PFC Chapter 249 Intelligence
Chapter 249 Intelligence
Song Yunzheng: "..."
Just as Xie Yan's hand was about to strike, Song Yunzheng finally reacted and spoke up in time: "Actually, I have other information here."
Although he still maintained a calm and composed demeanor, his tone became noticeably more hurried and rapid.
Just as a gust of wind lifted Song Yunzheng's clothes, Xie Yan's downward chopping hand was stopped just in time on his leg.
"You should have said that earlier, Song Lang~~~"
Xie Yan, with Mu Ling's face, spoke in a manner that was so convoluted and unpredictable that Song Yunzheng's lips twitched, and she couldn't help but feel nauseous.
But seeing Xie Yan's hand still dangling on his leg, he could only take a deep breath to calm himself down and asked gently with a smile, "Do you know where we're going now?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Yanwei turned her head slightly, reached out and lifted the curtain to look outside.
Judging by the time, the carriage had been traveling for nearly an hour since leaving the city, but along the way, only the sound of their carriage wheels rolling echoed on the official road, and there was no sign of human habitation around.
"This direction is..."
Xie Yan raised an eyebrow, recognizing this as the very road they had been stopped by the officials when they entered Jinlin City.
Song Yunzheng picked up the conversation, saying, "That's right, the sect leader is currently at the Fu family's ancestral tomb."
"So, the treasure really is hidden there." Xie Yan lowered the curtains and turned her gaze back to Song Yunzheng.
Seeing Xie Yan's obviously expectant expression, Song Yunzheng slightly curled her lips and continued, "However, to be precise, that is not the Fu family's ancestral tomb at all."
“From the very beginning, the tomb was just an empty shell used as a cover; there wasn’t even a single skeleton of the Fu clan inside.”
"Was it an empty shell from the start?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Yan was visibly taken aback, but quickly realized what he meant. "You mean that the founding emperor never actually moved the ancestral graves there?"
Song Yunzheng nodded, gave Xie Yan a meaningful smile, and said, "Because the earthquake that buried the ancestral graves was originally planned by the founding emperor."
The sound of flowing water filled the carriage.
Even though she knew Xie Yan wouldn't touch anything she had handled, Song Yunzheng still poured two cups of tea and placed one in front of him.
"If you continue your investigation, you will find that although Emperor Taizu successfully staged a coup and seized power, in terms of military strength, the troops he led were far inferior to those of the various warlords."
Xie Yan frowned coldly, too lazy to play games with Song Yunzheng, and asked directly, "What does this have to do with him destroying the Fu family's ancestral graves?"
"Of course it does."
Song Yunzheng put down her teacup and sighed softly, "Because he wants to build an underground palace."
"A hidden underground palace that no one knows about, where one can hide oneself and treasure."
The unhurried tone of the voice made Xie Yan's eyes twitch, and a certain suspicion began to emerge from the depths of her heart.
The next moment, his guess was confirmed—
"Under the guise of returning to his hometown to worship his ancestors, Emperor Taizu secretly built an underground palace here and quietly transferred most of his treasures into it. This was so that if he were to be defeated, he could retreat to Jinlin, fake his death, and escape into the underground palace."
"So, in order to cover his tracks, he destroyed the Fu family's ancestral graves and used feng shui principles to move them to the underground palace."
"Although the underground palace was never used in the end, the Taizu Emperor still preserved it."
"How did you find out about these things?" Xie Yan asked in a deep voice as she came to her senses.
"Naturally, that's what the leader said."
Song Yunzheng raised her chin slightly, and said with a half-smile, "In order for us to obediently work for him, the leader naturally had to give us something in return, and told us a lot of secrets."
Xie Yan's eyes flickered slightly, her curiosity about the true identity of the Holy Sun Cult leader growing stronger.
He glanced at Song Yunzheng, but before he could speak, the man seemed to know what he was going to ask. He smiled and shook his head, saying, "No need to ask me, I don't know who the sect leader is either."
"Since I joined the Church of the Holy Sun, I have never seen him show his true face, so even now, I don't know what the leader looks like."
"All we know is that he was once a member of the previous dynasty's palace, so he knows a lot of palace secrets."
Hearing this, Xie Yan was somewhat disappointed, but not surprised.
This person has been lying low for so many years, all for the purpose of plotting a rebellion and usurping the throne. His fear of death must be no less than that of Song Yunzheng.
Xie Yan's mind raced, and familiar faces from the past slowly surfaced in her mind as she considered who might be the leader.
After a long while, he finally snapped out of his daze under Song Yunzheng's increasingly suspicious gaze and asked, "Is what's hidden in the underground palace really the treasury of the previous dynasty?"
Song Yunzheng withdrew her gaze, took a sip of tea, and nodded, saying, "That's right. Simply put, it was secretly moved out by the former dynasty's imperial advisor."
"Back then, the Imperial Preceptor colluded with others to control Emperor Ai. They secretly transferred most of the previous dynasty's treasury to an underground palace that they discovered by chance, so that they could use it for their own purposes later."
"Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes."
He sighed softly, "Before they could even enjoy this treasure, the Chu family launched a coup, the palace caught fire, the Imperial Advisor died in the fire, and the map he had kept in his possession disappeared without a trace."
Upon hearing this, Xie Yan's expression changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.
Is the Imperial Advisor really dead?
Song Yunzheng didn't notice his expression and continued, "Later, the sect leader searched in secret for a long time and went through many twists and turns before finally finding the map that the Grand Preceptor had hidden."
He then chuckled lightly, revealing a mocking smile, "In the end, when the Holy Sun Church finally found the underground palace, they discovered that it had been buried deep underground due to an earthquake."
Only then did Xie Yan finally realize, "A large number of people are needed to excavate the underground palace, which is why you have gone to great lengths to abduct young men."
Song Yunzheng smiled without saying a word, tacitly agreeing with Xie Yan's words.
After a moment of silence, he lifted the carriage curtain and glanced outside.
Unlike the previously deserted place, this time, several figures dressed in official robes appeared at the edge of their field of vision.
"We're almost there. Is there anything else you'd like to know?"
Xie Yan lowered her eyes and asked the question that had been on her mind the most, "...Which prince of the Fu family from the previous dynasty is the young master?"
Finally, when Xie Yan asked the question, Song Yunzheng leaned forward and whispered in his ear, "Although the young master, like the sect leader, rarely shows his face, he once revealed his true face in order to gain our trust."
He is—
The last words were drowned out by the driver's shouts, but Xie Yan did not miss the familiar name in Song Yunzheng's words.
"It's him???"