Grave Robber: Go crazy!You call this going to the grave?

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining Zhao Yuanzuo's will!"

"Is it on?"

Ye Cheng paused, and his face was a bit weird.

Could it be that the truth that the system asked to find was just who is the owner of the tomb?
The system didn't explain, and Ye Cheng didn't bother to ask, he jumped up and carried Zhao Yuanzuo's body to the platform on the other side.

Zhao Yuanzuo's life was almost exhausted, his shriveled face was wide open, and he looked at Ye Cheng unwillingly.

Several people came out from behind the door and walked to Ye Cheng's side in two steps.

Ye Cheng waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, fixed his eyes on Zhao Yuanzuo, and said silently in his heart:
"Turn on!"

For a moment, time and space seemed to be still, and the picture in front of Ye Cheng was distorted, causing him to involuntarily close his eyes.

Open it again, the sky is gloomy, and it seems that it will rain cats and dogs in the next second.

Ye Cheng seemed to be floating in the air, looking down, the person kneeling under the imperial city, who is it but Zhao Yuanzuo?

"Father! I beg you to spare fourth uncle, there is another hidden story in this matter!"

Zhao Yuanzuo, who was only 17 years old at the time, clenched his fists and showed unwillingness.

"It is recorded in history that Zhao Yuanzuo pleaded for the fourth uncle, so it seems to be true."

Ye Cheng rubbed his chin, a bolt of lightning struck the sky, and the torrential rain that had been holding back for a long time finally fell.

Zhao Yuanzuo knelt in the rain, allowing the rain to wet his robes, but did not move at all.

"Pity."

Ye Cheng sighed, no king in history would allow his son to provoke the king because of other things.

Zhao Yuanzuo's kneeling will not only fail to save Zhao Tingmei, but will lead to death.

Sure enough, Song Taizong's voice swept from the palace with anger——

"roll!"

Zhao Yuanzuo was smart since he was a child, and he was deeply loved by Song Taizong. If it wasn't for a major event, Song Taizong would definitely not be so angry.

This incident hurt Song Taizong's heart.

In his opinion, in Zhao Yuanzuo's heart, the fourth uncle was far more important than his father.

Zhao Yuanzuo shuddered, but he still knelt there for a whole day.

The next day, Song Taizong ordered that Zhao Tingmei be removed from all official positions and sent to Xijing to think about her mistakes.

Ye Cheng fast-forwarded through all this, and when the screen turned, Zhao Tingmei was already lying on the bed, dying soon.

The 19-year-old Zhao Yuanzuo knelt and sat in front of the bed, looking at his fourth uncle who had exhausted his glory all his life, but now he looked like this.

Can't help but burst into tears.

"Weiji...you, don't fight for Nao Shizi's throne."

"If you want to sit there, you will definitely... corpses will be scattered all over the place, and blood will flow like a river."

Zhao Tingmei held Zhao Yuanzuo's hand, and said every sentence from the bottom of her heart, crying blood.

He, Zhao Tingmei, was rebellious all his life, and in the end he was defeated by the word "throne".

Although, he doesn't have the heart to be the emperor.

He can see more clearly than anyone else, the energy that needs to be spent sitting in that position, and the things that need to be discarded.

Ye Cheng sighed again and murmured:
"It's a pity that it is too dazzling. Even if it is unintentional, it will be labeled as intentional."

Zhao Tingmei sent someone to give Zhao Yuanzuo the extraterrestrial meteorites he had collected in recent years as a last gift.

Two days later, Zhao Tingmei vomited three feet of blood and fell into a long sleep ever since.

When Zhao Yuanzuo heard the news, he cried blood and tears for a while, and has been extremely insane ever since.

Only he himself knows that he is not crazy, but this is the best way to escape the imperial power.

Song Taizong was so sad that he sent people to find a cure for madness, and finally found a fanhu tree.

The role of the Mizhu tree was widely circulated among the people, and Emperor Taizong of Song Dynasty gave this tree to Zhao Yuanzuo.

Zhao Yuanzuo's family used part of the tree to make a black wooden sign, which Zhao Yuanzuo always wore.

In order to prevent Song Taizong from seeing the clues, Zhao Yuanzuo occasionally went to Qingming for a period of time, which made Song Taizong very happy.

However, what Song Taizong didn't know was that Zhao Yuanzuo had already started to repair his own mausoleum.

In order not to let Song Taizong know, Zhao Yuanzuo used all inferior materials, which could not stir up any splashes at all.

He made a coffin from the remaining Mysterious Hub Tree, which was used as his resting place.

Everything that happened next was within Ye Cheng's expectations.

Zhao Yuanzuo looked down on the throne, but he was obsessed with longevity.

What Qin Shihuang couldn't do, he didn't think he couldn't do it either.

The death of Zhao Tingmei hit him hard, and he was even more afraid of birth, old age, illness and death from then on.

Arranging formations, selecting treasure lands, and even capturing the ancestors of Xuan Xuan to guard the place.

Time has passed and the once handsome and talented young man has suddenly aged.

He witnessed Song Taizong's departure with his own eyes, and the resentment towards his father eased a little in his heart.

A few days before Zhao Yuanzuo's death, he called his wife and asked her to release a message.

"It is said that a geomantic treasure land is guarded by a monkey with a human face, and if you enter it, you will ascend to the Tao."

Song Zhenzong seemed to believe it or not, and asked many people to investigate, but they never returned.

He was very cautious, thought for a long time, and didn't intend to take this risk, so he escaped unharmed.

At this point, a blood pool of ten thousand people was formed.

……

When he opened his eyes again, only a few seconds had passed, and Zhao Yuanzuo was still somewhat conscious.

"It's a pity to have such an exquisite trick and a wonderful formation."

Ye Cheng shook his head, looked at Zhao Yuanzuo expressionlessly and said:

"If you hadn't been blinded by selfishness, the Song Dynasty might not have been scolded so badly."

"The Song Dynasty's military strength was weak, and it was finally defeated by foreign enemies, which became a shadow of China."

Zhao Yuanzuo's eyes widened. Obviously, he never knew this.

he almost growled
"Impossible! My father, the emperor, never lost in the southern and northern wars! How could the Great Song Dynasty end up like this?"

"joke!"

Ye Cheng snorted coldly and said:
"Your father is your father, and Zhao Heng is Zhao Heng. I'm afraid you never know what he looks like!"

"I'm so happy and afraid of war, this is the virtue of your third brother!"

Sadness burst out in Zhao Yuanzuo's eyes, Ye Cheng was not moved at all, he only said coldly:

"You are the most like Song Taizong. You have planned for yourself all your life, and you ended up like this in the end."

"Longevity is false, becoming a demon is true!"

"In the end, Da Song, like yourself, can't keep it!"

Speaking of this, Ye Cheng paused, his eyes filled with pity.

"What do you think is the difference between what you look like now and being really crazy?"

Zhao Yuanzuo made a gurgling sound in his throat, as if he wanted to defend himself, but finally lowered his arms.

Completely turned into a mummy.

The three of them were already stunned by Ye Cheng's actions, they looked at each other in blank dismay, apparently not knowing why Ye Cheng did this.

As for Ye Cheng, looking at Zhao Yuanzuo's body, his mind was already drifting away.

In his previous life, he didn't know whether the history of Zhao Yuanzuo was exactly the same as that of this place, maybe the parallel world also changed their ending.

The only thing that remains unchanged is that Song Taizong still loves Zhao Yuanzuo the most, and Zhao Yuanzuo is still such an outstanding person.

If he had just been insane all his life, avoided the imperial power, and lived for himself completely, Ye Cheng would never say a word.

But the formation of this pool of blood of ten thousand people has trapped Xuanxuan for several generations, resulting in such a massacre...

It is the saddest and most shameful thing to take someone else's life to achieve oneself.