When I undressed and went to bed at night, an object fell lightly from the hem of my clothes.

Cheng Ye then remembered that this was a silk handkerchief given by Yue Liduo, leaned over and picked it up and looked at it in his hand, and couldn't help but smile.

Before going to bed, I took a rough idea of what happened recently in my mind, and a faint fragrance surged up on the tip of my nose, and I found it for a long time before I realized that I had put the silk handkerchief on the pillow, and the fragrance came from the silk handkerchief.

I took the silk handkerchief and looked at it for a long time, and while looking at it, I slandered my belly, this barbarian woman's embroidery really didn't dare to compliment, and I didn't know what Fang Ling Shaohua had used it for more than ten years.

Unconsciously put the veil on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, remembering that on the day of the deer hunting, he could faintly smell this fragrance since he rescued her from the green horse......

Suddenly, he came to his senses, jumped off the couch, and paced back and forth in the tent in frustration, shouting, "No, how can this be?" Don't......

He picked up the veil again, thinking of the evil deeds of the Tulun people who kept slaves, and the pretentious ugliness of Ebony Fulei, and finally became disgusted with the veil in front of him.

He held the silk handkerchief to the flame on the candlestick, wondering if it would burn it.

In front of me, I floated in front of Yue Liduo's crooked crescent eyes, and said to him with a smile, my name is Yue Liduo, not a little brother, but a little sister.

At the same time, I thought of the human sacrifice that Uncle Yuyi said at night, and disgust welled up in my chest - it was the person who shed the dirty blood of Ebony Nanjiang, and she was the daughter of Ebony Nanjiang.

The tongue of fire licked the tail of the silk handkerchief, and only a puff of green smoke rose, and half of the handkerchief in his hand was missing.

Through the candlelight, he saw that there seemed to be a few vague small words on the white silk handkerchief under his fingers, Cheng Ye was shocked, threw the handkerchief on the case, and in a hurry, he slapped the palm of his hand a few times to extinguish the flames.

Ignoring the pain in his hand, he looked carefully at the tiny words, which seemed to have been written in the name of a woman's thrush, but it was already black, and he drew his eyes closer to see it, and struggled to make it.

"East - Mountain - Mausoleum"

Remembering that the Tulun guard had been babbling at the silk handkerchief during the day, and instructed him to look at it several times a day, in order to pass on the news to him?

Dongshan Ling, he knows this place.

It was a royal mausoleum in the unconventional sense, and to be precise, it was buried the maternal grandfather of Emperor Dachen Taizu.

The maternal ancestor of Yuan Zheng's great-grandfather was a pawn of the previous dynasty, and the former dynasty was worried about internal and external troubles, and the foreign pursuers only forced a cadre of civil servants who protected the little emperor to the sea, and there was nothing to be done, and the courtier threw himself into the sea with the little emperor on his back.

The death of the lord was mourned, and many courtiers and the remaining generals and soldiers were also martyred in the sea, and the maternal ancestor of Emperor Taizu was also one of them. It's just that he died a lot, and then he was washed back to the shore by the waves, rescued by the local fishermen, and then married a fisherman's daughter to live in poverty.

In his later years, Emperor Taizu mentioned that his grandfather had been infinitely embarrassed, saying that although he was a small pawn, he was a loyal man, looking at the sea all the year round and crying about the king, and then he was suffering from a serious illness and was unwilling to treat it, so he ran out of his home barefoot one night and still threw himself into the sea, and did not find the body until the tide of the third day.

Who knows that there is a providence in the dark, and under the arrangement of creation, those foreign enemies who had forced his lord and robe Ze to throw themselves into the sea with hatred were expelled one by one by his little grandson who was born in a destitute family, and finally his grandson pacified the world and became the emperor of everyone, remembering his loyal ancestor who looked at the sea and cried.

His tomb and bones that had long been lost were nowhere to be found, so the emperor's grandson built a mound in the place where he lived during his lifetime, and erected a tomb in the east mountain.

Yueliduo hid this place in a silk handkerchief and risked passing it on to him, which must have something to do with Tulun.

And what will be the relationship between Tulun and Dongshan Mausoleum?

In his mind, he tried his best to search for the map in his impression, Dongshan Mausoleum is in the northeast region of Dachen, facing the east and the rest of the country across the sea, and bordering Tulun through many steep mountains and ravines to the north.

With such a border between the three kingdoms, is it false for Tulun to attack Dongyu, and to enter the territory of Dachen by way from Dongshan Mausoleum?

No, it won't.

Cheng Ye immediately denied his idea, Ebony Nanjiang would not be so stupid.

The place where the Dongshan Mausoleum is located is high and densely forested, the land is vast and sparsely populated, not to mention that the Tulun cavalry is not good at taking mountain roads, even if they reluctantly cross the mountains and mountains to invade Dachen, the follow-up supply of grain and grass is also a big problem.

In order to build a mausoleum, the originally small number of woodcutters and mountain people around the Dongshan Mausoleum were moved, and it was impossible for the Turks to seek supplies from the territory of Dachen with war. Therefore, if Tulun wants to invade Dachen, he must go south from the Guyundu area of the Suonian River, where as long as he crosses the river from Guyun and breaks through the defense of Suoshan Pass, it is the northern border of Dachen in Pingchuan.

What exactly are the Tulun people going to do in the East Mountain Mausoleum?

Cheng Ye knew that he had not yet had the ability to deduce the war situation thousands of miles away, and regardless of the fact that it was already past the time at this time, he put on his robe and walked towards Lin Shifan's tent.

The funeral that he participated in this night involved too many old things, and the past events described by Jiang Yuyi were really terrifying, and Shifan was also tossing and turning on the couch at this time.

Yin Chengye entered the account, and after listening to him describe the whole thing, Lin Shifan was also very puzzled.

The two of them felt that it would be good if they had a map in their hands at this time, but who would take the map of their mother country with them when they were sent to other countries.

When there was nothing to be done, Shifan thought of moving the rescuers, so he ordered Chengye to wake up Fei Wenli and Fu Zhi.

Cheng Ye heard that he was going to let Fu Zhi come, and remembered that he had delivered news in the post station on the way to Tuxilu, so he frowned and asked:

"Uncle, is it appropriate to let Fu Zhi come with you?"

"It's okay, Alan's daughter should also tell him about it."

Shi Fan slightly curved the corners of his mouth, and his smile was very determined.

Cheng Ye thought about it several times in his heart, and he also knew that Fu Zhi should have something to do with the caravan led by Bai Xian, and had nothing to do with Feng Sidao, and the various behaviors of the caravan led by Bai Xian were not so much to be unfavorable to the mission, but to remind the mission that someone wanted to be unfavorable to them.

Thinking of this, Cheng Ye also shook his head and smiled and no longer hesitated.

Fei Wenli is a great talent who knows everything about astronomy and geography, and it is not a problem to hand-draw a frame of "Dachen Kanyu Map". Although Fu Zhi was the chief secretary of the humble rank in the military department, he had a very solid foundation for military affairs and security, and marked the sea area and strait from Dongshan Mausoleum to the east and the strait to the north to Tulun in three or two clicks.

Cheng Ye sat silently on the side, secretly scolding himself in his heart: In vain, you have hidden the picture of Kanyu on the book grid for more than ten years, and you have to read it several times a day, but you can't compare to these civil officials who are always despised by yourself.

Because of the more respect for Fei Wenli and Fu Zhi, I deeply feel that I am superficial and flamboyant, and I must not be like this in the future.

Although the map was drawn, several people still looked at each other.

Fei Wenli pointed to the narrow strait between Dongshan Mausoleum and the rest of the country, and teased:

"Is it possible for the Turks to cross the sea from here?"

Shi Fan's heart moved, and he did receive a spy report before the envoy, and a small group of Tulun cavalry intended to outflank the east and west coast from the sea, and formed a north-south flank with the cavalry that entered the east from the land.

However, taking the sea route will not have anything to do with Dongshan Mausoleum.