Although Section Chief Feng was quite dissatisfied with Lin Ying's reckless behavior, he didn't want to stay on the coffin and wait dryly.

- Although from the point of view of Qimen, this coffin belongs to the Hugh Gate, and the Hugh Gate is indeed suitable for lying on the spot without making a sound.

However, he was not so sure of his own inferences. It's hard to find a companion, and if you get separated again, then go back to being alone again, what if there is danger?

So Section Chief Feng thought about it and decided to go on an adventure with Lin Ying.

But before leaving, Section Chief Feng suddenly remembered something, he quickly ran to the coffin, grabbed a handful of jewels on the table next to the stone figurines and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Feng Ke, you are an archaeologist......" Lin Ying wanted to remind him not to break the law.

"You think I'm trying to steal treasure, right? Wrong! This thing can be used for self-defense. After Section Chief Feng finished speaking, he suddenly made another convulsion, pushed all the jewels on the table to the ground, and he bowed down again to pick up two jade belts and hung them on the neck of the stone figurines.

"What is this for?" Lin Ying asked.

"Leave a mark to avoid making a mistake."

"You're saying there are similar sarcophagi in other spaces?"

"Needless to say!" Section Chief Feng gasped and ran down.

Lin Ying looked at Lao Feng, he was still standing in the Niangniang Temple in the afternoon, claiming to protect the cultural relics and not allow excavation. Unexpectedly, there was a toss under the Luqiu King Mound, but he ignored it and took the lead in abruptly suddening the treasures on the coffin.

Maslow's theory is right, before the safety of life, everything else is just an additional option.

"To the left, or to the right?" Section Chief Feng asked Lin Ying.

"What do you think?"

"Right! Feel safe on the right. Section Chief Feng thought for a long time.

"Let's go!"

The two of them chose their direction and began to move forward. Lin Ying thought of a question as she walked, so she asked Section Chief Feng, "...... Feng Ke?"

"Call me Lao Feng."

"Okay, Lao Feng, you ......"

"Don't talk about you in the future, we are now the same associates." Section Chief Feng said crepe.

“…… All right. Are you an expert, do you know who this Deer Hill King is? Why would he find such an acupuncture point and dig such a strange grave? ”

Section Chief Feng was speechless for a while.

"There is no specific record of this in the history books. But Team Lin, have you ever heard of the 'National Nutrition Pig'? ”

"Pig farming?"

"Yes, the Ming Dynasty had a feudal system for the royal family. However, since ancient times, it has been common for people to fight in the same room, so the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was also particularly wary of the same sect, because after all, these princes are also the descendants of Taizu Taizong, and they all have the capital to raise the banner and rebel.

"Therefore, the Ming Dynasty also had a cutting domain. First of all, the clan cannot support the army, cannot engage in politics, cannot grant official positions, does not allow them to work, has no political status, and cannot participate in many things, but out of the friendship of the clan, the court gives them granges, and they can enjoy all the glory and wealth in life - you say, isn't this raising pigs in the name of the state?

Lin Ying smiled: "This kind of life really sounds like a dream." ”

Section Chief Feng snorted dissatisfiedly: "If you spend your life doing nothing, don't you feel very painful?" ”

"It's not painful, it's not painful at all, it's just a perfect life." Lin Ying almost laughed out loud, and sometimes Lao Feng looked quite cute.

Section Chief Feng snorted, and he could hear that it was not tired, but angry.

"Don't worry, speak slowly, I will hear about the owner of this tomb, and I may be able to inspire you." Lin Ying hurriedly tried to find a way to stabilize his emotions.

"Captain Lin, I really think that our three views are not on the same level."

"That's why I'm asking for your favor!"

This sentence probably made Section Chief Feng quite useful, he coughed, and then continued: "According to the vassal system of the Ming Dynasty, the children of the royal family can be divided into nine titles, such as prince, county king, Zhenguo general, auxiliary general, etc., for example, the emperor's half-brother can be named prince, and only the eldest son of the prince can inherit the throne, and the rest of the sons can be named county kings.

"Therefore, Zhu Yikeng, the king of Luqiu County, is one of the sons of Zhu Zaijian who failed to inherit the throne of King Huai."

Why did he have such a name? Zhu Yikeng, a pit of pigs, a pit of pigs, how ugly it is. Lin Ying wondered.

Section Chief Feng seemed to be angry again, and he stopped talking in a huff.

“…… Is it hard to explain? Lin Ying felt that she had just asked a particularly idiotic question.

"Yes!"

"Then skip this question and talk about the King of Deer Hill himself."

Section Chief Feng sighed, it was a sigh for the cow playing the piano.

"This pig is a pit...... Zhu Yikeng is a family of Huai Wang who belongs to the Ming Dynasty. The first Huai King was the seventh son of Mingrenzong Zhu Gaochi, and he was enshrined in Poyang County, Raozhou Prefecture. Since then, the Huai King has been passed down from generation to generation, but it has been passed to the eighth Huai King Zhu Zaiku......"

"Zhu Zaiku - pig slaughtering platform? Why did the princes of the Ming Dynasty like to have such ugly names? Lin Ying couldn't help but ask again.

"Captain Lin!" Section Chief Feng raised his voice, obviously unhappy.

Lin Ying hurriedly shut up, she suddenly felt a little strange - in the cave before, the more she walked, the more panicked she became, but now as she walked, she talked more.

- Is it possible that every space can make people change, and I wasn't a talker before......

The real person was Section Chief Feng, and he became more and more detailed.

"Zhu Zaiku gave birth to an only son named Zhu Yijing. Then in the fifth year of Wanli, Zhu Zaiku died. ”

"It stands to reason that Zhu Zaiku is dead, and his son should inherit the title of King Huai by hereditary. As a result, the strange thing is that the imperial court has not been canonized. Three years later, Zhu Zaiku's son Zhu Yijing also died, and this line was completely cut off. Only then did the imperial court order that Zhu Zaijian's younger brother Zhu Zaijian inherit the throne of King Huai, and this Zhu Zaijian was the father of King Luqiu. ”

"And then?"

Later, Zhu Zaijian died, and the eldest son Zhu Yiju inherited the throne of King Huai, and King Luqiu, as other sons, was naturally named the king of the county. But then, something strange happened. ”

"What's the matter?"

"In the forty-fourth year of Wanli, Zhu Yiju, the king of Huai, died again, and he had a son named Zhu Changqing. But this time, the imperial court has not issued an order for Zhu Changqing to inherit the throne. Later, Emperor Wanli died, Emperor Taichang died, Emperor Tianqi died, and it was not until four years after Emperor Chongzhen ascended the throne that Zhu Changqing was allowed to attack the lord. ”

After Section Chief Feng finished talking about this, even Lin Ying, who was blind to history, heard some doorways.

"Why did four emperors change and not let King Huai inherit the throne?"

Section Chief Feng said: "Because there was a rumor at that time, that is, King Huai had a rebellious heart. ”

"Rebellion? The prince has no soldiers, no power, and no politics, so what is there to rebel against? Lin Ying asked strangely.

"It is said that they want to secretly use evil magic to make their descendants ascend to the throne."

Lin Ying almost burst out laughing.

"It's a joke to seize the throne with metaphysics, right?"

Section Chief Feng sneered: "Don't say it, this Zhu Changqing really almost became the emperor later......"