More than twenty years later, in 220 AD.

Prime Minister’s Mansion, backyard pavilion.

It is early spring and the wind is cold.

Cao Cao's hair was white, his face was covered with subtle wrinkles and old-fashioned spots. Opposite him, two old-fashioned men were sitting, but they were Jia Xu and Xun You.

Over the past twenty years, with the cultivation of a few people, they are simply unable to withstand the erosion of time.

"It's been twenty-six years, and I still vaguely remember that I was here to accept the entrusted mansion of Lu Xiang." Cao Cao sipped the hot wine, his eyes were worried and full of emotion.

When Jia Xu and Xun You heard the name of Lu Xiang, their faces changed slightly, and then they lowered their heads and said nothing.

Cao Cao bowed his head and fiddled with the wine bottle, and said lightly: "Are those people still making trouble?"

Jia Xu and his two looked even more bitter and had no words.

They were silent for a moment before Jia Xu sighed: "Lu Xiang suppressed the aristocratic family back then, so these people were afraid they would not give up."

"Hmph, these people." Cao Cao threw the wine bottle in his hand on the ground in anger, and then sighed weakly: "I am worthy of one person in this life, and that is Lu Xiang."

When Cao Cao said this, he shook his head bitterly: "Meng De was entrusted by Lu Xiang back then, and thought he could maintain the situation, but he never thought about today, alas."

Jia Xu comforted, "This matter is not the crime of the King of Wei. It is really because the aristocratic families are in trouble and are entangled with the court too deeply. When Lu Xiang was alive, he had never eliminated all the aristocratic families, let alone us."

Cao Cao did not respond, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "A few days ago, I heard that some people in the court wanted to abolish the hundreds of studies in Jiuzhou College, but only left Confucianism. I also heard that some people wanted to erase Lu Xiang's past contributions and demolish the sage tower of Jiuzhou College."

Jia Xu and Xun You looked at each other and were even more afraid to speak.

Since Li Hao left, the court has never calmed down.

Li Hao opened public schools at the beginning, but the matter was established too short, and the poor families had not yet grown up, and most of the court were from aristocratic families. Therefore, after Li Hao left, Cao Cao was powerless to suppress the aristocratic families like Li Hao, and could only choose to deal with it tiredly.

The most important reason why the two of them dared not speak was that this matter involved Cao Pi.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Cao Pi is Cao Cao's family matter. How dare they speak up easily?

Cao Cao also knew the reason, so when facing the two people who were silent, he could only say bitterly: "Well, whether it is, Meng De sticks to the agreement with Lu Xiang all his life, and leave the future to future generations."

Cao Cao said, standing up depressedly and sighed: "After Meng De's death, these people will only become more rampant, and I am afraid that even Lu Xiang's tomb will not be spared. Before Lu Xiang left, he made unparalleled achievements, so how could he let these villains be punished?

Wenhe, you secretly summoned the skilled craftsmen of the Mo family and the strange people in the world of cultivation to remember Lu Xiang's achievements in the tomb of Gu. This matter must not be revealed."

Cao Cao said behind him, his face was full of harshness.

When Jia Xu heard this, he didn't know what it meant.

After this matter is completed, when dealing with all those involved in the project, it is extremely guaranteed that Lu Xiang’s deeds can be passed down through the ages, even if they are only sealed in the tomb!

Jia Xu looked solemn and said respectfully: "Jia Xu received the order."

In March 221 AD, Cao Cao lived one more year than in history.

Cao Cao collapsed, and the world was covered in mourning.

In the palace.

An old eunuch with a long hair and a young face looked confused and finally sighed: "Lu Xiang, if you were still alive, what would you feel like to see such a scene?"

"Forget it, Cao Mengde was unable to deal with them during his lifetime. What can I do? Fortunately, Mengde was still a little conscientious and made a move in advance.

I am old and can no longer continue to protect the world for Lu Xiang. I just hope that future generations can find that place according to my old guidance so that Lu Xiang will not slander the treacherous children."

The old man sighed and walked out of the palace without knowing it.

No one pays attention to the departure of such an eunuch, and no one cares about the disappearance of such an eunuch, especially when Cao Cao died.

Of course, few people know that this eunuch used to be named Zhang Cheng.

He experienced the Shao Emperor and the last two generations of the last emperors of the Han Dynasty, witnessed the rise of Lu Hao and Cao Cao's success and his demise.

Shortly after Cao Cao's death, Cao Pi forced Emperor Xian to give way and officially ascend the throne.

Not long after, Kyushu College was imprisoned and the Sage Tower was smashed.

In the third year, the Wei Kingdom began the first literary inquisition in Chinese history, and all books recorded on Li Hao were burned and damaged.

For a moment, the world's eyes changed.

Ten years later, there was no record of Lu Hao in Jiuzhou.

Fifty years later, only the legend about Lu Xiang in the world remained in the world.

Seventy years later, the legend gradually disappeared, and the name of Lu Xiang did not spread to Jiuzhou, but the legend about Lu Xiang was still circulating outside the frontier.

In modern times, a suburban house outside Luoyang City.

It was dark and you could vaguely hear the sounds coming from the house. However, the sound was extremely weak and you could not notice it without concentration.

Not to mention that few people come to houses in such wilderness, so naturally no one cares.

In the room of the house, a deep pit was dug out of the clean and tidy ground, and a subtle sound was heard from it.

"Brother Hei, what exactly do you think there is in this tomb?"

"Nonsense, haven't we opened it yet? How the hell do I know what's inside?"

"Brother Hei, I think this tomb is amazing. Judging from the patterns and carving techniques in the tomb chamber, it should be an ancient tomb in the late Han Dynasty. At that time, such a tomb could be built, and the burial objects in it were amazing."

"Old dog, are you serious? We're going to send this trip?"

"From the structure of the tomb, this tomb has not been stolen before, so it is very likely that we will make a fortune."

"Guru, then what else can we say? Hurry up."

Then the sound of cutting and digging came from below, and no one spoke again.

Half an hour later.

Several figures crawled out of the tomb, and most of them looked ugly.

A dark-skinned bald man cursed: "Fuck his mother, you have nothing in this tomb. It's really fucking."

"No, it's so fucking unlucky. We stared at this tomb for so long, but it was still a tomb of a dead eunuch. It's fine if the dead eunuch is, but what's fucking annoying is that there is not even a little valuable thing inside."

"Wait, didn't we just find a picture in the coffin?" The person who spoke was fair-skinned and looked gentle.

"Go and go, that talisman like the broken picture ghost, who can fucking understand it?"

The gray-haired old man was holding a quaint animal skin roll in his hands, with countless stars on it, which looked like he was doodling casually.

The old man suddenly concentrated his mind and said in a deep voice: "No, this is a map with astrological signs as the route."

"Map?" After hearing this, several people became interested.

The gentle boy said proudly: "I just said that this picture can be placed in the coffin, it must be a useful thing."

Brother Hei narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Old dog, can it be cracked?"

"Yes, it will take a few days." The old dog said decisively.

Brother Hei laughed and said, "Okay, we are not bad for these days."
Chapter completed!