"There are Emperor Zhou's Tomb, Emperor Chu's Tomb, and Emperor Qi's Tomb. I wonder which one your Majesty is asking about?" Chu Chenchen frowned slightly, and for the first time his eyes showed a look other than indifference. "The Emperor's Tomb is the resting place of the late emperor. From the common people's point of view, it is not suitable for His Majesty to search for it, whether in public or private. It will frighten the heroic spirits and damage the dragon's veins, but the gain will not be worth the loss."
"Or..." Chu Chenchen's tone suddenly became serious, as if a wanderer had received a long-awaited letter from home, only to find out halfway through that it was asking him to return home to mourn...
"Your Majesty, are you looking for that sourceless water and rootless tree?"
"Since Yao and Shun, emperors, generals and prime ministers have all been madly chasing a legend that comes from nowhere... The tomb. Those who enter the imperial tomb can live as long as the heaven and the earth, and shine with the sun and the moon. Since people have desires, the war in the eight wastelands continues. , Liuhe banners cover the sky; on the battlefield, there are blood and oars drifting; broken limbs are scattered in the fields, and hungry people fill the rivers. All these are because the emperors fought over this, but today your Majesty asks the head of this disaster..."
"Could it be that Your Majesty wants to waste people and money in search of that ethereal legend?"
"He who knows God is a prophet, not an omniscient person... I forgive the common people for not knowing."