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Chapter 1091: Whatever you ask me to do!

The more this happened, the more she hated herself.

But in the end, she took a breath and was no longer angry. Instead, she looked out the window at the busy traffic and people, and pursed her lips.

Seeing that she didn't say a word, Qin Mo didn't say a word either. He covered his head and ate his morning tea, just like the wind and the lingering clouds.

After eating and drinking, he said: "Let's go, Aunt Xiao!"

"I owe you a favor!"

"Speaking of favors, you see the outside world!"

Xiao Xuanji ignored him and walked out.

"Let's go, Aunt Xiao, get in my carriage!"

Xiao Xuanji thought for a while and got into Qin Mo's carriage.

Not long after, the carriage drove out of the capital and arrived at the Imperial Tomb of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The imperial mausoleum was built on the mountain, but it was a little dilapidated. When the rebels attacked the capital, the imperial mausoleum was also damaged.

Everything that could be stolen was stolen, and all the gold, silver and jewelry in the mausoleum became military pay.

Although Li Shilong ordered it to be repaired, there was no major repair.

After all, there was no money in the treasury at that time, and it would cost a lot of money to build Li Yuan's and his own imperial mausoleums, so how could they spend so much effort on repairs?

It's just for fame.

There are not many troops guarding the tomb, but at least it can prevent the tomb from being stolen.

Qin Mo showed his identity and was able to pass through without any hindrance.

Xiao Xuanji looked at the dilapidated Shinto monument and her eyes turned red for a moment. She had not been back for more than thirty years.

Even his father and brother died and never came back.

Qin Mo held a broom in his hand and swept away the fallen leaves and dust in front of the monument.

"Dad, my daughter is back!"

Xiao Xuanji knelt on the ground, crying sadly.

She even asked others to come to visit her grave. She was so out of breath from crying that she almost fainted.

After a while, Xiao Xuanji's crying gradually subsided. She looked at Qin Mo and said, "Can you let me live in a cottage next to the emperor's mausoleum? If I want to practice Taoism here in the future, I don't need you to keep vigil. I can do it myself. Is that okay?"

"

"this......"

Qin Mo thought for a while and realized that Xiao Xuanji would most likely not leave the capital again since they were married.

With her indifferent temperament, it is impossible for her to do anything harmful to Da Gan.

"If you want the emperor to agree, you must reveal your identity."

"Okay, I've wanted to see him for a long time. If he wants to kill or chop him, I'll do whatever I want!"

"I won't kill you!" Qin Mo said: "I will help you. If you want the imperial mausoleum to be better repaired, there is another way."

"You want me to surrender and recognize Li Qian's rule, right?" Xiao Xuanji said.

Qin Mo nodded, "This is the best way to allow you to stay here legally and have unimpeded access in Daqian.

You also know that your father and brother were actually very badly hacked. Maybe you can clear their names.

The premise is that you want to move them."

"Aren't you the one who hacked my father and brother the most?" Xiao Xuanji gritted his teeth, "The Legend of Double Dragons of Da Qian and the Legend of Heroes of Zhou Qian, weren't they all written by you?"

"Don't accuse me wrongly. These two novels have no intention of slandering them. On the contrary, I am just downplaying their slanderous material.

Also, why do you think there have been so many Martyrs’ Shrines of the previous dynasty in recent years? Isn’t it all built by me who helped build them?

Da Qian has already secured his position in the world, so there is no point in continuing to go dark. Of course, I am just giving you an opinion. It's up to you whether you want to do it or not." Qin Mo said.

Xiao Xuanji's expression was uncertain. With her identity, standing up and recognizing Li Qian would undoubtedly make Li Qiang more popular.

But if you think about it carefully, more than 20 years have passed, and how many people are still loyal to Zhou.

Even if there is, he is almost dead.

She looked at some old people and found that they no longer hated Daqian.

On the contrary, Daqian has done a good job and is truly taking the world in a better direction.

His father and brother are not as good as him.

She burned the paper quietly, her tears already drying up.

After paying homage to Emperor Wen of Zhou, she also paid homage to Emperor Zhou Yang.

Even the tombstone of Emperor Zhou Yang is incomplete and has not been repaired.

"Can you help my brother get rid of the posthumous title of Yang?"

"Hard to say!"

Qin Mo said: "After all, this posthumous title was given by the old man. Unless the old man personally admits that he made a mistake, otherwise..."

In fact, Emperor Zhou Yang had three posthumous titles, namely "Ming", "Min" and "Yang".

‘Ming’ means emphasizing merit and ‘Min’ means emphasizing sorrow.”

‘Yang’ means heavy coma and violence.

Moreover, when Emperor Zhou Yang came to power, he was even worse than Li Shilong. He killed his father and brother, put his brother under house arrest, and demoted him to a commoner. These were all real things that happened.

Of course, it is also related to the fact that Da Qian was eager to rectify his name in order to usurp the throne, exaggerating the faults of Emperor Zhou Yang and concealing his achievements.

Xiao Xuanji was extremely anxious, but as a woman, what could she do?

Nothing can be done, even worship, so I have to turn to a junior for help.

"If you want me to clear up Li Qian's name, you can ask Li Yuan to take back my brother's posthumous title of 'Yang', or even give him a flat posthumous title!" Xiao Xuanji said.

Qin Mo was numb, "This is not easy to do, so why don't you let the old man slap himself in the face?"

"I only want a posthumous title!" Xiao Xuanji said: "Give my brother a posthumous title, and I will rectify Li Qian's name!"

Qin Mo was actually reluctant to get involved in this matter, especially something that had already been 'finalized'.

If you do it well, you should do it well; if you don't do it well, you'll just have nothing to do.

Even if the old man loves him, it depends on what happened.

Legally speaking, Li Yuan was a minister of the Zhou Dynasty.

He was politically correct in naming his posthumous title "Yang". Now he is turning around to help Emperor Zhou Yang quell the chaos. Isn't that a slap in the face?

This is called not being able to carry it clearly.

"Actually, Li Qian no longer needs to correct his name..." Qin Mo had to remind Xiao Xuanji that times have changed, and Da Qian has completely secured his position in the country.

The internal worries have been resolved, and all that is left is the little external trouble.

After being wiped out, Daqian will be one of the most unified and highly centralized dynasties.

Even if you look at the world where Qin Mo lives, he can still be ranked first.

"I don't believe that Li Qian doesn't need to correct his name. Even if Li Shilong is famous throughout the ages, it can't hide the fact that they, father and son, are my ministers of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

We can't hide it, the Li family and my Xiao family are close relatives!" Xiao Xuanji said.

"They said they killed relatives for justice..."

"Stop talking nonsense, just say whether you want to help or not." Xiao Xuanji said: "If you want to help me, I, Xiao Xuanji, will thank you forever, and I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

Qin Mo glanced at her up and down, Xiao Xuanji blushed, gritted his teeth and said, "Whatever you want is fine!"

"Hey, stop it, what am I thinking?" Qin Mo couldn't laugh or cry, "Can you stop being so dirty? You are an elder and you will teach bad things to children!"

"You think I'm old?"

"This is not a matter of being old." Qin Mo was speechless, "I still want to live for two more years. This matter is wrong from my mouth. No matter what I do, it is wrong. It is just forgetting my ancestors.

I still want to eat for a few more years, please, don't force me.
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