The most romantic little emperor

Qin Hao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but feel happy. However, he still maintained the composure of an emperor, and said in a gentle voice: "Lord Dong, since there is such an important matter, please tell me quickly. I am all ears."

Dong Sicheng looked at Qin Hao's impatient expression, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his gaze quietly turned to Dong Meir who was standing quietly beside him. There seemed to be thousands of words in his eyes, but they were all unspoken.

Qin Hao was so perceptive that he could not fail to understand the thoughts of this experienced politician. He smiled slightly, with a tone of unquestionable firmness: "Dong Qing's family, I have always been clear about rewards and punishments, but you can say whatever you want. As long as what you say is true and can relieve my worries, other things are not a big deal. What do you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they were like a gentle spring breeze, instantly calming the tense hearts of everyone present.

Dong Sicheng got Qin Hao's verbal promise, and the heavy stone in his heart fell quietly. He nodded slightly, and then slowly said: "Your Majesty is wise, and you should know that the disaster of the Mu Mansion in the past was caused by Prime Minister Mu getting a treasure map of Daliang."

Qin Hao immediately took out the three ancient yellowed treasure maps from the depths of his clothes, raised a faint and mysterious smile, looked at Dong Sicheng with deep eyes, and said softly: "Dong Qing's family, are these what you are referring to?"

Dong Sicheng suddenly saw three treasure maps lined up in front of him. He couldn't help but flash a trace of astonishment in his eyes. He asked with a trembling voice: "How can there be three treasure maps? How did Your Majesty get them?"

Qin Hao smiled slightly and slowly connected the three treasure maps together, as if he was piecing together a piece of forgotten history.

He opened his thin lips slightly, his voice as gentle as jade: "Many people only know that Emperor Liang Yang left behind a treasure map of Daliang, but they don't know that the treasure map was divided into four parts, each hidden in the world."

"Now, I have only managed to gather three copies by luck. Could it be that Lord Dong knows the whereabouts of the fourth treasure map?"

Dong Sicheng calmed down a little after hearing this, and slowly withdrew from the shock just now. He murmured to himself, "So that's how it is. No wonder since the whereabouts of the Mu family's treasure map disappeared, the various forces that secretly coveted the Daliang treasure also stopped. I never thought that there were four copies of the treasure map."

Then, he turned to Qin Hao and said slowly: "Your Majesty, although I have not seen the true appearance of the treasure map, I have heard a secret."

"Those treasure hunters discovered a horrifying mass grave of a thousand people in a deep forest about a hundred miles outside the capital. To be exact, those were the soldiers of Daliang who were buried alive innocently that year."

Qin Hao's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible light when he heard this. His heart surged, and he asked impatiently, "Lord Dong, please tell me quickly. Where is the Thousand Massacre Tomb in the capital?"

Dong Sicheng hesitated for a moment, as if the memory was clearly emerging in his mind. He answered without hesitation: "Your Majesty, the Thousand Massacre Tomb is located in the northwest of the capital, a hundred miles away, deep in a dense forest with few people."

"When I learned the news, I was fortunate enough to set foot on that forgotten land and witnessed the traces of that history with my own eyes."

After saying this, Qin Hao turned to Elder Feng with a sharp gaze, and said anxiously, "Elder Feng, quickly fetch the map. I want to see with my own eyes where this Thousand Massacre Tomb is hidden. Perhaps that will be the key to solving all the mysteries."

Old Feng quickly took out the map and slowly spread it out on the table. Suddenly, the mountains, rivers, cities and villages around the capital city appeared in front of everyone.

Qin Hao gazed at the vast world displayed in this small space, and a hint of deep thought gradually gathered between his brows.

Then, he turned his gaze to the three treasure maps, making in-depth comparisons and reflections.

After a long while, he slowly looked away, his eyes flashing with wisdom that showed he understood the world, and his tone was filled with emotion and admiration: "So that's how it is, it's truly a masterpiece of nature, with ingenuity. The layout of this treasure trove is so exquisite and amazing."

"Could it be that Your Majesty has discovered some clues?" Old Feng asked in a low voice with a faint smile on his face.

Qin Hao nodded slightly, his eyes were deep, his voice was low and magnetic: "Mr. Feng, please take a close look at these three treasure maps. These five symbols without words, if viewed from the perspective of astronomy, actually echo the dazzling Big Dipper in the night sky, as if there is some kind of divine guidance."

"This is definitely not a coincidence. If my guess is correct, the fourth treasure map also has these two symbols. Perhaps the secret of the treasure map is hidden in this Big Dipper map."

He paused for a moment and continued, "As we all know, the Big Dipper, with its unique layout, was given by ancient emperors as a symbol of heavenly power. It is as if the emperor is holding an invisible scepter under the sky, guiding the destiny of all living things."

"This is not only an infinite reverie of the starry sky, but also a reflection of the ancient emperors' deep understanding of the order of the universe and their own ruling authority. The light of the Big Dipper illuminates the emperors' ambition to unify the world. It seems that if they master them, they can control the world and dominate the ups and downs of the world."

"I have looked through history and found that it is recorded in history books that 'the Southern Dipper governs life, and the Northern Dipper governs death'. These eight short characters fully reveal the mystery of the cycle of life and death and the delicate balance between heaven and earth."

"The emperors of all dynasties believed in 'the Big Dipper is the master of killing', which is a desire and awe for absolute power and control. During the reign of Emperor Yang of Liang, this belief was pushed to the extreme. He once employed an old Taoist named Tian Xuanzi. It was rumored that his Taoism was unfathomable and he seemed to be able to peek into the secrets of heaven and communicate with the stars."

"Perhaps influenced and bewitched by Tian Xuanzi, Emperor Liang Yang had the idea of ​​shocking the world - drawing this treasure map of the Big Dipper, which not only hides endless wealth and secrets, but also contains a deep warning to his descendants: if you get the treasure, kill the Qin family, overthrow Daxia, and rebuild Daliang."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, and then they were impressed by Qin Hao's extraordinary wisdom.

After all, being able to uncover the secret of the treasure map in such a short time shows talent that is beyond the reach of ordinary people and is truly astonishing.

There seemed to be ripples of newly born spring water in Dong Meir's eyes. It was a secret admiration for Qin Hao's talent, and even more so a sense of relief for her previous decision.

Her eyes showed admiration for Qin Hao, as well as a subtle determination.

Qin Feng was standing aside, his eyes inadvertently sweeping across Dong Meir's face. He saw that her bright eyes were flashing with a strange light, completely focused on Qin Hao. He couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart, and then he quickly restrained his inappropriate thoughts.

Instead, he looked at this big brother, who usually didn't show his talents but was actually very capable, with a whole new perspective.

Dong Sicheng and Dong Sisi, brother and sister, smiled at each other, exchanged meaningful looks, and understood each other tacitly.