[The ruins of the Xiang Family Palace are an AAAAA-level scenic spot in China and a first-level protected unit. Ye Banlan is really crazy. He thinks that he has found a few cultural relics and contributed to the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau, so he can do whatever he wants. Already? 】
[Please pay attention to the night turning the tide! The Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau is not opened by your family, so you are not qualified! 】
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There are different opinions and endless debates.
Just when netizens were discussing whether Ye Banglan would lose the favor of the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau if he insisted on doing this, Ye Banglan had already set foot on the land where Fengyuan City is located.
Accompanying her were Hua Yingyue and Xiang Mingyu.
The water flows far away and the bells ring loudly.
This is Fengyuan City, a thousand-year-old ancient capital.
After setting foot on this homeland again, Hua Yingyue felt very complicated.
Timid, happy, afraid to get close.
Today's Fengyuan is familiar yet strange.
What is familiar are the old Champs Elysees pavilions and attic palaces, but what is unfamiliar are the rows of high-rise buildings and bustling streets with busy traffic.
Xiang Mingyu stared blankly at the scene in front of her, until she saw a tower, her body suddenly shook and she fell to the ground.
"Aunt?" Hua Yingyue's expression changed and she was very worried, "Aunt, are you okay?"
Xiang Mingyu covered her head, obviously suffering from great pain. Her body was shaking violently and she kept talking to herself.
Hua Yingyue got closer and heard clearly what Xiang Mingyu was saying.
She kept saying two sentences.
——"The territory of China cannot be violated. Even if I waste my life, I will never let you step foot here while I am alive!"
——Death is death, it’s just a life, what should I be afraid of!
When he said these two sentences, Xiang Mingyu's expression suddenly became fierce.
At that moment, the former regent's grace returned.
Hua Yingyue's fingertips trembled, and she suddenly thought of the lyrics of Ye Banglan describing Xiang Mingyu in the song "Wanxing in China"——
[Light Bahuang men, red-armed palms to kill]
Without Ning Zhaozong, Princess Jing'an could still rule the world.
The Xiang family's daughters were never weaker than the men. They were all proud and graceful.
Hua Yingyue frowned and raised her eyes: "Alan, if the Cultural Relics Bureau doesn't agree with us looking for my aunt's body, then..."
"I would rather bear the crime than let my aunt always look like this." Ye Banlan said calmly, "If they scold me, but my aunt can return to normal, I will be willing to do so."
How could her actions be shaken by a few scoldings?
Even in Princess Yongning's life, before she achieved her goal, there were never a few people scolding her.
What she heard the most was scolding her as to what qualifications a woman had to become the master of the East Palace.
But does she deserve to be in this position? How can these people who make negative comments influence her?
No one can shake what she wants to do.
"Yingyue, let's go quickly, I'm afraid my aunt's condition will get worse." Ye Banlan's eyes turned cold, "Time is urgent, we can't delay any more."
Hua Yingyue nodded, she helped Xiang Mingyu up, and went to the ruins of Xiang's palace with Ye Banglan.
Coincidentally, Professor Xue, the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau and Yan Tingfeng also arrived at this time. "Turn the tide, I'm so sorry." Professor Xue apologized very much, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have reported it to the director in front of Mr. Mo."
"Professor Xue, you don't have to blame yourself." Ye Banlan smiled slightly, "This matter has nothing to do with you from now on. I will bear all the responsibilities alone. I need to start excavation of Jing'an Palace now."
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"If there is really some scolding, I will block it." Yan Tingfeng nodded towards her and smiled slightly, "Whatever Xiaowan wants to do, you can do it freely."
Ye Banglan's body suddenly trembled, and she looked at Yan Tingfeng in a daze: "Listen?"
She really never thought that Yan Tingfeng would say such words.
She had only heard such words from He Jia's mouth.
Hejia said that she has indeed grown up and is the master of the East Palace and the future prince, but in his eyes, she will always be a sister who needs him to take care of, so he will take care of her.
"Xiao Wan still has more things to do. I know these infamy can't affect you, but I don't want you to bear it." Yan Tingfeng coughed, "It's all up to me, I'll help you."
Ye Banglan looked at him deeply: "Listen, thank you very much."
When the archaeological team first started taking action, the news immediately spread back to Yunjing.
"Mr. Mo!" The assistant hurried over, looking very panicked. "After receiving the news, we started taking action at the ruins of the Xiang Family Palace, and Ye Wanlan personally took out the tools and was digging!"
"What?!" Mr. Mo suddenly stood up, in disbelief, "Didn't I say that this project will never be approved? How did she get to Fengyuan, and how could she do anything?!"
"She didn't have the approval." The assistant wiped the sweat from his forehead. "She acted directly without permission, but obviously there must be the tacit approval of the director, otherwise she wouldn't be able to get in."
Mr. Mo was so angry that his beard was trembling: "How unreasonable! How unreasonable! Catch her, why don't you arrest her quickly!"
"The police have been called!" the assistant added, "but if there really is Princess Jing'an under Jing'an Palace..."
"It's a joke, this is impossible." Mr. Mo said flatly, "Princess Jing'an was quartered by five horses. It shows that the enemy's methods are extremely cruel. The enemy didn't even leave her whole body. How can she be buried under the Jing'an Palace? ”
Historical circles have been inferring where Princess Jing'an's body went. The most likely conclusion is that the enemy cut Princess Jing'an into five pieces
Mr. Mo snorted coldly: "If there is really Princess Jing'an's body under Jing'an Palace, I will apologize to her in public!"
Hearing this, the assistant couldn't help being surprised.
Mr. Mo was a noble man, and asking him to apologize was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
He could say this because he obviously concluded that Princess Jing'an's body could never be under the Jing'an Palace.
"Arrest Ye Banglan immediately!" Mr. Mo blew his beard and glared, "As for me, I want to see who dares to stop him!"
The assistant responded and hurried out to take action.
At the same time, Fengyuan City and the ruins of the Xiang Family Palace.
Because of Mr. Mo's intervention, the local police rushed over quickly to stop Ye's action to turn the tide.
A police officer stepped forward: "Miss Ye, you are suspected of destroying cultural relics. Please stop immediately, otherwise you will face jail!"
Ye turned a deaf ear, and dug hard at the last point.
"Miss Ye Banglan, please stop!" the police officer said sternly, "We don't want to-"
His words stopped abruptly.
Because as the ground shook, a broken body was slowly revealed. (End of chapter)