Chapter 10: There is no end to the bitterness, and it is a pity to look back 2
"Lord Ming is too flattered."
Ren Mingbu repeatedly complimented and pleaded, and Wei Tanyi always repeated this sentence with a smile, with an ambiguous attitude.
Someone came to report this morning, saying that he had lost something. Ming Bujing didn't care at first. He only sent someone to check it, and then sorted out the files in the study. Unexpectedly, a lot of people reported the case one after another in the morning. They all said that they had lost something. He had to put down the chores in his hand and ask one by one.
Those who lost things are all rich people, worshiping the Guanyin statue. It is this Guanyin statue that has been stolen.
I really didn't expect anyone to steal these, but this question was quickly solved, because another report came, claiming that the Yanwang Mansion was also stolen.
The king of Yan is the eldest son of the emperor, from Luo Xianfei. His grandfather was a founding general before his death. His uncles also had more or less rights. In addition, his identity as the eldest son is indeed a person who can't afford to provoke. Ming Bujing had to call his subordinates to come to check.
The Yanwangfu also worships the Guanyin statue, but compared with ordinary people, the Guanyin statue here is much more expensive. According to Song E, the king of Yan himself, the jade Guanyin is an antiquity of Yue. At that time, the people of the Three Kingdoms sought the protection of the Bodhisattva one after another. The Guanyin statue was extremely popular for a while, and there were also many famous sculptors. Among them, an anonymous jade craftsman once carved a pair of pouring bottles of jade Guanyin, which was passed down as a masterpiece in later generations. The Jade Guanyin of the King of Yan Palace is one of them.
"I remember that the two jade Guanyin first appeared in the capital, one came to our Yan Wangfu, and the other seemed to have been bought by a young man. Oh, by the way, it seems to be the young man in Yongningfang.
Because of the words of the King of Yan, Ming Bujing sent someone to Yuezhai. Wei Tanyi admitted that another Yu Guanyin was indeed accepted by himself at that time, but when Chengliang of Dali Temple asked him to borrow the one at hand, he was rejected.
Ming Bujing is not a bully person. After listening to Liangqi's return, he went to Yuezhai in person, hoping that Wei Tanyi would help solve the case. Because in the last tragedy in Mr. Chen's house, the antique businessman showed extraordinary sharpness, he thought that maybe he could find something this time.
"Lord Ming, there is no need to say that catching the thief is a matter of the government. If the thief comes to the door, Wei should inform the adult himself, but there is nothing I can do to help with the capture." Wei Tanyi issued an ultimatum, denying the words of Mingbujing for nearly an hour.
"Don't say that, Mr. Wei. There is really no one in the capital who is better at identifying true and false. If you can get the help of Mr. Wei and check the antique transactions in the nearby market together, you will be able to catch thieves as soon as possible. How can you say that there is nothing you can do?" Mingbujing still doesn't give up. In his life, he rarely asks for help, but he doesn't want to plead with a junior, but he still can't get what he wants.
Wei Tanyi picked up the half-cool tea, took a sip, and said, "Lord Ming, everyone in the Dali Temple must have taken the salary of the court, but did not cut the case and specially came to disturb Wei Yi's business. Why is this?" Speaking of this, it is already a blame - the salary does not want to do anything.
I had no choice but to take someone away.
"Why didn't the master kick them out at the beginning and make good tea?" Si Si teased the parrot and asked.
"If you don't spend a penny, you dare to ask me to do things. It's too self-respectful." Wei Tanyi answered the question.
According to Wei Tanyi's idea, as long as he is willing to spend money and give dozens of taels of silver for his upcoming hard work, he is still willing to go to the East City and West City one by one to find whether there is any stolen bottles of jade Guanyin. However, after all, a clean official is a clean official. He can't think of this layer, so he can't see the silver. Why did he feel dizzy in the sun?
This mind does not understand the Mingbujing, but some people understand it. After listening to the story of the Mingbujing, Han Ruxu, who was waiting in Dali Temple, jumped his eyebrows and said, "It's simply a trouble-off people! The government is in charge of the people. Why should the people help him? Is it possible that the court should give him a salary? The voice is not small, and there are also selfish complaints.
"So let's say..." Only then did Ming Bujing understand the meaning of Wei Tanyi's words.
But where can I get extra money to invite him in Dali Temple? This made him worried.
"Lord Han, this case is very important at present. If it can't be solved, the king of Yan will definitely have complaints. Why don't we collect some money first and ask him to help catch the thief? After that, if the king of Yan has a reward, it can be filled. What do you think of Lord Han?
It's silver again! Han Ruxu was annoyed for a while. Why is he always short of money recently? In the final analysis, it was caused by breaking the jade Guanyin by himself... Yu Guanyin? Pour out the bottle of Jade Guanyin!
I suddenly remembered that what I broke that day was the other one of the stolen bottle of jade Guanyin in the mouth of Ming Bujing. Han Ruxu suddenly sweated coldly on his back. Wei Tanyi did not clearly say that one in his hand was broken. Did he intend to blackmail himself?
"Lord Han?" Ming Bujing couldn't help worrying when he saw that his face suddenly turned pale.
"Ah... It doesn't matter. The adult just said that he would collect money to ask him for help, but it's okay, but the subordinate really has no money left. Not long ago, I received a letter from my father who was injured and was in urgent need of medical treatment. The subordinate has sent all the money back..."
Ming Bujing frowned: "This is difficult to do..."
If you want to go back the 150 taels of silver... Han Ruqi quickly abandoned this idea, not to mention how much brain he has spent in order not to take this step. Now this pure bottle of Yu Guanyin is no longer a debt owed by him, but the key to whether he can keep his official position or even the head. If he comes to the door now, in the future Wei Tanyi said that the Guanyin seemed to have been broken recently, but he couldn't argue.
"Well, I'll think of another way. If I can raise some silver, I'd better invite him." Mingbu touched the official hat with distress.
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"How is it? Is there any way ahead?" In the dark corridor, a group of people bent down and raised their torches, walking towards the depths.
The headman stepped cautiously and checked the ground and the walls on both sides from time to time to make sure that there would be no mechanism. Don't make a sound!" He scolded with dissatisfaction.
This is a group of grave robbers. They found the entrance to the underground palace a few days ago and stepped into it today after being fully prepared. According to the usual practice, it must be the princes and generals who build the underground palace. All kinds of rare antiques are indispensable among the funeral objects. It is enough for them to eat happily for half a year to sell one in the market.
"There is a door in front of you. Stop!" The leader stopped the brothers who followed behind him.
The stone door is closed, and there is no switch nearby. It seems that it can't get in.
"How, can you open it?" Hey, there's no door that the beard can't open. Hurry up!" Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, beard, come here, and the others pay attention to the surroundings." Hey, okay."
In the narrow corridor, the thieves quickly changed their positions. Several raised torches to illuminate, and several were on guard against the outside. The bearded man checked carefully against the stone door.
"How to say beard? Can you open it?" The person who just took the lead urged.
The beard touched the edge of the stone door and sounded uncertain and said, "It's hard to say. I've checked it carefully. There is no mechanism. It's hard to say that the switch is not here."
"Aren't you? Then let's find it somewhere!" In a low voice! I'm afraid no one will know, right!" When we walked outside, we might be able to see something." Everyone, be careful not to get separated.
The tomb robbers who went back pushed and thuded, and they didn't know who stepped on what on the ground. The stone door suddenly opened with a bang, which scared several people at the door almost jumped back.
"It's open!" The men hurried back again, and the person who raised the torch stretched out the torch to shine. Inside the stone door were long steps that extended to the depths of darkness. Although most of the underground palace has a gloomy atmosphere, this one is unusually depressing. There is no bright lamp. It is more like hell than a mausoleum.
The leader meditated for a moment and took over a torch: "Let's go, buddy, I haven't broken into any places. I'm afraid of death and stay outside." He took the lead along the steps. The people in the back thought about it and dared to follow.
The steps were straight and long. I don't know how long it took to finally reach a spacious palace. Everyone groped and lit the candlesticks on the wall. There was slowly light in the palace, no longer so gloomy and horrible.
"What's the sound!" Suddenly, a man was shocked. The rest of the people have been frightened, and they are so scared by his shout that they can hardly hold the torch in their hands: "What? Where is the sound?"
The man who made a sound was dull in his eyes: "Yes! A very soft cry, listen to me!"
Everyone calmed down and identified carefully. Sure enough, there was a slight sob in the empty tomb, intermittent, twitching, as if there were endless grievances.
"It shouldn't be a female ghost!" One person asked trembling. The leader was about to scold him when the stone door behind him suddenly closed with a bang and trapped them in the middle. At this time, everyone panicked and rushed to the stone door like crazy. They couldn't wait to smash it. Unfortunately, the stone gate has been extremely solid for a hundred years. It can't be shaken by manpower. A group of grave robbers only listened to the sobs behind them, as if the female ghost had approached.
One of them couldn't help looking back to see what was going on, but his whole body was stiff at that moment, and the person nearby almost subconsciously turned his head. In this way, when everyone stopped to pry the door and turned around, I don't know who took the lead, and the heartbreaking screams resounded through the underground tomb.
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Confession, I forgot to update it again yesterday, and it's useless to make a memo. I'm really broken