[King Shen] Please enter the urn

After eating and drinking, the three of them went to Zhang's mansion together.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Shen Lang realized that something was wrong.

The red lacquered gate of the Zhang residence was heavily guarded three days ago, but now the gate is wide open, allowing anyone to come in and out.

Shen Lang entered through the door, and what he saw was a messy and bleak scene.

The doors of all the courtyards and attics were suddenly opened, and the houses were as empty as snow caves.

The red sandalwood tables and chairs, jade ornaments, and silk gauze curtains were all swept away, and even a pair of gilded and silver-studded magpie boarded the branches and window edges, the gold and silver on the surface were scraped off by life, and it became incomplete. .

The ground was in a mess, scattered with torn brocade, broken porcelain pieces and torn bead curtains.

In the courtyard, the fallen red leaves that had been destroyed by the night rain were scattered all over the floor without being cleaned.

Even the two mighty stone lions at the door were absent, showing a slight hint of decadence.

The three of Shen Lang checked several courtyards non-stop, including the Qinyuan where Chu Qiuci lived, all of which were looted and dilapidated.

The bleak autumn wind rolled up the dead leaves and swayed them down.

Shen Lang spread out his right hand, allowing the withered, yellow and brittle phoenix leaf to flutter into the palm of his hand.

I remembered that three days ago, there was a lot of traffic in front of Zhang's mansion, and there was a crowd of people.Inside the blue tiles and white walls, the brilliant lights reflected the water-like feast, almost turning the sky red.

Now the dead leaves are swaggering and desolate.

A mansion of a wealthy man fell to this point overnight.

Shen Lang couldn't help sighing.

He read a sentence slowly: "Seeing him get up from Zhulou, seeing him entertaining guests, seeing his building collapse."

"There is no permanent thing, no permanent thing, no permanent person. After decades, it will be nothing more than a handful of loess."

On the side, Zhao Bishu, who had been paying attention to Shen Lang, said with a coquettish smile, "You're not right."

Shen Lang said: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Bishu said: "Nothing is permanent, nothing is wrong."

She blinked her eyes, her charming eyes hooked on Shen Lang like a hook.

"I'll just say one thing."

"People have to eat every day, as long as they live a day, they have to eat three meals. Isn't this a constant thing?"

Hearing such innocent rebuttals, Shen Lang smiled.

He said: "It's a pity that the world is unpredictable. If there is a locust plague and famine, the victims will be miserable. It is a luxury to have a meal for more than ten days."

Zhao Bishu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then snorted softly and said, "That thing is nothing and nothing is wrong."

She pointed to the sky and said: "The sun and the moon hang high forever and never change. Isn't this a permanent thing?"

Shen Lang said: "It's a pity that the sun will eclipse the sun, and the moon will wax and wane."

Zhao Bisuo thought for a while, stomped her feet resentfully, gritted her teeth, and said, "You're right about the first two, but you must be right about people without constants!"

"Just like myself, as long as I like someone, I will never change!"

When she said this, she looked straight at Shen Lang with her beautiful eyes, and there was a gentleness like water in the sparkling eyes.

Shen Lang has seen this kind of gaze many times, from the eyes of Zhu Qiqi, Bai Feifei, Ranxiang and many other women... Fierce admiration can melt even the staunchest woman into honey water.

As long as he saw this gaze, with Shen Lang's keen intelligence, he could immediately understand what Zhao Bishu was thinking.

However, he was out of his mind just before that.

People's hearts are changeable-"No one is permanent" should be the most reasonable one.

But Shen Lang suddenly thought of a person.

A man with a thousand faces and a heart.

He is like a bronze mirror covered with hoarfrost, and you can never see the reflection clearly.

It is also like a pool of green pool surrounded by mist, you can never tell the depth of it.

He should have been the most volatile and unpredictable person Shen Lang had ever seen.

But Shen Lang felt that he was the one who would not change the most.

He is the wayward child, he is the ruthless hero, he is the cruel killer, and he is the shy son who would blush when a woman stares at him...

How do you want Wang Lianhua, who has thousands of faces, to change?

Shen Lang smiled slightly, no matter how he changed, he seemed to be able to recognize him in the vast crowd and all living beings.

It wasn't that Prince Wang's disguise was not clever enough, nor was it that Shen Lang was too clever.

Maybe it's because they know each other so well.

Just like what Wang Lianhua said to him when he was in Happy Forest——

"When it's just you and me, I'm your brother, your friend... Maybe sometimes your enemy."

Whether it's a brother, a friend, or an enemy, aren't they the ones who know themselves best?

Thinking of this, Shen Lang smiled heartily.

He said to Zhao Bishu: "What I just said below is indeed biased. I am afraid that some people will be the same all their lives."

Zhao Bisuo, who boldly revealed his heart, has been anxiously waiting for Shen Lang's response.

I didn't expect to get such an answer after waiting.

She carefully looked at Shen Lang's face.

The eyebrows and eyes are curved, so beautiful, like a bonfire lit in the middle of winter and snowy night, with a bright and warm feeling.

Zhao Bisu suddenly felt a little jealous.

Because she knew that she was not the one who made Shen Lang smile like this.

Zhao Bishu's gaze, which was soft like honey water just now, condensed into ice slag in an instant, and she said coldly, "Don't you think it's rude to think of other women when you're talking to a girl?"

Shen Lang was slightly taken aback, and suddenly laughed more heartily.

"Sorry, I was distracted."

"I'm thinking of a man, though."

This time it was Zhao Bishu's turn to be stunned.

She half-believingly said: "It's just a man?"

Shen Lang thought for a while and said, "Hmm... an interesting man?"

Zhao Bisuo was about to continue questioning, when suddenly many people in servant clothes came out of the backyard carrying bottles and tables, and happened to bump into the three of Shen Lang.

They tiptoed around, describing it as sneaky, and they were very surprised to see Shen Lang and the others, showing a panicked look, and some timid people turned their heads and ran away.

Yin Qing frowned slightly, performed lightness kung fu, and flipped in the air.The clean and neat figure fell in front of the fleeing person like a whirlwind.

The man was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he was about to kneel firmly on the ground.

Yin Qing grabbed his skirt and picked him up whole.

He loudly reprimanded: "What a group of daring thieves, dare to loot Zhang's mansion in broad daylight!"

The man was pulled by Yin Qing so that he couldn't touch the ground, his neck was hung on his collar, and he was almost strangled until he rolled his eyes.

While struggling with all his strength, he loudly argued: "I, I am not a thief! I am, I am a servant of the Zhang family!"

Yin Qing snorted coldly and said: "If you are a servant, what are you carrying in your arms? Where are you going to move these things?"

The man held a set of brilliantly glazed porcelain, his face flushed for a while, and he was speechless for a long time.

Zhao Bisuo, who hadn't figured out what Shen Lang was thinking, was secretly angry. She looked at the man and said with a casual smile: "Brother, let him go, everyone has something to hide, since he doesn't want to say it, don't force him to say it." .”

The person caught by Yin Qing cast a grateful glance at Zhao Bishu, feeling that this girl is not only as beautiful as a fairy, but also as beautiful as a Bodhisattva in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Bishu went on to say: "Anyway, the stolen goods have been taken together. Whether it is a real robber or a traitor slave who stole the master's property, they all end up with one knife, and they are not wronged."

"Those secrets that you don't want to tell, let them take them to Jiuquan."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Bishu was in that person's heart, and immediately changed from a fairy in the nine heavens to an evil ghost in hell.

His face was pale, trembling all over, and a strange smell suddenly filled the air.

Yin Qing wrinkled his nose and threw him on the ground.

A mass of dark water stains quickly wet the person's crotch.

All the other people who had their belongings in their arms were overwhelmed by Zhao Bishu's words, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

One of the eloquent servants said loudly: "The hero sees clearly, we are really not robbers or traitorous slaves!"

"Master died early, and Madam was buried yesterday. Without the owner, this mansion is like losing its backbone. When I got up early this morning, even the oldest housekeeper in the mansion, Zhang Steward, disappeared without a trace... Mr. When the tree fell, our group of hozents had to disperse too."

"Thinking that I have worked hard in Zhang's house for more than ten years, there is no credit but hard work. This year's wages have not been paid. If we leave empty-handed, how will we support our family in the future? So, everyone discussed and moved some belongings. Come out to sell, and more or less scrape together some money to support the family."

Yin Qing sneered and said: "Speaking so pitifully, do you want to fool my fledgling young bird?"

"The Zhang Mansion has been in business for generations, controlling the commercial route from Qingzhou to Heyuan. There are countless gold, silver and jewels piled up in the treasury. If it is true as you said, the entire Zhang Mansion is unmanaged, and you hozens can't pry it open." Kusuo, have you divided up all the money?"

The servant who spoke said with a bitter face: "To tell you the truth, we did have such nasty thoughts. It was agreed that everyone will have a share, and work together to pry open the door lock of the treasury."

"I thought that once the money in the treasury was distributed, I would go far away and have nothing to worry about for the rest of my life. Unexpectedly, the treasury was empty, not even a mouse!"

Yin Qing was surprised when he heard the words: "How could it be? Where did the Zhang family's millions go?"

The man touched a pair of Lianzhu vases in his bosom, and sighed repeatedly: "If the villain knew, he wouldn't be struggling to carry some porcelain plates and vases here."

During the entire conversation, Yin Qing has been silently observing the other party's demeanor and movements.

Frustrated, regretful, angry, and a little bit trembling... It's completely the attitude of a greedy villain who missed a huge amount of wealth.

Therefore, Yin Qing already believed what the other party said.

Frowning deeply, he expected that the things he came to pick up might be placed in a place like the warehouse where precious items are stored.

Asking those questions was also because I was afraid that this group of servants who were open to money would empty the treasury and take away the items that Chu Qiuci wanted to give to the master.

However, the result of the question made things even more confusing.

Who took the property in the treasury?Does it contain the purpose of his trip?

More importantly, did the mysterious figure who emptied the treasury come for money?Or did they come here for what Master wanted?

Before he could figure it out, Shen Lang asked the servant: "Little brother, when was the last time you saw the property in the treasury? From that time to the time when you opened the lock of the treasury door, Is there any suspicious person appearing in the Zhang residence?"

The servant thought for a while, and said: "The last time the villain saw the property in the treasury was at noon yesterday."

"The head of Zhang's family came to attend his wife's funeral the day before yesterday. Since the old man passed away, he has been thinking about the wealth of the Zhang family. When his wife was there, he and his respondent dared not even fart. , once this lady dies, all kinds of monsters and ghosts will come out..."

Shen Lang coughed lightly.

The servant shuddered and brought back the long-lost topic.

"The old man told Steward Zhang that he wanted to select a young heir from the master's close branch to inherit the property of the master. Therefore, Steward Zhang took the villain and others together to investigate the property left by the master and his wife yesterday, and planned to take charge of it under the young master's heir. When it’s Zhang’s time, it’s better to hand over the accounts.”

"The few of us searched from Chenshi to Weishi. When we came out, I saw Steward Zhang locked up with my own eyes."

"From yesterday to this morning, before Butler Zhang disappeared, the Zhang residence was as usual, and no suspicious person was seen."

"And the entire treasury is going to be emptied, so no one notices such a big movement..."

Speaking of this, the servant slapped his forehead fiercely, and shouted: "It must be him! It must be Steward Zhang! Only he has the key to the treasury, and he can easily call the night watchman!"

After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth and spat hard on the ground: "Black-hearted old ghost, thanks to the master and wife who trusted him so much in life! Before the wife's bones were cold, he ran away with a roll of money! Bah, a traitorous slave with no conscience !"

Yin Qing felt that this guess was very reasonable. He nodded, glanced sharply at the people kneeling on the ground, and said loudly: "Does anyone know where Steward Zhang has gone?"

"If anyone can give a clue, I will be very grateful."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one responded.

In the silence, Zhao Bisuo laughed again.

That laughter was as melodious as the wind chimes hanging in front of the window, but after witnessing her ferocity of killing someone with a single word, the people kneeling on the ground trembled with fear as if they had heard the summoning bell from the Temple of Yama.

She whistled once, and there was a high-pitched hiss in the distance.

Accompanied by the sound of trampling hooves, the two steeds left outside the door galloped to Zhao Bisu's side with great spirituality.

She gently stroked the straight mane, and said to the servants: "What do you think of these two horses?"

Everyone didn't understand the meaning of Zhao Bisuo's words, and they were afraid that something wrong would anger the devil, so they could only follow her words and praise her.

"Very handsome!" "Comparable to a red rabbit!" "I have never seen a more majestic horse than this one!"

Simply praise these two horses as unparalleled in the sky and unparalleled in the earth.

Seemingly satisfied with everyone's answers, Zhao Bishu showed a gentle smile on his face.

Everyone's hearts hanging in their throats dropped slightly.

However, Zhao Bisuo's subsequent words made everyone's hearts sink to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

Zhao Bishu said: "In ancient times, there was the punishment of quartering the body by five horses."

"Although I only have two horses here, according to what you said, the effect of dismembering the corpses of them will not be much worse than that of five horses, right?"

With her head held high, she looked at the crowd begging for mercy as if she were looking at a group of ants.

With an innocent and joyful gleam in her eyes, she smiled and said, "If you don't tell me, I'll let you come up next to each other."

"One leg is tied to my 'Qiaoqiao' body, and the other leg is tied to the brother's 'Jackdaw' body, and then I will ask you to close your eyes and count to five."

"Maybe when you've just counted one, or when you've counted five... Anyway, depending on my mood... two whips on the horse's ass."

"What will happen next is self-evident, right?"

Before the words fell, everyone was paralyzed from fright.

They banged their heads and wailed bitterly: "Girl, let us go! We really don't know!"

Seeing this scene, Shen Lang frowned, and he took a step forward, trying to stop Zhao Bisuo from continuing to threaten, but was stopped by Yin Qing.

Yin Qing said: "Don't worry, Junior Sister is just trying to frighten them, she won't be serious."

Although Yin Qing patted his chest to assure him, Shen Lang still had something wrong.

Because he felt that Zhao Bishu's laughter was extremely joyful, like an ignorant child tearing off a butterfly's wings and watching it wriggling in the soil with such joy, exuding a kind of cruel innocence from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, one of the servants who kowtowed to death pointed at the door and shouted: "Steward Zhang!"

The three looked back.

"Snow" suddenly fell in the sky, and the white snow fell, covering the three people's bodies and heads.

Zhao Bisuo stretched out a handful in surprise, and spread it out to have a look.

"This is... paper money?"