Chapter 52

Qin Hongmian had a fiery temper and could not stand the condescending tone of others, even if they were right, she would still feel repulsed. What kind of person was this, just because they had greater abilities and helped her, if she repaid this favor, she would make them regret it.

Thinking this, Qin Hongmian forgot that she didn't even know who the person was.

"Master, what that person said isn't wrong. They didn't say we can't use hidden weapons, just not to use them recklessly against those experts. Besides, we still have the plum blossom needles, right?"

"You talk too much, go back!"

"Oh!"

In fact, Qin Hongmian also knew this truth. Today's battle made her realize many things. Facing an expert like Murong Fu, those hidden weapons were almost useless and could even provoke his anger. If not for the hidden weapons, considering the two women, Murong Fu wouldn't have the heart to deal a fatal blow. She understood this in her heart, but she couldn't stand the tone of the person, as if he were her father.

"Master, when are we leaving Suzhou? I bet that Wang family's wench will send people to look for us!"

"Leaving Suzhou? Who said we're leaving? We're not leaving. He told us to leave, but I won't. I want to see what that Wang family's wench can do to us!"

"..."

Mu Wanqing couldn't say a word. That scoundrel was well-intentioned but did more harm than good. Master was a person who preferred softness over hardness. If she said a few soft words, it might work, but now, Master seemed to be determined.

When they left Man Tuo Mountain Villa, it was already the third watch of the night. Murong Fu didn't return to his residence but went downstream to Ting Xiang Xie. At this time, Azhu was already asleep, but upon hearing Murong Fu's arrival, she hurriedly got up.

In the living room, Azhu served tea and, after a few glances, noticed that her young master's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. She asked softly, "Young Master, is something wrong?"

"Yes, go and send a message to have Brother Deng and the others come here!"

"Okay!"

Not long after Azhu left, a series of sharp whistles sounded outside Ting Xiang Xie. The sound was like an old cat crying at night, very eerie.

The next day, Deng Bai Chuan, Gong Ye Gan, Bao Bu Tong, and Feng Bo E, the four major retainers, hurriedly arrived at Yanzi Wu. As for what they discussed, it was nothing more than how to deal with Qiao Feng.

At dawn, Zhao You Gong went to Meili Town with over a dozen soldiers. As for the trickery to make Qiao Feng take the blame, he had no choice. His master only taught him Shaolin martial arts, and the only non-Shaolin skill was the Dragon Seizing Skill. Of course, the original Nine Yang Divine Skill was unknown to anyone, and the problem was that Zhao You Gong hadn't mastered it yet. Sigh, pray to the heavens, don't let anything bad happen. However, Qiao Feng's skills were also high, so he shouldn't end up humiliated by Murong Fu.

His thoughts turned quickly, and soon Zhao You Gong began to complain. If he had to blame someone, it would be the person who kidnapped Wang Yuyan. What was this, doing it so quietly? Could it be that Duan Yu had come out of seclusion early and was enjoying himself with the goddess? Apart from Duan Yu, Zhao You Gong couldn't think of anyone else. Others who took Wang Yuyan must have had some ulterior motive, but Duan Yu, that silly boy, just wanted the person.

The sun was bright, and the city of Suzhou was filled with a thick mist. A few faint fragrances wafted in the air, making one willing to be intoxicated by them.

When they arrived at Meili Town, Zhu Mian was already directing the work. The cemetery was filled with the sound of digging, and the ground was covered with dirt. Several graves had already been dug up, and the bodies were placed in coffins. This time, Zhu Mian was somewhat conscientious. If he had just gone through the motions, Chai Keyan would have been helpless. However, this was also Zhu Mian's wisdom. He was born into a poor family and knew little, but his vision was far-reaching. Chai Keyan wasn't scary now, but what if she became a princess? Then it would be easy to deal with Zhu Mian.

Seeing Zhao You Gong come, Zhu Mian greeted him with a smile. The weather was a bit hot, so he opened his fan and fanned Zhao You Gong. "Prince, you came early!"

"Mr. Zhu, you're joking. Could I not come early? Has the treasure been dug up?"

"Some have been dug up, but they're not important. The most important is the tomb of the Southern Liang King Xiao Da Wang!"

"The tomb of the Southern Liang King is here?"

"Hehe, of course. If it weren't for this tomb, why would I offend the Xiao family?"

Zhao You Gong's surprise was unimaginable. According to his knowledge, the Southern Liang King was the title of the first Liang Emperor, Emperor Wu of Liang, Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan died in Moli (now Nanjing), so how could his tomb be in Suzhou? But he just thought about it in his heart. Since Zhu Mian said so, he believed it and quickly urged, "Then what are we waiting for? Dig quickly! I've heard that the Southern Liang King has many treasures!"

Zhu Mian thought this bastard prince would ask why the Southern Liang King's tomb was here, but he was only interested in the treasures. Fine, no need to show off to this prince. This prince doesn't understand how amazing it is for the Southern Liang King's tomb to be in Suzhou.

In fact, Zhu Mian learned about the Southern Liang King's tomb by chance. He found a handwritten note that recorded Xiao Yan's instructions to his descendants to find a feng shui treasure site, which was near Suzhou in Nanniwa. Times changed, and Nanniwa no longer existed, but Zhu Mian, with his incredible perseverance, finally found that Nanniwa was today's Meili Town. Without much thought, he sent his tomb-raiding team, and they indeed found a treasure site.

Just after the ninth hour, the treasure site Zhu Mian mentioned was dug up. To be precise, it wasn't a tomb but what later generations called a dragon's eye, with a dragon on one side protecting the descendants. In the underground space, there were eight pillars, all made of gold. The walls were piled with many gold and silver vessels, arranged in a certain pattern, which must have some meaning. Zhu Mian didn't care about that and immediately ordered his men to dig up the entire tomb and move the gold pillars and treasures.

Among all the tombs Zhu Mian had dug, this empty tomb was the most surprising. His eyes sparkled, and he was already thinking about how Emperor Zhao Ji would reward him. Zhao You Gong was even worse, hugging a gold pillar and refusing to let go, muttering, "This is mine, hahaha, this is mine!"

Zhu Mian frowned, wanting to say, "This all belongs to the Emperor," but seeing Zhao You Gong's obsession, he didn't bother.

Zhu Mian's indifference was better. Zhao You Gong had already made up his mind to get a share. This wasn't a tomb but a small treasure trove. It was said that when you meet, you split half. With so much gold and silver, if he didn't take some, it would be a waste of Emperor Zhao Ji's years of care. The gold and silver vessels were hard to move, but the gold pillars were possible. Zhu Mian couldn't take them to Tokyo, so the only way was to melt the gold pillars into ingots.

Hehe, Zhu Mian was truly a lucky star. He should work hard. When it was time to transport the gold ingots, Zhao You Gong would also be a bandit. After all, if others could seize the birthday tribute, he could also seize the stone tribute.

Zhao You Gong's mouth was full of drool, and Zhu Mian had to persuade him for a long time before the greedy little prince left unhappily.

As Zhao You Gong thought, Zhu Mian was straightforward and sent craftsmen to Meili Town that night, and surrounded the town with a large force.

The Xiao family didn't expect such treasures in the tomb. Even if they wanted to resist, it was impossible.

A few days later, Suzhou was still the same. However, an interesting event occurred. It was rumored that the new leader of the Beggar Gang had kidnapped the Wang family's young lady. Li Qingluo even led people to the Suzhou government office to file a complaint, demanding that the authorities arrest Qiao Feng. For this, Zhao You Gong could only silently apologize and do nothing.

There was no need to keep a close eye on Meili Town. Compared to that, Zhu Mian was more worried about the little prince. After lunch, he accompanied Zhao You Gong to Hanshan Temple.

The temple bells rang, and the chanting echoed. The compassionate place of Buddhism could dispel the anger in one's heart. Many people might want to devote themselves to Buddha and be good, but Zhao You Gong didn't want to. Anger had become the only motivation for him to live.

In the evening, the two returned to Tongle Garden, only to find someone waiting in the living room.

It was a woman, dusty and weary, tall and graceful, with a beautiful face. Her eyes were filled with a thick mist. She was dressed as a man, but her femininity couldn't be hidden. Her throat moved, as if she wanted to say something, but when the words reached her lips, nothing came out.

Seeing her, Zhao You Gong felt a warmth in his heart. This woman was his, and she had a beautiful name—Su Ying Nuo.

There were so many things he wanted to say, and he wanted to hold her and never let go. If he needed a shoulder to cry on, it would be Su Ying Nuo's. His Su Jie was becoming more beautiful, more beautiful than any fairy, more beautiful than everything. Seeing her, all the bitterness in his heart disappeared.

But, he couldn't show his joy, because Zhu Mian, who was standing next to him, was sharp-witted.

"You, why are you here?" His tone was cold, with a hint of disgust.

Su Ying Nuo didn't understand why the little prince hated her so much. Was it because of all the advice and discipline? Hearing those five words without any joy, her heart trembled. Why had that innocent and cute little boy turned into such a cold-blooded person?

For half a month, Su Ying Nuo had traveled hundreds of miles to find the little prince. She climbed the Mang Mountain and went to the destroyed mountain stronghold. She was afraid, so afraid that the little prince had died and couldn't return home. So she spent all her money to hire a group of farmers to search the mountain, but found nothing. Those days, she bruised her legs and cut her arms, but she didn't give up.

After leaving the Mang Mountain, she heard that the little prince had gone to Suzhou. She was overjoyed and even knelt down to thank the heavens for their kindness. With a grateful heart, she came to Suzhou.

Finally, they met. She didn't ask for comfort, just a smile would be enough.

But, why such cold words?

The words were like knives, like the cold wind of winter. Zhao You Gong waved his sleeve and left. He didn't dare to stay longer, for fear that he would lose control and hug Su Ying Nuo.