The official rank system in the early Qing Dynasty was very strict, unlike the chaos in official ranks in the middle and late Qing Dynasties. The official was responsible for the big things, and there were only a few people who could fit this official position. Everyone may have an impression. "Yao Qisheng"

Shi Lang, Cao Yin's Pearl, Jackie Chan, Li Guangdi, Zhou Peigong..."

No matter which one of them it is, Wushuang actually doesn't care. There are many big tombs in the world. The Manchus are in power and many high-ranking officials are their own people. Therefore, there are also many big Manchu tombs that can be found in the Northeast. But he

What I care about is who is this tomb robber, a high-ranking official who can own this string of court beads. I believe that the tomb is also very exquisitely built. Not to mention the mechanical arrows and crossbows in the emperor's tomb, it must be extremely dangerous, and ordinary people will enter it.

He narrowly escaped death, but this guy was able to escape unscathed, which shows that his ability is extraordinary. However, one thing is certain, he is not touching the Golden Colonel, because there are rules for touching the Golden Colonel, and you cannot bring out too many treasures. You must give them to future generations.

Keeping a few things is another way of respecting the owner of the tomb.

It was already midnight when we got home, and the second and third floors of the Man-Han banquet were still full of guests and diners.

"Xizi, where is your brother?" Wushuang called to Ma Yunxi who was not resting yet.

"He seems to be teaching Gege Kung Fu on the rooftop, right?"

"Nonsense, how can you practice Kungfu without sleeping in the middle of the night?" Wushuang got on the elevator and went straight to the top of the building.

Not to mention, on the rooftop of the building, Mei Xi was squatting and walking in a sensible manner. Ma Yundong could be regarded as a teacher. In the past few days, because of Wushuang's autism, he was frowned upon by this ****.

The torture was enough, and this time he wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge. This reckless man had a small stick in his hand, and he would hit Gege's thin calf whenever she was lazy.

"Hey? What are you doing? Do you understand the rules? She is the master, how can any slave beat the master?" Wushuang scolded.

"Oh, Master, you are back. Don't scold me. It was Gege who asked me to be polite."

Mei Xi turned back to Wushuang and said, "Brother-in-law, don't blame Brother Dongzi. As I said before, you can't become talented without fighting. I asked Brother Dongzi to fight. It's okay, it's okay, I can stand it."

"How many hours have you been riding?"

"It's two o'clock."

Wushuang waved his hand: "Okay, okay, you are a lady and a relative of the emperor. Why are you riding a horse and pretending to be a fool? Two hours is enough. Take a look at your thin arms and legs. Go back to sleep.

Well, I’m tired enough these past few days, so I’ll practice again tomorrow morning.”

Mei Xi yelled and ran downstairs.

"Dongzi, was there a seller at the antique shop yesterday? Did you leave his phone number?"

"Keep it, keep it. This guy said he still has some goods on hand and will contact me after a while. What's wrong, sir?"

"This guy doesn't follow the rules very well! In this way, you don't have to take the initiative to contact him. Just let the word out that no one in the industry is allowed to accept his goods anymore. Tell me when he calls you next time and take me to see him.

"After saying that, Wushuang also turned around and went back to rest.

Within a few days of the incident, Wu Shuang turned out to be a mastermind. After all the antique shops no longer dared to accept the goods from the mysterious seller, he had no choice but to contact Dongzi. He said he had good things and wanted to resell them at a low price, so he made an appointment with Dongzi at his home.

Meet at the teahouse.

At 10:30 in the morning, Wushuang took Ma Yundong and Boss Ma to this teahouse. The teahouse was not large in scale, and it was not located in an area frequented by wealthy people. At first glance, it was obvious that it was a place specializing in trading illegal goods.

Wushuang, wearing sunglasses and chewing gum, followed the two rough guys into the teahouse. A beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure led them into the private room.

The mysterious seller had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Ma Yundong coming in, he quickly stood up and shook hands with him. However, he immediately became alert when he saw two people following Ma Yundong.

"Boss Ma, who are these two?"

"These are all my friends. It's okay. I'm an insider. Come with me to hold my palms. Don't worry." Dongzi explained.

"Oh, I'm relieved, your friend. You also know that those in our business are all shady businesses, and we're afraid that we'll take advantage of others if we encounter trouble."

Wushuang pushed Ma Yundong and Boss Ma away, put the suitcase in his hand on the coffee table and opened it. Inside was a whole box of hundred-yuan bills.

"Here is one million, are you relieved now?"

"Haha...brother, look at what you said, it's all about money. So, since we are friends of Boss Ma, let's look at the goods first, and then we can negotiate the price if you like it." This man is very thin, and he is simply...

He was skinny and bones, and he was still fair. At a glance, he could tell that he was a sick man who often walked around in ancient tombs and that his yin energy had penetrated into his bone marrow and that he could not live long.

He clapped his hands, and a little **** sneaked in from outside the door holding a cardboard box. The cardboard box was very small. It was probably a package they found at random, and it could only hold the size of a small teacup.

Wushuang opened the cardboard box and found a luminous pearl inside.

"Turn off the lights, close the curtains, and let the three bosses take a good look," the thin man ordered.

There was darkness in the room. Wu held the luminous pearl in his hands and looked at it. It was indeed as bright as the legend. It was extremely smooth and seemed to bloom with infinite energy in the darkness. But the pearl was so cold that it froze his hands.

It was probably what was in the mouth of the dead body.

"Brother, I want the goods, but you have to tell me where it comes from." Wushuang did not return the luminous pearl to him, but put it directly into his pocket.

"Boss, isn't this against the rules? I'm sorry, it's a rule in the industry, don't ask where it comes from!" He rejected Wushuang's request. No one on this earth dared to say no to the leader!

Wushuang laughed twice and patted the one million on the coffee table. "Why don't you say it to me and to it? If you don't say it, I won't accept the bead."

The man was very alert. He knew from Wushuang's tone that he was not someone to be trifled with. This luminous pearl was priceless and could make him rich overnight. It could also cost him his life. Even if he didn't take action nearby in City A, he would have arrived.

You can still find good buyers in the south.

"Sorry boss, I'm afraid your price is not enough."

"Turn on the light!" Wushuang said.

It was bright in the middle of the room. Wushuang sat in front of the coffee table and took out his check folder, added another million-dollar check to him and handed it to him.

"Is that enough for you to tell the truth?"

"Boss, don't force me. I can't break the rules in the industry! It's not good for you or me to know where it comes from!" The thin man is very principled, but in fact he is afraid of causing death.

Wushuang smiled, tore off another million-dollar check and slapped it on the coffee table. "Is that enough?"

"I'm sorry, please return the Night Pearl to me. I won't sell it!" The thin man was very smart and didn't want to cause trouble.
Chapter completed!