Yuchi Gong looked at the pile of things in the hall, and then at the large and small children standing nearby, looking eagerly at him.
"That's it?"
Lihua nodded, Wu Xue wagged her tail, and the expressions of the cat and the cat were surprisingly the same. They both looked at him with big eyes, waiting for his reaction.
Yu Chigong felt funny and felt a little relieved. This was the first time the little thief relied on him.
Little does he know that Lihua regards him as a thief and asks him to solve the problem.
"What will happen to my concubine if I let her handle it?" Yuchi Gong approached the pile of things and asked while looking at them.
Lihua couldn't help but curse in her heart. She could handle it on her own, so why wait for him to come?
If she was outside the palace, she had a thousand ways to do it. The first safe way was to bury the thing and wait patiently for three to five years.
When the wind subsided, they dug them out again. Those who could change their appearance at that time had their faces changed, and those who couldn't were sent to distant places to be sold.
But this is not possible in the palace. Guarding so many things is just for fun. It is useless to give them away without seeing the light.
If you commit a crime one day and someone copies it out and you can't explain clearly, it will be even more likely that you will die.
So forget it, the evil big cat evil one is responsible for cleaning up the mess.
And the most important point is that Lihua feels that this pile of treasures is not simple. Wu Xue stole so many of them at once, just like Chinese cabbage. She always feels that there is a big problem with the source.
What if someone steals something belonging to a relative of the emperor? Isn’t it a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple? Thinking so, Lihua couldn’t say it, but said righteously: “I have to report it and hand it over, let’s let it go
You handle it!"
"Meow~" Wu Xue thought deeply and was taught a lesson by Lihua. The cat's brain was washed and she completely forgot that it was for Lihua to hold.
Yuchi looked at her respectfully, such an upright little thief was really rare.
He looked at the objects in front of him and asked in a different way: "So, what do you think I should do with it?"
Lihuatou shook her head like a rattle: "You are so wise and powerful, I will never dare to make decisions for you."
Wu Xue learned to shake her head and shake her fur.
Yuchi Gong took the time to look at the man and the cat, and his thoughts were dark. Wu Xue had just followed the little thief for a short time, and then he became useless.
One person and one cat together, they look like two little cowards.
Yuchi called respectfully: "Wuxue, come here."
Wu Xue walked over on all fours, and Lihua followed him without knowing why.
Yuchi Gong pointed at the pile of things: "Your eyesight needs to be further improved. This carving of an agate lady is just a copy of everyone's work, imitating others and making people laugh. The quality of the Hetian seed jade handle is acceptable, but it is a pity that the carving work is too good."
Xun…”
Lihua was eye-opening as she listened.
To her or the eyes of the world, these are all ordinary things, but in the eyes of monsters, they can always find flaws and faults.
Lihua has seen the evildoer's fault-finding.
Even if a certain item is made of fine materials and exquisite workmanship, in his eyes, it is dismissed because of imitation and piracy.
Lihua was dazzled by what she heard. As expected, the emperor had a great family, and any thing that could be regarded as a family heirloom among the people was treated as if it were broken.
In the end, Yuchi Gong picked and picked out only two or three items: "These few items are acceptable, and there is no need to look at the rest."
Wu Xue tilted her furry head, stepped forward, sniffed, scratched, raised her head and said "ouch" to show that she understood.
Lihua suddenly realized that her painting style was going in the wrong direction, and her mouth was faster than her brain: "Long live Lord, are you teaching Wu Xue which steals are good?"
She spent a lot of effort to teach the big cat well, and as soon as the monster came, she taught him to distinguish which ones were good and which ones were bad.
Isn't this the same as telling Wu Xue which ones are worth stealing in the future and which ones are not worth stealing?
Wu Xue also stared at the pear blossom and its master with round eyes, unable to tell who to listen to for a moment.
Yuchi Gong glanced at Lihua and snorted coldly: "I just can't bear to see Wu Xue abandoning his fur and going through so much trouble to get back such a vulgar thing with no future."
"Oh..." Li Huaran said, it turned out that she disliked Wu Xue's poor taste.
Yuchi glanced at her respectfully, knowing that she was slandering him, but said: "These items were either raped or stolen, so Wu Xue can barely be considered a meritorious service."
Lihua was shocked: "What? Are these things stolen?"
"Yes, and no." Yu Chigong replied, without explaining in detail, but first asked Wu Xue: "Did you collect these objects from the same place?"
Wu Xue responded with an "aww" sound, confirming Yuchi Gong's guess.
Lihua was startled. She had never thought about these problems before. After all, there were so many treasures at once, and it was impossible for ordinary people to have them.
To take a step back, a family with so many treasures would never sit idly by without seeing so many things at the same time.
As for Wu Xue, a big cat, no matter how talented he is, he cannot catch all these things in one day.
If these things come from the same place, then Wu Xue is too bold to collect them in one place or on several consecutive days.
Did those who were robbed just leave it alone?
If Mr. Biao in Beijing heard this, he would be furious to death.
Why didn't he care? He didn't know that thieves in the capital were so bold, so arrogant and so confident that they would steal for several days in a row.
And like a dog, it can follow the place where it is hidden. It doesn't matter how tightly it is hidden, or even if it is moved.
The most frustrating thing is that he went out personally but the boat capsized, leading so many people for two nights in a row and not even catching a single thief.
No, I caught a bunch of thieves' hair, but I have a ball for it.
No one knew the hair, and no one knew what animal it was from, so there was no way to find it.
And the most annoying thing is that it rained heavily last night and all the footprints were washed away. Master Biao couldn't confirm whether someone had trained a pet to steal it.
At this moment, Master Biao was wandering around the yard with the poking hair, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became: "Dig a few more holes here, yes, and set up more traps. Keep them tonight so that he can't fly!"
A thin man digging a hole asked: "Master Biao, what should I do if the thief doesn't come tonight?"
Master Biao suddenly became angry: "Shut up, I. If he doesn't come, jump into the pit and bury yourself!"
The thin man muttered in a low voice, what he said was true. How could there be such a stupid thief?
Master Biao actually murmured in his heart, if the thief didn't come, they would be doomed. How could they explain to Mr. Yin?
He held the poked hair tightly. It was evidence of crime and could not be thrown away.
Master Biao thought anxiously. He thought over and over again and asked unconfidently: "You said, if the thief doesn't come, when Mr. Yin arrives, we tell him that all the treasures were stolen by this tuft of hair, he will
Don’t believe it?”
Everyone shook their heads in unison, not optimistic.
Who believes it?
It was a very difficult journey for them, and the risk of transporting so many treasures was very high, and neither the black nor the white would be allowed to know.
Afraid of being coveted by others, they specially put the treasure in rice bran to transport it to prevent it from breaking and to hide it from others.
At that time, Mr. Yin also praised the method as good and felt relieved to leave it to them.
As a result, the ship capsized not long after arriving in the capital, so still:
"The people in the capital are sinister, and we're afraid we've been targeted for a long time."