Tie Zhenshan's eyes shone, and she stepped forward and raised her hands to Guanyin: "Then we have to move it, we have to be careful, and we have to find a big buyer."
King Jin lowered his eyes: "I'm afraid no one dares to buy it."
Tie Zhenshan said carelessly: "I'm afraid of being investigated by the government. That's okay. I'll put it in the village and make it a treasure passed down from generation to generation."
King Jin smiled gently, with a somewhat dazed look on his face: "This Guanyin has the face of Concubine Zhang, so it's not appropriate for you to make it a treasure passed down from the village."
After hearing this, Tie Zhenshan immediately turned her head to look at Guanyin's face carefully. After staring at it for a long time, she said in a daze: "It turns out that being a noble concubine has such benefits. Even a Bodhisattva can do it."
She had long heard that Concubine Zhang was favored in the harem, but she and she were separated by a huge chasm. She just thought of Concubine Zhang when she ran out of meat pies, and was very envious of Concubine Zhang, because Concubine Zhang must have wanted to eat as many as she wanted.
Now that she saw this priceless Jade Guanyin, Concubine Zhang's luxury and power suddenly came to her clearly, shocking her heart.
"Does Concubine Zhang dare to accept it?"
The King of Jin smiled and said, "The commander on the South Road of Guangxi had a dream. In the dream, the Bodhisattva instructed him to find a piece of beautiful jade. He also said that the nobles in the palace would have the appearance of the Dharmakaya, and a statue of him should be built in the palace for the benefit of the world.
Look up and pray."
This was originally meant to be respectful, but when it came from King Jin's mouth, it became a bit like a joke.
This is a joke.
Concubine Zhang is admired by everyone in the world, so who is his mother?
Lonely soul and resentful ghost?
Various fragments of the past flashed before his eyes, intertwined with reality, like an unreal dream.
An old palace maid knelt down in front of his young body and spoke intermittently.
"They brought people and medicine with them... They said it was a secret decree... This is what the emperor meant... Later, he died of a sudden illness..."
"who are they?"
"I only recognized one, the enshrinement officer in charge of access to the Forbidden Palace from Neidong Mensi... There are also some who don't look like internal servants..."
The Queen Mother was old and sick, Zhang Rui was promoted step by step, and the Pei family was forced to stay away from the court. After the Queen Mother passed away, Zhang Meiren became a noble concubine, and the various departments in the back provinces became Zhang Guifei's pocket.
The concubine Zhang who acted in disguise of the imperial edict, the prime minister Zhang, and the cowardly emperor who succeeded to the throne at a young age all appeared before the eyes of King Jin one by one.
They are high above, their faces are blurred, their bodies are sitting in the forbidden palace in Kyoto, but their souls are attached to this jade Guanyin, observing him silently.
And he looked back calmly.
Father and son are at odds with each other, brothers are at war with each other, wives and concubines are at war with each other, this is the imperial family.
The supreme status, the right to turn one's hands to make clouds and rain, is destined to be watered and supported with hot blood.
His expression was cold for a moment, but the emotion passed quickly and soon became calm.
Tie Zhenshan didn't notice his change, and still lingered on the Guanyin: "How about re-chiseling the face? There is a jade grinding machine in Ezhou, I grabbed it once, and it looked okay."
She looked at King Jin: "Is it difficult to change your face?"
"It's difficult." King Jin turned around and walked out of the packed cabin, took the slingshot from You Song's hand, filled a silver pill in his bag, pulled the slingshot full, and shot it at Jade Guanyin.
The silver pill hit the mountain root of Jade Guanyin, making a crisp sound. First, a gap opened in Jade Guanyin, and then the large gap spread out like a spider web, and the subtle cracking sound continued to sound deep in the Jade Guanyin.
Although the Jade Goddess of Mercy is still standing in the same place, with just a push of your hand, the Jade Mountain topples over and becomes fragments of varying sizes all over the ground.
Tie Zhenshan was dumbfounded. On the one hand, she felt that her money bag had been shattered along with Jade Guanyin. On the other hand, she felt that King Jin's heroic appearance while shooting the slingshot had also broken her heart.
While she was heartbroken for King Jin, everyone in Tanzhou City was also exhausted mentally and physically for King Jin.
Song Huiyue had briefly told Xie Zhou the whole story, and Xie Zhou's face quickly turned haggard under the dual stimulation of blood and Zhang Xutang.
Qin Niang, the courtesan's wife, asked him in a low voice: "Ba Ye, are you okay?"
Xie Zhou replied: "It's not gone yet."
The Song family is still under the hostage of the Zhang family, and may even be in a sea of fire.
And Song Qinghui, both in temperament and appearance, are all made from snow-white dough. If he hadn't gone to Dr. Gu...
Cats have their own catwalks, and dogs have their own dogwalks. There are countless filthy places in a city, breeding evil and darkness. Little Song Qinghui fell into them, and even if he found them, it would be too late.
Not daring to think too much, he stood up and said: "My father is in the city, and the top priority is to find Qinghui! Sister Yue, you stay here, and the servants will protect you with fists and kicks. The people here are all trustworthy people.
I'll rush to the dock."
After saying that, he immediately went back to the house and changed into Prince Jin's purple robe, wore a goldfish bag with him, and covered his eyebrows with a large soap-colored hat. At first glance, his figure was exactly the same as Prince Jin's.
Asking someone to bring him a recliner, he pretended that his life was hanging by a thread and wanted to go back to the city for treatment, and asked the guards to carry him and run away.
Didn't Zhang Xutang guard there and not allow anyone to pass by? Then he would scare Zhang Xutang first.
King Jin was not dead, he was still alive, and he still had a breath left. If Zhang Xutang wanted to intercept and kill him, he would catch him by surprise and kill Zhang Xutang, just in time to push the fire.
Fire is ruthless, others can die, even the noble Zhang Yanei can die.
There was no time to think of any plan to attack the enemy from the east or the west, and he didn't have the brains to solve the matter without bloodshed.
If he had time, he could raise his voice and make Zhang Xutang angry to death.
Just be quick now, the sooner the better!
Before leaving, he told Song Huiyue: "Don't leave the village."
After Song Huiyue nodded, he led his troops and headed straight for Zhang Xutang.
The sky gradually brightens, the morning light suddenly appears, and the clouds emerge.
Song Huiyue sat blankly on the stone bench in the yard, looking up at the dazzling morning light.
The golden light surged, as hot as gold in a furnace, dispelling the chill of the night and making her feel the warmth of returning to the world.
There is always endless pain and sin at night. The queen died in the middle of the night, and Song Qi was imprisoned in the middle of the night. On the way from Kyoto to Tanzhou, all the killings happened after nightfall.
Even Zhang Xutang's grand display was at night - in just one night, he committed countless sins.
The light is getting brighter and brighter, and Qin Niang, who is as bright as a rose, brings hot tea: "Madam, drink tea."
"Thank you." Song Huiyue stretched out her hand to take the teacup. Halfway through, she suddenly stood up and said "shhh" to Qin Niang.
The tea cup in Qin Niang's hand shook, and the cup and plate holder made a crisp collision sound, and then there were rustling sounds coming in one after another.
It was like the sound of ants crawling across dead leaves. Although it was very slight, it seemed particularly loud in the quiet villa.
Mixed in with this were the sounds of clothing clinging to the wall and the wooden door sliding down.
Qin Niang's hand holding the tea began to tremble. She could tell something was wrong from Song Huiyue's solemn expression. She didn't dare to move or say anything. She could only tremble physically and mentally.
"Go in the house," Song Huiyue pushed her gently, "someone broke in."
Qin Niang asked softly: "Who is it?"
"Zhang Xutang."
Except for Zhang Xutang, who was crazy and daring, no one else dared to cause trouble in Jinwang Villa.