The running around in the past few days had already made Lu Hanjiang exhausted. He finally fell into a comfortable sleep. He woke up naturally as soon as he dreamed. When he opened his eyes, Huangfu Xiaoyuan was already waiting beside him.
If an ordinary person were to see such a beauty when they woke up, they would naturally feel happy, but obviously Lu Hanjiang was not among them. He pulled the quilt over his head, turned over and planned to take a nap, and asked by the way: "
Aren't you sleepy?"
Huangfu Xiaoyuan said calmly: "Sir, Deputy Bian Guang Qianhu is here."
"..."
The silence lasted for a long time, and then a demon-like roar came from the quilt. Lu Hanjiang got up with his messy hair, took Huangfu Xiaoyuan and brought him some water, but refused to ask her to serve him.
Lu Hanjiang asked Huangfu Xiaoyuan to call Bian Guang in, while he washed himself and asked, "What's going on with the Ge family?"
"Back to your lord, the relevant people have all been captured, and all the objects in the machine array have been counted, but..." At the end of the sentence, Bian Guang hesitated.
Lu Hanjiang glanced at him and said, "Just tell me if you have anything."
"Yes," Bian Guang was agitated and said with some embarrassment: "Under the center of the mechanism formation, there is a large mechanism artifact buried, but my eyesight is poor and I can't recognize what it is."
Finally hearing what he wanted to hear, Lu Hanjiang was very satisfied. He immediately packed up his belongings and took Huangfu Xiaoyuan and Bian Guang to the Ge family to organize the formation.
All the way to the center, all the corpses left yesterday were cleared away. Except for Xi Qiu, who was named by Lu Hanjiang and given special care and found a cemetery to bury them, everyone else was thrown into a mass grave.
It is worth mentioning that Huangfu Xiaoyuan did not kill Yao Yuzhi yesterday, but only taught him a lesson. However, he is not having a good time now. He appeared at the murder scene of the Ge family for no reason, so he was directly arrested and thrown into prison by Jin Yiwei.
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Since Lu Hanjiang and his entourage came in secret, and the affairs of the Xiaoyao Sect were very secretive, the case was clearly made to be murder.
However, along the way, Lu Hanjiang heard many other stories, the most common of which was that the Ge family had incurred the wrath of heaven and was punished by meteors from outside the sky.
Where did this rumor come from? Lu Hanjiang figured it out after just a moment's thought. In today's world, the theory of telepathy from heaven and man is very popular, and this so-called meteor is not nonsense. As long as he kicked the big iron ball away yesterday,
, if you think about it backwards, isn’t that a shooting star?
So, don't underestimate the imagination of the people - well, that's a bit far-fetched.
Yesterday, Jinyiwei dug up the secret room under the machine formation overnight, revealing this huge machine creation that no one knew how to comment on.
Lu Hanjiang raised his head and took a look, my dear, isn't this an enlarged version of the mechanism monster he dismantled yesterday? Compared with the one yesterday, this monster has two more arms, and the attack equipment installed on it looks also
Even more terrifying.
The mechanism technique really brought him infinite novelty. Lu Hanjiang walked around it and looked at it. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
Seeing this, Bian Guang came forward to please him and said, "If you like it, sir, why don't you ask the brothers to transport it back to the capital?"
"Bian Guang, are you crazy?"
Lu Hanjiang glanced at him speechlessly and said, "What do you want to do if you transport such a thing back to the capital? Attack the imperial city?"
"I made a mistake in my humble position! My lord, please forgive me!" Bian Guang broke into a cold sweat and excused himself again and again.
Weapons control in the capital is extremely strict. You can't even bring a longer sword without reporting it. What's more, transporting this huge machine monster with siege weapons all over its body back to the capital, what kind of performance art is this?
, seeking death is not such a way to die...
"Let's keep it here for the time being. Jin Yiwei will come forward to take this house into the public domain and arrange for manpower to guard it. Don't let these things flow into the rivers and lakes."
Lu Hanjiang thought for a while, but still did not dismantle it and take it back for study. After all, Master Yan was dead, and there was probably no other mechanical master in the world who could make such a powerful thing. If it were to be dismantled, it would not be possible to put it back together.
, then wouldn’t he have made a big loss?
Yesterday, Jinyiwei still found several boxes of books. There were many manuscripts of Yanshi and the legacy of other mechanical masters in history. Lu Hanjiang decided to start with theoretical research and wait until he could make a fake mechanical doll.
, let’s try this mechanism monster again.
"Let this matter be left to Yan Qianhu to handle. Bian Guang, you go back to Beijing first and report back to Lord Meng."
"I humble my position and take orders."
After sending Bian Guang away, Lu Hanjiang picked up a manual on machine skills and took a handful of the gold and silver treasures. Yan Feng lowered his head and pretended not to see it. Later, he asked the official Wei who recorded the matter to correct it.
Just change the numbers.
Then Lu Hanjiang ordered Yan Feng to pack the others and send them back to the capital, then led Huangfu Xiaoyuan and left in a low profile.
After leaving Ge's house and coming to the street, Huangfu Xiaoyuan saw that this was not the way to the inn, so she whispered: "Master, aren't we going back to Beijing?"
Because they were outside, the two of them called each other according to their originally assigned identities.
Lu Hanjiang took a breath of hot breath and said, "Don't worry, I'll wait until I go find an old friend."
"Young master, do you have any old friends in Yingtian Mansion?" Huangfu Xiaoyuan was stunned.
"That's natural. When I came back to Yingtian Mansion last time, I happened to meet a good friend."
Lu Hanjiang's words were so confusing that Huangfu Xiaoyuan didn't understand what he meant. When she followed him to the place, she suddenly realized it, and then looked at her master with a strange look.
Because this "old friend" in Lu Han's mouth was the hawker who once sold him the paintings of Mr. Bai Mei.
"Hey, this young man, what do you want to buy?" The hawker's enthusiasm was still the same as before. Even though the last transaction was not completed, he still treated Lu Hanjiang as if he had just met him for the first time, although there is a high probability that he had forgotten about it.
This time Lu Hanjiang was on target and asked: "Are there any paintings by Mr. Baimei?"
"Some, some."
The hawker's eyes lit up when he saw Lu Hanjiang. The fat sheep delivered to his door in such a hurry was truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
He hurriedly rummaged through the pile of paintings and took out several paintings in a row: "Young master, you have such a good eye. Mr. Baimei's paintings are rare and rare. I don't have a few of them. These are all good.
Take a look."
Lu Hanjiang just glanced at it and said, "Don't be stingy, storekeeper. I like Mr. Baimei's paintings the most. You can bring them as much as you want."
As he said this, the hawker's eyes became brighter and brighter. He smiled apologetically and found several paintings from the pile. He said sincerely: "If it weren't for the fact that you are also a person who loves painting, these are the ones below.
He will never give up his love."
Lu Hanjiang opened all the paintings, turned around and said to Huangfu Xiaoyuan: "Come and take a look, what do you think of these paintings?"
The hawker was a little surprised. Why was this not being appreciated by the owner, but instead asking a maid to look at the painting? However, he did not dare to say anything. After all, even the maid from this wealthy family was much more noble than the hawker like him at the street stall.
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Huangfu Xiaoyuan just glanced at it briefly and then looked away, looking disgusted.
The hawker scratched his head in embarrassment, but Lu Hanjiang smiled knowingly, waved his hand and said: "Young master, I want all these paintings, so put them all up."
"Eh? Eh! The young master is really discerning!" The vendor was overjoyed and quickly packed up the paintings with all his strength, fearing that Lu Hanjiang would regret it temporarily.
Even Huangfu Xiaoyuan couldn't figure out what Lu Hanjiang was doing. Her eyes lingered on each painting. When she saw the last one, she couldn't help but let out a sigh. She picked up the painting and said, "Sir, this one
Seems good.”
Lu Hanjiang took a look at the painting, nodded in agreement and said, "Well, this one is really good. Shopkeeper, I don't want this one anymore."