Qilin son from a poor family, the son is unparalleled in the world Chapter 109: After I am so rich that I can rival my country, I still rebel and become the emperor?
Chapter 109: After I am so rich that I can rival my country, I still rebel and become the emperor?
Inside the dining hall.
The three of them received free vegetarian meals, looked at the packed restaurant, and decisively chose to go out and squat at the door to eat.
While eating.
He Wen said vaguely:
"I just thought about it again."
"That person from Zitian said that he had met me before when I came to investigate the case."
"You should have known my identity at that time, but you didn't tell me this."
"On the contrary, this time when we came, he took the initiative to join us."
"He told us so many things, what is he thinking?"
Ye Qing, whose eyes flashed, swallowed the delicious vegetarian meal and said:
"Let's first assume that Zitian is the murderer and stole the Zijin Cauldron."
"Let's lure Qi Yun to see if he has discovered the secret of Zijin Cauldron."
"While we are here to investigate the case, find a scapegoat to clear yourself of suspicion, and hand over the Zijin Cauldron at the same time."
"If the case is settled, no one will keep an eye on Chaotian Palace, and he can steal the treasure?"
After saying that, he continued to shovel rice into his mouth.
Feeling that Ye Qing's words of congratulations were good, he thought about it and said:
"Although what you said is very possible."
"But this method is too inferior, right?"
"If it were me, after I discovered the secret of the Zijin Cauldron."
"Just find an inconspicuous place to hide the Zijin Cauldron, and then use some means to lure people there, so that the Zijin Cauldron can reappear in the world."
"What the imperial court wants is the Zijin Cauldron. It doesn't matter whether the murderer of Master Ziyuan is found or not."
"This is the safest way."
Ye Qing, who was indeed not as good as He Wen in solving crimes, nodded in approval and said:
"Indeed, according to what you said, if I were the murderer, I would do the same."
Ye Qing trembled, a light flashed in his mind, and he murmured:
"Bell tower?"
The next moment, he looked at He Wen who had bulging cheeks and said:
"According to your statement, is he reminding us that the Zijin Cauldron is in the bell tower?"
His eyes flashed, but he kept saying congratulations. He chewed a few mouthfuls of food, swallowed it quickly, and said doubtfully:
"If you follow what I said, the Purple Gold Cauldron might actually be hidden in the bell tower."
"However, this case shouldn't be that simple, right?"
"Then if Zitian is the real murderer, he can't possibly come forward and expose so many flaws for us to investigate, right?"
Think about it too.
Even if Zitian is the murderer, he must be a thoughtful and extremely intelligent being who can create such a terrifying fire and quietly steal the Zijin Cauldron.
He can't be careless, and he can't be so smart that he thinks that others can't see his little tricks, and is stupid enough to listen to his words to investigate and solve the case.
During the conversation.
After finishing a bowl of vegetarian rice in a few mouthfuls, Yan San brought out another bowl of rice.
He squatted beside the two of them and said, "The vegetarian meal from Chaotian Palace is free and delicious. It also has minced meat in it. It's really good."
Hear this.
He Wen frowned and said:
"Chaotian Palace is not short of money, just offering incense and candles, one year is a figure that is unimaginable."
"Not to mention that Taoist priests from Chaotian Palace are often invited by wealthy gentry to perform rituals."
"Jinling is rich. I heard someone say that when Taoist priests from Chaotian Palace go out to perform rituals, they pay a hundred taels of silver."
"The Taoist priests in Chaotian Palace have no place to spend money. To put it bluntly, they are all wealthy masters, let alone the people of Zitian."
"Moreover, most of them are indifferent to fame and wealth and devote themselves to cultivating Taoism."
"Even if the secret of Zijin Cauldron is true, Zitian is so old, why do you need so much money?"
"To his descendants?"
"He seems to have no heirs."
Yan San didn't understand the case, but he still understood the words.
He opened his mouth and said:
"If I have money, a steady stream of money, and no place to spend it, if anyone tells me that there is a treasure or something, I will ignore it."
"Let's not talk about whether this treasure is real or fake. There must be danger. I have money and have no place to spend it. Risking my life to fight this danger will only make me spend more money."
"Then there's something wrong with my brain?"
"Why, I am so rich that I can rebel and become the emperor?"
Bah!
A chopstick in He Wen's hand fell to the ground.
His eyes flashed and he said:
"It is really possible to rebel and become emperor!"
Ye Qing and Yan San were stunned for a moment.
He Wen picked up the chopsticks again, and they didn't mind them being dirty. He wiped them on himself and said:
"In the past few years, many cases have emerged throughout Shenqi involving remnants of the previous royal family."
"These people are extremely hidden and may belong to any of the three religions and nine streams."
"Maybe there are people from the previous dynasty hiding in Chaotian Palace."
"Then there's nothing wrong with stealing the Purple Gold Cauldron."
Ye Qing understood what He Wen meant and said:
"Then after we finish our meal, let's go check out the life experiences of the Taoist priests from Chaotian Palace and see if we can find any clues."
He Wen nodded and speeded up his eating.
The three of them were not pampered people, and they would finish a bowl of fast food in just two or three times.
After washing the bowl, return it to the dining hall.
The three of them searched for Zitian again and successfully obtained the life list of the Taoist priests in Chaotian Palace.
He Wen had seen it in the files of Huaiyang government office before.
But it is not as detailed as the one in Chaotian Palace.
However, after this inspection, there was no clue.
He looked at Ye Qing's somewhat discouraged look, smiled and comforted:
"It's normal to not be able to find clues. Those people have been hiding in the Divine Enlightenment for hundreds of years."
"If it were so easy to find out the clues, they would have been uprooted long ago. After all, they have accumulated the foundation of a dynasty that lasted for hundreds of years."
Ye Qing nodded and said: "Yes, the centipede insect will die without becoming stiff!"
Ye Qing put down the file, glanced at the already dark sky and said:
"We can't even ask those Taoist priests about whose identity is questionable, otherwise we will alert them."
"Now, we can only wait until night to see if we can find any useful clues at the Sanqing Hall ruins."
….
Chaotian Palace is closed during Xu hours.
Except for the pilgrims who stay overnight, all the other pilgrims will leave before Xu hour.
Pilgrims who stay overnight will also be arranged to watch from the front. From the Jade Emperor Hall to the back, it will be closed and outsiders will not be allowed to visit at night.
With the permission of Purple Heaven.
The three of them were not restrained, and at about a quarter of an hour, they arrived in front of the ruins of the Sanqing Hall with only ruins left.
The Milky Way hangs in the sky and the lanterns are bright.
In addition, Chaotian Palace is one of the Taoist holy places.
The three of them did not feel the slightest sense of gloom.
"Brother Yan, please stay here and look around to see if there are any strange people around." He Wen warned.
Yan San patted his chest, grinned and said, "No problem, we can see these moves clearly at night."
The rough face, smiling in this dark night, looked a bit ferocious and terrifying.
He Wen and Ye Qing looked at each other, then took the lantern and stepped onto the white marble steps.
Sanqing Hall is three feet tall, six feet deep and nine feet wide.
In a very large site.
After a year and a half of inactivity, even though the hall had been burned by horrific fires, there were still some weeds growing on the dark ground, giving off a sense of desolation.
Ye Qing and He Wen followed the moonlight and lanterns, stopping and searching carefully.
An hour passed.
The two people, looking tired, met in the center of the hall.
He Wen pointed at the dark ground that was different from other places, with a vague human shape and said:
"This is the place where Master Ziyuan was burned into a charred corpse."
Ye Qing glanced around, and when he was investigating, he had a question in his mind, so he asked:
"Brother congratulations, it's raining in Huaiyang."
"After being burned by the fire, the wooden beams in the hall were burned into coke or ashes, and they were piled up here without being cleaned."
"Every day, pilgrims offer melons and fruits as offerings. When we came here, we even saw birds pecking at the melons and fruits."
"The attracted birds may defecate in the palace, and there must be grass seeds or tribute fruit seeds that they have picked up elsewhere in their feces."
"So after more than a year has passed, many weeds and plants should have grown out of these ashes, right?"
