Xia Bao looked at the corpse in the secret room and shouted with a livid face: "Laifu, why did this purple-robed man die in this king's secret room?"
"Your Majesty, the general manager of Laifu is dead!"
The eunuch behind him looked sad: "I am Lai Bao!"
Xia Bao's face darkened: "This ancestor of Zongheng is the new crown prince. What does he want to do when he breaks into my king's secret room?"
Laibao shook his head: "Stealing something?"
Suddenly, a trace of worry flashed in Xia Bao's eyes: "Hurry up and count the treasures in the secret room to see if there is anything missing?"
"yes!"
Eunuch Laibao quickly took stock.
At this time.
Xia Bao walked to a corner with a livid face, took out a key, opened a door, took out several "rosters" from inside, opened them and checked them, but found no problems, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
This is the roster of Yangzhou's private army, the most important treasure in this secret room.
If the roster is lost, he will be in disaster.
At this moment, Xia Bao's heart finally fell to the ground. He carefully placed the roster and locked it.
Shortly after.
The treasures in the secret room have been checked and no items are missing.
Xia Bao frowned.
This is unreasonable!
When Ancestor Zongheng entered this secret room, there was no doubt that he wanted to steal something.
The person who killed him probably also wanted to steal something.
But none of the treasures in the secret room were lost?
Did these two people meet unexpectedly in a secret room and suddenly fight to the death?
Or is the murderer ambushing the ancestor Zongheng in the secret room?
Does this matter have something to do with the new prince?
Xia Bao felt that one was bigger than the other: "Laibao, the mechanisms in the secret room have been rearranged, and no one can enter or exit at will!"
"yes!"
Eunuch Lai Bao said respectfully: "There is a master of the Mohist school in Yangzhou City. Lai Bao and others will invite him to rearrange the layout."
Speaking of this, a stern look flashed in Eunuch Laibao's eyes: "Your Majesty, the secret room's mechanism cannot be known to outsiders. Do you want to kill this master of the Mo family after he has taken care of the secret room?"
Xia Bao stared at Eunuch Laibao, with a look of relief on his fat face: "From today on, you are the chief manager of the Yangzhou Palace."
Eunuch Laibao was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The meaning of summer storm is very obvious, that is - kill.
"Laibao, from now on, we must recruit master-level masters for the Yangzhou Palace at all costs."
"yes!"
"Again, no matter the cost."
Laibao's heart trembled: "Yes!"
"Don't worry, Your Highness. Laibao knows that there is a mountain in Yangzhou and a village on the mountain. There are some old monsters inside. Laibao will definitely recruit them."
Xia Bao's eyes lit up: "Who are these old monsters?"
The expression on the head of Laibao's general manager condensed: "A famous master among hundreds of scholars!"
Xia Bao’s eyes brightened: “Okay!”
"The Kung Fu of the famous school has always been ranked among the top ten among hundreds of scholars!"
"If we can recruit them, I won't be afraid of the masters at the master level around Lao Jiu!"
Famous scholar, one of the hundred schools of thought in Jixia Academy at that time.
Mingjia, also known as "litigators", "debators", "investigators", and "criminal experts", are a school of thought among hundreds of scholars who study natural science.
However, what famous people are most famous for is their mouths that are good at sophistry.
When he was in the Jixia Academy, the founder of the famous family used to engage in verbal battles with other disciples, and his sophistry skills were unrivaled, which made all the disciples of various schools change their expressions and become unwilling to talk to him.
Even those village women who have been quarreling in the countryside all year round do not dare to fight when famous people are mentioned.
Compared with the famous people like Sima Haoran, he is nothing but a witch, not on the same level.
Sima Haoran majors in Confucianism, arguing can only be regarded as a hobby!
In short, all famous people are invincible masters.
If a novelist travels around the world, watching and writing about world affairs, his storyteller's mouth can deceive people and ghosts.
The sophistry of that famous master is a series of lies that can defeat the gods to death.
The more Xia Bao thought about it, the hotter his heart became, and he quickly urged: "Go quickly!"
"As long as the famous old monsters can come out, I can give them whatever I have!"
This is the confidence that the summer storm gives Noble.
"yes!"
Laibao was so happy that he bent down and dragged the body out from the ground!
At this time.
A report came from outside: "Your Majesty, the subordinates of Huangzhou Palace want to see you!"
Xia Bao's face darkened: "What are these guys doing here?"
"have no idea!"
"Let them go to the living room!"
"yes!"
Shortly after.
The old ghost was followed by Ning Tu, and the two of them saluted according to the rules: "See you, Your Majesty!"
Xia Bao said with a dark face: "Please get up."
"I have already given you permission to act cheaply in Yangzhou, why do you come to me again?"
The old ghost grinned: "Seventh Prince, we are here to ask for something!"
"explain!"
"yes!"
The old ghost said seriously: "There are more poor people migrating to the deserted state this time. If there is no carriage, the elderly and children will not be able to make it."
Xia Bao said coldly: "Does this have anything to do with me?"
"I just promised your prince that if people in Yangzhou are willing to go to Huangzhou, I will not stop them."
"As for whether they can walk from Yangzhou to Huangzhou, that is your business. I will not help!"
"Hey hey hey"
The old ghost smiled in a very vulgar way: "My prince said when he left, if we encounter any difficulties in Yangzhou, we should go to the seventh prince and he will definitely be able to solve it for us."
"If the Seventh Prince doesn't solve it for us, he will tell the world about Yangzhou's raising of private soldiers!"
"boom"
Xia Bao burst into tears and shouted: "How outrageous!"
"How dare you threaten me?"
"Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
The old ghost's expression remained unchanged and he raised his eyelids: "Seventh Prince, my prince also said when he left that if one person was killed or injured by the Huangzhou Army in Yangzhou, he would spread the news about Yangzhou's raising of private soldiers throughout the world."
"You also know my prince's temper. He will definitely do what he says!"
Summer storm: ""
He sat down unwillingly: "Tell me, how many carriages do you need?"
"A thousand cars!"
"impossible!"
Xia Bao was furious again: "I'll give you a hundred cars at most!"
The old ghost raised his eyelids again: "When my prince left, he said that if the seventh prince doesn't even give him a carriage, then he doesn't abide by the bet, and he will still spread the news about Yangzhou's private soldiers throughout the world!"
"Anyway, I don't have anything in Huangzhou. My prince is also barefoot and is not afraid of wearing shoes."
Xia Bao was so frustrated that he wanted to explode on the spot.
But, he still endured it!
After recruiting famous people, Laojiu must have a taste of being bullied.
"Laibao, give the Huangzhou Army a thousand fine carriages."
"yes!"
Lao Gui and Ning Tu then turned and left.
Laibao said bitterly: "My lord, do you want to kill this arrogant old ghost?"
Xia Bao shook his head: "If I kill this old ghost, Dead Old Nine will definitely fall out with me and spread the news that I am raising a private army in Yangzhou to the whole world. By then there will be no end!"
"It's not worth it."
"A little impatience will ruin a big plan!"
"Go prepare a carriage for them!"
"yes!"
the other side.
Imperial Capital, in the East Palace.
The new prince received a secret report about the summer storm, and murderous intent shot out in his eyes: "Come here, please order Governor Li Fei to arrange for me to have troops to secretly intercept and kill Stinky Old Nine!"