Chapter 650 Make friends with the holy grandfather
"46 cases? That's too much. We still have to explain things to the court, and don't do things like hiding things from superiors and bullying subordinates."
Jia Liu vetoed the final report figures given by Jin Jian.
The old rich man is not a fool. It is understandable for you to say that all ancient calligraphy and painting books were destroyed. It is also acceptable for you to say that the shelf fell down and all the porcelain was smashed. But gold, jade, and silver cannot all be ruined.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
It was actually reported that there were only 46 pieces left. I am afraid that even the vendors selling candied haws on the streets knew that Grandpa Sheng’s house had been stolen.
Who stole it?
Whoever was at the scene stole it.
Jia Liu cherishes his feathers very much and does not allow himself to bear the reputation of a tomb robber.
The opening of Jingling Mausoleum this time is in response to the imperial court’s call for rescue, protection, renovation and maintenance.
There are no other flies.
"What does forehead consort mean?"
Although the prince-in-law's hand left the small gun on his waist, Jin Jian still did not dare to make his own decisions.
"It's 146.5 pieces. There are some parts and some parts. It looks a little more mature."
Jia Liu gave a data that was in line with human objective cognition and suggested that Jin Jianjian carefully select these 146.5 treasures and order them to be transported back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs tomorrow.
He personally does not want anything that belongs to the country.
146 pieces of gold slips can be understood. What does "point five" mean?
It took me a long time to think about it before I realized what it meant.
Very easy to handle.
Over there Queenie came to report that she could enter the master bedroom.
"Let's go and have a look."
Finally able to have close contact with the Holy Ancestor, Jia Liu was very motivated and went with the others with his hands behind his back.
I thought that the master bedroom was as messy as the outside, but I didn't expect that although the water in the master bedroom reached half a person's height, causing serious damage to the walls, the Holy Patriarch and his ladies were not soaked in water.
At first glance, there are six coffins, twice as many as the Yongzheng master bedroom.
"That Lao Kui,"
"The official is here."
"introduce."
"Okay, Prince Consort!"
The Minister of Rites explained that there were four royal titles buried with the Holy Ancestor in the Underground Palace, namely Queen Hesheli of Xiaochengren, Queen Niu Hulu of Xiaozhaoren, Queen Tongjia of Xiaoyiren, and Wuya of Queen Xiaogongren.
Empress Xiaochengren was the first empress of Kangxi and the biological mother of the deposed prince.
Empress Xiao Zhaoren was the second empress, but she was unlucky and was only 20 years old when she died.
Empress Xiao Yiren was also unlucky. She had always been an imperial concubine, but she died the day after she was canonized as empress.
Empress Xiao Gongren was Yongzheng's biological mother. She died in the first year of Yongzheng's reign, and her son posthumously conferred the title of empress on her.
Jia Liu was taught the lesson and asked the coffin at the end: "Who is inside?"
"This is Concubine Min, the mother of the thirteenth prince, Prince Yi Yinxiang. The late emperor was impressed by Prince Yi's great achievements and hard work, so he specially presented Concubine Min as the imperial concubine. This set a precedent for concubines of the Qing Dynasty to be buried in the emperor's underground palace."
He also reminded me that the concubine Nian in the tomb of the late emperor was buried under this exception.
Jia Liu said "Oh": "The late Emperor was really good to the Thirteenth Master."
I called Lao Lei and asked how to repair the underground palace to eliminate the water seepage problem, once and for all.
As a result, Lao Lei said that there is no way to completely cure the root cause and can only treat the symptoms. If it is good, it can last for a hundred years. If it is not good, it will leak out again in at most 30 to 50 years.
Unless the Holy Patriarch is moved to another place, there will be no solution by manpower.
This scientific answer greatly disappointed Jia Liu. He originally wanted to rebuild Jingling for Daquan to live in, but he did not expect that this land was not suitable for human habitation at all.
"In that case, you can just do whatever you want and go back to Kuibutang to check and accept it. As for the 550,000 maintenance fund allocated by the court, just leave it with me for now and pay it when you need it next time."
Jia Liu's understatement made Jin Jian and Enming's eyelids jump, but they didn't dare to object at all.
"Don't have any ideas, don't have any psychological burdens, let alone any pressure. The feng shui of Qing Dynasty is not bad, but we are the ones who will."
Queenie was very good at doing ideological work for people. With just one sentence, the Minister of Works and the Minister of the Interior, who had just surrendered, put aside their psychological concerns and devoted themselves to their work wholeheartedly.
The Minister of Works walked to the coffin of the Holy Ancestor and looked around carefully, then weakly suggested: "The coffin of the Holy Ancestor may have been soaked in water. I think the coffin should be opened for inspection."
Jin Jian added: "The coffins of the four queens and concubines should also be opened and inspected."
Queenie was not to be outdone: "There should be a Nine-Dragon Jade Cup and a Golden Dragon in the Holy Ancestor's coffin. The official thinks that no one else is qualified to possess these national treasures except the forehead consort."
"Yes, yes, the items in the coffin are not included in the list, they are all kept by the consort."
Under the guidance of Kui Butang, Enming and Jin Jian quickly emancipated their minds and gradually happily integrated into the gang headed by Jia Jia.
The speeches of the three favorite generals made Jia Liu very excited, and he nodded: "I really did not misjudge you, the three of you have the ability to go further."
Hearing this, Queenie quickly bowed to her husband-in-law in front of the coffin and said affectionately: "It's all because of my father-in-law's good leadership!"
"well!"
Jia Liu became even more happy. Surrounded by such talented people, the rest of his life would never be boring.
"Old Lei!"
Queenie signaled Manager Lei to work.
The first thing to be opened was the coffin of the Holy Patriarch. After opening the quilt, we found the Nine Dragon Jade Cup, a national treasure passed down from generation to generation, and the one-foot-long golden dragon.
In addition, there are emerald lion paperweights, chicken blood stone paperweights, gold pens, gold ink cartridges, gold inkstones, east beads and red coral beads, gold Buddhas, small jade ornaments, etc., and there are also many pearls and jade.
Not counting the Kowloon Cup and the Golden Dragon, if these things were sold at market prices, they would cost at least several hundred thousand taels of silver.
The harvest cannot be said to be unsatisfactory.
No wonder the old rich man wants the big head. If he really gives the big head to him, he can at least cover the military needs of the Huguang front line for half a year.
For the first time, Jia Liu also knew what it meant to open his mouth from ear to ear, because his mouth never closed from beginning to end.
As for Kangxi himself, he took one look but was not interested in taking a second look. It was not because he was afraid of ghosts, but because the appearance of this holy ancestor was really unflattering.
Enming holds a nine-dragon jade cup, and a golden slip holds a foot-long golden dragon. I respectfully invite my consort to accept it.
"It's such a good thing. I would never sell it without one million taels."
Jia Liu was also dazzled by these two treasures and couldn't put them down.
However, he had no intention of staying with him, and still planned to sell the things, just because he was afraid that the rich people in the Qing Dynasty would not dare to buy them.
You can't sell it to English or French gentlemen.
But if this thing can be replaced with a few steam engines, or a few ironclads, Jia Liu may not stop replacing it.
"It is said that the Kowloon Jade Cup was owned by Zhu Yuanzhang, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, and was later acquired by the Qing Dynasty. During the Kangxi period, thieves sneaked into the palace three times and stole it."
Queenie was showing off his knowledge, while Lao Lei and the others opened the coffins of several saint ancestors one after another and found a large number of treasures in each of them.
Ruyi, Arhat and various fruits carved from white jade, topaz, and jasper, large and small golden Buddhas, emerald Buddha statues, huge red coral branches, beads bracelets made of various gemstones, gold and jade bracelets, and earrings inlaid with gemstones
Jia Liu's eyes were no longer glowing with gold, but with fire.
The treasures taken out from the bodies of four queens and one concubine alone filled several large sacks.
The most valuable items are three huge tourmaline watermelons, a gold plate inlaid with gems, and a gold knife inlaid with emeralds.
"Take all the things away, leaving the quilts and other things, so that the Holy Patriarch and the ladies will not freeze."
Jia Liu still had some conscience and did not think of taking away the six coffins and selling them, because these six coffins were all made of golden nanmu wood, and the market price of a single coffin was as high as tens of thousands of taels.
There is also a white marble bed used to hold coffins, which can be sold for a large sum of money.
After cleaning up, Lao Lei was about to close the coffin, when he saw Lord Jia Jia suddenly walked to the coffin of the Holy Ancestor and thrust a piece of paper with a pattern he couldn't understand into the hands of the Holy Ancestor.
Curiosity drove Lao Lei to ask: "Sir, what is this?"
"This is my QR code. It's convenient for Saint Ancestor to add me and you won't understand. I'll leave it to you. You can just make some cement paste. I'll leave first."
Jia Liu clapped his hands and walked outside with a happy face. Baozhu and the others had already lifted up all the collapsed shelves and were putting things on the shelves.
They are all refurbished items made by the aftermath committee based on the items on the list. They look presentable and even rarer than the original items.
There are many paper-made mobile phones, tablets, chargers, computer-shaped things, and signal towers.
If it hadn't been for the provision of these hardware, Jia Liu would not have been able to ask the Holy Ancestor to join him.
Compared with what he provided to the Holy Ancestor, the things his old man had were nothing worth mentioning.
Frankly speaking, Jia Liu is still losing money on this business.
The main thing is to make friends with the Holy Ancestor, so that the Holy Ancestor will not embarrass him too much when he goes down.