Da Bong fights more people

It is said to be a small courtyard, but it is actually not that small. Two people enter, the courtyard door is locked, and no one has lived in it for a long time.

Li Miaozhen narrowed her eyes, looked at the house, and said with a cold snort: "Such a private house is not far from the imperial city, the location is good, and it is quiet, at least 8000 taels of silver.

"And Cao Guogong has more than a dozen private houses like this, which are used to hide and pamper the outer rooms. They are simply hateful and can be killed."

Sorry, in a short time, I will also become a man who buys a private house and raises an outside room Xu Qi'an quietly teased, looking around, the martial artist's instinct for danger did not give any feedback.

There was no ambush around, Cao Guogong's private house was indeed hidden.

Seeing no one around, Xu Qi'an, Li Miaozhen and Zhong Li jumped over the high wall and landed lightly in the courtyard.

The moment his feet landed on the ground, Xu Qi'an suddenly turned around and opened his arms. The next moment, Zhong Li, whose toes were pulled when he climbed over the wall, plunged into his arms.

Senior Sister Zhong's delicate body is soft, and she can still feel the elasticity of her skin through the cloth robe.

"Thank you..." Zhong Li was a little overjoyed. Originally, her face fell to the ground first.

"You're welcome, practice makes perfect." Xu Qi'an smiled.

"" Li Miaozhen opened her mouth and sighed pitifully.

Warlock rank five, fortune teller, I don't know how many favored sons of heaven have been stuck to death.

This courtyard has not been lived in for a long time, but it does not appear to be down and out. It is presumably that Cao Guogong sent someone to maintain and clean it regularly.

Passing through the courtyard and entering the inner hall, the three of them groped around, and found that this was a normal house, unused, with nothing too precious.

"There should be a dark room." Li Miaozhen analyzed.

"It's not a darkroom, it's a cellar."

Xu Qi'an met the surprised eyes of the Tianzong Saintess and explained: "The structure of the house and the size of the room are not enough to hide a secret room."

Suddenly, Li Miaozhen unwrapped the sachet and patted it lightly, wisps of green smoke came out and went into the ground.

After a while, a wisp of green smoke returned, speaking ghost words in Li Miaozhen's ear.

Li Miaozhen listened for a moment and said, "Follow me."

She took Xu Qi'an and Zhong Li to the study room connected to the master bedroom, pushed away the big chair behind the desk, and stepped hard.

"Boom"

The floor tiles shattered, collapsing into a dark hole.Steep stone steps lead to the cellar.

The three entered the cellar along the stone steps, and their footsteps echoed in the dull air.

The cellar is not deep, just like the cellars used by ordinary wealthy people to store ice cubes and vegetables, except that Cao Guogong used it to store rare antiques.

Li Miaozhen lit the oil lamps embedded in the wall, one after another, bringing fire to the dark cellar.

There are rows and rows of antique racks in the cellar, filled with all kinds of antiques, porcelain vases, jade wares, bronze beasts, night pearls and so on.

The people watching are dazzled.

There is no lack of beauty in the world, but the lack of eyes to discover beauty Xu Qi'an thought of this famous saying spontaneously.

Then, he heard Li Miaozhen say: "Every item here is of great value. If you take it out and exchange it for silver, you can save many homeless and hungry refugees."

When she said these words, her eyes shone with excitement.

"?"

Xu Qi'an stiffened her neck and slowly turned to look at her.

Is that why I brought you here?Believe it or not, I'll kill someone to silence him!" He coughed:

"It is true. However, charity must be done according to one's ability. It is a fool's job to lose one's family and property to charity."

"Aren't these ill-gotten gains?" Li Miaozhen squinted at him.

Are you sure you are Taishang Wangqing Li Miaozhen?

"At that time, I will draw [-]% to do good deeds for you." Xu Qi'an waved his hands, unwilling to talk more, and said instead:

"These things are either obtained through corruption and bribery, or through other shady channels."

Zhong Li stretched out her small hand and picked up a blue ice bead. It was clear in texture, like a hidden blue ocean, reflecting a thrilling light in the light of the oil lamp.

"This is the shark pearl that is abundant in the South China Sea. It is very precious and is a tribute." As a disciple of Si Tianjian, Zhong Li's understanding of luxury goods far exceeds that of Xu Baipro and the saint of Tianzong.

Embezzling tributes? !

Xu Qi'an understood, no wonder Cao Guogong wanted to buy a private house to house these things.

Next, he took out the fragments of the book on the ground, and put these precious things into the mirror world one by one. For example, those that are easily damaged, such as porcelain, are more headaches.

"There is a box here, put it in the box." Li Miaozhen pointed to a corner deep in the cellar.

With a snap, the box opened.

Xu Qi'an was a little disappointed that there was no intoxicating golden light or silver light shining.

There were stacks of secret letters in the box, Xu Qi'an opened them and read a few, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

He flipped through the past one by one and quickly browsed. These secret letters were recorded by Cao Guogong, a record of corruption and perversion of the law.

Some of them can even be traced back to more than ten or twenty years ago. Among the people who embezzled tribute, embezzled money for disaster relief, and seized military fields and colluded with them were civil servants, nobles, and royal family members.

If these secret letters are exposed, it will definitely cause turmoil in the court, and countless people will be affected.

"To Duke Wei, give these secret letters to Duke Wei"

Xu Qi'an's subconscious and instinctive reaction was to hand it over to Wei Yuan, let him grasp the information and increase Wei Yuan's political capital.

After a few seconds, he calmed down.

Don't worry, even if you want to give it to Duke Wei, don't rush it for a while.No, we can't give it all to Wei Yuan, we have to keep some for Erlang, he also needs political capital.

Thinking to himself, he pulled out another secret letter from the bottom and read it.

"In the 15th year of Yuanjing, we have joined forces with Wangdang, Yandang, Yuwang and other clansmen and nobles to eradicate Suhang, and completely wiped out the party. 8000 taels of bribes for the Royal Party and the Royal Party"

Su Hang, this name is so familiar Xu Qi'an's thought flashed in his mind, and when Li Miaozhen's face turned pale, he blurted out: "Susu's father"

According to Xu Qi'an's fierce memory, Su Su's father was named Su Hang, a Jinshi in the 29th year of Joan of Arc, and in the 14th year of Yuanjing, for unknown reasons, he was demoted back to Jiangzhou as the magistrate, and was executed the next year for accepting bribes and corruption.

Did Susu's father die because of party disputes, or did so many parties join forces?