Sun Jiaweng said with a smile.
Jinxiu's beautiful eyes were widened, and she looked blankly at the coffin in Renji Hall!
Not to mention Jinxiu, even I was a little surprised.
The size and style of the golden coffin in front of me, and even the lifelike dragon on the coffin, are exactly the same as the coffin owned by Cemen!
The only difference.
This golden coffin is covered with various talismans.
They are all symbols of suppression.
"The golden coffin has been obtained by my family. I, Mr. Sun, am just a commoner and cannot share the benefits equally with others. Therefore, Miss Jin... please come back."
Sun Jiaweng stood up and made a gentle gesture to chase away the guests with a smile.
At the same time, the hidden door in Renji Hall was closed again at this moment, and Jinxiu came back to her senses only after the golden coffin disappeared from our eyes.
She couldn't help but glance at me.
I lowered my voice and whispered in Jinxiu's ear, "Let's go."
After leaving Renji Hall and getting in the car, Jinxiu finally couldn't bear it anymore in a closed environment.
She asked me: "Chen Qi, why does she also have a golden coffin?"
I shook my head.
The golden coffin that Sun Jiawen suddenly took out also surprised me.
In addition, his golden coffin should not be the one in Jintianhe Auction House. When Jinxiu and I came here, we went to Jintianhe. The golden coffin was still covered with gray cloth and had not been stolen. Walk.
Furthermore, Jin Tianhe Auction House has strict security. Even if the Sun family has the ability to steal it, Jin Xiu will definitely be able to detect it afterwards.
In other words, two identical golden coffins of the emperor appeared!
So……
Which coffin is real?
Which coffin is fake?
Although there was no possibility of being stolen, Jinxiu went back to Jintian River just in case. After opening the door of the secret room, she saw that the coffin was still quietly placed in the room, and Jinxiu felt relieved.
"It's strange."
Jinxiu murmured.
At this time, I asked: "How much do you know about the fight for the coffin between the leaders of the previous generation, Wei and Cemen?"
Jinxiu shook her head and replied: "Not many, it can even be said that I have no knowledge at all. The only people who really understand what happened back then and know the secret of the golden coffin are my father and Sun Jiaweng."
"If you think about it again, no one else really knows?"
I asked again.
Jinxiu thought for a long time, then slowly raised her eyes to look at me and said, "There is another person who may know something..."
"who?"
"Sun Jiaweng's wife!" Jinxiu said.
"How come I've never seen her?"
I asked curiously.
I have never seen Sun Jiaweng's wife in all the time I have been in Beijing. Even in his house, I have never seen a woman. I thought Sun Jiaweng's wife had passed away.
"She divorced Sun Jiawen a long time ago. She rarely interfered with Qi's visit. She was even less involved in the major events in the capital, so you haven't seen her. It's normal."
Jinxiu replied to me.
I heard something from her words, and I asked, "Is Sun Jiaweng's wife not an ordinary person?"
"right."
Jinxiu nodded and continued: "Her name is Hu Jie, she is from Fengmen."
Fengmen...
Baxiamen Fengmen, also known as prostitutes in ancient times, is a force composed of women from brothels.
Of course, by now, prostitution has long penetrated into all kinds of nightlife places, and has also been renamed to the more catchy Fengmen.
The conference hall, large bathhouse, and large hotel are not only peripheral industries, but also top entertainment places. They are now the real base camp of Fengmen!
"There is a mistress in the fireworks place ten miles away in Shangjing. She is the wife of Sun Jiaweng and the current leader of Fengmen."
Jinxiu continued.
"Why did they divorce in the first place?" I asked.
"It is said that it was because they had a daughter. Hu Jie started to cultivate this daughter very early, but who knew that the daughter died when she was eighteen years old. Hu Jie blamed her daughter's death on Sun Jiaweng, and from then on the two People get divorced.”
After Jinxiu pondered for a while, he added: "There are so many secrets about the two's divorce. Apart from the couple, not many people in the world know about it, but my Cemen has always had a bad relationship with Weimen, so I secretly collected them. I learned a lot of news and found out another version of their divorce."
I became interested and asked Jinxiu to continue.
"Hu Jie's daughter was not the son of Sun Jiaweng! It was Sun Jiaweng who killed her! In the end, even Hu Jie's daughter died and turned into a ghost!" Jinxiu continued.
"Then what?" I thought thoughtfully.
"Later, I don't know what method the couple used to resolve her evil spirit and calm the matter."
Jinxiu added: "That's all I know. Because it won't be of any help to me in retaliating against my tired family, so I didn't inquire too much. I just treated it as an insignificant anecdote."
Hearing this, all the things that had happened to Sun Jiaweng in the past few days flashed through my mind.
After a moment, I came to my senses.
Interesting...
This inconsequential anecdote about Jinxiu helped me resolve a lot of my doubts.
"Go find this Hu Jie!"
Finally, I said.
Jinxiu frowned and said, "You want to find out the news about the golden coffin from her? Let's forget it. Even though they are divorced, they will not favor outsiders. Over the years, I have looked for her many times and given away a lot of money to her. Li, she never talks about the tired family or the Sun family."
I smiled at Jinxiu.
Said: "How about we make another bet? Bet on whether I can get the news about the golden coffin from Hu Jie's mouth."
