Chapter 89: There is no secret method at all
One drop.
Another drop.
The gray soil in the cellar was gradually wetted by the tears of the man in front of him.
The man who had been so sharp and arrogant just now, with a wet face, was now crying uncontrollably.
"Why... why are you... going too far..."
It was an understatement. After saying the harsh words, Empress Lu still looked expressionlessly at this man who must have reached middle age and howled loudly.
However, he is really capable of crying.
Lu Pheasant sat dignifiedly for an unknown amount of time, switching his left and right legs countless times.
Finally, he couldn't hold back his voice: "Don't cry. We just want the secret method, we don't really want you to die. If you think about it from another angle, maybe your ancestors couldn't bear to let these treasures be destroyed in the country and the family. It was sacrificed to those ignorant Jin soldiers. But now is different from that. Now the country is peaceful and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Even if your ancestors appeared, they probably wouldn't let the jade-like porcelain see the light of day.
The current fourth prince is not only fair and strict, but also a person who truly cherishes your porcelain. Otherwise, with your behavior, why would he tolerate you until now? It's just a pity that Ru Ci will no longer be alive.
I couldn't bear to see him being bullied, so I transferred you here. Otherwise, Mr. Dai has never treated you badly from beginning to end, right or wrong? If he really wants to use force, I'm afraid you won't have a good piece of skin on your body now. "
The man listened slowly and said with sobs, "Aren't you afraid that I will be in bad health and unable to make porcelain?"
When Lu Fei burst into tears just now, he was keenly aware that this person was so simple that he was a bit stupid. Without someone's guidance, he would never be able to pull off such a scam.
"Who told you this?" Lu Zhi deliberately softened his tone.
Successor: "I have spoken out, are you going to kill him too?"
Lu Pheasant: "We are not Jin people, and we will not kill people just for a few porcelains. If you hadn't been seeking death and criticizing the royal family, you wouldn't have to suffer like this today."
"Don't you want me to have no good skin on my body?" The descendant reacted again, "It seems you are not so cruel."
"The person who taught you those words is really cruel. He put you in a situation where you will die. If not, if you really don't want to hand over the secret method, Mr. Dai would hold a knife to his own neck. Use it, right?"
"No, I asked him to teach me."
"What should I teach you?" Lu Zhi was stunned for a moment, then said, "Do you really want to die? Why?"
The descendant lowered his head, seeming quite regretful that he had accidentally told the truth.
Lu Pheasant continued to think: "You can't die on your own, you must let the world know that you have been killed. Do you want to be known, or does someone need you to be known?
No, no, I understand. Is this the condition for that person to teach you to say these words? You promised him again..."
There are really people in this world who are so pure and stupid just to keep their promises.
Being accustomed to the tricks of the stinky gangsters and other courtiers around him, Lu Pheasant was still a little uncomfortable for a while.
Successor: "You know it again. You are smarter than him. Who are you?"
"That person must not have told you his identity." Lu Pheasant suddenly became interested in the pure fool in front of him: "What's your name?"
The descendant was obviously stunned.
Lu Pheasant: "He didn't ask for your name? If he really wanted to help you, why didn't he even ask for your name? This person just needs your identity, he doesn't really plan for you. Maybe he is just like you. Ordinary man, but in your eyes, I am a nobleman in fine clothes. You are more willing to believe him than me. But he thought, we will kill you. We didn't.
This person is not trustworthy.
As long as you tell the truth, I promise that your wish will be fulfilled. "
The successor's tears fell again: "No, you can't finish it. No one can help me. Why, why don't you send me to the government?"
Lu Pheasant said coldly: "Because I have to listen to the truth."
The woman on the Taishi chair still had that soft and beautiful face, but her aura became completely different in an instant.
Her eyes were cold and without any warmth, and her small body contained great energy.
The descendant was suddenly shaken and couldn't help but started to hiccup: "I, hiccup, because, I, myself, want to die. Because, there is no secret method at all. Hiccup!"
No secret method? !
Once he spoke the truth, his words became smoother: "My name is Huang Zhong. My ancestor was a kiln worker in the official kiln of Ruci. What he left me was actually a piece of paper that was buried as a gift to the official kiln of Ruci." The map of Ru Ci, a treasure of Jin Bing. He stole it from the official kiln guarded by Jin Bing and buried it. Once these treasures were buried, they never saw the light of day again. For hundreds of years, our family has kept this secret until it was passed down to Got me.
But, five years ago, I accidentally broke that map. The flood that year was so great that I had no time to hide the map. When I came back, it was already wet. It's all my fault, the sealed jar had already cracked, and I didn't even notice... too much water seeped in, and when I found it, I couldn't even see clearly.
As the only descendant of the Huang family, I have failed to fulfill my ancestral precepts, and I am ashamed of my ancestors. "
Thinking of this past incident, Huang Zhong burst into tears again.
"Speak slowly."
The woman returned to her gentle look, and Huang Zhong listened to her words unconsciously: "From that day on, I just wanted to die. But I... I was so useless. I was afraid of pain and had no courage. I didn't even have the courage to try. No. It was like this for five years, until that person appeared and told me that a dignitary from the capital had come over and wanted the secret technique in my hand.
He, he is a monk. The monk was compassionate and said he wanted to save me. I told him that I had no secret and that I should not have been alive long ago. He added that he was willing to help me. "
Monk?
Compassionate?
Why didn't Huang Zhong, this idiot, think about it? Monks can't tell lies, let alone teach others to tell lies.
What a fake monk who deceives and doesn't care about human life.
"You don't have a map. How did you get the blue-glazed goose-neck bottle that day?"
Huang Zhong: "This bottle was left by our ancestors. The ancestor said that it was a practice work that he secretly fired and hid secretly. It cannot be called genuine and is not valuable. The monk took it away This bottle says it can help me end my life through your hands."
"Have you met Master Yi from Dingshengxuan?"
Huang Zhong shook his head: "This is the first time I have left Baofeng. The same monk later told me that Dingshengxuan has sold the bottle to you. I think you will find it soon. Then I can press He said, go to Beijing, say those words, and then the government will execute me. As long as I shout these words he taught me before I die, it will be fine. It’s almost like what you said, I have memorized it for a long time..."
If so, it would be normal for Master Yi to be unable to identify the fake bottle.
After all, it is indeed the craftsmanship of old kiln workers hundreds of years ago.
But where is the monk who can send the bottle to Dingshengxuan? And he can deliver the news to the fourth prince who happens to want Ru Ci.
And he was so lucky to meet such a weirdo like Huang Zhong.
Thinking of the secret method, Lu Zhi asked the most important and troublesome question: "Where is the wet map?"
