Chapter 90: Do you think I look like a victim?
Lu Pheasant had a headache.
Thinking that if Xiao Liangren knew that the so-called successor had no secret method at all, and that Ru Ci, whom he cherished so much, still couldn't recover, he would be even more angry.
Or maybe you still can’t get angry, but you will be extremely disappointed.
Huang Zhong couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of the map, and opened his mouth wide to cry.
"Shut up, don't cry." Lu Zhi put his hand on his forehead, "Have you already given the map to the unknown monk?"
"Wow...well. He said his surname was Zhu, and his origins were unknown. The map was not given to him, and I have carried it with me every day since the day it got wet."
The map is still there, so that's fine.
There is no secret method. If we can dig out a large piece of genuine Ru porcelain, I think Xiao Liangren might not be too depressed.
Huang Zhong took out something. From the layers of packages, he finally opened it to the bottom layer. It was a ball of earth-gray shredded paper that had long been mushy and almost turned into ashes.
What Huang Zhong had carefully collected... was already a piece of trash.
Lu Pheasant had a heart attack.
Even if that small system had magical magic, it would be impossible to restore such a piece of paper.
The map is hopeless.
Lu Pheasant rubbed his temples: "Besides the map, didn't your ancestors give you the general direction of the burial site?"
Huang Zhong: "It was there initially, but due to the changes in the sea, the location had changed long before I was born. Our ancestors must have searched for it, but we are so weak that we have never found it."
"Wait, have you never opened this map before?"
Huang Zhong shook his head: "When it was passed to me, my father said that I couldn't open it until I met the destined person and give it to him. As for who the destined person was, my father said that I would know when I met him. "
Lu Pheasant: "..."
These familiar ambiguities.
Isn't it just the illusory words she heard her father say when meeting people when she was a child?
Huang Zhong's ancestors were also quite stupid, cheating their descendants like this.
Perhaps his ancestors were still wise and were able to rescue a batch of treasures from the Golden Man after all.
Is he smarter than three generations?
After too long, Huang Zhong's predecessors may have lost the burial place, but after all, it was the last wish of the ancestors, so they changed the way of saying it and passed it on as a pretense.
Who would have thought that when he met such a precious kid as Huang Zhong, he would regard him as a role model and not want to live because of him.
Or maybe, money and silk can move people's hearts.
A piece of your porcelain can be worth a fortune.
Not to mention such a bunch of rare treasures.
It has been hundreds of years. Who knows if the Huang family will have any unscrupulous descendants. If he finds it, he will have already sold it and spent it all.
Then he lied, preventing future generations from opening the map, and passing it on to the next generation just to show off.
It also gives a little hope to the next generation. The ancestors have left wealth, and if you have the ability, you can find it yourself.
The truth about the Huang family, the old kiln worker, has been lost in time along with the essence of the secret method of the official kiln.
Si Age and Dai Yi are on the right track.
However, no one in this world really knows the essence of Ru porcelain.
If you want to know the answer, you can only go through repeated firings and experiments, and tirelessly and slowly explore among the residual products, waste products, and defective products.
"Do you think that Monk Zhu is the one destined for you?"
Huang Zhong looked a little unnatural: "Originally, it was, but he refused to take it, saying that he wasn't. He just met me and couldn't bear my suffering, so he... helped me."
Of course, he also knows now that whether they are a real gang is another matter.
Lu Pheasant was speechless.
Huang Zhong said again: "But now, I think you are more like the destined person."
Lu Pheasant: "Do you think I look like someone who has been taken advantage of?"
After asking the helpless truth, Lu Pheasant stood up.
Walking out of the cellar, he sighed slowly.
She may not be a destined member of the Huang family.
But Si Age is probably the one who was taken advantage of.
Who knows what kind of evil is possessed that forces me to have such a money-consuming and hopeless hobby.
Frustrated with spending money?
Lu Pheasant still ordered the guard: "Take him to the guest room. Serve him normally."
"Yes, Fujin."
Huang Zhong was escorted up again: "Wait, where do you want them to take me again?"
Lu Zhi was tired, so he stretched out his hand and put it on his lips: "Master Huang, don't say anything you shouldn't say. Regarding your ancestor's last wish, your hope is probably here. I will only say it once, you love the letter If you don’t believe it, take it down.”
Back at Baotangyuan, Lu Pheasant immediately lay down to catch up on his sleep.
When the fourth elder brother returned home, he heard that the heir was brought back to the guest room, and he knew that little Fujin had made progress.
Entering the courtyard, the surroundings were very quiet.
The servants knelt on the ground: "Greetings to Fourth Brother."
"Where's Fujin?"
Pin'er replied respectfully: "Fu Jin is very tired today and is still asleep."
It was quite tiring to see that strange heir.
Brother Si slowed down and opened the purple hibiscus curtain. What he saw was the little beauty lying on the bed with her eyes open at some point.
"Why didn't you get up even when you woke up?" It seemed like he was really tired.
Lu Pheasant lay on his side, supporting his head with his right hand, and asked lazily with a small face: "Master, there is bad news, and there is even worse news. Which one do you plan to hear first?"
There was obviously no good news, but Brother Si wanted to laugh. He said, "Which one does Fujin want to talk about first?"
"I don't want to say anything." Lu Zhi sighed and finally sat up.
When the prince returned to his residence and entered his mistress's courtyard, it was against the rules for her to not greet him as a legitimate heiress.
The master had already come to her bed, and it was really awkward for her to still be lying down.
The news spread, adding some spice to her title of "Tigress".
Brother Si gave her a little help: "At least, there is good news."
Lu Pheasant looked sideways at Xiao Liangren.
"If you can arrange for the heir to return to the guest room, it means that he is not fake and may be a good person."
He is a real successor, but he doesn’t know the secret method at all.
He's a good guy, but he's also a fool who keeps his word.
But there are still two useless pieces of information.
Lu Pheasant nodded and came to the final conclusion first: "His name is Huang Zhong, and his ancestor was indeed an old kiln worker in Ru kiln. But he did not pass down the secret method."
Fourth Brother was stunned and couldn't help but confirm: "There is no secret method?"
His right hand subconsciously began to turn the white jade finger.
Sure enough, I felt unhappy instantly.
Lu Pheasant nodded.
Bai Yu turned his finger twice, and Brother Si asked again: "...Is there any worse news than this?"
Lu Pheasant nodded: "Huang Zhong is just a descendant of an ordinary kiln worker. He stayed at the old site and never left, but it seemed that there were no other clan members. The person who helped him was a strange monk. It was he who told Huang Zhong that we were looking for you. The old porcelain site was also the treasonous words he taught Huang Zhong to say.
But Huang Zhong only knew that his surname was Zhu. "
When the fourth brother heard this, his originally ugly expression suddenly changed: "You said his... surname is Zhu?"
That is definitely worse news.
