The shop owner lowered his head and seemed to struggle for a moment. He raised his head after a short while, his eyes were dead and he said, "It's a map of the treasure house."
Han Changmu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, leaned his back on the backrest of the bed, and asked lightly: "What treasure house, where is it."
The shop owner pursed his dry lips and didn't ask any more questions. He just poured out the whole thing: "Before the Ming Empire fell, they hid countless treasures that they had collected over decades. The late Prince Huaizhang got it." He found the key to the treasure house, but the specific location of the treasure house was never discovered. Later, before Prince Huaizhang died, he connected the young master's bloodline with the key and ordered someone to take it out. If the treasure house is found one day, the young master must take it. Only with the key can you open the treasure house. For more than ten years, the Holy Master has been tracing the location of the treasure house. What is in this box is the map I found after sneaking into Emperor Ming's mausoleum a year ago. It is the map of the treasure house."
Han Changmu was ecstatic in his heart, but his face didn't show anything. He still asked indifferently: "Where is the treasure house?"
The shop owner shook his head: "The map specifically points to the location of the treasure house. It's just a detailed map of where the treasure house is underground and how the structures are arranged."
Han Changmu was a little disappointed, but then he thought, if such an important treasure house can be discovered easily, then there is something wrong.
He asked calmly: "Since you are directly taking orders from the Holy Lord, you should be aware of the Holy Lord's identity."
The owner of the shop said without hesitation: "The Holy Master is from Gaochang. I don't know the specific origin." He paused for a moment, as if remembering something, and hurriedly said: "The Holy Master is like a member of the royal family of Gaochang." people."
"What?" Han Changmu's expression changed and he lost his voice: "Why do you see it?"
The shop owner calmed down and said: "When the Holy Lord robbed the money, he met the second prince of Gaochang Kingdom and used some of his personal guards to cover up the truth."
Han Changmu lowered his eyes, his face solemn and silent.
Qu Guangyan, the leader of the Gaochang Kingdom, had been in harmony with Dajing for ten years after he became the leader, and had never seen each other at war. However, his younger brother Qu Guangqing, the second prince among the shopkeepers, was a Turk at heart. The people were very dissatisfied with the fact that his brother was far away from the Turks in Dajing, and he had long wanted to replace him as the leader of the country.
The leader of the Four Saints Sect actually had a relationship with the second prince of Gaochang Kingdom. It seemed that his salary and the treasure house of the former Emperor Ming could also help the second prince to support his unfulfilled plans.
The shop owner raised his eyelids and carefully looked at Han Changmu's expression. He didn't know what he said wrongly, which caused the person in front of him to become silent.
In the dim and flickering light, Yao Yao caught a glimpse of the shop owner's faint prying expression.
She frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice: "Since you got the map of the treasure house a year ago, why didn't you give it to the Holy Master? Instead, you hid it under the stable and hid the key in your father-in-law's house."
The shop owner flinched and managed to remain calm and said: "The map is of great importance. I must hand it over to the Holy Lord myself. In the past year, I have never had the chance to see the Holy Lord."
"You're lying." Yao Yao sneered, his laughter as cold as a ghost: "The loss of salary only happened in the past six months. You said that the Holy Lord met the second prince before robbing the salary. Did you see it with your own eyes? , since you saw it with your own eyes, why didn't you hand over the map? If you didn't see it with your own eyes, then who did you hear about it? Didn't you just say that you are the hidden thorns, except for the Holy Lord and that confidant, the sect Doesn't anyone know? Did that confidant risk being caught and come all the way here just to tell you that the Holy Lord has seen the second prince?"
This series of aggressive questioning made the shop owner confused, shaking in panic, and layers of cold sweat broke out, soaking his thick coat.
Han Changmu raised his eyelids and spoke in a calm voice with no emotion, but it was particularly intimidating: "How can I protect your family if you hide something?" He leaned forward slightly, tapping his fingers on his knees: "How about that?" , I will send them down to accompany you, and I will have a companion on the road to Huangquan."
"I said, I said, I said." The shop owner collapsed all of a sudden. He no longer had any luck, his face was as pale as paper, and he shouted desperately: "I said, I said, please let them go. They don't know anything."
Han Changmu nodded and said casually: "Whether we let them go or not depends on what you said and what you said."
The shop owner poured beans out of a bamboo tube and said in a crackling voice: "I was originally one of the guards trained by Prince Huaizhang. Because I was young and innocent, I was sent to the Holy Lord to serve as an internal response and inform him of the Holy Lord's movements. Young Master, for the sake of Young Master, I found the map a year ago and hid the key. However, I never had the chance to see Young Master, and I did not dare to leave the Fifth Beacon without authorization, for fear of alerting the Holy Master and arousing suspicion, until A few days ago, the Holy Lord's confidant came to me and asked me to try to end Li Sheng's life, and then completely leave the Fifth Feng and lurk in Dunhuang City. There is a church established by the Young Master privately in Dunhuang City. I think When the opportunity comes, I want to finish the mission, return to Dunhuang with the map, and hand it over to the young master in person."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows: "Then what you just said about the Holy Lord was intentional. You want to use my hand to get rid of the Holy Lord for you, so that the young master can take over all the Four Holy Sects."
The shop owner lowered his head, not daring to raise his head to look at Han Changmu, and said with fear: "Yes, yes, the young master is getting older, and the Holy Master has long been wary of him. If it weren't for opening the treasure house, there must be a young master." The Holy Master has already killed the Young Master because of his bloodline. If the Young Master wants to protect himself, he can only strike first."
Han Changmu could understand their eagerness to protect themselves. If it were him, he would do the same thing, but he deliberately used him as a gunman. No wonder he was cruel.
Han Changmu asked expressionlessly: "You know where the young master is staying in Dunhuang and your contact information."
The shop owner gave a shaky smile: "Yes, I understand."
Han Changmu concentrated for a moment: "I can keep your life temporarily, but you have to lead us to find the key first. I want to make a deal with your Holy Lord, and you will be the one to introduce me."
The shop owner hesitated. He confessed because he wanted to save the lives of the whole family, but taking these people to see the young master was another matter. Maybe it would harm the lives of the whole family.
Han Changmu leaned on the bed and said calmly: "You have heard of Zhou Wuhen, the Water Saint of your Four Saint Sect, right?"
The shop owner immediately raised his head and looked at Han Changmu in surprise and horror. His lips trembled and he uttered several words: "You, you, you, how do you know the Water Saint Envoy?"
Han Changmu leaned forward and said with a half-smile, "I know far more than you think."
The shop owner struggled for a moment, and then he hesitated slightly and said: "The salary issue was done by the Holy Master and has nothing to do with the young master. The young master has always been controlled by the Holy Master and has never done anything harmful to nature and justice. I hope you will, sir." Don't hurt the young master, give him a way to survive."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
The shop owner opened his mouth. This was of course a bunch of nonsense, the kind that no one would believe. But what could he say, saying that his young master had committed a heinous crime and deserved to be cut into pieces and reborn?
He smiled bitterly: "Master, can you tell me what deal you want to make with the young master?"
Han Changmu's eyes narrowed slightly: "If you don't pay some price, how can you have the nerve to use my hand to get rid of the Holy Master?"
The shop owner choked and let out a long breath: "I understand, okay, I can introduce the young master to the young master, but the young master must first let go of my wife, children and children."
Han Changmu grinned: "If you are a smart person, you should know that I can let them go now, but whether they can survive is not something I can promise."
The shop owner pursed his lips, understanding that Han Changmu was telling the truth. The news that his family had been rescued could not be kept secret for too long. Once it reached the ears of the Holy Lord, the Holy Lord would definitely suspect that he had betrayed the Four Holy Sect. If His family showed up at this time, and there was no one around to protect them. Being silenced was the only outcome.
But he didn't want his family to stay in Han Changmu's hands. This was his leverage, making him unable to survive or die.
He thought about it over and over, and finally decided to choose the lesser of the two evils and said, "Okay, then let's do what the young master said."
Han Changmu turned to Xie Mengxia, who was chatting away in every possible way, and said, "Your Highness, the family of the owner of the shop, why don't we send them to your house."
Xie Mengxia suddenly became energetic and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, just look at the arrangements."
Han Changmu turned to Gu Chen and said, "Go and tell Zhu Neng and Xiao Liuzi to work with Wang Xian to send the family of the shop owner to His Highness's private residence in Ganzhou, and then let Zhu Neng and Xiao Liuzi stay there safely. There, we will go there after we finish taking care of things in Dunhuang."
Gu Chen nodded, turned around and went out to arrange the matter.
Han Changmu turned his head and looked at the shop owner intently. He suddenly remembered something and said calmly: "Since we have temporarily formed an alliance, can you draw me a portrait of the young master?"
The shop owner was stunned. Why did he want the portrait of the young master? He felt a little ominous. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Do you want to draw a portrait of the young master to arrest the young master?"
Han Changmu burst out laughing: "Making shadows and arresting criminals is a matter for the Jingzhao Mansion and the Ministry of Punishment. I don't have that much time."
The shop owner hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll draw."
Han Changmu looked at Yao Yao and said, "Go get a pen and paper."
Yao Yao didn't know what Han Changmu wanted the young master's portrait for, but this man had always been thoughtful, and it was reasonable to do anything outrageous.
She claimed that and left the warehouse.
