The bearded man glanced at the small box with no apparent expression, but his immediate glance showed that he was not interested.
Bai Xiaosheng, on the other hand, shook his folding fan and raised his lips with a meaningful smile. "When you go to someone else's house, you will feel uncomfortable if you don't pull out something. Now that you have got the things back, let's unpack them. I'm also curious about what's inside." What, such a small box needs to be hung with a Luban lock."
Du Buguo put the sweet treasure on the table, "Bao, smash it open!"
Tianbao raised his little fist and punched it down.
boom!
The legs of the Eight Immortals table made an unbearable creaking sound, and the white candle on the table was shaken violently, and the light suddenly dimmed and brightened.
Bai Xiaofeng and Big Beard watched the one-foot-square drawer fall apart.
"..."
"..."
Breaking a small wooden box is not difficult for them, but it is definitely not something they can do without much effort.
They really don't bother to compare with a little baby over five years old.
Just a little shocked.
A little bit.
Du Buguo had been watching from the side for a long time.
Seeing the box crack open, I immediately started to pull apart the wood chips and took out the contents.
"Just a bunch of letters?" The old man couldn't believe it, staring with triangular eyes, "Are all the rich and powerful people mentally ill? Do you still need to use Luban locks for this? I said that things on the surface must be worthless. !Pooh!"
Bai Xiaofeng was not surprised and said slowly, "Let's see what kind of letter it is."
Although the old man was unhappy, he was still curious, especially since this was the first trophy that he and Tianbao had done together.
have a look.
A moment later.
The young and old each held five or six letters, looking at each other in confusion.
The letters are from Cui Mansion, some are written to others, and some are written to Cui Mansion.
The old man pointed at the seal at the end of the letter with the light, staring at Bai Xiaofeng, "Are you sure this is the private seal of Khan Hu Man?"
Baixiaofeng folding fan has been put away, the smile on his face has also dropped, showing a solemn look, and his eyes are dark, "To be precise, it is the private seal of the former Khan of the Humans. Eight years ago, the former Khan was chopped off during the civil war between the Humans. His head, the imperial power has fallen by the wayside. Today’s khan is Nasheng.”
The bearded man looked at the erratic candlelight, his eyes flickering and flickering, "No matter who Hu Man Khan is now, we can be sure that it was the Cui family who really collaborated with Hu Man and betrayed the country."
Three generations of the Yuan family have been guarding Yanmen Pass for decades, resisting the northern barbarians.
The former Khan died eight years ago, so the collaboration letter could only have been written eight years ago or even earlier.
The Cui family not only collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country, but also framed Zhongliang.
Of course, there is also a possibility that someone joined forces with the former Khan and deliberately wrote these letters as a handle to suppress the Cui family one day, or for some other purpose.
The three adults' eyes met, and their expressions became more serious.
Things are mind-numbingly complicated.
Tianbao was quiet and could barely understand what was going on.
Wa'er looked at the serious faces of the adults and tilted her head in confusion, "We are here to save Uncle Broken Knife, what does this have to do with us?"
What happens to other people's families is their business. They can go home after they rescue Uncle Broken Knife.
Tianbao doesn't understand what bothers adults.
"..." The three adults looked at her with six eyes and laughed together after a moment.
My heart is complicated, and my thoughts are also complicated.
Not as transparent as a little doll.
What does the Dai Viet royal family have to do with them?
The purpose of their coming here is very simple, isn't it just to save people.
As for whether the letter is true or false, what is the purpose behind it, and whether the Yuan family can redress the injustice... take the broken knife out and let him worry about it himself.
The lights in the hall went out and everyone scattered to sleep.
The next day, dawn broke.
Changjing woke up after a night's sleep. Shops in the streets and alleys opened, and street vendors took up positions and set up stalls.
The lively and prosperous scenery gradually opens up with the skylight.
At this moment, a shout came from the street or from the end of the street, which instantly brought the excitement of Changjing to a boiling point in the early morning.
"Something happened, something happened! There are a lot of letters posted on the arches at the intersection! They are all evidence of the Cui family collaborating with the enemy, treason, and unjustly accusing Zhongliang!!"
In an instant, the crossroads connecting the four districts of east, west, north and south were blocked by people who came after hearing the news.
A dozen pieces of letter paper were pasted on the stone pillars of the arch that only three people could surround.
Each piece of paper has the private seal of the Cui family and strange totems belonging to foreign tribes.
Rumors spread to every corner of Changjing with lightning speed.
Soon, officials wearing second-grade official uniforms personally led the guards with wild goose feather sabers on their waists. They took off all the letters posted on the stone pillars and left in a hurry.
The discussion did not stop, but intensified. Soon someone brought the topic to the mansion of General Yuan, who had been executed for "collaborating with the enemy and treason". Scholars and scholars spoke vehemently, pointing out the original doubts and details one by one. Proof to the contrary.
At the same time, a storm was coming in the court.
The third floor of Dongshijiekou Teahouse.
Bai Xiaofeng took "Yu'er" and Tian'er out to have morning tea again.
Downstairs, the old Taoist priest was carrying banners and hanging signs, and was wandering back and forth with silly children, shouting, and his long and playful tone floated upstairs.
In a rough teahouse diagonally opposite the teahouse, a bearded man led his two sons and sat at the door to rest. Next to the tea table was a load of fresh vegetables still stained with dew, preparing to sell vegetables at the Dongshi vegetable market.
Except for the private room on the third floor, the surroundings were full of the sounds of people gathering together and discussing, attracting old Taoist priests and bearded men to join in the fun. They even forgot to do business, and their expressions changed in a hurry.
The old Taoist priest said, "Did the Yuan family be wronged? Oops! This is such a huge injustice! When the family was ransacked and the whole family was ransacked, all the people who died became unjust souls! The Yuan family's loyalties never closed their eyes to death! It's tragic, it's so tragic!"
The bearded man said, "Hey! It was really the Cui family who did it? I heard that the Cui family was... He was the head of the country! How could he do such a thing? The emperor's reputation was kept in the dark by a traitor, and he killed a whole generation of good ministers by mistake! What if? If we don’t rehabilitate the Yuan family, how can we win the hearts of the people in the world! The arrest warrant for General Yuan is still hanging on the city wall! What an injustice! What an injustice!"
The boys and boys who followed them were wiping away tears and choking from crying.
"How miserable!"
"What an injustice!"
Near the window on the third floor, Bai Xiaofeng silently looked away from below, holding the tea cup and taking a sip of tea with a calm expression, "...Pfft!"
Still couldn't help it.
A mouthful of tea spurted out.
"Those two are really wasting their talents if they don't share the stage."
Yu'er leaned half of her body out of the window, "What a great performance!"
Tianbao nodded, but no, if she wasn't talented enough, she would have wanted to cry twice.
"Uncle Feng, is this enough? Can we save Uncle Broken Knife?" Tianbao thought for a while and said seriously, "If it still doesn't work, let's go directly to the princess mansion to save people? I'm very good at fighting, really!"
"..." Bai Xiaofeng grabbed the baby's head with one hand and turned her face to the other side, "Call me daddy."
