The coffin was carried all the way to the house.
Ji Yunshu was already waiting inside.
You're all set!
The coffin of the royal prince is made of high-quality sandalwood, a little bulky, the shell is also carved with very exquisite lines, and the gold paint is smudged one by one, the atmosphere is noble, but it has been in the soil for more than ten years, and a lot of fine soil has fallen on the surface, because it was hurriedly transported from Jishan, and it met the wind and met again The snow was gone, so the dirt was sticky to the coffin, and there were some fine grass clippings.
When the coffin was put into the house, they were already sweating profusely.
Lang Bo said, "Miss Ji, I'm tired of you." ” "Punch the lid of the coffin first."
"Okay."
Several guards dressed in night clothes opened the lid of the coffin a little bit as she instructed, and an old and unpleasant smell slowly rushed out of it.
Shi Ziran didn't know and asked, "Miss Ji, just open the coffin."
"Of course not."
She explained, "Although the location on Jishan is flat, it is surrounded by green trees, and there is a lake under the mountain, the humidity rises, and it is easy to rush into the mountain soil, and the whole Jishan is like steaming in a cage, and the high-quality sandalwood coffin is buried in the ground for a hundred years, but it is different inside.
The moisture rushes into the coffin through the wood, and the decay of the corpse has been precipitated in it for many years, which is likely to produce harmful gases to the human body. ” Everyone was stunned when they heard it!
But they all understood the meaning.
"It's still Miss Ji."
Someone said a word.
She was silent, shaking her head secretly, and she didn't know which feng shui expert set the mausoleum of Dalin, and it was chosen in a place like Jishan where the humidity was so heavy, and it was no wonder that some imperial tombs became "reservoirs" hundreds of years later, and most of the things worth considering in it were destroyed by the moisture.
Lang Bo suddenly asked, "By the way, why don't you see the prince?"
” You're just finding out now?
Ji Yunshu said, "He was dragged to the Xianwang Mansion as soon as he went to the court, probably opened a few bottles of wine, drank too much, and couldn't come back in time, I was worried about the city gate, so I took Zijin out first." ” Lang Bo was surprised: "At such an important time, the prince still goes to drink?"
This ......
"is too unusual!"
I didn't dare to say the last few words.
It didn't take long for Commander Xiao to come over.
Lang Bo hurriedly asked, "What happened to the four people who were stunned?"
” "Don't worry, aren't they just a few guards!
Just send a few times, don't dare to talk more.
Commander Xiao said with a cross eyebrow.
"You're a commander, but you're bold enough."
"Can the tip of the knife be insufficient?
Besides, how dare you not do what King Rong explained?
” He patted his chest.
After lingering for a while to make sure that everything was going well, he left with peace of mind and hurried to the mausoleum.
Ji Yunshu saw that the gas in the coffin was almost discharged, so he asked the coffin lid to be lifted.
As soon as the lid was opened, the black bones that had long been scattered were revealed, the clothes on the bones had not completely decayed and oxidized, and a trace of fabric could still be seen tightly glued to the bones, the high-quality cloth was really good, and there were many valuable burial goods around the bones.
Because the coffin is shaking, it is slightly messy.
"No wonder the coffin is so heavy, it turns out that there are so many burial goods in it."
Someone exclaimed.
Ji Yunshu had already put on gloves and pressed them one by one on the bones, and then he took out the head of the bones and placed them on the table covered with white cloth.
Let's start digging it down.
She only has two days!
On the other side, Rong Wangfu.
It's late at night, and it's snowing heavily.
Wei Yi stood under the eaves of the door, wearing a cloak, with a furry scarf wrapped around his neck, tilting his head, looking at the snowy night sky in front of him, those clear and clean eyes seemed to be flowing with a pool of turquoise water, and when he looked at it, he seemed to be able to see through his innocence and heat.
The light dragged his shadow long......
It seems very lonely.
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The little girl persuaded several times, "Master Wei, it's so late, let's go and rest." ” He didn't listen.
"Miss Ji must be busy with something, don't worry, maybe she will be back early tomorrow morning."
"You go and rest."
His voice was warm.
The girl was not at ease, "Why don't I go and pour you a cup of hot tea, and you can drink it to warm up and then continue to wait." ” "Hmm."
The girl turned around and went into the house to pour tea.
Wei Yi continued to stand in place, and a strong gust of wind suddenly blew down the lantern hanging in the corner, smashing it on the ground, and extinguishing the candle.
At the same time, a white light flashed from the snow-covered ground.
Belch?
He looked in the direction of the white light, and as soon as he turned his head, a force came from the back of his neck.
Pain!
My head sank.
Suddenly he lost consciousness.
He fell and was taken away.
The man quickly carried him on his shoulder, jumped onto the beam, and disappeared into the night.
When the little girl came out with hot tea from inside- Not a single ghost!
"Wei Gongzi?
Wei Gongzi?
” After several calls and no one answered, she hurried out of the yard to look around, but still couldn't find it.
Finally in a hurry.
Hurry up and report to the big housekeeper Lu Jiang.
Lu Jiang sent people to search inside and out, and finally found some footprints on the roof, realizing the seriousness of the situation.
But now— Ji Yunshu is out of the city!
The prince is in the Xian Wangfu again!
He thought about it and decided to take someone to King Xian's Mansion to ask for someone.
In the middle of the night, the cold wind was blowing.
As soon as he arrived outside King Xian's mansion with a lantern, he was stopped by the little guy guarding the door outside.
"What's the matter with you at this late hour?"
"Go and inform King Xian, we are here to take the prince back to the house."
The two little guys glanced at each other, "King Xian said, King Rong has not woken up yet, and he will send him back when he wakes up." ” "We have prepared a sedan chair, and we are going to take the prince away now."
No more to say, go ahead!
Where are the opponents of Lu Jiang and the others, naturally they can't stop them, so they can only chase after them.
A group of people had just entered the courtyard.
Jing Xian heard the sound and came. said politely: "It turned out to be Uncle Lu." ” Lu Jiang: "See King Xian." ” "It's such a midnight, is Uncle Lu coming?"
"Take the prince back home."
Jing Xian showed a surprised expression: "Didn't this king already send someone to inform you?"
Jingrong and the king were in a good mood, so they drank a few more glasses, but the wine was too strong, he was drunk and did not wake up yet, and so early tomorrow morning, the king ordered someone to send him back. ” "I'll wait until I have prepared a sedan chair, so I won't bother the prince."
"How can you be in such a hurry?
But what happened in the house?
” Lu Jiang: "The prince is too careful. ” "Since it's not, let's wait until Jingrong wakes up early tomorrow morning, not to mention that it's late at night, the road is cold, and it's snowing, Jingrong is already drunk, why bother with this."
"But ......"
Jingxian interrupted: "It's difficult to believe that Uncle Lu can't trust this king?"
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