Chapter 499 I touched a hand
"The gold was all piled up in the inner courtyard."
Zhaoling is guarded by troops and commanded by generals. Xu Qian, the order of Zhaoling, is the manager.
The door to the inner courtyard is closed.
"After the incident, the subordinate officials ordered people to seal the place, only waiting for someone to investigate."
Xu Qian looked a little tired.
Jia Pingan asked: "Have you checked around Zhaoling?"
"Checked."
Xu Qian smiled wryly and said: "Just today, the officials took people around to investigate again, and they almost chiseled the mountain."
In the eyes of the emperor, the stone is naturally the strongest and the longest. Cut through the mountain, put the coffin in the mountain, and make a few stone gates, the tomb robbers can only do nothing.
It was only later that firearms were developed, and these mausoleums were actually not safe. But Zhaoling is fine. Sun Dianying blew up a certain mausoleum with explosives, and brought out many treasures.
"Open the door!"
The door opened, and Jia Pingan went in first, followed by Baiqi's 'expert'.
The scene didn't look messy, and the remaining gold was still there.
"It should have been back and forth a few times."
The expert said firmly, "Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take away that much gold by himself."
Jia Pingan tried it, but unfortunately, he couldn't move it.
Ming Jing’s eyes are full of stars.
How nice it would be if all these golds belonged to her?
"Calm down!"
Jia Ping'an turned around and whispered a warning as he passed by.
Immediately they were placed separately.
Ming Jing had trouble taking off her pants.
The left side is fine, but the inner thigh on the right side was worn out. At this moment, the wound is solidified and stuck to the pants, and it hurts when pulled.
"Oops..."
Ming Jing tugged a few times, but in the end she couldn't hit herself hard.
"Howling what?"
Jia Ping'an was next door, and said dissatisfiedly: "Go to bed quickly, and check tomorrow!"
Mingjing gritted her teeth and said, "It's stuck."
There was no movement next door.
"Bitch!"
Ming Jing has already taken off one trouser leg at this moment, and the other trouser leg has just fallen down to her thigh, and she gently pulls it down...
"Ouch!"
It hurts!
The key is that it is very cold!
One leg was exposed in white flowers, and the other was slightly exposed, and one leg was covered with cold goose bumps.
what to do?
Ming Jing pulled again, "Ouch!"
"It's so loud!"
Jia Pingan next door got angry.
"Bitch!"
Ming Jing was furious, "My leg hurts!"
What about compassion?
Not at all!
Mingjing gritted her teeth and looked at her thigh, then suddenly threw away her hand, "Then don't worry about it, that's it!"
But when she pulled up her trousers, Ming Jing fell down heavily.
"What should I do if I want to pull it later? Could it be the pants?"
She wants to cry but has no tears.
"I'm afraid of you!"
Jia Ping'an's scolding came from the next door, followed by the rustling sound of putting on clothes, and stomping on his shoes a few times when putting on his shoes, which showed that he was very angry after being woken up.
The door creaked open.
Knock knock!
"Open the door!"
Jia Ping'an was really annoyed.
The whole journey was rushed, the key was that he barely slept the night before departure, he ran back and forth on both sides, and promised the two wives that he would come back in time.
Doze off!
Ming Jing inside was taken aback for a moment.
Can you open it?
What if he turns into a beast?
What if you want to pull your pants down?
Ming Jing hesitated again and again.
"Don't drive me away."
Ming Jing scolded: "Bitch is hypocritical!"
She opened the door, and Jia Pingan glanced at her pants, "Is there any bleeding?"
"not yet."
"That is not bad."
Jia Ping'an felt relieved, "It's probably because there was too much friction and the skin was broken."
Easy you said!
Ming Jing said angrily: "If you can't pull it, it hurts when you move it. It's heart-piercing pain!"
"That's because the human body's skin has several layers of tissue. When the epidermis is damaged, it hurts, but this is a good thing, because the wound is not deep..."
"What you said is true." Ming Jing obviously didn't believe it, "What if the wound is deep?"
This mallet!
Jia Pingan frowned and looked at the wrinkled part of her trousers thigh, "For example, someone was scalded by the boiling water and didn't feel pain. Do you know why?"
"Why?" Ming Jing somehow believed it.
"Because the innermost layer rich in nerves is directly killed by the boiling water, there is no pain."
"What kind of knowledge is this?" Ming Jing was suddenly very interested.
"New learning!"
Jia Pingan looked around the room, "Is there a pot?"
"no."
"It's purely because I can't take care of myself!"
Jia Ping'an opened the door and went out, and when he came back later, he was carrying a basin of hot water.
"Take your pants off."
"what are you up to?"
Ming Jing put on a defensive posture subconsciously.
"What am I really going to do..." Jia Pingan looked her up and down, "Will you refuse?"
Ming Jing shook her head, and then realized she was wrong, so she nodded, "I will definitely kill you!"
"Then kill yourself."
Jia Pingan said angrily, "How many pairs of pants did you bring?"
"Three."
"It's pretty well prepared."
Jia Pingan went out again and got a pair of scissors, "I cut off the wound around myself, don't pull the rest, soak it in warm water with a towel, understand, soak? Slowly separated, and then Do you know what to do before you take the medicine yourself?"
Ming Jing was a little confused, "I have to take off my pants before!"
Jia Ping'an covered his forehead!
I lost to you!
He gritted his teeth and said, "Baiqi's training was in vain? What about disinfection? Where did it go?"
"Oh!" Ming Jing just remembered this, with a face of indifference, "I'm very clean!"
"Bullshit!" Jia Ping'an was speechless.
"Look if you don't believe me!"
Ming Jing said and was about to pull down her pants.
Jia Pingan couldn't help but glanced at it.
"Sure enough, you want to take a peek!"
Ming Jing said angrily: "I'll kill you!"
Jia Pingan lost to her, "Hurry up and deal with it."
After he left, Ming Jing used his own method to cut off her trousers, her legs were bare, she mumbled and covered her with hot water for a long time, she was finally relieved from grinning, and then disinfected with alcohol...
"Ouch..."
Jia Pingan next door was not woken up this time and slept soundly.
Jia Pingan came out to wash up, and the door next door opened, and Ming Jing walked out with her legs crossed.
"Walk more seriously! Otherwise, those who don't know will think that I have done something to you."
Jia Ping'an went to wash up, came back and had breakfast together, and immediately began to ask questions.
After a morning, I found nothing.
"The deceased committed suicide, Yang Dashu went to check."
The ancestral tomb robber Yang Dashu stood up, "Marquis Wuyang, the deceased fell from a height and hit his head and died."
This line is broken.
"The point is to find the gold."
Ming Jing is sitting in the skip today, "If you can't find gold, this matter will be very troublesome."
Crap!
Jia Pingan knew that this matter should be clarified before Li Zhi and Ajie arrived, otherwise the whole Baiqi would live an unclean life this year.
"Have you searched the entire Zhaoling Mausoleum?"
Jia Pingan asked.
Xu Qian nodded, "The whereabouts of the Huang Department in those few days are all under our control, and the approximate location has been searched many times."
Ming Jing frowned, "Where did he go privately?"
Xu Qian shook his head, "This is Zhaoling, there are many people, and there are guards outside. If he goes out, he will definitely be found."
Bao Dong said: "Will there be any accomplices?"
The atmosphere is getting awkward...
All the leaders present were guarding Zhaoling, Bao Dong's words seemed to be scolding the bald donkey in front of the monk.
Looks like Baiqi still has to learn a lesson, the name is the art of speaking.
Bao Dong laughed dryly, realizing that he had made a mistake.
Jia Ping'an said: "Any group has a black sheep. Bao Dong spoke frankly, but he didn't hide his intentions from everyone."
Xu Qian and the others looked pale.
Ming Jing glared at Bao Dong: Look at Marquis Wuyang's ability to speak! What he said was well-founded, and it made the other party feel comfortable.
"The few people who are friends with the Huang Department have also asked about it."
"Marquis of Wuyang!" Peng Weiwei stood up. He missed the interrogation of Chen Laoyu's dead man last time, and he has been brooding all the time, looking for an opportunity to prove himself again.
Jia Pingan shook his head, "So, please take me to have a look."
This is Zhaoling, tortured... When Li Zhi heard the news, he reckoned it would explode.
The construction of Zhaoling Mausoleum is very grand. Jia Ping'an has something in his mind, but he still lingers on.
Especially when he saw the Six Steeds of Zhaoling Mausoleum, he couldn't help but stop for a long time.
The six horses of Zhaoling were stolen by foreigners in later generations, and all of them were intercepted, but they couldn't stand the family's prodigal sons. The warlords sold two yuan, and finally flowed to the United States and became the collection of the United States.
The other four pieces were smashed by the Americans to steal, but they were intercepted by the locals and repaired later.
"No matter how exquisite things are, they can't stand the disaster of future generations, so no matter how exquisite things are in the Tang Dynasty, they can't compare with the Tang Dynasty cavalry!"
No matter how many works of art, no matter how prosperous the era is, it will be empty. Without strong force as a guarantee, all these will only attract the coveted eyes of robbers.
Everyone felt that this was true.
But what is Jia Pingan doing looking at the West?
When Jia Pingan wants to wait until his voice is strong enough, he must leave a rule for those people: develop ocean trade and naval forces, explore the entire unknown world, and then...
After appreciating the Six Steeds of Zhaoling Mausoleum, he entered Xuanwu Gate and inspected along the way.
All the way to the middle of the mountain, Xu Qian pointed to the left and said: "There used to be a plank road, from here to the entrance of the mausoleum."
There are some verandah houses on the side.
A palace official said convincingly: "The late Emperor and Empress Wende would often come here to play."
Jia Ping'an felt a chill down his spine.
This is death as life.
Everyone checked along the way, but nothing was gained.
Xu Qian panted, "It's almost three feet deep here."
Where would that be?
Further up, you can see some grottoes.
"There are some idols in here."
There are stone statues and bronze statues.
"The grottoes over Longmen are better."
A Baiqi casually mentioned something.
Everyone agreed.
Jia Pingan slowed down and looked at the terrain here.
Xu Qian discovered that the gold had been stolen, and immediately searched inside. Huang Bu felt guilty, so he hid the gold somewhere, and then jumped off a cliff to commit suicide in despair.
Where can he hide the gold?
Dig a pit and bury it. This is a mountain peak with little soil, and the new pit will leave traces.
The scope of activities of the Huang Department is limited, and it is impossible to find an inaccessible place to bury things.
But Xu Qian and the others searched for a long time but didn't find it. Where did they go?
"Who does Huang Bu associate with on weekdays?"
Jia Pingan asked Xu Qian in private.
"The Huang Department is in charge of supplies. There are troops here in Zhaoling. He often goes there to drink."
This is a slick guy, which brings great difficulties to the investigation.
The first thing is to find gold, and Jia Pingan is not going to take care of the rest.
What accomplices are none of my business!
He just wanted to go home and celebrate the new year with his two wives.
"Let's go back."
There is no way forward.
The mountain road is already rugged, and it is more difficult to go back.
There are more than a dozen sergeants in front, and the same is true for the rear.
"Have you found anything?"
Ming Jing blushed, not because she was shy, but because she was uncomfortable walking with her legs crossed.
Jia Pingan shook his head.
"Help me!"
Ming Jing really couldn't do it anymore, she supported his shoulders, panting; "Leg hurts."
"If you walk around after the scar is formed, the scar will split and then bleed..."
Ming Jing's hand turned into a claw.
"After bleeding, it will form a scar, and then split open... There will be endless descendants!"
Ming Jing squeezed hard.
Fuck!
"let go!"
"Not Loose!"
Ming Jing was furious.
Jia Pingan suffered from pain and his body was unstable, so he leaned against the mountain.
Beside the grotto, the idol looked at the ground silently.
Jia Pingshun looked down on this respect.
When he saw the bronze statue, he reached out and touched it.
Good weight!
He tapped with his fingers.
The voice is a bit muffled.
My fingernails hurt so much.
Jia Pingan was angry and pushed slightly.
Can't push it.
The bronze statue is not big...
Even if it is solid, it won’t be enough, right?
"what you do?"
Ming Jing put his shoulders on his shoulders and asked.
This action was very ambiguous, Jia Pingan retracted his hand, "It's okay, just take a look."
He seemingly casually glanced at the expressions of everyone behind him.
Then turned around, "You can't keep your leg."
Ming Jing was furious and kicked him.
Back to the place later, everyone was cold and tired. After eating, they all huddled in the room.
Jia Pingan stood outside, silently looking in the direction of the grotto.
Ming Jing changed a pair of pants, and came out to wash the dirty clothes, "What are you looking at?"
"I wonder if the gold is in the cave."
"Except for the stone statues and bronze statues in the grottoes, where is the gold?"
Ming Jing felt that Jia Ping'an went to the doctor in a hurry.
Jia Pingan rubbed his chin, "If there is one? I want to check it out at night."
"You're crazy!"
Ming Jing went to wash clothes with a basin, and came back to dry them later, turning her head to look at Jia Ping'an from time to time.
She put the basin back and knocked on the door, "Hey! Do you really want to go?"
"Come in."
Jia Ping'an's voice was a little muffled.
Ming Jing pushed open the door, and saw Jia Ping'an's right nose stuffed with a cloth ball.
"Nosebleed?"
Deserved it!
Jia Pingan ignored her, but thought hard.
"That bronze statue is too heavy!"
"Bronze statues are heavy!"
"But Datang is short of copper!"
The Central Plains has always been short of copper, and cloth is used for currency.
Later, they even creatively produced paper money.
"Have you ever seen a bronze statue?"
Ming Jing felt that he was imagining.
Master Jia used to farm with his cousin in Huazhou. Where did the bronze statue come from?
The Tang Dynasty was short of copper, and the local government used copper to cast things. Later, the Chang'an Household Department was able to fly a sword and chop off the decision-maker.
Tell you to waste copper!
There are bronze statues in Zhaoling Mausoleum, but most of them are stone statues, which can be seen from this.
"But that bronze statue is very heavy."
Jia Pingan frowned, "It's too heavy."
"Have you seen the bronze statue?" Ming Jing asked again.
"I have seen."
In later generations, he also made copper products, and used copper rods to disassemble the big shaft...
A group of bumpkins!
"I want to go and see it tonight."
"At night..." Ming Jing shivered, "They said that Emperor Xian and Empress Wende would come out for a stroll at night."
Jia Pingan shook his head, "I don't believe it."
He decided to check it out at night.
Ming Jing had goosebumps all over her body, "Even if Emperor Xian and Empress Wende don't come out, what if there are ghostly mandrills?"
"I am a boy, I can ward off evil spirits!"
Ming Jing punched, Jia Pingan didn't move, the punch stayed on his forehead.
"Why don't you hide?"
"I thought you had a sense of proportion!"
Boom!
Jia Ping'an is down!
…
It was getting dark, and the entire Zhaoling Mausoleum was dark except for the lanterns in the palaces.
Two shadows fumbled out of the room.
"I shouldn't have gone!"
"If you don't go, what if someone finds out that I stole something or desecrated Zhaoling? Who will prove it?"
"Can't I not go?"
"Do you think I am willing to take you there? You are a burden, if you are not careful, you will be discovered, and you will bring me with you!"
The two went out quietly.
Climb the mountain all the way.
Ming Jing shivered from the cold wind.
"Be careful!"
Because of the mountain, some steps are quite steep.
Ming Jing's skills should be fine, but her thigh is injured.
"come over!"
Jia Pingan gave her a hand, and muttered, "I should have brought Shao Peng here, to save trouble."
Ming Jing wanted to slap him, but she worried about alarming those people, "Why didn't you call Xu Qian?"
"Before this matter is found out, they are all suspected."
Jia Pingan pulled her, feeling that he really did it on his own.
"Yes... But Xu Qian can't?"
Ming Jing felt that Jia Ping'an was a bit out of control.
"Money touches people's hearts!"
Later generations can't do anything for money. They acted very well on TV, but in reality they are simple and rude: steal, rob, snatch, poison.
"If Xu Qian is suspicious, will he let people stare at you?" Ming Jing glanced back, "He found us going out, so he followed quietly, and clicked everywhere..."
"You **** can't say something good?"
Jia Pingan felt as if someone was blowing on the back of his neck.
He glanced back guiltily, but there was no one.
"Quicker."
The two climbed up with one foot deep and one shallow foot.
"Where is the grotto?" Ming Jing panted like thunder, and Jia Pingan felt that adding a bellows would be enough to blow air into the stove.
"have no idea."
Ming Jing: "You don't know?"
My old lady is going to be mad at you!
"Touch slowly."
The approximate location Jia Pingan remembered, but the visibility is not high tonight, so the specific location needs to be checked.
"Start touching here."
Jia Pingan touched it for a while, his hands were numb from the cold, "It's up to you to touch it."
Ming Jing trembled, "Will there be a snake?"
Jia Pingan burst into anger, "Do you think snakes can come out in this weather?"
"Why not?"
"Snakes hibernate."
"What is hibernation?"
Ming Jing gradually became less nervous.
"Hibernation means that the temperature is low in winter and there is a lack of food. Some animals have evolved the trick of hibernation. They nourish in autumn and hibernate in winter, relying on fat to support the coming spring..."
This man is so knowledgeable!
Of course Ming Jing refused to publicly praise Jia Pingan, a bitch.
She fumbles, reaches into an empty space, and…
"Jia Pingan..."
The voice was actually crying.
Jia Pingan stepped forward, "What's wrong?"
Ming Jing choked up, "I touched a hand, it was cold, help me..."
…
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(end of this chapter)