It's easy to get things done with money.

Half of the goods, double the price.

The mystery buyer only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

By the time the buyer left with a truckload of goods, it was already evening.

Mr. Zhu stood in front of the Tianbao Pavilion and rang the gong: "Ladies and gentlemen, the sun is about to go down, and the snow is going to be cold, so let's come to the Tianbao Pavilion after sunrise tomorrow." It's closed today!"

The women in front of the queue couldn't help but shout, "Did you sell all the dresses to the man who drove the car? ”

Mr. Zhu laughed: "The lord of Longwu County came to Tianbao Pavilion and brought a cart of dresses to the nobles in the capital. But the clothes and skirts of Tianbao Pavilion are enough! You will come back tomorrow, and the price will not change!"

The guys over there have already covered the gate of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

With Mr. Zhu's promise not to increase the price, everyone left privately.

As he approached, an informant following the mystery buyer sent back a message.

The cart pulling the dress of Tianbao Pavilion galloped all the way, and it had already left Qucheng and went south to Tang Kingdom.

At noon on the second day, the informant sent another message.

The cart entered Tang Guo Pillow Mountain and did not come out again.

In the warm hall in the backyard of Tianbao Pavilion, everyone sat around the small stove.

Hear the informant's oral message.

Hu Qingxiu's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Pillow Mountain, isn't Jimo Huaijin actually Liu Chengyou's territory?"

"It won't be Mr.!" Li Jinhua shook his head again and again: "He won't be so boring!"

"It's not him...... That's him!" Hu Qing clenched his right hand into the palm of his left hand: "I can't think of anyone else except him!"

Li Jinhua smiled with relief: "Not really!"

"What are you talking about?" Guo Ruoxue wondered.

Hu Qing and Li Jinhua looked at each other and smiled, but did not answer.

At this time.

On the yellowed dry grass on the slope of the south side of Pillow Mountain, a pure white altar looks unusually dazzling in the winter sun at noon.

The sacrificial high platform sits in the south and faces the north, and the three sacrifices and five ceremonies are complete on the altar.

Li Junze, the fifth prince of the Tang Kingdom, who was dressed in black and wearing a pure white cloak, ascended the sacrificial platform with a look of pity.

Li Junze raised three green smoke incense sticks with both hands and bowed to the pillow mountain full of withered grass: "Bad luck, Junze's death." The vast pillow mountain hides your soul. The withered grass is gray and yellow, the cold wind is like a knife, the world is raising troops, cholera is imminent, the world is gone, and the fairyland is safe?......"

Not far away, Liu Jin, who was wearing armor and holding a halberd, sighed, and turned his head to look at Liu Yun with a solemn face on the side: "Mother, mother, he set up a large altar to mobilize the people, it turned out that it was just to worship a woman?"

Liu Yun smiled slightly: "Isn't this very good!"

"Yes!" Liu Jin nodded: "I just don't know what His Highness and that Zhou Rong talked about!

Liu Yun narrowed her eyes and did not answer.

On the altar, Li Junze finished reciting the long sacrificial words and carefully inserted the incense into the incense burner. After that, Li Junze sighed deeply, turned around, and said to the attendant who was waiting not far away with a sad expression: "Fire!"

The attendant looked at the beautiful dress in the dark red box in front of him, and closed his eyes and lit the torch.

The brocade dress instantly turned into a raging flame.

The good material burned, and the flames were cheerful.

Li Junze looked at the flames, looked at the pillow mountain, and finally looked up at the sky with slightly squinted eyes and said sadly: "May the fairy have a spirit in the sky to protect Junze and meet the emperor and the concubine as soon as possible." ”