Chapter Ninety-Two: The Treasure of the Former Dynasty

Qiaoya followed her gaze, and sure enough, the gray sky slowly appeared a little snow-white, and then became denser and denser, and soon turned into goose feather snow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"The snow came so early this year. Qiaoya sighed, and then turned to interest, "Miss, if the snow is heavy enough, let's go down the mountain tomorrow to build a snowman." ”

"No, I won't. Xue Ying lowered her head, and her tone was always gloomy.

Qiao Ya watched Xue Ying turn around and enter the house with a shocked and dazed expression, grabbing her hair in confusion: "Miss, what's wrong?" and then remembered that she hadn't finished what she had just said, and hurriedly followed up, "Miss, there's really a war in northern Xinjiang!"

"Well, you just said that. Xue Ying picked up the teacup to warm her hands, "How's the situation?"

"I heard that the fight was quite strong, and the country of Kitahara almost poured out of the country, like crazy. However, they still couldn't fight Chuan Shuai, and they were pushed out of Dongguan. Qiaoya waved her fist, "Sichuan is handsome and strong! Xinjiang is strong!"

Xue Ying didn't jump up with him, she was stunned for a while, and suddenly said, "Qiaoya, grind ink." ”

"Well, Miss, are you going to practice calligraphy again?" Qiao Ya heard this, went over to open the box, took out the inkstone, carefully dripped warm water and began to grind the ink.

Xue Ying just took a pen and paper and wrote a simple sentence, Qiaoya didn't even see it clearly, she had already picked it up and dried it gently, folded it and put it in an envelope.

"You forward this letter to Aunt He'an, and ask her to send it to Xixi. ”

"Miss, what did you write?" Qiao Ya just wanted to take it apart, but Xue Ying's eyes made her suddenly realize the seriousness of this matter, and immediately withdrew her hand and raised three fingers. "I promise, no peeping. ”

"I believe in you, go ahead. ”

"Yes, miss. Then don't run around, or you will turn around and see that I didn't guard you, and you will scold me again. ”

"I don't run around. Xue Ying reluctantly raised three fingers and made the same promise as her.

The strange thing is that when Qiaoya arrived at Zhao Zhuangtou's house, she couldn't even enter the door, and she was bombarded back when she gave the letter to Aunt He'an at the door.

Aunt He'an took the letter handed over by Qiaoya and entered the hall, and in the middle of it sat a person in a gray robe, who was the master of Mingtu who had not been seen for a long time.

Master Mingtu obviously lost a lot of weight, and his eyes were tired, but he still looked like a hanger, tilting his body to support his head, and asked without raising his head, "Whose letter?"

"Miss let me send it to the past. ”

Master Mingtu stretched out his hand, Aunt He'an gave her the letter, and then watched Master Mingtu tear the letter open very naturally, as if the letter belonged to her.

Glancing at the contents of the letter, Master Mingtu first tilted his head in confusion, and then smiled half helplessly and half with relief: "This girl ......"

"What did the young lady say?"

"Mingche let the past do whatever it takes to fully support the Northern Xinjiang Theater. ”

Aunt He'an was very surprised: "Miss, how could she know ......" Before Master Mingtu came to the door today, even they didn't know what was going on over there.

"It's just right, I'm not sure if Xi Xi will listen to me, with Ming Che's order, Xi Xi is afraid that no matter how reluctant she is, she will have to cut off this piece of meat. ”

"Do you still need me to talk to the past?"

"I still have to do it, Mingche wants Xi Xi to make a free donation, but I can't help it. Master Mingtu slowly reloaded the letter into it, "The treasure of the previous dynasty, that's a lot of money!"

Zhao Zhuangtou and Aunt He'an lowered their heads at the same time, they had just learned from Master Mingtu that the greatest value of the wasteland that had explored the hot springs was not in the hot springs, but the treasures of the previous dynasty buried underneath. In the past, she used the excuse of building a hot spring villa, but in fact she was looking for the whereabouts of this treasure.

So only those they sent will be sent back by the past.

Aunt He'an muttered: "Could it be that Xi Xi told Miss last time he came back?"

"Xi Xi wouldn't be so stupid. Master Mingtu's voice was a little tired, "The relationship between her and Mingche hasn't reached that point yet. ”

"But didn't she suggest that Miss buy that piece of land back then?" When she made this suggestion, Xi Xi didn't know that Xue Ying would generously hand over that piece of land to Xi Xi to be the master, in other words, could it be that Xi Xi wanted Xue Ying to own the money before?

"Why have you always been so straight?" Master Mingtu glanced at Aunt He'an helplessly, "In the past, Mingche bought that piece of land precisely to prevent others from finding the treasure. The land is so big that even if you build a hot spring villa on it, you won't find the treasures below. So unless Xi Xi went in person, no one would want to find the whereabouts of the treasure. ”

"That's why the young lady gave up the villa to Xi Xi?" reasoned Aunt He'an.

"I don't know about this, my apprentice......" Master Mingtu shook his head, "It seems clumsy and simple, but what she does is often unexpected, so even Mingli is afraid of her." As far as I can guess, she probably wouldn't have thought much about it even if she had any doubts before, and it wasn't until this time that she offered to sell the land, and she became alert. Moreover, although she knew that she might have gained a lot of money in the past, no matter how she expected it, she would never have thought that what was buried under the Hot Spring Villa would be the treasures of the previous dynasty. But then again, I can know this because of the rational disclosure, and she can know so much just by her own calculations, her brain is not simple!"

When Zhao Zhuangtou and Aunt He'an heard this, they couldn't help but glance at each other: Is that gentle and approachable young lady so unfathomable?

Over the years, she has been the only variable that has been beyond the scope of reason's predictions, and although there are not many more than that, it is already rare. ”

"That's why you took her as an apprentice?" Aunt He'an brought up this unsolved mystery that had plagued her for a long time.

Mingtu nodded.

"However, the variables beyond the prediction mean that we can't know if she is good or bad, in case it ......" Zhao Zhuangtou followed up and raised his doubts.

"I just want to be sensible. Master Mingtu hooked his lips and smiled, "I can't get used to her looking like she is confident in everything in the world." ”

"......" Zhao and his wife were speechless at the same time. Although they respect Master Mingtu very much, they also have to admit that this person is really terrible when he is willful! You must know that although Xue Ying is now only the heir of Master Mingtu's unjustifiable name, judging from the current situation, this heir will come true sooner or later, and when the time comes, Xue Ying will have the power to decide the fate of a country.

And Master Mingtu is now handing over this power to an unstable "variable" just to anger a certain "person", this is too crazy, right?

"I'm tired. Master Mingtu sighed, got up and walked out slowly, "Anyway, after I die, Dagu's stability has nothing to do with me, in that case, why not make fate more unpredictable and more interesting?"

To put it bluntly, she is willful!

As soon as she went out, a shadow appeared behind her from nowhere, covering her in a thick coat.

"It's snowing," Master Mingtu looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, "Jiangbei, there will be no peace again." ”