After handing the rope to the people on the raft, the diving man also turned over on the raft. Then, all the big men began to pull the rope in unison. In order to maintain the balance of the raft, people stood on both sides of the raft. All of them worked together, and in a few moments the two large boxes were dragged onto the raft. This was true for all five rafts, with a total of ten boxes hauled in. Due to the heavy weight of the box and the addition of these big men, almost the entire raft was pressed into the water. The big men paddled hard, and finally dragged the wooden boxes to the shore. The men carried the wooden boxes onto the cart.

Song Zheng counted, a total of seventeen carts, to Song Zheng's surprise, seven of them already had a big wooden box on it. The men then burned all the rafts, which were reduced to ashes in a short time because they were not long submerged in water and dried soon after they reached the shore. The seven carts then began to head south along the shore of the lake. Ten other carts, each carrying a box that had just been fished up, followed suite. Two quarters of an hour later, all the carts were gone. The big man who was guarding the mountain road at the top of the ridge also came down from the west side, but did not follow him, but searched on the west side of the west mountain.

Song Zheng slipped down quietly from behind the rocks, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, where did these people come from, and what did they get out of the water? It seems that the wooden box is very heavy, it must be something like gold and silver, otherwise it would not have used so many people. Song Zheng had an initial judgment and had great expectations for the "great opportunity" mentioned by Old Man Zheng.

Song Zheng went down the mountain and returned to the village, and went straight to the dilapidated house in the northwest corner of the village, which was the home of Old Man Zheng. Due to the fast movements of those people just now, Song Zheng came to Old Man Zheng's house, and it was just noon. Song Zheng entered the leaky thatched hut, and Old Man Zheng sat on the only wooden pier in the house, his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. Song Zheng looked at the house that had almost collapsed in half, and saw that the room could almost be described as "three walls of the house". The only kang was stacked with a torn quilt of unknown color, as well as some wheat straw. In addition, in the corner of the house, half a bag of grain is used. Even the stove collapsed in half. It seems that Old Man Zheng lives by eating raw food.

Song Zheng stepped forward and called out softly, "Grandpa Zheng", and Old Man Zheng woke up and raised his head. Song Zheng was surprised to find that Old Man Zheng had actually freshened up, and his gray hair was tied up, although his robe was still tattered and he was haggard, but the spirit of the whole person was different.

Seeing Song Zheng, Old Man Zheng asked, "How is it?" Song Zheng told what he saw. Old man Gao asked again, "Are all the people gone?" Song Zheng nodded, Old Man Zheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said: "It seems that the first batch of the original three hundred people, one of them slipped through the net, exposing the first location, fortunately, the other two should not have noticed." ”

Song Zheng looked at Old Man Zheng blankly, full of questions, but he didn't know how to speak.

Old man Zheng said, "Little guy, do you have a lot to ask?" ”

Song Zheng nodded.

Old man Zheng sighed and said: "After so many years, I didn't expect that I didn't die, and finally I could meet you, a little guy, it seems that God doesn't want King Lu's secret treasure to be silent forever." Come, little one, sit down on the floor opposite, and I'll tell you about me. ”

Song Zheng sat down as he said. Old man Zheng said: "I was originally a person from this village, named Zheng Renze, my parents died early, and I was the only one left. So, at the age of fifteen, he walked out of the mountains and went out to live. Then, Old Man Zheng told his story.

Zheng Ren followed the caravan to the Liao State, and later became the family member of Liu Fengnian, the deputy commander of the Liao State's Shan Army, and became Liu Fengnian's confidant because he was quite smart and clever. Liu Fengnian rebelled out of Zhongjing, and later became the king of Lu. Zheng Ren has been by Liu Fengnian's side until Taizong attacked Lu and the king of Lu failed to surrender, so he planned to bury the property he had plundered for many years. Since Zheng Ren was King Lu's confidant and a member of the Mizhou clan, King Lu ordered Zheng Ren to lead 300 pro-troops to transport the treasures to Maling Lake in three batches for burial. After burying the treasure, Zheng Ren returned to Mizhou with these pro-soldiers. After that, King Lu knew that he could not escape death, so he ordered Zheng Ren to poison all 300 pro-soldiers. Due to the urgency of the military situation at the beginning, Zheng Ren only checked it roughly, and thought that all the 300 pro-soldiers were dead, but now he recalled that one of the first batch of 100 pro-soldiers may have slipped through the net.

Before King Lu hanged himself, he ordered two other pro-soldiers to strangle Zheng Renze to death in front of him, so that King Lu's secret treasure would sink into the sea of history forever. Who knew that these two pro-soldiers had received the favor of Zheng Renze, but they only fainted Zheng Renze, but did not kill him. King Lu almost collapsed at that time, and after seeing Zheng Ren lying on the ground without moving, he immediately committed suicide by hanging himself.

After Zheng Ren woke up, he escaped from Mizhou and returned to his hometown Zhengjiazhuang. At first, Zheng Ren was still like a normal person, but because his neck was strangled for too long, his brain was damaged, and his heart was full of resentment towards King Lu, and the past was constantly entangled in his heart, so that his brain became more and more confused. In the end, I only remember the treasure buried in my heart. What Zheng Ren didn't expect was that he would be able to live until now and sober up at the last moment of his life.

After telling the story in one breath, Old Man Zheng was so tired that he almost couldn't breathe, and he rested for a while before saying: "I didn't count the killing when I was out wandering, and I had hundreds of lives on my hands, little guy, are you afraid of me?" ”

Song Zheng was so shocked by Old Man Zheng that his scalp was numb, and he killed 300 people with his own hands in one go, this Old Man Zheng was really ruthless. However, when he saw Old Man Zheng dying, he didn't feel a little sad. Whether it is a hero or a traitor, at the last moment of life, it is so helpless. Therefore, in response to Old Man Zheng's question, Song Zheng shook his head.

Old man Zheng sighed again: "I'm dying now, and I'm about to die, so there's really nothing to be afraid of." Little guy, after listening to this story, are you now tempted by King Lu's secret treasure? ”

Song Zheng nodded instinctively. Treasure, whoever doesn't like it is a bastard. However, Song Zheng's concentration was good, and he quickly came to his senses and scratched his head embarrassedly.

Old man Zheng grinned and said, "When I was young, I was in troubled times, so I didn't have a family, and I had no children or daughters. When I was about to die, I ran into you, which can be regarded as fate. In this case, if you recognize me as a godfather, kowtow to me three times, and send me to the end, I will tell you the other two treasure locations. ”

Song Zheng was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed, you murderer old man Zheng, call you Grandpa Zheng, you respect your age, you actually let me recognize my grandfather, and tried in vain to exchange the secret of the hidden treasure, it is really unreasonable. The eldest husband has done something and wants me to bend my knees and dream. Thinking of this, Song Zheng stood up, his face sank, and said, "Grandpa Zheng, I'll help you to see that you are pitiful, and you don't want anything else." Don't talk about whether I can get those treasures, you can put the gold mountain in front of me, I still don't want to recognize this grandfather. ”

Old man Zheng looked at him in surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to be so backbone at such a young age." However, I warn you that what those men took from Maling Lake was no more than 100,000 taels of gold, and the remaining two parts contained not only gold, but also many other treasures, which were worth much more than these 100,000 taels of gold. If you recognize your godfather, you will almost immediately become rich and rival the country. ”

The sentence "rich rivals the country" made Song Zheng's knees bend a little immediately. However, our Song Xiaogongzi still held on: Damn, it's so tempting, I almost can't resist it, master.

Old man Zheng saw that Song Zheng still had no intention of kneeling, a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Yes, he is still a hero, stronger than Lao Tzu back then." However, if you get the treasure so easily, it will be too cheap for you. So, I'll teach you a poem, which I made up after I buried the treasure, and the poem alludes to the location of the treasure. This is also a great opportunity for you, and I have fulfilled my promise. After that, the old man Zheng recited a few of his poems that he didn't understand: "The light of the 12th lake in August is good, the sunrise is the shadow of the snake in the West Mountain, the tortoise shell is broken by the Yang Shen arrow, and the three dogs have no water to when they go in." ”

Old man Zheng continued: "Now that the first batch of treasures has been dug up, I am not afraid to explain the first two sentences of this poem "Maling Autumn Color" to you, August 12, naturally the date, the lake is Maling Lake. The sun rises from the west mountain, of course, standing on the shore of Maling Lake, the sun rises from the east side of the west mountain, and the snake shadow refers to the shadow formed by the Xishan mountain range on the lake, and also refers to the reflection of the highest mountain in the lake. As for the last two sentences, it's up to you to understand yourself. ”

Song Zheng couldn't help but curse in his heart, Old Man Zheng, you just told me directly, and let the young master guess the riddle, it's really nerve-wracking.

Old man Zheng saw Song Zheng's confused appearance, and laughed again, as if some conspiracy had succeeded. made Song Zheng even more unhappy.

After a while, Old Man Zheng said, "You go, neither of us owes anyone now." If you can guess it, it is your creation, and if you can't guess it, you can only blame you for being stupid and complain about others. ”

For this unreasonable old man, Song Zheng really wanted to leave, but he still felt a little unbearable in his heart and said, "Then what will you do in the future?" ”

Old man Zheng smiled: "Me? Hehe, I've got my own place to go. No one has to bother. Seeing that Song Zheng was still a little hesitant, Old Man Zheng said, "What, do you want to ask something from me?" You don't think I'm going to tell you. ”

When Song Zheng heard him say this, he was so angry that he immediately turned his head and walked out. When he walked to the door, Old Man Zheng's voice came from behind, "There is a correlation between the two, three and four sentences of the poem, learn some arithmetic, it shouldn't be too difficult to guess." Song Zheng paused, didn't look back, and strode out of the house.

When Song Zheng returned home, it was already late for the family, and everyone in the family was about to go crazy. Zhu was so anxious that he wiped his tears, and Song Jue was also so anxious that he waved the ring ruler, just when Song Yu came back from outside. Song Zheng felt guilty in his heart, and hurriedly explained that he had gone to Maling Lake to play and forgot the time for a while. And repeatedly promised to go home on time in the future. Song Zheng's status in the family has improved a lot now, and with the protection of Old Man Song, no one dares to say anything. (Ask for flowers, ask for tickets, ask for collections, welcome to comment)