Although it was already time, the lively atmosphere in Zhu Ping'an's house had not weakened. Fengyangfang City was completely destroyed by thieves, and the people of Fengyang who fled in the imperial city have returned home, but they are all distributed in various villages on the outskirts of the city, so naturally there is no curfew.

Zhu Ping'an ordered twenty tables of banquets at the Fuman Building at the foot of the imperial city in the city. The thieves have just retreated, although there is no good wine and food, the owner of Fumanlou is a relative of the prefect of Fengyang, so naturally there is a way.

At that moment, a lot of livestock were slaughtered from the hands of the thieves, and the combination of big fish and meat was just the same as the appetite of these officers who came to congratulate them, one by one, holding the wine jar, nibbling on large pieces of mutton, and talking with great pleasure.

Cao Wuxian didn't like to be lively, so he was not good at drinking, and he was not suitable for this occasion, so he hid in the kitchen early in the morning. Zhang Dagou diligently helped him get two roast lamb legs and a small jar of special rice wine made by Fumanlou to appease this young master.

Since the betrayal of Zhu Ping'an by beating his brother Zhang Ergou was exposed, Zhang Dagou always felt that he couldn't hold his head up in front of these brothers. Zhu Ping'an spared Zhang Ergou, that is a large number of adults. But Zhang Dagou always felt that the brothers around him looked at the two brothers a little strangely, which made him depressed.

There is also this Cao Wuxian Cao in front of him, who is a brother who grew up together as an adult. Although he always speaks and does things with a feminine atmosphere on weekdays, he is a good brother who is not afraid of life and death.

No matter who it is, as long as he dares to say the slightest unfavorable word to Zhu Ping'an, this young master will immediately draw his sword and face him. Even the brothers of the hundred households were bullied outside, and this young master didn't say a word, and went to flatten the headache first. Therefore, although others are not smiling, the brothers of the hundred households are very convinced of him.

Seeing that Cao Wuxian had eaten the leg of mutton with a tasteful taste, and there was no rice wine left in the wine jar, Zhang Dagou asked tentatively: "Master Cao, if you want to use something, I'll go get it!" ”

Cao Wuxian burped, a happy smile appeared on his face, it felt so good to be full!

Recalling that when he entered the palace at the beginning of the year, he was small and weak, and he was often beaten and scolded by the eunuch Zou Jing, and it was common for him to be starved for one or two meals. Therefore, having a full meal has become the most important thing in Cao Wuxian's life besides protecting Zhu Ping'an.

Cao Wuxian will always remember that dark night, he was starved for two days, and could only hide quietly in the grass in the stable and close his eyes and wait for death. At that time, even he didn't know if he would be able to see the next day's sun.

However, after the lights went out in the courtyard, a short black shadow quietly touched the stable and stuffed two steamed buns into his hands. The moonlight sprinkled on his face, that face was something that Cao Wuxian could never forget for the rest of his life, in his opinion, this person was a god, an immortal who came to save himself.

Later, Cao Wuxian learned that the person who touched the stable was Zhu Ping'an, at that time, he was six years old, two years younger than himself, and was the son of the palace.

Later, with the help of Zhu Ping'an, Cao Wuxian was asked by Yao Shaoqin's old monster, although he had to stay up every day to practice, but after all, he could eat enough.

Later, Cao Wuxian knew Zhu Ping'an's true identity, and it turned out that he was the son of the grandson of Tang Wangfu. When Chongzhen was five years old, Zhu Yujian succeeded to the throne and became the king of Tang, but Zhu Ping'an was still the identity of the son of the family.

But in Cao Wuxian's mind, Zhu Ping'an is the unyielding prince of the Tang Dynasty, so Cao Wuxian often subconsciously shouts the words "Shiziye", until he was reprimanded by Zhu Ping'an, and then slowly changed his words.

The two of them have supported them all the way to the present, and now, with money, Zhu Ping'an has also been promoted, Cao Wuxian feels that the current life is the happiest.

Cao Wuxian wiped his two oily hands on the robe on his body very gracelessly. Looking at the sky through the window, "Big dog, do you have anything else to do?" ”

Zhang Dagou shook his head inexplicably.

"That's good, I'm going out tonight to get a ticket. You bring a few henchmen to give me a hand! ”

Zhang Dagou's eyes lit up, "Master Cao, do you still have to do things tonight?" ”

"Nonsense, didn't you see that several of the leaders of the Terracotta Division are here! The patrol in the market must be lax, if you don't do it tonight, when will you do it? ”

"Great!" Cao Wuxian was ordered by Zhu Ping'an to secretly investigate the private property of wealthy families in Fengyang, and Zhang Dagou was also one of the insiders. As soon as he heard Cao Wuxian's words, Zhang Dagou suddenly came to his senses.

At that moment, Zhang Dagou quickly summoned five henchmen, brought a pickaxe and shovel that he usually took advantage of, and followed behind Cao Wuxian, except for the back door, the group did not speak, and quickly rushed towards the most lively Fang Market in Fengyang.

This place is the ruins of the Fang City that Zhu Ping'an passed through after being blocked outside the city gate by Shi Yingzhao that day. Fengyang's once largest jewelry and jade shops and Jianghuai salt merchants' shops are all gathered in this area.

Cao Wuxian's judgment was right, today's Fengyang civil and military forces have been rewarded, so everyone is busy with banquets to celebrate, and the soldiers and horses on the street also took the opportunity to be lazy, and on the dark wilderness, only the undulating outline of the ruins was seen, and even a single figure could not be seen.

A few days ago, Cao Wuxian had already taken advantage of the middle of the night to explore the virtual reality of the jewelry and jade shop, there were quite a few receipts here, and all the ones that could be taken have been brought back to the hundred households, and the main purpose of coming tonight is the business name of the Jianghuai salt merchant here - Xiangshun Ji.

Jianghuai salt merchants, rich in the world, have inextricable relationships with various civil and official groups, nobles and even internal officials in the court. On the same day, Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong conquered the outer city of Fengyang within three days, and then they carried out large-scale looting and massacre of the wealthy families in Fengyang City. As the largest business name of Jianghuai salt merchants in Fengyang, Xiangshun Ji is naturally the first to bear the brunt.

All kinds of people in the business were killed by the bandits, and the goods were all used as military funds, and when they heard that it was only cash, they stole more than 100,000 taels. After Cao Wuxian learned such news from Zhu Ping'an's mouth, he couldn't help but be moved.

Obediently, there are more than 100,000 taels of silver, can there be less silver tickets and treasures in the private collection?

Fengyang is an extremely important transit station for Cao Yun, and a considerable part of Jianghuai's grain, rice, salt and other goods must be circulated through Guò Fengyang. In addition, the Ming Dynasty took Zhongdu as the ancestral foundation, and the successive dynasties continued to migrate rich households to enrich Fengyang, so Fengyang can be said to be the second area where rich merchants gathered in addition to the south of the Yangtze River.

Zhu Ping'an learned from the information of later generations that after the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the Manchu Qing Dynasty rebuilt Fengyang, of course, it was impossible to build according to the specifications of the Ming Dynasty, but even so, a lot of gold and silver goods were found from the ruins of Fengyang. On the contrary, it was cheaper for the Manchu Qing Tartars.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ping'an ordered Cao Wuxian to survey the terrain of Fengyangfang City, and got a map of Fengyangfang City from the government to find the location of the wealthy households. And Cao Wuxian got from Yao Shaoqin's professor, except for his kung fu, and also got Yao Shaoqin's method of finding dragon points when he was a thief, which was naturally invincible, and in a few months, the income was already considerable.

Cao Wuxian and others sneaked up and quietly came to the vicinity of the ruins of Xiangshun Ji. Zhang Dagou saw it, and he was a little dizzy, this auspicious Shunji was one of the best businesses in Fengyang back then, covering an area of more than ten acres alone. What's more, they also have inns for entertaining VIPs, which are said to be extremely luxurious.

Such a large area, but how to find it!

Zhang Dagou was about to speak, but Cao Wushu covered his mouth and fell to the ground, and several soldiers behind him hurriedly leaned down.

Cao Wuxian whispered: "Someone! ”

Everyone looked intently, and several figures flickered vaguely on the ruins.

Cao Wuxian and the others looked at each other in surprise, could it be that there were people in the same way who also had the idea of this ruin.

Cao Wuxian made a look, and everyone quietly crawled slowly approaching the area where several figures were active.

"Master Fan, I can't do this job!" A voice suddenly rang out.

The person called Fan Ye was a middle-aged man about forty years old with a bloated figure, who was sitting on a big rock panting at this time, and when he heard this, he hurriedly stopped: "Be quiet, don't you want to bring the inspection here?" ”

The big man who spoke threw the shovel in his hand aside, "Lao Tzu is gone, I have been looking on this pile of rocks for two days, and I haven't even found a shadow!" ”

Fan Ye stomped his feet anxiously, "I said Xu Laosan, but I said it at the beginning." Isn't this good work riskier than digging up graves? It's not much better than staying in the dark underground! ”

The big man sat down on the ground stupidly, took out the water bladder from his waist, poured it with a grunt, wiped his mouth, "No, I'll do it again after a break, just like that, I can't stand it!" ”

As he spoke, four more figures emerged from the ruins, strode closer, and a tall man asked Fan Ye in a low voice. "How's it going?"

Fan Ye hurriedly got up and replied: "Mr. Ning, I still haven't found out, there was not a single live mouth left in the original number, because there was not even a single insider left, so we can only dig little by little." ”

The tall Mr. Ning sighed and turned to a short man beside him, "Lord Tuman, what do you think ......?" ”

The short man didn't speak, just made a gesture to keep looking.

Suddenly, a man who was digging the ground suddenly shouted in surprise: "There is a secret door here!" ”

The crowd hurriedly gathered around.

In the cool moonlight, the masonry on the ground was removed, and a depth of three feet was dug down, and an iron secret door was revealed.

Fan Ye patted his chest, "God bless, I can be regarded as finding it!" ”

Mr. Ning was overjoyed, grabbed the hammer in the hand of a man, and was about to smash the iron lock of the secret door on the ground, but was stopped by Xu Laosan, "Slow! ”

Mr. Ning was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Fan Ye. Fan Ye patted his head, took out a silver ticket from his arms and handed it over, "Take it, the amount is just right!" ”

Xu Laosan got a silver ticket, and smiled, "Master Fan, I'm afraid the number is wrong, right?" ”

"What's wrong, five hundred taels ......!"

"I'm sorry, brother, I didn't expect this job to be so difficult, now the price has risen, and the price is a thousand taels!"

"You!" Fan Yeqi's face was pale, and he glanced at Mr. Ning, so he sighed helplessly, planning to take out some more silver.

At this time, the short man who had not spoken, Tuman, suddenly burst out, and pulled out a short knife a foot long from his waist like lightning. Everyone only felt that the sword flashed, and a head rose into the sky, and the blood splashed sprayed Fan Ye and the tall man's faces.

"Shun Dao, it's a Tartar!" Zhang Dagou couldn't help but shout.