"My lord, who do you think the bad guy who killed my father will be?"

When Runzhi was talking to Sun Yifan, Yifan suddenly asked.

"This, we are investigating, I believe there will be a result soon, you can do what I can do to explain what you do, if there are any difficulties, I will mention it"

Runzhi returned to the road.

The speed of speech is still neither fast nor slow, the middle is peaceful, and every word is full of a strong sense of power.

In fact, it's not that Runzhi really doesn't know about this murderer, but that he is afraid of hurting Ivan's young and immature heart.

In fact, from the moment when the murderer had not yet appeared, from the time he received the documents sent by the astronomical mirror from Yanjing, Runzhi knew that this Sun Lingse would have this day sooner or later.

In a criminal group, it is for the so-called love and hatred, and everything is for profit.

For the great good, the Assassins can cooperate with you, and when you threaten my interests, there is no need to exist any longer.

When this Sun Lingse sent the gold and silver all the way to Yanjing, he had already bought the foreshadowing of this murder.

This is a group of outlaws, this is the most terrible group of criminals in the world, this is a group of extremely powerful people in the world, this is also a group of wolves in sheep's clothing.

It is these people's interests that Sun Lingse threatens.

These people are ruthless, neat and straightforward, and they never tolerate half a sand in their eyes.

The first letter that angered this group of people was written by Sun Lingse himself and sent out, and this sentence in his letter, May 1 was the fuse for his assassination, excerpted as follows:

Now the younger brother is in a hurry, and the imperial court has sent west. If my achievements here are revealed, not only will it be difficult to protect the millions of taels of gold in the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, but I am afraid that even the brothers will inevitably be unable to stand alone, looking down, not knowing what to do, and hoping that the brother will be judged.

This letter has just arrived in Yanjing.

When these outlaws in Yanjing received this letter, they were immediately furious, an old fortune in a small place, and they didn't want to give you face, they wanted to be lawless, didn't they really make sense?

This group of people found the killer overnight and made a careful plan to murder this Sun Lingse.

Compared to the interests of this group of outlaws, you are not even a fraction of a Sun.

Saying that in this letter, a place is mentioned.

Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes.

The letter said that "there are millions of taels of gold hidden in the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang", which is indeed true.

It's just that these money are not directly in the hands of Sun Lingse, but are controlled and used by this group of outlaws anytime and anywhere.

Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes, which is an extremely mysterious place full of traditional culture.

It is located in an inaccessible place in the Western Regions.

It is surrounded by vast expanses of endless desert, known as the Taklamakan Desert, which is the only inland desert in the world.

As the old saying of the people who live in this oasis, water is worth more than gold and silver.

Here, all year round, it is filled with yellow sand, and from time to time the wind and sand are rocky, and tornadoes are raging.

It's a magical place.

This is an extremely dangerous place.

Every year, hundreds of young people are swallowed up by this desert, and countless people are counted, but many young people have never been afraid to stop here.

People still come here with a strong faith, and legend has it that they only pass through the Taklamakan Desert. It will bring about the cleansing and redemption of the human soul in an instant.

At this moment, under the calm appearance of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, millions of taels of gold are hidden.

Coincidentally, this letter was discovered by Sun Lingse's wife, Li Yuying, a slightly chubby woman who loved to laugh, and was sincerely frightened, so she handed it over to Runzhi.

Runzhi decided to immediately draw up a document and send it to Yanjing to explain the situation to Emperor Yongzheng. Dotted Library

Qing'er heard that Runzhi was going to the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang in the Western Regions, and she also wanted to go all the way.

Runzhi considers that the journey is long, and there are many inconveniences for women.

This road is not an ordinary road at all, it can be said that there are dangers hidden everywhere, and it is obviously a great disadvantage to take a woman.

Qing'er still vaguely proportioned her clothes, waving goodbye to Runzhi.

Before saying goodbye, Runzhi deliberately entrusted Qing'er to help take care of the workshop that he had been experiencing that specialized in printing the Four Books and Five Classics using movable type printing, and entrusted all the matters of Sun Yifan and Xia Yuer's two textile workshops to Qing'er.

Runzhi led everyone all the way over the mountains and mountains, passing through countless mountains and plains, and finally came to this place where sand and rocks were flying.

According to the specific content of the letter, everyone immediately used the gold medal and the monk's sword as an order to first return the Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes to the imperial court, and then all the monks were required to move within a fixed range and send people to guard and supervise.

In this way, everyone went all out to follow what was written in the letter, and began to explore, and sure enough, under a pile of white bones, they finally found the entrance to the underground treasure hall of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang.

When everyone entered, they found that this place was so resplendent that the world was really stunned.

Mountains of gold made of piles of gold bars, and sparkling mountains of gemstone necklaces made of each priceless treasure. The big boxes were all filled with gold nuggets. At a cursory glance, it is far more than a few million taels of gold.

It is said that the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang were once the most prosperous Buddhist sects in the Tang Dynasty.

Although it lacks the sky, the rain is boundless, and the wind blows the grass and sees the boundless grassland scenery like cattle and sheep.

It's just a place of yellow sand, a desolate place.

It's deserted, and there's a terrifying, death-like silence,

Runzhi led the people, with dry food and water, before arriving here, but naturally there were people in the middle who tried to escape.

But even if someone came back a lot, Runzhi didn't pursue any of them.

On this vast avenue, only those who are supported by faith can reach the goal in their hearts.

Don't force people to make it difficult.

When Runzhi and his entourage came to Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes, they encountered countless joys and sorrows, joys, sorrows and sorrows along the way.

Along the way, I also met a pair of business travelers.

Their long camel procession, laden with silk tea and porcelain, travels from East to West, from traditional to classical.

In this process, almost everyone in Kyushu has a field.

A large number of peanuts, tomatoes, walnuts, eggplants, pomegranates and other new species began to enter the land of Kyushu.

These people have been here for thousands of years, and they are all families who are good at this line.

The grandfathers of these people have blazed this miraculous path thousands of years ago.

On this road, with a compass, it has been going back and forth here for thousands of years,

Therefore, these people are very familiar with the astronomical meteorology here.

There's water here, there's everything.

Fortunately, the water brought by Runzhi is sufficient, so there is no such problem.

This vast land of yellow sand is full of silence without people, and everywhere is full of terrifying atmosphere.

It's a shame here.

During this frightening atmosphere, Runzhi asked everyone to start talking about some Tang and Song poems,

Haozi shared a poem from Wang Wei that has been passed down through the ages, that is, "The desert is lonely, and the sun sets on the long river." '

During this period, Cheng Hanyun said that the poem "It's just a glow-in-the-dark cup of grape wine, and the pipa is immediately urged when you drink it at night" is also quite powerful, which simply echoes the previous sentence.