"Waste!

The wind was howling, the energy was stirring, and the whole secret hall was shaking.

Dozens of embroidered royal historians hung their heads, trembling and standing under the hall, not daring to come out, enduring the scolding of their heads and faces.

Before Jingyang, the majestic man, named Wang He, was one of them.

Because the person who roared in the hall was the official in the embroidered imperial history, the eight generals "Thunderbolt".

The so-called generals are not real generals.

The embroidered imperial history is a humble and powerful, and in terms of governance, these eight generals correspond to the eight states except Zhongzhou, and each of them is an existence that can be feared by the feudal officials of a state.

Among them, Thunderbolt has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, known as the ancestor of Thunderbolt, and created a sect, named Thunderbolt Hall, if there is a slight disappointment, it is to destroy the enemy.

Such a fierce and vicious existence is like thunder at this time, and the eyebrows are full of pressure, which shows the seriousness of the situation.

What Wang He knows is that His Majesty lost an ancient painting, searched the world, and searched everywhere.

As for what it was on the painting, and why it was so exciting, it was not something that a small person like them could understand.

"Still stunned here, look for it quickly! If you can't find it in a month, I'll peel off a layer of your skin!"

They only know that the Thunderbolt Ancestor has the means, making life worse than death.

So the voice fell, and the embroidered clothes were sent out by the imperial history brush, scattered all over Yuzhou.

Wang He is also one of them.

He wandered the streets and alleys, searching day and night, not missing any clues.

But still, nothing.

"Spare your life!"

A month later, in the torture hall, there were terrible shouts one after another.

The Thunderbolt Ancestor never lied, saying that it was to peel off a layer of skin, that is, to peel off a layer of skin.

"The old man will give you another month, if you don't even have any clues, you will be slapped!"

That night, Wang He lay on the bed, shivering.

Not only pain, but also fear.

The criminal law of peeling off the flesh is never the most cruel, and these people still have to look for ancient paintings, and the Thunderbolt Ancestor is just a lesson.

But if you can't complete the task, it's really over, the thunder palm is a variant of the thunder spirit fairy, thunder, fierce and fierce, by this palm, you will become a waste person if you don't die, and it will be difficult to turn over.

"Give me the medicine, tomorrow morning, I'm going out!"

So, I didn't even have the time to recuperate, and in the early morning of the second day, all the embroidered clothes and imperial histories took action again.

Get up early and be greedy for darkness, and even stay awake all night, eager to dig three feet into the ground and turn over Yuzhou City.

Finally, seeing that the deadline was approaching, Wang He's eyes showed despair.

"Sell paintings, peerless treasures, water hibiscus pictures, come and take a look, take a look!"

Wandering on the street, like a walking corpse, the familiar sound of selling came, Wang He's eyes were like electricity, looking at Jingyang who was selling paintings on the street, and hatred appeared in his eyes.

When the prime minister of the dynasty and the lord of the imperial history are friends, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites Jingheng is not interested, and he dares to participate in the prime minister's book, and the dismissal is already light, if it were not for his fame all over the world, the Confucian Temple, and the temple of Confucius would not be harmed, and the lord of the imperial history would have let his family be ruined.

So that day, Wang He took advantage of the reason for searching the ancient paintings, and wanted to arrest Jingyang together, this official eunuch who had never suffered before, as soon as he entered the prison, he wanted him to explain something, then there was nothing, stained Jing Heng's reputation, and removed the thorn in the prime minister's eye, but it was a great achievement.

Maybe with this credit, even if you can't find any clues to the ancient paintings, you will be able to avoid punishment.

"If I don't live, I must be buried with you before I die!"

Wang He clenched his fists and looked at Jingyang through gritted teeth.

From the perspective of a bystander, this hatred has no origin.

But for the embroidered Yushi, who has always been rampant and domineering, if you don't let me succeed, that's your sin!

"Adult, the little one has a clue report!"

At this moment, a respectful voice sounded, Wang He swept his eyes, and saw the arrester who had searched Jingyang that day, and stood by his side with a nodding and waist.

"Say!"

Wang Hezheng didn't bother to look at him, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

Catch quickly said: "Tell your lord, there is a pawnshop in the east of the city, called Yong'an pawnshop, and you may be able to get the clues that your adults want." ”

"Yongan pawnshop?"

Wang He was stunned, tracking down the calligraphy and paintings, the first thing they checked was the pawn shop of the outer nine lines, and the seventeen pawnshops in the city had searched all over and found nothing, and there was not even this Yongan pawnshop, where did it come from.

He thought about it for a while, and didn't dare to slack off: "You talk about it carefully!"

Catch Kuaidao: "This Yongan pawnshop has only opened recently, and no one cares about it, but half a month ago, the Qiu manager of Yuzhou Commercial Bank entered the pawn, but an incredible thing happened. ”

Wang He listened and quickly knew the ins and outs.

In this world, there is no dethronement of the hundred schools, the sole respect for Confucianism and Taoism, the status of the merchant is very high, and the Yuzhou commercial house is more famous in the whole country because of the rich production of spiritual grain in Shu.

However, it was a thriving situation, but it was broken by the arrival of the embroidered royal history, and the ancestor of Perak was insatiable, staring at the wealth of the Yuzhou Commercial Bank, and wanted to swallow it with Perak Hall.

The power of the embroidered imperial history is too great, the status is not high enough, and there is no background at all, such a deformed existence, there is a natural sense of crisis, while it can still make profits, it crosses the line wantonly, and does everything.

Yuzhou Commercial Bank is not an easy person, and it is not divided into upper and lower battles with Perak Hall, but that Qiu steward fell into Perak Hall's plan, was caught by the handle, and became a breakthrough.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Steward Qiu was ready to sell his property and flee, and other pawn shops in Yuzhou City knew him and knew the roots, but the newly opened Yongan pawnshop was easy to bully, so he took the title deed of the house and prepared to run away after mortgaging.

Wang He sneered: "Kill yourself!"

The authorities are fascinated, the bystanders are clear, Perak Hall is a force in the rivers and lakes, since this Qiu Steward is used as a breakthrough, how can he be given a chance to escape, I am afraid that he is waiting for him to leave Yuzhou City and swallow one mouthful!

Catch quickly and take the opportunity to flatter: "Your Excellency is really wise!"

Wang He was impatient: "What's going on in the back?"

Caught quickly: "After Steward Qiu came out, he didn't escape, but returned to the Chamber of Commerce, solved the trapping of Perak Hall with a clever hand, and saved his life!"

Wang He said: "So, it was the people from Yong'an Pawnshop who gave Steward Qiu guidance and let him escape?"

"No!"

Catch Kuai suddenly lowered his voice: "Steward Qiu gave up one of his things forever in exchange for a chance to save his life!"

Wang He was stunned: "What is it?"

"Mathematical talent!"

Catch Kuai said in a trembling voice: "Steward Qiu is the fastest and most accurate steward in my Yuzhou City, any complicated account books, as long as he sweeps them once, he can immediately check the number, but after this incident, Steward Qiu can't even use the abacus!"

Wang He's eyes froze: "What is the reason?"

"It is said that in the Yongan pawnshop, what is pawned is not ordinary money, there, you can pawn the flesh and body, joy, anger and sorrow, benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and wisdom, and even greed and selfishness. All tangible and intangible things can be exchanged for a return of equal value. ”

"Is that so?"

Wang Hemo rubbed his chin: "Is the Yongan pawnshop in the west of the city?" Okay, you have made a meritorious service, you have really gained something, I will not forget you!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

However, seeing Wang He's back leaving, his eyes suddenly became dazed: "Huh, what did I just say to this embroidered imperial history? Why can't I remember......

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