"Uh..."

Queenie was embarrassed, he just said, where is 100,000 taels.

Moreover, there are six Jidan in the box, according to the rules of the road where those who see it, even if Lord Jia Jia doesn't share half with him, at least give him one.

Didn't you give him five of the 500 gold bricks just now!

Besides, apart from him, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, who is still qualified to participate in the sharing of the Emperor's Legacy Pill?

It seems vulgar to buy it with silver.

"Don't say 100,000 taels, it's a million taels, and it's not as good as the love between the waiter and me."

Jia Liu smiled, how could he really ask for Queenie's money, he was a wealthy boy who only came out in a hundred years in the Qing Dynasty, and it was known from far and near that Tong Su was not bullied.

"It hurts my feelings to talk about money between me and the squire, this elixir Shikai will be the master of the first emperor, and the squire will take it back and enjoy it."

As he spoke, he took Queenie's hand so that his five fingers were together, and he held the elixir tightly in his hand.

"Forehead,"

Queenie was so moved that he wanted to kneel down and knock one to his forehead.

Jia Liu waved his hand and shook his head, signaling that he would be fine, and he really wanted to kowtow a few more on the day he ascended the throne.

Cover the box, and the remaining five elixirs are ready to give one to the old rich, the old color and the old four devils, and the remaining two will be given to him if they don't like it.

Joke, what kind of elixir is this, it is clearly a poison that wants human life.

Although there is no instrument to test it, Jia Liu is sure that this thing has at least half of the periodic table ingredients, and if you don't get it right, there may be smoke paste ingredients in it, otherwise it will not produce a pleasant mental effect.

It can basically be concluded that the reason why the silver needle in the hand of the bolt pillar turned black was not because Yongzheng was poisoned, but because he himself had been consuming chronic poisons such as Jijidan for a long time, which led to the long-term accumulation of toxins in his body.

To put it bluntly, Yongzheng is also good at alchemy like Jiajing, and finally died of erysipelas, otherwise there is no way to explain that he was still working in the court two days ago, and he didn't look sick at all, and he suddenly farted on the third day.

But this conclusion is difficult to explain to everyone, because it will make the heavenly favor that Jia Liu gave to Queenie worthless.

"Put things away, don't let my dad know, save him from stealing food."

When handing the box to the bolt pillar, Jia Liu specially advised, this is true filial piety, I am afraid that Daquan will swallow the remaining five poison pills like a monkey, and fly on the spot to seize the quota of the Qing Emperor's Mausoleum.

In fact, it is not that he is afraid that the imperial tomb will not have enough points, but mainly because he is afraid that Daquan's death will delay his progress.

"Uh-huh."

The bolt pillar agreed in his mouth, but in his heart he had the bold idea of guarding and stealing himself, because this is the elixir that the first emperor personally treasured, even if he can't fly in place, at least he can prolong his life, and live a dragon and a tiger.

Eat one secretly, even if the young master knows about it, he won't do anything to him.

As soon as this thought came out, my heart was like a fire burning, and I was very prosperous.

On the side, I was a little distracted.

"Ding Qing,"

Jia Liu gave Ding Qing a look, and the latter hurriedly moved the large bucket that he had carried in to the side of the coffin of the first emperor, and then worked with two soldiers to slowly lift the first emperor who had been sleeping for forty years out of the coffin, and then carefully put it into the bucket.

Then he removed the dragon robe from the first emperor, laid his body flat in the bucket, and then poured several jars of vinegar into the bucket.

With the sound of pouring vinegar, the first emperor's body was not in the vinegar at all, and the air in the bedroom was instantly full of sourness.

The color of the first emperor's body is also constantly darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it is estimated that it will not be long before he will have the same skin color as Jia Liu's old lady.

Black in the dark.

Jia Liu suddenly glanced at Queenie, who was holding the elixir in his hand and was looking at Queenie who was pouring vinegar, and said lightly: "This matter is very important, Shilang,"

Before Jia Liu finished speaking, Queenie's face had become extremely solemn: "Don't worry, this matter is rotten in the stomach, and I won't say anything about it!" ”

"Hmm,"

Jia Liu nodded, he believed that Queenie knew the power of this matter, but he still had to emphasize a few words.

"Let's be courtiers to share the emperor's worries and solve problems, not only have to do things, but this mouth must also be strict, otherwise disaster will come out of the mouth... Remember, don't say that your mother can't tell you about this matter, that is, you can't even say it to ourselves! ”

"Understood, understood."

Queenie nodded repeatedly, his mouth was reliable, and the metaphor was in place.

Without working hard and talking too much, his eyes fell on the face of Director Lei who was in a daze next to him: "If this matter leaks out, the old man will make your family into bricks and bury them under the Shinto!" ”

"The lower officials don't dare, don't dare..."

Lord Lei's shocked voice stammered.

What happened today, he really couldn't have dreamed of it.

Because the vinegar smell in the bedroom was too great, Jia Liu kindly asked Kuini and Lei to wait in the living room, leaving only Zhuzhu, Baozhu, Zamur, and Ding Qing inside.

After Queenie and Lei passed over, Zhu Zhu hurriedly brought over the two sacks placed in the corner of the wall, and without the young master's instructions, he was very familiar with the dragon robe that he took off from the first emperor and put it on for the old lady.

After that, the treasure jade used on the first emperor was stuffed for the old lady.

Not to mention, as soon as this dragon robe is worn, the old lady really looks like an emperor.

Jia Liu gave another look, and the corpse of Yongzheng, which had not been completely soaked, was taken out of the bucket by the baozhu, and then folded it in half and stepped on it, put it into a sack and tied it with a rope.

"Kneel!"

After taking everyone to make a big salute, Jia Liu personally picked up the old lady in the yellow robe and walked to the dragon bed where Yongzheng slept before his death, carefully put it in, and put back the three treasures he had just taken from the coffin, and then covered it with a dhara quilt.

Under the light of the torches, the old lady's face looked a little satisfied.

In terms of this political treatment, at least one high emperor Han Fu.

Jia Liu's filial piety has also been greatly satisfied.

In the same way, the Empress Xiaojingxian next to her, Wulanara, was also invited out of the coffin and put into a sack.

The old lady of the Jia family turned into the mother of the Qing Dynasty and entered the coffin peacefully.

Zamur asked, "My lord, should the coffin of the young concubine be opened?" ”

Jia Liu thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, Nian Guifei will keep it for my old lady." ”

Zamur praised: "My lord is really the first filial person in the world!" ”

"Really?"

Jia Liu's heart called Zamur to say this as if he had combed it with a comb, and he said: "Cheap old lady, damn, I have never been so filial to my father." ”

This is not nonsense, he tried his best to prevent Daquan from marrying Aunt Zhao into the family, but now he has matched the old lady with an imperial concubine, this filial piety is just one word - above!

Imagine the Chinese network

Everyone packed up the wooden barrel and poured the vinegar back into the jar, not daring to pour it in the underground palace like this, otherwise the taste would not volatilize for a few days.

Zamur and Ding Qing carried a sack on their backs and quietly left.

Jia Liu came out later, because he wanted to whisper a few words with the old lady.

When he came out, he saw that Demu was leading people to move books, calligraphy and paintings from the shelves to the ground, and he couldn't help but be shocked: "What are you doing?" ”

Demu hurriedly said: "My lord, according to your orders, move these things to your house." ”

"I'm asking you to go back and get it again, what does it mean to turn around, do you understand! You move the things now, and in a few days people will come over to take a look, the well-decorated house of the good guy has become Syrian-style, how do you ask me to explain to the court, how to explain to the emperor? ”

Jia Liu couldn't cry or laugh, Demu and they didn't have any professionalism at all.

Let Demu rearrange their things, and they are in a hurry to get out of the underground palace, because they still have to fulfill the last procedure of the housewarming, which is to set off firecrackers.

After the release, find a restaurant to rub it, and the old lady's matter will end perfectly.