Chapter 118: Gatling in the Blue Fire
"I don't know why, Lord Lin just asked me about the county government account book, and I told the truth, and then Lord Lin asked me to follow him to respond to the sky, and promised me the quota of this branch of the Spring Festival."
Wang Dacheng did not hide anything.
Hearing the word Chunqiu, Wang Laoji's eyes suddenly turned red, he couldn't help panting, and jealousy spread to his heart, although he was just a showman, but he also knew the concept of Chunqiu.
Once every three years, it is held in the Yingtianfu Tribute Courtyard, and only by raising people's bodies and relying on the recommendation of officials from all over the world can they be eligible to participate, and Wang Dacheng is just a white ding, not even a showman, how to be qualified to participate in the Spring Festival.
The one who wins the spring is the Gongshi, the real fish leaping dragon gate!
For Lin Hao, who is a minister of the Qin Mission, it is definitely not difficult to support a tribute.
Why can Wang Dacheng win the favor of Lord Lin, Wang Laoji is so jealous that he even has to bite his back molars: "Lock him in the firewood room, and don't let him out before Lord Lin leaves." ”
Wang Laoji has already thought about it, as long as Wang Dacheng is placed under house arrest, he forges a letter, and informs him that he has no intention of entering the Tianfu as an official, and he knows that his virtue is not worthy, and he also hopes that Lord Lin will employ people from the virtuous, and his cousin is very talented, far better than himself.
Then he promised Lord Lin that he would be able to replace him, and he believed that Lord Lin promoted Wang Dacheng not because of his ability, but because he wanted to find a loyal subordinate, so it didn't matter who this person was.
Wang Dacheng's hands and feet were bound, even his mouth was gagged, and he struggled desperately, he didn't want to miss this opportunity, but in exchange for a punch and kick.
"If he is not honest, he will be slaughtered directly and thrown into the mass grave in the back mountain to feed the wolves."
Wang Laoji kicked Wang Dacheng on the lower abdomen.
Wang Dacheng's body was bowed like a shrimp, and his mouth was slurred and he let out a whimpering sound.
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Lin Hao and the others turned over, walked out of the annex, and sneaked towards the backyard, there were dozens of guards in the royal mansion, holding torches, patrolling the house.
Such a move proves the inner thoughts of the two, there are no three hundred taels of silver here.
The two came to the backyard, and just wanted to explore, a figure crept to a stone wall carved with seawater in the backyard, and gently pushed the dragon's eye on the stone wall.
A tunnel that can accommodate two people slowly appears under the stone wall.
Lin Hao and the two looked at each other and smiled, it didn't take much effort to get there, if they didn't happen to see this scene, how could they discover the secret passage under this house.
Two quarters of an hour later, Wang Laoji panted and dragged a few large red wooden boxes, walked out of the corridor, and walked towards the vestibule.
Wang Ben waited until Wang Laoji returned to the wing, and after the candle was extinguished, he and Lin Hao entered the Yongdao together.
On both sides of the narrow road, the ever-bright lights are lit one by one, and after walking for about half an hour, the front suddenly opens up, and there is a space of nearly 10,000 square meters.
The corners of Lin Hao's mouth twitched subconsciously, and the whole room was flashing with golden light, and the ground was filled with large red wooden boxes, stacked in a neat and orderly manner, and in the wooden boxes, there were fifty taels of gold ingots!
As far as the eye can see, there are at least nearly one million taels of gold!
Even in the Ming Dynasty, according to the exchange rate of gold and silver set by Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of Hongwu, there are four million taels of gold in front of him!
In addition to gold, there are countless other curiosities, which can be called a treasure trove!
The wealth accumulated by the entire White Lotus Sect over the years is only four million taels, where did this Wang Xianzhi get so much gold, even if he sells illicit salt, it is impossible to do so.
"Lord Lin, have we discovered something really important?"
Wang Ben swallowed his saliva, and the shock in his eyes was indescribable.
"If it is late, there will be changes, and tonight I will respond to Tianfu and take someone to raid Wang Xianzhi's mansion."
Lin Hao squinted his eyes slightly and said, he also thought that Wang Xianzhi would add at most one crime of selling illicit salt in addition to being greedy for ink.
But now it seems that this is obviously not the case, and there is a faint feeling that Wang Xianzhi is just a small shrimp in this muddy water.
Just as the two were about to leave, the ever-bright lights on both sides of the corridor suddenly went out, and the entire corridor was pitch black.
Dozens of wind-breaking sounds hit him head-on, and Lin Hao's pupils dilated sharply.
In an instant, Wang Ben took out a sword in his hand, slashed out a sword, and the stainless steel arrows with thick fingers were cut to the ground.
"Lord Lin, I didn't expect that since you found this place, since this is the case, you don't have to leave today."
A teasing voice came from the end of the corridor, and the figure came in a clumsy shape, draped in white hair, and carrying a worn-out simple knife in his hand.
"Who are you?"
Lin Hao said in a cold tone.
The old man in front of him, although he was rickety, invisibly revealed the aura of a superior person.
"Dying, old and decrepit, nameless and surnameless, but on the orders of the master, guarding the treasure house here."
As soon as the white-haired old man's voice fell, he stepped forward, and the simple knife in his hand slashed directly at Wang Ben's door.
Wang Ben's figure sank down slightly, his wrist flipped, and he carried Shu Dao to meet him.
The two soldiers collided, and the flames flew everywhere.
Wang Ben only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the color of fear in his eyes was strong.
Shu Dao in his hand ranks among the top ten famous swords in the world, and the broken Pu knife in the hand of the old man in front of him can compete with Shu Dao!
In an instant, Pu Dao slashed at the door again, Wang Ben's figure retreated sharply, and a wisp of green silk was cut off, and it was dangerous.
"At a young age, I have a little bit of effort, but after today, I will die in the hands of the old man."
The old man didn't intend to give Wang Ben a chance to breathe at all, and the blade of the knife was horizontal, and by inertia, he attacked again.
For a few rounds, Wang Ben clenched Shu Dao's right arm and completely lost consciousness.
"Are you from Jinyi Weizhong?"
Wang Ben inserted the Shu Dao into the bluestone floor tiles in his hand, panting heavily.
The old man made the knife technique, the trend of opening and closing, only the embroidered spring knife can be out of its way, and the brocade guard knife method is not a secret.
Therefore, the old man in front of him is definitely a person from Jinyi Weizhong, and most of his age is Emperor Taizu's subordinates.
"Kung Fu is good, and his vision is also vicious, if you don't have to die here today, the old man is really willing to take you under his command and take his life!"
The old man seemed to know very well that the villain died from talking too much, and planned to beat the water dog, so he jumped up, and the Pu knife in his hand was raised, and the blade was facing down.
"Bang!"
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The old man's hand was shaken away, and looking at the cold sand eagle in Lin Hao's hand, a flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
The previous hidden weapon made his head feel the threat of death, if it wasn't for the extremely high perception and blocked it with the blade, I was afraid that he had already gone to see Emperor Taizu at this moment.
The heart is becoming more and more determined, this son will be removed!
I thought that Lin Hao was just a person who was good at talking, but I never thought that he was still a master of using hidden weapons, but I had never seen this way.
"Your secret weapon is good, but how many people can you kill?"
The old man sneered, clapped his hands, and more than a dozen people dressed in night clothes and holding embroidered spring knives appeared in the corridor.
"Fear comes from a lack of firepower, have you ever heard of a Gatling with blue fire?"
The corners of Lin Hao's mouth outlined a curvature, and the Gatling in the system space suddenly appeared in his hand.
A group of brocade guards, looking at the bucket-like thing in Lin Hao's hand, looked at each other, surrounded Lin Hao and the others in fear, but did not dare to step forward.
The swarthy muzzle of the gun really brings a lot of deterrence.
"Take things out of thin air, what this kid uses is just illusion, and whoever kills two people will be rewarded with a thousand taels and sealed a thousand households!"
A chill flashed in the old man's eyes, and he stepped forward, and the brocade guards behind him were also red-eyed, and the temptation of a thousand taels of bounty was too great.
Lin Hao pulled the trigger, the barrel of the Gatling gun spun around, and bursts of blue fire came out of the muzzle.
There were several people in front of him, but in a moment, they were beaten into a sieve.
The old man's face sank, and without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed the two brocade guards in front of him, threw them at Lin Hao's muzzle, and escaped from the corridor.
More than a dozen brocade guards, in front of Gatling, seemed to be devastated, and in an instant, they became a pile of rotten meat, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Wang Ben gritted his teeth, pulled out the Shu Dao, and was about to catch up.
"Poor Kou Mo chases, even if you catch up, you can't keep him."
Lin Hao waved his hand.
That old man is definitely not simple, he can reward thousands of households between words, except for the commander of the Jinyi Guard, I am afraid that no one can do it.
But the commander of the Jinyi Guard is not that Shen Lian, could it be that the old man is Shen Lian's person?
Maybe that's the case, except for the Jinyi Guard, Lin Hao really can't think of anyone who can accumulate such a huge amount of wealth.
But what is the connection between Jinyiwei and Wang Xianzhi is becoming more and more confusing.
The two of them left the corridor, and all the guards in the entire palace were wiped by the previous brocade guards, and as for Wang Laoji in the wing room at the moment, he snored like thunder, and even the sound of Gatling before failed to wake him up.
Soon, Wang Ben found Wang Dacheng who was tied up by five flowers in the firewood room.
"What's going on with you?"
Lin Hao shook his head helplessly, it was definitely not Jinyiwei's move, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to stay alive.
"It's that Wang Laoji, who tied him up and tortured him about what benefits Lord Lin had promised in Xia, in exchange for the opportunity to go to Yingtian and participate in the Spring Festival."
Wang Dacheng said truthfully.
"Clean up, go to Xichang tonight, your father has died under the knife, and from now on forget this Xinxiang hometown."
Lin Hao patted Wang Dacheng on the shoulder.
Wang Dacheng was a little stunned, there was really no affection between him and his father, but after all, he was father and son.
When he walked to the door, he saw the corpse of the old man in a different place, and before he died, he was still holding the silver ticket of one hundred taels in his palm.
Wang Dacheng dug a pit under the elm tree in the backyard, buried his father's body, and stuffed the silver ticket into his father's arms, and kowtowed three times, which was regarded as the last filial piety.
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On the hill in the distance, the old man in Jinyi was lying on his back on the ground, his entire right leg was shattered by a large-caliber armor-piercing bullet, blood was pouring in, and he was panting heavily, still palpitating.
The previous secret weapon was too terrifying, beyond the reach of man, and if he hesitated for a moment, he would have to stay in that path forever.