Chapter Eighty-Nine: There is no secret method at all

Chapter Eighty-Nine: There is no secret method at all

One drop.

Another drop.

The gray soil of the cellar was gradually wet with the tears of the man in front of him.

The man, who was sharp and rampant, with a dry face, was crying uncontrollably at this time.

"Why...... Why do you ...... It's too much......"

To put it mildly, after finishing the cruel words, Lu Hou still looked at this middle-aged man with a blank face and cried loudly.

But, he was so good at crying.

Lu Pheasant sat dignified for a long time, switching between his left and right legs countless times.

finally couldn't hold back his voice: "Don't cry." We just want the secret method, not really want you to die. If you think about it from another angle, maybe your ancestors couldn't bear to let these treasures be sacrificed to those illiterate golden soldiers when the country was ruined. But now it is different from then, now the country is peaceful and the people are living and working in peace and contentment. Even your ancestors appeared, and they probably didn't want that precious jade porcelain to see the light of day.

Today's fourth son is not only fair and strict, but also a person who truly cherishes Ru porcelain, otherwise with your behavior, why should he put up with you so far? It's just a pity that Ru porcelain will not reappear in the world.

It's that I can't see him being bullied, so I'll transfer you. Otherwise, how could Mr. Dai treat you badly from beginning to end, yes or no? If he really wants to use a strong one, I'm afraid you don't have a good skin on your body now. ”

The man listened slowly, and sobbed, "Aren't you afraid that I will break my body and not be able to make porcelain?" ”

When Lu Pheasant was crying just now, he was keenly aware that this person was so simple that he was a little stupid, and if someone hadn't pointed him out, he would never have been able to make such a deception.

"Who told you that?" Lu Pheasant deliberately softened his tone.

Heir: "I said it, are you going to kill him too?" ”

Lu Pheasant: "We are not golden people, and we will not kill people at every turn for a few porcelain." If you hadn't been bent on seeking death and criticizing the royal family, you wouldn't have to suffer these things today. ”

"Don't you want me to not have a good skin on me?" The heir reacted to himself and said, "It seems that you are not so ruthless. ”

"The one who taught you those words is really ruthless, and he puts you in a mortal situation. If not, if you really don't want to hand over the secret method, Mr. Dai is holding a knife on his own neck and it is useless, yes or no? ”

"No, I asked him to teach me."

"Teach you what?" Lu Pheasant was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Are you really asking for death?" Why? ”

The heir lowered his head, as if he was quite remorseful for accidentally telling the truth.

Lu Pheasant continued to think: "You can't die by yourself yet, you must let the world know that you have been killed." Do you want to be known, or does someone need you to be known?

No, no, I see, is that the condition for the man to teach you these words? You promised him again......"

There are really people in the world who are so pure and stupid in order to keep their promises.

Accustomed to the thousand-layered routines of stinky hooligans and the rest of the courtiers around him, Lu Pheasant was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

Heir: "You know again. You're smarter than him, who the hell are you? ”

"The man must not have told you who he is." Lu Pheasant suddenly became interested in the pure fool in front of him: "You, what's your name?" ”

The heir was obviously stunned.

Lu Pheasant: "He didn't ask your name?" If he really wanted to help you, why didn't he even ask your name? This person just needs your identity, he doesn't really plan for you. Maybe he, like you, is a flat-headed commoner, but in your eyes, I am a noble man in gorgeous clothes. You prefer to trust him rather than me. But he thinks we're going to kill you. We don't.

This person is not credible.

As long as you tell the truth, I promise that your wish will be fulfilled. ”

The heir's tears fell again: "No, you can't finish it." No one can help me. Why, why don't you send me to the government? ”

Lu Pheasant said coldly: "Because of me, I have to listen to the truth." ”

The woman on the Taishi's chair still had such a soft and beautiful face, but her aura became completely different in an instant.

Her eyes were cold, without any warmth, and her small body contained great energy.

The heir was suddenly shocked, and he couldn't help but start hiccups: "I, hiccup, because, it's me, myself, I want to die." Because, there is no secret method at all. Belch! ”

There is no secret method?!

As soon as he opened his mouth to tell the truth, his words became fluent: "My name is Huang Zhong." The ancestors were the potters of the Ru porcelain official kiln. What he left me was actually a map buried in the Ru porcelain, a treasure that was to be presented to the Jin soldiers. He stole them out of the official kiln guarded by the golden soldiers and buried them, and once they were buried, they never saw the light of day. For hundreds of years, we kept this secret in our family until it was passed down to me.

But, five years ago, I accidentally broke that map. The flood that year was so great that I didn't have time to hide the map, and by the time I returned, it was already wet. It's all my fault, the sealed jar has already cracked, and I haven't even noticed...... There was so much water that it seeped in, and by the time I found it, I couldn't see it clearly, I couldn't see it anymore.

I, as the only descendant of the Huang family, did not complete the ancestral training, and I am ashamed of the ancestors of the Huang family. ”

Thinking of this past, Huang Zhong burst into tears again.

"You speak slowly."

The woman regained her gentle appearance, and Huang Zhong unconsciously listened to her words: "From that day on, I wanted to die. But I ...... I'm so useless. I was afraid of pain, and I didn't have the courage. I don't even have the courage to try. In this way, five years passed in a blur, until that person, he appeared, and told me that a dignitary from the capital had come to me and wanted the secret method in my hand.

He, he's a monk. The monk was merciful, and he said he wanted to save me. I told him that I had no secret method and that I should not have lived in this world in the long past. He said he was willing to help me. ”

Monk?

Compassion?

Huang Zhong, a simple man, didn't think that the monks couldn't speak yet, let alone teach people to speak.

What a fake monk who is deceived and doesn't care about human life.

"You don't have a map, how did the blue glazed engraved gooseneck vase come about?"

Huang Zhong: "This bottle was left by the ancestors. The ancestor said that this was a practice work that he secretly fired and secretly hid back then, and it could not be called genuine and not valuable. The monk took the bottle and said that he could try to let me end my life through your hands. ”

"Have you seen Master Yi from Ding Shengxuan?"

Huang Zhong shook his head: "This is the first time I have left Baofeng. It was also the monk who later told me that Ding Shengxuan had already sold the bottle to you. Come to think of it, you'll find it soon. When the time comes, I can go to Beijing as he said, say those words, and then the government will execute me, as long as I shout these words he taught me before I die. It's pretty much the same as you said, I've been carrying it for a long time......"

If this is the case, Master Yi can't judge the fake bottle, which is normal.

After all, it is indeed the craft of the old potters a hundred years ago.

But where did the monk come from to send the bottle to Dingshengxuan? and can hand the news to the fourth son of the emperor who just wants Ru porcelain.

And his luck was so good that he could meet such a strange thing as Huang Zhong.

Thinking of the secret method, Lu Pheasant asked the most important question and the most headache for her: "Where is that wet map?" ”