The study was also turned in a mess, and even the paperweights and pen washers on the table were looted.
Mu Hanzhang walked to a calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall and straightened the damaged area. When he saw what the painting was, he couldn't help but feel a great pity: "The painting of the turbid water scattered people is hard to find, and it has been abused like this. already."
Jing Shao leaned over to look at it, but it was just a landscape map, and he couldn't see anything special. Seeing that he didn't understand, Mu Hanzhang explained warmly.
Zhuoshui Sanren was one of the sixteen Sanren in the previous dynasty. At that time, the admiration for calligraphy and painting reached the highest level since ancient times, and the Sixteen Sanren were the best among them. They often studied painting together, but due to the war in the late period, Very few of these paintings have survived.
Mu Hanzhang took off the rotten scroll, carefully rolled it up, and went back to find a connoisseur to glue it up. Maybe it could be restored as before: "This painting is much more valuable than jewelry, why didn't the King of Southwest bring it with him?"
"This generation's King of Southwest is an ignorant person, come with me." Jing Shao took his princess and walked towards the small cubicle in the study.
The study room of a large family will have a small compartment with a bed for rest on weekdays, and this study is no exception, but this compartment is really small, and only one bed can be put down. The bed was messy, and even the jade pieces on the pillows were pulled away, which looked rather desolate.
"Presumably the servants in the southwest palace also took a lot of things." Mu Hanzhang looked at the lanyard with the golden hook removed from the curtain.
"The tree has fallen, and everyone has to find a way to survive." Jing Shao smiled and tore off the entire curtain, revealing a bumpy wall.
Jing Shao jumped onto the bed and said to the people behind him, "Jun Qing, stand back."
Mu Hanzhang exited the cubicle according to his words, and saw Jing Shao lift his leg and kick the uneven wall hard.
With a loud bang, a big hole was kicked out of the wall, and the wood stubble splashed. Only then did Mu Hanzhang see that the wall was actually made of wood, with only a thin layer of bricks on the surface. When the dust dissipated, it seemed that it was a house inside, but it was dark and could not be seen.
Jing Shao took out the fire book that he brought with him, lit the candlestick on the small table, and took the lead to get in. He quickly lit the candle in the hut, and reached out to take his princess in.
Mu Hanzhang looked at the small house in front of him. There was no window. It should be a secret room. There was a five-foot-tall black Buddha statue on the high platform, and a few futons were placed under it. There was a bronze square tripod in the center of the house, surrounded by wood. On the shelf, many things have disappeared, but there are still four or five picture scrolls in the porcelain barrel, several long boxes are placed on the wooden shelf, there are some scattered jewelry in the bronze tripod, and broken beads and jade are everywhere.
Jing Shao took the lead in walking to the wooden shelf and looked through several long boxes. They were all very old boxes. Inside were all kinds of exquisite daggers and long swords. There was only one pressed on the bottom. The boxes were very dilapidated. A weapon with a rusted appearance, it looks like a narrow knife, and it looks like a short sword. Seeing this, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the King of Southwest was still the King of Southwest who didn't know anything.
"Little spoon, come and see!" Mu Hanzhang's voice was quite excited.
Jing Shao picked up the old knife in the box and leaned over to look at the picture scroll in the hands of his own princess. It was a strange picture, with all kinds of flowers, birds, insects and fish on it, but each had a different style, making a picture quite strange: "This is a picture. What is it?"
"Nine Songs and Sixteen Fus! This is a picture of the sixteen scattered people!" Mu Hanzhang was overjoyed. The sixteen scattered people only painted this picture together in their entire lives. Missing, unexpectedly fell into the southwest palace, and was abandoned, "This painting is worth a thousand taels of gold at least."
"The King of Southwest is going to run for his life, so calligraphy and painting are not easy to bring," Jing Shao smiled and rolled up the picture that looked ugly to him, and took out the rusty knife in his hand, "Look at what this is. "
Mu Hanzhang took it, the rust on it was very obvious, the knife could not be pulled out, the handle seemed to be rusted together with the scabbard.
Jing Shao held his hand and pressed lightly on the side of the scabbard. With a click, the button of the machine opened and the blade was slowly drawn out.
The red blade face is like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade, like agate, even in the dark room, it is still as bright as Danxia.
"It's so beautiful." Even if Mu Hanzhang was not a fan of swords, he couldn't help but admire that there was no carving on the knife, just the smooth and moist blade was beautiful enough.
Jing Shao took a piece of hair from his princess' shoulder and put it on the blade: "Come and breathe."
Mu Hanzhang glanced at him and said with a smile: "Blowing hair and breaking hair is just a rumor, do you think there really is such a weapon in this world?"
"Then why don't we make a bet, if it's really possible, what's the luck?" Jing Shao smiled and leaned into his ear.
Seeing that he was determined and curious, Mu Hanzhang took a deep breath at the falling hair.
"Hey, I haven't talked about the color head yet!" Jing Shao hurriedly retracted the knife, but he was still in no hurry. The falling hair touched the thin blade, and it immediately broke into two pieces and slowly fell.
"It's really a treasure!" Mu Hanzhang was amazed that such treasures really exist in the world, he turned to look at Jingshao, but saw the flamboyant staring at him, he couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and pinched his face, "Why? Like a child."
"Humph! This knife can't help blowing hair and breaking hair, and it also cuts iron like mud!" Jing Shao didn't get any benefit, and was very angry. He took the treasure knife and pointed it at the base of the black Buddha statue. Being cut off, the two were immediately stunned on the spot.
Wrapped in a black outer shell, there is a golden solid inside. This five-foot-tall Buddha statue is actually made of pure gold!
The golden Buddha was so huge that the King of Southwest could not move it away, and the two of them naturally couldn't take it for themselves. They called soldiers to carry the Buddha statue away, and together with the ancient bronze tripod, they were escorted back to Beijing immediately.
Although there is no real gold, those ancient paintings and swords can be secretly taken away.
"I heard from the right guard that you can make a knife." Jing Shao took his princess out of the secret room, so as not to look at the big Buddha again, he could feel the mood of the King of Southwest when he escaped, knowing that it was valuable His belongings are here, but he can't move them. No wonder he forgot his grandson.
"I only know some moves, I have no internal strength, I just protect myself in times of crisis." Mu Hanzhang didn't think it was very practical for his own kung fu.
"You will carry this knife with you in the future." Jing Shao wiped the treasured knife clean and hung it on the waist of his princess.
"The treasured saber is useless in my hands, why waste its fame." Mu Hanzhang rubbed the handle of the ancient saber and pursed his lips slightly. He really liked this saber, but in the hands of someone who only knew a little about saber techniques, It's really a pity.
"This knife should have been yours." Jing Shao smiled. This time he came to the secret room to find this knife. Like jade but not gold, as beautiful as Danxia, there are nine treasures in ancient times, this knife is called Hanzhang!
Not long after, the soldier who carried the big Buddha hurriedly reported: "My lord, there is a secret way under the big Buddha!"
Jing Shao frowned. The last king of Southwest China was beheaded by him on the way to escape, so he never researched where the secret way was. This time, the king of Southwest China escaped early and has no trace, so he should be able to find out by looking for this secret way.
Immediately follow people along the secret road to check. The secret road is narrow and the road is slow. It is not until dusk that there is news. The secret road leads directly to a dry well ten miles east of the city. Obviously, it went straight to the east.
"It must be going to join the Southeast King, and the thing in the car should be gold and silver jewelry." Mu Hanzhang speculated.
"My lord, at the end of the day, we will bring a thousand light cavalry to pursue him, and we will surely be able to capture the old man alive!" Zhao Meng said eagerly.
Jing Shao pondered for a moment, then raised his hand to stop Zhao Meng's words: "No need to chase."
"Your Highness, why is this?" Zhao Meng didn't know why. Now the King of Southwest China doesn't have many people with him, it's easy to kill him. "Your Highness, if you don't remove the roots, there will be future troubles."
"The King of the Southwest is immortal. Once he escapes into the southeast, he will let the tiger return to the mountain!" Hao Dadao, who had arranged the army, walked in with the little tiger cub.
"Wow!" Xiao Huang immediately agreed when he heard the release of the tiger back to the mountain, but his big eyes had never left the cloth bag on Hao Dadao's waist, and he was still stretching his claws reluctantly.
Mu Hanzhang took Xiao Huang over and touched the fur on the top of his head: "The top of the mountain is not owned by the King of Southwest China. The ancients said that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers."
Hao Dadao nodded: "Then let him go?"
"This king has his own decision," Jing Shao waved his hands to let them go down, not thinking much, "There are many courtyards in the palace, you can choose one to rest."
Hearing the words, the right guard immediately rushed out excitedly. The little bamboo baskets in the backyard looked very interesting, and he couldn't sit still for a long time. Zuo Hujun looked blankly at his back as he ran out, and followed him out silently.
When the crowd dispersed, Jing Shao immediately took out a pen and paper, and wrote a three-thousand-mile expedited document, to play the news that Yuncheng had been captured and the king of the southwest had fled to the southeast as soon as possible.
Mu Hanzhang watched him write quietly, the little tiger cub in his arms was comfortably touched by him, and he fell asleep on his back in the warm embrace. Zhao Meng did not understand what Jing Shao did, but he did. The King of Southwest is now treasonous and treasonous, if the King of Southeast takes him in, he will rebel with him. only…
"Why are you in such a hurry to attack the southeast?" Mu Hanzhang looked at the heavy hints in the book, and when Emperor Hongzheng saw this 3,000-mile rush, he would definitely issue another 3,000-mile urgent decree to let him attack the southeast directly. Many of Jing Shao's behaviors are very strange. Others don't know it. It is obvious that he is accompanied by him every day. It is like the secret room today. If you don't know in advance, how can you find it directly