61Chapter 61: Secret Room
The study was also turned into a mess, even the paperweight and pen wash on the table were looted.
Mu Hanzhang walked to a painting hanging on the wall and straightened the damaged part. When he saw what the painting was, he couldn't help but feel sorry: "Zhuoshui Sanren's painting is worth a fortune, but it was ruined like this."
Jing Shao leaned over to take a look. It was just a landscape painting. There was nothing special about it. Seeing that he didn't understand, Mu Hanzhang explained in a gentle voice.
Zhuoshui Sanren was one of the sixteen Sanren of 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 at the end of the period, few of these paintings were preserved.
Mu Hanzhang took down the rotten scroll, rolled it up carefully, and went back to find an expert to glue it together. Maybe it could be restored to its original state: "This painting is much more valuable than jewelry. Why didn't the King of Southwest take it?"
"The King of Southwest in this generation is not good at knowing what's good. Come with me." Jing Shao pulled his princess to the small compartment of the study.
The study of a wealthy family would have a small compartment with a bed for daily rest. This study was no exception, but this compartment was really small and could only fit one bed. The bed was messy, and even the jade piece on the pillow was picked off, which looked quite desolate.
"I guess the servants in the Southwest Palace also took a lot of things." Mu Hanzhang said, looking at the hanging rope on the curtain with the gold hook removed.
"When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Everyone has to find a way to survive." Jing Shao smiled and pulled off the entire curtain, revealing an uneven wall.
Jing Shao jumped onto the bed and said to the person behind him: "Jun Qing, step back."
Mu Hanzhang followed his instructions and left the small compartment. He 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 flew. Mu Hanzhang realized that the wall was made of wood, but with a thin layer of bricks on the surface. When the dust cleared, it seemed that there was a house inside, but it was pitch black and hard to see clearly.
Jing Shao took out the fire starter he brought with him, lit the candlestick on the small table, and went in first. He quickly lit the candle in the small room and reached out to take his own princess in.
Mu Hanzhang looked at the small room 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 several cushions were placed below. There was a bronze square tripod in the middle of the room. There were wooden shelves all around. Many things on it had disappeared, but there were still four or five scrolls in the porcelain barrel. There were several long boxes on the wooden shelves. There were some scattered jewels in the bronze tripod, and broken pearls and jade were everywhere.
Jing Shao took the lead in walking to the wooden shelf and looked through several long boxes. They were all very old boxes, with various exquisite daggers and long swords in them. There was only one box on the bottom layer. The box was very shabby. When it was opened, there was a weapon with a rusty appearance inside, which looked like a narrow knife or a short sword. Seeing this thing, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was reborn, and the King of Southwest was still the King of Southwest who didn't know the value of things.
"Xiao Shao, 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 scroll in his princess's hand. It was a strange picture with flowers, birds, insects and fish, but each with a different style, which made the picture look quite strange: "What is this?"
"Nine Curves and Sixteen Poems! This is the joint painting of the Sixteen Wanderers!" Mu Hanzhang was delighted. The Sixteen Wanderers only painted this one picture together in their entire lives. It was a real treasure handed down from generation to generation. It had disappeared in the previous dynasty and ended up in the Southwest Prince's Mansion, and was abandoned. "This painting is worth at least a thousand taels of gold."
"The Southwest Prince wants to escape, so it's not easy to take calligraphy and paintings with him," Jing Shao smiled and rolled up the picture that he thought was ugly, and took out the rusty knife in his hand, "Look at what this is."
Mu Hanzhang took it, and the rust on it was very obvious. The knife couldn't be pulled out no matter what. 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 buckle opened and slowly pulled out the blade.
The red blade is like gold but not gold, like jade but not jade, and looks like agate. Even in the dark room, it is still as beautiful as red clouds.
"So beautiful." Even though Mu Hanzhang is not a person who loves weapons, he still can't help but admire it. There is no carving on the knife. The smooth and moist blade alone is beautiful enough.
Jing Shao took a hair from his princess's shoulder and put it on the blade: "Come and blow on it."
Mu Hanzhang glanced at him and smiled: "Blowing hair is just a rumor. Do you think there is such a weapon in the world?"
"Why don't we make a bet? If it really works, what's the prize?" Jing Shao smiled and leaned close to his ear.
Seeing that he was sure and curious, Mu Hanzhang really blew on the hair.
"Hey, I haven't said the prize yet!" Jing Shao hurriedly took the knife back, but it was still too late. The hair touched the thin blade and immediately broke into two pieces, slowly falling down.
"It's really a precious sword!" Mu Hanzhang was amazed that there really was such a treasure in the world. He turned to look at Jing Shao, but saw that man staring at him angrily. He couldn't help but laugh and stretched out his hand to pinch his face, "Why are you like a child?"
"Humph! This sword can not only cut hair, but also cut iron like mud!" Jing Shao didn't get any benefits, and was very angry. He took the precious sword and slashed it at the black base of the Buddha statue. With a swish, a petal of the lotus platform was cut off, and the two were stunned on the spot.
Under the black 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 Southwest King couldn't move it away, and naturally the two of them couldn't keep it for themselves. They called soldiers to move the Buddha statue away, and immediately escorted it back to the capital together with the ancient bronze tripod.
Although there is no real gold, the ancient paintings and swords can be taken away secretly.
"I heard from the right guard that you know how to use a sword." Jing Shao pulled his princess out of the secret room to avoid the pain of looking at the big Buddha again. He now understood how the Southwest King felt when he escaped, knowing that this was valuable My belongings are here, but I can't move them away. No wonder I forgot about my direct grandson. It's really hard to calm down.
"I only know a few moves, but no internal strength. I just protect myself in times of crisis." Mu Hanzhang didn't think his little skill was very practical.
"You will carry this sword with you from now on." Jing Shao wiped the sword clean and hung it on his princess's waist.
"The sword is mostly useless in my hand, so why waste its fame for a lifetime." Mu Hanzhang rubbed the ancient handle of the sword and pursed his lips slightly. He really liked this sword, but in the hands of a man who only knew a little about swordsmanship, What a pity.
"This knife should have been yours." Jing Shao smiled. He came to the secret room this time just to find this knife. It looks like jade but not gold, and is as beautiful as danxia. There are nine treasures in ancient times. This sword is named Hanzhang!
Not long after, the soldier carrying the big Buddha came in a hurry and reported: "Prince Qi, there is a secret passage under the big Buddha!"
Jing Shao frowned. He killed the Southwest King in his previous life while on the run, so he never studied where the secret passage was. This time the Southwest King fled early and lost track of it. He should find out the secret passage by looking for it.
Immediately, people followed the secret road to check. The secret road was narrow and the road was slow. There was no news until dusk. The secret road led directly to a dry well ten miles east of the city. The Southwest King must have been carrying something heavy. The ruts on the road It's very obvious, going straight to the east.
"They must have gone to seek refuge with the Southeast King. The items in the car should be gold, silver and jewelry." Mu Hanzhang speculated.
"Your Majesty, I will bring a thousand Qingqi to pursue him, and I will surely capture that 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 Majesty, why is this?" Zhao Meng didn't know why. Now the Southwest King doesn't have many people around him, so it would be easy to kill him. "Your Majesty, if you cut the grass without eradicating the roots, you will leave troubles in the future."
"If the king of the southwest is not dead, once he escapes to the southeast, he will release the tiger back to the mountain!" Hao Dadao, who had arranged the army, walked in with the tiger cub.
"Wow!" Xiao Huang immediately agreed when he heard that the tiger had returned to the mountain, but his big eyes never left the bag on Hao Dadao's waist, still stretching out his claws reluctantly.
Mu Hanzhang took Xiao Huang over and touched the fur on its head: "The top of the mountain does not belong to the King of Southwest. The ancients said that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers."
Hao Dadao nodded: "Then let him go?"
"I have made my own decision about this," Jing Shao didn't think much and waved his hand for them to go down, "There are many courtyards in the mansion, you can choose one to rest in."
When the right guard heard this, he immediately ran out excitedly. Those small bamboo baskets in the backyard looked very interesting, and he couldn't sit still for a long time. Zuo Hujun looked at his running figure with an expressionless face and followed him out silently.
After everyone dispersed, Jing Shao immediately took out a pen and paper and wrote a three-thousand-mile urgent note to report the news of the capture of Yuncheng and the escape of the Southwest King to the southeast as soon as possible.
Mu Hanzhang watched him write quietly. The little tiger cub in his arms felt comfortable under his touch, and he lay on his back in his warm arms and fell asleep. Zhao Meng and the others didn't understand what Jing Shao did, but he did. The king of the southwest has now committed treason and rebellion. If the king of the southeast takes him in, he will join in the rebellion with him. The morale of the army is high, and it is time to march to the southeast. only……
"Why are you in such a hurry to attack the southeast?" Mu Hanzhang looked at the many hints in the document. Emperor Hongzheng saw this three-thousand-mile expedited order and would definitely issue another three-thousand-mile expedited edict to let him directly attack the southeast. Many of Jing Shao's behaviors are very strange. Others don't know it, but he can clearly see it when he is with him every day. Just like the secret room today, if he didn't know it in advance, how could he find it directly?