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Chapter 470 Irrefutable evidence, the late emperor was poisoned to death!

Digging out the gold bricks privately is definitely not theft. It’s the best way to embezzle the country’s idle property. In the future, the country can make up for the 500 yuan of gold bricks when it has money. Therefore, Jia Liu doesn’t want Kui Shilang to have too much psychology with Mr. Lei. pressure.

Queenie's son is the youngest of Lao Lei's family, and he will definitely make arrangements with all his heart so that no one will gossip about it.

In addition to five hundred catties of gold, Queenie also paid for the official book of the Ministry of Rites, the reward for entering the military plane, fame and fortune, and money. What Jia Liu gave is not unprecedented, but it must have exceeded Queenie’s psychological expectations. , that is really about to be struck by lightning.

It’s boring for Jia Liu to eat such a large amount of wealth by himself. He thought about giving ten yuan to each of the old rich and Mr. Se, five yuan to each of Yi Shangshu from the Ministry of War and Yongshangshu from the Ministry of Households, and one to each of the two father-in-laws in Sichuan. Ten yuan, and the governor of Shandong, Guotai, the governor of Tianjin, Xu Ji, and the governor of Zhili, Yang Jingsu, also gave three yuan each.

The Eight Pillars of the Han Army belonged to one person, including Chang Bingzhong, Wang Fu and their fathers. If not, it would have to be given to Governor Le Erjin of Shaanxi and Gansu, Governor Bi Ning of Shaanxi, and Wang Dan Wang, the governor of Gansu. Also send two yuan per person.

After counting miscellaneous things, more than 20 yuan was removed, and another [-] yuan was taken out for Lao Fu to distribute flexibly, and the rest can be eaten with peace of mind.

But Jia Liu is not interested in money. The gold will definitely be melted and exchanged into silver for the Qing Dynasty's national economy and people's livelihood, or for industrial and agricultural development, or for building a strong army, or for iron-clad ships, small trains, or for Introduce outstanding Western talents or something.

In short, he would take one yuan home, at least half a yuan to apply for Xiaoquan's lifetime card in Huamanlou and Yuchunzhai.

According to the current rate of decline, Xiaoquan can save a lot of money in the future. Tailing has returned to the old man, and there is no Yuling where Qianlong lived. Jingling is also empty, and there is no Xiaoling. , can be used for mobile distribution.

From ancient times to the present, it is said that the imperial tomb can be redeveloped seven times.

Being as honest as you is the role model that the subjects of Xiaoqing should learn from.

Jia Liu praised himself so much in his heart.

It’s the truth, the gains from robbery, embezzlement, embezzlement, and bribery in those years were only a fraction of what I spent on myself.

There are no two meat dishes every day, and I am full and satisfied.

So after distributing the remaining gold nuggets, Jia Liu would at least get a storage fee and interest from it, and it was possible to keep that huge wealth for himself.

It took a lot of effort to get the first bucket of gold in Tailing. In terms of profit alone, it would take hundreds of times to rob cash trucks. Considering that there are no other small treasures waiting to be developed in the underground palace, the mood becomes so comfortable.

I am afraid of the heat, and I am also afraid of ghosts.

Walking one after another, talking about big hearts, always pushing the pegs behind as a cover, now taking the lead in walking behind, bouncing around a few steps, very happy physically and mentally.

As the young marshal of the post-Qingshui sect, it is unnecessary for Fan Wei to point out that the steps of the villain of the ghost family lack the air of a low-ranking person. He seems to be too frivolous. The leader was on the same level, so he coughed heavily, signaling that the villain of the ghost family should be prudent, in order to make people feel that he is inferior in his speech and demeanor.

Jia Liu knew that Fan Wei wanted me to be unruly, but that temperament was in line with my appearance, so he raised his little hand and said, "You can't have today, it's all because of refusal."

What do you mean?
Fan Wei was stunned here, trying to understand what the ghost family meant.

Shuan Zhu listened to his ears but looked out of his eyes. He had no intention of explaining Qi Qi to the Fan army division, but he thought about opening his mouth, because Master Duo had sharp ears and was afraid of being scolded.

Walking along the royal road paved with solid gold bricks, finally, the living room of Yongzheng Lord appeared behind everyone's eyes.

It was ordered by the villain Jia Jia, and Master Lei consciously instructed everyone to unlock the combination lock. The first thing that caught the eye was a small amount of precious books, as well as several shelves of antique calligraphy and painting.

As for those, Jia Liu was too knowledgeable, but Kui Shilang got excited, touched that one and said it was a rare copy, touched this one and said it was a swan song.

Jia Liu had time to look at them one by one like Queenie, and directly told Demu loudly: "Go back and move to your house."

"Whoo!"

Demu thought that was the right thing to do, but he was afraid that there were too few things and he would sell them by the catty.

After a sloppy search, I found that apart from books, calligraphy and paintings, there was nothing gold and jade, which disappointed Jia Liuxiao. After thinking that there must be nothing good in Yongzheng's bedroom, curiosity and anticipation were rekindled.

Under the leadership of Chief Lei, everyone came to Yongzheng Lord's bedroom.

Exquisite.

Linqing large gold bricks are plastered under the walls, and solid small gold bricks are laid under the ground. The torches are reflected on it, and the golden wall is brilliant.

The art painting under the wall is even more exquisite, inferior to the tile painting under any bathroom wall Jia Liu has ever seen.

Compared with the tile painting of a beautiful man holding a bottle that I admire more, it is simply miserable and unbearable.

At the very beginning, seventy or less eyes were fixed on the eight beds.

Everyone including Jia Liu's breathing became heavy.

Eight beds, slightly smaller in the middle and larger on the sides.

Queenie introduced that the small bed was slept by Lord Yongzheng, and the big bed on the right was slept by Emperor Xiaoxian, who was the son of Fei Yanggu, a minister in the Kangxi court.

"The coffin on the left is the imperial concubine Dunsu Nian."

"Nianhuang noble concubine?"

Jia Liu snorted, "Is this Nian Gengyao's younger sister?"

Queenie said yes, when Emperor Bingdao was in the prince's mansion, the Nian family was the side Fujin, and he was very fond of him. Before he ascended the throne, he was promoted to the imperial concubine. Unfortunately, he died of a serious illness in the eighth year of Yongzheng. The late emperor specially ordered him to be buried in Tailing. .

"Love is love, but it is suffering for brother-in-law."

Jia Liu pouted, Yongzheng called his brother-in-law Nian Gengyao cruel.

So being an uncle is a good thing.

Before looking around the eight coffins, Jia Liu took a deep breath and waved his hand to open the coffins.

The old man and his wife brought both. There is a reason that the house is transferred.

The first thing to open is Yongzheng's coffin, because Jia Liu is eager to know whether Yongzheng's head is really buried. If so, this will solve the mystery of the ages, and he will sit in front of the emperor to collude with the king of the county to bribe the male assassin Lv Qiniang to assassinate the late emperor. rumors.

Opening the coffin is also a technical job. Under the guidance of Mr. Lei, Bao Zhu and we spent a lot of effort to lift the coffin board.

"Little man!"

Baozhu raised his head and called the villain to come over to have a look, and found that the little president and the Fan army were at least seven feet away from the coffin.

Shuan Zhu knew what Duo Ye cared about, and hurriedly gestured to ask whether the emperor outside Bao Zhu's coffin had a head.

Got an answer of none, pretty broken.

And, it's lifelike.

After waiting for a while to confirm whether there was any abnormality, Gui Hong bravely walked to the side of the coffin and looked out, and found that Yongzheng's figure was not low, and his face was sharper, which was not much different from Qianlong's pointed face.The appearance looks very different from that of just dead, no wonder the legend that Sun Dianying's soldier called Cixi in the coffin was shocked.

Before touching her nose, Gui Hong stepped aside and asked Bao Zhu to take out the good things outside the coffin.

As a result, except for the precious jade in the mouth, nose and other places, there are only eight things.

Mr. Lei was an expert, and he introduced one as a Panbodhi large flat numbering bead dish given to his great-grandson by Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang.

The seventh piece is also an abacus. It is the phoenix-eyed bodhi counting bead plate given to his son by the holy grandfather. Compared with the one given by the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, that one is so valuable that it will be worth it if it is auctioned by Jia Liu's descendants. One or two billion.

The first one is a glass inside-painted snuff bottle used by Shiba Yunxiang, the brother who has the best relationship with Yongzheng, after his death.

That snuff bottle looks like it's high-end, and it's a niche market.

This thing can make Yongzheng generally ordered to be buried with him after he was born, and it should be because of the deep brotherhood.

Looking at the eight things that Yongzheng regarded as treasures in his hands, Jia Liuxiao was very happy. I know that these eight things are considered national treasures in my era, but the eight things in my eyes can be sold for at least tens of thousands of taels. Insane.

And what Xiaoqing lacks most now is real money.

Just when they were having fun, Shuan Zhu's surprised voice came from his ear: "Master, the late emperor was really poisoned to death!"

Jia Liu was stunned, looked up at Shuan Zhu, and found that there was not a very long needle in the opponent's hand, and the needle was actually white on the torch reflection.

(End of this chapter)