My concubines are talents

Chapter 70 The Theft of the Prime Minister's Mansion

After getting the Asking Sword, Hu Lu still has the mind to engage in those personal affairs with his sons and daughters. He can't wait to study this sword thoroughly tonight.

So tonight he stayed at Yingzi's place, waiting for her to come home by the way.

He first tested it with a magnet, and found that the Wendao Sword was not made of iron. After weighing it, he found that the density was much higher than that of iron, but it was light and light in the hand, which was amazing.

Then he did another hardness test. He took out a large diamond from Yingzi's treasure box and chopped it casually. The diamond did not shatter, but was neatly divided into two halves from the middle.

Really Excalibur!

Hu Lu pointed his sword at the sky, wishing to announce to the world immediately, and make public the news that he had enjoyed the divine sword, but he was also afraid that this sword would be envious of those hidden cultivators, in case this sword is also rare for those people Baby, there is no reason not to grab it.

Hu Lu has always been unafraid to speculate on cultivators with the greatest malice.

He thought that the reason those people haven't jumped out to boss him around and tell him to hand over the emperor's throne is because the emperor's throne is worthless to practitioners and it doesn't matter.

But if the emperor possesses a fairy sword that all cultivators covet, will they wipe out the royal family while fighting for the fairy sword?
The Qi refining period and the Foundation building period may not have that strength, what about the Jindan period, Yuanying period, or even the ancestor of the God of Transformation?
Thinking of this, Hu Lu regretted his previous move of wielding his sword to drive away the fog, and Meng Lang regretted it.

At this time, he looked at Cai Xin, who was taking notes. There was only such a potential cultivator by his side. If he could cultivate it well and make enough emotional investment, he might become the help of my royal family.

Even after his death, he can protect the Hu family for a hundred years.

So he waved to Cai Xin and passed the sword over, "Xiao Cai, play."

"Ah, I won't." She has always held a pen since she was a child, and when did she hold a sword.

"Try it. If you succeed in cultivation in the future, you will definitely use a sword. Think about how you fly with a sword. Should you practice in advance?"

"If I really succeed in cultivation, I will use a brush to make a weapon, and then I will fly with the brush." ​​Cai Xin replied, but still took the sword obediently.

The emperor now regards the sword as more precious than his daughter-in-law, and he is willing to hand over his daughter-in-law to him, which shows His Majesty's trust in him.

But she really didn't know how to do it. The first time she almost used the Night Fight Bafang Tibetan Knife Style, she wiped her own neck.

"Swords don't play like this~" Hu Lu stood behind her and held her hand holding the sword.

Cai Xin's body straightened immediately, and she always felt a "murderous aura" behind her. Since she started practicing "Entraining Qi", she became more sensitive to some auras.

Hu Lu was teaching with his hands, and Yingzi stepped in.

This damn child, what did you say that you came at the wrong time, and what kind of person did you think I was.

"You came at the right time. It's not appropriate for me, a big man, to teach Xiao Cai. Yingzi, you come and teach her how to use a sword."

Although Ao Tunying mainly uses a hammer, she is proficient in all eighteen weapons, and her swordsmanship is slightly inferior to Hu Lu's. Moreover, she has a slender figure, and she has a unique sense of beauty when dancing a sword.

"This is the fairy sword that breaks through the fog with one sword?" Yingzi also began to touch it, the technique was exactly the same as that of Hu Lu.

Chu Xuan: Whatever, it's numb.

This night, the three of them had a very happy and fulfilling life, and Cai Xin learned a lot of moves.

Early the next morning, Hu Lu woke up with Wen Wenjian in his arms. Yingzi was lying beside him with one leg on his waist, and Cai Xin was on the ground.

Last night, Hu Lufei wanted to sleep with the sword in his arms, fearing that some bad guys would steal his sword, but Ao Tunying was a little worried, after all, the sword is intelligent.

It doesn't matter if it breaks up and hurts people at night, cuts off arms and legs, and cuts face .

So Ao Tunying found a similar scabbard from her arsenal, put it on the Wendao sword, and asked to keep vigil for Hu Lu.

Hu Lu felt sorry for her running around all day, so he let her go to bed. If she was sleepy, Xiao Sanzi would watch the night for her.

Cai Xin, who was laying the floor under the bed, naturally also recorded the scene of General Aotun's loyalty. The two fell asleep on their feet, which can be regarded as a model of a monarch and minister. She really envied her as a living mother. The bed on the floor is really not as comfortable as the bed. !

Today, the fog outside the palace has lightened a lot, and it is only at the level of usual fog, and the order in the capital is gradually restored.

In just one day, countless theft cases, wounding cases and missing persons cases appeared in the capital yamen, among which the most troublesome case for Jing Zhaoyin and his subordinates was the theft case of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The Eighth Prince of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xiao Yan, the twin brother of the Concubine Xian, personally reported the case, "Three of my old servants and maidservants were knocked out, and my father's study was also turned upside down, but no gold or silver goods were lost."

"Then what was lost?" Jing Zhaoyin asked politely.

Xiao Yan, "I haven't found anything missing yet, but my father said that if there is a thief in the house, it should be reported to the government."

"Of course." Jing Zhaoyin felt that it was not that simple. This must not be a simple report. The Prime Minister must have lost something that is not humane and should not be publicized.

Jing Zhaoyin is also a smart person, and immediately appointed Xiao Shou, who is in charge of taxation in the capital government office, to take charge of this matter.

Because he is Xiao Yan's older brother and the seventh son of Xiao Xiang.

"My lord, I am in charge of taxation, not law and order!" Xiao Shou cried bitterly.

"Master Xiao Xiao, there was a strange fog yesterday, and the number of criminal cases increased sharply. Everyone in the yamen has to assist in the office regardless of the division of labor. Moreover, this is your own business. It must be more convenient than us outsiders, so you should come."

So Xiao Shou sat in front of Xiao Yan.

"Name?"

"Your brother."

"age?"

"Two years younger than you."

"Home address?"

"You come back every day, you ask me?!"

"It's routine," Xiao Shou asked, "so what is missing at home?"

"I didn't lose anything, it's just a thief. Uncle Zhong and the two maids were knocked out." Xiao Yan said.

"Then did they see anything before they were knocked out?"

"How could it be possible to see it in such a thick fog? They were all knocked down from behind."

"Is it okay?"

"It's okay, you're alive and kicking."

Xiao Shou had a headache and said, "Then you make it difficult for me. No one was injured, and no property was lost. I don't even want to file a case for you."

"It's up to you whether you stand or not, my father told me to report to the government, and I will report, that's enough." After finishing speaking, Xiao Yan got up to leave.

"Wait a minute," Professor Xiao said, "I'd better go and see the scene."

After speaking, he began to pack his briefcase.

Xiao Yan frowned, "Seventh brother, don't you want to leave work early?"

"What is leaving get off work early? This is called showing up!" Xiao Shou said seriously.

The two returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Xiao Shou was still smiling when they passed by a mansion, "Old Ba, look at this house, even the gate has been stolen, it's so miserable."

Xiao Yan, "I noticed it when I came here. It was an empty house before, and it was just recently occupied."

When they arrived at their own home, Xiao Yan was about to knock on the door, when Xiao Shou suddenly took two steps back, "Boss!"

"What's your strange name? The gate of our house is still there."

Xiao Shou raised his head, "Look! Our door plaque is gone!"

"What?!" Xiao Yan took two steps back, looked up, and sure enough, the door plaque with the word "Xiao Mansion" disappeared~
　(ps: I recommend the masterpiece "Strange Life" by the real foolish old man. The author has just resumed updating. It has a million words and is worth reading.)
　　


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