The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

"..." Xie Beihan paused, and then muttered, "How come Mingshen also likes jujube cake."

Just like his sixth sister.

The boss didn't care about this, and picked up the scroll again, "Thank you, Lord Marquis, so this painting is real! If it's fake, I'll return it ten times over!"

Xie Beihan smiled and said: "In order to sell this painting, you actually made up such an exciting story. If you don't make money, whoever makes money."

The boss said with a straight face: "This is a story passed down from generation to generation by the Han family. They had no choice but to sell this painting, so they told the story to me so that I can talk to the employer. This painting is indeed true. It is the god of the underworld, and it must be worshiped sincerely and must not be profaned."

Otherwise, you will suffer disaster.

Xie Beihan glanced at the picture scroll girl again, and said, "How much?"

The boss held out three fingers.

"300 taels?" Xie Beihan said, "All right, wrap it up."

Even if this is not the real god of the underworld, but the woman in the painting is indeed outstanding, noble and mysterious, and it is not a disadvantage to buy it home and keep it.

The boss widened his eyes, "Why is Lord Xie talking like this now? How can 300 taels be worthy of your noble and rich temperament, this is 3000 taels!"

"3000 taels?!" Xie Beihan's face changed, and he shook his head immediately, "You know, my cousin conspired against me, and it's not easy for my Zhenbeihou's mansion to not be implicated. Now I've become a pauper, I sincerely want, you Give me a real price."

The corner of the boss's mouth twitched slightly, he had never seen such a bargain.

He said: "2000 taels, it can't be lowered."

Xie Beihan rolled his eyes and raised his chin: "500 taels."

"No! This is the calligraphy of the great painter Han! 800 taels!"

"500 taels!"

"Master Xie, take a closer look. This is an ancient painting thousands of years old. 500 taels is the lowest!" The boss didn't expect Xie Beihan to be so poor now. He used to come to the black market to buy things, but his eyes Not even blinking.

"500 taels." Xie Beihan still insisted. Seeing that the boss was hesitating, he went out, "Would you like to sell it or not, anyway, I don't really want to buy it."

The boss hurriedly dragged him, "Okay, okay, 500 taels is 500 taels."

Han Zhiyu is famous for his landscape and ink paintings, but this portrait was the only one he painted, which should have been very valuable, but he mentioned that it was a statue of the god of the underworld.

As Xie Beihan said at the beginning, in the eyes of the world, the god of the underworld is a fierce and sinister image of a man. In the eyes of many people, this statue of the god of the underworld is completely blasphemy, so no one cares about it.

The boss has no choice now, so he lowered the price again and again.

Xie Beihan happily gave the silver ticket, and got on the carriage to return home happily holding the scroll.

He is really smart to do big things with little money.

On the carriage, he took out the scroll to have a look again, narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered, "Why do you look a bit like Sixth Sister?"

But it's only half a profile.

He shrugged and rerolled the scroll.

Hearing the story excitedly, it was past noon when Xie Beihan returned home.

He took the picture scroll and went to Empress Xie's yard, only to find out that Empress Xie took Fan Yunqian out of the city and went to live in the White Horse Temple to pray for blessings.

Fan Yunqian also left a note for herself.

He looked at Fan Yunqian's handwriting, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a trace of tenderness.

Then wait for her to come back in the mansion, and then have a good talk with her.

Husband and wife, as long as the words are opened, life will be loving.

However, I still couldn't help worrying, asked a few words, and learned that Habayashi Wei was also following, and that the leader was appointed by Emperor Mu Wu himself, which seemed very reliable.

Xie Beihan was a little relieved.

It's spring, and Chu Shuo's big wedding day will be in two days. As a good brother, he should go to help a little, but because Queen Xie's mood is unstable, he has to take care of him all the time, so Chu Shuo Shuo let him take care of himself.

Now that he is free, he has to help him no matter what.

It's just a pity that Yunqian went to the White Horse Temple and couldn't bring her to the wedding banquet to congratulate her good brother.

After a busy day, he fell asleep right away when he returned home.

When he woke up in the morning, he felt flustered for no reason. After thinking about it, he still took out the scroll and hung it on the wall quite sincerely.

He put his hands together and bowed to the portrait.

"I also ask the God of the Underworld to bless you, I don't ask for wealth, I only want the safety of my family." Xie Beihan paused, and then couldn't help smiling, "I don't know if the God of the Underworld will grant a son, hehe, I want a big fat boy. "

After piously making his wish, Xie Beihan felt less flustered.

Just at this time, a young servant hurried into the house and shouted: "Master Hou! The nurse in charge seems to be crazy, saying that the empress wants to use human sacrifices, you go and see."

Xie Beihan was startled, and hurriedly put on his clothes, but before leaving, he still put on the Shenmu, which was already his habit.

As soon as he got out of his yard, he saw the nanny stumbling over.

I don't know why, but the normally decent nanny is unkempt today, and her body still smells strongly of urine.

Xie Beihan took a step back subconsciously, but the nanny rushed forward and grabbed his hand, her voice was hurried and hoarse: "Master Hou, something serious happened! Madam, she wants to arrest living people as sacrifices to help the young master get out of hell." reincarnation!"

She was articulate, not crazy.

Xie Beihan was startled, "What did you say?"

Mammy's eyes were slightly red, and she said again: "Master Hou, it's true! This old slave didn't lie to you, your mother said it was a sacrifice from the God of the Underworld."

"My aunt left Beijing and went to the White Horse Temple." Xie Beihan still couldn't believe it, "My aunt was kind all her life, how could she do such a thing?"

"She can do anything for Young Master now." Mammy cried, "It's not easy to catch nine hundred and ninety-nine people. It is estimated that the empress has not yet made a big mistake at this time. Lord Hou, go and stop it."

Xie Beihan's heart skipped a beat.

My aunt left Beijing at this time, and it is likely to be true!

Thinking of Fan Yunqian, he was full of panic.

"That aunt probably went to the White Horse Temple. Did she tell you where she was going to offer sacrifices?"

Mammy was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "Your Majesty didn't say anything."

Xie Beihan pursed his lips and said, "Nurse, then you can wait in the mansion."

He didn't delay, and immediately went to fetch Fan Yunqian's belongings, and used the teleportation talisman to arrive at Prince Yu's Mansion.

He suddenly appeared, and the guards were all as if they were facing a big enemy. When they saw that it was Xie Beihan, they relaxed their vigilance a little, but they still did not put down the weapons in their hands.

Qingfeng heard the sound and said, "Thank you, Marquis? Why did you use the teleportation talisman this early in the morning?"

"I have an urgent matter to find my sixth sister!" Xie Beihan broke into a sweat, "I have an urgent matter to die!"

Qingfeng saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so he led the people to Liuli Pavilion.

At this moment, Ye Siheng and Nan Li had just finished washing up and having breakfast.

The two are busy with their own affairs, one enters the palace and the other returns to the Duke's mansion.

Seeing Xie Beihan suddenly, both of them were slightly taken aback.

Because of his seal, a dark shadow appeared. (end of this chapter)