Aojian Tianqiang

Snapped!

A loud noise came from Wei Feng's study, and a maid who happened to pass by outside trembled with fright, her face turned pale.

Before the maid came back to her senses, she heard another loud noise from inside.

Boom!

Even the ground trembled violently.

The maid opened the door in a panic, only to see a row of huge bookshelves in the master's study lying on the ground. The room was in a mess, with all kinds of antique debris all over the floor.

Wei Feng was standing in the middle of the room with a ferocious face, disheveled hair, gnashing his teeth, as if he wanted to eat people.

"roll!"

With a roar, it rolled towards the maid who pushed the door open.

The maid was so frightened that she scrambled and ran out, then thought of something, and closed the door carefully.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

The maid almost jumped out of her heart and fled. She has never seen the master get so angry in all these years in the Wei family!

Even if such a big incident happened at home a few days ago, the master did not lose his composure like he is now...

In the study, Wei Feng's eyes were red, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"A bunch of idiots! Waste! Pigs and dogs are worse than dogs!" Wei Feng growled, roared, and finally sat on a chair weakly, staring blankly in a daze.

Just last night, the prime minister's mansion was stolen.

The countless rare treasures accumulated by the family for hundreds of years were looted!

Huge warehouse, empty, not even a hair left!

And the guards guarding the warehouse didn't notice anything at all!

If it wasn't for the fact that Wei Feng's study had also lost something and attracted attention, no one in the entire Wei family would have even known that their treasure house had been emptied!

The wealth accumulated in the family was evacuated. Although Wei Feng was so distressed that he wanted to vomit blood, it was by no means the reason for him to be so furious.

What he was really angry with, or it could be said that what he was afraid of, were some missing signatures in his study.

Many people may find it strange that the wealth accumulated over hundreds of years is not as good as some ink treasures?

After all, as long as a person is alive, calligraphy can be written at any time, but wealth... needs to be accumulated hard from generation to generation.

But for Wei Feng, if wealth is gone, it can be earned again, but these calligraphic calligraphy... are things that can kill people!

This prime minister, who is an extremely human minister, even has the urge to run away at this moment!

He didn't know who did it and what purpose it was for.It's a crazy thief, he did it casually and with a purpose, just for these calligraphy posts.

If it's the latter...then...the sky will collapse!

That's why Wei Feng was so furious and terrified.

However, he can't do anything at this moment except panic!

He didn’t even dare to send someone to investigate this matter!

Because once the other party did this unintentionally, once he frantically pursued, angered the other party, and then made these posts public, then Wei Feng, and even the entire Wei family, would be completely finished!

"Who the hell? Who did it?" Wei Feng forced himself to calm down. After so many years of power in power, Wei Feng knew a truth.

Now he seems to be in a state of boundless glory, with a long and prosperous family, disciples all over the world, and all the officials in the court, including those adults who are also Jiuqing, also have to act according to his face.

But once he loses power... the building overturns, there will be countless open and dark arrows shot over in an instant, and by then, all kinds of dirty water will not be less.

"No, this matter... must be suppressed! No matter what, I have to suppress it!" Wei Feng took a long breath, said slowly, and gathered his hair with his hands.

Then he shouted outside: "Come here and give me a bath and change clothes!"

……

Back in the single dormitory of the college, Xu Luo closed the door and went straight to the basement.

As soon as he opened the door, Xu Luo felt a golden mountain pressing towards him in an instant...

Without even thinking about it, Xu Luo stepped on the lug step and stepped aside.

wow... wow...

A large amount of gold, silver and treasure flowed along this door... all over the place.

Ambilight, light shimmers.

Xu Luo was almost blinded by the shaking, he tentatively called inside: "Meow?"

"What are you calling Master Cat for? Master Cat is sleeping after a hard night!" A meowing sound came from the room, reassuring Xu Luo.

Looking at the mountains of treasures, Xu Luo asked with dull eyes: "How did you bring so many things back? Also, if you piled them all over the room, aren't you afraid of hitting someone when you open the door?"

"Hmph, you treacherous and cunning human being, you just tease your master cat. This is just a surprise for you!" Miao Miao said, pacing squarely, stepping on jewels, and walking proudly from inside come out.

Then he looked at Xu Luo proudly and said, "Is this a lot? A pile of rags would get in the way in Mr. Cat's storage space... Besides, these rags are only one-tenth of the total."

"..." Xu Luo looked at Miao Miao with black lines all over her head, and asked in disbelief, "You really emptied the warehouse of Prime Minister Wei's house?"

"Hmph, who is Master Miaomiao? Master Miaomiao is unique, powerful, handsome, mighty, and wise... the ninth-order spirit beast swallowing the raccoon ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" After roaring, Miaomiao said to Xu Luo : "These useless gold and silver are given to you, just as a little reward for giving me the power of the stars."

"Hmph, is the power of the stars as cheap as you said?" Xu Luo rolled his eyes, and casually put the gold and silver treasures all over the floor into his storage ring.

Xu Luo didn't know that the ring in his hand was a real treasure until some time ago!

Previously, she thought that Lin Luoxue just gave herself a ring that could be stored. Although Xu Luo knew that this thing was priceless, she didn't think too much about it.

But as Xu Luo's level increased, he found that every time his mental ability increased by one point, the space in this ring would increase by one point!

Up to now, the space in this ring is as big as two basement rooms!

Putting these gold and silver jewels into the ring, it immediately occupied most of the place, Xu Luo couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly.

He secretly said in his heart: The Wei family is really rich, just a prime minister's mansion has such an astonishing wealth, not to mention the shops and land of the Wei family all over the country!

"Where are the signatures that you helped steal?" Xu Luo looked at Miao Miao and asked after cleaning up all the belongings.

"Here, here..." Miaomiao raised her paw, and suddenly a large pile of papers of various colors appeared on the ground, and countless calligraphy posts were scattered there. Strict, hmph, if Master Miaomiao is not so powerful, it would be quite difficult to get these things!"

Xu Luo's thoughts were already focused on these calligraphy posts.

When he was unable to practice in the past, Xu Luo also collected some ink treasures of the ministers in the court, and he was more or less familiar with the handwriting of those ministers.

"These few... are from Zhao Mo's father, Mr. Zhao. Well, the vigorous and vigorous writing is Mr. Zhao's handwriting."

"These... belonged to Sun Donghai's father, Mr. Sun. His fonts are painted with iron and silver hooks, which are difficult to imitate. Although they can't reach the realm of a self-contained master, they are still unique!"

"This one, this one seems to belong to Wang Ziwen's father, Mr. Wang? Mr. Wang has a generous heart and a fat body, but his handwriting is very thin, which is also very characteristic, but his handwriting is not particularly outstanding, otherwise he can be a family of his own...Wei Xiang Your ability is strong!"

Xu Luo looked at these calligraphy posts and muttered to himself. Although he didn't have the ability to remember with a photographic memory, he still had an impression of the words written by the court officials.

These calligraphy posts, not to mention that Xu Luo saw them, even if the imitated people saw them, their first reaction would be that they wrote them themselves!

"This is Master Leng's... This is Master Zhang's, um, these are Master Li's..." Xu Luo muttered to himself, looking at the posts on the ground, and teased softly with a sneer: "Wei Xiang is indeed It is worthy of being a true calligrapher who combines the specialties of the calligraphers of the previous dynasty, really amazing!"

As he said that, he looked at Miaomiao: "Well, Master Cat, I have one more thing to trouble you..."

……

Early the next morning, a strange thing happened in the homes of those court officials in the imperial capital.

Almost all the famous ministers in the court have one or several calligraphy posts on their study desks.

Wang Moxuan, an important minister in the court, is one of the nine ministers, in charge of the household department, in charge of the world's money and food, with a respected status and an extremely human minister!

Mr. Wang has been in a good mood recently.

Ever since the Centennial Star Festival failed and the borders of the empire were in dire straits, this Minister of the Household Department has been very busy every day.

Until recently, the great general Xu Ji of Zhenguo and the champion Hou Xu Zhongtian, the two Xus in the north and the south, and the double walls of the empire, were like two impenetrable iron gates, forcibly blocking the neighboring armies that were about to move at the border.

The army of the neighboring country harassed it several times on a small scale, but they were all hit head-on, and they were beaten back severely. Recently, they have settled down a lot.

Money and food became less urgent all of a sudden, so the smile on Wang Moxuan's face also increased a lot.

Every morning, after Mrs. Wang freshened up, even if he didn't read a book, but just closed his eyes and rested his mind, he had to sit in the study for a while to sort out what he had to do that day.This has been a habit developed for many years and has never changed.

No one has ever dared to enter Mr. Wang's study, let alone move casually.

It's just that early this morning, after Wang Moxuan washed up, he entered the study room, and was about to ask the maid to bring him over early, but found that there were seven or eight scrolls on his huge desk.

"Huh? Who has entered my study?" Wang Moxuan frowned slightly, and his first reaction was who entered his study.

The sons in the family should not be so bold, and as for the grandchildren, no one dared to come in.

So good, how come there are so many book posts?

Master Wang was full of doubts, and walked towards the table, his eyes fell on those few calligraphy posts...

"Huh? What... what's going on here?" Wang Moxuan's eyes straightened instantly, staring fixedly at the few calligraphy posts on the table. Mr. Wang, who has always been very good at nourishing Qi, seemed to be stunned at this moment.

He grabbed one of the signatures, stared at it, and lost his voice: "This... This is my handwriting, but I have never written it! What is going on?"

At this time, there was a light knock on the door outside, and the maid's voice sounded at the same time: "Master... come early."

Wang Moxuan replied in a low voice: "Don't eat, tell anyone not to disturb me."

"Oh, I see." The maid outside the door responded, still a little strange in her heart, the master has a bad stomach, and has always attached great importance to breakfast, but he has never skipped breakfast.

Wang Moxuan forced himself to calm down, walked around the table, sat on his chair, grabbed these calligraphy posts one by one, and looked at them carefully.

No matter how you look at it, these are all his words!

But no matter what, he couldn't think of when he wrote this thing!

"Could it be... someone imitated my handwriting... and wrote these things?" Wang Moxuan suddenly thought of this possibility, his back felt cold, and the sweat on his forehead almost fell.

"But why did this thing appear on my desk?" Wang Moxuan murmured: "If someone really uses this thing to issue orders...I, I can't tell you what! Who? Send them to me?"

Almost at the same time, almost the same strange thing happened in the homes of important officials in the imperial capital.

Mr. Leng, Mr. Sun, Mr. Zhao... A series of high officials in the court, all sitting in their study.

Sweaty!