The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 673: Collecting corpses

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"What did you say?"

When Yu Wenshu heard the news that the treasure under the Confucius Temple had disappeared, he almost jumped out of his chair.

He was in disbelief, frowning, and took a breath: "A golden mountain has disappeared?"

Fu Xiaoguan nodded, "Yes, a golden mountain disappeared."

Yu Wenshu sat down on the chair, his eyes suddenly lost sight, and he murmured: "If God wants to kill me...!"

Fu Xiaoguan understood what he meant.

If the treasure is found today, Emperor Xuan may be happy to let him die for the sake of that huge golden mountain.

But now that the Jinshan is gone, you can imagine how angry Emperor Xuan will be. Then there is absolutely no possibility for Yu Wenshu to live anymore.

"I came to see you just to ask you, do you really not know that the Jinshan Mountain is gone?"

After Fu Xiaoguan asked this question, he felt that the question was redundant. It was impossible for Yu Wenshu to tell lies. He needed to rely on the gold mountain to survive.

Yu Wenshu did not answer his question. He laughed at himself and said, "You and I are just passers-by, but you promised to help me collect the body."

"Yeah."

"Buried in Nanshan, facing Nanshan Villa."

"Okay."

"I don't know who stole the treasure, but I am sure that the treasure is not in the hands of the Moon Worship Cult."

Fu Xiaoguan frowned slightly, "Reason?"

"It's very simple. I have been to the Yue Worshiping Sect General Forum. They lived a miserable life. If it hadn't been for the gold mine they found in Minshan, their lives would have been unbearable.

If the treasure is in the hands of the Moon Worship Cult, do I need to rebel so urgently? ”

Yu Wenshu took a deep breath and said: "That is a wealth that can rival the country! If I really have that wealth in hand, I will slowly plan for it. Integrate all the chieftains in Xirong and build Xirong into a An impregnable place."

"Xirong has more than a million men, and with the chieftains as guardians as the basis, I can train an army of 200,000 to 300,000 people in three to five years."

He gave a wry smile, shook his head, and looked at Fu Xiaoguan: "If I had another army of 300,000 people, and I rebelled again, would you still be able to defeat me so easily?

Even if I can't defeat the Jinniu Ancient Road, the two Jiannan Roads will definitely fall into my hands. At that time, the Qinling Mountains were used as the boundary and the rule was divided into mountains... I can accept it, but my father will feel uncomfortable. . ”

"So," he spread his hands, "this is life! God can't seem to stand this thief, and it wants my life too!"

Perhaps it’s because Yu Wenshu knew that he would die, so he talked a lot today.

Fu Xiaoguan also asked some things, such as who is the great elder of Cemen? For example...are there any remnants of the Moon Worship Cult in this palace?

But he didn't get the answer because Yu Wenshu really didn't know.

Not long after, the **** who announced the decree came here.

Eunuch Jia said goodbye to Emperor Xuan and went to Fu Xiaoguan's house to work as a concierge. Now the **** who announced the decree beside His Majesty has become Eunuch Nian.

Eunuch Nian did not expect that Fu Xiaoguan would be here, so he raised his hands and saluted, "Well done, Uncle Ding'an."

"Have a good year, father-in-law."

"I wonder if Amber Ding has finished questioning her?"

Fu Xiaoguan stood up, but Yu Wenshu said: "Wait a moment."

He went back to the room and took out a bottle of Xishan Tianchun and two wine glasses, and poured two glasses of wine. "Although we are just passers-by, since I have entrusted you to collect my body, I should offer you a glass of wine."

Fu Xiaoguan took the wine glass, the two clinked it and drank it down in one gulp.

"Okay, Mr. Nian, please declare the decree."

……

……

Fu Xiaoguan and Xu Xinyan stood on the execution platform.

This is the place where prisoners are executed, but it is very deserted today, because according to tradition, beheadings are mostly concentrated in autumn.

Why did you choose autumn?

Fu Xiaoguan didn't know, but he thought it might be because the Xiao Sha in the autumn coincided with the misery of beheading.

Emperor Xuan did not announce the execution of Yu Wenshu. The person who supervised the execution was Su Shanyue, the minister of Dali Temple, and the only people watching were Fu Xiaoguan. It seemed a bit deserted, but luckily the sun was just right.

What did Yu Wenshu look like at the end?

Fu Xiaoguan thought carefully but couldn't remember. Maybe he would miss the prosperity of this mortal world, or maybe he would be freed.

He really collected Yu Wenshu's body, which surprised Su Shanyue.

"Ding Anbo...actually, there is something wrong."

Fu Xiaoguan understood what he meant, but he still did it, "I promised him before he was alive that this man is dead...it would be a hundred miles away if he died. After all, he is His Majesty's son and cannot enter the imperial mausoleum. , let him rest in peace."

Su Shanyue handed over his hand and said, "Ding'an Bo Gaoyi."

"What a bastard!" Fu Xiaoguan shook his head and smiled, "Do me a favor."

"Ding Anbo, please speak."

"Find a craftsman with better skills and sew his head and body together."

"...Is this necessary?"

"Well," Fu Xiaoguan nodded, "If it is necessary, at least it will look better if you go underground."

"Okay!"

Su Shanyue actually called an old man, and while the old man was sewing his head, the two of them stood on the execution ground and had a chat.

"Just now, Your Majesty ordered the Dali Temple of the Criminal Department and the Jinling Mansion Office to jointly solve the case. Within one year... If it is not solved within this year," Su Shanyue gave a bitter smile, "Your Majesty will kill me and others. Please ask Amber Ding to collect the body for me.”

Fu Xiaoguan was startled and laughed, "Are you kidding? The treasure has been stolen for who knows how many years. How could the case be solved so easily?"

Su Shanyue raised his eyebrows, "But Your Majesty doesn't think so."

Fu Xiaoguan calmed down and thought for a moment, "There is a set of deeply carved characters on the stone wall of the underground river. Mr. Su would like to go and rub it to see if there is any chance to see something from it. What? Or...if you encounter calligraphy and painting with similar handwriting, you can compare the handwriting."

This is obviously looking for a needle in a haystack, but it is still a way. Su Shanyue nodded, "I will do it after a while. Hey... that thief is also very powerful. He can transport a gold mountain silently. He must be thinking." A meticulous person, this case is difficult to solve!"

Of course Fu Xiaoguan knew that this case was difficult to solve, but he did not say that it might be the Taoist Master, because he did not have any evidence.

He needs to meet the Lord Guanzhu to see what this time-traveling senior looks like and what he has done in this world.

After Yu Wenshu's head was sewn up, Fu Xiaoguan took the body and left the palace, went to a coffin shop, and then went to Nanshan, where he actually buried Yu Wenshu on the mountainside of Nanshan.

He did not go to the workshops in Nanshan to take a look, but returned to Fu Mansion.

The sun sets in the west and the tired birds return to their nests.

He and his senior brother Su Jue sat in Taoran Pavilion.