Fu Tang

After Li Congjia heard it, he couldn't help saying badly, he threw aside all the empress Xiao's crown, turned around and walked out, only to meet Shi Xueting with a cold face.

"What's going on?" Li Congjia frowned.

Shi Xueting said in a deep voice: "I was careless, I forgot to seal it up, now everyone in the village knows that we have dug up gold."

"No. The question is where did the gold come from?" Li Congjia was a little surprised. If it was gold ornaments buried with him, there should be some, but not too much.

Shi Xueting said: "The village master will come and see."

Li Congjia followed Shi Xueting to a nearby cave. There were wooden boxes in this cave. There were five wooden boxes in total, and each wooden box was not big.

These wooden boxes were dug out from Empress Xiao's tomb. He originally thought they were used to store some utensils or clothes, but when he entered, he was almost blinded!

There are eight wooden boxes, each full of gold and silver in different styles, including gold and silver ingots, gold and silver collars and gold and silver cakes.

These gold and silver are oxidized, especially silver, which quickly oxidizes into a black appearance after exposure to air, but no one despises it as ugly, after all, it is money!

Li Congjia walked over, picked it up through the cloth and looked at it, and found that all the gold and silver had engraved letters on them, engraved with the time of fineness and the name of the goldsmith.

Li Congjia put down the gold ingot in his hand, and when he turned his head, he found that many bandits had gathered at the entrance of the cave, big and small, old and young. Li Congjia frowned: "Didn't you say that you should keep this place safe and not come in and out at will?"

Shi Xuehe smiled bitterly: "Unless you guard the entrance and exit of the village, how can you stop this barren mountain?"

"Then guard the entrance and exit of the village!" Li Congjia put aside the cloth in his hand and said, "Cover them all!"

The original bandit leader of the village looked at the gold and silver with red eyes at this moment, and shouted: "Master, we have also worked hard for these gold and silver, do you want to take it all by yourself?"

After he finished yelling, the men, women and children who followed him all booed together, even vaguely wanting to rush over to grab him.

Li Congjia's face darkened, troublesome people came out of poor mountains and rivers, he was right about these people, they were all honest like quails before, but now they are full and clothed, and turn their heads to be ungrateful.

"Who shouted just now?" Li Congjia asked.

Shi Congyun couldn't bear it long ago, stood up and pointed out one by one: "These people have no good intentions!"

The person he pointed at couldn't help shrinking his neck, but he looked around, thinking that there are so many people on his side, what is there to be afraid of?Then he boldly said: "Da Lang is right, we have also contributed to these gold and silver, the village owner can't take it alone!"

Shi Qingsong frowned and said: "Amitabha, what are you guys doing? There was no gold and silver before, and the village owner never shorted you for food and clothing. We still have to wait for the village owner to decide on the ownership of these gold and silver."

The bandits didn't yell any more, they just stared at Li Congjia.

Li Congjia sneered and said: "What else can it be? Sheng Mien fights Mi Qiu, Master Xuehe, please lead someone, and lock up all those who made a fuss just now. The dungeon in the village has not been used for a long time, and it should come in handy. "

As soon as his words came out, the bandits were in an uproar, and the crowd felt that Li Congjia was too insignificant.

Shi Xuehe was stunned for a moment, and just about to ask something, Shi Xueting grabbed him and said, "Catch them all."

Seeing that the monks were going to get serious, many of the bandits who followed the side drums were scared, and pushed out the loudest ones just now, and hid by themselves.

There were about 30 to [-] people who were pushed out. Shi Xuehe led the monks to knock down all the bandits who were still resisting, and then tied them tightly with hemp rope.

The original bandit leader led his confidantes to yell and curse. Shi Xueting couldn't bear to listen to all kinds of obscenities, so he grabbed a clod of soil and stuffed it into the bandit leader's mouth, making a solid block. .

Li Congjia couldn't help laughing and said, "Let him scold as much as he wants, why dirty your hands?"

Shi Xueting glanced at him: "I just can't hear it. Are you not angry?"

Li Congjia threw a sackcloth to Shi Xueting to wipe his hands, and said casually: "I was really angry at first, but after thinking about it, I feel that it's not worth it. These people are like this. If you give them food and clothing, they will be grateful at first. But as time goes by, they will take it for granted, and even complain that you give less, so before I insisted on bartering, I had to work if I wanted to eat enough, and paid labor in exchange for clothing and food, but I didn’t Thinking of...these people have reached the point of no cure."

Shi Qingsong sighed: "The village master's eyes are as bright as a torch, but now... the gold and silver may cause trouble, how does the village master plan to deal with it?"

Li Congjia didn't say a word, and he was also engaged in an ideological struggle in his heart. These gold and silver are very precious cultural relics. His professional ethics told him to bury these gold and silver and leave them to future generations.

But the reality told him that staying with these gold and silver can solve most of the problems. Li Congjia felt that he would do his best to those bandits. Out of personal grievances, he went to attack the army led by Zhao Kuangyin without saying a word.

How many of them, how many Zhao Kuangyin?Even if there are magical weapons, casualties are likely to occur, but they just went like this.

I voted for peach and reported it to Qiong Yao.

Li Congjia couldn't let these monks suffer with him.

Seeing that he was silent, Shi Xuehe couldn't help but whispered: "These gold and silver...can't be used just right?"

Li Congjia shook his head: "Not to mention that these are funeral objects or antiques, wouldn't it be a pity if they were melted down?"

Shi Xueting said in a low voice: "Compared with human life, it's not a pity."

Li Congjia turned to look at him, took a deep breath and said, "Let me think, let me think."

Many monks didn't understand why he was so entangled, but Shi Qingsong and Shi Xueting knew it well and didn't try to persuade him any more.

After Li Congjia returned to his room, he kept thinking. In fact, Shi Xueting was right, these things are nothing in front of human life.

He was just worried about himself, worried that if he opened his mouth this time, next time he could use all kinds of excuses to take gold and silver from various tombs. In troubled times, if he wanted to save people, no amount of gold and silver would be enough!

If it is an ordinary person, it doesn't matter, but Li Congjia has many addresses of ancient tombs in his mind, if he relaxes himself, it will be a very scary thing.

This is the reason why he couldn't make up his mind, and at this time, Shi Xueting came to him, and said upon meeting: "I know a little about the Zhaizhu's worries, just this one time, why should the Zhaizhu worry?"

I'm just worried that there will be a second time after the first time, brother!

Shi Xueting added: "What's more, you don't have to use it completely..."

When Li Congjia heard this, his eyes immediately brightened. Yes, there is no need to use up all of them. These gold and silver as cultural relics bring news to archaeologists and historians. There is no difference between one piece and a pile, as long as enough information is left That's it.

Thinking of this, Li Congjia suddenly remembered what he did when he just crossed over, touched his chin and said, "Master Xueting, please do something."

"Don't dare, ask the village master to order."

"Bring a few people and find some tortoise shells. The bigger the better." Li Congjia rubbed his hands and asked, "Well, can you engrave words on tortoise shells?"

Shi Xueting's head was full of question marks, but he still replied: "I haven't tried it, it should work."

Li Congjia smiled and said: "Okay, you go to the tortoise shell, I will write something, how about you help me engrave it on the tortoise shell?"

Shi Xueting couldn't help asking: "What does the village master mean?"

Li Congjia waved his hand: "I just want to leave some information. Taking it without telling is a thief, and I'm just... buying peace of mind."

Shi Xueting still didn't understand, but didn't continue to ask, and decided to collect the tortoise shells.

The tortoise shell is a kind of traditional Chinese medicine. It is not difficult to buy, but it may take a lot of effort to get a whole piece.

After Shi Xueting left, Li Congjia sat at the table with a brush and scratched his head and began to think about how to write. In fact, it is not difficult to write the attribution of these things. The difficult thing is... Li Congjia wants to bring private goods.

He wanted to tell the future about his existence, but he was worried that the group of monks would treat him as a snake maniac. After all, he needed someone to help him engrave the characters.

After thinking for a long time, Li Congjia looked at the paper full of traditional characters, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Since it is not easy to write, why not just write simplified characters.

And that group of monks may not know simplified characters, they may not understand what they write, it's perfect!

After Li Congjia figured it out, his thoughts flowed like a spring, and he wrote a full eighteen pages. By the time he finished writing, it was already late at night.

Li Congjia came back to his senses after he finished writing, and finally finalized the draft. He looked outside very strangely, whether he bought the tortoise shell or not, why didn't Shi Xueting come to tell him?

Just when he was wondering, he suddenly heard someone say: "Village Master, there is something urgent to report."

Li Congjia went over to open the door, and found Shi Xuehe standing outside the door anxiously, and at the same time the fire was shining outside, he could not help asking: "What's wrong? What's going on?"

Shi Xuehe said bitterly: "If a bandit dies in the prison, those bandits will rebel!"

Li Congjia was dumbfounded!