Don't dare to break with the king [Han Wu Kuai Chuan]

But he said that Wei Ti was lying on the horseback and was bumped and uncomfortable. He was always smart, and he was also a person who could try not to suffer as much as possible. He immediately discussed with the bandit leader: "I am not a thief, you should treat me with courtesy." Of."

"Oh~~~?" The man immediately prolonged his voice deliberately, asking playfully.

Wei Ti yelled at him in her heart, but she said: "This captain, can you let me sit on the horse? It's really uncomfortable to lie on my stomach."

The man laughed: "This is my abruptness."

After speaking, Wei Ti felt her belt being picked up again, and she flew half a circle in the air, becoming a posture of sitting astride the saddle, surrounded by her arms.

"There is no extra saddle for you to sit on." The man took him into his arms, "You stay on your own, I don't care if you fall."

"You..." Wei Ti was really going to get mad at him, but the horse was running so fast that he couldn't get angry, so he could only deliberately lean back heavily, admiring the scenery along the way.

Luoqiu County is located between Wulingyuan and Chang'an City, not far from this place. These people ride on good horses from the frontier gate, and they travel fast. It took about a cup of tea to knock down the county government.

"Cen Yushi." Xu Shi was a high-ranking person, and as soon as he got off his horse, the county magistrate rushed out to greet him, "But there is progress in the case?"

Wei Ti turned to look at him in surprise.

"What are you looking at?" The man dragged Wei Ti all the way to the middle hall in a domineering manner, "Can I still lie to you? I came to investigate the recent major tomb robbery case in Wulingyuan by order, and you have to explain it to me honestly." .”

Only then did the county magistrate discover that they had brought back a young man, and hurriedly reprimanded him: "You are innocent, this is Mr. Cen, the captain of the Zhaowu school, and he is the sixth grade. Why are you so ignorant of the rules, why don't you kneel down and report this?"

Wei Ti blinked his eyes, he thought this group of people were soldiers and hooligans, but he didn't expect that they were here to deal with business?

"My name is Cen Feng." The man dragged a stool casually, pushed Wei Ti on it, and sat down directly on the grand teacher's chair, waving his hand indifferently, "We are people from the army. There are not so many rules, forgive you for being young, just sit and talk, and say your name first."

"My surname is Wei Mingti, a person from Luoyang, I came to Chang'an just to join my relatives and drop by for fun, not the generation of thieves..."

Cen Feng interrupted impatiently: "How old are you?"

Wei Ti was taken aback, wondering if this had something to do with the case?But in the end, the officials were overwhelmed to death, and he answered honestly: "Sixteen."

"I can't tell, you're only twenty-eight years old." Cen Feng said, "I thought you were only fourteen, and you look like a little chicken."

Wei Ti was held back by his unscrupulousness. After all, she was a teenager, so she said it out of her mouth: "The grassroots are wronged. Please allow me to make it clear earlier. The servants and nephews are still anxiously looking forward to returning."

"Nonsense, I saw with my own eyes that you took a wooden box from the burial of the ancient tomb of the Han Dynasty, and now it is placed on the table over there, and everyone has stolen it. What do you think you are wronged?"

"Caomin didn't steal it. To be honest, the wooden box was given to me by the owner of the tomb."

"Pa——" Wei Ti's voice just fell, the county magistrate slapped the gavel on the case, the old man's beard and hair were half white, he was probably upright, and he had never seen such a shameless person before, "Bewitching words Everyone, that is the tomb of Emperor Xiaowu of the Han Dynasty, more than [-] years ago, how did the owner of the tomb pass the message to you?"

Cen Feng is used to seeing the big world, but he became interested: "Don't scare him, it's very interesting, let him continue talking."

"But I have to start with a family where I stayed at night..." Wei Ti was concerned about her nephew, and repeated what happened last night, "...so the wooden box was pointed out to me by the owner of the tomb. The road asked me to dig it. Before I got it to see if it was consistent with the dream, I was taken away by you as a tomb robber. If I was doing it for money, there are countless gold and silver treasures in the pit, why did I just take it? A wooden box?"

Cen Feng nodded: "That makes sense, then you can go."

Wei Ti didn't expect that the other party didn't continue to ask, she was taken aback and asked, "What about the wooden box?"

Cen Feng smiled and said, "Of course I will stay."

Wei Ti hurriedly said: "This box is a life-threatening thing for the grass-roots people. Can the imperial envoy allow the grass-people to take it away?"

"Do you think that's possible?"

"Then please at least allow Caomin to look inside the box. This is a very important clue to me."

"This box is related to a major case I'm investigating. All the physical evidence is court secrets. I'm afraid it's inconvenient to disclose the contents of the box."

Wei Ti grew up pampered at home. He was always supported by others. How could he have been wronged like this before? His eyes turned red with anger, and his big dark eyes stared at Cen Feng with watery eyes: "The envoy is deliberately embarrassing you. Grassman?"

Those eyes were like the wet pupils of a puppy, as much as he said he was wronged, Cen Feng, who deliberately teased him, couldn't help feeling guilty, and said in a soft tone: "It's not impossible. "

Wei Ti's eyes lit up.

"You stay and join us in the investigation of the case. This will allow you to check the physical evidence at any time. We are all military generals from the border. We just need a document. We also need to know something about ancient things, will you?"

Wei Ti nodded and said: "My brother is a master of this way. I have been familiar with it and understand it quite well, but I must first inform my nephew and servant, and then ask someone to write a book for my family."

Cen Feng said: "That's no problem. My subordinates have informed your nephew of the location just now. They must be on their way here."

"Thank you, Royal Envoy."

Cen Feng walked up to him, and patted his head with a smile based on his height: "Since we have joined the group, we will call each other brothers. From now on, you will call me brother."

Wei Ti was patted on the head by a stranger who had only known him for a while, and he felt a little awkward, but he always had a sweet mouth, so he still called softly: "Brother."

"Hey." Cen Feng went out for a trip, took a physical evidence and added a cute younger brother, and was very happy, and immediately said to the county magistrate, "Back the screen, let's open the box and check."

Wei Ti recalled what she had seen in her dream, so she kept an eye on herself, went to Cen Feng and whispered a few words, and told him about the secret method of attracting souls hidden in the box.

"Is there such a miracle?" Cen Feng was skeptical, but still kicked out the county magistrate. After all, today's saints are also good at asking questions. If there is such a miraculous record, it must be a promotion and a fortune. worry.

The secret, of course, is that the fewer people know about it, the better.

Wei Ti watched without blinking as Cen Feng took a delicate silver dagger and cut open the curly grass pattern carving on one side of the wooden box, revealing the smooth second layer of ebony wood inside. I found a hidden button somewhere, and the box opened with just one push.

Seeing a roll of bamboo slips lying in the box, Wei Ti yelled out immediately: "This is exactly what I dreamed...uhhhh..."

Before he finished speaking, Cen Feng grabbed him in his arms and covered his mouth with one hand so that he could not make a sound.

"My little beauty, you can yell softly, and our secret will be revealed when someone is called here." Cen Feng said evilly, and with his free hand, he went to take the bamboo slips that had been stored in the box for hundreds of years .

Wei Ti struggled hard to get a gap, and hurriedly said: "You can't take it directly with your hands!"

But it was too late, as soon as Cen Feng took the roll of bamboo slips out of the wooden box, the decayed slips shattered into a handful of sand-like powder.

"It's all your fault for insisting on covering my mouth." Wei Ti said angrily, "The bamboo slips will be weathered when they are unearthed, and they will be shattered if you move them. Now no one knows what is written on them?" He also thought See if it's the same as what you saw in the dream. After all, the dream was interrupted by a strange and majestic voice after only reading a few lines.

"It's all rotten like this. Even the gods can't save it. What are you blaming me for?" thing.

He took out the thing hidden at the bottom of the box, but it turned out to be a puppet shadow puppet made of animal skin.Due to the age, most of the colors on the shadow puppet have faded away, and it can only be seen that it is a general in iron armor, but with a crown on his head, and his facial features look quite handsome and refined.

"Emperor Wu doesn't really want to summon the soul of some general, does he?" Wei Ti couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth when thinking of some rumors about this great and energetic emperor in history.

When Cen Feng saw this mottled and blurred shadow puppet, he was troubled by an inexplicable sadness in his heart. He even felt that the facial features of the villain in front of him were somewhat similar to the person he saw in his dream. The inexplicable dream of his sleep made Cen Feng uncontrollably irritable, and he deliberately said "tsk" with disdain: "What general are you recruiting? Naturally, I want to summon the soul of the alluring Mrs. Li. You don't know that the origin of this shadow puppetry is this." The passionate and ruthless emperor missed his beloved concubine who passed away. An alchemist named Li Shaoweng cut out a portrait of Mrs. Li out of cloth and silk. At night, he lit candles in the square tent, so that the emperor could see her from afar. When he was alive, he was so looking forward to his beauty that the emperor was so surprised that he stepped forward and asked, "Is it? Isn't it? Standing and looking at it, why is it so late?""

Naturally, Wei Ti had heard this story before, and seeing that Cen Feng said it with enthusiasm, she casually praised: "That is really touching."

Unexpectedly, Cen Feng sneered directly: "It's touching! This kind of story has been passed down to later generations. I don't know how many times it has been revised and added. In the story, Emperor Wu is not stupid, and a small shadow puppet can trick him into thinking that Mrs. Li's soul has returned? It must be fake."

"If the story is false, why did the fox demon lead me to dig this thing out?" Wei Ti still pays more attention to the clues related to her future life than the love story that cannot tell whether it is true or false.

"It may be that the fox demon happened to be the owner of the tomb where he lived, and he wanted to deliver some news to you." Cen Feng had a sudden thought, "What you saw was a coquettish man, so it must not be Mrs. Li. It is estimated that the one near Maoling is also a relative of the emperor. Mrs. Li's elder brother Li Yannian, although "Historical Records" and "Hanshu" have no records of his death, but when I read the local county annals earlier, I seemed to see a The record says that he was also buried here, so you said you met him last night, did he become a vixen?"

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