During the rebellion of the Six Kings, several rebellious princes tried to find the Eighth Duke to hide their treasures, but they never succeeded.

Unexpectedly, Gu Zhao would find him this time.

Qin Xinglie briefly explained the situation and seriously told Gu Zhao, "Don't tell anyone!"

Now that the government of Bei'an is relaxed, there are many ambitious people waiting for the opportunity in the court and the public.

If they were told that the Eighth Gong treasure appeared, Gu Zhao would be in danger.

Gu Zhao nodded, she knew this without saying.

Qin Xinglie pondered, "We must find a way to move these things out as soon as possible."

It is not safe to put it here. Although the few people who were alarmed that night were killed by him, there must be their power behind these people.

As long as one force becomes suspicious, it is very likely that this cave will be tracked down.

Gu Zhao was also very troubled, "But there are so many things, how can I move them?"

In the previous life, those people took advantage of the chaos in the capital to take advantage of the troubled waters to transport the supplies away at night.

When Qin Youjin learned about it, it was already several days later, and there was only a mess left in the valley.

Now that I think about it, maybe that turmoil was planned by the treasure diggers to attract the attention of the court?

Gu Zhao took a breath in his heart. Who is this treasure digger? He is really cruel to start.

But she also got inspired by it, "We have to think of a way to attract the sight of Yu Chongshan."

Gu Zhao didn't know that at this moment, a major event that was about to shock the government and the country was underway, a dozen miles away from Yuchong Mountain.

The next morning, Fan Jiaji.

As the closest transportation route to Shangjing City, various caravans of water and land transportation will stay here overnight.

This also makes Fan Jiaji prosperous regardless of day or night.

Today's Fan Family Museum is full of solemnity.

There weren't many pedestrians on the street, and many shops were closed.

Teams of patrolling soldiers were fully armed and passed through the streets. Whenever they saw a person with a face or a vicious look, they would catch them and question them.

Lu Qigang walked into the east gate of Fanjiaji and was stopped by soldiers.

"Who are you? What are you doing in Fanjiaji?"

Although he was a little surprised, he still saluted and replied frankly, "I am in the Xia Lu Qi and the people in Shangjing, I want to go to Mr. Fan's house."

Hearing his answer, all the soldiers immediately raised their swords and guns and surrounded him in the center.

"What are you doing at Mr. Fan's house?" The soldier in charge even shouted sternly.

Lu Qi felt something was wrong, "I'm working at Mr. Fan's house."

The soldier sternly asked, "What are you doing in the Fan family?"

Lu Qi quickly bowed and said, "Make a account and keep some accounts for Mr. Fan."

There was a faint look of excitement in the eyes of the soldier, "Then where were you last night? Say it quickly!"

Lu Qigang hesitated for a moment, and someone pushed him hard behind him, "Don't think about lying, tell the truth!"

"My mother was not feeling well. She asked Mr. Fan yesterday afternoon and went back to Shangjing to visit her mother."

"Hmph! Take him up and take him away!" The leader's soldier waved his hand and several soldiers rushed forward, pushing Lu Qi and walking inside.

"What's going on? Dear soldiers, I did nothing." Lu Qi was confused and had no idea what was going on.

The soldier in charge sneered, "You will know when you get to the place."

Lu Qi was driven all the way to the street where the Fan family was.

Looking at everything in front of him, Lu Qi could hardly believe his eyes.

The Fan family is the richest family in the Fan family. It has thousands of hectares of fertile land, herds of cattle and horses, and many servants. It is extremely rich and noble. Just a Fan house occupies the entire street.

Many great Shangs who traveled around the world, passed outside the Fan family wall and vaguely saw the pavilions and towers in it, and they could not help but be amazed.

But now, what appeared in front of Lu Qi was ruins.

In the broken walls, various strange smells that are indescribable are intertwined, and from time to time, you can see a wisp of blue smoke floating in the ruins.

"What's going on?" Lu Qi asked in shock.

The soldier who was escorting him had a bad look, "I also want to know what's going on. Why did the whole Fan family be destroyed last night, and the entire Fan house was burned to ruins. You happened to ask for leave and were not here?"

Lu Qi hurriedly explained, "I was in Beijing last night, and someone can testify. Besides, I have no power to tie a chicken, how could I do such a big thing?"

The soldiers didn't care about him and took him directly to the Fan Family Ancestral Hall.

This is the place where Luo Hongxing, the magistrate of Gyeonggi County, is temporarily living.

There was a tragedy of this size in the area under his jurisdiction, and Luo Hongxing could not sit still. He heard the news and rushed from the county government to Fanjiaji.

While reporting to the Jingzhao Yamen and asking for assistance, he mobilized soldiers to patrol and arrested suspicious people.

On the other hand, let coroners and constables find out the truth during the restricted period.

Because the Fan Family Ancestral Hall is fire-proof and has special staff to serve the night, it did not suffer any losses in the fire last night.

Lu Qi was taken into this large yard with three entrances in front and back. The first thing he saw was the rows of burnt corpses placed in the front yard.

These are all dead people excavated from the ruins of the Fan family, and their identity remains to be confirmed.

Everyone covered their noses, turned their heads, and did not dare to look directly, and rushed to the second inch.

Lu Qi was locked up in a woodshed that temporarily acted as a prison cell.

There were already a few people in the woodshed. Lu Qi knew one of them, and both of them looked bitter.

"Mr. Lu, what's going on with you?"

"Brother Zhu, are you here too?"

The two of them greeted each other, and before they could say anything, the yamen runners guarding outside the door scolded through the window, "Shut up, don't talk to each other! Otherwise, they will be regarded as private discussion and unified speech!"
Chapter completed!