"..." Xie Beihan paused, and then muttered, "How come the God of Hades also likes to eat red date cake."

Just like his sixth sister.

The boss didn't pay attention to this, and picked up the scroll again, "Thank you, Lord, so this painting is real! If it is fake, I will return it tenfold!"

Xie Beihan smiled and said: "In order to sell this painting, you actually made up such an exciting story. If you don't make money, who will?"

The boss said with a straight face: "This is a story passed down from generation to generation by the Han family. They had no choice but to sell this painting, so they told me the story so that I could tell my employer that the painting is indeed accurate."

He is the god of the underworld, so he must be worshiped sincerely and must not be blasphemed."

Otherwise you will be in trouble.

Xie Beihan looked at the woman in the scroll again and said, "How much is it?"

The boss held out three fingers.

"Three hundred taels?" Xie Beihan said, "Okay, wrap it up."

Even if this is not the real God of the Underworld, the woman in the painting is indeed of outstanding appearance, noble and mysterious, so you won’t suffer any loss if you buy it and keep it at home.

The boss's eyes widened, "Why are Mr. Xie talking like this now? How can three hundred taels be worthy of your noble and rich temperament? This is three thousand taels!"

"Three thousand taels?!" Xie Beihan's expression changed, and he shook his head immediately, "You know, my cousin conspired to rebel, and it is not easy for my Zhenbei Hou Mansion to not be implicated. Now I have become a pauper. I sincerely want,

Please give me a real price."

The corner of the boss's mouth twitched slightly, he had never seen anyone bargaining like this before.

He said: "Two thousand taels cannot be lower."

Xie Beihan rolled his eyes and raised his chin: "Five hundred taels."

"No! This is the calligraphy treasure of the great painter Han! One thousand eight hundred taels!"

"Five hundred taels!"

"Mr.

Without blinking.

"Five hundred taels." Xie Beihan still insisted. Seeing that the boss was hesitating and considering, he walked out, "I don't want to sell it, but I don't really want to buy it anyway."

The boss quickly grabbed him and said, "Okay, okay, five hundred taels is five hundred taels."

Han Zhiyu was famous for his landscape and ink paintings, but he only painted this portrait, which should have been particularly valuable, but he mentioned it as a statue of Hades.

As Xie Beihan said at the beginning, in the eyes of the world, Hades is a fierce and sinister image of a man. In the eyes of many people, this statue of Hades is completely blasphemous, so no one has cared about it.

The boss has no choice now, so he lowers the price again and again.

Xie Beihan happily gave the banknote and happily got on the carriage back home with the scroll in his arms.

He is so smart that he can do big things with little money.

On the carriage, he took out the scroll and looked at it. He narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered: "Why does it look a bit like Sixth Sister?"

But it's just half a profile.

He shrugged and rerolled the scroll.

Hearing the story excited him, and when Xie Beihan returned home, it was already past noon.

He took the scroll and went to Queen Xie's yard, only to find out that Queen Xie had taken Fan Yunqian out of the city and went to White Horse Temple to stay and pray.

Fan Yunqian also left a note for herself.

He looked at Fan Yunqian's handwriting and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a hint of tenderness.

Then wait for her to come back at the house, and then have a good talk with her.

Husband and wife, as long as they talk to each other, they will live in love.

However, I still couldn't help but feel worried. After asking a few questions, I learned that the Yulin Guards were also following, and that the leader among them was personally appointed by Emperor Mu Wu, so he seemed to be very reliable.

Xie Beihan felt a little relieved.

Spring has begun, and Chu Shuo’s wedding day will be in two days. As a good brother, he should have helped out a little, but because of Queen Xie’s emotional instability, he had to take care of her at all times, so Chu Shuo

Shuo just let him busy with himself.

Now that he has free time, he has to lend a hand no matter what.

It's just a pity that Yun Qian went to Baima Temple and couldn't take her to the wedding banquet to congratulate her good brother.

After a busy day, he returned home and fell asleep.

When he woke up in the morning, he felt inexplicably flustered. After much thought, he took out the scroll and hung it on the wall sincerely.

He put his hands together and bowed to the portrait.

"Please bless me, God of the Underworld. I don't ask for wealth, I just want my family to be safe." Xie Beihan paused, then couldn't help but smile, "I don't know if God of the Underworld will grant me a son, hehe, I want a big fat boy.

"

After making his wish sincerely, Xie Beihan felt less flustered.

Just at this time, a servant hurriedly ran into the house and shouted: "Master Hou! The lady in charge seems to be crazy. She said that the Queen wants to use people as sacrifices. Go and have a look."

Xie Beihan was startled and hurriedly put on his clothes, but he still put on the sacred tree before leaving. This was already his habit.

As soon as I left my yard, I saw my grandma running over.

I don’t know why, but my normally very decent grandma is now disheveled and has a strong smell of urine.

Xie Beihan subconsciously took a step back, but Grandma rushed forward and grabbed his hand. Her voice was urgent and hoarse: "Master Marquis, something big has happened! Your Majesty, she wants to capture living people as sacrifices to help the young master get out of hell.

reincarnation!"

She speaks clearly and doesn't look crazy.

Xie Beihan was shocked, "What did you say?"

Mammy's eyes were slightly red, and she said again: "Master Hou, it's true! I didn't lie to you. The queen said that this is the sacrifice that the god of the underworld wants."

"My aunt left Beijing and went to White Horse Temple." Xie Beihan still couldn't believe it, "My aunt has been kind in her life, how could she do such a thing?"

"She will do anything for the young master now." Mammy cried, "It is not easy to arrest 999 people. I guess the empress has not made a big mistake at this time, so the Marquis should hurry up and stop it."

Xie Beihan's heart skipped a beat.

The fact that my aunt left Beijing at this time is most likely true!

Thinking of Fan Yunqian, he was filled with panic.

"Then my aunt probably didn't go to White Horse Temple. Did she tell you where she was going to offer sacrifices?"

Grandma was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "My Lady didn't say anything."

Xie Beihan pursed his lips and said, "Mommy, then you can wait in the house."

He didn't waste any time and immediately went to get Fan Yunqian's belongings and used the teleportation talisman to reach Prince Yu's Mansion.

He suddenly appeared, and the guards all felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. When they saw that it was Xie Beihan, they relaxed their vigilance slightly, but they still did not put down the weapons in their hands.

Qingfeng heard the sound and came over: "Thank you, Lord Marquis? Why did you use the teleportation talisman to come here so early in the morning?"

"I have an urgent matter to see Sixth Sister!"

Qingfeng saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so he led the people towards Liuli Pavilion.

At this moment, Ye Siheng and Nan Li had just finished dressing up and had breakfast.

The two of them were busy with their own affairs, one went to the palace and the other returned to the palace.

When they suddenly saw Xie Beihan, both of them were slightly startled.
Chapter completed!