At least on the third floor, Xiang Qinglu didn't have any extra thoughts. If he was really a Taoist, he would have to be a favor to help them, both public and private, but it was a pity that he was on the third floor.
The host didn't seem to care much. He had been here for a long time and didn't even bother to read the inscription on the stone tablet.
Han Gongjin took a brief look, understood in his heart, and said with a smile: "Young Master Luo, Murong Gong, and Master Lu, this matter is a long story. The cause and effect must have been mentioned by Master Luo, so I won't waste your time.
Come with me this way." Han Gongjin pointed at the stone tablet and said in a deep voice as he walked, "Except for the half piece of tortoise shell that Senior Du caught, most of the other guesses are based on the inscriptions on this stone tablet. Please take a look."
A group of people gathered in front of the stone monument. Han Gongjin greeted Wang Hezhang with a smile. Wang Hezhang nodded with an unnatural expression and said yes. Unexpectedly, Luo Fangwan, Murong Tong and others turned a blind eye to Wang Hezhang, and simply pretended not to have seen him.
, which really made Wang Hezhang look ugly, with a gloomy look on his face, and he was quite embarrassed. Han Gongjin sighed secretly. With Wang Hezhang's character, he might have to blame himself in the future, although Changchun Mansion is not afraid of his colleagues in Sanzhang Mansion.
I know my lord, but after all, wearing that official uniform, settling the accounts after the fall is a lot of trouble, and I have to find ways to untie this knot. Of course, if Wang Hezhang didn't know how to commend himself, Han Gongjin would not just compromise. In the imperial office of Sanzhang Mansion
After all, it wasn't him, Wang Hezhang, who had the final say.
Gu Lianglei didn't intend to join in the fun, and Wan Yi didn't care either. In fact, with Wan Yi's temperament, let's not talk about whether to find the treasure or not. The simplest way is to find the treasure by whoever finds it. Killing people to seize the treasure is the easiest way. What kind of secret can you spend all your time to crack?
, why bother? Gu Liang Lei is lazy, Feng Li can just muddle along, wishing he could be lazy. In fact, Feng Li is not inferior to Gan Qi in terms of mental ability, but he is really lazy.
After Lidu came over, Fengli became completely decadent and lazy. He spent all day either bickering with Yeyu Chongquan, bullying the two of them, or just eating and sleeping. It was a comfortable life. Gu Lianglei
I never paid much attention to them, but I would definitely tell them when I saw them, and Fengli would definitely listen to them and forget them after hearing them. This happened again and again, and it was hard for Gu Lianglei to be good-tempered. In the past, Gulianglei and Fengli accompanied Li Luo to Yezhou, taking Ren.
When Zhong left the coin and went to find the Qilin Handicap, Gu Liang Lei mentioned in a casual conversation that the martial arts Feng Li had learned was called Spring Breeze Ten Miles, and it was a method used by assassins to kill people.
That day, he only said that if Ten Miles of Spring Breeze was placed in the top 300 or 500 in Dagan Jianghu's list of extraordinary achievements, Li Luo was surprised, but he didn't have much emotion. However, what Gu Lianglei didn't say was the world of mortals.
Ever since Gong collected the secret art of Chunfeng Shili, Fengli was the first person to practice it in hundreds of years, and even Gu Lianglei didn't know the depth of his attainment.
If it weren't for being too lazy, Fengli would never be as unknown as he is now. In addition to martial arts, the assassins trained by those thousand-year-old monsters in the Hongchen Palace are only ordinary, and they are knowledgeable about astronomy and geography. There are also many well-read books.
, in terms of miscellaneous knowledge, Fengli is also second to none in Qiminglou. It is a pity that such a powerful person has no chance to take action. It is only because there are too many soldiers in the Red Dust Palace and there are too many generals. Even Li Luo is jealous when he looks at it.
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Originally, if Gu Lianglei had intended to look at the inscription, Fengli would have reluctantly tried to distinguish the authenticity from the false. Now that he was not interested in seeing Gu Lianglei, Fengli had no time to be happy. He hid behind Gu Lianglei and dozed off.
After saying this, Yan Xin rubbed the center of his eyebrows helplessly, feeling that he had been on a pirate ship, and he was too tired.
Yan Xin stood at the end of the crowd, looking up at the inscription on the stone tablet, his eyes flickering, as if he was confused and surprised. Lu Siyan only looked at it for a few times and then stopped looking at the crooked earthworms that covered the stone tablet, squinting his eyes.
It hurt, and he yelled: "Who can understand the messy carvings on this thing?"
Han Gongjin smiled slightly. Nine out of ten people, including himself, could not understand the inscription. In fact, when he read it for the first time, or even the second or third time, Han Gongjin thought to himself that his appearance was not much better than that of Lu Siyan.
The inscriptions on the stone tablets are like a book from heaven, and there is no trace of their originality at all.
"I don't recognize this inscription, but Master Deshang recognizes the handwriting on the inscription. Please ask Master Deshang to clarify your doubts." After Han Gongjin finished speaking, he paused briefly and bowed to the old monk of Jokhang Temple.
"It is also Master Deshang's suggestion to invite all the tycoons from all over the world to participate in this grand event. Master Deshang has a broad mind, and I really admire him very much."
When everyone saw this, whether they were pretending or sincere, they all followed Han Gongjin and bowed to the old monk with white eyebrows and a kind face, who looked like a withered pine, but whose intention was like a tree after winter leaves and spring comes. Stone Tablet
The old monk who was chanting sutras with his eyes closed opened his eyes, clasped his hands together, returned the salute, recited the name of the Buddha, and said: "Monk De Shang of Jokhang Temple, I have met all the donors."
"Master, can you tell me what is engraved on this stone tablet?" Lu Siyan asked impatiently. Not far away, You Shaozhi and Wen family master Wen Hong also gathered over to listen to Master Deshang.
Explain the mystery on this stone tablet.
The monk had no airs, and had a kind face. He placed one palm on his chest, pinched the thumb and middle finger of the other palm, and relaxed the other fingers naturally. He made a Dharma seal, pointed at the stone tablet and said: "This stone tablet is on
If the inscription on the inscription is not mistaken, it should be the writing of a country named Tang five hundred years ago. This country was very small, probably at the junction of Huizhou and Luozhou today.
The annexation by the princes lasted less than sixty years, and few records have survived in the world. It was by chance that I got the genealogy and biography of a run-down family, and then I realized that there had been such a small country in the world, and the biography recorded the rise and fall of Zuo.
The words are exactly the same as the words on the stone tablet, so I dare to verify each other. If there is any mistake in my interpretation, please forgive me."
"Master, please tell me first. If you don't tell us, how will we know what is right and wrong?"
"Amitabha, please listen to the old monk." The monk paused for a moment and then said slowly, "In the 23rd year of the Jing Dynasty, the country was in danger. The soldiers of the states of Yi, Yi, and Xi gathered together and deceived others by calling them Fan Granary, which means
The Chengtian Pavilion has a heart like a ghost and a shape as white as white. However, the alliance between the big and small Zhu Kingdoms has left without a sound, with no soldiers, little food and grass, and a locked country. With the heart of a tiger and a wolf, there is no better way to abandon the centuries-old alliance than the treasure of the Tiange.