nucmednet Chapter 428 Seven-Aperture Sword
Chapter 428 Seven-Aperture Sword
The reckless young man was already holding back his anger, and when he received Chen Changan's order, he rushed forward directly.
Several guards wanted to fight back desperately, but were sent to hell by the reckless young man's gun. Seeing people who were alive just now die in front of them, all the scholars were terrified.
Oh my god, it's so deadly!
The reckless young men poured into the inner courtyard like a tide. In an instant, the originally peaceful and majestic palace fell into chaos.
The door was violently pushed open, furniture was wantonly overturned, boxes and crates were pried open, and clothes and sundries were scattered all over the floor.
Shouts and collisions were intertwined, and the entire palace seemed to have become a noisy battlefield.
Feng Gang walked into a room and, at Lao Ma's signal, suddenly opened a dusty box, and a light suddenly appeared inside the box.
I saw a golden knife lying quietly in it. The blade was slender, about two feet long, and the whole body was glowing with a cold metallic luster. It was still dazzling in the dim secret room.
The handle is made of gold, about seven inches long, and is carved with fine dragon scale patterns.
Connected from beginning to end, lifelike.
The scabbard was made of black leather and inlaid with several rubies, as bright and dazzling as drops of blood. At the end of the scabbard hung a golden tassel, swaying gently with the flow of air.
"Ah!! This, this... golden sword!"
Feng Gang was horrified. He turned around holding the golden knife with trembling hands and immediately knelt on the ground in front of Chen Pingan.
"Master Chen, please look!"
When they saw the golden knife, all the scholars went crazy!
The golden sword is a symbol of imperial power. Holding the golden sword means that Prince Jing'an has a rebellious heart!
"Master Chen, we found a jade seal!"
As the golden knife was discovered, someone handed over a jade seal.
The jade seal is about three inches high and is carved from a whole piece of warm, white mutton-fat jade. The jade is delicate and cool to the touch.
Each side of the square base is about four inches long, and the bottom is engraved with eight seal characters "Received the Mandate from Heaven, May You Live Long and Prosperous". The font is simple and vigorous, and the knifework is vigorous and powerful.
The seal on the upper part is a dragon with its head held high!
"Master Chen, this, this seems to be true!" Old Ma said in surprise, "It has been said in history that the imperial seal has been lost for hundreds of years. Even my emperor's seal is a fake from later generations."
"I never thought that the original copy was in Prince Jing'an's hands!"
"Then Prince Jing'an——"
Lao Ma didn't say anything else. He didn't need to say anything more.
"Master Chen, I found a room. Inside... you should go and see it yourself. I dare not tell you."
Another reckless young man shook his head and said, obviously frightened.
Chen Changan sneered: "I don't dare to say anything. There are so many reckless young men here, and so many scholars can testify...Okay, okay, push me and take everyone to take a look."
Chen Changan nodded and smiled, and the reckless young man pushed open the door.
Everywhere you look, you see golden color!
Yellow is a color that only the royal family can use!
The clothes were made of silk, soft and shiny, with round collars and the front of the right lapel slightly open, revealing the delicate lining inside.
The robe is wide and ankle-length, with an arc-shaped hem. Nine golden dragons are embroidered on the robe, with the main dragons on the chest, back and shoulders. The dragons are majestic and solemn, with their bodies coiled and their five claws spread out, as if overlooking the world.
The walking dragon shuttles between the sleeves, hem and both sides of the robe, sometimes walking forward with its head held high, sometimes looking back, in various postures, all vivid and lifelike.
The clothes are also embroidered with patterns such as colorful auspicious clouds, bats, sea water and river cliffs. The auspicious clouds are elegant, the bats are agile, and the sea water and river cliffs are majestic, which set off the golden dragon and make the clothes more noble!
Chen Changan laughed out loud: "Huo Qiantang, what do you think King Jing'an meant by this?"
Huo Qiantang shook his head vigorously and took a deep breath: "Chen Changan, I can guarantee with my life that this is definitely not the prince's, it is clearly a frame-up!"
"Framed, I'm afraid it's not right to say that," Chen Changan said with a chuckle, "If you were Prince Jing'an and had a rebellious heart, how could someone frame him?"
"I don't care about that. I just want to ask, were the golden sword, jade seal, and dragon robe found in the Jing'an Palace?"
"Master Chen, that's what I said, but..."
"Just say it this way, no need for any buts!"
Chen Changan waved his hand, and Liu Ruge held up a scroll of documents: "Prince Jing'an's plot was ill-intentioned, and it happened that there was a fire today. I discovered it, and you all saw it."
"If you agree with what I say, then sign your names on this memorial. From now on, we will own everything. As long as I have something to eat, you will never go hungry. It's good for you, and it's good for me too."
"You are all smart people, will you sign it?"
Click!
The reckless young man's finger rested lightly on the trigger, and the gun safety was slowly pulled open.
The sound seemed particularly clear in the silent space, as if it was the prelude to the countdown to death.
These scholars, who usually only knew how to write and talk, were now as pale as paper and their bodies were trembling slightly under the intimidation of the reckless young man.
The reckless young man had no mercy in his heart. In his simple and straightforward thinking, if these scholars dared to disobey his orders and not obey him, then the gun in his hand would be a pass to send them to hell!
Their hands still held the cold guns firmly!
"I, I, I sign."
Someone in the crowd raised his hand tremblingly, and finally someone couldn't bear the pressure anymore and chose to surrender.
By this time they had also realized that no matter whether Prince Jing'an rebelled or not, Chen Chang'an said that he rebelled, so it was true that he did not rebel!
He strode towards the table where the roster was placed, picked up the pen without hesitation, and solemnly signed his name under the gaze of everyone.
This action was like throwing a huge rock into a calm lake, instantly causing thousands of waves.
With someone setting an example, the hesitation and reluctance in the hearts of the other scholars began to gradually dissipate.
If someone takes the lead, someone will follow.
The second and third person followed, their pace went from slow to fast and their expressions changed from nervous to determined.
Gradually, the flow of people gathered into a powerful force, and four or five hundred scholars rushed to the table like a tide.
The pen was passed from one person to another, and names appeared on the paper one after another. Some were written neatly, while others were a little sloppy, but each name represented the choice made by a scholar at this special moment.
When the writing was finished, Chen Changan curled his lips and said, "Look, if you had cooperated earlier, wouldn't this be good?"
"Old Ma, order someone to present this memorial to the emperor. Also, we've been busy all night and everyone must be very tired. Should we let them have some rest?"
"Don't be afraid of spending money, I'll pay for everything."
Huo Qiantang looked at Chen Changan and just smiled indifferently: "Chen Changan, don't be complacent. Haha, let's wait and see."
Chen Changan really didn't like the tone of Huo Qiantang's speech. You're already screwed, why are you pretending in front of me?
But he didn't have time to say more, and Lao Ma took his men away.
This whole night, Chen Changan was exhausted from planning and catching thieves.
It was warm in the house, so he didn't go home and fell into a deep sleep in the house. Liu Ruge stayed by his side all the time.
Chen Changan slept until early the next morning. He was still asleep but was woken up by Xiao Zhennan.
"Brother Chen, it's my fault. I was careless and didn't pay attention at the time."
Xiao Zhennan kept shaking his head, obviously regretting what happened yesterday.
Chen Changan just smiled and said, "Care leads to confusion. I think Lord Xiao cares too much about Prince Jing'an. How is it? After a night of investigation, did you find anything?"
"Brother Chen, please stop making fun of me."
Xiao Zhennan smiled bitterly and said, "That was just a trick to deceive people, don't take it seriously... By the way, I came back to ask where Huo Qiantang is now?"
"Master Xiao... do you know him?"
"I know him, but not very well. I know his grandfather very well."
Chen Changan was even more confused, so Xiao Zhennan explained, "His grandfather was called Tianyuan Jushi, a lay disciple of Shangqing Palace. He was a genius in both literary and military strategies."
"It is precisely because of the existence of Tianyuan Jushi that during the reign of all previous emperors, the barbarians did not dare to look directly at Da Chu."
"The late emperor was very pleased and specially bestowed upon him the Seven-Hole Sword to protect the descendants of Tianyuan Jushi."
"It is said that this precious sword can kill tyrants and corrupt officials. I would like to remind you that if you meet Huo Qiantang, you must not conflict with him."
Chen Changan opened his eyes wide, and Liu Ruge also looked at Xiao Zhennan angrily.
The seven-hole sword cuts down the tyrant above and below...
That’s right, in Huo Qiantang’s eyes, he was definitely a traitor.
"Brother Chen, you haven't... offended Huo Qiantang, have you?"
Feeling that the atmosphere had changed, Xiao Zhennan felt a little nervous.
"No, how could I dare to do that." Chen Changan patted Xiao Zhennan's shoulder and said through gritted teeth, "Old Xiao, you will kill me sooner or later!"
Xiao Zhennan: “…”