Chapter 124 Sin
The evening mist is deep and the heat has not dissipated.
Fan Bing walked on the mottled steps and walked to the back corner door of Xishan Villa. The bulging brocade bag on his waist made his ribs hurt - it contained his last fifty taels of silver.
That was obtained by Jin Buyao, who pawned Wen Jia's dowry.
It is his last wealth and his last confidence...
Dong!
Dongdong!
Fan Bing raised his hand and knocked on the door.
In the quiet night, the door slowly opened with a "creak". "Oh, who am I? It turns out to be Mr. Fan."
An old servant's hunched figure emerged from the shadow of the corner gate, carrying the lantern on the master, illuminating Fan Bing's face with anxious and greedy expression, and his tone was disdainful.
When I went to the capital, no one knew that Fan Bing, the son-in-law, had a false reputation, but in fact he was an absolute gambler. He usually used the title of a princess to cheat outside. "Mr. Prince Concubine, I'm afraid it's not in accordance with the rules when I'm visiting this time." Next to Fan Bing, there was Shunzi, who was introduced to him by the acquaintance of the "gambler" and was a job in the villa.
He smiled flatteringly.
"Uncle Zhao, Mr. Fan came here to wait for the princess. He had an errand to do..."
When Fan Bing heard this, he felt something was wrong.
But he was gambled at this moment, and as long as he could enter the Xishan Villa, he would not care about that much. "Yes, yes, the princess called me to come."
Shunzi smiled and gave him a look.
Fan Bing rubbed the silver ingot with his thumb, rolled the Adam's apple twice, and gritted his teeth and handed it on it. "This is a little bit of a small meaning, Lao Zhao, take it for tea..."
Old Zhao hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to take it. "Mr. Prince Concubine, it's not that she is ignorant and deliberately makes things difficult for you. It's because the princess has strict orders..."
What kind of pretending?
Fan Bing hummed and smiled, impatiently patting the big bag he brought with him. "You are here to send something to the princess, don't worry, when things are done, your benefits will be indispensable when you look back!" Lao Zhao weighed the amount of his wallet, his eyes turned twice, and finally nodded. "Then let's say that the princess is in Ninghui Hall. If the distinguished guests sit down, someone will lead and entertain you." After saying that, she winked at Shunzi again.
"You take your son-in-law in. It's not easy to walk around in the next place, otherwise the princess will blame you and I will not be able to take care of you or I." "Old Zhao, just be 10,000 yuan. With me here, you won't be able to miss it."
Old Zhao glanced at him and weighed the money. "Go and go, don't go around."
Money can make the devil push the mill.
Fan Bing turned his head and spat softly.
However, the convenience he received from his generous actions made him start to think a lot.
When he got the money, he would fly away, find a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and have a few beautiful maids and concubines. From then on, he would live a carefree life and no longer have to suffer this coward.
The villa is built against the mountains and can create a view of waterfalls and springs. There is only one place.
Wen Jia's words saved him a lot of time.
He went straight to the courtyard on the other end of the mountain, followed Shunzi all the way to the waterfall, and then he realized in a daze and stretched out his arms to stop him. "Mr. Fan, this backyard is a forbidden place in another courtyard. The princess does not allow anyone to come, and you cannot go..."
Before he finished speaking, Fan Bing's dagger hit his throat. "Do I'm scared?"
The blade pressed a bloodline on Shunzi's wrinkled neck, and Fan Bing was air-conditioning.
"If you collect my money, just don't care about my affairs..."
Shunzi's eyes widened and his body trembled slightly. "Master Fan, you can't do it, you can't do it..." Fan Bing looked around and saw that no one was paying attention. He thought that this guy was following him, so he made up his mind and smashed the handle of the knife hard.
Shunzi's eyes turned black and he fainted with a thud.
The keychain also fell to the ground in the "clang" sound.
Fan Bing's eyes lit up, he grabbed the key, approached Liuquan Waterfall, and easily opened the Pixiu wooden door used for disguise.
When I went in, I saw that there was a different world inside.
The stone door hole on the stone wall was open, covered with a layer of fresh water stains, as if the person who opened it was forgot to close it in a hurry.
Fan Bing was ecstatic when he saw this.
"My good dear! This luck is coming, and I can't stop it. If they weren't negligent, how could I open it so easily?"
Fan Bing had no time to think about it, so he hurriedly blew the fire note, walked in along the stone door that opened, and lit the candlelight on the two bronze candlesticks.
The surroundings are brighter.
In an instant, the golden light in the room shook so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. He felt a dizzy moment, as if he was in a mountain of gold and silver.
"So many..."
"There are so many..."
The jewelry made of boxes is dazzling.
The Southern Red is in boxes and has a bright color.
Hundreds of pearls are round and full.
The golden silk whip smoked by tribute incense...
The beautiful jade of Hotan that was tributed to the Western Regions... The newly arrived agarwood in Nanz...
The pieces are exquisitely carved and arranged in an orderly manner.
When the three-foot-high blood coral came into view, Fan Bing's breath suddenly became heavy, and his chest rose and fell violently.
The Pixiu beast made of gold bricks carries a huge night pearl in its mouth, and it is filled with a strange pink dizzy under the fire. The most shocking thing is the bronze tripod - the golden Buddha head enshrined in the tripod, which is embedded with a sapphire the size of a pigeon egg, used as a Buddha's eye.
Against the backdrop of piles of priceless treasures, the piles of official silver made by the Jiangnan supervised in the tenth year of Chongzhao were actually taken away and eclipsed. "What a Pingle! You are rich and powerful, so don't blame me for holding you..."
He trembled with his hands and began to bend down to pick up money, stuffing treasures into the sack.
Too many! Too many!
Can't pick it up! I can't pick it up at all!
This one is valuable, that one is valuable too...
Fan Bing looked at the room full of treasures and felt very regretful.
It was time to find a few friends to come with you, bring a few carriages, and transport all these treasures away...
Fan Binghong's eyes were red, and suddenly heard the ring bells coming from outside the door.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
His scalp numb and he secretly complained in his heart.
Suddenly turned his head and saw Ping Le standing at the door of the stone cave with anger on his face. Danko's nails gently stroked the mechanism that was opened, gritting his teeth. "Did the dogs raised by this palace also learn to bite their master?" "Master, princess..." Fan Bing's voice trembled, full of fear.
The beating candlelight reflected in Pingle's eyes, and the sound of sneering was heard.
"Hmph! I underestimated your ability to slim the door and lock-picking ability! I opened the Tiangong Lock that I took two years to complete easily?"
"No. It was not what I opened..."
He was used to showing weakness to her, and subconsciously wanted to defend himself. He realized that he saw Ping Le sneering. How was the time to explain at this moment?
It was too late to say anything.
He picked up the sack full of treasures and wanted to run away.
Ping Le greeted the attendant sternly.
"Catch him!"
Fan Bing was so scared that he was scattered. He stepped on the gold bricks with his feet, staggered, picked up an inch of official silver, and smashed it towards Pingle.
Pingle was furious: "What a dog! How dare you hit me?"
A more unpleasant insults angered Fan Bing.
"Princess Pingle, you are greedy for 300,000 yuan in disaster relief money! The refugees who starved to death during the floods of the Luo River, have the wronged souls come to seek your life?"
"You occupied the land of the people, causing countless people to be displaced and homeless..."
"The soldiers at the border fought bloody battles, you embezzled military pay, and made the soldiers lack food and clothing..."
"The imperial examination fraud, you accept bribes, and ruin the future of those poor students..."
"Are you afraid that people will know? I insist on saying that Princess Pingle, who is willing to proclaim that all evil will be a landworm in the country and a disaster in the people. Compared to you, I am a good person!"
Pingle's face changed suddenly.
"Cut my tongue! Tear his eyes!"
Fan Bing avoided the sharp blade close to him, desperately overturned a golden cauldron, and shouted loudly.
"You evil woman, how many human flesh, bones and blood have eaten, and you don't even want to spit out a piece of bone. You are insatiable and crazy. You have so many, what's wrong with me? What's wrong with me taking a little bit? "I'm not worthy of me doing so many evil things for you?"
"Isn't I worthy of me?"
For a moment, you chased each other.
The cave was in chaos.
The two guards were so angry that they rushed up to stop him.
Fan Bing's throat burst into a beast-like roar.
The money accumulated into mountains is enough to make people lose their minds.
He was a manic person, and under the stimulation of money, he was like a struggling beast at this moment.
As the fight, a string of pearls rolled down from the red sandalwood cabinet, and the overturned gold bricks knocked over the candlestick...
The fire tongue instantly licked the pile of shark silk tents and various silks...
"Shameless things!" Ping Le was also angry by his scolding, rushed up and pulled out the knife from the guard's hand and stabbed it hard!
The tip of the knife penetrated into Fan Bing's heart.
Blood splattered out-
"You...you..."
Fan Bing looked down at the bloody knife in his chest.
"You... dare to kill me?"
Pingle sneered: "I know my secrets and dare to covet my wealth. Do you still want to leave alive?"
Fan Bing staggered and held the stone wall. In the torn pain, he watched the room of treasures twist and deformed in the fire, and looked at the kind and compassionate blue-eyed Buddha head, as if seeking the final redemption.
"Poison...woman...you must...you die so much..."
Pingle's expression was cold, "This is the end of betraying me."
The tongue of fire suddenly rushed up to the green jade screen, thick smoke rolled, wrapped in the sweet smell of burning agarwood, filling the entire grotto, and the gold, silver and treasures seemed to have a strange blood color.
The girl Hongxing was urging anxiously: "Princess, go quickly, the fire is on..."
Although gold and silver did not catch fire, a large amount of silk, satin and precious spices were burning at this moment.
The evaporated smoke is particularly choking in the dry midsummer night.
The thick fog surged out along the hole.
Pingle threw down the knife with a gloomy face, and watched Fan Bing slump on the ground, rubbing the blood on his face with a silk thread. He couldn't stand the pungent bloody smell, so he took off his shirt and threw it into the fire.
"Fan Bing, dying in a mountain of gold and silver is your blessing!"
Ping Le swayed his sleeves and hurriedly drilled out of the hole. Just as he was wondering whether to close the mechanism and let the fire be extinguished, or to call the guards to come to put out the fire, he looked up and saw Lu Youan standing under the cool moon, looking at her coldly.