Dai Zhide was surprised, "How did Duke Zhao find out?"

Jia Ping'an said, "Look at it again, can there be arrows?"

The soldiers below shouted: "Duke Zhao seemed to have seen it with his own eyes, there are so many!"

Jia Ping'an sighed, "There is no need to be fired during the rebellion in the palace. There are either missing arms or legs under the random knife, but the corpses just now are all full of limbs. Why? Only shooting arrows and killing them!"

He clenched his fists with both hands, "The so-called way of rising dragon is not a rebellion and ascending the throne, but a way to the Taoist yard. That night, the storm was as dark as the convoy entered the Taoist yard, and then dug a hole and placed the property. Just when the guards thought the task was completed, who would have thought that a dense rain of arrows flew behind him..."

A picture appeared in everyone's mind...

The guards were burying their property with hoes and shovels. Groups of people quietly approached behind them, and then arrows fell like rain!

Zhang Wenjin thinks this calculation is good, "But this is just your speculation!"

Jia Ping'an said: "Without a palace maid eunuch, I decided there must be something wrong, so let's wait and see!"

The sergeants began to dig.

The corpses were transported one by one.

The people of hundreds of riders are storing and organizing.

"Duke, ninety are there."

Bao Dong was a little palpitations, "It was all soldiers, no palace eunuchs."

puff!

A sergeant's hoe suddenly sank in. He wanted to pull it out and couldn't. He pried it a few times and shouted, "No, I think it's wood!"

Jia Ping'an said, "Dig the soil!"

The others stopped and several sergeants began to sort out the small piece of soil.

Dai Zhide yawned.

Zhang Wenjin rubbed his eyes.

The two of them assisted the prince in handling the government every day, and the key was that they were under great pressure. Once the problem was wrong with the handling, the emperor would not blame the prince for the sake of the prince's reputation, but would only hit them.

The soil was constantly cleared away. A soldier squatted down, reached out to pull out the soil, and slapped it, "It's a wooden box!"

Is it a treasure trove?

Jia Ping'an clenched his fists!

Later generations slandered the history of Sister Ah so much that the real situation became a fog.

Who is opposing it?

Who are the people who are starting a war?

Where does the money and food come from the rise of the army...

Don’t underestimate rebellion. Rebellion without money and food is just a joke.

Where did Li Jingye get money and food from rebellion?

A manifesto of Luo Binwang has been passed down through the ages, but the sister who cleaned up the forces of the aristocratic families was denounced as vicious.

Dai Zhide yawned another yawn.

He is working overtime at this moment, but he still has to get up early tomorrow. Of course, for a minister like him, being busy every day can make you feel happy, and once you are free, you will feel uncomfortable all over.

But it's so cunning here!

Under the torches, there were graves around them. The tombstone was gloomy, and the words on them seemed to have magical power, making people dare not look directly at them.

A gust of wind blew, and Dai Zhide couldn't help but shivered.

He vowed that he would never come to the cemetery at night again.

"It's a box!"

The soil on the box had been cleaned up, and a sergeant pried hard with a shovel.

Squeak...

Very dull sound.

The open box cover kept sliding down, but no one was intent on looking at these things at this moment.

Everyone was staring at the stuff in the box.

Light!

Golden light!

The torch shone, and the things in the box were shining with golden light!

Dai Zhide rubbed his eyes.

"I...what is that?"

Zhang Wenjin rubbed his eyes and opened his mouth...

Mingjing held her chest with her hands, her heartbeats like thunder.

Shen Qiu took a deep breath.

The soldiers were stunned.

Baiqi was also stunned.

Fang Zheng's feet were weak and he knelt on the ground, and a look of annoyance flashed on his face.

"It's gold!"

A scream broke the silence.

A sergeant took out a ingot of gold and raised it and shouted: "It's gold!"

The torches were handed inside, and people around him surrounded him.

"What a gold!"

The gold ingots in the box are flashing.

This is wealth.

As long as you have such a box of gold, your life will be completely changed. Later generations call for financial freedom and call for violence. When such a box of gold is placed in front of you, it is not just financial freedom, but you are developed.

Developed!

The soldiers were breathing rapidly and their eyes shone.

Who has seen so much money?

Even Dai Zhide and others were stunned, and you can imagine the shock these golds brought to these people.

But Jia Ping'an was very calm.

He is not short of money.

Moreover, he brought a problem from his previous life: it’s not my money, even if you pile up a huge amount of gold in front of me, I won’t take a look at it.

I don't want something that is not mine, and I don't covet it!

This is his three views.

"Ahem!"

Jia Ping'an's two dry coughs shocked all the emotions.

“Move it up!”

The box was of good quality. After being transported, Jia Ping'an picked up an inch of gold and said, "Baodong, torch."

Bao Dong handed over the torch and Jia Ping'an took a look.

"The second year of Daye."

There are four words on the gold ingot.

There was a rapid breathing around him. Jia Ping'an looked at him sideways, and Dai Zhide's face was flushed and excited.

Made a meritorious service!

I have made contributions!

From the time the emperor left Chang'an City, Dai Zhide fell into a state of tension and excitement. He knew that he needed to show the ability to move the emperor so that he could escape from the Eastern Palace and ascend to the east.

This is not a lack of loyalty, but an ambition that everyone has.

But the rebellion of Wang Gui and others gave him a heavy blow, letting him know that he had lost points.

He was already desperate, but unexpectedly he actually sent a credit.

No!

It was the credit sent by Jia Ping'an.

"Duke Zhao!"
To be continued...