Zhu Jinxuan seemed to have guessed his question a long time ago, so she was prepared for it. After he asked, she immediately stood up and took out a rectangular wooden box from under the bed.

Bai Shier looked at the wooden box and couldn't help but feel excited at first, but immediately, he felt that the wooden box seemed to have seen it somewhere before, and a bad premonition was felt in his heart.

"You found this sword as a weapon from the cellar before, and judging from the situation last night, this sword is also very suitable for you..."

Sure enough, as soon as Zhu Jinxuan opened the wooden box, Bai Shier saw the familiar figure.

"Okay, this sword is pretty good."

After reaching out to grab the familiar sword, Bai Shier's expression on his face was not really happy.

"Hmph, don't be dissatisfied. I have specially asked the Jinyiwei people to find someone to check. This sword is a magic weapon made of meteorites outside the sky, and it cannot be measured by silver."

"Is this a priceless treasure?"

Bai Shier looked at Zhu Jinxuan weakly and asked.

“That’s natural.”

"That should be used as a family heirloom?"

"It should be possible."

Zhu Jinxuan, who didn't know what Bai Shier meant, looked at Bai Shier with a strange look.

"Then this heirloom is this family heirloom. If we have too many children in the future, how should we divide it? If we don't have enough, will they fight?"

Bai Shier asked again with a serious look on his face, but the narrow-minded eyes and slightly upturned corners of his mouth betrayed his true thoughts.

"If you don't have enough points, then...pah!"

Zhu Jinxuan didn't notice the trap in Bai Shier's words at first, and couldn't help but continue to say as Bai Shier said, but after speaking, he immediately reacted. A red glow suddenly rose on his face, and then he couldn't help but smash the wooden box in his hand at Bai Shier, spat at him again, and ran out with a red face.

"I'm not talking nonsense, I'll ask the store to cook a bowl of porridge for you."

...

While Bai Shier and Zhu Jinxuan were "imagining" their future life, Zheng Yixiang was guarding the cellar with treasures. Beside him were more than a dozen Jinyiwei holding powerful crossbows and waiting for him.

After failing to successfully capture Mu Yixing's escaped men last night, all he could do was this huge wealth in the cellar.

It is a huge dereliction of duty to fail to catch the prisoner twice. If you leave in shame, you will definitely not be able to escape punishment. But with this amazing amount of silver, the situation is obviously different.

Simply sending these silvers back to the warehouse is a considerable contribution.

So he would never hand over the money if he was the prefect of Quanzhou, even the senior officials of the Fujian Provincial Administration and the Fujian Provincial Administration came.

Although he was humble and had little power, he could not withstand the pressure of these high-ranking officials, he believed that his immediate superior, Chen Yanqing, would definitely stand firmly behind him and support him. Even if Chen Yanqing could not hold it, he believed that the commander Mo Bin would stand firmly behind him and support him. On the contrary, if he surrendered, he would be really dead.
Chapter completed!