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Chapter 385 The Dumb Eats Coptidis

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    The small door of Yan's house opened, and Cui Hao, who was hiding in the dark, immediately looked over and saw a few figures walking towards this side.

    As those people approached, their voices reached Cui Hao's ears.

    "The old man is really merciless. The old lady has done nothing but hard work these years, so she kicked us out. I brought up the dowry list, and was slapped by the steward. The old man and the old lady really watched  I lost my eyes"

    "Are you alright, madam? Can you hold on? Why don't you just wait and I'll ask for a carriage."

    "Don't beg them," Mrs. Yan said weakly, "Let's go to the inn first, and no matter who it isdon'tstep into that house again."

    When Cui Hao heard this, he came out from the dark place: "Madam, what's going on?"

    Cui Hao's sudden appearance shocked everyone, and the servants couldn't help but exclaimed.

    "Shut up," Mrs. Yan scolded, then looked at Cui Hao, "Let's find a place I have something to tell you."

    Cui Hao nodded.

    There is a dilapidated courtyard to the west of Yan's house, which has been unoccupied for a long time, and it is just suitable for talking.

    Cui Hao found a lamp and lit it, seeing the scars on Mrs. Yan's face, she couldn't help being surprised: "How could Mrs. Yan be like this?"

    "He suspects that I let Si Yatou go." Mrs. Yan clutched her chest, and managed to breathe easier, "But it doesn't matter, I intended to provoke him, otherwise why would he go to get those things tonight?  There is no chance to snatch him."

    Cui Hao looked at Mrs. Yan with complicated emotions in his eyes.

    Mrs. Yan's heart sank involuntarily: "Silly boy, why are you looking at me like this?"

    Cui Hao said: "I just feel that I can't repay the kindness of the eldest wife."

    "It doesn't matter," Mrs. Yan said, "As long as you bring the fourth girl back, we will leave here. My natal family still has some savings, which is enough to set up a house in Beijiang, and everything will be fine."

    Cui Hao responded: "Then I'll wait at the door of Yan's house."

    "Go," Mrs. Yan nodded, "Without the Yan family leading the way, you can't find out where those things are hidden. Jiangyin can't be big or small, and it can't dig all the deep mountains and forests.  "

    Cui Hao nodded, looked at Yan's housewife: "Please take care of the eldest lady." After speaking, he turned and walked out the door.

    The servant girl of the Yan family couldn't help saying: "I didn't expect this Cui family master to treat Miss Fourth like this in response to the sentence that people should not be seen by appearances, it can be regarded as sincere sincerity when he looks like a rough person at a critical moment."

    Mrs. Yan looked at Cui Hao's back, but there was no emotion in her eyes, but a calmness that was different from ordinary people.

    "Let's go!" Mrs. Yan ordered lightly.

    The maid of the Yan family was startled: "Why don't we stay here until dawn, where are we going at this time?"

    "I'll leave as soon as I say." Mrs. Yan said coldly.

    Leave here far away, and wait until something happens to the Yan family, and the Yacha will come to the door, so that she can be cleared of suspicion.

    Mrs. Yan was relaxed, the injuries on her body didn't seem to hurt so much, her whole back straightened up, and she finally got what she wanted after so many years

    It was still dark, so Mr. Yan took his servants up the mountain, where the ancestors of the Yan family were buried.

    Mr. Yan did not expect his father to hide such a valuable thing here.

    Wouldn't it be worth the loss if it was stolen?

    However, big families all have such a habit, and it is safest to bury objects in the ground.

    "What are you still doing? Dig it out and have a look."

    After Master Yan gave an order, the Yan family started to fight.

    I don't know when the surrounding trees were full of crows, and occasionally there were animals singing in the cemetery, which made people shiver.

    "My lord, if someone finds out, what shall we say?" the steward of Yan's family whispered.

    "What do you say?" Mr. Yan said coldly, "Isn't it enough for our family to die? I'm here to bury my poor siblings and nephew."

    The coffin of the ancestor of the Yan family was finally invited out. The coffin lid was opened. Master Yan sent people away and took a torch to shine into the coffin.  in the corner.

    Grandpa Yan jumped into the coffin to get the jar.

    "Kacha" trampled on the bones of the ancestors, and Mr. Yan couldn't care less. The Yan family has been carrying a huge treasure for many years, like a night walk in brocade clothes, and now it's finally here.The moment that knows everything.

    Master Yan hugged the jar, opened it impatiently, stretched out his hand to touch it, and took out a hairpin. He took the torch in his hand and looked carefully. The hairpin was carved from a piece of high-quality jade, and the head of the hairpin was  A vivid phoenix, under the light of the torch, the phoenix seemed to come alive.

    "The treasure is dusty," Mr. Yan murmured, "if it is cleaned, what will it look like?"

    The royal family of the previous dynasty loved jade, and almost searched for all the beautiful jade in the world. The last king was also good at carving. Even the top craftsmen could not match the things he carved.

    Such a thing is sure to sell for a lot of money.

    Grandpa Yan looked too carefully and didn't pay attention to the situation outside. Suddenly, a muffled groan came from his ear. He raised his head subconsciously, and a face came into view in the darkness.

    The man covered his face with a black cloth, his eyes were like a beast in the night.

    Grandpa Yan was taken aback, and sat down in the coffin. When he remembered to shout out, he felt a pain in his neck, his eyes went dark, and he fainted immediately.

    When Mr. Yan woke up again, it was already broad daylight, and there was a noise in his ears.

    "My lord, did you sleep soundly tonight?"

    A girl's voice came.

    ? Master Yan turned his head following the voice, and saw Miss Xu, who was surrounded by Master Han, the magistrate of Jiangyin County.

    "Master Yan, why did you sleep in a coffin?"

    Only then did Master Yan remember what happened last night, and he immediately looked down. The clay pot he found was gone, and the hosta he was playing with in his hand was gone, and he was accompanied only by the decayed bones of his ancestors.

    All the treasures he managed to find yesterday were snatched away, and the one who stole the things was the one who injured him. Thinking of this, Mr. Yan's heart seemed to be tightly held by someone, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead  Down.

    The sky is falling.

    All the treasures that the Yan family had kept for a hundred years were gone.

    "But what happened?" Han Xun had a bit of majesty in his eyes.

    Grandpa Yan opened his mouth and blurted out involuntarily: "I lost I lost something, there are thieves, there are thieves"

    "What's missing?" Han Xun asked again.

    Mr. Yan was stunned for a moment. He couldn't say that those things were all shady things, and he couldn't tell the people in the yamen. Otherwise, don't say that those things couldn't be recovered, and Yan's family would lose their lives.

    In the agitation of his mind, Mr. Yan felt a tightness in his chest, and almost passed out again.

    Xu Qinghuan said: "The tomb of Yan's family has been dug up, and Mr. Yan fainted here. I'm afraid there is something hidden. Mr. Yan still has scars on his body, so I have to let you examine it."

    "It's okay," Mr. Yan hurriedly said, "It's just that something happened at home again and again, I wanted to move the ancestral grave Last night I accidentally fell on the coffin and passed out because of it.

    The wound on my face is because I had a dispute with my wife, for which I have already divorced her.  "

    "Really? However, I'm afraid Mr. Yan has nothing to prove, so he needs to verify it carefully," Xu Qinghuan said, looking at the messy Yan family's ancestral grave, "This is the only way to be worthy of the Yan family's identity." (Remember this site  URL: www.hlnovel.com
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