frightfiction Chapter 546 Intelligence Error
Chapter 546 Intelligence Error
Beneath the dragon robe lay a large, exquisite rosewood chest. The carvings were intricate, suggesting it had been around for quite a while. Jing Chunxi's gaze was drawn to the chest. He knew what lay within was undoubtedly extraordinary, yet he worried about what filthy substance lay within.
Out of curiosity, Jing Chunxi couldn't help but open the box which was as big as a wardrobe. Unexpectedly, there was a box inside the box, or rather, a box inside the box.
She carefully opened the first wooden box, and a black trapezoidal hat with golden beads on the front and back came into view: "Mom!" Jing Chunxi couldn't help but exclaimed.
Jing Yi thought Jing Chunxi didn't understand, and whispered, "The crown is the emperor's headdress, and it is also a symbol of imperial power." Jing Chunxi had indeed never seen this thing before, but he could guess that it was a matching piece with the dragon robe.
But since the master had given an explanation, Jing Chunxi nodded in understanding.
The wooden boxes were opened one by one, with the night pearls stacked on top. Each box contained four pearls, and there were six boxes in total. There might not be so many in the palace. It was really dazzling. Jing Chunxi looked at his master's face and found that he had a calm expression, not at all like a bumpkin who had never seen the world.
The night-shining pearl emitted a soft and bright light, like the brightest star in the night sky. She was secretly amazed and even wanted to put the night-shining pearl in her tent before going to bed.
Further down, boxes upon boxes of pearls the size of pigeon eggs were stacked. Some were white, some were pale yellow, and some were purple. Without exception, they shone brightly, a dazzling sight. Their luster was dreamlike, a sight that dazzled her. Jing Chunxi knew how precious these pearls were, coveted treasures by the rich and powerful.
Opening the wooden box at the bottom, box after box of silver notes appeared, most of which were in denominations of 500 or 1,000 taels. These silver notes were neatly stacked in the box, and each one exuded a heavy aura of wealth.
Jing Chunxi's fingers gently touched the banknotes, feeling their texture and thickness. Even though she was used to seeing gold, silver, and treasures, she couldn't help but be shocked by the sheer number of banknotes.
All the things in the three rooms combined are not as valuable as the treasures in this big box.
I really made a fortune! Jing Chunxi felt very complicated.
"Haha! This bastard official even dared to deceive the Crown Prince! Does he want to die in his royal robe?"
After Jing Chunxi put away all the things in the room, he finally couldn't help but curse out loud, his voice full of sarcasm and disdain.
Peng Taifu's actions filled her with rage and contempt. Not only had he betrayed the court, he had also embezzled a large amount of wealth and even attempted to usurp the throne. This behavior was a great insult to the entire country and its people.
Jing Chunxi imagined how Taifu Peng Qiao wanted to wear the dragon robe, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. People like him were not worthy of such power and wealth.
If these things were actually converted into silver, they would be worth more than what was in Prince Ping's palace. Fortunately, she arrived in time, otherwise, if such a huge amount of wealth fell into the hands of treacherous officials and villains, it would inevitably cause a huge disaster and become the root cause of harm to the people.
Jing Yi wasn't surprised by the amount of wealth, but rather by how quickly Jing Chunxi had collected it. Although he had been prepared, he hadn't expected the fairy aunt to pack up a room in the blink of an eye.
Jing Chunxi moved so lightly and quickly that in the blink of an eye, as if her clothes were fluttering, the boxes of treasures and the items scattered on the ground disappeared right under her nose, as if they were cast by magic.
Jing Yi stood aside and could only watch as the dark room, which was originally full of things, became empty in front of him.
It was not until he followed Jing Chunxi out of the dark room that Jing Yi blinked his eyes desperately and moved his neck. He felt that not only his mouth but also his eyes were almost frozen with shock from what he saw.
Jing Chunxi's worries had indeed come true. There was indeed a fight going on in the front yard, and Ah Qi and his companions had indeed failed to deal with the doorman.
As the door to the meeting room opened, Jing Yi and Jing Chunxi heard the clash of weapons and shouts from outside. They exchanged glances, each realizing that things weren't as simple as they thought. Jing Yi quickened his pace, followed closely by Jing Chunxi, and the two of them leaped away.
The number of fighters was five to one: the five were Ah Qi, Chong San, Qi Yue, Jiu Yue, and Xiao Man, and the other was a white-haired old man. Ah Qi and his men formed a circle around the old man, swords flashing, blades whistling, the scene was extremely fierce.
When Jing Chunxi and Jing Yi arrived, Ah Qi was waving his sword, trying to break through the old man's defense from the front, while Chong San, Qi Yue, Jiu Yue and Xiao Man attacked from different angles, trying to force the old man into a desperate situation.
Sure enough, the information they had obtained was false. Jing Chunxi was sure at a glance that this was the so-called deaf, dumb, sloppy and hunchbacked old man at the doorman.
Initial intelligence suggested that the old man was just an ordinary doorman, deaf and dumb, with limited mobility, and not a concern at all. However, what they saw completely overturned their assumptions. His silver-gray hair shone brightly in the night, flowing freely over his shoulders without a single tie. During the fight, his long hair flowed freely, like silver ribbons dancing in the air.
He was very straight, without a stoop at all, and looked exceptionally tall and straight. The old man was thin and tall, about the same size as Ah Qi, and he didn't look like an elderly man, but more like a nimble young warrior.
The cloth wrapped around the old man's face was several layers thicker than theirs. It didn't look like he was defenseless, but rather like he did it on purpose, hiding his true identity and staying in the shadows of everyone.
Watching his movements again, each one was efficient and powerful, flowing like clouds and water, without a trace of drag. Every movement was filled with power and rhythm, and every strike of his sword was precise, as if he could discern his opponent's every intention. It was only because of their numbers that he was distracted, otherwise someone might have fallen flat on their face.
As the five of them formed a tight circle around him, each holding a sword, they pressed forward, almost forcing him into a corner. Ah Qi and his men's attack became increasingly fierce, their swords flashing across the night sky like lightning, trying to find the old man's weakness.
However, the old man was not panicked at all. His eyes were firm and calm, as if he had seen through everything. Just when everyone thought he was about to get into trouble, he suddenly saw an opportunity and found a breakthrough through the gap above Xiaoman, who was slightly shorter.
Xiao Man's sword momentum slowed slightly, and the old man keenly captured this moment, leaping forward and dashing upward. His movements were as fast as lightning, like a nimble cheetah, and he broke through the encirclement in an instant.
Behind Xiaoman was a high wall of a house. Just when everyone thought that the old man was running too fast and was about to hit the wall, he suddenly walked briskly. With a few steps of light skills, he stepped onto the wall lightly and slid up smoothly without stopping for a step, as if he was walking on flat ground. His feet were already sucked into the wall.
His Qinggong was truly remarkable. Each step he took was as steady as a rock, as if he had become one with the wall. Seeing this, Ah Qi and the others changed their tactics, trying to prevent him from escaping. Ah Qi soared onto the rooftop and slashed at him with his sword. The sword's force was incredibly sharp, and with a sound of piercing the air, it headed straight for the old man.
Just when Ah Qi thought he was about to succeed, who would have thought that the old man, who was only two steps away from reaching the top, suddenly did two somersaults in the air, his body drew a graceful arc in the air, and landed directly on the ground.
His movements were light and graceful, as if he was dancing in the air, and he didn't look like a warrior in danger at all.
Unprepared for anything, the old man completely ignored the men below who were already attacking him. Suddenly, he leaped upwards, almost reaching the summit, and thrust his sword towards Ah Qi's chest. The strike was swift and fierce, carrying an irresistible force.
Although Ah Qi had been prepared, he was still startled by the sudden attack. He quickly dodged to the side, and the sword's tip grazed his sleeve, stirring up a gust of cold wind.
The old man didn't want to fight anymore, and landed gracefully on the ground, his body as steady as a rock. A cold murderous look flashed in his eyes, and he had no intention of letting them go.
"careful!"
Jing Chunxi cried out in surprise, realizing the sword was already charging towards Chongsan. Fortunately, Chongsan was prepared, and his reaction was incredibly quick, dodging it by moving to the side. The two men stood face to face, their swords pointed, the atmosphere tense to the extreme.