Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 360 Really Rich and Charming Eyes (Fourth)

Facing the dazzling array of gold temptations, He Jinzhao inevitably lost his mind.

In the past, he felt that the tomb robbers in those film and television dramas were so stupid to be fascinated by the huge amount of gold in the tomb, thinking that he would definitely not be tricked.

Conceivable and factual, not a concept.

When you are in it, who can guarantee that your greed will not be infinitely magnified?
Seeing the gate where the gold, silver and jewels were hidden slowly closing, He Jinzhao hammered down on the iron gate and heaved a sigh of relief.

Calm down, keep calm!

In troubled times, there is no strength. If you deposit so much gold, you are a custodian. When it changes hands depends on when others come to take it.

When He Jinzhao turned his head, he found that many people's eyes were full of disappointment.

"Brothers, wealth is charming, we are all from poor backgrounds, but if we don't have that strength, these golds will kill us.

So what if King Jin of the Ming Dynasty has so much wealth, why not just kneel in front of us and beg for mercy.

If we are greedy for enjoyment, we will not be happy for a few days, the gold will be snatched away by other forces, and you will all die. "

"My lord is right. I am innocent, but pregnant is guilty." Ji Gui hurriedly added.

"Zhao Xiaowu, bring someone to guard here for me. Without my order, no one is allowed to enter." He Jinzhao ordered.

"Yes."

Zhao Xiaowu swallowed his saliva, even though he is a well-known wealthy family in Ganquan, but in front of King Jin's wealth, he is just an ant.

When He Jinzhao learned that another small group of reinforcements had arrived, he immediately summoned them all into King Jin's palace.

The Little Forbidden City is really too big!
He Jinchao only controlled the central axis of Jinwang Mansion.

As for the nearby offices and the officials of the palace, they didn't have time to control them, such as the Tai Hospital, the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Especially the Guangzhan warehouse, where the salaries of the officials and the lineage of the king of Jin were stored: food.

Even the lowest-ranking Lieutenant Fengguo still has two hundred shi of Lumi a year.

These were issued by the king of Jin, so he grasped all the clans around him.

Since the Jin kings of all dynasties have been coerced and not issued truthfully, it must be in He Jinchao's own hands first.

In troubled times and poor harvests, food is more precious than gold.

If you are hungry and eat gold, you can only swallow gold and die.

Prince Jin's son looked at his concubine fiercely.

"Nothing happened between us, he seems to just want to provoke you to resist, and then kill you logically.

It's just that he doesn't kill people indiscriminately, not that he doesn't kill people. "

Prince Jin raised his hand and slapped himself.

Let him, the son of a dragon, go digging, especially with those lowly people.

This matter is more humiliating to Prince Jin than killing him and robbing his woman!

Hammer bandit leader He Jinzhao is really not a fun guy.

All the ornaments on the crown prince's head have been taken off: "If you don't want to die, then dig hard, he said it depends on your performance."

Prince Jin's son suddenly knelt down, and begged his concubine to listen to He Jinzhao so that he could come back sooner.

Otherwise, with his body and bones, he would die of exhaustion within a few days of mining.

The concubine Shizi looked at her former husband with no expression on her face, and sneered in her heart. It turned out that I was just a tool to seek benefits for him.

The hammer bandit wounded soldiers lived in Jin Wang's mansion to recuperate as they wished, and the captain did what he said.

In their imagination, they all thought that the palace was a big mansion.

Unfortunately not.

The palace is built according to the miniature version of the Forbidden City in Nanjing.

Liu Zongmin couldn't see it with one eye, so he first crossed three bridges and entered the tall city gate.

The red walls and glazed tiles are so majestic.

Then there is another tall city gate building: Yumen (equal to Meridian Gate).

If ordinary people enter Yumen, they have to be dragged out first to hit the board, and to go out lying down, are you worthy of leaving?

But now a group of rebellious peasants came in through the main entrance while lying down.

After walking for a while, there was another city gate, the Duanli Gate, before arriving at the main gate of the palace.

King Jin met outsiders at this gate during festivals, and then there was another city gate called Chengyun Gate, where he "worked" on weekdays.

Finally came to a magnificent hall: Chengyun Hall.

The emperor Fengtian, the prince Chengyun, that is, Fengtian Chengyun, originated from Zhu Yuanzhang, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty.

After passing this palace, Liu Zongmin and other wounded soldiers arrived at the place He Jinzhao had arranged for them, which was the Hall of Cultivation.

The emperor lives in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and the prince is the Hall of Cultivation of Mind, where he lives in his daily life.

King Jin lived here, and if he went to Duanlimen to meet people, it would take him two quarters of an hour to get there in a sedan chair (about 10 minutes by bicycle).

Even if officials from the Ming Dynasty came to visit, they were not worthy to enter the Hall of Cultivation and be entertained by the King of Jin.

At the back are the two palaces, which are used by the previous generation and the wives and concubines of the previous princes.

The rest are the six courtyards and three houses on the left and right, which belong to the concubines and palace servants of King Jin.

These rooms were also requisitioned by He Jinchao to accommodate wounded soldiers. Anyway, the princes of all dynasties would also live in the concubine's room, which was equivalent to a dragon bed.

Liu Zongmin felt that he was really blind at the wrong time, and he really couldn't see with one eye.

Damn it, the palace is like this, so what should the palace be like?
Liu Zongmin's head couldn't think anymore, and his mouth kept saying, uh, damn it, you really enjoy the messy words.

Not only him, even the hammer bandits who carried people lost their minds and dropped the stretcher on the ground.

If it weren't for He Jinchao's strict military discipline, and they were not allowed to plunder, everything would have gone wrong.

The wounded soldiers were lying on the bed, and one of them was being taken care of by a maid, and Pao Ze was standing guard for them, and they were even more delighted from ear to ear.

In particular, large ice cubes were placed in the room to prevent the wound from pus and death due to the hot weather.

A large number of captives from the officers and soldiers were held in the square of Prince Jin's Mansion. The place was big enough and there were toilets next to it.

Otherwise, the square will be smelly tomorrow, starve them for a day first, and then feed them tomorrow.Save chaos.

He Jinzhao ate the big pot of rice in his own bowl and said:
"Mr. Wang, eat more. Tomorrow we have to set off to hunt down Cao Cao. It will depend on your performance then."

"Hey, hey."

Wang Chengyin was biting the pancake, thinking that the leader of the bandit would eat this meal?
Everyone knew that Prince Jin was rich, so why did He Jinzhao still look so poor.

Especially the clothes, there is no difference at all from ordinary Hammer Bandit soldiers, and they are unrecognizable even in the crowd.

It's like mud can't support the wall, and there is no thought of the superior.

But Wang Chengyin was more and more relieved, at least it wasn't a death sentence.

"Military division, bring back that Ren Zhirong, he is a high-ranking official anyway, and ask him to come back and cooperate with you in rectifying Taiyuan.

Originally, we wanted to use him to send us information about Taiyuan City, but we shot it down ourselves. "

"Yes." Ji Gui ate silently.

He Jinzhao put down the bowls and chopsticks: "Find a goldsmith over here, you can't hide the gold thing, it's better to keep it secret.

Lao Tzu is planning to design several military medals, which will be made into gold and awarded to meritorious soldiers. If you want gold, you have to make meritorious service. "

(End of this chapter)