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A loud noise came from Wei Feng's study, frightening a maid who happened to be passing by outside to tremble and turn pale.
Before the maid could recover, she heard another loud noise coming from inside.
Boom!
Even the ground shook violently.
The maid suddenly opened the door in a panic, only to see a row of huge bookshelves in the master's study falling to the ground. The room was in a mess, with all kinds of antiques and debris strewn on the floor.
Wei Feng was standing in the middle of the room with a ferocious look on his face, his hair disheveled and gnashing his teeth as if he wanted to eat someone.
"roll!"
With a roar, he rushed towards the maid who opened the door.
The maid was so frightened that she ran out crawling. Then she thought of something and carefully closed the door.
"Get out! Get out of here! Get out of here!"
The maid¡¯s heart almost jumped out of her chest and she ran away. In all her years in the Wei family, she had never seen her master become so angry!
Even if such a big thing happened at home a few days ago, the master has never lost his composure like he is now
In the study room, both of Wei Feng's eyes were red, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"A bunch of losers! Trash! Worse than pigs and dogs!" Wei Feng roared, roared, and finally sat powerlessly on the chair, sitting there in a daze with dull eyes.
Just last night, the Prime Minister's Mansion was stolen.
Countless rare treasures accumulated by the family over hundreds of years were looted!
The huge warehouse is empty, not even a hair is left!
And none of the guards guarding the warehouse noticed anything at all!
If things hadn¡¯t been lost in Wei Feng¡¯s study and attracted attention, no one in the entire Wei family would have even known that their treasure trove had been emptied!
Although Wei Feng felt so distressed that he wanted to vomit blood when his family's accumulated wealth was emptied, it was by no means the reason for his rage.
What he was really angry about, or what he was afraid of, was the missing calligraphy in his study.
Many people may find it strange that the wealth accumulated over hundreds of years is not as good as some calligraphy treasures?
"After all, as long as a person is alive, calligraphy can be written at any time, but wealth requires hard work from generation to generation."
But for Wei Feng, if his wealth is gone, he can earn it again, but these calligraphy and calligraphy are things that can kill people!
This extremely humane Prime Minister even has the urge to run away at this moment!
He didn¡¯t know who did it or what the purpose was. He was a crazy thief. He did it casually and with a purpose. He came here just for these letters.
If it¡¯s the latterthenthe sky is going to fall!
That¡¯s why Wei Feng is so furious and fearful.
However, besides being terrified, he could do nothing at the moment!
He didn¡¯t even dare to send someone to investigate the matter!
Because once the other party does this unintentionally, once he pursues it frantically, angers the other party, and then makes these letters public, then Wei Feng, and even the entire Wei family, will be completely finished!
"Who is it? Who did it?" Wei Feng forced himself to calm down. After so many years of power, Wei Feng knew one thing very well.
He now seems to have infinite glory, with a long lineage of saints, disciples and disciples all over the world, and all the important officials in the court, including those who are also Jiuqing, also want to act based on his face.
But once he loses power and the building collapses, countless overt and covert cold arrows will be shot at him in an instant. By then, there will be no shortage of all kinds of dirty water.
"No, this matter must be suppressed! No matter what, I have to suppress it!" Wei Feng took a long breath, spoke slowly, and gathered his hair with his hands.
Then he shouted outside: "Come here and give me a bath and change my clothes!"
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Back to the college¡¯s single dormitory, Xu Luo closed the door and went straight to the basement.
As soon as he opened the door, Xu Luo felt a golden mountain pressing towards him instantly
Xu Luo stepped on the Light Step without thinking and stepped aside.
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A large amount of gold and silver treasures flowed everywhere along this door
?? Ambilight, sparkling light.
Xu Luo was almost blinded by the shock. He tentatively called inside: "Meow?"
"Why are you calling Master Cat? Master Cat is sleeping after a hard night's work!"?The sound of meow came from inside the room, which made Xu Luo feel relieved.
Looking at the mountain of treasures, Xu Luo asked with dull eyes: "How did you move all these things back? Also, if you pile them all over the room, aren't you afraid of hitting someone when you open the door?"
"Hmph, you treacherous and cunning human being, you just tease your cat master when you have nothing to do. Cat master is just giving you a surprise!" Meow Meow said, walking squarely, stepping on jewelry, and walked out with a proud look on his face. come out.
Then he looked at Xu Luo proudly and said, "Is this a lot? A pile of rags would be in the way of Mr. Cat's storage space Besides, these rags are only one-tenth of the total."
"" Xu Luo looked at Miaomiao with black lines on his head, and asked with some disbelief: "Did you really empty out the warehouse of Prime Minister Wei's house?"
"Humph, who is Uncle Meow Meow? Uncle Meow Meow is unique, powerful, handsome, mighty, and wise The ninth-level spiritual beast, the Sky-Swallowing Raccoon, ahhhh!" After roaring, Meowth said to Xu Luo : "These useless gold and silver are given to you as a reward for giving me the power of the stars."
"Hmph, is the power of the stars as cheap as you said?" Xu Luo rolled his eyes and casually put the gold and silver treasures all over the floor into his storage ring.
Xu Luo didn¡¯t know that this ring on his hand was a real treasure until some time ago!
I used to think that Lin Luoxue just gave me a ring that could be used for storage. Although Xu Luo knew that this thing was priceless, he didn't think too much about it.
But as Xu Luo¡¯s level increased, he discovered that every time his mental ability increased by one point, the space in the ring would increase by one point!
The space in this ring is now as big as two basement rooms!
Putting these gold and silver jewels into the ring, they immediately occupied most of the space. Xu Luo couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
He thought to himself: The Wei family is indeed extremely wealthy. Just the Prime Minister's Office has such amazing wealth, not to mention the Wei family's shops and land all over the country!
"Where are the signatures I asked you to help steal?" Xu Luo asked after cleaning up all his belongings and looking at Miaomiao.
"Here, here" Miao Miao raised his paw, and suddenly a large pile of papers of various colors appeared on the ground. Countless calligraphy slips were scattered there. Miao Miao complained: "It's just a few broken words, and the precautions are actually better than the treasure house." Sen Yan, huh, if Uncle Meow Meow hadn't been so powerful, it would have been really difficult to get these things!"
Xu Luo's thoughts were already focused on these calligraphy.
In the past, when he was unable to practice, Xu Luo also collected some calligraphy treasures from the ministers of the DPRK, and he was somewhat familiar with the handwriting of those ministers.
"These pictures belong to Zhao Mo's father, Mr. Zhao. Well, they are vigorous and graceful, and the writing is very smooth. It is Mr. Zhao's handwriting."
"These belong to Mr. Sun, Sun Donghai's father. His calligraphy, iron paintings, and silver hooks are difficult to imitate. Although he cannot reach the level of a master of his own, he is still unique!"
"This one, this one seems to belong to Mr. Wang, Wang Ziwen's father? Mr. Wang has a broad heart and a fat body, but his handwriting is very thin, which is also very unique. However, his handwriting is not particularly outstanding, otherwise he can be in a family of his own Wei Xiang What a powerful person!¡±
Xu Luo looked at these calligraphy and murmured to himself. Although he did not have a photographic memory, he still had an impression of the handwriting of the ministers of the DPRK.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Even if those people who were imitated saw it themselves, their first reaction would definitely be that they wrote it themselves!
"This belongs to Master Leng This belongs to Master Zhang. Well, these belong to Master Li" Xu Luo murmured to himself, looked at the calligraphy here, sneered and teased softly: "Sure enough, Prime Minister Wei He is truly a master of calligraphy who combines the strengths of all the calligraphers of the previous dynasties. He is truly amazing!¡±
As he said that, he looked at Miaomiao: "Um, Mr. Cat, I have one more thing to trouble you with"
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Early the next morning, a very strange thing happened in the homes of the high officials in the imperial capital.
Almost all famous ministers in the court have one or more signatures on their desks in their study rooms.
King Wang Moxuan, an important minister in the court, is one of the Nine Qings. He is in charge of the household department and is in charge of the world's money and food. He has a respected position and is a very popular minister!
Mr. Wang has been in a pretty good mood recently.
Since the failure of the Centennial Star Sacrifice and the emergency on the empire's frontier, the Minister of Revenue has been extremely busy every day.
Until recently, the great general Xu Ji and the champion Hou Xu Zhongtian, the two Xus in the north and the south, the empire was double-walled.Two impenetrable iron gates blocked the borders of neighboring armies that were ready to move.
The troops from neighboring countries have harassed us on a small scale several times, but they were all attacked head-on and beaten back hard. Recently, we have become more peaceful.
Money and food suddenly became less tight, so Wang Moxuan had a lot more smiles on his face.
Every morning, after Mr. Wang washes himself, even if he doesn¡¯t read a book but just closes his eyes and rests, he still has to sit in the study for a while and sort out the things to be done that day. This has been a habit for many years and has never changed.
No one has ever dared to enter Master Wang's study, let alone move around casually.
"It's just that early this morning, after Wang Moxuan freshened up, he entered the study room and was about to ask the maid to bring some breakfast, but he found that there were seven or eight calligraphy sheets placed on the top of his huge desk.
"Huh? Who has entered my study?" Wang Moxuan frowned slightly, and his first reaction was who entered his study.
The sons in the family should not be so bold, and as for the grandchildren, no one dares to come in.
How could such a good person have so many signatures?
Mr. Wang was full of doubts and walked towards the table, his eyes followed the calligraphy
"Huh? Whatwhat's going on?" Wang Moxuan's eyes instantly straightened, staring at the few calligraphy sheets on the table. Mr. Wang, who had always been very good at nourishing qi, seemed to be stunned at this moment.
He grabbed one of the signatures, stared at it, and lost his voice: "This, this, this these are my handwriting, but I have never written it! What the hell is going on?"
At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door, and the maid's voice sounded at the same time: "Master came early."
Wang Moxuan replied in a low voice: "I won't eat anymore and tell anyone not to disturb me."
"Oh, I know." The maid outside the door responded, feeling a little strange in her heart. The master has a bad stomach and always attaches great importance to breakfast, but there is never a time when he doesn't eat breakfast.
Wang Moxuan forced himself to calm down, walked around the table, sat on his chair, grabbed the signatures one by one, and looked at them carefully.
No matter how you look at it, these are all his words!
But no matter what, he couldn't think of when he had written this thing!
"Could it be that someone imitated my handwriting and wrote these things?" Wang Moxuan suddenly thought of this possibility, and felt a sharp chill on his back, and sweat almost fell from his forehead.
"But why did this thing appear on my desk?" Wang Moxuan murmured: "If someone really uses this thing to give ordersI, I can't defend myself! Who is it? Is he so bold? Again? Who? Send them to me?"
Almost at the same time, the same strange thing happened in the homes of important officials in the imperial capital.
Lord Leng, Lord Sun, Lord Zhaoa series of high-ranking officials were all sitting in their study rooms.
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