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Chapter 122: Sending the Beads

Chapter 122: Giving a box to offer beads

Tan Zong was stunned, and somehow a little bad flashed in his heart. He quickly turned around and asked Lianxiang, "After being thief? What kind of thief? We haven't heard you shout!"

Tan Zong turned around and let the door open. A cold wind blew in along the wind, which made Lian Xiang shudder coldly, and her body shook for no reason.

Tan Zong seemed to have just woken up at this time, and hurriedly pulled Lianxiang and walked inside: "Oh, why are you wearing so thin? Get into the quilt, don't get frozen."

Lianxiang glanced at him, and he couldn't go through it. He just closed the door with his feet, took Tan Zong's clothes from the hanger on the side and put them on himself. Then he said pretty: "It was only when I woke up that I realized that I had been thieves, but this matter is too much, and I can't make the decision, so I came to find you, Master."

Tan Zong was just anxious just now, but now he remembered that Su Jin was still lying on the bed. If Lianxiang was brought up again, it would be troublesome. Although they were all family members, even a man’s woman, after all, there was a difference between superiority and inferiority. Moreover, it was Su Jin’s bedroom at this moment. If he did so randomly, it would be a loss of Su Jin’s face.

After realizing, Tan Zong naturally stopped insisting, but he just put Lianxiang on the soft couch outside, lay on with this beautiful little woman, and took the initiative to lift the thin quilt. Although the effect of keeping cold is worse, it is always much better than a single dress: "You said that I am confused, why can't you make a decision again?"

In fact, the soft couch in this room is for the masters to take a nap during the day, but at night it is for the maids to rest - so that the master can find someone as soon as possible when he has something to do. But Tan Zong rests at Su Jin tonight, and the girl with thin waist is not suitable for sleeping outside again, so the soft couch is empty. If Tan Zong takes it for the night in Qinghe or Lianxiang, the thin waist will probably have to spend the night here.

"Stop!" After letting the little fairy continue to rub it, Tan Zong couldn't guarantee that he would not make any mistakes. He immediately pressed the little fairy and said, "If you have something to do, say it quickly. If you hide it, you will be so mysterious. Be careful of the master slapping you in the butt!"

When Lianxiang heard this, she was not afraid, but instead spit out Dingxiang's tongue and licked it gently on her lips. Then she said with a charming voice: "Master, just beat me, Nunu likes you to make others' butts." At this moment, the little woman was really as charming as the female fairies in the Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, and almost let Tan Zong overturn her and put her on the spot.

Tan Zong felt his mouth and tongue dry at this moment. He had already put his hands on the pair of plump buttocks on the little fairy and began to knead them, even his eyes were full of desire. But Tan Zong was cautious in the square-inch-of-the-spot-like star rationality and said hoarsely: "I'm talking to you about the serious business. If you interrupt like this, be careful that I will tell Qinghe and let her discipline you well."

Qinghe was the nemesis of Lianxiang. Seeing that Tan Zong had lifted Qinghe out, Lianxiang didn't dare to do it again, so she had to put away Tan Zong's thoughts, but the extremely sad look when she lowered her head made Tan Zong feel uncomfortable, and she almost wanted the woman to continue to have sex with her.

"I just knew to use my sister to press me." Lianxiang turned off Tan Zong and became a little arrogant for a moment, but she swept away the entire quilt, leaving Tan Zong without any quilt, making him laugh and cry - he had no choice but to carry Qinghe out.

But Tan Zong didn't know that Lian Xiang looked aggrieved and dissatisfied at this moment, but she felt very proud. Just now, Lian Xiang clearly felt that Tan Zong was already so charmed by her, and she was only one last step away. As long as she worked harder next time, she would definitely be able to make a comeback and get married with Tan Zong before Su Jin. At this moment, she was just pretending to make Tan Zong feel that she owed her and that she could prepare for the next plan.

Tan Zong didn't know Lianxiang's thoughts, so he had to patiently accompany Lianxiang for a few good words. Then he felt that he had made the little woman change his mind - put half of the quilt over again, which should be considered a change of mind - so he asked quickly: "Tell me quickly, tell the master, what did you say before? You are not nervous, not worried, and not afraid, why do I look weird?"

When Tan Zong talked about this, Lian Xiang remembered the reason why she rushed over early in the morning. She immediately became angry and stopped pretending to be quilted. She pulled Tan Zong out of bed and walked out of bed: "I can't explain it clearly for a while. Master, please go with me to see it with your own eyes. You will be surprised to keep it."

Seeing that Lianxiang was so sure, Tan Zong couldn't help but become interested and didn't care about adding clothes. He went out with Lianxiang directly, carefully took the door, and then followed Lianxiang to her room.

In fact, the places where Su Jin, Qinghe and Lianxiang live are not far apart, and it takes only one or two minutes to walk, so it takes a while to arrive. When entering the room, Lianxiang's girl Huarui was looking at a box on the table in a daze.

The little girl is now fifteen or sixteen, and has developed quite shaped. Although she is not as attractive as the lotus fragrance and clear water, it can be considered delicious. If she were in later generations, there would be such a little girl in the room with disheveled clothes and let Tan Zong take her away, it would be impossible for Tan Zong to be unmoved.

But at this moment, Tan Zong didn't even dare to speak out even more tempting as Lianxiang, and naturally he wouldn't have any bad intentions to this young girl. He just looked at the table with Lianxiang's command.

On the table, there was a letter and a wooden box. However, the letter seemed to be soaked in rain, and the handwriting was extremely blurred. Tan Zong took it in front of him for a long time but could not see what these words were written.

But the box was closed at this moment, but a brass key on the top of the wooden box was very conspicuous. The key was strung with a red rope and the other end was tied to the wooden box, which was similar to that of an ordinary person's house, and nothing was different.

He picked up the wooden box and put it in front of him and took a closer look. Except for seeing that the box should be made of good agarwood, Tan Zong could not see anything - his family background was ordinary and he had no research on these small devices on weekdays. He really couldn't see what's special about this box, so he could only put the box back with a confused look on his face.

Lianxiang seemed to see Tan Zong's doubts. She first chased Hua Rui, the girl who blushed and refused to leave, and then went to the kitchen to fetch water to help the two masters wash. On the other hand, she gently held the box up with her hands and said, "Master, this box is not ordinary, it is the skill of Tianjin skilled hand."

Although Tan Zong has studied these things, he is not too ignorant. At least he has heard of the title of Tianjin Jieshouzhang, the number one locksmith in Dashun, so he couldn't help but say, "Qiaoshouzhang? That is the number one lock in the world?"

"It's that old man." Lianxiang did not respect the so-called clever hand Zhang, but looked casual: "And this box is made of good agarwood, which looks light, but it is invasive, and it is difficult to open with an axe. In addition, the clever hand Zhang's 24-day locking technique is probably a thousand taels of silver if just one box."

"Thousands of taels!" Tan Zong couldn't help but gasp, but ignored the twenty-four days locks that Lianxiang said.

What does it mean to have a thousand taels? You should know that the leader of the first-class gang in Nanjing Prefecture, such as Qinghe and Lianxiang, is only a quotation of 800 taels of silver when redeeming himself. Although this is a favorable component, it can also be seen that the value of 1,000 taels of silver. If you change to a more practical little girl like a thin waist, it is only a few dozen taels of silver.

And this box costs thousands of taels, which is really a treasure. I am afraid that some ordinary famous calligraphy and paintings are not as valuable as such a box. In fact, in the eyes of experts, isn’t this box also a masterpiece?

"Master, I'm going to tell you, although Nu Nu has seen many rare treasures before, this legendary Twenty-Four Heaven Lock is the first time I've seen it." Lian Xiang said with a shame: "Just just now, Nu Nu wanted to open this box himself, but after trying for a long time, he couldn't find the key. He was really discouraged."

"Uh? Can't open it?" Tan Zong took the key off and inserted it casually into the keyhole. He twisted it and said casually, "Why can't you open it with a key? Could it be that this key is fake?"

As he said that, Tan Zong's expression gradually changed - he had been turning the key handle just now, but now he had been turning four or five times, but he didn't feel any delay, as if he was not stuck at all.

Lianxiang sat down with a look of disgust, supported her jaw with her hands, and looked at Tan Zong who was holding the key with his eyes: "I have tried it for a long time, but I can't open it. Tsk, I don't know what is hidden in this box. I actually packed it with this treasure box. Could it be that the book of heaven is not successful!"

Tan Zong was also discouraged at this moment and pulled the key. But something strange happened. The keyhole turned automatically and soon returned to its original state. It also had an automatic recovery function. Even the vaults of those banks in later generations did not have this function. They were really a treasure.

"Where did this thing come from?" Tan Zong gave up the idea of ​​opening the box immediately, and began to be curious about the origin of the box.
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