Chapter 2488 A generation of lonely ministers

The stone door slowly closed and the light dimmed.

A large number of treasures of the Chinese nation have been hidden back into the darkness. Perhaps in the next ten years, twenty years or even half a century, they will not be known to the people, but in the end they still exist on the land of the Celestial Empire and have not been desecrated, ridiculed, or used to exploit the Celestial Empire government.

Although darkness is terrible, it is a kind of safety after all.

"I'm alive, they're shameful."

The old fox hugged Chu Tian's shoulder intimately, walked towards the door, and teased himself: "Only I am dead, they may have a chance to breathe and see the sunshine, but do you think they want me to die early, or do they want more companions to accompany me?"

Chu Tian replied with a wry smile: "This answer has long been in the old man's heart."

Zhou Longjian let out a hearty laugh, and then said meaningfully: "Each batch of cultural relics can only be bought and sold once for safety reasons, and then they have to be stored in the warehouse with principal and interest. So I have been looking for sources of goods in the Celestial Empire. I have never traded the cultural relics found by the Wen family,"

"So I have someone sell it and bring back more artifacts in the future."

Chu Tian nodded slightly and replied with a complicated expression:

"Don't worry, Guoan will not stop it."

Zhou Longjian's mouth curled up a curve and he spoke frankly: "Young Marshal, I know you think my methods are a bit extreme, but I have always been the result-oriented person. As long as the result is in national interests, I never worry about the process, and one day the sea of ​​blood is surging and corpses are full of bones."

"I kept telling Shenzhou that I am a person who wants to go to hell."

Speaking of this, the old fox looked at Chu Tian sideways: "But if I can only bear my sins alone, but make the foundation stone of the country undefeated, what's the fear of me being cut into pieces? This life is only seventy or eighty years long, but it can take another step for the five thousand years of cultural heritage and die without regrets."

Chu Tian nodded: "Old man is righteous, Chu Tian sighs that he is not as good as he is."

During the conversation, the two sat again on the chair under the tree. Although they had left for about an hour, the roasted knives on the table were still warm and the three dishes were not cooled. It was obvious that someone was heating them. Zhou Longjian poured Chu Tian a glass of strong wine and smiled at the topic just now:

"The Young Marshal is a kind person and has more worries than me."

The old fox did not hide his voice: "The young marshal is a person who has a clear conscience in the result and the process. This makes me admire him especially. It is because I have done many things that cannot be judged after most of my life, so I know how difficult it is to perfection."

He pinched five peanuts and threw them into his mouth and smiled: "Since the young marshal's debut, although it cannot be explained perfectly, the word "perfect" can still be described. I am ruthless and the young marshal's righteousness. This can be seen from your and my popularity, but it is also the reason why you and I can sit together."

The implication is that Chu Tian’s benevolence and righteousness tolerate his sinsty.

Chu Tian pushed the peanuts to Zhou Longjian, picked up an egg and ate it, and then spoke with a hint of apology: "Minister Zhou, "But don't worry, Chu Tian brings this secret into the coffin."

Zhou Longjian waved his hand: "Rules are determined by people, and people can naturally modify them. Besides, the Young Marshal is a trustworthy person. What can't be known?" At this point, he showed a strange expression and said: "But Young Marshal should be honored, you are the third person to know."

Chu Tian was slightly stunned. He found out the meaning. In addition to himself and the old fox knowing the treasure, there was another person who knew it. However, he did not ask too much, because he had guessed who it was, so the tone turned: "Old man, is it very short of source of goods to play with this?"

He knew it was nonsense, just to adjust the atmosphere.

Zhou Longjian nodded, took a sip of wine and replied: "As I said just now, all cultural relics can only be traded once and must be collected, so I can only purchase and transfer them everywhere or obtain them from corrupt officials' stolen goods, so I can do it at most five or six times a year, and make some pocket money by the way."

Chu Tian smiled bitterly: "You are still pocket money?"

Zhou Longjian shrugged his shoulders. He had been so frank with Chu Tian tonight. He was not afraid to say more: "The young man is a big family and has a great career. He should know that in addition to doing things, his brothers also need to open their mouths to eat. I also have a lot of people to support, and they need a lot of money every month."

A bunch of people obviously refer to secret groups and loyal people.

Chu Tian picked up the wine glass and smiled softly:

"The old man has central government funding and King Ming of Zhou to provide relief, so why is he short of money?"

Zhou Longjian flashed a trace of helplessness and his fingers swayed gently: "The young marshal didn't know anything. The central government did not give a penny from beginning to end, because some people were destined to be unable to exist in the public in the world, so they could not let too many people know that their existence, otherwise they would lose their secret meaning."

"The Finance Department seems to be a cash bag, but it is even more serious about the flow of funds than ghosts."

Zhou Longjian laughed and added meaningfully: "If you take their money, the four words "secret funding" will spread soon. At that time, countless eyes will be curious about what I am doing with the money. They will follow me twenty-four hours a day. How do you think I will do anything?"

Chu Tian nodded: "This is a fact."

The more undisclosed the matter, the more interested people are in snooping.

At this time, Zhou Longjian gave a second reason: "There is another point, I am short-speaking and ruthless. Think about it, if I ask for funds from the financial department, I must please them. If one day, things involve high-ranking financial officials or their relatives, do you think I will do things or not?"

"If you offend them, it will be difficult to ask for money in the future."

The old fox turned his finger and sighed: "Don't move them, it is against my purpose, which will make me worry about doing things. So I just raise funds for myself, not only do I have to please them to see their faces, but also be justified in doing things. If you want to catch them, you will be killed."

Chu Tian understood why the old fox was so greedy for money. Not only did he work everywhere in various industries, but he still had no time to do it. "The same reason is that the Zhou Dynasty cannot be asked for money."

Zhou Longjian added this sentence lightly, and there was no doubt that he did not want the secret group to be controlled by the Zhou Dynasty. Although it was his huge backer and even though King Ming of Zhou was his eldest brother, the old fox was persistent in sticking to his beliefs, a belief that was only ruthless for the country.

If he blocks the country's progress, the old fox will kill himself.

Chu Tian's body shook, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. He used his power to return to the Heavenly Kingdom alone, and also used his power to support his secret group and diehard Chu Tian to imagine that Zhou Longjian was having a hard time. He lowered his head and swept over the simple but delicious wine and food on the table:

Perhaps, the old fox saved even the food and food to his people.

"Don't help, just do things simply and kill people happily!"

Zhou Longjian waved his hand in a summary, and his old and thin hands were like Mount Tai:

"Eat peanuts and eat them with confidence!"

He was silent for a while, and then said a sudden sentence:

"So, I don't want children, either."

Zhou Longjian, who acted viciously and killed countless people, had a dark life, did not want to be bound by his wife and children, nor did he want his descendants to be in the shadow of panic, nor did he want them to be controlled by the enemy to threaten him, so he would rather not want his descendants to extend his own branch,,

He only has this yard and a clear conscience.

Chu Tian’s eyes were slightly moist, presenting the scene in his heart.

He didn't say much, just picked up the wine glass and spoke:

"Old man, I'll give you a cup."

Zhou Longjian smiled and served the wine, and wrinkles on his face bloomed.

When Chu Tian left the Zhou family courtyard, a song was slowly playing.

A dilapidated yard and an old man, lying on a rocking chair, shaking his own palm-woven fan, enduring the wind and rain, enduring loneliness, occasionally standing upright, drinking a pot of burning knife, eating a handful of peanuts, then raising his head to approach the sky, and listening to the song "The Memorial of the Emperor" that is not very changed.

Happiness is enough.

ps: The fourth update is coming, and brothers with flowers support me. Zhou Longjian has endured it for a long time. He is a consequentialist oriented person. He is cold-blooded and protects his shortcomings. He also regards life as a mustard of grass, but he also has his own persistence. Today he explains him clearly and is much easier.


Chapter completed!