Chapter 75 The Emperor's Thoughts Are Hard to Fathom

Pan Yueqing had already heard about what an evil object was. Jade Buddhas were most taboo to have suffered great damage. Jade was believed to have spirituality, and the Buddha head was even more compassionate, so generally no one would damage a jade Buddha. And according to what Qi Sian said, this jade Buddha head was brought up from a tomb. It not only had been out of the sunlight for a long time but also had been soaked in the filth in the tomb. However... these people in front of her didn't seem to care at all. She took the opportunity to get up and pushed Qi Sian's chest, then sat aside and said softly, "Don't they care?"

"The reason why the Long Night is so ecstatic is that all the people who come here are desperate people..." Qi Sian smiled, half - opened his mask, and slowly drank half a glass of grape wine. He squinted his eyes and watched the people who were almost fighting over the jade Buddha head. All the hustle and bustle was for profit, and it had always been like this since ancient times.

"Wait for me here," Qi Sian whispered the order, then did a forward somersault, got up and approached the second - black - masked man, and smiled meaningfully, "Second Brother, you said you had important news to tell me."

Pan Yueqing took a deep look at the group of Kunlun slaves. Among them were people with huge figures, dressed in brocade, reeking of the merchant's aura, and also women with delicate figures and charming voices... Just as Qi Sian said, these people were all desperate.

"Ah!" A sharp scream was heard. Looking in the direction of the sound, a woman's mask was squeezed off by a fat - eared man who looked like a wealthy merchant. Pan Yueqing only took a closer look and was surprised to see that it was the lofty Lai Changya! Her eyes slightly narrowed. For a moment, she even felt that those people shouting out prices were like a group of vicious wolves with gloomy green eyes. She instinctively wanted to look for Qi Sian's position.

"Are you the new pretty boy that Third has taken a fancy to?" Master Bai, who didn't know when he had left the crowd, lifted the curtain and sat directly in the position where Qi Sian was. He unceremoniously put his arm around Pan Yueqing's neck. Since the mask covered his original appearance and also the expression on his face, although there was a smile in his words, Pan Yueqing could clearly smell the obvious bloody smell on this person. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva slightly and nodded timidly.

"Third has a rather bad temper. No matter how handsome the ones I sent him before were, he would play with them to death in a few days and then throw them to feed the dogs," Master Bai turned his head and reached out to grab Pan Yueqing's chin. "Why don't you follow me?"

Pan Yueqing was afraid that his grab would tear off the human - skin mask on her face. She lowered her head to dodge, but unexpectedly, it made Master Bai even more angry. His hand turned into a claw and was about to twist her chin. At the critical moment, a hand reached out and grabbed Master Bai's arm, stopping his movement. Looking along the robe, Qi Sian, wearing a fox mask, was tilting his head. His voice, with a smile, came through the mask towards Master Bai, "Big Brother, you're trying to steal my sweetheart..."

Sweetheart...?! Although Pan Yueqing knew that Qi Sian was just acting, these words were too disgusting. "You brat, what's wrong with the Buddha head that it doesn't meet your standards? Why don't you want to bid this time?" Master Bai smiled faintly, pushed aside Qi Sian's hand, and adjusted his sleeves as if nothing had happened.

"I don't believe in it. Why should I bid for it?" Qi Sian sat down directly between Master Bai and Pan Yueqing, picked up the luminous cup that was placed aside, and slowly brought it to Pan Yueqing's mouth. After watching her drink two sips carefully, he stretched and smiled, "Rather than that silent Buddha head, I still like this sweetheart who can cry and laugh."

"It's really boring today," Qi Sian rested his chin in his hand and blamed Master Bai. "If I had known there was nothing good, I wouldn't have come."

Master Bai was like a person whose vital point had been grasped. He sighed like a street vendor and laughed, "Bah! How could it be boring?! Didn't you ask me to keep an eye on the recent situation in Shangbei Fang? Look at that woman..." He pointed his finger at Lai Changya, whom Pan Yueqing had seen just now. "She has been asking where the first - hand land deeds of Shangbei Fang came from. Now I only know that the whole Shangbei Fang is in the hands of Hong Qiqiao, and it's said that Hong Zijin is taking care of it. By the way, that girl is the future Crown Princess, the legitimate eldest daughter of the Lai family."

"It's not surprising," Qi Sian was shaking the wine glass and accidentally dropped it on the ground. He let out an extremely perfunctory exclamation, showing an air of being moody. "Big Brother, I can ask any random person in Shangbei Fang and find out this kind of thing. If you're not more sincere, the next time there are any treasures like the Buddha head, I won't care about you."

"Fine, Third. You're using all your tricks on your brother, huh?" Master Bai looked at Qi Sian, who had moved aside, and his eyes narrowed slightly. "Shangbei Fang is now a coveted place in the eyes of the powerful. It's said in the underworld that a girl from the Pan family is holding all the land deeds of Shangbei Fang. Now not only the major aristocratic families in the capital but also those local aristocratic families can't sit still. What? Do you also want to get involved?"

"Just tell me directly who exactly is involved now," Qi Sian said lazily. "I'm a businessman. That piece of land seems like a dead end at first glance, but if used well and grasped accurately, maybe I can even become the son - in - law of a powerful aristocratic family."

"Dream on," Master Bai sneered and made a gesture as if counting soldiers. "The Second Prince, Lai Changya, the King of Dongzhu, the Shen family... oh, and Prince Fu."

Pan Yueqing's heart moved. She looked at Master Bai's back suspiciously. If what Qi Sian said was true, as a subordinate of Prince Fu, the man with the white mask shouldn't have revealed Prince Fu. Qi Sian let out a long "oh" and sneered, "You've listed all the prominent families in the capital. Why not just say the Emperor is also involved?"

Master Bai stopped his hand. His body stiffened slightly. Qi Sian said casually, "Don't tell me you've even investigated the Emperor?" In fact, he didn't doubt that the Emperor would secretly participate in this matter. After all, that person's thoughts were extremely complicated, and one wrong move could cost one's life. There were hidden dangers under the calm surface of Shangbei Fang, and it was hard to say that there was no one acting as the Emperor's representative.

Pan Yueqing's heart, however, moved. Perhaps she seemed to understand how to break this bad move made by Qi Sian.

At first, she never expected that such a small Shangbei Fang would involve so many forces in the capital. It seemed that when Qi Sian spread the news through the mouth of the Princess Pingning, he might have his own considerations. But Pan Yueqing was sure that when Qi Sian was making his plans, he definitely didn't expect such a turbulent crisis in the court.

"I'm leaving," Qi Sian got up and bid farewell to Master Bai. Only after the two of them got on the carriage and were three streets away from the "No Words" archway did Qi Sian lift the fox mask, his face gloomy, "This smokescreen is really well - set! I never thought in a million years that Pingning is really his person!"

Pan Yueqing raised her hand and slowly patted Qi Sian's shoulder, "I have a plan."

"Speak," Qi Sian leaned against the carriage, closed his eyes, and his tone revealed displeasure and irritability.

"Since it's already known that the land deeds are in my hands, why don't I ask for an audience with the Emperor and present the things to him?" Pan Yueqing rested her chin in her hand, and her eyes sparkled with calmness. "This hot potato isn't completely useless."