777米奇影

“Could this not be an untold secret from the heavens?”

“However, Zhu Yuanzhang did not pressure Liu Bowen into revealing it. He merely ordered that the character ‘Shun’ be decomposed into a hundred and eighty-three elements, confident that this would secure the Ming Dynasty’s rule for 308 years. Yet, we all know that the dynasty succumbed after barely

200 years.”

While these tales are only legends, they were indeed recorded in the annals of history.

“Does this suggest that Zhang Xianzhong, Li Zicheng, and the inaugural emperor of the Qing Dynasty leveraged ‘Shun’ to undermine the Ming Dynasty?” Su Meiji surmised quickly upon hearing this.

“Indeed, our Meiji is remarkably insightful!” Luo Feng declared, his voice filled with amusement.

“Hmph, I was aware of that as well!” thought Qin Rubing, her words unuttered. Luo Feng’s constant praise of Su Meiji stirred a pang of jealousy in her.

On another note, Luo Feng continued his examination of the collection of items underwater. It was merely a few unremarkable boxes, devoid of any significant value, that had largely been destroyed by the elements over time; only copper coins were still intact.

As night fell, Luo Feng moored the yacht near the shore and they decided to visit a local farmhouse restaurant. The sight of this affluent group of individuals brought great joy to the proprietor. After a sumptuous meal, instead of staying on the farmhouse, Luo Feng returned to the yacht to rest. Lounging on the sofa, he said, “I’ve started to discern the nature of the situation here!”

“What do you mean?” inquired Qin Rubing.

“To elucidate my thoughts, let’s talk about the ‘Rebel King’. In the waning years of the Ming era, he amassed a significant amount of wealth in a relatively short period. Following his defeat, Li Zicheng vacated the capital, leaving behind hidden treasures en-route. I’ve discussed these events with everyone previously!”

“Zhang Xianzhong followed a similar path, hoarding vast amounts of treasures, and either concealing or abandoning those he couldn’t transport.”

“We’ve already discovered Li Zicheng’s treasure, and Zhang Xianzhong has left a clue behind: ‘Stone dragon faces stone tiger, gold and silver total ten thousand five. Whoever solves this riddle can claim the city of Shu!”‘

“Holy moly! Did these two truly leave such elaborate trails? Hiding wealth and even providing hints?”

‘”Claim the city of Shu?’ What does that mean? How vast could this treasure

“Old Luo, stop lounging on that sofa! Start the treasure hunt already!” “I’ve noticed Old Luo’s been a bit slack lately. I wonder what he’s scheming!”

Hearing this, Luo Feng’s heart skipped a beat.

Li Shishi’s cheeks burned a deep crimson.

Indeed, her husband harbored high ambitions.

But it wasn’t her insistence.

It was his determination.

She simply couldn’t resist him.

“I recall that an archaeological team dug up a considerable amount of treasure here about seven or eight years ago, and they had attributed said treasures to Zhang Xianzhong!” Su Meiji interjected, reminiscing about an old memory.

“Hahaha, Luo Feng will be devastated, won’t he?” Qin Rubing jested, relishing the prospect of Luo Feng’s impending disappointment.

“Indeed, they did dig things up from here, but they didn’t unearth everything!” Luo Feng replied, grinning.

This enigmatic riddle, enduring through centuries, hints at a fortune no less significant than Li Zicheng’s. The treasures unearthed by the archaeological team seven or eight years ago were merely the tip of Zhang Xianzhong’s treasure iceberg.

“It’s likely that the archaeological team didn’t unearth much. They didn’t even find the stone tiger and stone dragon!”

“Moreover, given that the river mouth was a battlefield then and Zhang Xianzhong had to flee in haste, it’s highly unlikely he had time to bury the treasure there. I suspect the items discovered by experts in recent years were merely lost during Zhang Xianzhong’s hasty evacuation!”

“Just imagine, if so much was dropped, how extensive could his true treasure

Regardless, Luo Feng was convinced that a riddle that has persisted for centuries surely would not lead astray.

After all, Li Zicheng’s treasure had not been a hoax.

“Let’s retire for the night. Tomorrow, we’ll embark on the hunt for the treasure!”

As he spoke, Luo Feng glanced subtly at Li Shishi.

What a peaceful town.

He eagerly anticipated each evening’s vibrant bustle with her. Tonight, he was determined to bring her to her knees….