Chapter 390: After all, This Village Needs Excavating Upon hearing these words, everyone present was stunned.
What… what does this mean?
The Dean left the Capital twenty years ago?
Grand Emperor instructed him to care for Anping Village and the Tong Family?
This was a lot more information than they could handle!
Seeing everyone stand stupefied, the Dean continued to wave his fan and furrowed his eyebrows. “What, do you all not believe me? I’m old, but not enough to joke about the Grand Emperor.”
“No no no, it’s not that we don’t believe you, we’re just flabbergasted!” Yang Ye came back to his senses and quickly shook his head. “It’s just, this…”
He looked at Tong Tiehu and his grandson. His sharp, phoenix eyes were round with disbelief, but he couldn’t articulate his thoughts.
He had suspicions about the Tong Family, that’s for sure!
But did the Grand Emperor know about this twenty years ago?!
If he knew, why didn’t he move the treasure?!
It’s hard to find now!
Tong Tiehu and his grandson were stared at by everyone. Their faces were filled with undisguised shock.
Indeed, their astonishment outweighed everyone else’s.
This was terrifying, if they thought about it.
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But now the Dean was telling them that the Grand Emperor noticed their family twenty years ago!
They were losing their minds!
Were all their actions over the years under the scrutiny of the Grand Emperor?
Was the Grand Emperor watching them like a play while they maneuvered various schemes?
Why didn’t the Grand Emperor take the treasure away?
Because their family stupidly provided disaster relief of their own volition!
Labouring for free, how good was that? The Grand Emperor didn’t have to put in any effort, and only needed to send someone to monitor them.
The more they thought about it, the scarier it became!
Their hairs stood on end and they broke out in goosebumps!
As the Tong family father and son were so astonished that they could not speak, Cen Hong, with a grim face, said, “Dean, why didn’t you mention this back in BailuTown?”
They had followed him all the way to Anping Village, only to hear him speak just before taking action.
What was the meaning of this?
Cen Hong’s displeasure was evident, but the Dean acted as if he didn’t notice. He continued to wave his fan. “Would General Cen have listened if I’d said this earlier? Besides, the final decision rests in the Prince’s hands, so I naturally had to discuss it with him.”
“Furthermore, unless it’s absolutely necessary, I won’t bring this up.”
Why would he share the secret orders of the Grand Emperor with every Tom, Dick, and Harry?
Cen Hong was half-dead with frustration. He glanced back at the line of soldiers behind him, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Yang Wang listened to their conversation, his mind racing. “Dean, the situation is urgent. By the time Grand Emperor and his entourage arrive, the treasure may well be lost.”
The Grand Emperor had laid this plan twenty years ago, impressive indeed. The Founding Emperor of Daqi was astute and heroic indeed.
But now, the treasure was gone.
The Grand Emperor, aged eighty-nine, would surely not get here in time by his slow carriage. The treasure might already have fled to the horizon!
Moreover, the disaster-stricken people in Shuifeng Prefecture were still waiting for relief funds.
So, could they wait for this?
Not even a moment could be wasted!
Treasure! He had stumbled upon such a golden opportunity; he had to maximise the goodwill he could garner from Emperor Yong’an and the Grand Emperor.
Cen Hong’s guilt could also be washed away with the help of this treasure!
“Since the army has already gathered, I think we should strike while the iron is hot and excavate Anping Village.”