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The small wooden box is square and has no pattern or any particularly precious wood. It looks like the kind of box that can't be sold even if it is set up on the street.

Zhao Qi was stunned for a moment, took the small wooden box from him, looked at him and said, "Has Prince Jin contacted you before he disappeared?"

Half a month after the turmoil in the palace ended, news of King Jin's disappearance suddenly came from the border. More than half a month has passed, but no one has ever seen any news.

Zhao Qi originally wanted to send someone to learn about the situation, but Qin Chi said that hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Mobei were pursuing the whereabouts of King Jin, and he sent dozens of tens and one hundred people to do nothing. Zhao Qi thought about it and finally gave up the idea of ​​sending officials to Mobei.

The main reason is that the soldiers in Mobei had a very large prejudice against the court, even if he sent officials to Mobei, the local generals in the court would not cooperate with these officials in the court.

If that's the case, why bother to do this?

Qin Chi nodded and shook his head: "I did contact me before my father disappeared, but he just asked me to hand this thing over to me. I don't know where he went."

The only thing he knew was that he was probably not in danger now, and his father's disappearance did not seem to disappear suddenly, but rather seemed to have been premeditated.

It was as if he had prepared all this long ago and had been waiting for this right time.

Now the time has come. He handed everything from the Qin family army to his hands, but he suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Qi was silent for a moment.

Unlike his father and several other brothers who were more or less hostile to the King of Jin, Zhao Qi was awe and grateful to the entire King of Jin's mansion.

He suddenly learned that Qin Rong was missing for a long time before he recovered. Now he finally got the news about Qin Rong but was happy.

"Don't be frowning anymore. Your Majesty isn't curious about what's inside?"

Seeing that Zhao Qi was sighing, Qin Chi smiled and said to him.

Zhao Qi's gaze returned to the small box in his hand again. With the eyes of several pairs of eyes, he slowly opened the small wooden box in his hand.

However, just opened a gap, Zhao Qi's hand couldn't help but shake, and the small wooden box in his hand almost fell to the ground.

No wonder, no wonder Qin Chi specially asked the sofa to guard the door.

This small wooden box as big as a palm contained a tiger talisman that could mobilize the entire Mobei troops.

His father had planned what he had dreamed of in his dream for most of his life...

However, this thing fell into his hands easily now.

Zhao Qi felt like he was dreaming.

To be honest, he never thought that he could take the military talisman back from the Qin family.

What's more, he didn't want to pay attention to this military talisman.

"Xiaoyu, this thing..."

Zhao Qi subconsciously closed the lid of the small wooden box and handed the thing back: "You should keep this thing first, and return it to him when King Jin comes back!"

As for the soldiers in Mobei, no one can suppress them except the Qin family.
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