"I want to keep him for my own use, but..." Xuanji said sarcastically, "How can I control someone who can play around with the patrol camp, the Forbidden Army and even Xia Jiang?"

"Master, why don't you bring that person to Xia Shouzun? With Xia Shouzun's temperament that he would rather kill a hundred people by mistake than let one person go, that person will not get any advantage." Qin Banruo leaned over and said softly.

"Of course I can't keep people who can't be used by me, but I can't send them to Xia Jiang either!" Xuanji sneered, "Xia Jiang is not a kind person, and this move is to tell him that I have better eyesight than his Xuanjing user.

"

"...!" Lin Chen.

"Why should we do the killing?" Xuanji chuckled and said coldly, "What plan can you use?"

"Master, my disciple knows what to do." Mo Lian said with a full smile, "He can take the Fire Dragon Ball of Baoguang Pavilion with him when he leaves Jinling. But Agarwood, how can he take it away with his own strength?

?As long as Xia Shouzun notices that there is tribute-quality agarwood hidden in the tea shop, we won't need to take action in the rest."

"The fourth sister should have tribute-level agarwood, and the disciple will ask her for it later!" Qin Banruo seemed to understand Mo Lian's thoughts, and said, "After the agarwood is obtained, the disciple will find an old woman and a young child.

We went to beg in front of his shop and pretended to faint in front of his shop... According to what the beggar said, although he is a man of strategy and strategy, he is also a soft-hearted and careless person. This is our opportunity."

So soft-hearted? Careless? Lin Chen said dullly, I have a kind heart! What can I say about being careless? He obviously has a plan!

"Opportunity?" Xuanji said angrily, "What a shame, when the eldest sister Linglong passed away, all the martial arts secret books she left behind were destroyed. Otherwise, why would we bother you with a few books for you to learn from?"

"Fortunately, that scourge has died long ago." Lin Chen muttered secretly.

"Master, it's okay!" Mo Lian comforted her softly, "When my disciple was traveling around the world, he found many tribesmen according to the methods taught by the master, and several of them were married to people in the world. Disciple, what can I do?

Let them find martial arts secrets for Master."

"Oh?" Mo Lian's words made Xuanji overjoyed, but Lin Chen was surprised.

Jianghu? Has the power of the Hua tribe spread to Jianghu? In addition to the Ban family, what other Jianghu characters has Xuanji won over?

"Mo Lian, tell me who are the characters?"

"There are martial arts masters, bodyguards, and some gang disciples. Among them, there is a sister disciple who thinks she can be used by the master the most!" Mo Lian's tone was slightly condensed, "Her name is Yao Qin, she is the widow of the killer Xiangsi. She said Xiangsi because of

She was killed by gangsters just because she was protecting her mother and daughter. She also said that as a Hua woman, she must find the murderer of her husband."

"Good!" Xuanji praised, "This is the arrogance that a woman from the Hua tribe should have. Mo Lian, have you told her that Master can help her find the murderer of her husband?"

"The disciple didn't say it clearly, but the disciple said that the master cares about the sisters in the motherland. If she has trouble or a hurdle that she can't overcome, she can come to Jinling at any time to seek help from the master." Mo Lian whispered, "The disciple will remember the master's teachings.

, I dare not lie to others about Master’s wishes.”

Xiangsi, ranked in the top ten on the killer list, no one has ever seen his true face. Because his killing methods are always light and traceless, he is called Xiangsi. This person has disappeared from the world for more than ten years. Unexpectedly

He actually married a Hua woman. Widow, what, he is dead?

"Oh, where did you meet Yao Qin?" Xuanji asked involuntarily.

"The disciple met Yao Qin in Yinzhou." Mo Lian replied, "The disciple wanted to ask more questions, but her words started to flicker, fearing that she would become suspicious, so the disciple gave her some silver and left.

.Master, don’t worry, the disciple has arranged for the sisters in Yinzhou to watch secretly, so that she will not be lost.

Yinzhou? Xuanji's power has extended to Jiangzuo? Well, since we are in Changsu's territory, we will use this matter to let Changsu practice his skills.

"Mo Lian, don't believe their words!"

I made it with my own hands. It's good that they are willing to do their best, but if they don't want to...with my current ability, I can't control them. You need to find another way to force Yaoqin to come to Jinling. As long as she comes to Jinling, I will have it.

Find a way to get her to hand over the martial arts secrets she holds."

"Disciple understands!"

Lovesick daughter...

Lin Chen muttered silently, his ears twitched slightly, someone was coming.

Xia Jiang!

That’s it, I’ve heard enough things today, I need to go back to the shop and make early arrangements.

With a boost of energy, Lin Chen jumped out of the branch, and just before Xia Jiang and Xia Chun stepped into the courtyard, he flew away from the other side of the courtyard.

Everyone in the tea shop needs to be evacuated as soon as possible!

Luzhou

As usual on Chinese Valentine's Day, various states and counties have postponed curfews. Temporary stalls have been set up in the streets and alleys, selling various small commodities.

Lin Chen's cloth shop in Luzhou also opened a night market on this day. A small stall was set up in front of the half-closed shop door, and the embroidery girls in the shop were selling embroidery pictures and various embroidery threads drawn by the cloth shop's painters.

And the purses they embroidered in their spare time.

In a corner of the shop, Mei Changsu drank astragalus tea and chatted with Hua Yifan. After spending several days together, Mei Changsu had a general understanding of Hua Yifan's identity and temperament.

But he had some doubts about his own judgment: Is Hua Yifan really just a storekeeper hired by the Lin family? In the gambling shop in Shezhou, Lin Chen installed a master who could intercept news from all walks of life. What about the bookmaker?

?It seems that no one from the top to the bottom of Luzhou’s officialdom is a disciple of Langya Pavilion. Why?

Is Hua Yifan too experienced, or is he not experienced enough?

"...the embroidery patterns and threads of our cloth shop are only sold to the outside world on the day of Qiqiao Festival every year. According to the master's instructions, the silver earned from the Qixi Night Market is divided between the embroiderers and painters themselves." Hua Yifan said with a hint of respect.

, "Young master said, without the painters drawing embroidery pictures, without the embroiderers' superb embroidery skills, no matter how good the brocade cloth and embroidery threads are, they can't make gorgeous clothes. Therefore, on the Chinese Valentine's Day, the embroiderers are authorized to take the embroidery threads from the cloth shop.

, embroidering pictures for private work and selling them outside the shop in the name of a shop."

"Why?" Mei Changsu rubbed her fingers and blurted out in surprise, "Shouldn't it be forbidden for embroiderers to sell their private work? Why not only are they allowed to sell the purses they embroider, but they are not even charged the cost of selling silk threads?"

Hua Yifan smiled, stood up, bowed, and said, "Mr. Su, it's almost the second watch. Hua is exhausted and has to retire first. Mr. Su, please help yourself."

"Huh?" Mei Changsu was stunned, "Here you go again? Nails that are neither soft nor hard. How many times have you eaten them in the past few days?"

Before Mei Changsu could get up and return the gift, Hua Yifan had already walked to the door of the shop. After giving a few instructions to the three embroiderers outside the shop, he calmly left with the account books and ebony abacus under his arm.

What Mei Changsu didn't expect was that after Hua Yifan's footsteps completely disappeared at the entrance of the hall, Zhen Ping leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Master, according to the observation of my subordinates, there are more than four hundred silk threads in Buzhuang.

There are still more than a hundred kinds, but today there are only more than a hundred kinds for sale, and they are all based on the purses made by the embroiderer herself, and are not sold separately. The embroiderer is busy and seems to have made some private money, but in fact it is for Lin

The young master is giving a presentation."

"...!" Mei Changsu's hand holding the tea cup froze in mid-air, and after a while he said with uncertainty, "Zhen Ping, have you ever suffered this secret loss?"

Zhen Ping smiled awkwardly and did not directly answer Mei Changsu's words. After glancing at the busy embroiderer outside the door, he said in a volume that only Mei Changsu could hear: "Qixi Festival is the daughter's home showcasing the glory of her children.

In those days, most of the goods sold on the stalls were silk threads, and few people sold finished products. Mr. Lin was sure of this, so he didn't even charge the cost of the silk threads."

"...!" Mei Changsu nodded thoughtfully, glanced at Zhen Ping, and asked, "What did he ask you to sell?"

"We co-wrote various sections, and sold everything from lanterns, river lanterns to moxa balls, and candied haws. The silk threads sold by the embroidery girls today were also sold by Li Gang and I at the night market, pretending to be salesmen." Zhen Ping whispered.

It is precisely because of Zhen Ping's experience and careful nature that he can see that the embroidery thread on the embroiderer's hand is only a part of the hundreds of embroidery threads in the cloth shop.

"Did he take the money from the sale?" Mei Changsu put down the tea cup in his hand and couldn't help but rub his fingers.

"No, Mr. Lin informed us of the capital in advance and asked us to give him the capital and Li Gang and I keep the rest."

"...I didn't expect that Rabbit would still be generous!" Mei Changsu clicked his tongue and said reluctantly.

"Master, it's not as easy as you think." Recalling those unbearable days, Zhen Ping's expression began to become unnatural, "We need to eat all the goods he gives us, no matter how we sell them.

, the cost of the goods must be paid to him on the next day."

"...!" Mei Changsu's expression began to look unnatural, and he asked stiffly, "It's difficult?"

"At the beginning, I was not used to greeting tourists. I would only bargain with people when they stood in front of the stall. The result...!"

"Stop talking, I know!" After transforming from a soldier to a martial artist, what he needs to learn is not only his eyesight? There is also...

As Young Marshal Chiyan, it is his bounden duty to defend his family and country.

But as Mr. Jiang Zuo, keeping his subordinates well fed is the first priority.

He defends his home and country, and when the enemy comes, he defends his country. What he does is guard and defend.

He had a full stomach, but he was asked to take the initiative. He... couldn't wait for the Jiangzuo Chamber of Commerce gang to surrender, he needed to "take the initiative" to win the power and status he deserved.

"Sir, it's getting late, you should go back to your room and rest early!" Zhen Ping bowed.

"Okay!" He stood up and looked back at the busy embroiderers. Mei Changsu suddenly felt that those women had been "sold" by Lin Chen and were still counting money for him.

A gust of breeze blew by, and Mei Changsu shivered suddenly as he stepped into the backyard. He tried hard to recall every bit of his time with Lin Chen, and thought about each past event in detail.

Strangely, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, Mei Changsu couldn't help but say: "Zhen Ping, on the bright side, am I taking advantage of Lin Chen?"

"Young master, you give in to Mr. Lin at all times. Mr. Lin can't make trouble...!" Zhen Ping answered the question.

"But I always feel that he was still plotting against me, but I can't figure out where he was tricked." Mei Changsu frowned and kept rubbing his fingers, sweating.

"Young Master, the few accounts we have with Mr. Lin are clear and there are no problems." Zhen Ping, who was following Mei Changsu, said hurriedly.

"What he wants is not necessarily money." Mei Changsu sighed, "Look at today's embroiderer. On the surface, he has lost money, but Lin Chen has gained people's hearts and popularity...!"

"...Young master, are you saying that Mr. Lin is using us to achieve a certain purpose of his?" Zhen Ping said in shock, "What purpose does he have? It can't be...!"

"Don't panic, he's here for me!" Lin Chen competed with him overtly and secretly, and never tired of it.

And he should accompany him to the end.

It's great to have such a person by your side!

"Master." Zhen Ping stepped forward, leaned down beside Mei Changsu and whispered, "Xiao Qi is not asleep yet, he is watching us from the window."
To be continued...