As the saying goes, I am lucky if I gain something, and I am lucky if I lose something.
Although Chu Qianqiu didn't get the Buddhist beads from the Buddha and Demon, he didn't take it seriously.
He has a lot of wealth, and every item he takes out can be exchanged for many treasures.
For example, if you take out a [Sword of Virtue Carrying Materials] and trade elixirs with a large sect, you will have the opportunity to exchange it. If you really can't build a good relationship and steal a share.
He was able to steal the [Yulin Blood Fat] from the Yuanyang Sect in the beginning. In the future, if he is in urgent need of power, he can really find a way to steal precious elixirs from Guangming Temple, Longhu Sect, and Maha Temple. It is not impossible for him to do it.
Thinking of this, he said goodbye to the head of the Wang family and went to Fahua Temple.
Fahua Temple, Jingzenyuan
The pines here are still there and the cool breeze is blowing, just like when Chu Qianqiu left.
When the gatekeeper saw Chu Qianqiu, he immediately went to report it, but he waved his hand to stop him. Chu Qianqiu quietly went up the mountain and hid in the dark, secretly watching the three sisters of the Cui family busy working in the study.
As Qing Fen gathers gangsters and Qing Pi in various places to expand his territory, more and more information is gathered.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo Reading recently to catch up on books, change sources, and read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.]
Things that Cui Qingchun could handle alone in the past now require the joint efforts of the three sisters.
Intelligence work is often tedious and tedious. Selecting valuable intelligence from a large amount of messy information tests the patience and analytical skills of intelligence personnel.
"Sister, the Jubao Pavilion in town is still not open today."
"Wei Shu, who sells fried dough sticks and soy milk in town, said he saw someone from [Fuwei Escort Agency] come."
"I'm afraid Jubao Pavilion's withdrawal from Lingzhou is a foregone conclusion."
"There is also a group of extremely tyrannical bandits in Fengzhou. They call themselves [Black Wind Village]. Even the Wang family's caravan was killed, blocking the trade route from Lingzhou to Fengzhou."
"Perhaps it was connived by local powerful people."
Cui Qingxue, the second of the three Cui sisters, hurriedly came to report. Then the eldest sister Cui Qingchun stood up and pinched the second sister's face, and then said with a tigerish face:
"Qingxue, when writing a report, don't use words like maybe, maybe, maybe."
"The requirements of the mistress are very strict. She corrected more than ten mistakes in the information she sent last time, all of which were written by you."
"Don't do this next time."
Cui Qingxue muttered unhappily:
"Hmph, I think the mistress is deliberately making things difficult for others. If we become the young master's concubines, how dare she make things difficult for others like this?"
“It’s too much to write a few typos and have to type it back and rewrite it if the handwriting is not neat.”
"Whenever the young master comes back and I feel comfortable serving him, I will definitely file a complaint against the mistress."
"Qingxue!"
Cui Qingchun put down the charcoal pen in his hand and said extremely seriously:
"You have also read poetry books."
"A lay scholar from Xiangshan once wrote a poem: Don't live like a woman. A hundred years of joy and sorrow will come from others." (Note 1)
"The Cui family has fallen into decline. Do you think the three of us are still phoenixes on a golden branch?"
"Sister, but..."
Cui Qingxue's voice became much softer, and her face looked a little aggrieved.
As the eldest sister, Cui Qingchun couldn't help but touched the second sister's head and said softly:
"The mistress is the wife of the young master Ming Yuan, the adopted daughter of Liu Dutong, and the pearl of the army."
"Don't talk about it now, even when the Cui family is still alive, it will be a tie at best."
"We are not the Cui family of Yuzhou, but the Cui family of Linghu City, do you understand?"
"You have to be careful what you say and do."
Cui Qingxue pursed her lips, as if protesting her sister's statement.
"Here, there are no outsiders here."
"Second sister, have you made eldest sister angry again?"
"Sister, don't be angry. The second sister went to the young master's house and came back. She saw something and got hysteria."
Cui Qinghui, the youngest sister among the three, walked in quietly and saw the eldest sister teaching the second sister a lesson and said with a smile.
"Hmph, if you dare to speak ill of your sister, you will be beaten." Cui Qingxue pretended to be angry and tickled her third sister.
The two sides fought for a while before the eldest sister Cui Qingchun stopped them and asked:
"Qinghui, you just said that Qingxue went to the young master's house and saw something?"
"What else can there be?" Cui Qinghui has always been considered the smartest of the three sisters. When she heard the eldest sister's question, she opened her mouth.
"That time, my second sister and I sent the dossier to the mistress."
"What you walk into is a courtyard with three entrances and three exits. There are many servants and maids serving you, and there are also loyal old servants who serve you when you give an order."
"Second sister feels uncomfortable."
"Thinking about being a concubine myself, I became crazy."
Cui Qinghui smiled and said.
"I didn't." Cui Qingxue was about to retort, but when she saw the serious eyes of the eldest sister, she could only whisper:
"A little bit, the young master is not an ascetic monk. If so, if so..."
Cui Qingxue also blushed, lowered her head and continued to defend:
"Haven't you ever thought about it?"
"In the future we..."
"Qingxue." Cui Qingchun hugged her sister and said bitterly:
"Now that the young master is willing to let us do things instead of being like playthings, it is a great blessing."
"Second sister, why are you suffering?"
"I just, I just don't want to give in."
Cui Qingchun hugged her sister quietly and comforted her. Only Cui Qinghui watched quietly from the side. She didn't express too much sentimentality and just chanted the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha."
"Sister, those who are in love are like holding a torch and walking against the wind. They will surely burn their hands."
Hearing this Buddha's name, Cui Qingxue woke up from her sadness. The three of them reorganized the documents, as if they had never been sad before.
Cui Qinghui gave the information she compiled to her eldest sister, who then compiled it a second time and finally sent it to Huang Xiaoxiao.
"There is news from the south that Dajiang Gang has increased the price of freight, by nearly 30%."
"The Dajiang Gang's explanation for this is that the emperor's wedding was a big wedding, and Jiangzhou, Yuzhou and other places collected ships to transport tributes."
Cui Qingxue couldn't help but interjected:
"The emperor's wedding is so grand that even the ships in the south of the Yangtze River are not enough."
"Second sister, listen to me."
"There is a poet [Zai Lin] in Jiangzhou who wrote a poem: Jiangnan is not without lights. It uses all the fat to illuminate the capital." (Note 2)
"What a good poem." Cui Qingxue sighed while stroking her palms, but was given a blank look by her sister.
"This poem was sung all over the country, and the six gates thought it was meant to ridicule the emperor's wedding, so they imprisoned Zailin."
"But..." Before Cui Qinghui could finish her words, she heard a knock on the door. The three of them quickly drew their swords and were on high alert. The electric current contained in the three of them could be vaguely seen.
As a result, they looked outside and realized that Chu Qianqiu was here.
"Greetings to the young master."
The three Cui sisters quickly knelt down on one knee and said in unison.
"Everyone, get up."
Chu Qianqiu walked into the study room and was in the same room with the three girls. It was hard to imagine that the three vases given to him by his second uncle would adapt to intelligence work in such a short period of time and work effectively.
In short, both the money and the elixir were not wasted.
"You guys did a great job."
"I originally wanted to tell you good news, but I didn't expect to get good news."
"Young Master, have you heard everything?" Cui Qingxue's face turned red.
What did you just say?
"Young master, is there any good news?" Cui Qingchun quickly skipped the topic for her sister and asked about the good news.
"This is the good news." Chu Qianqiu pulled out his sword.
"The sword of virtue and virtue!" the three sisters said in unison.