Su Jiuzhou smiled and said: "It is easy to deal with them, but the hunting ground has become increasingly short of people recently, and many people are complaining to my subordinates in several places. So I thought, if these three people are obedient and sensible, they might as well make use of them."
The little King of Hell fell silent.
The organization has trained many useful manpower over the years, but has suffered serious losses in recent years.
Most of the good soldiers scattered in the Zhao Kingdom died in the hands of Gu Fenglin. The remaining ones followed the Emperor of Qi on the expedition and were lost in the war.
Most of the people in the hunting grounds are unruly and unskilled, and because there are too many places that need money recently, hunting bureaus are being organized one after another, and the number of manpower has plummeted.
Su Jiuzhou glanced at her expression secretly and said: "One more thing, there are reports from various places that business has become increasingly difficult to do recently. After a survey, they all said that there is a lack of new ideas, not exciting enough, and you can't get practical results after spending money."
the benefits of."
In fact, the hunting bureau has been fully launched, it has lost its mystery and high-end, and the money collected is too much, so it can no longer attract people.
The Little King of Hell was silent for a moment and said: "Then let's do it this way. Tell them to think of their own ideas seriously, otherwise if it is useless, it will be removed sooner or later. Don't cry to me then."
"Yes." Su Jiuzhou presented the tray: "These are the items collected from the three Zou sisters."
On the tray were several exquisitely shaped arm crossbows, and several tubes of poison needles with firing mechanisms. In addition, there were two long knives, a dagger, a short sword, several wound medicines, and hairpins for women.
Something like rouge.
The Little King of Hell looked at it for a while and said: "This arm crossbow and syringe are somewhat interesting. They look like the items sold by Huanhualou in the Zhao Kingdom in the past, but they are not the same. They are also made in the standard of our Qi army.
The traces are in there. Find out where it came from."
As for other weapons and wound medicine, they are ordinary and not worth mentioning.
Su Jiuzhou smiled and said: "My subordinates have already asked about it. I heard that when they passed through Guning City, Zou Huiniang encouraged Tan Ji to spend a lot of money to buy it."
Horse thieves are infested in Guning City, and the three forces of Qi, Zhao, and Wu and Kun are complicated. It is not surprising that there are these things.
The Little King of Hell waved his hand, and Su Jiuzhou lowered his head and stepped back, leaving the arrangements alone.
A beautiful maid wearing a Hunan-colored dress walked in and whispered: "Madam, there is news from Biyun Palace that the number A situation has recurred."
The little King of Hell looked solemn, took a green gauze curtain and put it on from head to toe, went out and got on the carriage, heading to the northeast corner of the capital.
The carriage drove into the small street full of incense, candles, paper money, and went directly into Biyun Palace.
The incense in Biyun Palace is flourishing, and there are pilgrims everywhere who are looking for something.
Little Yama and his party avoided the pilgrims and went straight to the depths of Biyun Palace.
Within several levels of Taoist gates, there is a cave.
The small courtyard is exquisite and gorgeous, and looks like a monastery for entertaining distinguished guests.
Going inside, there is a small door, and then entering, there is a bluestone ramp that winds downward.
The little King of Hell took off his curtain and walked along the road, but saw that the road was winding, lights were shining everywhere, and the doors and windows of countless houses were shining darkly in the firelight.
There is another corner that is cold and dark, like hell on earth.
There are many people coming and going, each performing their duties, and it is busy but not chaotic.
It turned out to be a busy underground palace.
As Little Hell walked along, passers-by saluted and greeted her, but she turned a blind eye and walked directly into a room in the middle.
In the house, several people sat together under the lamp, noisy and turned pale, and no one would give in to the other.
In a corner not far away, an old man with white hair and beard was dozing off against the wall with his arms folded, sleeping very soundly.
It was the medical elder who was captured by the Qi people.