Although she was ready to make a move, they only had a spring reward coin in total. Although Yu Wensheng handed it over to her, she could not make the decision easily on her own. She had to seek advice from Yu Wensheng.
As soon as she left the booth, a group of people came from the other side.
Led by the abbot of Wujue Temple, a group of brightly dressed people were welcomed by the crowd.
The abbot of Wujue Temple was wearing a low-key mantle. His face was kind and otherworldly, and he was walking with a man in a blue robe.
Being able to walk side by side with the host of Wujue Temple, and when the two were talking, the host unconsciously tilted his head to listen, nodded with a smile, and raised his hands, showing an attitude of respect and catering.
Needless to say, this person's identity is definitely not simple.
But it is difficult for them to tell whether it is the leader of the craftsmen they have been waiting for for a long time - Gong Jiruo.
After all, Gongshu was not the one who hosted secular affairs in the past. This Gongshu only came to take over the ceremony of the Jichun Craftsmen Guild this year and participate in it.
Behind them are master craftsmen from the craftsman families of the seven countries.
These master craftsmen no longer look young. Some have gray hair or dark skin. Most of them have old and stern faces, and there is a sharp energy all over their bodies.
Although these great craftsmen here do not include all the elites in the upper class of the entire craftsman circle, there are still quite a few here, which is enough to make their colleagues very excited and happy when they see them.
People around him admired the joy and came forward to greet him one after another, but they still politely kept a certain distance.
A group of them passed by, showed up together, greeted the people participating in the "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild", and then dispersed.
Seeing that it was no longer a formal occasion, some people couldn't help but come forward to discuss their experiences. Some people held their works in hand and asked for comments. Some people expressed their excitement as enthusiastically as if they were meeting their idols...
If Zheng Quchi were here, he would probably join in the fun.
But now, she ran to the bamboo forest to find her lonely husband who was resting alone.
The sound of bamboo rustled, and the ancient pavilion faced the wind on all sides. There was a thin layer of green gauze on it. The gauze was like green smoke, undulating in the wind.
When she found Yu Wensheng's location, she saw that he was killing someone in such a beautiful place...? ! .q.
She was surprised. Before her mind could turn around, she had already shouted: "Keep my men alive!"
Just as he was about to break an assassin's neck like an ant, Yu Wensheng heard Zheng Quchi's stop.
He frowned slightly, rolled his eyes, and the strength in his hand unconsciously relaxed.
The masked "assassin" huddled up in a ball and coughed so hard that he coughed up blood. He lay helplessly on the ground and didn't move for a long time.
Zheng Quchi swung his legs and ran over as if he had stepped on a hot wheel.
Yu Wensheng thought that if she ran by, she would definitely ask him why he killed someone, but he didn't expect that the first thing she said when she came over was: "Are you okay?"
Although what she saw was Yu Wensheng killing people, when Yu Wensheng was not sick, others would usually not mess with him, and he would not kill people just because he was an antisocial personality.
First of all, I would like to greet Yu Wensheng. She still understands the difference between closeness and distance.
"……fine."
He looked a little calmer.
After Zheng Quchi saw that he was fine, he said in a good voice: "General, let's discuss this. This is a temple. If we kill people in a place like this and are found out, will we be disqualified from the competition?"
Yu Wensheng answered readily: "Yes."
Zheng Quchi was stunned by his "meeting".
She thought he was just confused for a moment, but she didn't expect that he was doing it knowingly.
Now that you know it, why don't you do it without hesitation?
The roar almost came out of his lungs.
But fortunately, her cowardice suppressed her arrogance. She struggled to maintain a friendly tone and said: "We traveled across the country to join the Jichun Craftsmen's Union. Not only was it very hard, but it also took a lot of manpower. If the material resources and energy are disqualified like this,
It's a bit unworthy to be driven back in despair, isn't it? "
Yu Wensheng smiled softly at her: "No one will find out. You don't have to think too much. I will handle these matters. You can join your Jichun Craftsmen Guild with peace of mind."
Seeing his skillful attitude towards killing people and burying corpses, Zheng Quchi even doubted whether he was making too much of a fuss.
"Do you often encounter assassins?"
Speaking of which, the Mo family had sent Qiu to ambush and assassinate her once before. In the main army tent of the camp, she also saw him execute an assassin. Now there was another assassin, as well as those sneaky people who were plotting in the dark. …
There are endless assassins, spies, enemies with evil intentions, political opponents who stabbed him in the back, and the King of Ye who stole food and fodder from his military camp. He is surrounded by these people all year round. No wonder he lives so violently and bloodthirsty...
Yu Wensheng saw her brows furrowed and her eyes fixed in the void, thinking that what just happened had frightened her.
He deliberately led the person in the dark to this remote place, but he did not expect that Zheng Quchi would come over at this time. When she came, the secret guard could not take action or show his face, so he could only let it go.
"Don't be afraid, this time it was an accident. I will never let them disturb you in the future."
"I'm not afraid..."
Zheng Quchi saw that he had gone astray, but she didn't know how to explain it for a moment.
Although she has been an ordinary citizen for more than 20 years, she has experienced life and death several times recently, and she is no longer the one who would vomit when seeing corpses.
What she reflected on was that she had always been afraid of the treacherous and cruel Yu Wensheng in her heart, and at the same time she used Yu Wensheng as an "iron wall" to protect herself and her family, letting him protect them from the "violent storm" outside.
Before, she had just felt that he was not really made of copper and iron, but that he was also a human being who could bleed, be injured, and feel pain.
Now, she discovered that behind the scenes that others could not see, he really endured a lot and carried a lot.
Thinking of this, she lost all her arrogance and scratched her hair: "I don't understand the situation you are in, so I have no right to interfere with your decision. I just shouted stop rashly because I just felt that you were a little bit guilty of executing assassins in other people's temples. It’s taboo to invade other people’s territory.”
People can't really have no taboos in their hearts.
Yu Wensheng stretched out a jade-white finger and gently rubbed her cheek: "What you said makes sense. I have never believed in God or Buddhism, but I...depend on you."
He waved his hand, and a man in black appeared and took away the assassin on the ground.
Before leaving, he specially sprinkled the blood stains on the ground with a kind of powder, rubbed it with the soles of his feet, and then carried the people away after confirming that nothing unusual was seen around them.
Zheng Quchi covered his little face that had been smeared, and his attention was immediately attracted to the man in black.
What is professionalism?
This is it!
Act quickly and decisively, doubling work efficiency. Could this be the legendary... secret guard?
In the world of Yu Wensheng and others, Zheng Quchi belongs to the category of blind people and elephants. Fortunately, she is a science student, not an emotional and sensitive liberal arts student. She has no extra thought and time to feel about human nature and worry about the past.
She looked at everything from a rational perspective and looked at some corners here and there, but just these few things made her feel bloody and full of crises.
She reminded herself again and again that this was not her original world. There were no police to maintain public order, nor was it a peaceful world with a very low crime rate.
Wars, chaos, conspiracies, and many more whirlpool crises that she could never imagine were gradually fermenting and approaching.
She patted her cheek, cheered up, raised her face and said, "Ah, by the way, I came to you to tell you that the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild has started. Do you want to come with me to take a look? Is there anything you're interested in, and who should we invest our spring bounty money in?"
Yu Wensheng's gaze passed over her hair, flickering for a moment, and then retracted as if nothing had happened: "You don't want to join your own dragon carriage?"
"Need not."
She said in a good mood: "I am confident that I will definitely be shortlisted. Besides, if no one really appreciates it, what's the difference between one more and one less?"
Yu Wensheng pondered for a moment and said, "You go and see it with Mu Gaoyi and the others. I don't fancy anything. It's up to you to decide on this spring reward coin."
What did he mean not to go with her?
Obviously before, he also said that he would ask her to never leave his body. Although she did not agree, now, from the moment he entered this Wujue Temple, it seemed that he was deliberately distancing himself from her?
She was a little confused about what he was thinking, but since he refused, she didn't force it: "Okay, let's start over there, I'll go there now."
After Zheng Quchi left, Yu Wensheng sat down in the pavilion again. He took off his gloves and played with a tea cup with his five fingers. The tea was newly brewed in the cup. As the cup swayed, the blue waves rippled and the water rippled.
"If the public loses...it's useless to play this kind of trick with me. The game between you and me has just begun."
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Returning to the venue, Zheng Quchi did not go shopping for the exquisite works of art on the archaeological shelves, but went to the large equipment venue to view them.
As she walked and walked, there were people everywhere, but she found that there were so many people in one seat, and it was obviously packed to the brim, but there were still people trying to squeeze in, so she had to get closer to take a closer look.
This moment aroused her curiosity, and she followed the crowd.
"Brother, what's in front of you?"
She casually asked a person who had been parked nearby for a long time.
The man looked inward, was tapped on the shoulder, and looked back at her.
"I didn't know that after waiting for so long, these people are still standing around and watching, and they don't even want to disperse. I haven't even squeezed in yet!"
Oh, upon hearing this, Zheng Quchi became even more excited.
"Really? Are you looking at something rare or a treasure?"
"Maybe it's really a rarity. I saw earlier that many businessmen had already invested money in the spring bounty. The remaining people were hesitant because they weren't sure whether it was as good as their craftsmen said. .”
"What kind of handicraft is this? No, I have to squeeze in and take a look."
Zheng Quchi felt itchy after hearing this, and started to exert force towards the crowd. She was strong, and she would definitely be able to squeeze through the wall of people.
But at this time, Runtu behind her grabbed her shoulders and stopped her recklessness.
"Don't drag me, I want to go in and take a look!"
Runtu's usually cold expression was now a little helpless: "You really didn't recognize this place. Who occupied it for the exhibition?"
After Zheng Quchi said this, he felt a little familiar: "The venues around here are all very similar. When there are more people, I..."
Suddenly, she put her feet up and looked around, and heard Runtu suddenly shouting loudly: "Mu Gaoyi, Shi Hetong, come out quickly to pick up Ah Qing!"
And this sound was quite loud. Except for Mu Gaoyi and the others who were surrounded in the inner circle, the people surrounding them all turned their heads in surprise and looked at Runtu and Zheng Quchi.
But this frozen sight did not last long. Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong came out. When they saw Zheng Quchi, his eyes looked like they were drunk. Tao Taoran's face was so red that it shone brightly.
"Aqing, come quickly!"
"Our Panlong Carriage has received a lot of spring reward coins. Come and count them..."
Zheng Quchi laughed awkwardly: "So it's ours."
At this time, the people around her suddenly became excited. They evacuated from the Panlong carriage and surrounded her.
They were all talking, just like reporters holding a microphone to interview, and they quickly bombarded Zheng Quchi with questions one after another.
"Master craftsman, did you design and build this carriage?"
"Yes, I just asked those two people. They said it was designed by a person named A Qing. Are you A Qing?"
"Are you craftsmen from Ye State? Still
Are you saying that you are just the craftsmen who were discovered by Ye State with a lot of money? I really don't believe that people in Ye State can still have such craftsmanship. "
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There is a tea room in "Mo Tan Xuan" of Wu Jue Temple that can be called "excellent" in terms of craftsmanship and labor cost. The host of Wu Jue Temple is making tea for Gongshu Jiruo.
"Where did you go after you changed into a novice monk's robe just now?" Gongshu Jiruo asked him.
The host was very particular about the Kung Fu tea he made. When the tea was clear and the tea soup was light yellow-green, pure and fragrant, he poured a cup for Gongshu Jiruo.
"Go and meet the unfathomable Yu Wensheng you talk about."
"See you?"
"Yes, I saw it. You said, the Buddha said that if you put down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha immediately. I wonder if the Buddha can cross a living hell like him?"
Gongshu Jiruo stared at the tea soup in the thin white porcelain cup and said in a very cold voice: "Instead of crossing over, it is better to kill the demon."
The host raised his eyes and looked at him: "Ji Ruo, you have been very angry recently, but what happened to you?"
Gongshu remained silent and didn't answer for a while.
Seeing that he had something on his mind that he couldn't share with outsiders, the host did not force himself and changed the subject: "Let me tell you something. I just met a very interesting person."
"The person who can make you talk must be extraordinary."
"He is a person who has a predestined relationship with Buddha."
"Is it destined to you?"
"He is also destined to me. This person's temperament and understanding are very suitable for the poor monk. It's a pity... he is Yu Wensheng's man." He felt a little regretful.
When Gongshu Jiruo heard the name "Yu Wensheng", he felt like something was stuck in his throat. He lightly opened his thin lips and said, "It's him again. Tell me, why does he like to occupy what others like?"
The host sighed: "Everyone likes good things, but if you do, you are possessed."
Gongshu Jiruo didn't care at all about the host's warning, he whispered softly: "Yes, everyone likes good things. If there is only one thing in the world, then we shouldn't give up easily."
