Song Xin originally thought that those who hit the Three Saints Cult would definitely retaliate, but to his surprise, the next few days were uneventful.
Because he still had the task of guarding Cao Chong, Song Xin had to stay there for three days before returning home once he went to the Prime Minister's Mansion. This made Zhou Wenzhi seem a little dissatisfied. Although he was also an attendant, he could not live in the Prime Minister's Mansion and had to leave when the time came. Obviously, Cao Cao valued and trusted Song Xin more.
On the first day off, Xia Ren drove a carriage to the Prime Minister's Mansion to pick him up. Song Xin thought of buying jewelry for her sister, so she asked Xia Ren to drive to Dongshi.
No one from the Three Saints Sect came out to patrol the streets today, everything was calm, and all kinds of shops took this opportunity to shout hard, hoping to make more money.
Song Xin walked into the jewelry store that day again. As soon as the shopkeeper saw Song Xin, his face immediately became uncomfortable, and he even forgot the businessman's rule of greeting customers with a smile. Song Xin saw that he was a little hesitant and thought it was because of lingering fears about what happened that day.
The shopkeeper asked: "Brother, do you still want that piece of jewelry from that day?"
"Yes, I wonder if it is still available now?"
"Well, to be honest, little brother, they took away the piece of jewelry, and they finally gave me fifteen dollars."
After hearing this, Song Xin felt a little helpless and said with regret, "Those people are really unreasonable."
"Oh, that's not true... They come to the city once a month, and the shops here are like seeing robbers." The shopkeeper complained in a weak voice.
Song Xin smiled and said, "Then bring me another one. I might buy a few more today."
At this time, the shopkeeper's face looked a little better and he took out a plate with a dazzling array of silver hairpins on it. Song Xin looked at it for a while and picked out three favorites, and also wanted to pick out a bracelet.
But the shopkeeper said with a troubled expression: "To make bracelets, you need to measure the size of your wrist, and now all the inventory in our store has been taken away by them. How about this, I tell you a place, and I will come to my door to choose for you in person some other time. How about this? ?”
Song Xin thought this was fine, "If I'm not here, just let my sister choose."
The shopkeeper agreed repeatedly and wrote down Song Xin’s address.
Song Xin held up three pieces of Zhu Chai and said, "How much are these three pieces in total? Calculate it for me."
"It's four hundred and fifty dollars in total, so I'll charge you four hundred dollars."
Song Xin didn't say anything more, paid the money and left the shop. But as soon as he got on the bus, a person not far away stared at him. After seeing the carriage go away, he walked into the shop. When the shopkeeper saw him, he trembled and his eyelids began to twitch.
The man stared at the shopkeeper as soon as he came in, "Did you ask?"
"Asked, asked."
The man chuckled, reached out and patted the shopkeeper's cheek, and said proudly: "Well, you are really obedient, and you easily found out where that kid's home is."
Even with such humiliation, the shopkeeper didn't dare to say anything and just laughed with him.
Before the man left, he saw the money Song Xin had just bought for jewelry on the table and put it into his sleeve. "This money will be regarded as your filial piety. From now on, as long as you report it to me, the Three Saints Sect, no one will dare to look for it." Your trouble."
The shopkeeper felt his heart bleed. Today's business was in vain again...
"Isn't it just you, the Three Saints Sect, who are causing trouble..." The shopkeeper dared to murmur in a low voice after seeing the man leaving.
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"Dong dong dong." Half a day later, there was a knock on the door in the Song family's courtyard.
When Xia Ren opened the door, he saw a group of people wearing the clothes of the Three Saints Cult, which made him tremble with fear.
But the person at the door had a smile on his face, "Is this Mr. Song's house?"
Xia Ren said: "Yes...yes."
The man nodded and said, "I came here today to congratulate you."
"Congratulations?" Xia Ren became even more confused upon hearing this, not knowing what these people were planning.
Song Xinzheng was talking to Xiaoyu. When he heard the noise outside, he came out and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Well, Mr. Song. We are the envoys of the Three Saints Sect." When several people saw Song Xin, they bowed to him with great respect.
Song Xin casually cupped his hands, and then asked: "Evangelist? What do you do?"
The man was obviously a little angry at Song Xin's disrespect, but he still suppressed it and said with a smile: "The saint girl I teach received an oracle from heaven yesterday, saying that there is a young master named Song in this city, who is the ruler of heaven and earth. A man created by wisdom and beauty. After being guided, I found out that you are Mr. Song."
Song Xin felt a chill and said, "Oh, I understand, is everything okay?"
The messenger wanted to say another set of fancy words to deceive people, but Song Xin's words made him hold back what he wanted to say.
"Uncle Xia, close the door." Song Xin ordered. Xia Ren was about to close the door, but the messenger blocked the door and glared at Xia Ren with a vicious look, who subconsciously took a step back.
"Young Master is too impatient. I haven't finished speaking yet."
Song Xin shook her head and said impatiently: "Okay, then tell me quickly and I'll listen."
The evangelist took out a piece of paper and began to read stumblingly, "The Three Saints Divine Religion is edicted to heaven. Song Xin of Xicheng, who knows books and rituals, is smart and agile, was chosen by heaven..."
"Okay, okay, what do you want to say? Just say it quickly and leave as soon as you finish." Song Xin felt goosebumps all over her body after hearing this and quickly interrupted him.
The messenger's face suddenly became a bit ugly and he said: "This is an oracle. It's better for you to listen quietly. After receiving the oracle, you have to burn it and drink it with rice wine, otherwise you will be punished by God. Drink it." From now on, it will be us from the Three Saints Sect. So the villain is also here to congratulate you."
Song Xincai didn't believe this bird oracle and said, "People from the Three Saints Sect? I mean, you can't do this to recruit people into the religion, right? Don't you ask people what they think?"
The messenger said: "This is an oracle, it is the will of God. Do you want to disobey God, sir?"
This set of words may have been effective for the ancients, but for modern time-travelers like Song Xin, it was like a joke. At the same time, he was also surprised by the crude methods used by cults at this time to recruit people into their ranks, which were far from the so-called masters of later generations.
"Oh, how do I know that this must be what God meant? Why don't you ask him to send me a message directly?" Song Xin deliberately teased.
Unexpectedly, the emissary actually said seriously: "God sends messages through the saint of my teaching, and even the leader must obey the instructions and arrangements of the saint."
"I don't believe any of your oracles, please leave." Song Xin issued an eviction order.
Who knew that the messenger would not give up and said: "Song Gong, do you dare not to accept the oracle of our religion? Do you know the consequences of not accepting the oracle?"
Song Xin smiled secretly, as expected, it was so soft that it became hard.
"I don't want to join your Three Saints Religion, and I'm not a naturally chosen person. You'd better leave."
"If you don't obey the oracle, maybe fire will fall from the sky at night. Aren't you afraid?" the messenger said with a threatening tone.
"Oh, sky fire..." Song Xin suddenly looked stern, "If there is a trace of fire falling on my house in the future, I will kill you first, get out!"
"You!" The evangelist never expected that Song Xin would suddenly turn against him. When he went to deliver edicts, no one would have the guts to treat him with such an attitude. Not only would he not be allowed in, but he would also be told to get out.
"Okay, in that case, just wait for God's punishment!" The messenger cursed and led the people away.
"A bunch of flies." Song Xin stepped forward and closed the door. Xia Ren said behind him, "Sir, they won't... won't take revenge, right?"
"Uncle Xia, don't be afraid. If those stupid idiots dare to take revenge, I will make them look good!"
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"Useless thing! You can't handle such a small thing!" An hour later, in the lair of the Three Saints Sect, the Three Saints cursed angrily. At this time, she was no longer as elegant and holy as she was before in Dongshi.
The envoy who went to Song Xin's house but returned without success was so frightened that he lay on the ground, trembling and not daring to say a word.
The three saintly girls turned pale, feeling angry that Song Xin dared not accept her oracle, and angry that her subordinates were not doing things well. He grabbed a tea bowl and poured the scalding hot water inside directly. Although the messenger's neck was blistered due to the scalding, he still remained obedient and did not dare to say a word. The three saints looked at him as if they were satisfied, and said: "I will spare you the punishment of the staff today. You can go again tomorrow and bring him back to me!"
"Yes, yes, I obey." The messenger quickly knelt down to thank him.
The Three Saints glared at him, "You'll be saying yes, yes, yes all day long, what else can you do, get out!"
The messenger got up and walked outside with his head lowered, as if he had been granted amnesty. He was afraid that this moody woman would call him back again and give him a beating.
At this time, Li Yiping, a newly promoted sage, came over and comforted her softly while bringing her tea and water. The three saints said angrily to the kneeling people: "You guys, please listen to me and go again another day. If you still can't bring him back, don't come back either."
The evangelist and the white-robed disciples looked at each other, speechless. Li Yiping's face sank and he shouted: "Why, can't you hear what the three saints said?"
"Holy girl, Master Li, it's not that a villain can't do it, it's just because that kid doesn't have enough oil and salt to get in. No matter what we say, it won't work. If we could use force, he would have been captured by us long ago."
After hearing this, the Three Saints said calmly: "Use some means if necessary, as long as you can bring him back."
Li Yiping immediately said: "Did you all hear it? How I usually teach you is to use means when it is necessary."
A few people nodded hurriedly.
One day later, a group of people from the Three Saints Sect came to Song Xin's house again. This time they were not polite and kicked the door open, and a group of followers poured in.
Xia Ren heard the noise and hurried to stop it, only to find that the messenger from yesterday was back. This time they were not as polite as before but had a menacing look on their faces. Seeing Xia Ren blocking him, a member of the congregation raised his hand and punched the old servant in the corner of the eye. Xia Ren screamed and fell to the ground, his face suddenly turning blue.
"Old guy, where is your master?" The messenger pointed at Xia Ren and asked sharply.
"Going out...going out..."
"When are you coming back?!"
"In three days..."
"Three days later? Great!" The man laughed ferociously and said to the man behind him: "Move the things in! We will live here tonight!"
"Live here? This is..." Xia Ren was about to say that Song Xin was an attendant of Young Master Cao Chong, but the messenger didn't give him a chance. He slapped Xia Ren on the cheek and scolded: "This is your house. , the Three Saints Recruited!"
Song Xin's family was also driven into the courtyard. Liu Ling said unconvinced, "Do you know whose home this is?"
When the envoy saw that there were two beautiful girls in the Song family, he suddenly felt evil thoughts and said: "We dare not requisition anything in Xudu City except the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Imperial Palace. We have requisitioned your shabby house. What are you doing?" How can it be done?"
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