Chapter 387: Organization
When I returned to the small courtyard, it was already dark.
The dinner table was filled with food, but it was not cooked by Tang Jiao. When Fu Qingzhou came back, she had not returned, and neither had Qiu Chan.
Yuan Ziping bought these dishes from Baishi Street... At the table, Zhu Mei lowered her head and struggled to learn how to use chopsticks.
"Master."
Seeing Fu Qingzhou's return, Yuan Ziping quickly stood up from the table and saluted: "You are back."
Fu Qingzhou looked at the coachman, then at Zhu Mei, smiled, and nodded. .
"Where are Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao?"
As he walked in, he asked: "They haven't come back yet?"
"Miss Qiu Chan was halfway there She did come back once," Yuan Ziping responded: "But she came back to see you, and when you were not there, she left again."
Fu Qingzhou nodded, didn't ask any more questions, sat down at the table, looked at the dishes on the table, and said with a smile: "Let's wait until they come back to eat... This dish won't be cold, right?"
" It's okay, young master, just be warm." Yuan Ziping said softly.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Fu Qingzhou smiled at him: "I said you were a coachman, but in the end you had to do everything, so I have to give you a little increase in salary."
"Young masters and ladies have extraordinary status, and what they do cannot be easily revealed to others. Since you don't have to hire more maids and servants, I naturally have to do more of them." Yuan Ziping laughed: "Young master is willing to increase his salary, that's really great. However.”
"Why can't you show it to others easily?"
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "We are upright, we have neither stolen nor cheated, so what are we afraid of? Aren't we worried about those killers? Wait for Wu Yan After the matter is over, you will take my money and invite some people to come back."
Yuan Ziping was startled and then responded.
At this moment, the gate of the small courtyard was pushed open.
"Haah - hey, you damn thief, are you back?"
Qiu Chan stretched and yawned and walked in: "You have been going to Mingjiang Pavilion for so long. I can't find you. I am exhausted."
Fu Qingzhou turned to look at her: "Where have you been?"
"Of course you have met my senior sisters~"
Qiu Chan looked a little tired: "They arrived in the capital earlier than us, and they have already done this I did some investigation."
Fu Qingzhou looked stern: "What do you say?"
"What's the rush? I'll eat something first." As she spoke, Qiu Chan sat down at the table, picked up her chopsticks, and reached for the dishes on the table.
“No!”
At this moment, Zhu Mei suddenly shouted: “We can’t eat if there are not all of us!”
Qiu Chan was killed by her He was startled, and then threw down his chopsticks in boredom: "Oh, what's going on..."
"Miss Qiuchan, there are some pastries here, you should deal with them first." At this time, Yuan Ziping had realized what was going on. Di took out a box of pastries from nowhere and handed it to her: "I just bought it from Zhenxiu Pavilion today."
When Qiu Chan saw it, she immediately beamed: "Oh, the cakes from Zhenxiuge! I have heard from Sister Tang Jiao many times, and I can finally eat them! Thank you, Lao Yuan!"
Yuan Ziping laughed. : "The young lady is having an affair."
Seeing her happily grabbing the pastry and eating it, Fu Qingzhou asked helplessly: "Can we talk about it? What happened to Li Qing?"
< br>"Um... not so much."
Qiu Chan stuffed pastry in her cheeks and said vaguely: "Recently...well, I haven't seen it in Jinchan Temple...wait for me to swallow it. , Well, I swallowed it. Recently, I haven’t seen anyone similar to Li Qing in Jinchan Temple.”
Fu Qingzhou frowned slightly.
"However, there is something worth noting."
After Qiuchan Gulu Gulu took a sip of tea, he continued: "That Hui Xin has not returned to the temple for a long time."
< br>Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.
“I know what you’re going to ask.”
Qiu Chan continued: "Dan Huixin is the third-ranked master in Jinchan Temple. Almost no one can inquire about his whereabouts, and my fellow apprentices and sisters can't inquire about it."
As she said that, she caught up again. A piece of pastry was thrown into his mouth.
Fu Qingzhou sighed lightly: "It seems that I still have to go find Yuan Zhen."
Qiu Chan glanced at him, said nothing, and slowly swallowed Pastry in mouth.
Then... she said leisurely: "But we can find a way to know where Huixin will appear next."
Fu Qingzhou's eyes widened. "What are you doing? I told you to eat something and talk to you later. Are you in a hurry? I urged you before I finished eating."
Qiu Chan turned pale in a charming way. He glanced at it and said leisurely: "That's why, I went out again later."
"Are you full now?" Fu Qingzhou asked resentfully.
Qiu Chan smiled and said: "I am definitely not full when I am full, but I am not hungry anymore~ Look at your pitiful appearance, let me tell you."
She blinked and said: "A senior sister and I visited a Taoist temple in the capital. They are vassals of our Ziqi Immortal Wind Temple. From there, we confirmed one thing - there is a noble concubine in the palace who can be regarded as my teacher." Uncle."
Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "Oh?"
"You don't have to worry about anything else. You just need to know that as long as you can contact her, you can probably know one thing. "
Qiu Chan's eyes became profound: "Every year during the Cold Prayer Festival, many Buddhist harem concubines will go to Jinchan Temple to pray, and many of them will get to know the eminent monks in the temple. We can pass that person. Uncle Master, ask around in the palace to know if Huixin will appear at Jinchan Temple."
As Fu Qingzhou listened, the light that had just lit up in his eyes dimmed again.
This matter... I have to say that it is reliable. I can only say that it is still a bit difficult to handle.
He knows that the Cold Prayer Festival is a traditional festival in this world. The origin is an ancient allusion. It is said that countless years ago, the world was extremely cold, snow fell in June, crops fell down, and rivers froze. People all over the world were in dire straits. , then a powerful practitioner named "Han Yun" appeared. He prayed to God and was willing to use his years of hard work in exchange for God's mercy.
After that, he flew into the sky, plunged into the thin clouds, and finally turned into smoke and dust. However, God was also touched by his sincerity, and finally moved to see the sun, stopping the heavy snow, and the snow melted in a moment. , countless green grass sprouts sprouted on the earth.
The day when Hanyun sacrificed himself was also called the Cold Prayer Festival. People often prayed on this day for good weather in the coming year.
"The Cold Prayer Festival is in mid-October, there will still be some time..."
Fu Qingzhou murmured: "Not to mention that it is difficult to determine whether Huixin has returned to Jinchan Temple in this way, even if he comes back, what can we do?"
Looking at his appearance, Qiu Chan suddenly puffed out. A smile.
“What’s wrong?”
Fu Qingzhou was confused.
"You went to Mingjiange today, maybe you have a lot of things on your mind?" Qiu Chan asked with a smile: "Are you a little dizzy?"
Seeing her like this, Fu Qingzhou knew that this little girl had another idea.
So he quickly clasped his fists and begged for mercy: "Qiu Nuxia, you are as smart as ice and snow, and your spiritual roots are as strong as the sky. If you have any magical powers, please use them as soon as possible. I can wait for you."
" My aunt doesn't have any magical powers~" Qiu Chan said with a smile: "But my aunt still remembers what you said when you planned to deal with Fanyin Temple."
Fu Qingzhou was startled and gradually recalled something: "You said, the master came out. , not necessarily famous?”
“Not bad.”
Qiu Chan nodded and said: "Li Qing is missing, and Huixin was not at Jinchan Temple during this period. He was probably the one who did this. At least, he knows what happened."
" You said that Master Huikong has wanted to deal with him for a long time, but he just struggled with the lack of evidence. Now, as long as we can capture Huixin, can't we get all the evidence from him? "
Fu Qingzhou blinked. Blink: "Hold... Hui Xin?"
"What?"
Qiu Chan raised her eyebrows: "You look down on the ability of our Purple Air Immortal Wind Viewer?"
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Fu Qingzhou smiled: "Very good, you are finally going to take action."
"Being able to accomplish this is a huge blow to Jin Chan Temple. It is also a way to do justice for heaven and promote our sect. "The power of the door." Qiu Chan said with a smile: "We are happy to do it~"
"It's settled"
Fu Qingzhou nodded and said: "It's just that you want to do it." How to contact the nobleman in the palace?”
“I don’t know.” Qiu Chan waved her hands and said, “I can’t enter the palace either.”
Fu Qingzhou covered his face.
But soon, he put down his hand and said helplessly: "Okay, I should be able to enter the imperial city in a while. Let's give it a try then. You guys should work harder during this time and see. Are there any other clues or ways?”
At this moment, the door of the small courtyard was pushed open again.
Tang Jiao, you are back.
Faced with the inquiring looks of several people in the courtyard, she smiled helplessly: "Brother, I...can't find the uncle who sent me away from Beijing."
Fu Qingzhou smiled softly: "It doesn't matter, we can't rush this. We have a lot to do now... let's eat first."
"Oh! Eat! Eat!" Zhu Mei became happy, Cheers loudly.
(End of this chapter)