Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 324: There is no hope. Please burn more paper money for them.
Liangyuan area.

The residence of Prajna Zen Forest.

There are tall jade steles in the forest, each of which represents that there was once a powerful innate realm master who practiced in seclusion here.

In the center, on top of a five-story pagoda, a tall monk wearing a gray monk's robe, who looks to be no more than fifty years old, has his hands lowered, holding a rotating Buddhist bead.

Even though his expression was calm, the solemnity he exuded made the people who were bowing in front of him dare not look up.

The strongest person in Liangyuan Domain, a Buddhist cultivator at the Dragon Elephant Realm, and a Zen Master.

This person who was able to preside over the Prajna Zen Temple for a hundred years was not only well versed in Buddhism, but also decisive in killing.

"So, the commander of the three Qin military garrisons has already entered our Liangyuan Territory and declared war on us?"

Master Chanxin looked at the mountains and fields outside the tower and spoke softly.

"Yes, my master has sent an urgent message. We are already dealing with the caravan in Qin and have cut off all the ties. Now it depends on Liang Yuanyu." The black-robed old man standing in front of Master Chanxin spoke in a low voice.

"Master, the commander of the three towns, Zhang Qingyang, is coming with the Black Ice Platform's black cavalry. I'm afraid no one in Liangyuan Territory can stop him." Another middle-aged man in a green military uniform raised his head slightly. "When he finds the miners in Yutan Mountain and brings them back to Daqin, then even you, Master..."

The middle-aged man did not finish his words.

Master Chanxin did not speak, but just looked into the distance.

The people standing in front of him looked at each other, and the old man who spoke first bowed and said, "Master, my master said that if you can keep Zhang Qingyang in Liangyuan Territory, we will give him 20% of the profits for future business with Qin Territory."

His words made Master Chanxin slowly turn his gaze away.

"Twenty percent?" Master Chanxin chuckled. "So what if he goes back? The worst that can happen is that our Prajna Zen Temple can send someone to Daqin with some gifts to apologize, just to go through the motions."

"I only lost a little bit of face. You guys, haha, I still know the capabilities of Black Ice Platform," Master Chanxin said calmly when he saw the change in their expressions. "You should probably think about never living in the sun again."

The faces of several people became increasingly ugly.

"Thirty percent, this is my master's bottom price." The old man in black robe took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice.

"Fifty percent," Master Chanxin's eyes flashed with a deep expression as he watched Master Gu Ming galloping towards him from a distance. "My Prajna Zen Forest is going to mobilize the entire Liangyuan Territory to surround and kill Zhang Qingyang and his Black Cavalry. Without a fifty percent profit, this business will be a loss."

The people in front looked at each other, and then the old man took out a jade pendant from his arms, held it in both hands and presented it to Master Chanxin.

"Fifty percent."

Master Chanxin took the jade pendant, investigated it with his spiritual sense, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, I have already issued the Ming King's call for conscription. All their routes back to Qin are blocked."

"He can't fly away even with wings, let alone take those tens of thousands of Qin people back with him."

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Daqin, the imperial city.

Stretching beside the palace, there is a beautiful water garden.

This is the location of the Qin imperial clan's palace.

The Imperial Clan Court not only supervises the Qin imperial family, but is also the place for the imperial family's education and inheritance.

The direct descendants of the royal family in the capital would study here to learn etiquette, Confucianism, and martial arts.

On a high pavilion, in front of the window, a woman in a brocade skirt and a phoenix hairpin on her head stood quietly.

She has a graceful appearance, and just standing there quietly makes people dare not look directly at her.

"Noble Concubine Qi, that is Ying Yuruo."

"She likes to wear men's clothes and carry a sword. However, she has no martial arts skills. Instead, she enjoys discussing painting techniques with others."

"In the past few days, she has made an appointment with several royal family members to observe and comprehend famous works at the clan residence."

A forty-year-old woman in gray clothes lowered her head and reported in a low voice.

The person in front of her was the Qin Emperor's favorite concubine, Concubine Qi.

The women in the courtyard ahead were all descendants of the royal family who were summoned from all over the Qin state to select daughters for Concubine Qi.

The woman was the manager of the clan affairs office, responsible for the assessment and management of affairs in the courtyard.

She didn't expect that Concubine Qi would come in person today and ask her alone about the matter of Princess Yuruo of Prince Zhao's Mansion.

Fortunately, she was quite careful in her work. She observed and recorded more than 20 royal descendants in the courtyard and could remember a lot of information.

"reward."

At the window, Concubine Qi spoke softly. An old woman in a black robe quietly stepped forward and pressed a banknote into the hands of the woman in charge.

The woman in charge quickly bowed to express her gratitude, with a look of joy on her face.

Imperial Concubine Qi waved her hand, and the woman in charge bowed and left.

Standing in front of the window, Concubine Qi's gaze fell on Zhao Yu, who was carrying a book bag on his back, with a small red sword hanging from his waist, wearing a green Confucian robe and a gauze hat in the courtyard.

If Yu Kuizhen hadn't reminded her, Concubine Qi would have had no interest in Princess Yuruo, who liked men's clothing so much.

She wanted the daughter she adopted to be dignified and docile.

However, if Princess Yuruo really has the background that Yu Kuizhen mentioned, then it is not impossible to accept her.

After all, Concubine Qi adopted a daughter just to gain power.

In the courtyard, Zhao Yu had a smug look on his face.

She had just made an appointment with several royal family members who were studying in the clan residence to go and view the scroll in the afternoon.

She even brought her own scroll.

Of course, these scrolls were all painted by Zhang Yuan.

According to Zhang Yuan, these paintings have a sense of artistic conception, and anyone who understands painting will understand their value after seeing them.

I think I can sell these paintings this time and make a lot of money, right?

You won’t know until you visit the Imperial City that the elixirs and weapons used for cultivation are extremely expensive.

Especially the elixirs, weapons, and cultivation manuals used at the Innate Realm level, which often cost hundreds or even thousands of taels of gold and are difficult to buy.

"Sister Yuruo, are you going to attend another literary gathering?"

"Hey, isn't this our young husband Yuruo? Where are you from?"

"Yu Ruo Yu Ruo, can you help me take a look at my embroidered flowers? Is it beautiful?"

In the courtyard, a group of beautifully dressed women laughed and called out to Zhao Yu when they saw him.

Perhaps she is the most popular person in this courtyard.

There is no way. Everyone who comes to this courtyard is here to select a daughter for Concubine Qi.

We are all rivals.

Only Princess Yuruo, who was dressed in men's clothes, was not only unique, but also seemed to have given up the chance to be chosen.

After all, everyone knew the news before they came. The person Concubine Qi wanted to choose was a dignified, beautiful, and intelligent woman. She would definitely not like someone who wore men's clothes and had interactions with those royal men.

A carriage stopped in front of the courtyard.

Yu Kuizhen walked out of the carriage and bowed slightly.

In the attic in the distance, when Concubine Qi saw that the eldest prince had really come, her palms clenched slightly.

"Boss Yu, please be kind. I really don't have any experience in caravan trading, so don't blame me if I can't help you."

"You've taken good care of me all along the way, but friendship is friendship and business is business. If you ask me to work, I have to pay you."

Zhao Yu walked out of the courtyard with a school bag under his arm, talking to Yu Kuizhen while looking up at the eldest prince who was waiting by the carriage.

"this--"

"You can call me Manager Zhao." The eldest prince nodded with a smile, then handed a book to Zhao Yu.

"I have a caravan heading to Liangyuan Territory, and now we've encountered robbers. I heard from Manager Yu that you, my little princess, are from Zhengyang County and are familiar with the area."

"Please help me with some advice on how to get my caravan back to Qin territory."

When Zhao Yu heard the eldest prince say that the caravan was in Liangyuan Territory, he showed curiosity. He took the book and looked at the densely packed text and route maps on it.

The expression on her face changed from casualness at first to surprise.

"You, Shopkeeper Zhao, I'm just curious."

"Did your caravan dig up the relics of a high monk from some great temple in Liangyuan Territory?"

"The entire Liangyuan region is going to surround and kill them. How can they return to Qin alive?"

Closing the book, Zhao Yu shook his head and said, "It's hopeless. Please burn some more paper money for them."

(End of this chapter)