"Aqing, come quick!"
"Our dragon carriage has received a lot of spring reward money, come and count it..."
Zheng Quchi gave an awkward laugh: "So, it's ours."
At this moment, the people around suddenly rioted, and they all withdrew from the dragon carriage and surrounded her.
They all started talking at once, like reporters with microphones, bombarding Zheng Quchi with questions one after another.
"Excuse me, craftsman, did you design and manufacture this carriage?"
"Yes, when I asked those two earlier, they said it was designed by someone named Aqing. Are you Aqing?"
"Are you craftsmen from the Kingdom of Ye? Or are you just artisans who were poached by the Kingdom of Ye with a large sum of money? I really don't believe that the people of the Kingdom of Ye could still have such craftsmanship."
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In a tea room at Wujue Temple, named "Mo Tan Xuan," where the craftsmanship and price are considered "exquisite," the abbot is brewing tea for Gongshu Jiruo.
"Where did you go after you changed into a novice monk's robe?" Gongshu Jiru asked him.
The abbot was quite particular about the tea ceremony. He would wait until the tea was clear, the tea soup was light yellow-green, and it had a pure and rich aroma before he would pour a cup for Gongshu Jiruo.
"Go and meet the unfathomable Yuwen Sheng you speak of."
"You saw him?"
"Yes, I saw him. You know, Buddha said that if you lay down your butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha on the spot. I wonder if Buddha can save a living Yama like him?"
Gongshu Jiru stared at the tea in the thin-walled white porcelain cup and said in an extremely cold voice, "Rather than crossing over, it is better to slay demons and eliminate evil."
The abbot looked up at him: "Ji Ruo, you've been very aggressive lately, has something happened?"
Gongshu remained silent for a moment and did not answer.
Seeing that he had something on his mind that he couldn't tell outsiders, the abbot didn't press him and changed the subject: "Let me tell you about it. I just met a very interesting person."
"The person who would ask you to mention them must be someone special."
"He is someone who has a connection with Buddhism."
Is it fate that brings us together?
"He is also someone I have a connection with. His temperament and understanding are very much to my liking. It's just a pity... he is Yuwen Sheng's man." He felt a little regretful.
Upon hearing the name "Yuwen Sheng," Gongshu Jiru felt a lump in his throat. He parted his thin lips slightly and said, "It's him again. Tell me, why does he always like to monopolize what others love?"
The abbot sighed softly: "Everyone loves good things, but you've become possessed by evil."
Gongshu Jiruo paid no heed to the abbot's warning. He muttered to himself, "Yes, everyone loves good things. If there is only one in the world, then we should not give up so easily."
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