The abbot looked out the window, where spring was in full bloom and winter was drawing to a close. Spring brings life and autumn brings death; the seasons change, just like the passing of time, quietly and without warning.
He said calmly, "You sent someone to assassinate Yuwen Sheng?"
"Do you think an ordinary assassin could kill him? It's not an assassin, but a great gift. I just hope he can be more cautious and not kill the wrong person." Gongshu Jiruo raised his cup and swirled it, only admiring it without tasting it.
"Given his nature of 'better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free,' he'll probably accept your generous gift, even if it carries hidden dangers." The abbot then downed his fragrant bitter tea in one gulp.
At that moment, a young novice monk came in carrying a stack of names.
"Abbot, Master Gongshu, this is the register of guests, craftsmen, and their entourage of the 'Jichun Craftsmen's Guild.' Would you like to look through it now?"
The abbot glanced at it indifferently, and seeing that Gongshu Jiruo's gaze was fixed on the list, he said, "Then bring it here."
The young novice monk respectfully handed over the registration book. After the abbot took it, he casually asked, "How is the situation at the venue?"
"Everything went smoothly, and the artisans and merchants from the seven countries all praised the exhibits at the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild."
"Yes, have the monks keep an eye on the venue. If anyone causes trouble or damages the exhibits, report it to the Gongshu family immediately."
He directly shifted the blame to Gongshu Jiruo in front of him, determined not to cause trouble for himself.
The "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild" was originally organized by the Gongshu family. They accepted "offerings" and provided the venue, but were not responsible for any remaining after-sales issues.
Of course, he could also take care of it if they were willing to offer a different price.
As expected of someone trained by the abbot, the young novice monk remained calm and said, "Wuqi understands."
"Go down."
After the novice monk left, Gongshu Jiruo reached out for the register of names. The abbot handed it to him and said, "This year is especially lively. It seems that your Gongshu family will once again recruit many top-skilled craftsmen under your command."
Although the Gongshu family is a family of artisans, the fact that they have survived for so many generations in the Northern Abyss Kingdom and maintained such an important position naturally indicates that they have their own way of surviving and consolidating their power.
"With over a hundred categories and more than a thousand exhibits, it is indeed more grand than in previous years."
Gongshu Jiru flipped through the register and, after reviewing the items, he specifically found the page where Yuwen Sheng had registered.
He was so confident and arrogant that he didn't even use a pseudonym.
Craftsmen from the State of Ye.
The exhibit submitted to the "Jichun Craftsmen's Guild" is a dragon-drawn carriage.
Craftsmen: Aqing, Mu Gaoyi, Shi Hetong.
The person accompanying him—Yuwen Sheng…
"Why is this person named Aqing listed first in the craftsman registration for the exhibits?" he wondered.
Gongshu Jiruo had previously served in Yuwen Sheng's Changxunpo camp as "Master Li". He knew that Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong were already among the top craftsmen in the craftsman group. On the contrary, he had never heard of this person named "Aqing".
But this time, in the registration of the craftsmen who signed up for the competition, his name was filled in before Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong.
Generally, if a piece of woodwork is completed by multiple people, then their names are ranked according to their contributions.
“Ah Qing?” The abbot leaned over from the tea table, glanced at the roster, and his eyes brightened slightly: “It’s him. He’s the one I just mentioned who has a connection with Buddhism.”
"What do you think of this person?" Gongshu Jiruo suddenly asked.
The abbot said, "Judging from his appearance, he is steady and kind, but a scar between his eyebrows ruins the overall harmony of his face. I originally thought that such a person would be taciturn and fickle, aloof and indifferent to everything, but I did not expect..."
"Don't think about what?"
The abbot stopped there, not continuing to talk about "Aqing". He said thoughtfully, "Judging from Yuwen Sheng's attitude towards him, this Aqing is probably his secret weapon for being confident in participating in the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild this time."
Gongshu Jiruo's mind was not on this matter at the moment.
He was puzzled. Logically, Yuwen Sheng would not have left Zheng Quchi alone in Fu County. Faced with the revenge of the Gongshu family and the Mo family, if Yuwen Sheng had not stood in front to resist, Zheng Quchi would have been a lamb to be torn apart.
But Zheng Quchi was clearly not in his group...
"Did you see a woman or man about five feet tall (about 1.5 meters) beside Yuwen Sheng?" Gongshu Jiruo inquired.
"Five feet below?" The abbot, Miku, thought for a moment and replied, "No."
"No?"
Gongshu Jiruo had no idea that Zheng Quchi was no longer the same person she used to be.
She is now Ah, Zheng Quchi, and Qing. Not only does she wear Fu Rong's specially made height-increasing insoles, but she also exercises hard whenever she has free time, practices the art of bone flexibility, and takes a lot of nourishing medicinal diet, which has made her grow taller.
A rough estimate suggests that she has grown from an initial height of about 1.4 meters to a net height of about 1.5 meters. In addition, with the shoes she wears that appear ordinary on the surface but actually add 7 centimeters to her height, she is at least 1.6 meters tall.
Because her current height is only slightly shorter than average for a man, it no longer appears as abruptly shorter as before, so no one attacks her based on her height anymore, calling her a shorty.
"impossible……"
Could it be that Yuwen Sheng secretly sent her to another place instead of keeping her with him?
But a man like him trusts no one. Gongshu Jiruo was certain of Yuwen Sheng and would only feel at ease if he kept important people by his side. But now, there is no one here who seems to be Zheng Quchi.
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