The maid felt uneasy. The lady was afraid that they would suffer and return to the Zhou family, so she always asked her to secretly subsidize them.
Now, the fifth wife's daughters are complaining that they're meddling in other people's business!
Without his wife covering for them, could the two of them still be able to meditate here?
The maid's tone turned sour: "It's the Zhou family, something's happened to the Zhou family."
He suppressed his displeasure and relayed the message, deliberately exaggerating the seriousness of the matter at the end: "Now that the master is unconscious, if the young master doesn't go to see him soon, if... he neglects his filial duty, he will be condemned by everyone."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu'er also became somewhat frightened: "Is it really that serious?"
"The clan has held several meetings to discuss this today. Do you think it's important, Miss?" The maid was very impolite. "I have to go back and handle some matters with Madam, so I won't chat with you any longer."
She bowed and left; she had a lot on her plate. Unlike them, she didn't just waste her days.
Zhou Yu'er didn't care about anything else, locked the door and ran to the temple on the mountain.
"Cousin, cousin..."
Once you cross the mountain path, you can see Zhou Xu, who has shaved his head, sweeping the floor.
"Amitabha Buddha, this is a quiet place in Buddhism, please refrain from making noise."
He looked much fairer and cleaner, completely different from his previous unkempt appearance.
She didn't even dare to look at Zhou Yu'er.
Zhou Yu'er then whispered, "Yes, it's my uncle. He's sick and injured. He's bedridden now, and it's very serious."
"What?"
Zhou Xu paused, his broom hand still, somewhat dazed, as his father's teachings and dedication flashed before his eyes.
His tone was somewhat urgent: "Why?"
Zhou Yu'er said bitterly, "It's all because of An Zhengzheng..."
She told him everything in detail, without even noticing that Zhou Xu's face turned from red to green.
Especially when he heard that the Zhou family had offended three True Immortals of the Siyue Sect and that the entire Zhou family was in chaos, Zhou Xu closed his eyes completely.
"Cousin, shall we go back?"
Zhou Yu'er was born without a father and always envied Zhou Xu for having an uncle who loved him. She never imagined that Zhou Xu would not go back.
Zhou Xu closed his eyes, his heart as still as water, and said, "Amitabha, this humble monk has severed all ties with his family; how can I possibly be tainted by worldly affairs again..."
Zhou Yu'er: "..."
These words surprised Zhou Yu'er.
The Zhou family members value family education, and she couldn't believe that anyone in the family could say such a thing.
She took several steps back in disbelief: "That's my uncle! It's my uncle! He... he clearly treated you so well!"
All the good things in the clan were given priority to Zhou Xu, a promising candidate who had the potential to become a god.
Now that his uncle is in trouble, how can he say he is detached from worldly affairs?
"Amitabha..." He turned around, picked up a broom, and was about to return to the Buddhist hall.
"Cousin! Cousin!" Zhou Yu'er tried to go up and stop him.
Zhou Xu avoided her, saying, "There is a difference between men and women, please wait, female benefactor..."
Just then, a clap of thunder sounded, and raindrops began to fall.
Unlike Zhou Yu'er, who was stunned, Zhou Xu walked back even faster.
Zhou Yu'er was stunned. In the pouring rain, she turned her head and glanced at the bamboo forest beside her.
The bamboo was growing very well, which reminded her of someone.
The words An Zhengzheng used to accuse Zhou Xu echoed in his ears: "You're afraid."
Watching Zhou Xu flee in disarray, she suddenly laughed.
His uncle and clansmen treated him so well, showering him with all their resources, yet he has now run away.
He fled, just as he had when facing the mutated tiger.
Zhou Yu'er returned home dejectedly, soaked in the rain.
She composed herself, packed her belongings from the dilapidated thatched hut, and left overnight in a heavy rain.
Nobody knows where she went.
...
"Wangzhu, it's raining today, the ground will be washed clean. There's no need to sweep."
The young monk entered the temple with a furtive look in his eyes, and the abbot was about to go out and give him a raincoat.
Seeing him return, she put away her raincoat and looked along the mountain path, only to see the figure of a woman who had left in a daze disappearing into the misty rain.
He said to the young monk, "Wipe yourself dry, change your clothes, and go to the Buddhist hall to chant sutras."
"All forms are illusions; you must constantly repent and never be lazy."
Wang Zhu nodded in agreement and lowered his head to do it.
While chanting the sutra, his heart suddenly started pounding.
Many years later, after he had become the abbot and was plagued by illness, he suddenly understood.
It turns out that he truly lost everything starting with his cowardice on that rainy day.
But that doesn't matter anymore.
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News of Zhou Rong's serious illness spread quickly.
After all, if a businessman who frequently socializes suddenly disappears for several days, everyone will have their own suspicions.
An Zhengzheng stopped observing and decisively began to seize the Zhou family's market share.
At first, the Zhou family thought An Zhengzheng just wanted to vent her anger, so they didn't do anything and just thought that it would be fine once she had vented her anger.
But later he realized something was wrong.
Because An Zhengzheng wasn't venting her anger or seeking revenge at all.
He simply wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to quickly realize his business plans.
The specially trained female cultivators produced a large number of intermediate-level pills, and with the supply of raw materials from the Siyue Sect, they were quite adept at it.
They first opened up the market by offering low prices.
Nothing can resist the temptation of the same quality at a lower price, and the male cultivators began to secretly inquire about ways to buy pills and talismans without the Spirit Maiden Powder.
"Dongfengdu seems to sell them..."
The message deliberately released on the forum attracted interested people to take a look.
From then on, another path was opened up.
The more consumption there is, the more production is stimulated, and An Zhengzheng is recruiting more and more female cultivators.
The Qi family and the An family followed closely behind.
As more and more female practitioners enter childbirth, their views will become more open.
First, the female cultivators at the lower levels began to probe their parents about whether they could apply to be hired as young nuns.
Unmarried girls are just idle at home anyway, and besides, it's not shameful anymore, so go ahead and get married.
Then the daughter-in-law next door asked her parents-in-law and husband if she could go out and apply for a female worker job to supplement the family income.
"Going out to apply for jobs doesn't seem shameful at all. Look at Li Erhua next door, her family's cultivation has improved so fast, and they can even eat meat now..."
So I agreed.
An Zhengzheng assigned the first batch of female cultivators to be junior leaders.
When female factory workers are struggling to balance work and family life, their supervisors often ask in surprise, "You can support yourself? Look at so-and-so who got divorced..."
"I'm not encouraging you to get a divorce, but you can support yourself, so why should you suffer like this? You should at least give me some response!"
Of course, the Zhou family also tried to save themselves, but the female cultivators who had applied for jobs at their home complained, and the Hundred Women's Pavilion magazine also updated their complaints at the same time.
It scared away many people.
When people try to find a suitable job, they often use tactics like "improving the treatment of female workers" as a selling point in their recruitment campaigns.
Moreover, An Zhengzheng also had Pei Niangzi and An Yirou negotiate cooperation. The raw materials that Siyuemen increases every year can be supplied at low prices, provided that the proportion of female workers reaches a certain level.
The cultivation world was suddenly thrown into turmoil.
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