Chapter 29 A big mission from the sky?

Finally, a Buddhist chant broke the silence.

The abbot of Xiangjiang Temple stood up and said: "Amitabha, this is a small temple, and the highest level of cultivation is only at the seventh level of the outer scene. I am really powerless. Please forgive me for leaving now."

Boss Shen did not stop him: "Master, please keep it secret for now."

"Of course." The abbot walked up to Wen Jijiu and said, "A few of the evildoers in my temple have sinned and offended the disciples of the academy. Tomorrow I will personally come to your house to apologize."

Wen Jijiu stood up and saluted: "Abbot, you are too kind. It's just a quarrel between children."

The eldest brother wanted to laugh. His father-in-law was being polite, but he didn't refuse when he came to apologize. Isn't this clearly asking Xiangjiang Temple to pay for the youngest brother? He is indeed my wife's biological father, cut from the same cloth.

As soon as the abbot of Xiangjiang Temple left, Wen Jijiu sat down again and continued to drink tea. He neither left nor took anything, which made others feel very uncomfortable.

The detective sighed and stood up: "Boss Shen, this is the responsibility of the Dongdu Prefecture, and I shouldn't accept any benefits. However, I have been staying outside for a long time, and I am really anxious. I will be shameless today."

After saying that, he took a feather arrow from the box, bowed to the others, and left.

"Hey, I'm Old Zhang. I won't pretend to be nice to you. Others may not know, but you all know my background. But to be honest, Dabei Temple will not participate this time. It's just me. Boss Shen, are you willing?"

Boss Shen bowed deeply: "Thank you, Master Zhang, for your help."

Zhang Hong waved his hands: "Forget it, forget it. I have a daughter too. Neijing, ah, just do your best."

Zhang Hong took something from the box at random, turned around and left.

At this time, the only people still sitting in the room were the monk from the palace, Yun Gu and Wen Jijiu.

The monk stood up and said: "My cultivation is not up to par, but I am here on behalf of the princess."

Boss Shen hurried forward to listen

"The princess said that she had already said it last year. Boss Shen only needs to nod and the palace will take action. There is no need for some treasures."

After saying that, the monk left without waiting for Boss Shen to reply. Boss Shen's fat face turned pale and blue, and he was obviously confused.

Yun Gu looked at Wen Jijiu and knew that he would not express his opinion in front of everyone, so she could only sigh: "In terms of cultivation, I am definitely powerless, so I will not think about the earth-level treasure."

Boss Shen was so smart that he nodded immediately: "Since Miss Yun has made a move, I will give you a small gift when you come back."

Yun Gu stood up and said: "If you have any news, send it to me immediately."

Boss Shen turned around and took something out of the box and handed it to him with both hands. Yun Gu thanked him, bowed to Wen Jijiu and the eldest brother, and left slowly.

"This woman is not simple," the senior brother commented

"I heard that you have wanted to go to Tianxianglou for a long time."

The eldest brother's face changed: "Absolutely not!"

There were only three people left in the room. Boss Shen seemed to be exhausted. He plopped down on the chair opposite Wen Jijiu. He was no longer humble as before. He just looked at Wen Jijiu with a bitter smile.

Wen Jijiu put down his teacup and asked, "What does the princess want?"

"Huibao Merchants, 20% of the shares"

"Prince Fu has a big appetite. Do you doubt him?"

"In this Dongdu, apart from the academy, I can't think of anyone else who has this ability. Brother Wen, you have to save my son."

Wen Jijiu frowned and said, "I won't leave any evidence behind."

"I wouldn't dare arrest him if he stayed. I just hope that he comes back safely. I've done my best today and even invited Brother Wen to come. I think she won't be suspicious for the time being."

Wen Jijiu remained silent. When it came to Prince Fu's Mansion, even if the academy was not afraid, it could not investigate without evidence. High-level negotiations were no longer just about the use of force.

"Boss, what do you think?"

The eldest brother hesitated for a moment and said, "Check."

"Who's going?"

"Little Junior Brother"

Wen Jijiu looked back at the eldest brother and said, "You arrange it."

Boss Shen was stunned: "Junior brother?"

The eldest brother's mouth curled up slightly: "Of course it's Zhao Yushu"

Lao Zhao is sleeping now. In his dream, he has returned to his previous life as a social animal, faithfully practicing the saying that life is more bitter than coffee with a monthly salary of 3,500 yuan. Well, coffee with sugar is not bitter.

Then he dreamed of an old man in black clothes holding a kitchen knife and chasing him, grinning foolishly. He almost ran himself to death but couldn't shake him off. He couldn't help but turn around and slap him, but the scene changed and a killer girl with a killer back was bathing in a spacious Northeast bathhouse. When she saw him come in, she smiled and asked if he wanted to give her a bath. Unfortunately, the moment the girl stood up and turned around, the scene cut again.

I was lying in bed. In the evening, a flirtatious man wearing a flower and doctor's surgical gown came to the entrance of the academy: "Are you awake? The sex change operation was successful!"

Oh day!

Lao Zhao got up quickly, his back was soaked. Damn, why did he have such a strange dream? It must be that the flirtatious man thought that I smoked his cigarette, and he was so distressed that he couldn't sleep, and drew a circle to curse himself.

can not fall asleep!

Lao Zhao got up, quietly opened the door and slipped out, scooped up some water from the water tank to wash his face, and looking at the position of the moon, it should be another hour before dawn, forget it, go practice

The academy also has a playground, but it is not a football field like in the past life, but a training ground for military drills. After all, military strategy is a compulsory course in the academy.

The students in this world don’t love studying as much as the children in the previous life. In the previous life, there were morning exercises and morning readings in the playground at 5 or 6 o’clock. There was even a famous saying: Have you ever seen xxx at 4 o’clock in the morning?

It was about four o'clock in the morning, and there was not a soul in the parade grounds.

That's great. I can practice the glimpse of light and shadow, and follow the stepping shadow step. Think about how I usually use the glimpse of light to cover up the stepping shadow step.

Outside Wen Jijiu's study, petals fell all over the sky. Wen Jijiu got off the carriage, followed closely by the eldest brother.

The two walked into the study. The eldest brother picked up the teapot, and a flash of light flashed in his hand. Suddenly, a wisp of hot steam came out of the spout.

"I always feel that tea should be boiled in a charcoal stove so that the tea can retain its original flavor," Wen Jijiu looked at the teacup in front of him and shook his head.

"If Third Junior Brother was here, he would definitely use the charcoal stove. Unfortunately, Master also knew his goodness and took him away."

The eldest brother poured himself a cup and sat beside the desk.

"Isn't it a bit risky to let that kid go?" Wen Jijiu got back to the point.

"Just treat it as training. If he can't do such a small thing well, the master may not accept him."

"You think it's a small matter?"

"Since it wasn't us who did it, then it could only be the Prince Fu's Mansion. I heard that the Jade Rat died at the hands of the Princess Fu, and I just wanted to see if he had anything to do with the Jade Rat."

"Old Shen folded an interior scene"

“The interior scenery is also divided into high and low levels”

“Maybe more than one”

The eldest brother fiddled with the flower on his head: "Does it look good? Xiaoyin gave it to me."

With a bang, Wen Jijiu's teacup slammed heavily on the desk.

"Oh, if you were really angry, you would have smashed the floor, but you didn't spill a drop of water! You've been married for two years, why are you still angry?"

Wen Jijiu's beard twitched: "I'm asking you something serious! I don't want my daughter to be a widow!"

"I know what's going on. Relax your mind and think about how to extort money from the old monk from Xiangjiang Temple when he comes tomorrow. It's getting late. I'm going to catch up on some sleep. You should go to bed early."

The eldest brother stood up and left, slowly closing the door.

Wen Jijiu sighed, thinking that he had indeed thought too much. His senior disciple had only calmed down a little since he married his daughter. It was precisely because of his temper that he had always disagreed with their marriage.

If he took action, not to mention the Xijing chief shopkeeper, even the hidden old servant beside Old Shen would be hard to escape unscathed.

Prince Fu's Mansion, haha, is it so urgent already?