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Sijin was a little ashamed by his nonsensical "the best Ah Jin in the world", as if she was rewarded for nothing, and she accepted it with some reluctance.

"In the future, you will meet countless people. Maybe one or two people who are close to you or who you don't see will accidentally call you Ah Jin, but the best Ah Jin in the world, only I can call you like that." Ling Qu said.

He personally stamped Sijin with the word Ling.

Sijin's ears turned red, and she calmly brought up this topic.He said: "Looking at your expression just now, it seems that you know the origin of that button?"

Speaking of the button, Ling Qu did have something to say: "The pattern belongs to the monk army, but judging by the material of this button, it is not something from the official family."

"What was the button originally pressed on?"

"firearm."

Sijin bowed her head in thought.It has long been heard that firearms are expensive, and not everyone in the three camps of Xijue can use them.The government has extremely strict control over firearms, and the sale of them is explicitly prohibited.Those who can hold firearms are either the official army with a strong background, or the desperadoes who do underground business.

No matter which one you meet, you will be in trouble.

"I said that the material of the button is not official's stuff, can you understand me?" Seeing that he had been silent, Ling Qu asked.

Sijin nodded, and answered seriously: "There are three sources of firearms, except for official supplies and underground arms, and other countries are the only channel."

What a clever little monk, Lingqu thought to himself.But he remained calm, and continued to ask: "In your opinion, which kind did your brother meet?"

Sijin smiled wryly after hearing this, and said, "You're trying to embarrass me on purpose. I grew up in Taihe Temple, so how can I do research on these things?"

Then he changed the subject, but said: "Just looking at the things, I really can't see any difference from the outside. But if you think about it carefully, you can still find some clues."

The two walked around a water corridor and stood by the bridge.Sijin found out what was behind her, and looked at it under the sun: "Most monks in Taihe Temple practice martial arts. Before each person enters the temple to practice martial arts, he will ask the craftsman to make a Buddhist stick of his own. This one of mine is called Luo. star."

The body of Luo Xing's stick is no different from ordinary sticks at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it seems that thousands of stars have been softened inside.

"I've never seen you take it with you before." Ling Qu said.

"Before it was kept with the senior brother. Now, I keep it by myself."

"Senior brother once told me about the falling star. When I was very young, the falling star was cast and tempered by a wandering Buddhist monk outside the temple. The ore from Nanshan was used, and it was a complete iron rod. .”

Ling Qu raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue talking.

So Sijin continued: "Our Buddhist school does not advocate force. The choice of a Buddhist stick depends on fate and one's own temperament."

He said in a serious manner, but suddenly found that the peacock was covering his lips with the back of his hand, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Sijin asked, "What are you laughing at?"

There is nothing wrong with what I said, what is so ridiculous?

Was discovered by him.Ling Qu cleared his throat and said, "So your temperament is like this straight iron rod? Go straight."

Originally laughed at this.Sijin said calmly, "In the same way, you have Wushan in one hand and Yunyu in the other, which is enough to show your character."

"Then we sound like a good match." Ling Qu said.

Sijin didn't understand where he got the phrase "good match".

The topic is too far away, Sijin continued: "I mean, firearms are the same as martial arts sticks, with various materials and materials, but there are only a few craftsmen who make firearms in the city. Starting from them, maybe There will be clues."

"You want to find out the craftsmen of Liangshuo? Even if you find out who the craftsmen who made this material are, you can't know the buyer from them. This is a rule, and without strong means, you can't find out." Ling Qu said.

"I don't have strong means, but you do." Sijin looked at him, and said word by word, "You are Wumazhen, the city lord of Liangshuo City who never says anything else."

Ling Qu looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "Are you a monk? Why are you so thoughtful? Now you know how to use my identity? I'm on the cusp of a crisis now, and there are still big moves at this time, and it's easy to be judged by the officials." Keep an eye on it."

Sijin thought for a while, and said seriously: "You are not a good person, it's fine if things happen. If I don't feel sorry, I can go down to accompany you."

The co-author of the little monk wanted to destroy his close relative for righteousness, Ling Qu said with a smile on his face, "I thank you."

"So, would you like to help me?" Sijin asked.

Ling Qu said: "I don't do business that loses money."

Sijin was silent, and then said: "It's done, I can promise you one thing. As long as it is within the scope of my ability."

Without even thinking about it, Ling Qu said, "Deal."

Agree so readily?Sijin frowned, slightly worried about what Peacock would ask him to do in the future.

The reality is much smoother than imagined.

As soon as Ling Qu Cha Chuji went out to inquire, he knew that the current situation in Liangshuo was unstable. All the firearms craftsmen changed their trades to make ends meet and disappeared. The only one or two firearms shops were all located in the underground city.

"The government is so strict, how can there be firearms in the dungeon?" Sijin wondered, isn't the dungeon full of slaves and prisoners?Why are the rules looser?

"The dungeon is like a huge Gu pool. People in it fight against the sky and people. The strong live and the weak die. Those who live the longest are also the most powerful. And these most powerful people are often The future master of the monk army." Ling Qu said.

"Give them the so-called 'freedom', and use some ridiculous rewards to let these people who once hated me grovel under my knees with their flesh and blood. This is the joy of King Xijue." Ling Qu's voice cooled down.

The hatred in his eyes, even if it was covered by a calm face, it couldn't cover up anything.

A cold and refreshing hand covered his eyes at this moment.

"Then escape from the cage." Sijin's voice was very close, almost within walking distance, "You are a peacock, a bird, not a dog fighting each other fiercely in the Gu pool."

Ling Qu grabbed his hand and held it tightly: "But the peacock can't fly, he can't fly out."

yes.Peacocks cannot fly.How easy is it to escape from the cage?Sijin sighed softly.

"I can find a place to hide." Ling Qu held the back of his hand, and pressed both hands on Si Jin's chest.Sijin could feel the beating of her chest through her clothes.

"It is said that Buddhas have another kind of heart. Do you want to hide me in your heart?"

The carriage transported the princess' body back to the palace overnight.

More than a dozen eunuchs in white mourning clothes carried the body off the carriage. The leading eunuch in front of him covered his mouth and nose and asked with a frown:

"What's the smell?"

The eunuch who carried the corpse had his stomach upset, and his faces were all ugly.That is because the one who died was a princess, so she gritted her teeth and persisted.

To be honest, everyone in the palace knew that the eldest princess was no more favored than the second princess.Although the two are compatriots, they have very different personalities, one is reserved and the other is lively and flamboyant. The official family obviously prefers the lively and flamboyant youngest daughter.

To put it bluntly, if it were the youngest daughter who died, the person above would definitely set off the entire palace, and there would be no movement like today.

The corpse bypassed the waterside pavilion and was carried all the way to the Princess Mansion.According to the rules, the corpse had to stay here for three days before being mourned.

The people in the Princess Mansion obviously got the bad news long ago, they got everything ready and waited by the door.Seeing the master's body being carried in, Lao Yuan knelt on the ground and cried.

The scene is a little sad.

The security foreman on duty today is Hang Yangping.He put up all his energy to watch the whole night, but he didn't wait for the official's house until dawn, and he didn't even send someone to deliver it.

He quietly asked the eunuch: "Your Majesty, don't you know about it?"

His own daughter died, and the father didn't even come to see her?Is there really such a father in this world who doesn't love his daughter?He couldn't figure it out.

The chief eunuch is not close to the official family, so he is not sure about the news of the official family, and cannot tell why.

Fortunately, Mao Jin, the eunuch in charge, came at this time and brought news from the official family.

Mao Jin took a sip of the hot tea, and then ordered: "The princess died disgracefully. What the king means is that the funeral will not be held in secret. Just arrange a few more rituals to comfort the dead."

After hearing this, everyone in the Pinghe Mansion in Hangyang could only accept this decree despite all kinds of feelings in their hearts.

It is said that the nature of the emperor's family is cold, Hang Yangping didn't believe it at first, but now the bloody facts are in front of him, which makes him, the new little foreman, a little bit discouraged.

In such an atmosphere for a long time, wouldn't people also become indifferent?At least for now, his idea is very simple: he just wants to work diligently in the palace, save enough money to go back to buy land, and then marry a wife to spoil or something.

Mao Jin squeezed his throat and cleared his throat, and said: "I think everyone knows how the princess died. Only the people in the palace know about it, and the people outside don't know it at all. If anyone dares to tell this If the matter is spread outside, I don’t need to say more about the consequences, right? Death is a trivial matter.”

After hearing this, everyone sweated in their hearts, bowed their heads and said "yes".

"Sister!" came the crying voice, causing everyone to look up.

Princess Piaoqi stumbled into the sight of everyone, and was supported by two maids and fell to the side of her sister's corpse bed.

When Mao Jin saw it, he went up to persuade him: "The deceased has passed away, the princess must not be too sad, and be careful not to cry and ruin her body. Princess Shuqi has a spirit in the sky, and she will not bear it."

"How did my sister die, you and I don't know?" Piaoqi broke down in tears, "If this person is not eliminated, how can I comfort my sister's spirit in heaven?"

When Mao Jin heard this, he quickly persuaded him: "The king has not yet made a decision on this matter, the princess must be careful that she will lose her words if she speaks too much."

"Talk too much? My sister's life is in his hands. You tell me too much?" Jiao Qi wiped away tears, "Eunuch, there is something I want to ask you."

When the two came to the private room, Mao Jin said, "If the princess has anything to ask, just ask."

Jiaoqi said: "You don't have to hide it from me, this person is really a fake Wuma, does the king know about it?"

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Peacock: What a big pot:)