Xuanxia

Chapter 387 Order
When I returned to the courtyard, it was already dark.

The dining table was full of food, but it was not cooked by Tang Jiao. When Fu Qingzhou came back, she had not returned yet, and Qiu Chan had not returned either.

These dishes were bought by Yuan Ziping from Baishi Street... At the table, Zhu Mei lowered her head and struggled to learn how to use chopsticks.

"Son."

Seeing Fu Qingzhou return, Yuan Ziping quickly stood up from the table and bowed: "You are back."

Fu Qingzhou looked at the driver, then at Zhu Mei, smiled and nodded.

"Where are Qiu Chan and Tang Jiao?"

As he walked in, he asked, "Are they back yet?"

"Miss Qiuchan did come back once during the trip." Yuan Ziping replied, "But she came back to look for you, and when she saw you were not there, she left again."

Fu Qingzhou nodded, without asking any more questions, and sat down at the table. He looked at the dishes on the table and said with a smile, "Let's wait until they come back before eating... Will the dishes get cold?"

"It's okay, sir. Just warm it up." Yuan Ziping said softly.

"Thanks a lot."

Fu Qingzhou smiled at him and said, "You are said to be a coachman, but in the end you have to do everything. I have to raise your salary."

"The young masters and young ladies are of extraordinary status, and what they do cannot be easily shown to others. It is not appropriate to hire more maids and servants, so naturally I have to do more work." Yuan Ziping laughed: "It would be great if the young master is willing to increase the salary."

"Why can't you show it to others easily?"

Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "We are doing this openly and honestly, we haven't stolen or cheated, what are we afraid of? Aren't we just worried about those assassins causing trouble? When Wu Yan's incident is over, you can use my money to hire some people to do the work."

Yuan Ziping was stunned for a moment, then responded.

Just at this moment, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open.

"Hahaha——Hey, you pervert, you're back?"

Qiu Chan walked in, stretching and yawning: "You took so long to go to Mingjian Pavilion. I couldn't find you. I was so tired."

Fu Qingzhou turned to look at her: "Where have you been?"

"Of course I have met my fellow sisters~"

Qiu Chan looked a little tired: "They arrived in the capital earlier than us and have done some research."

Fu Qingzhou's expression was stern: "What do you mean?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Let me eat first." As she spoke, Qiu Chan had already sat down at the table, picked up the chopsticks and reached for the food on the table.

"Can't!"

At this moment, Zhu Mei suddenly shouted: "Everyone is not here yet, we can't eat!"

Qiu Chan was startled by her, and then threw down her chopsticks in boredom: "Oh, what should I do..."

"Miss Qiuchan, here are some cakes. Please take care of them first." At this time, Yuan Ziping had already taken out a box of cakes from somewhere and handed it to her: "I just bought them from Zhenxiu Pavilion today."

Qiu Chan smiled as soon as she saw it: "Oh, the cakes from Zhenxiu Pavilion! I've heard Sister Tang Jiao talk about them many times before, and now I can finally eat them! Thank you, Lao Yuan!"

Yuan Ziping chuckled: "Miss, you are being too polite."

Seeing her happily eating the cake, Fu Qingzhou asked helplessly, "Can you tell me now? How is the matter with Li Qing?"

"Um... not really."

Qiu Chan stuffed cakes in her cheeks and said vaguely, "Recently... um, I haven't seen anyone in Jinchan Temple... Wait for me to swallow it, um, I swallowed it. Recently, I haven't seen anyone who looks like Li Qing in Jinchan Temple."

Fu Qingzhou frowned slightly.

"But there is one thing worth noting."

Qiu Chan gulped down a sip of tea and continued, "Hui Xin hasn't been back to the temple for a long time."

Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I know what you're going to ask."

Qiu Chan continued, "But Hui Xin is the third-ranked master in the Jinchan Temple, and almost no one can ask about her whereabouts. My fellow sisters and brothers can't find out either."

As she spoke, she picked up another piece of cake and threw it into her mouth.

Fu Qingzhou sighed softly: "It seems that I still have to go find Yuan Zhen."

Qiu Chan glanced at him, said nothing, and slowly swallowed the pastry in her mouth.

Then... she said slowly: "But we can find a way to find out where Hui Xin will appear next."

Fu Qingzhou's eyes widened. "Why? I told you to eat something before we talk. Are you in a hurry? You're rushing me before I've finished eating."

Qiu Chan rolled her eyes at him in a charming manner and said leisurely, "That's why I went out again later."

"Are you full now?" Fu Qingzhou asked resentfully.

Qiu Chan giggled: "I'm definitely not full, but I'm not hungry anymore. Seeing how pitiful you look, I told you."

She blinked and said, "A senior sister and I visited a Taoist temple in the capital. They are a vassal of our Ziqi Xianfeng Temple. From there, we confirmed one thing - there is a noble concubine in the palace, who is considered my senior uncle."

Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up: "Oh?"

"Don't worry about anything else. You just need to know that as long as you can contact her, you can roughly know one thing."

Qiu Chan's eyes became deep. "Every year during the Cold Prayer Festival, many Buddhist concubines in the harem go to the Jinchan Temple to pray for blessings. Many of them are also acquainted with the eminent monks in the temple. We can ask the uncle in the palace to find out whether Hui Xin will appear in the Jinchan Temple at that time."

As Fu Qingzhou listened, the light in his eyes that had just lit up went out again.

This matter...can't but be said to be reliable, it's still a bit difficult to handle.

He knew that the Cold Prayer Festival was a traditional festival in this world. It came from an ancient story, which said that countless years ago, the world was extremely cold, snow fell in June, crops fell down, rivers froze, and people all over the world were living in misery. Then a powerful practitioner named "Han Yun" appeared. He prayed to the gods and was willing to exchange his years of hard practice for the mercy of the gods.

Afterwards, he flew into the sky, threw himself into the thin clouds, and eventually turned into smoke and dust. However, God was moved by his sincerity and finally made the sun appear and the heavy snow stopped. The accumulated snow melted in a moment, and countless green grass sprouts grew on the earth.

The day when Han Yun offered sacrifice to himself was therefore called the Hanqi Festival. People would pray on this day for good weather and good harvests in the coming year.

"The Cold Prayer Festival is in mid-October, so there is still some time..."

Fu Qingzhou murmured, "Not to mention that it is difficult to determine whether Huixin has returned to Jinchan Temple in this way, even if he comes back, what can we do?"

Looking at his appearance, Qiu Chan suddenly burst out laughing.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Qingzhou was confused.

"You went to Mingjian Pavilion today. I'm afraid you had a lot of things on your mind?" Qiu Chan asked with a smile, "Are you a little dizzy?"

Seeing her like this, Fu Qingzhou knew that this little girl had a new idea.

So he quickly clasped his hands together and begged for mercy, "Miss Qiu, you are extremely smart and have great spiritual power. Please use your magical powers as soon as possible. I am waiting for you."

"I don't have any magical powers~" Qiu Chan said with a smile: "But I still remember what you said when you were planning to deal with Fanyin Temple."

Fu Qingzhou was startled, and gradually recalled something: "You said that a master may not be famous?"

"good."

Qiu Chan nodded and said, "Li Qing is missing, and Hui Xin has not been in Jinchan Temple for a while. This is most likely what he did. At least, he knows what happened."

"You said that Master Huikong had wanted to deal with him for a long time, but he just had no evidence. Now, as long as we can catch Huixin, can't we get the evidence from him?"

Fu Qingzhou blinked: "Capture... Huixin?"

"how?"

Qiu Chan raised her eyebrows: "Do you look down on the abilities of our Ziqi Xianfeng Temple?"

Fu Qingzhou smiled: "Very good, you are finally going to take action."

"If we can accomplish this, it will be a huge blow to the Jinchan Temple. It will also be a matter of justice and can enhance the prestige of our sect." Qiu Chan laughed and said, "We are very happy to do it~"

"Then it's settled."

Fu Qingzhou nodded and said, "However, how are you going to contact that noble person in the palace?"

"I don't know." Qiu Chan spread her hands: "I can't enter the palace either."

Fu Qingzhou covered his face.

But soon, he put his hand down and said helplessly: "Well, I should be able to enter the Imperial City in a while, let's give it a try then. During this time, you should also try harder to see if there are any other clues or methods."

Just at this moment, the door of the courtyard was pushed open again.

Tang Jiao is back.

Facing the inquiring gazes of several people in the courtyard, she smiled helplessly: "Brother, I...didn't find the uncle who sent me away from Beijing that year."

Fu Qingzhou smiled gently: "It's okay, this matter can't be rushed, we have a lot of things to do right now... Let's eat first."

"Oh! Eat! Eat!" Zhu Mei became happy and cheered loudly.

(End of this chapter)