Gu Qingheng imdiately beca serious upon hearing this, no longer indulging in affections, and instead, he released Yang Ruxin, and the two sat facing each other at the table.
Yang Ruxin recounted the sche laid out by the Sun Cult on their future path.
The more Gu Qingheng listened, the more alard he beca: "Why didn’t you tell any of this?" If not for his wife’s great abilities, wouldn’t they have already been hard by the Sun Cult people by now? An inexplicable fear gripped him.
"I’m fine." Yang Ruxin shook her head, "What I’m worried about are those herbalists." She paused, "Though I’m not fond of Qi Jingyun, I also don’t wish for our Daxuan soldiers to die senselessly."
Gu Qingheng frowned and fell silent; the Sun Cult was too bizarre. They had already experienced this when they were at Wanren Villa, but now there was another Fla Sect.
Nanzhao borders Daxuan, and Miaojiang is in the south of our country, with part of it within Nanzhao’s domain. The Fla Sect originally rose in Nanzhao, later setting its headquarters in Miaojiang. At this mont, Nanzhao is in turmoil, and the Fla Sect seems to have a hand in it. If they’ve truly succeeded in training dicinal Soldiers, our Daxuan warriors’ chances against them are slim.
"Both sects’ symbols are flas, although not identical, they look quite similar at first glance." Yang Ruxin touched her chin, "I’ve been wondering all along whether the hierarchs of these two sects could be the sa person, acquaintances, or perhaps... adversaries."
Gu Qingheng frowned.
"Do you rember the ancient tomb we visited last ti?" Yang Ruxin looked at Gu Qingheng.
Gu Qingheng nodded: "The tomb of King Kang, right?"
Yang Ruxin nodded: "You ntioned the gold and silver inside were the dynasty’s official silver, right?"
Gu Qingheng nodded.
"The boxes containing the silver had designs on them which we didn’t pay much attention to, but I rember clearly now, those designs must have been the Fla Sect’s pattern..." Yang Ruxin was sowhat frustrated; the box was in her space, and when she organized the jewels, she saw the three-petal fla in a heart shape at the bottom of the box, but she couldn’t take it out for Gu Qingheng to see.
"How co I didn’t notice?" Gu Qingheng frowned, confident in his mory, yet back in the tomb, he didn’t recall seeing any designs.
"My mory is better than yours." Yang Ruxin spread her hands calmly.
Gu Qingheng no longer dwelled on it: "So you’re saying the official silver was actually hijacked by the Fla Sect?"
"Almost certainly."
"Xinxin, you rest first, I’m going out for a bit." Gu Qingheng suddenly stood up.
Yang Ruxin nodded: "Be careful."
Gu Qingheng turned and left.
Yang Ruxin sighed, the higher the position, the greater the responsibility. She couldn’t help but recall a saying: "Regret urging the husband to seek titles." If they were still in the village, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, there wouldn’t be so many troubles, would there? But anyway, after trampling the Gu Family into dust, she would let him retire and return to the fields; they would go back to being a village woman and a mountain man... Though thinking this way, without Gu Qingheng around, she really couldn’t sleep, so she went into the space.
This ti, she moved all the official silver out of the boxes, and sure enough, each box had the Fla Sect’s pattern at the bottom.
However, looking at the piles of gold and silver, Yang Ruxin suddenly laughed, recalling a classic line from a skit from her past life: "The most lantable in life is when you’re gone and the money isn’t spent; the most most lantable is when you’re still alive but the money’s gone."
But now, the most most most lantable thing for Sister Xin is that she’s alive, the money is there, but she can only look at it, not spend it!
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