On the day when the time travel team was preparing for the brain summit.

At 1o o'clock in the morning, the temple of King Min in the east of the city.

The Temple of the King of Fujian, also called the Zhongyi Temple, is dedicated to the king of the Five Dynasties of Fujian: Wang Shenzhi.

Wang Shenzhi, the king of Fujian, is a household name in all parts of Fujian. During his twenty-nine years in office, this king protected the country and settled the people, lightened corvee and reduced taxes, rewarded industry and commerce, and encouraged reclamation. Within three years, the people had enough food and clothing to recruit exiles, and people from the Central Plains fled the chaos.

, Xiang followed him into Fujian, reclaimed mountains and forests, built water conservancy projects, and for a time, central Fujian was under great control.

Governments in the past dynasties have made many renovations to the Temple of Prince Min. The most recent one was during the Wanli Period more than 20 years ago. On weekdays, the Temple of Prince Min is full of incense, and many foolish men and women worship it.

A middle-aged woman was walking past the messy incense, candle, melon and fruit stalls in front of the temple door and walking into the temple.

This woman has rough skin, ugly appearance, and sad eyes. If she doesn't put makeup on her face, she would be about 30 years old. She is wearing a green cloth skirt, carrying a thin bamboo basket on her arm, and is dressed like a servant.

After entering the gate of the ancestral hall with the four characters "Shaoyue Kaijiang" engraved on the wall, the woman bowed her head and followed the bustling pilgrims, passing through the front courtyard, the sacrificial door, and the back courtyard to the main hall.

After waiting patiently for a while, the woman got a futon in her turn.

Taking out the incense stick from the bamboo basket, the woman began to face the statue of the King of Fujian with a peaceful face, purple robe and black beard above her head, completing a series of steps of burning incense, kneeling, kowtowing, and praying.

Finally, the woman sincerely shook out a wooden stick from the bucket.

After getting up, she took out a handful of copper coins, counted some carefully, and put the rest back into her arms. Then the woman took the copper coins and bamboo sticks and went to find the Taoist priest outside the hall who was interpreting the lots.

"What does the donor ask for?"

"Seeking good and bad luck."

The next moment, the woman respectfully handed over the copper coins and bamboo sticks, and the Taoist then gave the hexagram of understanding: Ze Huo Le, drought seedlings will get rain, and the above sticks will be given.

After hearing the hexagram "Traveling will be beneficial, business will be successful, illness will get better, and fame will come true", the woman was overjoyed. After thanking her a few times, she turned around and left the Temple of the King of Fujian.

Walking south along the stone street in front of the Minwang Temple, the woman soon arrived at the Caishikou of Luomaqiao. But as she got closer to the Caishikou, the woman's face, which had already relaxed a lot, showed a trace of anxiety and fear.

And the further she walked, the slower her pace became, and at the end she almost stopped.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed over from the side and grabbed the woman's arm.

The woman who was about to open her mouth and scream took a closer look, and Haoxuan let out a sigh of relief: "Jiao Er, you are a death seeker, you scared me!"

The person who came was a young man in his 20s. He was wearing a half-worn parrot green silk robe, a soft hat on his head, and a pair of thin-soled fast boots. His sleeves were rolled up, and he looked like a naughty idle man.

standard dress.

I saw Xianhan saying anxiously: "Sister, hurry up and don't make the two uncles wait any longer!"

While talking, the idle man took his sister's arm and walked forward quickly.

The woman originally wanted to struggle and shirk away, but after thinking about the lot she had just obtained from the Prince of Fujian Temple, she sighed secretly and allowed her brother to take her into a restaurant on the roadside.

Now is not the time for the restaurant to serve customers, so there are not many tables of guests in the building. The idle man Jiao Er brought his sister to the second floor and passed between the two tables of men in green robes. Jiao Er smiled apologetically and took his sister

Pushed the box forward.

There were two people in the box. Judging from the temperature of the teacups on the table, these two people had been waiting in the room for quite some time.

One of them is a fat man. He is about forty years old, bald and eyebrowless, with a fat face, a fat figure, wearing a double-breasted black velvet vest, a pair of baggy soft trousers, and black hair.

Her belly is exposed, and a palm-width golden Pixiu belt is wrapped around her waist. She is extremely imposing and domineering.

This man's name is Wu Shigui, known as Wu Ye in the world. He has strong martial arts and is the gangster boss in the Luomaqiao area. Wu Ye's family runs a gambling shop and a pawn shop, and he has apprentices and dozens of thugs under his command, and Jiao Er is one of them.

Sitting next to Mr. Wu was a middle-aged man with an ordinary face wearing a plain cloth robe.

After Sister Jiao entered the door, she saw the murderous Mr. Wu sitting on the table. Her legs suddenly softened half a point, and she had to kneel down to salute when she spoke. However, today Mr. Wu changed from his normal behavior. He stood up quickly and did not wait for Sister Jiao to salute.

Help the thin woman to sit on the chair.

"We are all neighbors. We meet each other without looking up. Sister Jiao doesn't need to be polite." Mr. Wu, who was usually fierce, tried to squeeze out a smile from his face, and said seemingly kindly.

On the side, Jiao Er saw that his sister lowered her head and did not answer. The situation was awkward. He couldn't help but became anxious. He quickly apologized and smoothed things over with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Wu, for the favor. Well, my sister has been worried about her nephew's condition recently and has been a little distracted. It's a shame for neglecting her. Please atone for her sin."

Atonement.”

Mr. Wu laughed first, then shook his head, and then said to the woman who kept her head lowered: "Sister Jiao, don't think about it any more. It's nothing to trade two worthless women on the left and right."

Money and things are precious, even if you are a neighbor, can someone like Wu harm you?"

When Mr. Wu said this, he lifted up a silk handkerchief on the table, revealing two snow-white silver ingots underneath, and then looked at Sister Jiao playfully.

The next moment, Sister Jiao slowly raised her head, her face full of struggle and panic: "Master Wu, if you commit theft behind your back, we, the poor and small family, cannot afford it!"

"Why do I think so?" Mr. Wu laughed loudly at this time: "Sister Jiao, don't be afraid. How dare those bumpkin from Zhangzhou run wild in my city of Fuzhou? If there are any future troubles from this matter, they will all fall on me.

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After thinking about it, Mr. Wu leaned forward and said to Sister Jiao: "After you finish this job, you can find an excuse to quit your job, take the reward money and go to recuperate your son first. When my nephew recovers, Ruifuzhai

Shopkeeper Ma, how about I find you a job as a sweeper? The monthly salary is high but not low!"

Seeing the panic on Sister Jiao's face gradually receding, Mr. Wu's face became more and more cheerful: "You can take these twenty taels of silver now. If you use up the money and my nephew's illness is not cured, you can come see me again."

.How can our neighbors be left to die without saving them?"

Just as Sister Jiao was struggling, the gentle and inconspicuous middle-aged man on the side said in a slightly weird accent: "That's all, your son has a cough like that, and ordinary people can't cure it. In this way, it's just a matter of money."

You take it and I will send someone to deliver the medicine in the afternoon. It will take effect today and it will be packaged within 7 days. How about it?"

Sister Jiao opened her mouth wide at this moment.

After Master Wu was startled for a moment, he laughed loudly: "Sister Jiao, thanks to Mr. Song's intervention, your son's life has been saved. This is a blessing earned in his previous life! Why don't you thank him quickly?"

More than an adult?"

She didn't bother to think about how this master knew about her child's condition. The next moment, Sister Jiao knelt down in front of Song Jia with a "pop" sound: "The master is merciful. I don't want the money anymore. I just ask the master to cure it."

My child”

Song Jia smiled slightly at this time, reached for the bamboo basket that Sister Jiao brought in, and then put the two ingots of silver on the table and a pair of green-glazed plum blossoms less than 10 inches high into the basket, and then put them into the basket.

Cover with a piece of coarse cloth.

After bowing and putting the basket into Sister Jiao's hands, Song Jia said gently: "Is there any reason not to take the reward for doing things? If you take the silver, we will feel at ease."

"Traveling is beneficial, business wins, illnesses are getting better, and fame will come true." These words passed through Sister Jiao's mind. At this moment, she finally no longer hesitated, and a trace of determination gradually appeared in her eyes.

In the afternoon of that day, she saw her 10-year-old son fall asleep peacefully for the first time in many days after taking a few strange white pills. Sister Jiao knew that it was time for her to ask for leave and it was time to go to work.

Carefully hiding the pair of plum blossoms under the bamboo basket, Sister Jiao walked all the way to the door of a shop not far from home.

The location of this shop is not good. It is not at the intersection of a street or a busy city, but in the middle of a small street.

Arriving in front of this silk and satin shop called "Hengguangkang", Sister Jiao straightened her clothes slightly, said hello to the two men in Tsing Yi at the door who looked nothing like waiters, and walked straight into the door.

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This silk and satin shop in Hengguangkang, which seems to have little business, is similar to most shops in the Ming Dynasty, with a front shop and sleeping quarters in the back.

Sister Jiao walked all the way through the front shop, entered the yard, and then walked past a dozen men who were practicing gun and stick in the backyard without changing their expressions, and entered the woodshed.

After coming out of the woodshed, Sister Jiao, wrapped in a scarf and sleeves, carried a broom and dustpan and began to clean the entire yard.

At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Sister Jiao finished cleaning the outside room and began to clean the employer's study with a bucket, rag and duster.

The shopkeeper of "Hengguangkang" is named Zheng, and Zheng Zhilong's name is Zheng Sancai.

Zheng Sancai is Comrade Zheng Zhilong's cousin who has not yet appeared in the fifth server. This person is eloquent, can write and calculate, and has won Zheng Zhilong's trust, so he was assigned to this important position in Fuzhou as the director of the Zheng's Pirate Group's Fuzhou office.

Generally speaking, most of the people who come to the Hengguangkang silk and satin shop for business do not come to buy silks and satins, but to buy flags. In recent years, if they want to pass through the Jinxia area safely, it is best to buy a Zhengzhou flag.

The identification flag of the clan is more appropriate.

Of course, not many people will buy high-end consumer goods like the flag. Therefore, the official business that Director Zheng Sancai needs to handle every day usually ends before 1o o'clock in the morning.

So every afternoon, Sister Jiao would clean the two large and small study rooms in the second courtyard and the backyard.

Sister Jiao was extra diligent today. She carried buckets and went in and out of the two study rooms to clean for a long time. Twice, the bucket in Sister Jiao's hands did not actually contain water, but contained a plum with a lid on it.

Wear a rag.

There were originally a pair of blue-glazed plum porcelain on the ancient shelves in the study room. The two sets of porcelain were not particularly expensive. They were just ordinary items bought from the porcelain shop on the street when they were renovated. So they were of the same style.

Specifications of plum blossoms can be easily found in porcelain shops.

Sister Jiao's task today is to replace a plum blossom from each of the two study rooms.

In the evening, Sister Jiao handed the two replaced plum blossoms to the contact person. At the same time, an inconspicuous team, surrounded by a green bamboo sedan, also arrived at the back door of the Fujian Governor's Yamen.

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