Traveling to the ancient harem

Lianzhen walked out of the yard and Jingxin followed behind. Seeing that the master looked unhappy, Jingxin did not dare to say anything. They went all the way to the living room of the yard where they lived. Lianzhen sat down at the table. Jingxin poured a bowl of tea and placed it in front of the master.

"Have you collected all the account books?" Lian Zhen asked Jing Xin. She was afraid that the abbot would want to see the account books. The loss from hiring the killer last time was too huge, so she had to lock up the account books and never hand them over even if she died. Then the abbot would not be able to convict her.

"Everything is locked. Are you okay, Master?" Jingxin asked cautiously. She didn't know that her master had hired someone to kill someone. She always felt that her master was more unpredictable in recent months than before.

"It's okay, you can go out." She had to think carefully, she couldn't panic, she couldn't let the abbot catch her, she had to keep a firm hold on the money and other matters in the nunnery. Yan Ge'er needed to study and hire great scholars, which would be very expensive.

A few days later.

People in the nunnery usually eat steamed buns and pickles at night, but the abbot and some nuns of higher status who have their own courtyards will eat noodles at night. Noodles are easy to digest and contain oil and salt. In short, the nuns at the lower level have nothing to eat at night.

Lianzhen was sitting in the dining room eating. She frowned. What was wrong with the noodles tonight? Why was there so much salt in them? Didn't they have to pay for the salt?

Forget it. It’s a turbulent time now. It’s just a small matter. It’s not that I can’t eat. I’ll talk about it tomorrow. Lian Zhen held back her anger and finished the bowl of noodles. The weather was so cold, how could she not eat enough?

When Lian Zhen fell asleep at night, two little people slipped in, opened the door, poured a packet of medicine powder into a teapot on a small table, and shook it. There was not only sleeping medicine in it, but also a medicine that could delay ejaculation more than the one given to Xu Rou, and its effect was more powerful.

In Huang Ye's words, it doesn't matter if the trick is old or not, as long as it works. What could be more convincing than her saying it herself?

After doing all this, the two men locked the door, jumped out of the window, carefully closed the window, and climbed over the wall. As for the medicine left in the teapot, who would remember to check it when something happened?

Not long after Huang Ye and the others left, Lian Zhen woke up thirsty. She got up, lit the oil lamp, and poured a bowl of tea from the teapot. The tea was icy cold, and she was too lazy to call anyone and make any noise, so she drank the water in the bowl in small sips with the cold tea. She still felt very sleepy, so she went back to bed.

the next day.

Lingyu went to the nunnery for the morning prayers early in the morning to inform the abbot that there was something to do in the morning, and everyone had to gather at the small square in the nunnery for the ritual. Every courtyard was also notified, even the little nun who guarded the gate was notified that the nunnery would not open that day because of something important.

Of course Lian Zhen also received the notice. Her heart was pounding and the ominous premonition became stronger. She took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and arranged things for the day. She couldn't panic. She had expected this day to come. She would just refuse to admit it.

When the time came to gather, everyone in the nunnery rushed to the square. The sun was out today, but the snow had not melted. Although it was cold, there was no wind. Everyone stepped on the thick snow and wondered in their hearts that the abbot had not come out for several months due to her illness, and they didn't know whether she was well or not. He had never called them out in such a solemn manner before. What was the reason for this?

Lian Zhen became more and more irritated as she walked along. She had a premonition of what she would face next. It would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid, but there was no use being afraid. She couldn't help but hate the killer. He took so much money from her but couldn't even kill a single person, leaving her with such a mess to deal with. It would have been great if the person had died at that time. Maybe she would be the one giving orders now.

There were already quite a few people standing in the small square. Including the nuns who were cultivating the fields in the nunnery, there were more than a hundred people in total. The abbot had arrived and was sitting on a platform that was slightly higher than the ground. It was a house similar to a pavilion, but the other three walls were there and only one side was not sealed. Facing the square, it was where large-scale ceremonies were held and the abbot sat and gave lectures.

The abbot had already taken her seat, with Lingyu standing behind her, Huizhen standing on her left, and Jingzhen standing on her right. Two young disciples stood outside the house, staring at the people below.

Seeing Lian Zhen coming, Guan Zhen sat up straight. She had lost a lot of weight and was not in very good spirits. Before Lian Zhen came, she was half lying and half leaning there.

"Everyone is here!" said the abbot, and everyone below bowed in unison: "Amitabha, greetings to the abbot." The voices were in perfect unison and could be heard from far away.

Guan Zhen nodded and said, "I called everyone here today because I have something to announce to everyone."

"First," she breathed, "Lian Zhen, you must plead guilty."

Lian Zhen walked forward arrogantly: "What's wrong with Lian Zhen?"

"How arrogant." Guanzhen smiled, "Huizhen, take her down for me."