Chapter 398 398. Master Shangshu

  A year ago, the boss of the "Yun" faction... Lord Yun sent more than a hundred people to the capital to develop his power.

  The middle-aged man in the room on the second floor of the black market gambling house is "Yuan", and his immediate subordinates are "One", "Two", ..., "Ten", ten people in total.

   These ten people have ten direct subordinates, and so on, there are now a total of more than 10,000 people, and the upper and lower levels are very strict.

   Tao Pengnan is a direct subordinate of "Nine".

  Those three merchants are subordinates of one of the direct subordinates of "Nine".

  These are people who have really joined the "cloud" forces, and they all have tattoos of ears of rice on their bodies.

  The deaths of the three merchants were committed by the traitors of the "cloud" forces, but the three merchants thought it was their own people who killed them.

  This can be seen from the phrase "you will be punished" that the merchant who died in the brothel shouted before his death.

   What's funny is that the slogan of traitors was shouted inside the forces, but everyone didn't know who the traitors were.

  The ten direct subordinates of "Nine" died Tao Pengnan, Qian Junjie died, and there are still eight left, and now these eight are active in every corner of the capital.

  Everyone has dual identities, playing the life of a normal person during the day, and turning into someone in the power at night to help with things.

  Even "Nine", his vest during the day is the guard of Prince Rui's Mansion, and at night he becomes "Nine". No one would have thought that he would be a member of "Yun".

The ten direct subordinates of "Yuan" usually don't communicate with each other, and they don't know who each other is. They all contact them through "Yuan". , that is only a dead end.

  No one dares to take it lightly, no one knows whether "Yuan" sent someone to spy on them.

   Most of the members of the forces have families. These people are best controlled, and no one wants to ruin their families.

   Moreover, most of the members of the faction are rich people, and it is easy to do things with money, and these people tend to do things more smoothly.

  Of course, it is also casually recruiting people, and these people recruited by forces are often people who are not happy in life.

   Such as a stepson who is abused by a stepmother, a child who is favoritized by his parents, a man who is betrayed by a woman, or a woman...

  Finally, there is the issue of incense. Qu Xinwei said that the incense is made from hibiscus and has been made into a hundred catties. It has been sent to the ministers and the palace. It has been half a month ago.

  In this era, opium poppies were called Afulang, which originated from an ancient family in the neighboring country Ningyuan. This family made a living by growing Afulang, but they did not do evil, they were only used for medicinal purposes.

   Later, it was discovered by "Master Yun" during his travels, and he was brought back to Dongling, and planted secretly. Later, it became large-scale, and now it is transported to the capital, ready to be used in conspiracy.

  After hearing these words, Tang Jinghong's face sank, and the minister let alone that the incense made by Afulong had already entered the palace. I don't know if the emperor used it.

   "Qing Zhi, is there anything that can identify A Furong?"

Chu Qingzhi said, "I need to see the incense to find out." She paused and said, "Go to the inn to find Hongjun and Lin Jiang, bring them to meet me, I'll go to the aromatherapy workshop first. "

  Tang Jinghong stared at Chu Qingzhi for a while, then nodded, "I'll go when we go out later."

  Chu Qingzhi touched her face, why did Jing Hong look at herself like that?

   Tang Jinghong was thinking in his heart at this time, he seems to be too clingy, what he thought was that they would go to the inn together, and then go to the aromatherapy workshop together, and realized that he was too clingy, so he changed his mind.

  Chu Qingzhi shook the bell in front of Qu Xinwei's ear, making him faint, "Jing Hong, do you see if he has tattoos of rice ears?"

   After speaking, she walked to the window to avoid it.

  Tang Jinghong took off Qu Xinwei's clothes, "Qingzhi, there are tattoos."

  Chu Qingzhi nodded, "Let's go."

"good."

  After leaving Prince Rui's Mansion, the soldiers split into two groups, Chu Qingzhi went to the aromatherapy workshop, and Tang Jinghong went to the inn.

  Chu Qingzhi came to the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of War, flew to the roof of the middle house, rang the bell, and the ripple-like bells flew into the ears of everyone in the mansion, making them all fall asleep.

  Chu Qing Zhifei landed in the yard, opened the door to enter the aromatherapy workshop, glanced at the room, and walked straight to the aromatherapy wooden tray where the finished products were placed.

  The finished aroma diffuser is made into a block, light brown, with some pungent taste, the size of a thumb.

  Chu Qingzhi took a piece of incense and put it in the palm of her hand, crushed it, put the powder into the teacup next to it, added clear water and stirred it evenly, and activated the spiritual power to heat it, the water in the cup finally turned purple.

   "It's easy to tell."

  Chu Qingzhi clapped her hands, went to open the five big boxes, there was nothing unexpected, they were full of poppies.

  Ten lines, there are far more poppies than this. Seeing that they brought the poppies here, it is speculated that there should be some more on the way.

  Chu Qingzhi brushed the box lightly with her fingers, and all the poppies immediately deteriorated, but they still looked and smelled the same.

  She closed the boxes one by one, and went to see the production process of the incense. Halfway through, Tang Jinghong came with Zhan Hongjun and Bao Linjiang.

   "Master." Zhan Hongjun and Bao Linjiang shouted together.

  Chu Qingzhi looked at the two of them, "Did Jing Hong tell you what happened?"

  The two nodded together, "Say it."

   Then there is no need for her to explain anything, just cut to the point, she took the cup over, "It has the incense of Afulan, and the powder will turn purple when it is dissolved in water and heated. You should check it secretly."

   "Master, we know."

  Chu Qingzhi exhorted, "Remember, you can't scare the snakes, otherwise you won't be able to take them all at once."

  The two of them agreed with solemn expressions.

  Chu Qingzhi said, "This is the workshop where they make incense, take a look, if there is no problem, you can leave."

  Zhan Hongjun asked with concern, "Master, what about you?"

  Chu Qingzhi said, "I have other arrangements, I didn't look for you, and you don't look for me, everyone should be careful during this time."

  Zhan Hongjun quickly agreed, "Master, we know."

  Chu Qingzhi looked at Tang Jinghong, "Can I still go to the prison in Dali Temple now?"

   Tang Jinghong nodded, "Yes."

  Chu Qingzhi's eyes became a bit more interested, "Then let's go there right away, I'm very curious about what huge secret the Minister of War is hiding."

  After a stick of incense, Chu Qingzhi stood in front of the Minister of War.

  Even if Lord Shangshu is reduced to a prisoner, he is still very particular. He wears his prison uniform neatly and combs his hair meticulously...

  Chu Qingzhi sized up the person in front of her, but didn't speak for a while.

  Shangshu of the Ministry of War did not sleep, and when he heard the movement, he opened his eyes, and when he touched Chu Qingzhi's eyes as bright as a spring, his heart sank, and suddenly he felt that the secret could no longer be kept.

  (end of this chapter)