"Are you Red Buddha’s Hand?" Yan Wanqing didn’t know how to describe her feelings at this mont.
Yan Lingzhen frowned, seemingly annoyed by her overreaction, "You allow elder sister to be the master of the hall, but not Xiaoliu to be Red Buddha’s Hand?"
"How can you..." This ti, Yan Wanqing was truly surprised.
That she was the master of the hall, even her parents didn’t know; it was an organization she had reorganised and established since her rebirth, just a few months ago, how could Yan Lingzhen be so aware of it?!
This was the first ti since her rebirth that she felt things were sowhat out of control.
The girl who had been kept in the cottage and never showed her face in her past life had given her such a big surprise upon eting in this life.
"Sister, close your mouth; the cold air is going to get in," Yan Lingzhen said as she stretched out her small hand, gently lifting her chin to close her mouth.
Yan Wanqing pursed her lips, thought for a mont, and squeezed out a sentence, "Who else knows about your identity? Does Grandmother and Second Aunt know?"
"Naturally, I can’t let them know," Yan Lingzhen snorted lightly, "If they knew, they would probably squeeze out all my value."
The latter half of the sentence didn’t sit well with Yan Wanqing’s ears.
"...You’ve suffered over these years."
When Xiaoliu was taken away, she was not there, and by the ti she ca back, the person had already been taken to the cottage...
There was a slightly unnatural expression on Yan Lingzhen’s face, "Why ntion these things, what person gave elder sister the poison?"
"You knew it was poison last ti, did you?"
"Naturally."
Yan Wanqing helplessly smiled wryly, "It’s better not to tell you about this matter."
"Why?" Yan Lingzhen sat down, her expression slightly perverse, "Do you think I’m a child and disdain to talk to ?"
"But if elder sister doesn’t tell, then I won’t give you the antidote."
Yan Wanqing: "..." Just knew this little girl was not simple.
From the first glance, she knew that Yan Lingzhen was not benevolent, but as the elder sister, knowing her younger sister had suffered over the years, she naturally had to help her vent her anger.
However, she wasn’t angry, even curved her lips slightly.
"True to our Yan Family." Everyone is unkind."
Yan Lingzhen also curved her lips, her eyes carrying a cunning light, "A king’s teammate is naturally a king. Sister Six can’t lag behind too much and hold back elder sister."
"Fine, telling you won’t hurt." Yan Wanqing’s gaze deepened slightly, she waved her hand in the air, and the Hidden Guard cleared the area for her, she looked at Yan Lingzhen, her expression serene, "It was Father who administered the poison."
Yan Lingzhen’s eyes flickered, and she remained silent.
After a good while, she clenched Yan Wanqing’s hands tightly, her voice slightly hoarse, "I understand, elder sister, I will definitely get the poison out for you, but Xiaoliu has a request as well, and hopes elder sister will agree."
"Let’s hear it."
Yan Lingzhen paused for a mont, her small face very serious, "Elder sister’s endeavors, Xiaoliu also wants to help."
Seeing that Yan Wanqing furrowed her brows, as if afraid she wouldn’t agree, Yan Lingzhen hurriedly said, "Xiaoliu is not a child anymore; when elder sister was my age, a call to arms was an army of thousands, while Xiaoliu might not be as formidable as elder sister, I am also a Divine Doctor. Outside people would pay a fortune to seek my treatnt, and I may not even go; elder sister mustn’t underestimate ."
"And there’s your Guanyin Hall—I can help you make it flourish. Sister, Sister, many hands make light work; just look at , I’m really not bad."
Yan Wanqing felt her body being shaken, sowhat helplessly, "Stop for a mont, you’re making dizzy."
Yan Lingzhen promptly stopped, staring eagerly at Yan Wanqing like a pitiful little puppy.
"How exactly do you propose to help expand the Guanyin Hall? Let hear it," Yan Wanqing asked.
Yan Lingzhen imdiately jumped off the bed, picked up so paper and a brush from the desk, scribbled hastily resulting in inky hands. After finishing, she handed it to Yan Wanqing as if offering a treasure.
Expecting much, Yan Wanqing took it only to find the characters missing limbs, smudged with ink and as sloppily written as a dog’s crawl. She frowned, "Xiaoliu, your handwriting really hurts the eyes."
Yan Lingzhen snatched the paper back, "It’s not important, not important. Sister, if you can’t understand it, let explain."
"Firstly, the rise of an organization must be well-structured. Under Guanyin Hall, there could be many branches, everyone doing their respective duties to collectively promote the hall."
Yan Wanqing felt there was so truth to it; it coincided with her thoughts, yet she hadn’t expected Yan Lingzhen, at such a young age, to have such foresight—she couldn’t help but feel imnsely proud.
This was her little sister after all!
"Go on," said Yan Wanqing, her face expressionless.
After pondering for a mont, Yan Lingzhen continued, "For example, we could have many departnts, a talent departnt to recruit capable people, a finance departnt responsible solely for making money, and a dical departnt dedicated to treating people..."
That day Yan Lingzhen completely refreshed Yan Wanqing’s understanding; the two sisters talked for a long ti. By the ti Yan Lingzhen was about to leave, the structure of the Guanyin Hall was essentially complete.
Pine Crane Hall: To broadly recruit talented individuals. Anyone with talent and knowledge can join under Pine Crane Hall, providing them with money, convenience, and even referrals, not limited to Dawei, targeting the Six Kingdoms.
Money Leopard: Focused on the comrce pathway, earning money, providing resources and finances to other organizations. Yan Wanqing initially decided to start in South of the River, then moving to North of the Pass, to monopolize currency across the Six Kingdoms.
Tongren Hall: To enlist Divine Doctors and famous healers from all around, collecting rare dicinal materials, led by Red Buddha’s Hand, offering dical services across the Six Kingdoms.
These are just the ones apparent to everyone. After Yan Lingzhen left, Yan Wanqing added two more.
Stormy Building: A covert assassin departnt, specifically dealing with special problems.
Iron Horse Street: A street of blacksmiths. Ostensibly crafting farming tools, secretly supplying the Six Kingdoms with weapons and armor for warfare.
Fireworks Lane: Fireworks and willow alley, used to collect secrets and leverage among high officials and nobles.
Yan Wanqing was never a person with a tender heart; the harsh lessons from her previous life were too profound—this life, she had to prepare so extraordinary asures.
Considering her Yan Family’s ironclad loyalty in protecting the people of Dawei and the Imperial Family, yet those in high power could decide to kill on a whim, and ordinary people could curse as they pleased.
No one really cared about the truth, nor did they rember the blood the n of the Yan Family shed without shedding a tear in battle.
Since that was the case, in this life, she intended to stand at the absolute pinnacle of power, gripping everyone’s weaknesses in her hands to prevent them from arbitrarily deciding the life and death of the Yan Family!
In the dark of night, Yan Wanqing half-squinted her eyes, "All heard that, right?"
"We heard, my lord," they replied.
"Go and look into Xiaoliu—the more detailed, the better," ca the emotionless voice.
She wanted to know what exactly had happened to Xiaoliu throughout his life.
anwhile, Yan Lingzhen, having finished the last chestnut in her hand, suddenly exclaid, "Oh, I forgot to change the dicinal scent in sister’s room today."
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