Chapter 185: Gold Silk Soft Hedgehog Armor
Chapter 185: Gold Silk Soft Hedgehog Armor (Shameless request for votes, thank you!)
The sun is setting to the west.
Qiu Ping'an, who had been calm at first, became more impatient than anyone else. He paced back and forth in front of the door, stretching his neck from time to time, looking towards the path between the maple trees, calculating the time in his mind. From the time when the Seven Evils of the Remnant Snake left to now, four rounds of fighting were enough.
That’s ten thousand taels!
Lord Zhang is still too young and too credulous!
He wanted to gradually build mutual trust with Nanyuan Han Zhong in order to form a three-way confrontation to counter the hall master Di Baiying.
The ideal is very perfect! Unfortunately, the flowers have feelings, but the water is ruthless.
Now everything is gone, and I haven't made a penny.
The Blood Arhat looked towards the gate and asked, "What happened to Old Qiu? It's like he lost his soul."
Liu Ruyan put down the teacup and chuckled, "It's all for the ten thousand taels of silver."
The Blood Arhat said disdainfully: "Silver? These material possessions are like dirt to me. It is not worth worrying about dirt."
Ji Bamao said: "If Old Qiu had half of your understanding, he would have become a Buddha right away."
"Some people regard fame, wealth and status as dirt, while others, in order to obtain them, do not hesitate to harm their fellow brothers. What is poison to one may be honey to another. Everything in the world is absurd, and the world of mortals is full of impermanence."
Liu Ruyan seemed to have thought of something and sighed.
The Blood Arhat laughed loudly and said, "Sister Liu's words contain a lot of hidden meaning. Are you really planning to become a monk as the adults said?"
Meng Lianhuan reached out, picked up the cold tea, lowered his head and took half a sip.
It was approaching dusk.
Four large, heavy wooden boxes were carried into the Blood Crane Hall.
"According to the order of my master, the silver has been delivered. Please check it, Deputy Hall Master Zhang."
They pulled out the poles and ropes and looked at the three pots of Begonias in full bloom in the hall.
Zhang Yu was watering the crabapple flowers to drive away insects. He turned around and glanced at the eight strong men: "I've received the things. You can go back now."
"Farewell!"
Qiu Ping'an couldn't wait to open the wooden box, and saw a bright white area. There were four boxes in a row, all filled with silver ingots.
Qiu Pingan reported: "Sir, there really is 10,000 taels!"
Ji Bamao smiled and said, "I haven't seen so much silver in a long time."
Qiu Pingan said disdainfully: "Stop bragging, you are talking about something you have seen before."
Blood Arhat laughed and said, "He saw it in a dream."
Ji Bamao rolled his eyes and said, "You look down on others. Master Ji, my ancestors were also rich."
Everyone was in high spirits, but Meng Lianhuan and Xie Xiaoman, who were sitting below, were like two silent people, staring at the silver boxes without saying a word.
Liu Ruyan looked at Zhang Yu and said with a smile, "My Lord, how are you going to deal with this money?"
Zhang Yu said directly: "We split up."
Liu Ruyan didn't expect Zhang Yu to be so straightforward: "Break up?"
Qiu Pingan was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. "What a good idea! Since we lost the allowance from the garden, we have been relying on the money we receive from the hall every month. We are so poor. With this money, our lives will be much better in the future."
Liu Ruyan's beautiful eyes moved as she looked at Zhang Yu affectionately: "Then how are you going to divide it, sir?"
"Eight hundred taels for the incense master, three hundred taels for the flag master, and one hundred taels for the ordinary disciples."
There are now five incense masters in Beiyuan, namely Xue Luohan, Ji Bamao, Liu Ruyan, Meng Lianhuan and Xie Xiaoman, nine people at the flag master level, and about thirty ordinary disciples. If it is distributed like this, after the 12,000 are divided, Zhang Yu will have nothing left.
Qiu Ping'an was dejected and looked unlucky. He was promoted to incense master earlier than Blood Arhat. Later, he asked to do clerical work and manage files, and was demoted to flag master.
Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Old Qiu has made great efforts in the reconstruction of Beiyuan, and this time he will also receive resettlement fees according to his position as the incense master." Qiu Ping'an was overjoyed and immediately knelt down, bowing and saying, "Thank you, sir, thank you... resettlement fees?
"Excuse me, sir, what is the resettlement fee?"
Zhang Yu said slowly: "There is an ancient allusion, which goes, 'If you don't sing for three years, you will be astonished when you sing; if you don't fly for three years, you will soar into the sky.' We don't have to wait that long. I was here that day and I said, 'Where you fell, there you will get up.'"
Liu Ruyan said solemnly, "My Lord, have you decided to go to the capital?"
The Blood Arhat laughed and said, "We should have gone a long time ago."
Meng Lianhuan looked at Zhang Yu and asked impatiently, "When do we set off?"
Qiu Pingan said in a trembling voice: "Sir, can I refuse this resettlement fee?"
Zhang Yu stood up, glanced at Qiu Ping'an, and ordered: "Leave for the capital in three days. Anyone who dares not to arrive will be punished according to the rules of the sect."
There was a hint of murderous intent in his words, and everyone was solemn. Compared to when he first came to Beiyuan, in a short period of time, Zhang Yu had established a great prestige in the hearts of the people by being decisive in killing and clear in rewarding and punishing.
Under the leadership of several incense masters, Xuehe Beiyuan divided the silver. Those who had families went home to rest, while those who did not have families threw their two bags of silver to Fengliuyan in Qianhong Tower.
These past few days, Xuehe North Garden has been unusually quiet.
On the third day, an unexpected guest came to visit.
"Serve tea!"
Zhang Yu welcomed the guests into the lobby with a smile, and asked his disciples to serve tea.
The man was more than eight feet tall, wearing a black robe, with thick eyebrows and a square face, and looked heroic. He was Wen Mengjiu, the commander of the Chengde Hall guards, whom he met on the Black Wood Cliff in front of the Nine Dragon Archway.
"Brother Wen, you are in a good mood today and have come to Beiyuan. What can I teach you?"
"That's not even a question of instruction."
Wen Mengjiu held a package in his hand and placed it on the table. He smiled and said, "How can a golden scale stay in a pond? Once it encounters wind and clouds, it will turn into a dragon. When I first met Brother Zhang that day, I knew that you were not an ordinary person. I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, you have become famous in the Divine Religion."
Zhang Yu smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's not a good reputation, right?"
Wen Mengjiu nodded and smiled, "Some people say that you relied on nepotism to rise to the top, and some say that you were arrogant and bullied your fellow soldiers. Oh, and some say that you are good at internal fighting, but not external fighting. You can't deal with the traitors of the Divine Religion on the bloody table, so you are scared and hide in Beiyuan pretending to be an ostrich, but you are good at dealing with your own people."
Zhang Yu didn't take it seriously and chuckled, "It's also because the Eastern Sect Leader is open-minded and doesn't stop people from speaking out. These days, people say all kinds of things."
Wen Mengjiu took a sip of tea and suddenly asked, "I heard that the disciples of Blood Crane North Garden will take a three-day break?"
"That's what happened."
"Are you ready to continue executing that blood file?"
Zhang Yu did not answer, but looked at Wen Mengjiu and said with a smile: "In recent days, many people have asked me about this blood file. Brother Wen is late. Do you also want to know what is on the blood file?"
Wen Mengjiu shook his head and smiled: "You misunderstood, I don't care about those things."
He unwrapped it and took out the object.
It turned out to be a golden soft armor, with barbs all over the surface of the important parts, shining with a faint orchid luster, and obviously poisoned. There was also a small porcelain bottle in the package, with a small note carefully attached to it, with the word "antidote" written on it.
"Brother Zhang, please give this golden soft hedgehog armor to my niece Xie... on my behalf."
Zhang Yu asked curiously, "Brother Wen, why don't you give it to Miss Xiaoman yourself?"
Wen Mengjiu shook his head, as if he had something to hide. After a long while, he said, "I'm afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings. Brother Zhang, don't tell her that I gave her the armor. I'll leave this matter to you."
Zhang Yu sent Wen Mengjiu out of the door, and looked at the golden soft hedgehog armor, but he was completely confused.
(End of this chapter)