[The Internet will be connected in the evening, and I will continue to add updates for the leader tomorrow.]

Of course the gift was from Jiao Shun.

After all, he is a man who is sworn in with gambling and drugs. He may be procrastinating and hesitating about other things, but he never hesitates when it comes to investing in women.

But he said that he had given gifts in the name of Zhao Guoji and had lunch with Mrs. Xu in the hall. He then went back to the east chamber to catch up on his sleep, and slept until Shen Zheng [four o'clock in the afternoon] before he got up in a daze.

After simply washing up and being served by Siqi Yuchai, he suddenly remembered that he still needed to destroy the evidence, so he hurriedly left Siqi and briefly told Yuchai about the matter.

In fact, after being broken into by Mrs. Wang at the Cuicui Temple last time, Yuchai was frightened out of his mind. When he came back, he thought about throwing away those 'old clothes', but his uncle got even more serious...

Now that she heard that the stolen goods were to be sold, she naturally supported it with both hands.

Immediately, I was going to go to the west wing to get the things, and then take them to the kitchen and burn them.

However, as soon as the jade bracelet turned around, Jiao Shun suddenly changed his mind: "Don't rush to burn it now. You can go back and pack it up. When I go out later, I can just take it with me and throw it away."

As soon as Yuchai heard this, he knew that the uncle must have some other purpose.

Although I was a hundred times unhappy, how could I dare to disobey Jiao Shun's orders?

I had no choice but to agree reluctantly, and went to the west wing to wrap a few small clothes into my baggage.

Jiao Shunyin thought that he would probably spend the night outside, so he wanted to go to the south room to say hello to Xing Xiuyan and tease his daughter.

When he arrived at the south room, he saw Xing Xiuyan, Xiang Ling, and Hong Yu sitting around making accounts, fiddling with the abacus, and he said clearly: "Have the accounts for the spices been delivered?"

"It was delivered in the afternoon."

Xing Xiuyan stood up and handed over a piece of paper: "This is a rough estimate of income and expenditure. There may be some discrepancies in some details of the accounts, but in general they should be similar."

Jiao Shun nodded slightly, took it and glanced at it casually, and found that because it was August 15th, his income this month was quite considerable, the total amount was about just over 20,000 taels.

Among them, just from selling aquatic products, I made a net profit of 4,000 taels of silver.

These were all given by the Hedao Yamen of various provinces. After all, Jiao Shun had just taken charge of the Hedao Yamen's request for approval in the first half of the year. If the Hedao Yamen of the various provinces did not even have this kind of human contact, they would not be able to be officials.

Fresh goods are delivered to nearby provinces, and dry goods are delivered to distant provinces. There are both fresh and fresh goods, ranging from three to four hundred kilograms, to more than one thousand kilograms.

For the dozen or so people in the Jiao family, there was no place to put them, let alone eat them.

Fortunately, there is a company in the capital that specializes in purchasing these earthen rituals, which is the same method as the recycling of high-end tobacco and alcohol in later generations, so it is not troublesome to deal with them.

Although there are slightly more taps in the middle, the advantage is that the identity of the seller is never asked, and the money and goods are never in arrears.

So what Wang Xifeng said is right. For a top-notch position like the head of the Department of General Affairs, even if you don't take bribes directly, you can still save money in a year by relying on the "earth ceremony" during the festivals and the ice and charcoal ceremony in summer and winter.

One hundred thousand net worth.

This is because Jiao Shun abides by the rules. Otherwise, he only needs to open his mouth a little wider, and three to five million taels of silver would be at his fingertips.

but……

His recent expenditures are indeed quite large. It costs seven to eight thousand taels to increase capital and expand production, and he also spends seven to eight thousand taels on women.

In addition, the new house on Zijin Street has already entered the final stage, and it will cost a lot of money to purchase furniture. After thinking about it, August 15th this year was actually wasted.

"Oh, it's hard to be an upright official."

Jiao Shun put the income and expenditure data back on the table and tapped it with his fingers: "If Madam wants to ask, please understate it by two thousand taels."

Xing Xiuyan didn't ask why, he just nodded in agreement, took out the article about the girls, handed it to Jiao Shun and said: "I made the annotations according to the master's wishes, do you think it's okay?"

Although Jiao Shun's calligraphy has improved in the past two years, if compared with these young literary and artistic women in Rong Guofu, he really can't stand up.

What's more, he was unable to use words and sentences to quote scriptures.

Therefore, they always explain the general direction and then entrust Xing Xiuyan to make specific comments.

Jiao Shun took a rough look at it and saw that there were no obvious errors, so he returned it to Xing Xiuyan: "You can send it directly to Xiaoxiang Pavilion later and let them revise it today and tomorrow. It must be finalized before the second grade of junior high school."

This specific plan to take revenge on the Mei family is basically not much different from Jiao Shun's original plan.

But some details have changed.

For example, it was originally planned to publish these articles with hidden flaws at the same time, but after repeated negotiations, it was changed to be published in batches.

That is to say: Chu Yi published an article that was all right in the summer newspaper, and then submitted other defective articles to several newspapers that were published every five and ten days, and at the same time tried to get rid of the essay.

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This will help the event continue to ferment.

Moreover, the essay appears before the flawed article, which is more conducive to reversal later.

Some unscrupulous media in later generations will first quietly post the 'truth' on the Internet, and then launch a massive negative propaganda campaign. After the incident has become widespread, they will then guide the masses to 'discover' the 'truth' that has been prepared for a long time.

Create a so-called reversal and ultimately achieve the effect of hype.

To put it bluntly, if you want to increase, suppress first, or if you want to suppress, increase first.

Although there is no "Internet Memory" now, as long as an ambush is prepared in advance, a similar reversal effect can be achieved.

Talk less.

After handling these trivial matters, Jiao Shun stayed with Xing Xiuyan and his daughter Wen for more than half an hour. It was not until he came back from his duty at Laiwang that he decided to go out for an appointment in the evening. He picked up his baggage and drove his father's mule cart in a low-key manner.

Exited the back door of Rongguo Mansion.

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At the same time, inside Muni Courtyard.

Miaoyu struggled for two days and one night over whether to become a 'Buddha' or not. Before she could make a decision, she faced new troubles.

It's approaching evening.

Two middle-aged nuns knocked on the door and saw Miaoyu meditating with her eyes closed. They looked at each other and hesitated, wondering whether they should speak.

Jingyi saw it and said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me directly, senior sister... the host will make a decision after hearing it."

The two middle-aged nuns pushed and shoved each other for a while, and then one of them said: "We didn't dare to disturb the leader of the Qing Dynasty, but it is related to the livelihood of our monastery, and we really can't delay it."

"livelihood?"

Jingyi wondered: "What exactly is going on? Please explain it more clearly."

The middle-aged nun who spoke first bowed her head to her chubby companion, and the fat nun had no choice but to continue: "Even when the old host was present at the fast meeting on the fifth day of the lunar month next month, she would personally come to invite the lay people. Now..."

When she first settled in Muni Yuan, Jingyi had also heard about the Zhai Hui and knew that it was the monthly alms fundraiser held by Muni Yuan.

Thinking again about the 'livelihood' issue mentioned just now, she immediately frowned and asked: "How much charity money do we still have in our account?"

"this……"

The two nuns looked at each other, lowered their heads at the same time, and muttered: "There is less than thirty taels of silver."

Jingyi's eyes widened and she lost her voice: "Young Nuo Muniyuan, how can you only have thirty taels of silver in your account?!"

"Yes, it's less than thirty taels."

The fat nun made a correction and explained: "There are always two accounts in the temple, one is the private account of the host, and the other is the public account of the temple. Every month's income is first put into the private account, and then the amount is transferred to the public account.

Now that the old manager has moved the order to another place, the private account will naturally also..."

Jingyi naturally understood what she meant, and quickly asked: "Never mind the private accounts, is there a list of the lay people invited by the fasting club in the past? Even if there is no list, you should know those regular guests, right?"

The thin nun said with a bitter face: "During the usual fasting meetings, we were just doing odd jobs outside, and the knowledgeable guests who came forward were all close disciples of the old abbot, but now they all order with the abbot..."

"Don't you recognize any of them?"

"Yes, there are three or four of them."

As the fat nun spoke, she took out a list of names from her sleeve and respectfully presented it to Miaoyu, but Miaoyu didn't react at all.

Fortunately, Jingyi hurriedly reached out and took it, thus avoiding the embarrassment.

The fat nun took two steps back and hesitated: "But we recognize others, but they may not recognize us."

Jingyi heard the unfinished meaning of her words, first looked at the mostly empty list in her hand, then raised her eyes to look at the fat nun and asked: "So, if I ask you to wait for the invitation, I'm afraid you probably won't get it?

"

The fat nun looked at the thin nun, and the thin nun looked at the fat nun, then both lowered their heads in acquiescence.

Jingyi gritted her teeth and felt anxious, but she also knew that they were not to blame for this, so she asked again: "How much does the temple usually cost?"

"It used to be more."

The thin nun hurriedly said: "Because many senior sisters and junior sisters have left recently, our success rate has always been low... Oops!"

Halfway through her words, she suddenly screamed in pain, but the fat nun stepped on her hard. The fat nun laughed and said, "If you don't care about the abbot, two taels of silver are enough for the temple's daily expenses."

Originally, the temple was actually divided into three, six, and nine grades. According to the past practices of the fat nun and others, plus other expenses in the temple, one or two or seven taels of silver per day was enough. She reported two taels, which was obviously in comparison with the old ones.

Preside over the treatment of close disciples.

The skinny nun suddenly understood and quickly agreed.

Although Jingyi heard something fishy, ​​she had no intention of arguing with the two of them for the moment.

She made some calculations in her mind. If she went by the fat nun's statement, the temple's monthly expenses would be sixty taels of silver. Including the expenses for her own lady's fine clothing and food, it would probably cost at least one hundred taels of silver.

!

After settling the accounts, she found a random reason to send the two nuns away, and then looked at Miaoyu who was sitting cross-legged in meditation but hesitated to speak.

"Alas~"

After a long time, Miaoyu opened her eyes and sighed, gritting her silver teeth and saying, "I'm afraid she's also part of his plan."

"Senior Sister is saying..."

Seeing the unwillingness and resistance on Miaoyu's face, Jingyi hurriedly changed her words: "Senior sister is familiar with scriptures, and her understanding of Buddhist philosophy is better than that of the old nun. If she is willing to come forward to hold a fasting party, she will definitely be able to raise more money.

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After a pause, he added: "If we stop the usual incense offerings, ten taels of silver a month should be enough."

Compared with the nuns' three meals, the incense offerings in the main hall are the largest expense in the temple.

However, this last sentence also revealed the truth, showing that she actually did not think highly of Miaoyu going to beg for alms.

When it comes to her understanding of Buddhism alone, I dare not say that Miaoyu is better than the old master. At least she is on par with her. But the problem is that she is a leader in practice, and her temper is...

Besides, most of the people who donate to Muni Yuan are women. They will not pay for Miaoyu's appearance, and it may even cause counter-effects.

But seeing Miaoyu shaking her head repeatedly: "The inheritance of Muni Yuan has not been cut off for hundreds of years. As soon as we came here, we stopped offering incense. Not to mention that the lay people will inevitably be suspicious. How can you and I tolerate it?"

After hearing this, Jingyi couldn't help but secretly smile bitterly, thinking that the girl's temper of wanting to save face and suffer hardship would probably never change in her lifetime.

"Then this fasting meeting..."

"Don't worry, let me think about it again."

Miaoyu shook her head again, and the resistance on her face was much stronger than when she mentioned Jiao Shun before.

Being a 'Buddha' means hiding behind closed doors. To hold this Dharma conference, she has to deal with all kinds of people. When she thinks of talking about Dharma with those ignorant fools, and even pretending to flatter them, she

I was filled with rejection and even fear.

If we really want to look into it carefully, her usual attitude of rejecting people from thousands of miles away is actually not without the element of social fear.

Seeing her like this, Jingyi couldn't say anything else. It happened that the bell for dinner rang outside, so she went to the kitchen to get vegetarian food.

Just as he was about to send Miaoyu's share of the "special offering for the host" to the Zen room, he suddenly saw the nun guarding the gate approaching in a panic and with a happy face. Before she could get closer, she shouted: "Senior sister, senior sister, the nun who bought it for the abbot

The master of Xiamuniyuan is here!"

Jingyi was taken aback. She didn't know whether to ask Miaoyu in advance or to go out to greet Jiao Shun. After hearing the news, several nuns rushed over. Some said they were going to inform the host for her, and some urged them to go out to greet Jiao Shun.

of.

The level of enthusiasm was even higher than yesterday when the master and the servant entered the Lord Muni Monastery.

The two nuns, fat and thin, had already told what they had just seen in the monastery. Everyone was a little pessimistic about the future situation. Suddenly they heard that a 'big benefactor' came to the door. Naturally, they were looking forward to getting a long-term meal ticket.

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Jingyi couldn't refuse, so she had to rush out to greet him.

At that time, Jiao Shun had already entered the courtyard gate and was striding in carrying a small baggage.

Jingyi hurriedly came forward to greet him, but since it was not easy to take him directly to the Miaoyu Zen Room, she simply led Jiao Shun to the Main Hall. While ordering people to serve tea quickly, she sent someone again in front of Jiao Shun.

Go and invite Miaoyu.

"No rush."

Jiao Shun raised his hand and handed the baggage to Jingyi: "I will send this to you to host, and say that I will only wait for her here for a quarter of an hour."

Jingyi was stunned for a moment, then quickly took the baggage, told Jiao Shun, and hurried out of the Main Hall.

When she turned the corner and saw no one around, she opened her bag and took a quick look. Her pretty face immediately turned red, and her hands were trembling so hard that she wished she could throw these things out of the temple gate!

Needless to say, what is inside is the obscene clothes sorted out by jade bracelets.

Jiao Shun had previously thought about changing the costumes of Miaoyu's master and servant, but it happened that his family wanted to 'sell the stolen goods', so he simply came here to reuse the resources.

And because he usually picked up the second-rate and tore it apart, the remaining pieces were all 'treasures'. Jingyi felt ashamed just by looking at them, let alone giving them to Miaoyu to wear.
Chapter completed!