Wutong Taoist asked Zhang Zheng to speak first, and Yin Shunlong smiled and said: "Yes, Brother Zhang has been hiding in Lingji Palace for two years, so he must know the person named Zhao very well."
Zhang Zheng was slightly embarrassed, but Yin Zhanlong ranked first among the four generals of Ling'ao Island, had higher cultivation than him, and had more ships than him, so he could only pretend not to hear.
He coughed and just stood up, when someone started cheering again: "Zhang Tou is hiding the ruthless sword in Lingji Palace. How dare he step out of the palace gate!" Suddenly there was a burst of laughter.
Now Zhang Zheng was angry: "I'm going undercover, why are you hiding from the ruthless sword? Who said that? Stand up for me!"
Taoist Wutong smoothed things over: "Okay, okay, just stop saying a few words and listen to what he has to say."
Zhang Zheng said: "Abbot Zhao and Lingji Palace have never gotten along very well, so my understanding is wrong, but what Chen Miuzhu said is indeed his style. This person likes to follow steps in everything he does, and what he does most is to make decisions
Rules. When we were building a civilized city, we set a bunch of rules. If you feel anxious on the street, you won't be allowed to pee or defecate, and you have to go to the hut he built. Also, pedestrians, vehicles and horses must keep to the right, and so on..."
Someone below wondered: "Isn't that suffocating people to death?"
Another person said: "What are you breaking the rules? I'm left-handed, so I'm not allowed to walk anymore?"
It caused another burst of laughter.
Zhang Zheng continued: "After he became the abbot of Jiming Temple, he made a lot of rules. The cultivation certificate and the sea trade license are just one of them. This set of rules was also learned by us at Sangong.
You have to create a document for everything you do, you have to write a leave note when you go out, you have to sign each one when you receive your salary, you have to make a plan and write an application before doing something, you have to write a report when you come back from the work, and you have to submit an annual summary at the end of the year, it's annoying to death.
!I can’t stand these tricks, so I might as well just not bother to do this undercover, just make a fortune and come back to meet my brothers.”
Taoist Wutong nodded: "So you don't mean to be difficult?"
Someone below immediately said: "Island owner, don't care if he is deliberately making things difficult for others, let's just kill him and grab the big one! If they get scared, they will naturally seal the East China Sea to the island owner!"
Others shouted: "Even if you don't mean it, you are looking down on our brothers. When talking to them, you still need to write a paperwork application? Let's rush into Yingtian. Whoever wants to see the island owner can write it!"
Amid the commotion, Taoist Wutong waved his hands to keep everyone quiet. After waving his hands for a long time, the people below started shouting even louder.
Taoist Wutong immediately threw out several money bags, and the silver ingots fell like flowers in the air, causing the shopkeepers to rush forward to grab them. After grabbing them, everyone calmed down and stared at Taoist Wutong as he continued to hand out the money bags.
Taoist Wutong scolded: "Is it me or you? Is it me or you who owns the island?"
Someone replied: "We just feel..."
Several more money bags were thrown out, and while everyone was scrambling for them, Taoist Wutong said loudly: "What do you think? I don't want you to think, I want what I think! I called you here first to discuss it, so that you can have a good conversation.
Yes, I think this is feasible, so just do it like this, sign it, and send it to Chen Miazhu to Yingtian! Who is against it?"
As soon as someone raised his hand, Taoist Wutong flashed his figure and slapped him twice in the face, making the shopkeeper sit down on the ground with stars in his eyes.
"I think you haven't had enough to eat, so just take my slap! Who else objects?"
No one said anything anymore. Taoist Wutong waved his hand and said, "No one objects, so it's settled. When we get down, call the shopkeeper from the outer island that you are familiar with to come over and sign. He will give you ten taels of silver for each signature. Get out!"
There was a sudden uproar in the big tent, and the shopkeepers rushed out in droves, all gone in the blink of an eye.
Yin Zhanlong asked: "Island Master, do you really follow the bullshit rules of Cockcrow Temple? Our brothers have been gathering here for a month."
The four generals under him were all waiting for Taoist Wutong to explain. Taoist Wutong sneered: "The alliance has been established, but look at how many island owners and shopkeepers on the outer islands really obey me? This time is an opportunity. All island owners and shopkeepers
If I sign jointly with the main person in charge, then I will be recognized as the leader of the alliance by everyone. I am not the leader of the alliance in words, but the leader of the alliance signed by the island owner and shopkeepers! The leader of the alliance has even been registered by the Taoist sect!"
The four generals all reacted and praised: "The island owner is brilliant! He is really brilliant!"
Chen Miuzhu waited in Jiming Temple for more than half a month. He was in fear every day, but Du Kang was the only one there.
At first, Baisha gang leader Gu Chong accompanied him to drink, but after drinking many times, he couldn't wait for the exact news from Ling'ao Island. Gu Chong couldn't stand it any longer. He complained to Chen Miuzhu and Yu Jingzi and returned to Baisha.
The island is gone.
Chen Miuzhu also asked: "You just go back like this?"
Gu Chong asked back: "Where are you going if you don't go back? There are many things in the gang, and the brothers are still waiting for me to make the decision when I go back."
"I mean, Jiming Temple just let you go back? Well, even if I didn't ask, they really don't care whether we stay or leave. Maybe Abbot Zhao doesn't even know about our visit to the pier... These guys
bureaucracy!"
When he said this, Chen Miuzhu slapped his palm on the table angrily, smashing the table into pieces.
On the side, Yu Jingzi was curled up on the corner of the bed, looking through the latest chapter of Commentary on the Three Kingdoms published in "Junshan Notes" with gusto. She was startled and spat out the letter: "This is the fifth table, again
Two taels of silver..."
When he was angry, he was angry, and when he said harsh words, he said harsh words, but Chen Miuzhu had no way to do it. No matter where he tried, it was like hitting a ball of cotton, unable to cause any movement.
Even now, he doesn't know who to blame, who to hate, or who is the culprit for his current predicament.
Damn program!
Fortunately, there was such a happy event as meeting an "old friend" in a foreign country, which comforted him. The "old friend" was Qian Xundaotong from the inspection team. They were not old friends in the strict sense, but they all came from overseas and shared a certain common language.
Qianxun Taotong actually knew the third uncle of Master Chen Miuzhu’s son and his daughter!
This discovery quickly brought the two sides closer, and they often drank together when they had nothing to do. From Qian Xun Daotong, he met Liu Chujiu and Lin Ayu. Following them, Chen Miuzhu went to listen to a few
An open class of the captain's monk training class.
When he was extremely bored, he actually accompanied these three people on an errand. Late that night, they seized two cargo ships that were conducting smuggling transactions on the middle branch of the river. Chen Miuzhu was the first to rush forward.
When he stepped on the top of the ship building and looked down at the stunned group of smugglers on the deck below, shouting "The inspection team is handling the case, everyone lies down and don't move", he really felt majestic and domineering.
, not to mention how sour and refreshing it is.
He even helped Qianxun Daotong and the others fight in a group fight with the Ding group! Although Zhao Feiqian slapped him on the shoulder, causing a big bruise, he didn't feel any pain at all. When Liu Chujiu slapped him
When he touched his head and said that he was righteous, he was so moved that he wanted to cry.
In order to celebrate the seven-star monks who were beaten to the point of running away in embarrassment, they drank in a restaurant to celebrate the victory that night, and he even took the initiative to pay for it. That day, he was really drunk.
This kind of day passed for another half a month, and by the end of March, he finally received a reply from Ling'ao Island, with a thick pile of signatures attached to the letter.