The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

Chapter 680 Reward
The yard where Pan Yun lives is as lively as a vegetable market in the morning.

The heroes excitedly gathered around several boxes to select fine iron.

When Pan Yun came out of Zhang Weiliang's room, he saw Hu Jing swinging a big knife and chopping at the fine iron.

The onlookers were amazed and saw a shallow scratch on the fine iron stone, but Hu Jing's knife had a cut on it.

A hero said, "Hero Gu, there are too many impurities in your knife, and the proportions are not good. The blade is too blunt."

Hu Jing wiped the blade with his thumb, his eyes sparkling, "Melt it and forge a new one. Add this piece of fine iron and you can make a heavy blade."

"Heavy sword? Wouldn't it be like chopping watermelons to kill the pirates with one blow?"

Everyone laughed happily when they thought of that scene.

Pan Yun stepped forward and asked: "How's the selection going?"

Everyone clasped their fists and greeted her: "Master Sanzhu!"

"Master Sanzhu!"

The crowd separated into a path.

Pan Yun walked over to the box and took a look. He picked up a piece of fine iron, weighed it, and nodded: "It's really good."

"Master Sanzhu also fights with a sword?"

Pan Yun smiled and shook his head: "I already have a good sword, there is no need to fight anymore, you can divide it."

When everyone heard this, they excitedly came forward to divide the spoils.

Yamana Hideshichi led his men to carry five boxes of silver and one box of gold and said proudly, "Miss Pan, the silver and gold you asked for are here."

When the box was opened, the heroes' eyes lit up and they looked at Pan Yun.

Pan Yun glanced around and called Qu Zhixing over: "We will reward according to merit. Everyone will kill as many enemies as possible. If Qu Zhixing has the accounts, he will divide the money. You can also check your accounts, and then..."

She glanced around and nodded, "Let Wang Cong, Zhang Weiyi and Gao Zhiming supervise it."

Everyone has no objection.

Wang Cong is Pan Yun's nephew and represents her, Zhang Weiyi represents the Taoists, and Gao Zhiming represents this group of people in the martial arts world, covering all aspects.

Oh, even people in the court took it into consideration.

Everyone looked at Qu Zhixing with sidelong glances. On the surface, this man was called Qu Daxia, but in reality he was Mr. Qu’s Jinyiwei. Couldn’t he represent the imperial court?
Officials are really cunning. They never thought of counting the heads, but he was able to remember every head he harvested.

Although they don't count, they can still figure it out if they think carefully, and then compare it with their friends next to them, the data will be almost the same.

Then after a count, the number of kills was more than thirty more than Qu Zhixing had counted.

Qu Zhixing: …

When several people work together to kill one person, each of them thinks that the kill is his own, so the number of kills increases as the numbers accumulate.

Finally, Qu Zhixing took out his little notebook and forcefully distributed the money according to his own notebook.

Everyone came over to take a look and no one raised any comments. It can be seen that everyone still recognizes Qu Zhixing's statistics.

Miaohe and Tao Yanbai killed fewer people, especially Tao Yanbai, who was not very good at martial arts and was always protected by others. But both of them got 120 taels of silver and 10 taels of gold.

It was a lot of money, as many heroes only received eighty taels of silver and ten taels of gold.

But no one had any objections.

During this period, no matter if they were sick or injured, they were the ones who treated them.

Zhang Weiliang was rescued despite being seriously injured, and everyone recognized the contributions of both of them.

After this division, everyone can see clearly that everyone gets ten taels of gold, even the wedding gold gets ten taels of gold. The difference lies in the silver.

The least was sixty taels, the most... Everyone looked at the silver bars that Qu Zhixing pointed out and piled up like a small mountain. They knew that they were for Pan Yun, but no one had any objection.

In the battle three days ago, if Pan Yun hadn't brought down the thunder from the sky, they wouldn't have won so easily.

Pan Yun reached out and took the ten taels of gold, which was actually just a small piece, divided very evenly, each piece weighing ten taels.

Xue Shao had already thought about it when he made his suggestion: ten taels of gold was the bottom line.

"The remaining silver will be divided into two parts. One part will be divided equally among everyone, and the other part will be converted into money and distributed to the slaves."

Pan Yun turned around and said to Yi Tiao Jianren who was standing beside him happily, "I'll leave the money exchange to you."

After a moment's pause, Kenjin Ichijo immediately agreed.

He was rewarded according to merit just like everyone else, and he received the smallest share, sixty taels of silver and ten taels of gold.

But he was content.

This means they see him as a partner.

Part of the silver was thrown into the box, and the other part was divided on the spot.

The heroes each received twenty taels of silver and happily put the money away.

The slaves who were asked to carry out the silver were also very happy, as they rarely got to share the money.

There was a great deal of joy inside and outside the courtyard. Yamana Hideshichi, who came to give money, was squeezed to the gate of the courtyard. He struggled to squeeze back to Pan Yun and asked loudly, "Miss Pan, my father invites you to a banquet tonight."

Pan Yun smiled and agreed: "I will bring everyone there on time."

Yamana Hideshichi: "But my father only invited you."

The joyous scene suddenly died down, and everyone looked over silently without saying a word.

Yamana Hideshichi moved uneasily under everyone's gaze: "What, what's wrong?"

Pan Yun just smiled and said nothing.

"Did you scare Mr. Shanming? It's our fault," Xue Shao said gently, "We have an allusion in the Central Plains called the Hongmen Banquet, so when I first heard that the head of the Shanming family only invited Taoist Pan to the banquet, I felt a little sensitive."

Yamana Hideshichi asked stupidly: "What is the Hongmen Banquet?"

Xue Shao: "Mr. Yamana doesn't know, but the head of the Yamana family must know. Why don't you go back and ask the head of the family, the banquet tonight should not be a Hongmen Banquet for our Taoist Master Pan, right?"

Yamana Hideshichi went back to ask his father.

His father: ...

Yamana Mochitoyo's face flushed as he shouted, "Nonsense! What Hongmen Banquet? This is a celebration banquet, a thank-you banquet!"

His chest was heaving, his eyes were sinister, and he paced back and forth in panic: "Where's Jia Ge? Hurry and invite Jia Ge over."

Otagaki Jiage came over slowly. Although he felt helpless after listening to the rumors, he comforted him and said, "Since Master Xue has brought it up, it means they won't doubt the head of the family. The head of the family is not really going to hold a Hongmen Banquet for Miss Pan. Invite them all to the banquet in the evening. After a banquet, the rumors will be broken."

Yamana Mochitoyo: "...Want to invite everyone to the banquet?"

Ota Gaki nods: "There is only one solution at the moment, just invite more people to dinner. I'll ask the servants to prepare it now."

Yamana Mochitoyo was silent.

Otagaki Jiage pretended not to see it, still smiling, and gently urged: "Head of the family, do you want to ask someone to prepare more drinks?"

Yamana Mochitoyo sighed and asked, "Jia Ge, what do you think we should do with Miss Pan?"

Ohtagaki Jiage smiled and said, "Miss Pan is not Japanese and will not stay here for long. The head of the family can just ask Miss Pan directly. She has made great contributions this time and her revenge is almost over. If you want to thank her, why not ask her what she wants? We will try our best to satisfy her."

Yamana Chifeng seemed to be lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)