Catching Monsters

Chapter 100 Hu Yongsheng

Abbot Yunwu's expression was obviously a little confused. Although as the abbot of Changxin Temple, he naturally wanted the temple to be prosperous more than anyone else.

However, if this practice were to spread, it would probably be ridiculed by all the major Buddhist temples in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Jiang Yun ignored all this and continued with his plan: "Master Wuyuan, please remember this."

"First, recruit a group of monks. Buddhism is secondary. The main thing is that they must be good-looking. A clear face and good looks are the basic requirements."

Young monk Wuyuan interrupted: "Given the reputation of our Changxin Temple, it's good enough that we can recruit monks. If we really need a good-looking monk, I'm afraid other temples will recruit him..."

Jiang Yun heard this and felt it made sense: "Then just recruit some young people in the capital and shave their heads."

Abbot Yunwu coughed and said, "Donor Jiang, you are allowing people without any Buddhist practice to become monks in Changxin Temple..."

"Hey, Abbot, who is born with the ability to practice Buddhism? Isn't this just letting them slowly hone their Buddhist mind?"

"After recruiting them, we will put up a sign that our Changxin Temple will provide free vegetarian meals from now on. Anyone who has difficulties can come to our Changxin Temple to eat vegetarian food."

Young monk Wuyuan was a little confused and asked, "Free vegetarian meals? This must have cost a lot of money in a month."

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes at the little monk and said, "It's just a vegetarian meal, without a drop of oil or water. How much money can it cost? Don't be afraid that someone will come to eat for free every day. Without a drop of oil or water, they won't be able to eat for a few days."

"But soon, the reputation of Changxin Temple will spread."

The most urgent task now is to enhance the reputation and brand of Changxin Temple.

What's a little vegetarian meal?

The free ones are the most expensive.

"Once the popularity is built up, it will be Chinese New Year soon. Whoever wants to burn the first stick of incense to the Buddha will have to bid for it."

"Then find a few people to drive up the price and raise it to 10,000 taels of silver."

"Then make a monthly ranking board and hang it on the bulletin board outside the temple, indicating how much the top brother on the list donated to the Buddha every month."

"The top ten on the list will receive an additional small golden statue of Buddha."

"Brother No. 1 on the list, you can have a private exchange of Buddhist teachings with a senior Buddhist monk every month."

Abbot Yunwu listened to these and found them more and more outrageous. He hurriedly asked, "Where can we find a Buddhist monk to discuss Buddhism with?"

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes at Abbot Yunwu and said, "Have you ever seen a Buddhist monk?"

Abbot Yunwu thought about it carefully, feeling a little ashamed, and clasped his hands together: "Although I have been a Buddhist for many years, my Buddha nature is not good, and my cultivation is humble. How can I be qualified to see a Buddhist monk?"

Jiang Yun clapped his hands and said, "That's it. You've been in the industry for decades and haven't seen anyone like this before. Just find someone to pretend to be him. Who can tell?"

"For now, let's proceed according to this plan. If you encounter any trouble, come to the Jinyiwei East Pacification Office to find me."

"Of course, the main plan now is to rebuild our reputation."

After the conversation, Jiang Yun and Xu Xiaogang also got up and left.

Abbot Yunwu looked at the young monk Wuyuan and carefully wrote down all the plans that Jiang Yun had just mentioned.

He couldn't help but sigh and put his hands together: "Amitabha, if we really do this, won't our Changxin Temple, a quiet Buddhist place, become a tool for making money?"

Wuyuan looked at the plan on the paper and turned back to ask the abbot: "Abbot, if we do it this way, many believers will definitely come to our Changxin Temple."

"Donor Jiang is right. No matter what we do, we are recruiting believers for the Buddha."

"It's better than being deserted like now."

The abbot closed his eyes and said, "Amitabha."

……

Jiang Yun returned to the inn to rest, but he was actually a little unsure. He didn't know whether these methods could revitalize Changxin Temple.

If this path is successful, Changxin Temple should be able to bring itself a stable and considerable income.

But right now, the main thing is to find out who is reselling weapons and supplies.

Jiang Yun took out a piece of paper, sat on the table, and wrote the names of Marquis Wei De and Marquis Ning De on it.

Xu Xiaogang came over and asked curiously, "What are you doing, brother-in-law?"

Jiang Yun said thoughtfully: "Tell me, besides Marquis Weiwu and Marquis Ningde, is there anyone else in the capital who can transport such a large batch of supplies?"

Xu Xiaogang said without hesitation: "Yes, my home."

"Of course, don't worry, my family will definitely not do such a thing!"

"If my father dares to do such a thing, I will break his legs!"

Jiang Yun couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him and changed his mind: "If it's someone with a certain degree of power."

"For example, we can get so many supplies from the Ministry of War and sell them to the northern barbarians without anyone noticing."

"People like this don't lack money, do they?"

"Even if we are short of money, we can sell these weapons and supplies in the Great Zhou Dynasty. It will only be a little troublesome and require more work from our subordinates."

"Once it is found out, it can be turned from a big thing to a small thing."

"But why did he choose to sell it to the Northern Hu and commit such a heinous crime of confiscating the family property?"

Listening to Jiang Yun's analysis, Xu Xiaogang's eyes widened, feeling that it made sense. He said in a deep voice: "Yes, then what does this person want to do..."

Jiang Yun frowned tightly. After thinking about it carefully, this was not a good job at all.

"Go to bed early. Let's go to Wangyue Pavilion the day after tomorrow. Maybe we can find some clues." Xu Xiaogang said.

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes at him: "Are you going there for the clues?"

There is no other clue at the moment, I can only go to Moon-Watching Pavilion the day after tomorrow and try my luck.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door. Jiang Yun got up and opened the door. Qian Buchou had a sad face. He sat down after entering the room and shook his head: "Hey."

"Hey."

"Lord Zhang Wenqi died just like that, out of the blue."

"I followed him to the capital, thinking I would rise to prominence." "As soon as I arrived in the capital, my backer fell."

Jiang Yun quickly poured him a cup of tea and said, "Brother Qian, no matter what, you are now the deputy commander of the North City Military Department, a seventh-rank official."

Qian Buchou's face became even more worried: "Don't mention it, they say people forget about you when you're gone."

"Master Zhang Qiwen just left. He is still not completely forgotten, but his favor has faded."

"The commander of the North City Military Department just called me and said that I had just arrived in the capital and did not fully understand the situation. He told me not to lead the troops anymore and just stay in the government office, drink tea every day and collect my salary."

"I, Old Qian, came all the way to the capital just to drink tea and collect that little salary?"

To put it bluntly, he should stay in the government office honestly and forget about the benefits and money.

Jiang Yun looked at Qian Buchou's expression and said, "How about I try to ask Captain Yang to transfer you to the Imperial Guard?"

"As long as the money is enough, there shouldn't be any problem."

Hearing this, Qian Buchou quickly waved his hand and shook his head: "Brother, you have just arrived at Jinyiwei, and your position is not yet secure, don't worry about my trivial matters."

"It's just giving money to find connections. I'm old Qian, and I'm good at it."

As he spoke, Qian Buchou coughed and glanced at Xu Xiaogang: "It's a pity that even though I have money, I can't find a way to send it..."

"Oh, I'm so worried."

I have no worries about money, so I just need to ask Xu Xiaogang for help.

Xu Xiaogang was not stupid, so he naturally understood the meaning of the words and slowly looked towards Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun said in a deep voice: "Aren't you going to Wangyue Pavilion the day after tomorrow? I have a lot of good poems here."

Xu Xiaogang immediately showed a look of joy, and then said: "Hu Yongsheng, the military doctor, is an old subordinate of my father. I will take you to meet him tomorrow."

Qian Buchou was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him: "Oh, Lord Xu is really righteous. If I get promoted in the future, I will definitely thank Lord Xu for his great kindness..."

Seeing this, Jiang Yun couldn't help but secretly say.

I have to say that Qian Buchou was born to be in the official circle. His ability to get things done is secondary. This guy has a good grasp of the ways of the world.

He will definitely be able to make a difference in the officialdom of the capital.

As it got darker, Jiang Yun sat on the bed and began to meditate.

The next morning, Qian Buchou got up early and prepared to visit Minister Hu Yongsheng.

Jiang Yun was not interested in this at first, but when he thought about it carefully, he realized that Hu Yongsheng was the Minister of War.

Maybe we can get some useful clues from him, so we can go together.

Hu Yongsheng's official residence is located on the east side of the inner city. Although it also has four courtyards and is not small, the location is not outstanding.

But in terms of money-making methods, the Ministry of War ranks relatively low.

The Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Revenue, and the Ministry of Justice are good departments for making money.

Qian Buchou, carrying bags of gifts, and Jiang Yun, led by Xu Xiaogang, came to the gate of Hu Yongsheng's house.

Xu Xiaogang went forward and knocked on the door, and soon the door creaked open.

The person who opened the door was a young servant. He looked at the people in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"

Xu Xiaogang smiled and said, "I am Xu Xiaogang from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. I am here to visit you. Please inform Lord Hu."

"Okay, okay." When the servant heard the words "Duke Zhenguo's Mansion", he turned around and ran quickly into the house.

Not long after, a man in his forties, dressed in plain clothes, came out to greet him: "Young Duke, why are you here? If you have any instructions, just send someone to inform me."

As Hu Yongsheng spoke, his eyes fell on the gift in Qian Buchou's hand.

Xu Xiaogang introduced: "This is Qian Buchou, who has just taken up the post of deputy commander of the North City Army. He is my good friend and has come here specially to visit Lord Hu."

"Oh, Lord Hu, I have long heard of your great name."

Qian Buchou hurriedly handed the gift over. Hu Yongsheng frowned slightly, but still asked his servants to put the gift away.

"Come on, come in and sit down."

Entering the living room of the mansion, Hu Yongsheng asked the servants to pour tea, then he sighed and said: "It must be someone you, the young Duke, brought here. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to accept this gift."

"Little Duke, you may not know that a big event has happened in our Ministry of War recently."

"The newly appointed Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of War, Lord Zhang Wenqi, suddenly died at home."

"Then I heard that the Jinyiwei took away Zheng Zailu and Jia Xuyang from our Ministry of War at night."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to come out alive."

"Everyone in the Ministry of War is worried about what might happen."

"Hey, who is this?"

Hu Yongsheng looked at Jiang Yun and realized that he had not asked the other party's name yet, so doing so would be a bit impolite.

"Jiang Yun, serving in the East Pacification Division."

Jiang Yun laughed and raised his hand to bow: "The two people that Lord Hu mentioned should be the ones we took away."

The smile on Hu Yongsheng's face froze for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat...

If it were an ordinary day, it would be fine if the Jinyiwei came to visit.

But the current situation...

Jiang Yun hurriedly said, "It's okay, Lord Hu, don't worry about it, talk to Lord Qian first."

"After we finish our chat, I'll ask you some more questions."

Hu Yongsheng took a deep breath, his eyes a little erratic, and said: "Okay..."

　The second chapter will be finished soon, and there will be additional updates today.

　　
　
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