Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 132 Chapter 131 Unimportant and Important
At the desk, Konate Chen was flipping through a leather book.

Those were the notes left by Hollis Wu.

When Feng Xiuhu came in, he didn't even raise his head.

After the door closed again, Konate Chen spoke softly, "It says here that you embezzled last month's tribute silver, covering four streets in the lower city and the lower city. In addition, there was also the good weather tax from the Rat Tail Gang."

Feng Xiuhu raised an eyebrow and asked, "Isn't it a little late to bring up the past now?"

Konate Chen sighed. "Sometimes I really don't understand. Did you join the church out of greed or out of piety?"

Feng Xiuhu shrugged: "The two things don't conflict."

"Maybe you're right."

Konate Chen nodded. "I have to admit that you do have a unique personal charm, which is why you always win the appreciation of those in power."

"Just like when I chose you to be a deacon, and when Elder Vadra promoted you to be a priest."

Konate Chen put down the leather book and pointed to the table: "Try it on to see if it fits."

Feng Xiuhu looked in the direction he was looking and saw a square wooden box on the table. The lid of the box was open, revealing neatly stacked priest robes.

Feng Xiuhu breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked over and asked while changing his clothes, "So who was it that went to talk to the Duke about what happened last night?"

Konate Chen replied, "Archbishop Toverson."

"Oh?"

Feng Xiuhu was puzzled: "Don't you know what happened last night, Cardinal Elder?"

Konate Chen's face was expressionless. "He knows, but this matter isn't worthy of Elder Vadra's intervention, so Archbishop Toverson conveyed the elder's intentions to Duke Daguo."

With Vadracho as a guarantor, handling this matter was even simpler than Feng Xiuhu had imagined.

But Feng Xiuhu couldn't understand it in his heart - he and Vadracho were not that close yet.

At least not good enough to help Feng Xiuhu clean up his mess without complaint.

Feng Xiuhu then asked, "What did the Duke of Da say?"

Konate Chen glanced at him and said, "I don't know—I wasn't there for their conversation."

Feng Xiuhu frowned slightly: "Old Chen, you still need to work harder. If you can't even participate in such an important occasion, how can you report on your work in the future?"

Konate Chen was silent for a long moment. "...I advise you not to be overly optimistic. If the Duke really didn't care about Lu Hongxi's life or death, he wouldn't have kept this information secret. I don't know the outcome of the conversation, but it just shows that in the Duke's mind, this matter hasn't come to an end."

Feng Xiuhu also agreed with this statement: "In my opinion, the Duke of Daguo is not concerned about Lu Hongxi, but the Xiaoren - these two accounts are now on my head."

Konate Chen nodded: "It's good that you know it in your heart."

"For factories, the Owl People are the cheapest labor force, not only in Fancheng, but also in the entire Xuan Country."

"The Duke of Da is cooperating with our Western Continent. He controls the factory, and thus controls the most important economic lifeline of Xuan Nation."

"When you detain the Owlman, you are tearing his flesh apart."

"There are only a few thousand Owlmen in Dicheng. This number is nothing compared to the entire Xuan Kingdom. But the real reason why the Great Duke can't tolerate you is that you set a bad example."

Feng Xiuhu looked at Konate Chen in surprise.

What surprised him was not that Konate Chen would remind him, but that Konate Chen would analyze the matter so carefully and explain it to him.

Feng Xiuhu then asked tentatively, "Is it that serious? Then I'll return the Owl Man to the Duke?"

Konate Chen pursed his lips in thought, then shook his head again: "The head has been opened, and the hatred has been formed."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Feng Xiuhu asked him.

Konate Chen pulled an envelope from his sleeve and handed it over: "The end of the month is the Great Duke's birthday."

"The Duke of Daguo is planning to hold a banquet, inviting churches and temples, as well as many nobles and celebrities. Many of these nobles are shareholders of major factories. I can help you connect and give you a chance to resolve the misunderstanding with the Duke of Daguo in person."

Feng Xiuhu took the envelope and said with a half-smile, "Isn't this the Hongmen Banquet?"

"What is the Hongmen Banquet?" Konate Chen didn't understand.

Feng Xiuhu waved his hands, too lazy to explain.

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Before leaving, Konate Chen warned Feng Xiuhu that it was not easy to be a priest, so he advised him to be more obedient in the near future and not to provoke the temple again.

Feng Xiuhu ignored it and didn't take it seriously at all - it was not a question of whether he provoked him or not, but that Ni Shicai was still alive.

Ever since that day on Fengyu Street, the leader of the human trafficking gang has not made any new moves. I don’t know if he is really scared or is secretly planning something bad.

Feng Xiuhu just couldn't spare the time to deal with him for the time being, as he had more important things to do.

Not long after Konate Chen left, Feng Xiuhu also skipped work.

When they got home, the housekeeper saw Feng Xiuhu wearing a priest's robe and quickly came up to flatter him: "Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master!"

"When the master wears this dress, he looks absolutely stunning and outstanding!"

Feng Xiuhu smiled and asked, "So is it the clothes that complement me, or am I the one that complements the clothes?"

The butler rolled his eyes and replied, "It doesn't matter who sets off whom. What matters is the right clothes for the right person. The combined identity is what matters most."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Feng Xiuhu stood there in a daze.

He suddenly figured it out.

Why was it that what happened last night was obviously not a small matter, but Vadracho was willing to settle the matter for him?

He, Feng Xiuhu, is not important, and Lu Hongxi is not important either, but the fact that Feng Xiuhu sits in the position of church priest is very important.

"Master, there are guests at home."

The housekeeper's words interrupted Feng Xiuhu's thoughts.

"Lu Hongxi's wife?"

Feng Xiuhu asked.

The housekeeper nodded: "It's the director's wife, that's right. She arrived at the same time as the Second Master."

Erye is what the housekeeper calls Shunzi.

Follow the butler to the main hall.

In the main hall, Shunzi was staring at the director's wife with a bad look.

Shunzi asked her, "You're a widow. Your husband just died and you come to my brother. Are you trying to ruin his reputation?"

The director's wife replied tremblingly, "Sir... please don't misunderstand me. It was Master Feng who summoned me to his residence. I didn't want to keep him waiting, so I came to visit him so early in the morning."

"I asked her to come."

Feng Xiuhu walked into the hall. Shunzi turned around and tried to get up to greet him, but Feng Xiuhu grabbed his shoulder and said, "Your injury isn't healed yet. Why don't you go back to your room and rest?"

Shunzi smiled innocently and said, "I feel okay, nothing serious. It's boring to lie in the house, so I might as well come out and wait for you."

"Where's Mike?"

Feng Xiuhu asked again.

Shunzi replied, "He dropped me off at home and then went back to the church."

Feng Xiuhu came back in a rickshaw, so he must have missed her on the way.

He didn't ask any more questions and cast his gaze on the director's wife sitting next to him: "I left in a hurry last night and forgot to ask, what's your name?"

The director's wife quickly replied, "In reply to Master Feng, my surname is Zhao, and my given name is Yingxia."

PS: Feng Xiuhu was a knife that Vadlajo deliberately showed. This knife accidentally injured someone else, but Vadlajo didn't care.

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