Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 250 249 Feng Xiuhu's Employment Assessment
While the two were talking, Gu Zhili brought tea.

Before turning to leave, Gu Zhili hesitated for a moment, then turned back to Shunzi and asked, "Mr. Shunzi...can you tell me where they sent Ah Feng's body? If possible, I would like to see her one last time."

Shunzi waved his hand: "No need to be polite, just call me Brother Shunzi like them."

Then he looked at Feng Xiuhu.

Whether this matter can be told to Gu Zhili requires Feng Xiuhu's approval.

Feng Xiuhu nodded to indicate that it was okay, and Shunzi said, "I'm afraid your wish will not be fulfilled... She was sent to the Mist Cathedral."

Gu Zhili opened her eyes wide in disbelief: "Why is this happening? She's not a church member..."

Feng Xiuhu took a sip from his teacup. "Since the Duke of Da is on the side of the Church, then everyone in the Duke's Mansion is certainly on the same side—and this is also a statement of the Duke of Da. Handing over the bodies of the temple monks to the Church for disposal, the Duke of Da is practically ready to slap the Marriage Temple in the face."

Gu Zhili left in a daze.

Once again, there were only two people left in the garden.

There was something Feng Xiuhu didn't say just now.

The Duke of Daguo's move was not only a statement to the church, but also a show to outsiders.

The upper class converted to Christianity.

Although Feng Xiuhu still didn't understand why Vadracho was in such a hurry to do this, it didn't stop him from going with the flow.

"Many of the townhouses on Coconut Street are empty. I'll have my housekeeper buy them first. That way, when the brothers come to the upper city to collect offerings, they'll have a place to stay."

Feng Xiuhu gave detailed instructions: "You take the lead and have the brothers meet with the steward. Ask them to cooperate with the steward to transfer their household registration to the upper city. This will make things easier for them in the future."

It is very difficult for people from the lower city to become people from the upper city, let alone gutter rats from the bottom city.

But this is not a difficult task for Feng Xiuhu now.

His reputation works very well.

"And one more thing."

Shunzi looked around and whispered, "Brother, I think I've made a breakthrough."

Feng Xiuhu was slightly surprised. Although it was unexpected, it was also reasonable.

Because of the characteristic of "the physical body and the spiritual body are inseparable" of the Moving Mountain Method, breakthroughs in practice are all natural before entering the barrier-breaking realm, and there is no need to look for materials to guide the spiritual body into the spiritual world like Feng Xiuhu did.

Feng Xiuhu was surprised by Shunzi's progress - you know, Shunzi didn't have the physical body of a primitive god, and he couldn't gain experience just by breathing.

He patted Shunzi on the shoulder and said, "Do your best, Shunzi! You really made Big Brother proud. Keep up the good work and I'll protect you from now on."

Shunzi smiled shyly and touched his hair embarrassedly.

Feng Xiuhu's words stopped Shunzi from speaking.

He still firmly believed that the martial arts technique Feng Xiuhu gave him came from the evil god.

But since his elder brother had said so, how could he let him down?

At the same time, Feng Xiuhu himself felt a slight sense of urgency in his heart - he had been running around during this period and his cultivation had indeed fallen behind.

If this continues, he might really be surpassed by Shunzi.

After learning from his mistakes, Feng Xiuhu decided not to go anywhere today and just stayed at home and worked hard secretly.

Unfortunately it backfired.

Before noon, a deacon from the church suddenly came to report that Elder Vadela wanted to see us.

……

Feng Xiuhu thought that what was coming could not be avoided, and the incident of robbing the temple finally happened.

Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the door, and from inside came Valdracho's voice: "Come in."

On the way here, Feng Xiuhu had already calculated in his mind - he could only accept vomiting out half of it at most.

The first thing Vadelajo asked was, "Why didn't you go to work today?"

Feng Xiuhu blurted out: "I didn't steal it! I just took it home to collect it!"

Vadracho: “?”

Feng Xiuhu realized he had said the wrong thing: "What position do I hold? I'm not a bishop."

Vadracho nodded at him with a smile: "So you also feel guilty."

Feng Xiuhu remained calm: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Haha." Vadracho shook his head. "Forget it. I'm not here to settle a score with you. I called you here today for another matter."

Feng Xiuhu was relieved now and grinned, "Our teacher is so generous. Just tell him what you want to do."

"Something for you to do."

Vadracho took out a folded piece of letter paper and pushed it in front of Feng Xiuhu.

Feng Xiuhu opened it and found it was a list with many familiar names on it.

For example, Shen Yanzhi, Wang Jingming, Zheng Muwen, Qin Xiuyuan, etc. - all are officials.

"These officials have only three positions: either they support the Duke of Daguo, the President of Daguo, or they maintain a self-proclaimed neutrality," said Vadracho. "They consider personal political leanings perfectly normal, but when they are asked to associate these leanings with religion, they become terrified."

"But I don't want to wait any longer for them to build up courage, so I have to take some drastic measures."

He looked at Feng Xiuhu and tapped his fingertips twice on the letter paper. "This Friday afternoon, I hope to see them gather in the cathedral and pray with me."

Feng Xiuhu understood what he meant and tilted his head to think for a moment, "Can I bring him here on a stretcher?"

Vadracho smiled slightly and said, "That's fine. If they can carry it here once, they can carry it here a second time. Maybe they'll be willing to walk here by themselves the third time."

With his words, Feng Xiuhu felt relieved.

But there was still one thing he didn't understand.

"Even if we force them to come, what's the point? They still don't truly believe in the God of Mist. They're just pretending to be here because of pressure from the church."

Vadracho shook his head. "Everything is difficult at the beginning. The difficulty lies in how to start. As long as you take the first step, the second and third steps will follow naturally."

Feng Xiuhu didn't understand, so Vadracho put it more simply: "The church doesn't need their piety, it only needs their attitude. With the attitude of the first group of officials, more people will follow suit. As more and more people follow suit, won't there be a shortage of pious people?"

Feng Xiuhu asked, "But the temple won't sit idly by."

Vadracho nodded. "That's the problem I have to solve."

Feng Xiuhu understood that all he had to do was use the method he was best at and drive the officials to the hall.

"Then what's in it for me?"

Feng Xiuhu never suffers any loss.

Vadracho smiled and said, "Just think of it as your induction test—isn't looting the entire temple enough to satisfy your appetite?"

He brought this up with Feng Xiuhu, and Feng Xiuhu felt a little embarrassed.

So he touched his nose and said, "Okay."

It’s not that Feng Xiuhu has become easier to talk to, but because he still has to earn his own money.

PS: The best time to collect offerings has arrived.

(End of this chapter)