Xu time at night.
Bai Siyuan and more than a dozen monks came to express their concern and goodwill.
Seeing that the person's face was as pale as paper, his steps were shaky, and his breath was weak, everyone was secretly frightened, and there was no doubt that Zhong Yan was injured.
If they were asked to take a pulse, they would definitely find that it was just excessive loss of vitality that led to loss of strength, and they could recover as before with the Qi Condensing Pill.
After only briefly chatting about the situation of the robbery, Zhong Yan sent the guest out on the grounds that he needed to be nursed back to health, but stayed alone with Qi Xianzong.
"The Zhongfu wants to recruit guest ministers. I wonder if fellow Daoist Qi is interested. The annual salary is fifty."
Qi Xianzong was once a guest minister of Wangdi Liu family. Later, he left Wangdi Liu family and came to Qingyang two years ago because he failed to negotiate a salary increase.
Zhong Yan had secretly paid attention to him and even sent someone to visit him to buy his information.
——Three Spiritual Roots, reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi refining at the age of thirty-four, and broke through to the ninth level in Qingyang.
He is a low-key person, not good at talking, and has a good mouth.
It meets Zhong Yan’s conditions for choosing Ke Qing.
When he and Peng Wanli were discussing the Colosseum sharing deal, he deliberately kept him present.
"Fifty?"
Qi Xianzong stared and asked, "Forty-five of the Liu family of the foundation-building family refused."
Just a passing mention.
Fifty low-grade spiritual stones are just the basic salary, and there are also additional commission benefits such as spiritual rice elixirs during holidays and mission rewards.
The commission benefits are closely related to the basic salary. The higher the annual salary, the greater the commission converted according to the proportion.
Regarding the treatment of guest guests, there are various template agreements in the spiritual world, but in fact the contents are similar.
The level of remuneration mainly depends on the basic annual salary and the income-generating ability of the host family.
Generally speaking, the annual salary of a monk is less than ten yuan in the early stage of Qi refining, less than thirty yuan in the middle stage, and more than thirty yuan in the later stage.
There are differences between individuals, even if they are of the same level, some may cost twenty yuan, while others may cost twice as much.
For example, if you have special skills such as alchemist or formation master, or have outstanding past achievements, your salary will increase.
The foundation-building monks become guests of the family, and the difference in annual salary is even greater.
Some of them are in charge of intimidation and have a name, as few as one or two hundred. But if you are a foundation-building guest minister who is responsible for pioneering and often taking risks, you can get a thousand spiritual stones a year, or even more.
As a guest at home, you don’t have to worry about daily practice resources, and you also have a group of people to stay together, which is safer and has many benefits.
But compared to the huge group of casual cultivators in the spiritual world, the number of guests is only a small part of them.
Some are rejected by others due to various factors such as low strength and weak ability.
More often than not, they do not want to and become a guest of the family. They lose a lot of freedom and have to obey orders.
now.
Faced with the rhetorical question, Zhong Yan smiled and said: "The agreement is signed every ten years, and two years of salary can be paid in advance."
After a pause, he added: "To be clear, the Zhong Mansion may be in trouble right now, so the price offered is higher than the salary of ordinary ninth-level monks. In the future, when the situation in the mansion improves, the salary will increase. For fellow Taoists, , but it’s an opportunity.”
Qi Xianzong frowned and said, "Let Qi think about it for three days."
Zhong Yan raised his finger: "One day."
"I'll get back to you tomorrow."
Qi Xianzong cupped his hands, turned around and walked out, and was escorted out of the house by Gu Baiyu.
Yu Qingyao stepped forward and asked, "Will he agree?"
Zhong Yan shook his head: "It's hard to say, human nature can't stand the test the most. If you pass the test, it will be even more valuable. People's life often has more choices than efforts. It depends on whether you can grasp it. I'm not just bragging. Just watch and do it. I, the guest of the Zhong Mansion, am better than any other!"
Yu Qingyao nodded and asked again: "What about the recruitment notice?"
Zhong Yan looked at her and said with a smile: "The news will spread tomorrow. Do you still expect someone to come at this time? If there is, the conditions will be worse."
After finishing speaking, he pondered for a moment and whispered: "I can't say for sure. There are too many monks in the city. Maybe there are really people with extremely difficult conditions who will take a gamble."
…
Haishi.
Residence in the Thirty-fifth Chongyuan.
The table in the living room was filled with various meat dishes, and Zhong Yan ate them with great enthusiasm.
Jiang Huan sat opposite, watching her husband's face turn rosy and his energy improved a lot. He blinked his beautiful eyes and asked, "Husband, will you be able to fully recover soon?"
She was present when Zhong Yan used the 'Void Monument Hand' for the first time and lost his power. The situation was exactly the same, which made her suspicious.
"As long as you know."
"Um!"
The corners of Jiang Huan's mouth turned up, and his smile became even wider. He stood up and helped pour the wine, "Husband, please eat slowly."
Eat and drink enough, and think about lust.
After resting for a while, Zhong Yan looked at Jiang Huan who was clearing the dining table. His graceful figure moved his index finger.
"Huan'er, don't clean up now, come on!"
"What's wrong, husband?"
Jiang Huan stepped forward and was pulled into his arms by her husband.
"Husband, your injury..."
"It's out of the way!"
Jiang Huan's face was full of shyness, "Then... don't move, Huan'er will wait for you..."
How can I just work hard for such a beautiful little lady like a fairy?
Zhong Yan fought bravely.
[Five elements spiritual root bonus +228, practice progress +50, spell bonus +211]
[Five elements spiritual root bonus +231, practice progress +50, spell bonus +219]
a long time.
Zhong Yan hugged the jade body, delighted, and sighed again: The beautiful body is 'weak'.
A set of his attacks would make her drizzle and produce three aftershocks.
There are also rewards that keep rising.
It’s truly a precious body that can be worn instantly.
At the same time, Zhong Yan also lamented that it was too difficult to bind wives and concubines.
There are so many wives and concubines in the house, such as Dongcao and Xiahe, who have been in the house for many years, but they have no reaction at all.
He asked himself that he was very kind to each of them. Compared with the current situation of the world, he was sure that looking at the entire Yan Kingdom, there was no concubine who had as much status and respect as the girls from the Zhong Mansion.
As for Jiang Huan next to him, Zhong Yan also felt it very clearly. His feelings for him were impeccable, and every time they looked at each other, they were full of deep love.
But it is not bound either.
Relatively speaking, she and Jiang Huan had a good foundation. They learned from each other that as early as when he went to practice martial arts in the back garden of No. 10 Wutong Lane, he had already been interested in her and secretly liked her.
The original Yan Sandao was bought from the Marriage Pavilion and was bound not long after entering the mansion. For a time, he thought it would not be difficult to bind it.
Zhong Yan still hasn't figured out the secret behind this.
But fortunately, Jiang Huan's rewards are gradually increasing with every pleasure now, proving that the relationship is getting deeper and that there is great hope for binding in the future.
…
Early the next morning.
Zhong Yan took the trouble to have another class with Jiang Huan.
Jiang Huan saw that her husband was as brave as ever and seemed to be fine with his injuries. Afterwards, taking advantage of her husband's good mood, Jiang Huan tried to say:
"Husband, can you go and see Sister Ping when you have time? My sister is worried about you. She has been crying all day long and has not eaten or drank well. I am afraid that she will not be able to bear it."
Zhong Yan rubbed his cheek and said with a smile: "I hear you! I'll go today!"
Jiang Huan was extremely happy, his smile bloomed, and he nodded vigorously: "Yes! Huan'er will change your clothes!"
Zhong Yan took out the talisman to send a message while she was leaving the bedroom to clean up.
Not yet.
Zhong Yan and the others asked the servants and walked all the way to the kitchen of the first courtyard.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw a large group of people gathered in the front hall, arguing fiercely.
"I've seen the master!" A maid quickly reminded him.
"Husband (uncle)!" The crowd dispersed, and several female relatives saluted.
"Husband, are you okay?" Jiang Ping looked haggard, her original anger immediately turned into surprise, and then she lowered her head.
Zhong Yan glanced at the group of people expressionlessly.
Jiang Ping and two maids stood on one side, while Yang Liuer, Liu Ziying and a group of maids stood on the other side.
There were four maids sitting and lying on the floor in the middle. Among them, Xiao Qing's clothes were disheveled, her sleeves were torn, and she had two conspicuous scratch marks on her face.
Among the other three, one had clear fingerprints on his cheek, apparently having been slapped.
"What's the noise about?"
Yang Liu'er leaned forward and said, "Uncle, my servants are ignorant, I will teach them the rules."
Jiang Ping hesitated for a moment and then said: "Yes, husband."
Zhong Yan looked at Xiao Qing and said, "Xiao Qing, tell me."
Xiao Qing was trembling, and quickly put her head on the ground: "Reply to the master, I accidentally bumped into Xiao'e, and my clothes were cut by the branches of the potted plant. I was angry for a while, thinking she did it on purpose, so I slapped her. I know my mistake." ! Please punish me!"
Jiang Ping pursed her lips and clenched her pink fists tightly in her sleeves.
"How dare you lie in front of me! Think I'm blind and didn't hear you?!"
With an angry shout, everyone present trembled and then knelt down.
Zhong Yan snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves and turned to leave.
"Huan'er, ask Sandao to notify everyone to the meeting hall!"
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