For several days, Shen Hao became familiar with the process of this mission in the camp outside Pingjiang City.
Chen Tianwen answered all questions, but knocked away two jars of Wuliangye from Shen Hao.
For example, Chen Tianwen told Shen Hao that during the time when the gate of Guishan Monastery was opened, some bulk merchants similar to merchants would gather in Pingjiang City and hold some small auctions.
Another example is the "Yueying Tower" that appears in the booklet that introduces the family's profile. It is actually a gray private organization that has always existed vaguely for a long time. On the surface, the Yueying Studio has a business, and it is quite large. In the dark, there are also various activities, which are not clean anyway.
The most important thing is that Yueying Tower is also the largest information dealer among the people, and sometimes it cooperates with the government.
That booklet is Yueying Tower's tool to demonstrate its intelligence capabilities to the outside world, and it will be updated every year. You can buy it at major auction houses for money.
Anyway, what Shen Hao is most curious about is how on earth did a weird organization like Yueying Tower manage to avoid being wiped out by the imperial court?
Chen Tianwen, who has always been able to talk about everything, shook his head when it came to the Yueying Tower. In his words: Yueying Tower is very strange and mysterious, and it is unclear what it relies on.
Also, Shen Hao has learned about some of the conditions of Guishan Monastery these days, and also got to know some of the monks there.
Guishan Monastery is divided into two parts: the inner gate and the outer gate.
The outer gate is mainly the hall that has frequent contact with the world, such as the Miscellaneous Hall, which is responsible for purchasing supplies and managing the diligent and slave people in the mountain gate, and the Young Eagle Hall, which is responsible for uniformly accepting new disciples. These are exterior doors.
The inner gate is mainly the entrance to the core hall, such as the Dharma Hall, the Alchemy Hall, the Arsenal, the Punishment Hall, etc.
Yang Qingyun, whom I met at the foot of Guishan Mountain before, is the deacon of the Inner Sect Chuanfa Hall. The Chuanfa Hall is a very high-status church in the inner sect, and all disciples need to practice under the guidance of the Chuanfa Hall. Of course, the outstanding ones can be recognized by the elders of the sect and taken under their tutelage to teach them individually.
In addition to Yang Qingyun, there were two inner sect deacons and three inner sect disciples participating in this grand event.
Putting aside the inner sect deacons, Shen Hao was a little confused by the cultivation of the inner sect disciples. The three inner disciples are said to be less than twenty years old, and all of them are at the fifth level of the God Gathering Realm.
This... Shen Hao suddenly realized that the gap between geniuses and ordinary people could be so big.
Shen Hao doesn't compare himself. He is an outsider. He has only been practicing together for more than eight years. He also has a strange tattoo that cannot be explained on his body. He is not a reliable reference. Let’s compare it with Chen Tianwen. Chen Tianwen was able to become the chief flag officer all the way, and his cultivation level can only reach the eighth level of Qi refining. But Chen Tianwen is already fifty years old this year...
Looking at Tang Qingyuan again, this Baihuguan, who was at the eighth level of the God Convergence Realm, was an abandoned disciple of Guishan Monastery forty years ago, but he was able to sit in Licheng with great authority for so many years.
In the past, Shen Hao only knew that the sect was powerful, very powerful, but Shen Hao had no idea how strong it was, but now it was a bit clear.
In Pingjiang City, the Black Flag Battalion is now a mobile force and can patrol freely. Compared with the other six general flag camps, it has much more freedom and has much fewer things to do.
But I also came into contact with several disputes, which were basically caused by restlessness.
Pingjiang City is not big to begin with. There are not many inns and restaurants in it, so it cannot accommodate hundreds of thousands of people from all walks of life. But those who came to participate in the grand event at the gate of Guishan Monastery were not ordinary people. Many of them were from aristocratic families. Where could they usually go? When we get to Pingjiang City, can we be polite? Impossible.
So, just grab it.
They can fight for a room in an inn, and they can fight for a table in a restaurant. Even bumping into each other on the road can lead to fights.
What are you looking at? What do you think of you? Then bang bang bang.
Don't think that monks can't do this kind of bullshit. They do even more ridiculous things to save face. Especially when aristocratic families come together, some aristocratic families have already had friction with each other.
Now these matters are under the control of Xuanqing Guards, because if the garrison soldiers and government officials go up, they will be kicked back, and they can't control them at all. The local yamen are not as tough as Xuan Qingwei, and when faced with big families, they often choose to avoid them first.
However, Xuan Qingwei would not kill these people just because they were fighting, arrest them and put them in a dungeon.
The defense measures of the Yamen's dungeon are far inferior to those of the Xuanqing Guardhouse, but the people inside do not dare to escape and cannot commit crimes. But it's not good to stay inside. If you miss the opening time of Guishan Monastery, there will be no place to cry. So the best bamboo poles came into the hands of Xuanqingwei.
Knock and knock, snowflakes are flying, ten thousand or twenty thousand is not too little.
There is no need to do anything, just send the troublesome monks to the dungeon, then fine them money and release them again, over and over again. As long as you have a crystal mine at home, then you can go ahead and build it. Otherwise, your pants will be confiscated.
Shen Hao didn't know exactly how much snowflake silver he had knocked out these days. Anyway, the monks filling the streets now were much more honest than in the first few days.
"Lucky Auction!"
Shen Hao, dressed in regular clothes, handed over a sign and walked into a chamber of commerce in a swaggering manner.
It is said that this place was originally a carriage and horse racing shop. It was specially used as a temporary auction house because of the grand event of Guishan Xiuyuan Mountain Gate. The owner is a few famous merchants in the casual cultivators. They attend the bustle of the major sects all year round when they open their gates and recruit disciples. This is a living.
"Let's go, I also want to see if there are any suitable magic weapons."
"Magical weapon? Don't you have one?"
"Buy it for my son. He has reached the second level of Qi refining now and is better than me."
Also coming was Chen Tianwen, who was also dressed in regular clothes. As they walked in, they looked at the catalog the attendant gave them when they entered. On it were the things to be photographed at today's meeting.
Shen Hao didn't have anything urgently needed. Besides, it will be scary enough when the reward comes from above, and even the ten percent of the people who were confiscated during the previous house raid are in his hands. Not only the elixirs and magic weapons, but also the Wen family's collection of techniques and spells, these things can be used even if they are rubbed.
Shen Hao came here mainly to gain knowledge.
"Masters, please come this way!"
The attendant nodded and walked forward, leading the two of them to sit at the front of the hall. It's a good, first-class location besides the private room.
"What's the price of a private room here?"
"The starting point is one thousand taels, it's written on the back of the list." Chen Tianwen leaned back in his chair and continued to think about today's goal without raising his head. There was a good low-grade magic weapon on the list, a short knife, and a medium-grade soft armor, which he thought was suitable for his son.
"Um, General Shen Qi, can you help me later if I am unable to do anything?"
"It's fine within 50,000 taels, just write an IOU."
"Thanks in advance."
A dozen or two hundred thousand taels was not a sum that Chen Tianwen couldn't get out. He asked Shen Hao to borrow it temporarily, but he didn't expect to encounter a medium-grade soft armor, so he didn't bring enough money.
