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The main hall of Sanjue Sect.

The leader was dressed in coarse cloth and sat at the top of the table.

The three elders sat at the bottom one after another, and behind them stood more than a dozen martial arts masters from the sect and a general steward.

The martial arts masters usually teach the outer disciples and can be regarded as the backbone of the Sanjue Sect. The general housekeeper is in charge of logistics and is responsible for personnel scheduling and other matters.

As for the remaining administrators and many disciples, they are not eligible to participate in this meeting.

The leader glanced at everyone and slowly said:

"How many disciples have you accepted this year?"

No one else spoke.

The chief steward stood up and reported respectfully:

"Back to the leader, this year we will recruit eleven inner disciples, eight new outer disciples, and 415 new martial arts apprentices."

"All the tuition fees plus the money collected from various land stores, excluding various expenses within the sect and the offerings from the elders and martial arts masters, there are now a total of 51,216 left Two pieces of silver."

When talking about these statistics, the chief steward did not include those outer disciples who came from martial arts apprenticeships.

After all, as a martial arts apprentice, even if you spend money, it cannot be accounted for. This is something everyone present knows.

Hearing this number, the leader's expression became more and more unhappy.

"Why are there so many people collecting money every year, but the money is getting less and less!"

"I think back when I founded the Sanjue Sect in Qinghu Mountain, I collected hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in the first year."

"It's only been a few years now, and only half of it is left?"

The leader only showed some slight displeasure, and the three elders and many martial arts masters below lowered their heads.

In fact, given the current situation of Sanjue Sect, it would be good to be able to save 50,000 taels!

Originally, in addition to tuition fees, the Sanjue Sect also had a large area of ​​land around it, plus some shops selling messy money-making businesses. Of course, it was extremely rich.

But now it has been so long.

Although there are more and more stores on the surface of Sanjuemen, all the money they make goes into their own pockets.

The elder used a piece of fertile land, and Master Wu used a store. The purchased items were collected from several separate stores. It goes without saying who owns these stores.

The martial arts apprentices below originally worked for the sect, but now they have all gone to other places within a few days of working for the sect's shop.

Under the circumstances of one thing and another, having more than 50,000 taels can be regarded as a diligent and thrifty steward.

"say!"

"Where has all the money gone?"

The leader just raised his voice a little, and his powerful internal energy made the teacup on the table tremble.

The chief steward quickly knelt down, glanced at the three elders, and then explained:

"Master, calm down, Master, calm down!"

"The money is getting less and less because the number of outer disciples has increased over the years, and the annual expenses are also high."

"In addition, the martial arts apprentices also need to pay some wages."

"The expenses of the iron shop of Zongmen's medicine shop are also increasing, which makes the money in the sect become less and less expensive every year."

"But don't worry, Master. There is still some money that has not been received. The total is about ten thousand taels of silver. It will be in the treasury in a month."

After hearing this, the leader's expression softened a little.

He said to the chief steward in a calm tone:

"Get up. People who practice martial arts should not kneel down so easily. Even if you are in charge now, you must remember your identity."

"besides."

"Take forty-five thousand taels of silver from the library, prepare some people, and go out with me."

After giving instructions to the chief steward, the headmaster then said to the three elders:

"Who will come with me this year?"

The three elders looked at each other. No one said anything, but their expressions were very emotional.

At this moment, one of them stood up and said:

"Brother, let me follow you!"

"Junior Brother Zhao? That's fine. Just be prepared for us to leave in two days."

The remaining two elders looked obviously unhappy, but they didn't say anything.

Who is the first friend the leader has met than Elder Zhao?

Normally.

After the leader said this, it should be disbanded and everyone should be busy with their own affairs.

But he didn't expect that the leader would suddenly mention someone at this time.

"Who of you, Liu Kun, will be your disciple?"

"I have been in seclusion and missed the person who came to see me at home. He said that a nephew of mine came here to become a disciple."

"It wasn't until two days ago that I found out that this kid was living with an elder. Who took him in?"

Hear this.

The first person to raise his head was the steward.

Then the other two elders looked at each other and made no move.

Only Elder Zhao, who had just spoken, was left with his eyes suddenly wandering.

Others may not be familiar with this name, but for Elder Zhao, the impression is too deep!

This person had already arrived at the sect last year and directly paid money to choose to become an inner disciple.

But he didn't say what background or other background he had.

Therefore, Elder Zhao always regarded him as the child of a rich man who suddenly became rich.

Since he is a rich man, Elder Zhao is naturally like a lion in his daily life.

In addition to the apprenticeship fee of 5000 taels.

It’s 100 taels for a tutorial, and 100 taels for teaching two moves to develop strength. If you want to learn other kung fu, the price is extra. You have to pay extra tribute to yourself as a master every month, and gifts for every year and festival are also indispensable. .

After working as his master for a year, he was so rich that he even changed the furniture in his house.

Because of this, he showed off to the other two elders, saying that he had taken on a rich and thief apprentice!

However, no matter how rich this apprentice is, he cannot withstand the constant demands.

If you don't have money, you can't use it.

Therefore, Elder Zhao found an excuse two months ago and drove him back to become an outer disciple.

I never thought that more than two months had passed since this happened.

The leader suddenly asked at this time!

Seeing the gloating look in the eyes of the other two elders, Elder Zhao himself did not dare to tell the truth.

If the bully is just an ordinary disciple, or an outsider with some connections, then it's not a big deal. The worst thing is to explain a few words and get scolded.

But the person he bullied was the nephew of the head of the family!

Even if he had eight mouths, he still wouldn't be able to explain what he did!

Just as he was thinking about how to speak, the other two elders started talking in unison.

"Master, it turns out that disciple named Liu Kun is your nephew!"

"Your nephew is really careful. He has been in our sect for more than a year and he has never said that you are his uncle."

"It was because you said this name that I suddenly thought that your nephew was a disciple of Elder Zhao. In the past year, Elder Zhao has mentioned the name Liu Kun to both of us frequently!"

"Why don't you invite him here right now, so that the leader can have a good meeting with him!"