I advise madmen to be good people

Die's movements were fast, but within half a stick of incense, the disciples of the Wancheng Sect who had already gained the upper hand obeyed orders to abandon the battle, and retreated cleanly like a tide.

Elder Zheng and the others never expected that I could turn the tide of defeat and save the precarious Yuan Hezong with only one person and one sword.

What shocked them even more was that I took out Ming Yixin's handwritten letter and token, and announced to them that from today onwards, I am the acting lord of Yuan Hezong and their immediate boss.

In the large meeting hall, the elders who survived the fight and other high-ranking people all came together. They circulated Ming Yixin's handwriting and verified that it was handwritten. They had different expressions on their faces for a while. No one was the first to obey the order, but no one was the first to speak out against it.

After all, no matter how unconvinced I am, I have made a great contribution just now, and it may not be very effective for them to use the excuse of being young and unqualified to gag me.

I sat high on the top seat, and I was not in a hurry to force them to express their opinions. I just looked at the owed bills thrown by Fengdie just now, and planned to ask the victims about renting houses first.

I thought this might be Wan Chengzong’s way of spreading rumors to discredit Yuan Hezong, but when I questioned them, these people showed embarrassment. You pushed me away for a long time, and the leader, Elder Zheng, couldn’t hide In the past, he sighed and answered.

"Teacher Song doesn't know something. It's not that we are mean and deceiving. We don't help the victims. It's because Yuan Hezong has no money in his account and the warehouse is empty. It's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice. If rent-free, I'm afraid the next Even the food and clothing of the disciples can no longer be maintained."

"Yes, yes." The others also nodded in agreement.

"There is really no way."

It turned out not to refute the rumors, but to cry for poverty. I never thought of this kind of development.

Ming Yixin has only been away for less than a year. With such a big sect, even the money for food is almost gone?You guys are just kidding me.

Yao Yunqing, who was standing beside me, immediately refuted.

"This is simply ridiculous, what about the money? Could it be that it disappeared out of thin air? You are not bullying my young master, and you deliberately teamed up to make things difficult for him, right?"

"Who are you? This is Yuan Hezong's internal affairs. How can it be your turn to intervene?"

A middle-aged man with a yellow face and a short beard gave Yao Yun a dissatisfied look, then climbed up the ladder, posing towards me like a senior.

"Master Song, you should also take care of it. On such an important occasion, it's not appropriate for an outsider to stay here to listen, right?"

"He is not an outsider."

I lowered my eyes and glanced at this man condescendingly.

"His name is Yao Yunqing, and he is my direct disciple. He is more qualified to stay here than any of you. Anyone who dares to despise him will be like despising me, and he will be dealt with according to the clan rules."

"..." This person was silenced by me, his face was red and white, and there was another person beside him, probably his confidant, who was quite resentful when he saw that I was so indifferent , couldn't help standing up and talking.

"Teacher Song, it's useless for you to ask us about the money. Now that you want to be the acting suzerain, how to solve this matter is your responsibility. Although the public account is in shortfall, you should stay upright There should be a lot of gold and silver treasures. Although it is the private money accumulated by the suzerains of the past generations, it should not have been embezzled, but now that Yuanhezong is in trouble, shouldn't you be the master for the Ming suzerain and take all these things out together? Is it difficult?"

Such shameless words really surprised me.

You have ruined and ruined Yuan Hezong's assets, all of you are greedy, but now you want to use Ming Yixin's private property to you moths?

Now I finally understand why Ming Yixin never gives this group of people a good look, and never pays attention to them.

They really don't deserve it.

This group of people expressed their agreement to the brazen proposal made by this person just now.

"That's right, that's right. If you want to be the suzerain, you should take on big things. You can't just think about enjoying rights without taking responsibility, right?"

"That's right."

With support, the man became more confident, and his face also showed a smug look. He squinted at me, and wanted to force me to express my position while the iron was hot.

"Hall Master Song, don't say anything, we are waiting for you..." Before he could finish his words, a thin wolf hair brush pierced through the wind like a sharp arrow. took off his sapphire hair crown, and nailed him to the pillar behind him, including his hair in a bun. The force was so great that the surface of the pillar began to crack into pieces, and clusters of dust fell down. Several people around I couldn't avoid it, covered my mouth from being choked, and couldn't stop coughing.

The man didn't react for a while, thinking that his forehead had been shot through. He screamed and shook like a sieve. After a while, he couldn't feel the pain, so he touched his head with trembling hands, and he was relieved when he knew that he was not injured. He breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was no longer the complacent look just now, but filled with fear and fear.

This move, as long as someone who knows a little bit of martial arts, can see how profound internal strength is contained. These people have reached high positions in Yuanhezong, and they are all knowledgeable. Naturally, they will not be ignorant. Yu, who knew the current affairs, kept his mouth shut, not daring to make any more honest ideas.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is really a common problem of a certain type of people that has never changed since ancient times.

Elder Zheng didn't have the perfunctory contempt at the beginning, and his attitude became more cautious and humble.

"Calm down Song, we don't dare to be disrespectful to you. It's just that this accounting room was originally under the jurisdiction of Chixia Hall Wu Ruo. He has been sick for three months and hasn't shown up. We can't find him. The money in the account It's empty, and it's just in the midst of being overwhelmed, that's when I went to the doctor in a hurry and thought of Zhengxinju..." Can't find Wu Ruowei?

Is this a money run away?

I squinted my eyes, got up and stood up, looked down with my hands behind my back, imitating Ming Yixin's tone, cold and indifferent.

"I don't want to hear you shitty bums and bad debts. I only give you ten days to investigate, chase after, make up for the deficit in the books, and properly resettle the victims. If not, I will tie up all of you with a rope, strip off your clothes and hang them at the gate of the city to show the public, and then give them to Wan Chengzong to pay off your debts."

"what?"

Everyone looked at me in disbelief, almost thinking that their ears had misheard, and the expressions on their faces were full of astonishment.

Is this still the male favorite who ate and drank with Ming Yixin back then?

In the end what happened!

Yao Yunqing followed suit at the right time, stood beside me, looked at these people coldly, and added a few words.

"Have you understood what my master said? If you can't do it within ten days, then you will pay your private property first, and your family members will also be guilty of the same crime as you. If you want to follow Wu Ruowei's example and escape, that is The traitors of Yuan Hezong, within the three clans, will be killed without mercy! If you don’t believe me, just come and try.”

He is obviously still a child, but the fierce aura around him makes people dare not look directly at him. It is like a mountain rolling down, bending the backs of this group of people at once, and he is no longer as casual as before, and many people have cold sweat on their heads. All came out.

In terms of his ability to speak harshly, I really bow down to Yao Yun.

Although I don't agree with harming my family, but the current situation is special, and I'm afraid I won't be able to frighten this group of old fritters if I don't make serious plans. I can't say that Yao Yunqing is too extreme in front of people, and I can only acquiesce first.

"Can it be done?"

I looked around at them, and my tone was neither serious nor serious.

"Don't be silent, give me an answer."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay for a while, but no matter how reluctant they were, they all got up and saluted me with lowered eyebrows.

"Yes, suzerain, the subordinates take orders."

After solving this mess, I didn't go back to Zhengxinju to rest. Instead, I stayed in the conference hall and watched the mountains of religious affairs. I saw the middle of the night and fully experienced the feeling of an ancient emperor who stayed up late to approve memorials.

This is all a mess, every little thing is put on the back burner, no one is responsible for it, and there are all kinds of projects that ask for money, all of them are justified, as if if you don't allocate funds, you will be an eternal sinner who delays the development of the sect.

This Yuanhe sect is really rotten from the inside out, if Ming Yixin's power and martial arts did not dominate the arena, he would have been beaten by other sects and divided up.

I threw away the file in my hand, propped it on the desk, rubbed my temples, and closed my eyes tiredly.

Three months have passed, why hasn't Ming Yixin come back, is it true that he will have to wait half a year to see him?Could it be that his business is not going well... There were small footsteps sounding from far to near, and they came to my side, and then, it seemed that someone put something on the table.

Probably Guan Yin or Yao Yunqing came to bring me supper.

"Zishan, are you okay? Are you too tired?" the man asked with concern.

This voice... I opened my eyes and looked up.

Sure enough, it was none other than Liu Zhixin who hadn't seen him for a long time.

His face was still the same as before, full of expressions of concern and longing for me.

"I heard that after you came back, I was so happy. I wanted to rush over to see you early in the morning, but at that time you were discussing with the elders. I didn't want to disturb you, so I went back first. While waiting, I made fresh red bean cake for you, try it quickly, does it taste the same as before?"

I glanced at the steaming red bean cake and smiled at him.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu, for your trouble."

"Why are you being polite to me, aren't we best friends?"

He laughed too, and walked closer to me.

"Zishan, where have you been for so long? After you were kidnapped, I was so worried that I couldn't sleep all night. I was afraid that something might happen to you. Fortunately, God bless you and let you come back safely. The heart that I have been thinking about day and night can finally be more at ease."

"is it?"

I took a piece of red bean cake under his gentle gaze, but I didn't put it in my mouth immediately, but raised my eyes leisurely and met his gaze.

"Since you are so worried about my safety, why did you send an assassin to assassinate me?"