Crying in the temple is a custom that has been passed down for a long time in Suzhou.
Whenever there was peace and prosperity, scholars became an important force in supervising the court.
Whenever there is something wrong with the imperial government.
Scholars gathered in the Confucian Temple to cry out to their ancestor, Saint Kong.
Over time, it became a tradition.
This habit has existed since the previous dynasty, and it has not stopped until now when the world is at peace.
This has become a very common thing in Jinling.
I didn’t expect that Sihai Villa would even take care of this.
This damn guy is the God of the land, so he should be lenient!
"Shopkeeper Wang..."
After hearing Wang Ye's words, Shenhua shook his head: "Now that the dynasty is enlightened, scholars can speak freely..."
"But sometimes, words let go..."
"There will be people who take advantage of the stall to talk nonsense and spread rumors to slander the country..."
"Bringing some ignorant students into trouble..."
"It would be even more terrifying if someone was behind the scenes to add fuel to the flames!"
As he spoke, a slight smile appeared on Shenqiao's face.
He looked at Wang Ye and said, "There happens to be a show at the Confucius Temple tomorrow..."
"Shopkeeper Wang, why don't we go over there and take a look?"
"Don't go..."
Wang Ye shook his head: "I just came back from the capital, and I haven't been to Yihongyuan yet..."
"I don't want to get involved in these nonsense..."
Those scholars are all extremely rotten, and they don't speak human words when they open their mouths.
If you have kung fu, it's better to show off in Yihongyuan.
"Too…"
The divine hunter nodded and said, "Shopkeeper Wang, you don't like these things..."
"In that case, give me the remaining one thousand taels of gold and go back to rest!"
"One thousand taels of gold?"
Hearing this, Wang Ye couldn't help but be stunned: "What one thousand taels of gold?"
"Why am I not clear?"
"Shopkeeper Wang, you can't default on your debt!"
Looking at Wang Ye's appearance, Shenhua said: "We made an agreement before you went to Beijing..."
"You find out what's going on behind the scenes at Minsheng Bank and get two thousand taels of gold..."
"The remaining one thousand taels belong to me..."
"This month has passed. Shopkeeper Wang, don't you want to default on your debt?"
"joke!"
After hearing the words of the divine catcher, Wang Ye said: "Go to Jinling to scan and listen..."
"Who doesn't know that I, Wang Ye, am an honest and honest man?"
"Will I rely on you?"
"Then Shopkeeper Wang, please give me the money!"
At this time, the divine catcher spoke.
"etc…"
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye said: "Master Shenzhen, you can't say this..."
"What our two thousand taels are talking about is the power behind Zha Tiansheng Bank..."
"Now I not only found out, but also gave you a clue to Mianyue Tower..."
"And Zhou Bangren, I also have an informant, and I can help you..."
"I put my life and death at risk and exceeded my expectations. Why don't you give me more!?"
As he spoke, Wang Ye looked matter-of-fact.
"Then I don't care..."
After hearing Wang Ye's words, the divine catcher slowly took out the document with his fingerprints on it from his arms.
At the same time, Youyou said: "This document is clearly written in black and white..."
"I even pressed my fingerprints..."
"Shopkeeper Wang, you can't default on your debt!"
As he spoke, a lewd smile appeared on Shenqiao's face.
Damn it!
Wang Ye was stunned when he saw the god's smile.
What does it mean to shoot oneself in the foot?
Damn it!
It was originally a document to prevent the gods from defaulting on debts, but now it has become a document to protect yourself!
"Then my hard work to find you two more clues was in vain?"
Thinking of this, Wang Ye asked.
"It's not..."
Shenhua smiled and said, "As long as Shopkeeper Wang goes to the Weeping Temple with me..."
"I don't need these one thousand taels of gold..."
!!!
Hearing such words, Wang Ye's body trembled.
He looked at the divine hunter in front of him and said, "Are you serious about this!?"
"Of course it's true!"
The god hunter nodded, with a smile on his face.
As soon as he said this, Wang Ye gritted his teeth.
Damn...
I prayed twenty-four times and still trembled.
After all, it involves a thousand taels of gold.
And it's just a crying temple, what's so difficult about it...
"Then I'll go!"
Wang Ye waved his hand: "Why don't you just join the Crying Temple!"
"What's so difficult about this!"
"I'll just go!"
"That's right!"
Hearing this, the detective took out a piece of paper from his arms and said, "Shopkeeper Wang, please put your fingerprint on this..."
"It's not that I don't believe you..."
"Isn't it mainly to make you feel at ease?"
hiss!
Seeing the expression on Shenhua's face, Wang Ye took a deep breath.
God catches this dog and says...
You even have the paperwork ready?!
Moreover, isn’t this the same trick that I used to trick God?!
Damn...
I've been gone for a month.
Why does God's body smell like a profiteer for no apparent reason?
"Lord God..."
After pressing his fingerprints on the paper with a look of helplessness, Wang Ye looked at Shenzhen and said, "I remember you are not this kind of person?"
"Why has it been a month..."
"Why have you become so cunning?"
As he spoke, Wang Ye's face was full of doubts.
"well…"
In response to Wang Ye's question, Shenqiao smiled slightly: "I have read three hundred Tang poems by heart, and I can recite them even if I don't know how to do them..."
"I'm recuperating here with Dr. Zhu..."
"I watch him doing business and talking nonsense every day..."
"Coupled with Shopkeeper Wang's various past experiences, it will come naturally after a little thought!"
"This is how Doctor Zhu and Shopkeeper Wang fight!"
As he spoke, Shenzhen looked extremely happy: "By the way, let's meet at the Confucius Temple tomorrow night~"
Looking at the appearance of the divine catcher, Wang Ye took a deep breath.
But I saw him speaking to the front hall: "Old Zhu, you idiot?!"
"I have something to tell you!"
…
In the evening of the next day, the sky was dark and twilight was closing.
In the north of Jinling City, Confucius Temple.
Wang Ye put on a green shirt and pretended to be a scholar.
We arrived early at the Confucius Temple with the god.
This temple is quite large, with a statue of Saint Kong standing in the center and a group of sage disciples on both sides.
At first glance it looks quite solemn.
A group of literati gathered in the Confucius Temple.
Each of these literati held their heads high and their chests held high, with resolute faces.
There were many people watching outside the door, and the scene seemed quite lively.
"Damn..."
Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Ye cursed secretly: "This fucking temple is crying..."
"This is almost the same as going to a temple fair..."
As he spoke, he glanced sideways.
It's better not to scan.
As soon as it was swept away, he froze on the spot.
There is no other reason.
Just because he was seeing Gao Tianci wearing a green shirt and holding a folding fan.
At this time, he was standing in the crowd, looking at himself with interest!
Good guy!
Hearing such words, Wang Zhi's head jumped.
Crying Temple Crying Temple…
The emperor actually got involved, if the leader complained about the emperor.