Catching Monsters

Chapter 198 Qin Shujian

Jiang Yun looked at the Taoist priest from Qingfeng Temple with a gloomy face, "Wait a minute, fellow Taoist, Wen Chen came to Sanqing Temple to become my disciple. Isn't it a bit wrong for you to do this?"

"Also, what is your name, fellow Taoist?"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist turned his head and looked at Jiang Yun, with a smile on his face: "I am the person in charge of recruiting disciples for Qingfeng Temple this time, Yangxuzi."

Yangxuzi looks to be around 40 years old and has a decent demeanor. After all, as the representative of Qingfeng Temple, he can come out to recruit disciples, so his image cannot be too bad.

In fact, Jiang Yun’s stall has always been noticed by other major palaces, Buddhist temples, and Taoist temples.

On the day of Chawu every year, these thirteen companies basically recruit people here.

Jiang Yun suddenly appeared and set up a stall on the street, which naturally attracted special attention from others.

As an orthodox Taoist, Yangxuzi was naturally unhappy with what Jiang Yun said at the Taoist Conference, and he didn't want to see Sanqing Temple recruiting people here.

Therefore, he had previously instructed his men to keep an eye on the vicinity and inform him if Jiang Yun discovered a young man with considerable aptitude for practicing Taoism.

Come and intercept.

Yangxuzi's smile remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, since you want to accept a disciple, it depends on his willingness. You can't just ask him at your stall and he will be yours, right?"

He looked at Wen Chen with a smile on his face and stretched out his hand: "Young man, I see that you have a full forehead, a square chin, a nose like a hanging gall bladder, and eyes like bright stars..."

"My Qingfeng Temple is the orthodox Taoism, passed down from the Taoist Master..."

Wen Fanggang frowned slightly, but his heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Although Qingfeng Temple is not as good as Xuegong Buddhist Temple, it is indeed a famous and orthodox one after all. Now it is recruiting a new person in charge. If he comes in person to join Qingfeng Temple, it will be a good choice.

Wenfanggang was about to speak when Jiang Yun saw that he was moved.

He quickly stood up, shook his clothes, looked at Yangxuzi, and said, "Daoist friend Yangxuzi, in addition to being a Taoist priest, I am also a captain of the Jinyiwei."

As he said this, he looked at the writing desk and said, "Don't you want to be an official? It's simple. Come to my Sanqing Temple to practice. As long as he has achieved some success in Taoism, I will let him join the Jinyiwei Yamen and eat the imperial salary!"

To some extent, Wenfanggang's idea is somewhat similar to Jiang Qiaoqiao's.

Sure enough, after hearing Jiang Yun's words, Wenfanggang asked Jiang Yun: "Is what you said true?"

There was a hint of doubt on his face. After all, Jiang Yun's stall was too simple...

Jiang Yun reached out and took out the badge of the Jinyiwei centurion: "Take a closer look, is it real?"

Wenfanggang walked quickly forward and took a look. Of course, he had never seen a real centurion badge, but in the capital, no one would dare to forge such a thing.

"It's a deal!" Wenfanggang has been collecting excrement all his life just for his children to succeed, to have a share of the government food, and no longer be looked down upon by others.

Whether or not to be a Taoist priest is secondary. If one becomes a Jinyiwei, it would be a great thing to bring honor to the family.

The people around couldn't help but whisper and talk. Jiang Yun glanced at them and asked loudly, "Who else wants to join the Jinyiwei?"

The sign to enter Sanqing Temple was indeed not loud enough, but it was different when Jinyiwei joined. The people around him instantly became excited.

Soon, a long queue formed!
Yang Xuzi, who was standing next to him, looked a little unhappy. He said in a deep voice, "Jiang Yun, don't go too far. If you do this..."

"Fellow Daoist Yangxuzi, if you want to change your sect, go and queue up, otherwise don't make a fuss here."

Yangxuzi was a little indignant. He snorted and turned away.

Soon, the crowd surged, lined up one by one, holding the yellow talisman in their hands and chanting the Qingxin Jue...

But after a whole day, only Wen Chen met the standard.

However, in the evening, when Jiang Yun and Xu Xiaogang were preparing to close the stall.

A young man, about eighteen years old, dressed in brocade clothes, came over, accompanied by two servants.

The young man was dressed elegantly, with a emerald green jade hanging around his waist, and even his boots were embellished with a row of pearls.

The two servants wanted to stop him and said, "Young Master, the master wants you to go to the Five Great Palaces..."

"I'm just taking a look, why are you two so nervous?"

Seeing the young man appear, Xu Xiaogang frowned and his expression changed.

Jiang Yun noticed that Xu Xiaogang's expression was not right, and asked in a low voice: "Who is this person? Do you know him?"

"Qin Shujian, his father Qin Yuntao is a wealthy man in our capital, and he is also one of the most famous young masters in our capital..."

"I spend all day in the brothels and bars of the capital, never wanting to leave..."

"It is said that this person has no concept of money and does not like money."

"He spent money lavishly and without restraint. He once spent over a thousand taels of silver in one night for a prostitute in Xiangchunlou..."

"Anyway, it's nothing."

When he said the last sentence, Xu Xiaogang gritted his teeth.

Because he was also one of the people bidding for a night of romance...

But he was short of money, and Qin Shujian got there first...

Unexpectedly, when Qin Shujian heard Xu Xiaogang's evaluation of him, instead of showing any anger on his face, he smiled and raised his hand to bow: "Oh, this brother has also heard of my deeds?"

Xu Xiaogang's face darkened, and he couldn't help but wonder inwardly, why does this guy feel so honored and proud?
The servant beside him persuaded Qin Shujian: "Master, you suddenly want to learn something. If the master knows, he will definitely be very moved. But given our family's conditions, the master can also find a way to let you in the five major palaces."

"Why add this Sanqing Temple?"

"Go away, you know nothing. Do you think I am an ordinary person?"

Qin Shujian was also holding a folding fan in his hand. The ribs of the fan were all carved from exquisite jadeite.

He opened his fan, looked at Jiang Yun curiously, walked up, picked up the yellow talisman, and then said, "Show me the formula."

After taking over the formula of Qingxin Jue, Qin Shujian stared at it and recited it slowly. Soon, the yellow talisman in his hand burst into a red light.

Excellent talent.

"It meets the criteria." Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes, then looked at Wen Chen who had been waiting beside him, and said, "You two should go to Sanqing Temple early tomorrow morning to formally become my disciples."

"Yes." Wen Chen agreed readily, holding a silver note worth one hundred taels of silver in his hand.

Qin Shujian, who was standing next to him, waved his fan gently and said, "Let's talk about it tomorrow when Young Master is free."

After saying that, he led the servants and turned away. Xu Xiaogang beside him chuckled and said, "Look, brother-in-law, I said that Qin Shujian has a dissolute personality and can't be a cultivator. He doesn't have the temperament of a cultivator at all."

"Yes, of course." Jiang Yun shook his head: "He has money, right?"

"Yes." "Isn't that a rare talent?"

Xu Xiaogang was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that with the financial resources of Qin Shujian's family, plus Jiang Yun's five elements magic formation, hiss.

"Let's go back and rest. Tomorrow morning, I will officially accept you as my disciple."

……

The next morning, there was a light mist in the capital and the weather was relatively cool.

Jiang Yun, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, rushed to the newly built Qingfeng Temple.

The plaque has not been hung up yet. Your Majesty has been severely poisoned and is seriously ill, so I am too embarrassed to ask someone to write a plaque for me.

The only thing we can do is to ask a calligraphy master to write the plaque.

Today's Sanqing Temple, after reconstruction, is even more of a standard Taoist temple.

Entering the courtyard, there is a spacious open space. Directly in front of it is a tall and majestic hall. Behind the hall is a row of houses for Taoist disciples to live in.

There are also some independent courtyards.

In the center of the open space, a black and white Bagua image was built with black and white bricks and stones on the ground. There was also a large bronze tripod on top, which was used to worship the Three Pure Ones.

Statues of the Three Pure Ones have also been placed inside the main hall.

The statues of the gods have not been replaced. Although there was a big fire last time, I don’t know if it was God’s will, but the fire did not damage the three statues.

Soon, Wen Chen arrived. The weather was a little cold, but he was still dressed lightly. After entering the yard, he couldn't help but look around.

Soon after he came in front of Jiang Yun, he asked curiously, "Captain Jiang, where is our master?"

"I am the Master."

"Ah." Wen Chen was slightly stunned and a little surprised. After all, Jiang Yun didn't look much older than him.

But thinking back to this morning, when his father had taken the medicine he had gotten, and his condition had improved a lot, he thanked him, "Thank you, Captain Jiang."

"Okay, don't be polite. I'll take you in to see the ancestors first." Jiang Yun put his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice, "Whether you can truly become a disciple and join the Sanqing Temple depends on whether the three ancestors are willing to accept your incense."

The interior of the hall was decorated magnificently. Of course, Jiang Yun did not have the ability to actually inlay gold yet, so most of it was made of gold paper.

"Are these the three ancestors?" Wen Chen looked up at the three majestic statues and asked curiously, "I have been well-read since I was a child, but I have never heard of the name of the Three Pure Ones."

Jiang Yun smiled faintly: "I'll have a chance to learn more about it later."

After waiting for a long time, there was no sign of Qin Shujian. Jiang Yun couldn't help but frowned. Could this guy have forgotten?
But unexpectedly, suddenly, many servants rushed in from outside the Sanqing Temple, holding potted plants and red carpets...

Then they rolled the red carpet from the gate all the way to the front of the hall, placed potted plants on both sides, and then sprinkled colorful flowers on the red carpet.

Qin Shujian then slowly walked in from outside, wearing all kinds of valuable jewelry.

Jiang Yun took a quick look and thought that the total weight was probably about ten pounds.

This guy doesn't feel tired at all, he carries more than ten kilograms of weight every day...

After entering, Qin Shujian looked at the decoration inside the Sanqing Temple, frowned, and said to the servant beside him: "This is too simple, how can this be possible?"

"The tiles on the eaves of this house must be replaced with glazed green tiles, and the walls must be painted with gold powder."

"And this brick, what material is it made of?"

The servant took a look and whispered, "Master, it should be Qingli brick."

"Change it, change it. I don't want Qingli bricks in my toilet anymore. I'll order a batch of white jade bricks later."

"And this tree, was it just transplanted here? It looks so weak, let's change it."

"By the way, where is the gift my father prepared for Master?"

"The master sent people to build the golden man last night, and it should not be completed yet." The servant replied.

Jiang Yun looked at Qin Shujian's appearance at this moment and felt that he was particularly handsome. The more he looked at this precious disciple, the more he liked him.

Qin Shujian held the jadeite folding fan in his hand, fanning himself gently, looking around, and asked, "Where is Master?"

"I am..." Jiang Yun said in a deep voice.

Qin Shujian looked Jiang Yun up and down, somewhat unexpectedly. He was only two or three years younger than Jiang Yun. Wasn't it a joke for him to take Jiang Yun as his master?
He frowned and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped and turned back and said, "It's not impossible for me to become your disciple, but we have to agree on three rules."

Jiang Yun was stunned. Who of us is the master?

Qin Shujian waved his fan and said slowly: "After I become your disciple, I will live here. Master, please don't interfere with anything other than cultivation."

Why is Qin Shujian willing to join Sanqing Temple?

It's just that his father is very sad to see that he is useless, and is preparing to send him to one of the five major academies.

He asked someone about it and was horrified to find out that once he entered the academy, he would be subject to strict management every day.

On weekdays, you are not allowed to leave the academy at will.

He has been unable to tolerate being controlled by others since he was a child and has been used to being free and undisciplined.

But my father also said that if I didn't work hard and study hard, he would cut off my pocket money and only give me one thousand taels of silver every month for my living expenses.

How could Qin Shujian bear this?

So, he saw that the Sanqing Temple, which looked like a makeshift group, was just what he wanted.

Hearing this, Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes and nodded in agreement.

Wen Chen, who was standing next to him, was pinching the corner of his clothes in embarrassment. He came from a poor family and had forgotten about buying the gift for his apprenticeship.

Qin Shujian also noticed the change in Wen Chen's expression. Although he was casual by nature, he was not stupid. He smiled and asked, "Is this Junior Brother Wen?"

Then he scolded the servant beside him, "By the way, where is Junior Brother Wen's apprenticeship gift?"

Then he said to the servant beside him, "Go tell the gold shop to make another small golden man, the same size as me."

"Yes." Upon hearing this, the servant hurriedly turned around and left.

Wen Chen's expression was much more relaxed, but he still said: "Brother, this golden man is too valuable. Even if I owe you, I will pay you back no matter how much money I have in the future..."

"We are all brothers from now on, so don't be polite, Xiao Qian."

"Be my disciple." Qin Shujian strode into the hall, holding a folding fan in his hand.

(End of this chapter)