On the fifth day of November, Zhao Ran officially came down the mountain and set off for Jundu Mountain.
As expected, almost half of all the conditions Zhao Ran asked for from Wujiyuan were cut off. There were only three Taoist priests, including him, and five lay Buddhist priests. The opening cost of building Longshan Temple was reduced even more, with a total of only one hundred taels of silver. After Zhao Ran became the temple's blessing, he went to the temple in the first year. The incense money paid to Wujiyuan is reduced as usual. It is one hundred taels in the second year. From the third year onwards, it is required to pay two hundred taels every year. As for the salaries of Taoist priests and fire workers, as well as the daily expenses of Junshan Temple, Junshan Temple will bear it itself.
Zhao Ran roughly calculated that the salary of an ordained Taoist priest is one hundred and twenty taels per year, and the salary of a fireworker layman is twenty-four taels. Under normal circumstances when Junshan Temple is fully staffed, he needs to spend the least amount of money every year. It should be around a thousand taels! It is said that if you are not a master, you will not know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are. Only when he is truly a master can he deeply understand why the Taoist sect is so tight on the recruitment quota for Taoist priests who have received ultimatums, and why it is so difficult for him to want to work as a handyman in a Taoist temple. A very difficult thing to do.
Even though his family is extremely wealthy, this figure still makes him staggering! So from the moment he came down the mountain, he made up his mind to be as dissatisfied as possible.
There were only three people following Zhao Ran down the mountain. One was Jin Jiu, a Taoist priest who received an ultimatum, and the other two were Guan Er and Lu Jin. In the entire Taoist temple, the "Zhao label" on the foreheads of these three people is the most obvious. Regardless of whether they like it or not, the three of them can only hang out with Zhao Ran. In addition to avoiding bullying, they also keep a secret that will not be buried in the future. hope.
Although Zhao Ran has secured a total of eight formal and informal staff including himself, he actually does not want to bring so many people. Bringing these three is the maximum that Zhao Ran can tolerate for the time being, otherwise He would rather take none. Just kidding, just to pay the salaries of these three guys, he spends one hundred and sixty-eight taels of silver every year. If you include food, drink and other expenses, he will have to add another one hundred taels!
The key is that there is currently no big family in the wasteland to the west of Mount Junto, and there is no chance to defeat the local tyrants. If this money is to be shared equally among the common people, according to previous statistics, even the old, weak, women and children will not be able to survive. If there is one person, each person will have to pay almost one hundred coins. In the second year, it is one hundred and fifty coins, and in the third year, it is two hundred coins!
Well, Zhao Ran didn¡¯t want to be so tired. He decided to pay for it from his own pocket for the first three years. As for three years later, he didn¡¯t believe that he would continue to do this temple blessing.
That night, the four people rushed to Yangma Post and stayed in the post. Li Yichen waited on him back and forth, with extra care. He learned from Guan Er that the young Taoist Zhao had been transferred from Fangtang Fangzhu to Junshan Miaozhu, and he was worried that he was in a bad mood. If he accidentally bumped into the knife edge, he would probably get scolded. I don't care if I get scolded or scolded, the key thing is that I must not cancel the five-tael monthly aid station.
Li Yicheng was worried in vain. Zhao Ran just checked the arrangement of the rescue station, looked at the accounts for the year, and then went back to the room to wash up and sleep. This made Li Yichen feel relieved a lot. You must know that nearly three taels of the bailout money was used to help him. The names in the account book were all made up by him. If Zhao Miaozhu saw through it, his income would not be guaranteed. To be significantly reduced.
Zhao Ran didn't know about the Huahua intestines in Li Yicheng's belly, and he didn't care. It was only five taels of silver. As long as the rescue station existed, it could steadily provide merit power to the Qihai. This was the most important thing. It¡¯s worth a lot of money.
Early the next morning, Zhao Ran set off with Jin Jiu, Guan Er and Lu Jin. After noon, the four of them entered Changchong Mountain and planned to stay here for one night. There were still about a dozen families in Changchong Mountain who were unwilling to leave, so Zhao Ran didn't force them and stayed in one of the families. After settling in, he came to the back mountain.
The illusion of the pond outside the Five Color Master's cave has disappeared. Dozens of large stones were piled at the original site of the pond, roughly forming a stone house half a person high. Well, Zhao Ran actually walked around the pile of stones a few times. Only then did I realize that this was a stone house. He burst into laughter on the spot, thinking that the house-building skills of the Five-Color Master were probably as good as that of the inexplicable Zhang Laodao, but to be fair, Zhang Laodao's house-building skills were still better than those of the Five-Color Master, at least the thatched house. It does indeed look like a house.
Zhao Ran stood by the stone house, thinking of Zhang Laodao, and couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart. The old Taoist is a bit sloppy, but he is still quite interesting. Call him crazy. Sometimes he is quite shrewd. Call him smart, but he often falls into his own trap. However, Zhao Ran sometimes couldn't tell whether Zhang Laodao was deceived on purpose or just stupid. In short, the days spent with him were really interesting.
"Brother Donkey, where did you say the old man went?"
"hold head high?¡¡"
"It's been more than two years, and I haven't even mentioned coming back to see you.The two of us. "
"hold head high¡¡"
"Brother Donkey, do you want to be wise?"
"Angang"
"How about we go back to Wuji Mountain and move Lao Dao's thatched hut away. When he returns to Wuji Mountain, he sees that the thatched hut is gone Haha, will he be furious?"
"Ang Ang! Aung Ang!"
Zhao Ran left as soon as he said so, got on the old donkey, and galloped back to the road. The old donkey seemed very happy with Zhao Ran's proposal. He raised his hooves and ran very fast.
"Brother Donkey, slow down, slow down"
"hold head high?¡¡"
"Be careful, don't you know how to slow down on corners?"
"hold head high¡¡"
¡°There¡¯s a tree ahead!¡Huh? Pay attention¡it¡¯s so dangerous, a ditch suddenly appears¡¡±
"Angang"
¡°Brother Donkey, I didn¡¯t expect you to run so fast?¡±
"Angang!"
"Well, I really didn't see it. You have always been unable to work hard before, right?"
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Originally it took a day's journey, but it only took the old donkey more than an hour to return to Wuji Mountain. Zhao Ran detoured around the back mountain, went straight up to the Cloud Observation Platform, and followed the path behind the Cloud Observation Platform to the Qingtan.
I haven¡¯t been here for a long time, but the scene of the clear pool is still the same. The crescent moon is reflected in the pool, the huts are surrounded by lawns, and in the corners of the rocks and cliffs, there are still snow that has not yet melted.
Zhao Ran stood quietly by the pool for a moment, dazed for a while, then walked to the hut, looked at the shabby house that was half a man tall, estimated the size of the space inside the ring, stretched out his hand, and the hut immediately moved into the ring. , just fill the remaining empty space in the wrench.
Just as he was about to leave, the old donkey suddenly let out an "arrogant" sound. Zhao Ran followed the old donkey's tilted head and immediately realized: "I almost forgot." He stretched out his hand and put the broken fishing rod into his finger.
Riding on the old donkey, we drove back again, and finally returned to Changchong Mountain before Chou Shi. After tying the old donkey behind the house, Zhao Ran quietly entered the house, got into bed and closed the quilt, listening to the snoring next door, and gradually fell asleep.
After walking west from Changchong Mountain for half a day, crossing the Chongma River, and browsing Jundu Mountain, Zhao Ran finally arrived at the flat and fertile land at the foot of the mountain. The three villages are arranged from north to south, four or five miles apart from each other. The surrounding hills, streams, and plains within a radius of ten miles, plus Jundu Mountain and Xiaojun Mountain at both ends of the town, are the territory allocated by Wujiyuan to Junshan Temple for preaching. . There are more than 15,000 acres of wasteland that can be reclaimed. The soil has now been renovated and can be sown after spring.
Xiaojunshan is no longer under the jurisdiction of Guyang County, but belongs to Jiangyou County. However, since it has been assigned to Junshan Temple by Xizhenwu Palace for preaching, then this is Zhao Ran's territory, and Jiangyou County Jinguangyuan can only accept it unconditionally. In fact, He Jianyuan, who went to Jinguangyuan, was not interested in Xiaojun Mountain because there were no people here, so it didn't matter if he was generous.
Leaving Jin Jiu, Guan Er and Lu Jin at the foot of the mountain, Zhao Ran went up the mountain alone.
Xiaojun Mountain is more of a hill than a mountain, but this hill is slightly higher and covers a wider area. Zhao Ran climbed up the donkey and arrived at a platform on the mountainside in a moment. It faced thousands of acres of plowed fields and could see far away at a glance. It was a wonderful place for viewing.
There was a clear spring flowing on the mountain wall, flowing along the mountain to the foot of the mountain. There was a pond next to the clear spring. Zhao Ran couldn't help but secretly laughed, and shouted at the pond: "Master of Five Colors!"
A colorful golden pheasant fluttered its wings and flew out of the fantasy realm of the pond, came to Zhao Ran, tilted its head and looked at him: "Gee, little Taoist priest, why are you here?"
Zhao Ran said seriously: "Master, from today on, please call me poor Taoist Zhao Miaozhu."
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