Catching Monsters

Chapter 119: Strange Ship
There is occasional light fog in the early morning in the capital.

At this moment, Jiang Yun was sitting cross-legged on the bed in the inn, consolidating his cultivation that had broken through to the Inner Alchemy Realm.

Jiang Yun still felt a little scared after seeing Jiang Qiaoqiao being arrested last night.

Fortunately, Tang Yifei just wanted to capture Jiang Qiaoqiao to threaten and control him.

What if it’s a real enemy?

What if there was a sudden attack and Jiang Qiaoqiao was killed?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yun's heart couldn't calm down, and he took a deep breath.

He has also thought about this issue seriously and wants to eliminate such problems.

Firstly, my own cultivation is not enough, I need to practice harder if I want to have the strength like Fang Tingzhi yesterday.

No one dares to provoke me anymore.

Secondly, try not to make enemies. Of course, Jiang Yun knew that the capital city was full of mixed people and the situation was complicated.

It is impossible to really avoid making enemies with others, so if you make enemies with someone, kill the other person as soon as possible and don't give them a chance to retaliate.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun's thoughts became much clearer.

Although Taoism does not advocate killing, it emphasizes that one's mind should be unobstructed and one's thoughts should be clear.

Simply put, as long as you believe that something is right, you will stick to it.

Of course, there are also many who have gone astray, some even to the evil path.

Therefore, compared to monks, Taoists are more likely to go to extremes.

Just as Jiang Yun was sitting cross-legged practicing, suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the door. Jiang Yun opened his eyes and looked outside the house.

dong dong dong.

"Come in." Jiang Yun said in a deep voice.

The door slowly opened, and it was Wei Huaian who came in. He seemed to be in a good mood, holding two money bags in his hands: "Brother Jiang, where were you and Xu Xiaogang last night? This is considered as deserting your post."

Hearing this, Jiang Yun hurriedly got off the bed and poured tea for Wei Huaian: "Sir Wei, when we were on duty last night, we suddenly encountered a special situation, so we dealt with some personal matters and forgot to tell you."

"Okay, this is a small matter." Wei Huaian put two bags of money on the table: "Today is the day to pay salaries. Jinyiwei Xiaoqi's monthly salary is 25 taels, and I get 30 taels."

"Didn't I borrow 200 taels of silver from you last time? I'll return these 30 taels to you first."

Jiang Yun smiled when he heard this, and put away his share. Wei Huaian returned the money and said, "Master Wei, keep it first. When we come back to search the house, when you have collected enough money, return it to me."

Wei Huaian's smile did not diminish, and he was not polite. He put away the silver and sighed: "Alas, this big job of confiscating the family's property and exterminating the whole family, no one knows when it will happen."

"Even if there is one, it may not fall on us."

"Last time we raided the Ningde Marquis's house with great difficulty, but we ended up raiding an honest official..."

"What do you mean this is?"

"Hey."

"By the way, have you read this Beijing newspaper?" Wei Huaian took out a newspaper from his arms and placed it in front of Jiang Yun.

The newspaper industry was very developed during the Zhou Dynasty.

Initially, there were only three types of newspapers: Dibao, Jingbao, and Jixuanbao.

The Tongzhengsi and the six departments were responsible for compiling and distributing the court reports, which included news about the emperor and the royal family, such as the emperor's travels, weddings, birthday celebrations, etc.

The Urgent Selection Report mainly publishes the list of officials urgently selected by the Ministry of Personnel, including their names, places of origin and appointed positions.

The Beijing newspaper mainly published the emperor's edicts, court affairs, memorials from officials, etc., and occasionally some social news.

About a hundred years ago, after the gradual relaxation of restrictions allowed private individuals to run newspaper shops, the newspaper industry flourished and various tabloids emerged one after another.

Jiang Yun took over the Beijing News.

At the end of the comparison section, there is a piece of information.

"Changxin Temple Merit List."

"Ranked first, Fang Boyang from Fanxu Jinfang donated 100 taels of silver yesterday. He has been ranked first for three consecutive days."

"Ranked second, Qu Fangxu, the owner of Zuixinlou, donated fifty taels of silver yesterday..."

Below the top ten rankings, there is a comment: Recently, a miraculous appearance of Buddha was seen at Changxin Temple. According to eyewitnesses present, Abbot Hongzhen of Yinling Temple went to Changxin Temple in person to pay homage to the real Buddha.

Now a merit list has been launched, but Fang Boyang has been at the top of the list for three consecutive days, followed closely by Qu Fangxu, the owner of Zuixinlou.

It is said that in order to get the first place, Qu Fangxu threatened to start dominating the charts immediately.

Both Fanxu Jinfang and Zuixinlou are well-known shops in the capital, and it seems that neither of them wants to be outdone...

Jiang Yun looked at the content in the newspaper and couldn't help but smile. He thought that Abbot Yunwu would definitely not do such a thing as asking someone to publish such a ranking in the newspaper.

It must have been done by the young monk Wuhui.

This little monk is really smart, he even knows how to add fuel to the fire...

Wei Huaian glanced at Jiang Yun and reminded him, "I know the relationship between you and Changxin Temple. If you continue like this for a long time, I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction among the five major Buddhist temples."

Jiang Yun nodded, and then asked curiously: "By the way, Lord Wei, can I publish a newspaper like this?"

"It can be done. We just need to report to the Ministry of Revenue."

"But I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money, at least two to three thousand taels of silver."

Listening to Wei Huaian's words, Jiang Yun frowned slightly: "Do you need so much silver?"

"We can only talk about it later."

Wei Huaian waved his hand and said, "Brother, since the court allowed private newspapers to be published, major newspapers have emerged one after another."

"In order to attract readers to buy their newspapers, these newspapers rack their brains every day to make up bad things about the ministers in the court, or spread some evil words to confuse the public."

"At the very least, it will be banned, and at the worst, you will be sent to jail." Jiang Yun smiled immediately. The newspapers of this era were all pretty much the same. Basically, they just published some normal information.

To attract more attention, one might write some gossip or publish some poetry.

Jiang Yun touched his chin and thought to himself, I just don't know if it will be possible to serialize a novel in a newspaper?

How did Mr. Jin Yong succeed in becoming rich? Isn't it just by doing this?

Then we will go directly to the first chapter, The Fallen Genius.

Three levels of fighting power.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun couldn't help but shook his head. It was too expensive to run a newspaper room, so he could only think about it later.

Besides, it is hard to say whether people of this era are willing to watch it or not.

At this moment, suddenly, a Jinyiwei came running in and pushed open the door: "Sir Wei, Captain Yang asked you to go back quickly and gather your men."

"What happened?"

"I don't know. Captain Yang looks like he's angry."

Wei Huaian said to this subordinate: "You continue to inform the other brothers, Jiang Yun and I will go back and ask first."

Wei Huaian and Jiang Yun looked at each other, then they quickly stood up and headed towards the East Pacification Office.

When I arrived at Yang Liunian's door, I could hear Yang Liunian's scolding from inside: "What do you do for a living?"

"Zhu Ciyun, General Zhu, you brought more than 30 Jinyiwei with you, and what happened? Only 10 of them came back, and they were covered in wounds?"

boom.

I could hear something being smashed inside.

"Twenty brothers just died in that damn place?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Huaian's face also turned serious. He exchanged glances with Jiang Yun and whispered, "Oh no, this is a hot potato..."

Soon, the two of them went up and knocked on the door.

The door creaked open and Yang Liunian was standing in front of the desk, looking unusually angry.

In front of him sat a ragged and seriously injured Jinyiwei.

Zhu Ciyun.

Zhu Ciyun's face turned red and he was speechless.

"Captain Yang, you called me?" Wei Huaian forced a smile on his face and couldn't help but glance at Zhu Ciyun.

Seeing Jiang Yun and Wei Huaian coming, Yang Liunian took a deep breath, sat down and took a sip of tea, and said, "Zhu Ciyun and the others messed up the case. Wei Huaian, you take the people there tonight."

"Old Zhu, what's going on?" Wei Huaian looked at Zhu Ciyun.

Zhu Ciyun sighed and said in a deep voice: "Recently, a strange ship always appears on the canal in Beijing..."

It turned out that according to the reports of the canal workers, a ship always appeared on the canal in the outer city of Beijing in recent nights.

The ship was very large, and the sounds of singing and dancing could be heard constantly from it.

Many boat workers were curious and rowed over. Unexpectedly, as soon as they approached, a beautiful woman came to the deck to greet them.

But those who entered that ship never came out again.

Many timid boatmen who were afraid of the high expenses and did not dare to board the ship suddenly realized that something was fishy and quickly reported the case.

The first people to go there were the constables from Jingzhao Prefecture.

But after the detectives went in, they disappeared without a trace.

Finally, it was reported to the Eastern Pacification Office.

Last night, Zhu Ciyun boarded the ship with his brothers.

Among the more than thirty Jinyiwei, only ten escaped with serious injuries, and the rest were left on the boat.

Zhu Ciyun sighed and said, "After we boarded the ship, we didn't find anything strange at first. The women inside were so charming when they spoke that they could make our bones weaken. Many brothers subconsciously followed those girls into the room..."

"It was only me and nine other brothers who were on high alert and did not go up. When we wanted to leave, the girls on the boat attacked us..."

Listening to Zhu Ciyun's words, Yang Liunian slammed the table and cursed, "You are all good-for-nothings. You all know that something is wrong upstairs and you are going up to investigate. Why did you let your men follow those girls upstairs?"

Zhu Ciyun felt so ashamed that he had no choice but to explain: "Sir, there is something strange about that ship. After we boarded it, we seemed to have forgotten what we were doing there."

"I'm afraid there are methods of captivating the mind on that ship."

After saying this, Zhu Ciyun also lowered his head, feeling speechless.

Yang Liunian walked back and forth, looking at Jiang Yun and Wei Huaian: "Wei Huaian, tonight, take someone on board to take a look."

"Yes."

Wei Huaian also felt a little bitter.

Zhu Ciyun's strength is not much different from his own, and the people under his command are also about the same.

Zhu Ciyun had suffered such a great loss, and if his group boarded the ship, there would probably be many casualties.

Thinking of this, Wei Huaian looked at Jiang Yun: "Brother, what do you think?"

Jiang Yun frowned, thought for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Let's go over there tonight and see what evil spirit is causing trouble."

　Today's two chapters of 6,000 words have been updated.

　　From the time it was put on the shelves until now, I have been writing 10,000 words every day. It's really exhausting.

　　I'll take a short break for two days and then I'll continue to update for you guys.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)