Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 238 237 Make a Big Money

The door to the main classroom was locked.

Feng Xiuhu asked the guard at the door of the study next door: "Where is the key?"

The guards looked at each other.

First of all, they didn't know where the key was. Secondly, it seemed against the rules for a priest like Feng Xiuhu to enter the main classroom.

Seeing that the guard didn't say anything, Feng Xiuhu simply stopped asking and kicked him.

Bang!
The heavy wooden door opened with a sound, and the floor seemed to tremble.

The two guards' eyelids twitched, and then they turned their heads to look elsewhere at the same time.

As the door opened, the first thing that caught Feng Xiuhu's eyes was the wallpaper that reflected a glimmer of crystal light, with miraculous stories depicted in gold thread on the wallpaper; the floor was covered with a soft, thick carpet with intricate and elegant patterns. When Feng Xiuhu stepped on it, it felt like he was stepping on clouds.

He turned his head and saw rows of exquisite candlesticks arranged in an orderly manner on the cabinet. In the center of the room was the bishop's chair, an exquisitely carved oak chair. The mist emblem on the back of the chair seemed to symbolize the power of faith. The chair was covered with soft red velvet and golden tassels were sewn on the edges, making it look solemn and luxurious.

On the side facing the floor-to-ceiling windows is a huge shelf with many things displayed in different categories.

Scriptures, antiques, and what Michael called chasubles, tiaras, and holy staffs.

The view further inside was blocked by a screen.

Feng Xiuhu's eyes widened immediately.

This screen was even more amazing. The dark wooden body was trimmed with gold, and on the huge canvas in the middle was a picture of miracles sewn with gold and silver threads. Under the sunlight, it almost blinded Feng Xiuhu's eyes.

Feng Xiuhu took a deep breath, quickly walked to the side of the screen, and waved to Mike: "Come and help, let's carry this big guy out first."

Mike couldn't help but gasp: "Are you crazy? How could the two of us possibly lift it?"

"I come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man strode in from outside the door - it was Shunzi.

Shunzi quickly took off his armor, walked to the screen and squatted down.

He was tall and strong, and he could hold the bottom edge with one hand and the top edge with the other.

"Hi!"

Shunzi let out a low shout, and he actually lifted the huge screen by himself.

"You're really good, Shunzi! After we finish this job, let's go to the Fairy Bath!"

Feng Xiuhu cheered and applauded.

Shunzi felt a little embarrassed by the praise and walked out holding the screen.

Feng Xiuhu followed behind carefully supporting him, making sure not to bump into the screen.

"Where are the other brothers?"

Feng Xiuhu asked.

Shunzi said, "I called Morgan and asked them to help move the things."

After a lot of trouble, I finally managed to carry the screen downstairs.

When he arrived at the door, Feng Xiuhu saw a group of deacons and several priests huddled there, looking at a loss.

"Give it!"

Feng Xiuhu shouted.

Sarutao looked up at Feng Xiuhu and trotted over anxiously: "Father Feng, what are you doing?"

Feng Xiuhu glared at him and said, "You are priests under Bishop Konate, but I think you are all ungrateful!"

Sarutau was inexplicably scolded and was stunned: "Huh?"

Feng Xiuhu patted the screen frame and said confidently, "Bishop Konate will be leaving soon, and these are all things he loves. Considering our friendship as colleagues, I will burn them all for him later."

"what?"

Salutau's mouth opened even wider.

Miller Cao, another priest nearby, muttered quietly, "This is clearly robbery..."

"What do you say?"

Feng Xiuhu pointed at him: "I'm suing you for defamation!" Salutao quickly tried to pull Millercao away, but Millercao couldn't help himself. He stiffened his neck and retorted to Feng Xiuhu: "To call you robbery is a nice word! Those people under you are nothing but locusts!"

He pointed behind him toward the prayer hall and said, "Look at what they've done—the chain on the incense burner has been snapped, the handle on the hymn case has been pried off, and the jewels on the pulpit have been picked off!"

"Guess what they are doing now?"

Miller Cao sneered: "Scraping the gold powder off the pillars in the hall!"

Feng Xiuhu was embarrassed and turned around to ask Shunzi, "What did you tell them?"

Shunzi felt a little guilty, his eyes darting around: "I said that there would be no more money to be made in the Holy Hall, and the squad leader asked everyone to take away all the valuables."

Feng Xiuhu nodded, turned around and said to Miller Cao, "You're mistaken. The people inside are from the Wrench Gang."

"you!"

Miller Cao was furious for a moment.

Feng Xiuhu started to act like a scoundrel: "What do you mean? If you have any questions, go ask Konate Chen. The things were burned for him anyway."

At this moment, the Divine Guards suddenly rushed in from outside the door.

A voice came: "Burning things is a custom in Xuan Country. Konate Chen is from Ozma. Why don't I remember him making such a request?"

Feng Xiuhu looked up.

It turned out that this heated vote finally alarmed Captain Byrne.

Feng Xiuhu grinned at him and said, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do."

Guard Captain Byrne stared at Feng Xiuhu for a few seconds, then sighed helplessly, "You're a priest after all. Could you please stop acting so recklessly..."

While he was talking, Feng Xiuhu put on the brooch without saying a word.

Guard Captain Byrne: "..."

Feng Xiuhu asked him, "What did you just say?"

Guard Captain Byrne was silent for a moment: "...You will only bring shame to Elder Vadra by doing this."

Feng Xiuhu sneered: "How much is your face worth?"

He held two fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly.

The choir brothers came out of the church in a mighty procession, some holding gold chains, others holding gold handles, and even their pockets were stuffed full.

Feng Xiuhu raised his hand and waved: "Retreat!"

The brothers' faces were filled with joy, and they squeezed forward with laughter. Faced with the Divine Guards blocking the way, they even had the courage to push them - but failed.

Feng Xiuhu walked up to Guard Captain Byrne and said, "Not only do we not have any grudges against each other, we even have a bond. So, do you want to stand up for Konate Chen, or do you want a piece of the action?"

Guard Captain Byrne's face was expressionless. "I will report what happened today to Archbishop Toverson truthfully."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and clenched his fist, and the Divine Guards all made way for them.

……

finally home.

If Shunzi hadn't led the way, Feng Xiuhu really wouldn't have been able to find his home.

In the small courtyard outside the western-style building, the housekeeper was happily directing his brothers to move various rare items into the house.

Xi Yaoer stood by with a small notebook, making a note of everything that came in.

Narcissus and Ganoderma were also busy, helping to carry some small items.

Lingzhi grasped a golden handle and secretly put it in his mouth and took a bite.

But he was accidentally seen by Xi Yaoer.

Xiyaoer walked over and grabbed her ear: "Look at the teeth marks you left! That bite has taken off several silver plates. I'll take it from your monthly allowance!"

Lingzhi pouted in pain: "I, I just want to try if it's real gold!"

Narcissus rushed over to help, slapping Lingzhi on the butt: "You're so stupid again! Could the ones used by the church be fake?"

PS: At the family dinner that night, why did Feng Xiuhu ask the Duke of Daguo to say thank you? And why did the Duke of Daguo actually say thank you?

(End of this chapter)