The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Dealing with a student in public, because of a simple teaching mistake, he took off his teacher's title and had to be banned for half a year to study again.

Such punishment has made other gentlemen who are used to the teaching atmosphere of Shihui hall and are very satisfied with their current situation alert.

It's not that no gentleman came to plead, but they were all blocked back by Jiang qianxia. Even Cui Maoshan, who is highly respected, was almost driven out of her study because of pleading.

It's almost because Cui Maoshan, who had the experience of vomiting blood, came out with a disheartened face when Jiang qianxia patted the table.

"What's the matter? You know the Dean didn't do anything wrong. Teaching some messy people to go out will also lose the reputation of the Shihui hall."

Looking at the old friend who was drinking tea in his own yard, Cui Maoshan smiled bitterly, shook his head and sat down. He grabbed the tea cup and drank it up, spit out the tea stem, sighed, "who is this for? If the dean is too strict, he will not be in a good mood for the gentlemen. If no one dares to speak in the Shihui hall in the future, will I be guilty?"

Mr. Jingshi glanced at him and said coldly, "no one dares to speak? If it's really her fault, I'll be the first to stand up!"

"There's no shortage of hard bones in the Shihui hall, and you're not the only one. Have you taken into account your husband's face? Have you taken into account her face? Have you taken into account that the students learned the wrong things and went out to make a fool of themselves?"

"Of course I know! But isn't the situation chaotic recently? If the girl doesn't even have a stable foundation of the Shihui hall, what can she do to protect herself!"

Cui Maoshan hurriedly patted the table, stood up and wandered around the yard. When he wanted to say something, he swallowed it in fear and could only sigh.

"What panic? This day can't fall down. The dean is better than monkeys. Her students are even more intelligent. They haven't made a decision. They want you to worry about it."

He filled up the tea, drank it leisurely, and smashed his mouth. Mr. Jingshi stroked his beard and said, "you've stopped the priests long enough. Let others see the dean. Now she's an external envoy of the manager. It's inappropriate to keep the new priests closed."

"It's hard to say. When they come out and learn well, they can still teach in Shihui hall with you?"

As Cui Maoshan walked around quickly, he said in an uneasy voice, "do you really want them to see the dean? If the girl is angry and brings disaster to people, we won't have many more gentlemen?"

"You know, does the Dean know?" At his glance, Mr. Jingshi waved impatiently, "go, go, tell them that the dean is in the study. If you have anything to say, finish it and pull it down."

Forced by his old friend, Cui Maoshan left step by step.

On the other side, cardinal rolle, who was informed, had no time to change his clothes after class, so he trotted to Jiang qianxia's study.

As soon as he got outside the study, he ran into Jiang qianxia, who was walking out, and rolle rushed up to stop him.

"Dear president!"

"What's the matter? I'm in a hurry. I don't know. I thought you were always asking me to intercede with the priest of the God cult in prison."

Jiang qianxia smiles and blocks up the pleading first. Unexpectedly, Rolle doesn't worry but likes it. He takes her hand and wanders up and down.

"Yes, Dean! You must not let those thugs out. It will waste the fruits of my efforts and the children's efforts for more than half a year!"

"... the new God sect has the same name with you again? Hey, I didn't say, why is your Christian name rotten and you're not going to choose a bigger one?"

No wonder Jiang qianxia thinks so. First, he has a criminal record of name bumping. Second, bishop rolle wants to make the newcomers stink in prison. It's really not like the same sect

He was used to Jiang qianxia's disrespect for the gods. Bishop rolle didn't say anything to her, so he took her back in a hurry when he didn't hear what he said just now.

"You're still excited, aren't you? What can't you say briefly? I have something to do this afternoon."

"Dean, this is about the secret of Tianshen cult. Please give me a little time, just a little!"

Seeing that the old man is about to roll on the ground, Jiang qianxia can only sigh and follow him back to the library to listen to gossip.

"The Dean doesn't know that our god religion has extensive influence in the west, not only because it can bring great benefits to believers and nobles..."

"I know, isn't it that the knight is religious and helps you and your group compete for the throne and achieve mutual benefit in terms of divine power? What's new, that is, the eastern and Western expeditions, and killing disobedient pagans?"

Why doesn't she play cards according to the routine? She's finished. What else does he have to say!

He blushed and remained silent for a while. Bishop rolle nodded numbly, "ah... You know the dean."

"Well, I don't know the details. I guessed just now. You can't hear it. Tell me what you want to say."

“……”

Rolle is very sad. The dean is good at everything, but it's too annoying.

But when she interrupted him, he didn't feel anxious just now

Taking a deep breath, he first warned Jiang qianxia repeatedly with his eyes that he should not interrupt him again. Luo Er said in a deep voice: "the president doesn't know. The original doctrine of tianshenjiao is to develop science and use advanced learning to guide ignorant people and benefit them."

"But later, in the process of development, some priests of tianshenjiao gradually mastered the army, that is, you know, the guardian order."

The words are melancholy, but in fact, that's what happened.

Like all sects, tianshenjiao has produced different sects. Armed strongmen who have mastered the force advocate Lao Tzu's central idea of being the first in the world. With advanced technology and strong force, those who believe in me will be happy, and those who do not believe in me will send you to hell. In the west, it is called a tyrant and a river of blood.

The moderates, who master more advanced technology than the armed factions, are a group of technology dead houses. When they indulge in scientific research, they are more and more weakened in a trance, and then become a very embarrassing group of people in the god religion.

They retain human nature, are gentle and modest, and talk about the good of the original doctrine. They have no brains to directly stand up against the ferocity and tyranny of the armed factions.

Then they were handed over to tyranny without saying a word.

The moderates in the west, who can hardly get along, can only cope with dressing well, then secretly find loyal believers to help clean up the soft, catch the quasi armed faction, and then go to the empty space of the eastern expedition to sail to the "paradise of civilization".

Don't mention that after a short summer near the river, they are still doing well. They are a little lazy and don't like to preach. They spend all day studying in the wisdom collection hall and occasionally go out to send holy water.

The bad thing is that Jiang qianxia is a businessman and a very famous businessman.

Most businessmen from the West revered her. In addition, they didn't know the trickiness of the God cult. When they took the goods home, they happily spread the good things that had happened since the moderates took root here.

Dachan, who was boasted by businessmen as a golden village, naturally became the fat meat in the eyes of the God cult. Didn't he rush here by the opportunity of a big meeting?

Most importantly, the old man who clashed with Jiang qianxia in the street that day was a real power figure of the armed faction. The plain clothes Knights around him were also elite soldiers who had just come down from the battlefield.

It's no use. Before they can pretend to be forced, they were sneaked into prison by the forbidden army and locked up until now. I don't know if they doubt life.

Jiang qianxia, who was listening and enjoying himself, smiled and said, "so what do you mean now? If you and the priests stay with me as gentlemen in the future, I'll help you kill them in prison."

"... you don't have to kill it?" Rolle stared in horror and said, "after all, they are servants who believe in God. This is not good. After all, they only put us under house arrest and didn't kill us..."

Jiang qianxia really doesn't want to tell the simple old man the truth - they are a group of scholars who can help research and improve technology, stabilize the rule of tianshenjiao, and fight back without binding chickens. They can't make a mess. Only a psycho wants to kill them.

This has nothing to do with kindness. It's all because they still have use value.

With another sigh, Jiang qianxia shrugged helplessly, "you can't kill me. I'm not willing to let go. It's not a way to waste food so old. Just say, what do you want!"