"My love, your piety touched my heavenly Father, and your generosity made me feel comfortable with food and clothing. Look, I came to you under the guidance of the emissary!" The actor who played the "dead husband" walked to Barbara. In front of the "peasant woman" played by Ra, she opened her arms and said loudly.

Some viewers who had watched this drama began to whisper because they didn't remember this scene.

The head of the Golden Skylark stood on the side of the stage, biting a handkerchief in his mouth, grasping the cloth with both hands, and dripping sweat, rolling down his cheeks to the ground.

Barbara looked at the "dead husband" in front of her, but didn't respond.

The actor who played the "dead husband" was anxious. He winked desperately, thinking that Barbara had forgotten her lines. He reminded him in a low voice, "The next sentence is...Thank you Heavenly Father for letting you come back to me."

The head of the group covered his face with his hands, not daring to look any more, and shouted in despair, "Oh, my God! Barbara, for the sake of God!"

Barbara moved.

She first came to her "current husband" and looked at the young and handsome actor with fascinating eyes; then she walked to the "dead husband" and looked at the middle-aged man with a complicated expression.

In the end, she secretly pulled the "Vagrant Saint Envoy" to the forefront of the stage, and in front of all the audience, she took out a purse and stuffed it into the other's arms, winking her eyebrows and said: "Holy Messenger! There are ten more. A silver month, please take my dead husband back to heaven again!"

The unexpected reversal caused the audience to burst into laughter.

Barbara's last temporarily modified scene vividly portrays a pious and secular peasant woman. She didn't follow the leader's script, but used a humorous segment to push the scene to a new climax. It not only maintains the dignity of art, but also avoids religious contradictions.

The head of the Golden Skylark walked onto the stage with two still trembling legs, his back covered with sweat. At the same time as the curtain call with the group members, I did not forget to glance at the terrace on the second floor.

Will your majesty be angry?

Does Lord Son feel offended?

With these questions in mind, the head of the show, who finally finished the performance and wiped his sweat with a cloth towel, announced that the highlight of the party had officially begun.

Twenty large boxes were lifted up, and as the lids of the boxes were lifted one by one, the audience was shocked and closed their mouths from ear to ear.

Silver Moon! Twenty large boxes are filled with Silver Moon!

The monk, holding a thick pile of accounting books, walked onto the stage and began to read out the statistics collected by "Music Mutual Aid Society" aloud.

"Invest in 200 silver months in the "Gospel Flower Society", realize and pay 355 silver months in profit, and realize 925 silver months in assets."

"Invest in "Rainbow Trout Fishing Farm" 116 silver months, realized and paid 73 silver months of profit, and realized assets of 243 silver months."

...

As the monks finished reading book after book, the people in the audience who had purchased the sacred bones of the "Muxi Cooperative" realized that their money had invested in hundreds of shops in Muxi City.

The half-hour recitation gave a clear introduction to the development of "Muxi Mutual Aid Society". It has been less than two years since its establishment, and the mutual aid has grown from a principal of 1,000 silver months to 5766 silver months. His Majesty put another 4 silver moons from his holy treasury, gathered up 6000 silver moons, and distributed them to all holy bone holders at once.

The principal invested in that year has doubled by six times in less than two years. If we add in the profit from regular dividends, it will increase by almost ten times!

With the help of the guards, a group of monks separated Yinyue into cloth bags according to the number of sacred bones of the registrant, and then handed them to the hands of the people below the stage. After the coin is confirmed to be correct, let the payee press the fingerprint to prove the receipt.

When all the silver moons were distributed, someone asked, "Does the return of the principal mean that the "Music Mutual Aid Society" is going to be dissolved?"

The monk Qiao replied: "It can be said that it is, but it is not. Your Majesty will distribute the assets of the Muxi Mutual Aid Association to you in proportion, hoping to return the financial control of this money to the owner. Two years ago, Muxi Town is waiting to be revived. Master Shengzi hopes to gather the strength of everyone to build a home and make a fortune. But now, Your Majesty will put more energy on the management of the kingdom, and the operation of the mutual aid society is difficult to take into account. superior."

This explanation is reasonable and reasonable. After all, Todd's identity has undergone tremendous changes now, and it is indeed not appropriate for him to work hard for the mutual aid agency.

Someone asked again: "Then what you said just now, "You can say yes, but it's not," what does it mean?"

The monk Joe picked up a book, and on the cover there was a line clearly written in common language-"Music Royal Bank Regulations".

"Music Royal Bank?" The crowd had sharp-eyed people, asking questions.

The monk Qiao nodded and said: "Although your Majesty has ordered the dissolution of the Muxi Mutual Aid Society, he plans to establish a Muxi Royal Bank in Muxi City."

"I've heard about banks. It seems that there are similar institutions in the Southern Empire."

Monk Qiao explained: "Yes, the Royal Bank will hire professional scholars and monks to manage wealth and carry out credit. You can deposit coins in the bank, not only are you allowed to withdraw them at any time, but every month you deposit, you will pay a total of 100%. One-third of the interest."

Someone questioned: "Is the interest rate of 1% per month and 12% in a year too low?"

The monk Qiao said with a smile: “Banks and mutual aid cooperatives are different. From the perspective of the use of funds, the former is only responsible for deposits, while the latter invests the money in stores and industries. From the perspective of management, the bank’s money can be used. Withdrawal at any time, and the money in the mutual aid will not be available until the assets are realized; from the risk point of view, the money deposited in the bank will not lose money, and the investment of the mutual aid may lose money."

"Of course, your money can also choose to manage it yourself. After all, your majesty's original intention is to hope that you can choose the right field to invest in and contribute to the construction of Twilight City."

Next, the monk Joe stayed on the stage and was responsible for answering the questions of the sacred bone holders present.

Klaurence in the audience put on his robe and hood again, and said to Sabrina next to him: "Let's go, there is nothing to do if you stay."

"Go?" The girl jumped off the chair, looked at the second floor and said, "I thought you had another date tonight."

Clarence followed her gaze to look up, smiled and shook his head: "No, today is not appropriate. I need a quieter environment to have this conversation."

Sabrina lowered her head, looked at the red inkpad marks on her left thumb, and turned upside down a small cloth bag with six silver moons in her waist: "It's up to you."

The head of the Golden Skylark looked at the king’s ceremonial guard and prepared to return, and found the person in charge of the guard-Alfonso Decavo, and said softly: "My lord, I don't know if your majesty is satisfied with the performance tonight?"

Alfonso looked at the uneasy expression of the head of the regiment, and paused for a moment without speaking.

Just when the head's nervous heart was about to stop beating.

Alfonso gave a light cough and said, "Your Majesty thinks it's not bad."

not bad?

Your Majesty said it's not bad!

The head of the group was relieved with a long sigh of relief~lightnovelpub.net~ smiled again and again and said: "That's good, that's good!"

Alfonso turned and left. No one saw the embarrassed face under his helmet, and only listened to him whispering to himself: "What else can I do besides saying this? Your majesty fell asleep when he saw it halfway through..."

Mary stood at the door of the theater and said goodbye to some familiar women. Seeing the crowds gradually dissipating at the door, Mary was lost in thought.

The maid Cathy noticed her anomaly and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

With the "Super Memories" ability activated, scenes from the party seemed like a slide, flashing quickly in her mind.

"I don't know, something is wrong."

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