"My love, your piety has touched my Heavenly Father, and your generosity has kept me safe and clothed. Behold, I have come to thee under the guidance of the Holy Messenger!" said the actor who played the role of the "dead husband," and said aloud as he walked up to the peasant woman played by Barbara.

There were audience members who had seen the play and started whispering because they didn't remember the scene.

The head of the Golden Skylark stood on the side of the stage, biting a handkerchief in his mouth, clutching the fabric with both hands, and large drops of sweat rolled down his cheeks to the ground.

Barbara looked at the "dead husband" in front of her, but did not react.

The actor who played the "dead husband" was in a hurry, and he desperately looked at him, thinking that Barbara had forgotten his lines, and reminded in a low voice: "The next sentence is...... Thank Heavenly Father for allowing you to come back to me. ”

The regimental commander covered his face with his hands, not daring to look at it again, and roared in despair: "Oh my God, Barbara, for God's sake!"

Baba pulled.

She first came to her "current husband" and looked at the young and handsome actor with a mesmerized look, and then walked up to the "dead husband" and looked at the middle-aged man with a complicated expression.

In the end, she secretly pulled the "Tramp Holy Messenger" to the front of the stage, and in front of all the audience, she took out a money bag and stuffed it into the other party's arms, squeezed her eyebrows, and said: "O Holy Messenger, there are still ten silver moons here, please bring my dead husband back to heaven!"

The unexpected reversal caused the audience to burst into laughter.

Barbara's last improvised, improvised, portrays a pious and secular peasant woman vividly. She did not follow the troupe leader's script, but used a witty bridge 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. While taking a curtain call with the members, I didn't forget to glance at the terrace on the second floor.

Will His Majesty be angry?

Did the Son feel offended?

With these questions, the head of the troupe, who finally finished the performance and wiped his sweat with a cloth towel, announced the official start of the party.

Twenty large boxes were lifted, and as the lids of the boxes were lifted one by one, the audience was stunned by the sight.

Twenty large chests filled with Silver Moon!

The monk, holding a thick stack of account books, walked to the stage and began to read aloud the statistics of the "Twilight Mutual Aid Society".

"Invest 200 silver moons in the "Gospel Flower Society", realize and pay 355 silver months of profits, and realize 925 silver months of assets. ”

"Invested 116 silver months in the "rainbow trout fishery", realized and paid 73 silver months of profits, and realized 243 silver months of assets. ”

......

As the monk finished reading one account book after another, the people in the audience who had purchased the sacred bones of the "Duxi Cooperative" realized that their money had been invested in hundreds of shops in Duxi City.

The half-hour-long recitation clearly introduced the development of the "Twilight West Mutual Aid Society". In less than two years since its establishment, the mutual aid cooperative has increased from 1,000 silver months to 5,766 silver months. His Majesty also padded 234 silver moons from his holy treasury, and made up enough 6,000 silver moons to distribute to all the holy bone holders at once.

The principal invested in that year, in less than two years, has increased sixfold, and if you add the profit of regular dividends, it will increase by almost ten times!

A group of monks, with the help of the guards, divided the silver moon into a cloth bag according to the number of sacred bones of the registrants, and then handed it over to everyone in the audience. After the coin is confirmed, ask the payee to press the fingerprint to prove receipt.

After all the silver moons were distributed, someone asked, "Returning the principal to us, does it mean that the 'Twilight West Mutual Aid Society' is about to be dissolved?"

Monk Joe replied, "Yes, but no. Your Majesty has distributed the assets of the "Twilight Mutual Aid Society" to you in proportion to the hope of restoring financial control of this money to its owner. Two years ago, when the town of Duxi was in ruins, the Holy Son hoped to unite the strength of everyone to build a home and make a fortune together. But now, His Majesty wants to focus more on the management of the kingdom, and the operation of the mutual aid society is difficult to take care of. ”

This explanation is reasonable, after all, Todd's identity has changed greatly now, and it is indeed not appropriate for him to work hard for the affairs of the mutual aid club.

Someone asked, "So what do you mean by 'yes and no'?"

Monk Joe picked up a book, and on the cover was clearly written a line in lingua franca - "Articles of Association of the Royal House of the Twilight".

"Twilight Royal Bank?" the sharp-eyed man in the crowd asked.

Monk Qiao nodded and said, "Although Your Majesty ordered the dissolution of the 'Dusk West Mutual Aid Society', he plans to establish a 'Dusk West Royal Bank' in Dusk City. ”

"I've heard of banks, as if there were similar institutions in the Southern Empire. ”

Monk Joe explained: "Yes, the Royal Bank will employ professional scholars and monks to manage wealth and make credit. You can deposit your coins in a bank, and not only are you allowed to withdraw them at any time, but you will also pay interest equal to 1% of the total amount of your deposit for each month you have deposited. ”

Some people questioned: "Is the interest of 1 percent a month and only 12 percent a year too little?"

Monk Joe said with a smile: "Banks are different from mutual aid cooperatives, from the point of view of the use of funds, the former is only responsible for escrow deposits, and the latter will take the money to invest in shops and industries; from the point of view of management, the bank's money can be withdrawn at any time, while the money in the mutual aid cooperatives can not be obtained until the assets are realized; from the perspective of risk, the money deposited in the bank will not lose, and the investment of the mutual aid society may lose all its money." ”

"Of course, you can also choose to manage your own money. After all, His Majesty's original intention is to hope that you will choose the right areas to invest in and contribute to the construction of Twilight City. ”

Next, Monk Joe remained on the stage and was responsible for answering the questions of the Holy Relic holders present.

Crorence, who was in the audience, put on the hood of his robe again, and said to Sabrina beside him: "Let's go, there is nothing to do to stay any longer." ”

"Let's go?" the girl jumped out of her chair, looked at the second floor and said, "I thought you had a date tonight." ”

Clorence looked up at her, smiled and shook his head, "No, it's not the right day, I need a quieter environment to have this conversation." ”

Sabrina lowered her head, looked at the red mud marks on her left thumb, and flipped the small cloth bag containing 6 silver moons around her waist: "Whatever you want." ”

The commander of the Golden Skylark looked at the king's guard of honor, prepared to set off for his return, found the head of the guard, Alfonso de Cavo, and said softly: "My lord, I don't know if your majesty is satisfied with tonight's performance?"

Alfonso looked at the uneasy expression of the regimental commander and paused for a moment without speaking.

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

Alfonso coughed lightly and said, "Your Majesty thinks it's not bad." ”

Not bad?

Your Majesty said it was not bad!

The head of the regiment breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "That's good, that's good!"

Alfonso turned to leave, and no one saw the embarrassed face under his helmet, but heard him whisper to himself: "What else can I do besides say this?" Your Majesty fell asleep when he saw half of it......

Mary stood at the door of the theater, bidding farewell to several women she knew, and fell into deep thought as she watched the crowd gradually disperse at the door.

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

Mary, who was activated by the "Super Memory" ability, flashed quickly in her mind like a slideshow.

"I don't know, there's something wrong. ”