Chapter 144 I don’t like to laugh by nature [Please vote for me! 】
"Abiding by the law leads to melancholy in the morning, but strong beams sing songs night after night. Those who benefit themselves at the expense of others ride on a mule, and those who are upright and fair starve. Build bridges and repair roads, blind people often kill people and set fires."
"I went to the West to ask Buddha, Buddha said, I can’t do it either!”
Pa!
In the teahouse with scattered figures, after a mellow opening poem, the storyteller put down the wooden block and stroked his short beard.
"Dear readers, let's not talk about anything else today, but let's talk about the story of the divine general Ling Sansi who pacified the East China Sea. As the saying goes, a dragon spear fixed the sea and the moon, and eight thousand tigers captured King Fan!"
He After saying this, they were still waiting for the cheers to start.
However, the spectators below did not buy it. Instead, many people booed.
“Since the news of Haiyue Kingdom’s surrender came back seven days ago, teahouses and restaurants throughout Longyuan City have spread the news about his deeds, and men’s ears are ringing with noise!” Someone yelled, “No more today. Tell me something new, don’t ask for a reward!”
“That’s right!” The person next to me agreed, “We already listened to the whole book at Xu Fengzhai next door, so don’t ask for it! Repeatedly.”
The storyteller grinned secretly.
Unexpectedly, in just a few days, my colleagues had already compiled the entire story, and it was even more complete.
Nowadays, these colleagues are incredibly fast and there seems to be no bottleneck in their creation, which is really scary.
Fortunately, he is also an experienced old man, so he immediately said: "Then I will tell you something new, I guarantee you have never heard it anywhere else!"
"Okay! "The people below just cheered again.
The old man said: "Today we are going to tell a story about a Xuanmen immortal official who destroyed a flower with ruthless hands and Princess Fuyang died tragically on the bed. But everyone, please agree that today this story will be heard by me and your ears. Don't spread it around because it involves palace secrets. I'm afraid of getting into trouble."
"Princess Fuyang?" Someone asked, "Didn't you just kill her yesterday? I saw the consort being beheaded in Caishikou."
"Hehe." The storyteller laughed strangely, "Or is it a secret? Da, I was born in Xuanmen! If I hadn’t had some connections, I wouldn’t have known this.”
However, some people still question, “Even if you are a member of Xuanmen, can you get away with killing the princess?” The story is so bizarre.”
There is no need for Mr. Storyteller to refute, but a spectator said: “Xuanmen has Master Xuan in command, can your Majesty really kill Xuan because of an unfavored princess? Not a disciple? ”
The doubter said: "We have great priests in the Yin Dynasty, and millions of troops can reach the Immortal Realm. We even have the blood of the Nine Dragons Unified God King! Even Master Zhangxuan is extremely wary of these methods, otherwise Xuanxuan will be How can the disciples be so low-key? What are you doing? Do you really think that the Xuanmen are all immortals in the sky? "
Pa!
Another sound was heard.
"Hey——" The storyteller above stopped the two people from arguing and said: "Your doubts are all in the story, just listen to me explain it in detail."
I have to say that this gentleman’s story-telling skills are extremely profound. There are many twists and turns, and there are many baggage, and the audience below are all laughing.
The teahouse owner listened for a long time behind the crowd, and then felt relieved when he saw that the response was good.
He invited this storyteller to sit in the hall just to gain popularity. If the old man didn't perform well and couldn't make the spectators happy, he would have to deduct money, so he kept a very strict eye on him.
Turning around and looking around, the shopkeeper found a young man sitting alone in the corner. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome appearance, and his clothes were quite smart.
The guest was lowering his head at this time, looking unhappy.
The shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a little worried, and leaned over and said, "Sir, why are everyone so happy to hear this? You are so unhappy here, but you don't think this storyteller is funny?"
The young man glanced at him, shook his head slowly and said, "I don't laugh because I don't like to laugh by nature."
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This person is none other than Zhu Xie Liang Yue, the newly promoted immortal official in the yamen, the crown prince's companion, the scandalous illegitimate son of the left prime minister Liang Fuguo, and the disciple of Zhenshou Yi.
He is also the protagonist of this story.
Halfway through the story, the storyteller stood up, left the table, and walked out of the teahouse.
There was also joy everywhere on the long street, because the battle in the East China Sea was a victory, and Ling Sansi would return to the divine capital soon. Twenty or thirty years ago, the people of the divine capital were accustomed to the news of victory coming back from time to time. Now that peace has been long, they haven't heard of it for a long time. They may have remembered the glorious past, so they felt a little more excited.
“That’s outrageous.” Liang Yue complained softly as he walked onto the street.
The reason why he went to that teahouse was because Zhang Ji had previously confessed that his master, who was most likely related to Jiu Yang, often rested in this teahouse and would always communicate with him every time. Choose there.
Zhuxiesi could not find any trace of the man, so Liang Yue made a portrait based on his description of appearance.
The portrait is of a middle-aged man in his forties, with a slight beard, a thin face and a protruding mouth, and he looks a bit mean.
Liang Yue wandered around here in his spare time, thinking of trying his luck.
But there is nothing gained.
It is reasonable to think about it. Jiu Yang spies are well-informed and quick in action, and they have always been able to escape at the slightest sign of trouble. This time there was such a big movement in the princess mansion, they should have hidden it long ago.
Liang Yue didn’t have much hope for this either.
Who would have thought that we would witness the rumor spread by the old storyteller. Due to the mission, it was really difficult to expose his identity and stop him.
What the storyteller was talking about was the erotic rumors that were popular in the circles of the powerful a while ago. However, after Zhang Ji was imprisoned, such rumors fell silent. Who knew that they would be spread here today.
Maybe the storyteller had heard some rumors before and compiled his own story based on it. Later, after the case was clarified, he canceled it and told it again today because he had no other choice. "The same goes for those people below. Why do people believe so many outrageous rumors?" Liang Yue said to himself angrily again.
It is true that Zhang Ji took the blame for killing the princess, but he definitely did not take the blame for Liang Yue, let alone because he was afraid of Xuanmen.
How could the Emperor of the Yin Dynasty not dare to pursue the death of his own daughter because he was afraid of whose power?
For the Jiang family to be able to remain in the royal family for thousands of years, they must have their own strength.
If the dynasty has no ability to restrict the fairyland, then it will become a puppet, and the country will not be stable for thousands of years.
In fact, before the founding of the dynasty, the Jiang family was also a family that had cultivated immortality for tens of millions of years. It had an extremely deep foundation. This was how they had the strength to conquer the chaos of Kyushu.
After becoming the orthodox dynasty of Kyushu, with the support of the great priest Beiluo Shimen, the country is indeed more stable.
But this does not mean that human dynasties rely entirely on the protection of great priests.
As a spectator said before, the Yin Dynasty had two obvious methods to fight against the Immortal Realm.
The first is the formation. An army of millions can form a supreme killing formation.
The method of military formation can gather the strength of tens of millions of people in one place. The stars in the sky can gather together, and the light can cover up the stars and the moon.
It is said that if the millions of troops from Kyushu form an array together, the generals in the array will have the power to rival the gods.
Only a body at the level of a god general can bear such a blessing, and it is not known how long it can last before it explodes and dies.
The second is the mythical beast, the true dragon of Kyushu’s luck unified into one.
Five hundred years ago, the Confucian sage Patriarch spent a lot of effort to help the Yin Dynasty royal family build nine large formations, one for each of the nine states, and invited nine true dragons to guard them respectively as luck beasts.
Using Kyushu's luck to feed the real dragon, the real dragon's practice of swallowing and breathing will increase its cultivation, and it will also make the luck of the earth's mountains and rivers stronger, and the two will promote each other.
These nine formations have an ultimate secret, which is that when the country is in danger, the blood descendants of the God King can forcibly recruit the nine dragons and temporarily unite them into one body.
This move is equivalent to combining the luck of the nine states into one place, and can also temporarily fight against the fairyland.
It is true that the above two methods each have their own shortcomings.
The task of gathering an army of one million is as difficult as climbing to the sky. Today's Yin Dynasty is considered a powerful time in history, and the number of soldiers can barely reach that, but it also needs to guard Kyushu.
If one day all the armies are united in one place, no matter how long it takes, the border will be empty everywhere. Unless the country is really about to be destroyed, we can be so indifferent.
The formation of a formation by millions of people only exists in legends and has never been a reality since ancient times.
Recruiting the divine beast of luck means that the fate of the country will be in turmoil, and a battle may destroy Kyushu's luck for hundreds of years. Once luck declines, floods, earthquakes, tsunamis, landslides... all kinds of natural disasters will follow.
Therefore, it is impossible to activate this method until the country is subjugated.
But even if the cost is huge, this is a method that can make the Immortal Realm fearful, enough to make them unwilling to easily start a fight with the dynasty.
What's more, there are three major fairy realms in the world, which itself is a stable framework. If one of them takes action rashly and loses his cultivation, he will probably be swallowed up by the combined efforts of the other two.
It can be said that when the overall situation of the human world remains unchanged, it is almost impossible to take action in the fairyland.
The secret to peace in the world lies in checks and balances.
Facing the world's fairyland, the dynasty certainly does not have absolute suppression, but it must have enough strength to be able to participate in this game.
Liang Yue also had doubts in his heart whether Emperor Mubei knew about Zhang Ji taking the blame.
Because the Nanzhou nobles suffered a big loss from the Miluoxiang incident, killing Princess Fuyang was originally revenge. At this time, it is very convenient to let this matter pass silently as a kind of comfort and compensation. It's possible.
If Emperor Mubei knew the truth but acquiesced in this matter, then this was the only reason.
It is outrageous to say that the emperor did not even dare to mess with Xuanmen after his own daughter was killed. After all, they are just Xuanmen immortal officials, not Xuanjun stationed in Yin.
Liang Yue thought secretly in his heart: "Next time I see that old man, I have to find an opportunity to trip him up."
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Returning back in a leisurely manner like this As soon as I stepped into the Zhuxie Yamen, I heard an explosion from inside.
Boom——
With a shocking sound, a black mist rose from the top of an attic.
"Enemy attack?" Liang Yue's movements suddenly became tense.
At this moment, the old man with rosacea from the concierge said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, Miss Wei Jiu is probably just refining the medicine again."
Liang Yue turned around, somewhat surprised. Blinking, "Miss Wei Jiu is refining medicine, so there will be such a big battle?"
In the past few days, he has learned that the old man's surname is Qin, and he has been guarding here since the establishment of the Zhuxie Yamen. Very familiar with everyone.
"Hehe, it turns out you're new here." Old Man Qin, the concierge, smiled, "In Zhuxie Yamen, only Miss Wei Jiu can have such a big battle when refining medicine."
(End of this chapter)