Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 236: Ben Hou Ye is about to make a big move again!
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The bustling capital of the central capital is still prosperous. Countless people left and countless people came in. It is like a standing reef in the tide, I open my arms when the waves come, and I will never hold back when the waves go away.
The only constant in the world is change that happens all the time.
Those who have just entered the city can only vaguely hear from the mouths of some old tea drinkers the red dust that Wan Anbo had set off. It was a glorious period: the three songs of Linglong Lou’s lovesickness and sorrow for murder, the four pieces of Lin Huang’s play were handed down to the world and shocked the world; the sky of the Zhaixinglou rose straight up, and the saints of the Wansheng Temple avoided; The wind of storytelling.
Although there is still Daxuan Minbao and new serials are still posted, but only the old Chinese people can drink a sip of hot tea, hold a jasmine seed, shake their heads, and say in a tone that has experienced the vicissitudes of life: " It's not the same, it's completely different from before."
"Before we were in Zhongjing, Wan Anbo wrote it out on the front foot, and the men could hear it on the back foot. What's this called? Scorpion **** - only one!"
"Before that Beifeng Building, do you want to grab a seat? Oh, don't blow it, we ordinary people are in the sky, that is, in the annex building, and you can't enter the main building at all!"
"And that blade business. It's a boom. Ask for the price? Ask for the price of the blade sent to Wan Amber? How many are there!"
"Tell you, when we old Chinese people go out in the morning, we don't say good morning, we spit on the ground first, stomp our feet, and shout 'shame of the literati' together, and our hearts are relieved. Start!"
"Hey, don't say it, only our men can scold us. If anyone dares to say a word, he will do it!"
"It's not like now, hey..." The old ruffian sighed, "Only the song outside the North City is left."
"Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, the grass is green..."
Little Er brought a few plates of side dishes, looked at the young man who was stunned by the old ruffian, and joked: "Dude, new to the city? Don't listen to Hu Erye's foolishness, what he said. With Wan Anbo, no, it's Wuhou now, and it's the same as how Lord Hou has been gone for one hundred and eighty years."
"It's a lot of work. The Hou Ye will be away from Beijing for 20 days. If you want to listen to books, you can just find any restaurant. Now there are a lot of storytellers."
Hu Erye raised his leg and kicked Xiao Eryi: "As long as you can! As long as you can! Run to your hall with peace of mind..."
Little Er giggled and ran away, while an old man with a gray beard slapped his mouth: "It's not all nonsense, it's really different."
"For example, Huazui Nansheng will no longer sit in the hall to tell stories..."
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East of the city, a quiet courtyard.
Looking at the figure of the maid busy cleaning up, Xiao Hexiang raised her hand and poured a glass of wine for Nan Yuanxi.
"Master, the carriages and horses are all hired. Do you need to prepare some food and drinks on the way?"
Nan Yuanxi shook his head: "No need."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Hexiang again: "I just wronged you. After a few days of good times, I have to run around with me again."
Xiaohexiang shook her head slightly and said softly, "Following Xianggong, you will not be wronged."
Nan Yuanxi grabbed Xiao Hexiang's hand and said seriously: "Master Hou is my benefactor. Logically, I should have followed him when he went north."
"I was only worried that I would be a burden, and that I would cause the Hou Ye to worry, so I held down my mind to follow."
"Sang Gong and I recently wrote to me, saying that people all over the world are heading north, and there is an endless stream of people going to Dongcang."
"This is the time when Lord Hou employs people. Although I, Nan Yuanxi, have little ability, I am still a little weak. An Neng is sitting in Zhongjing and enjoying the happiness."
Xiao Hexiang held Nan Yuanxi's hand instead: "My husband doesn't have to explain to me."
"The concubine doesn't understand the affairs between you husband and wife. The concubine only knows where the husband is, and the concubine is there."
Nan Yuanxi's heart warmed, and he stood up and bowed solemnly to Xiao Hexiang.
"Nan Sheng will definitely live up to his wife in this life!"
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The words are divided into two ends, one for each table.
Chen Luo frowned and walked on the avenue of Dongcang City, his face was gloomy, and even the fiery construction scene in the whole city did not make him feel good.
Just last night, there was a terrible incident of bloodshed and wounding in the temporary residential area in the east of the city.
A group of people who had just entered Dongcang City a few days ago suddenly attacked others at night, killing three people and injuring more than a dozen people. If Sister Six hadn't found out in time and controlled the perpetrators, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Chen Luo doesn't understand. The temporary residence area is drawn according to the number plate. The perpetrator has no connection with the victim. How can there be such a hurtful act?
Or is this someone with ulterior motives sent to Dongcang City?
I went to the barbarian world to steal the barbarian's home, but someone wanted to steal my home?
Chen Luo must check it out.
I have to say that, although he was only the city lord for twenty days, Chen Luo also exuded a sense of majesty at this time.
Under the guidance of Yang Nanzhong, Chen Luo came to the prison temporarily built by the Chengwei Camp, and met the initiator of the bloodshed last night.
This is a man of about forty years old. At this time, he is bound all over, kneeling on the ground, not saying a word.
Chen Luo's eyes flickered with red dust, and he saw through the other party's cultivation.
Three meridians have been connected, but the governor has not been able to connect them, but they are still in the state of meridians. At best, they are a little more energetic than ordinary people.
Accepting the other party's ID card, Chen Luo frowned slightly.
"Guo Qi, 42 years old, a native of Luozhou, made a living by drawing fibers before coming to Dongcang."
"Guo Qi!" Chen Luo sat in front of him and said lightly, "Why do you want to kill people?"
Guo Qi hurriedly explained: "Master Hou, the villain doesn't know! The villain took over the logging job in Dayeling yesterday, and when he came back, he was very tired, and then fell down and went to sleep. When the villain opened his eyes, his hands He has a knife in it."
"But the villain really doesn't know anything! The villain came to Dongcang with the big guy, just to have a bite to eat and not kill anyone!"
"Don't know anything?" Chen Luo looked at Guo Qi, the other party's eye sockets were sunken and his eyes were blank.
"Sixth Senior Sister!" Chen Luo called out softly, and soon Yun Siyao's voice rang in his ear: "His soul has not been touched."
Chen Luo suddenly slapped the table: "Guo Qi, you dare to argue? When the incident happened, you and your companions rushed out of the residence with knives, and slashed anyone they saw! Say, who sent you here. "
"It's okay if you don't admit it. I owe you a little favor. I invite both Confucian scholars and Taoist monarchs. Check it out a little bit to see how deep the master behind you can hide!"
Guo Qi was so frightened that he quickly kowtowed: "Master Hou, Master Hou, the villain really doesn't know what's going on!"
"I was just... Yesterday, I had a nightmare. I dreamed that the wild blood beasts in Dayeling were chasing me, and then I woke up."
"I really don't know anything!"
"Nightmare?" Chen Luo's heart moved, it was impossible, if it was related to the nightmare, it would definitely affect the soul, but Sixth Senior Sister was clearly sure that the other party's soul had not been manipulated.
At this time, Yang Nanzhong seemed to think of something, and bowed his hands to Chen Luo: "Master Hou, I will have some ideas at the end, and I want to try it."
Chen Luo nodded, only to see Yang Nanzhong walking to Guo Qi, reaching out his hand, a ray of azure awe-inspiring righteousness entered Guo Qi's body from the top of Guo Qi's head, wandered around Guo Qi for a while, and finally stopped at the heart. .
When Yang Nanzhong thought about it, his righteousness suddenly rushed along his heart, and Guo Qi spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood fell to the ground, and there was a gray breath on it, and Guo Qi was also spitting it out. After this mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground and passed out in a coma.
Seeing the gray aura above the blood, Yang Nanzhong breathed a sigh of relief and said to Chen Luo, "Master Hou, you will know what's going on at the end."
"This matter has nothing to do with foreign forces."
Chen Luo was a little surprised: "What's going on?"
Yang Nanzhong organized the wording: "Master Hou, do you know Ying Xiao?"
"Ying Xiao?" Chen Luo was taken aback.
Chen Luo certainly knows Ying Xiao.
The so-called "Ying Xiao" is because of the strict military regulations in the military camp, the soldiers' spirit is extremely depressed, and because they may die at any time, all the psychological pressure is extremely high. In this case, the soldiers are very likely to have nightmares. If someone screams in the nightmare, detonating the pressure accumulated in the hearts of the people around them, it will quickly spread a hysterical emotion, thus completely getting rid of the madness of military discipline.
Ying Xiao has always been the enemy of an army. If it is not handled properly, an army of 100,000 may be killed by each other overnight.
Just, what does this have to do with Guo Qi?
East Cang City doesn't have so many rules, and it's an open city that doesn't restrict anyone's freedom. How could it be involved with Ying Xiao?
Seeing the puzzled expression on Chen Luo's face, Yang Nanzhong explained: "Master Hou, Ying Xiao is just an analogy, but Guo Qi's situation can indeed be understood as Ying Xiao."
"This kind of thing happens occasionally in the North, but mostly with the South."
"People from the south go north and are not used to the water and soil in the north. Especially the wild wind, I have grown accustomed to the wild wind when I grew up in the north. If the human race is ignorant and weak, it will interfere with my human race's consciousness, causing people to coma and frenzy."
“There is a saying in the North, that if you don’t beat the house for three days, the house will be uncovered. It’s not that my parents in the North are keen to beat their children. It’s just that the children are sometimes influenced by the savage wind and behave in a biased manner. They often wake up after a beat. ."
"So the savage wind has little effect on the minds of people born and raised in the north. But the people from the south may not."
"In addition, if you are already depressed in your heart, you can't let it out, and your heart is blocked, so you will do things like Ying Xiao."
"At the end of the day, I was about to force out the blood congestion in Guo Qi's heart. That gray gas is the gloomy gas in my heart!"
After listening to Yang Nanzhong's explanation, Chen Luo also understood.
He looked at Guo Qi, who was unconscious on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and said: "The murderer will pay for his life, and the wounder will be sentenced according to the situation and classified as prisoners. As for those who did not hurt anyone, they will be expelled from Dongcang City. ."
"Notify the political affairs hall to suspend the task of leaving the city below the Qi-nourishing environment."
"I need to think about this."
After Chen Luo finished speaking, he walked out of the temporary prison with a heavy heart.
……
Back to the City Lord's Mansion, Chen Luo went straight into the study.
The matter of Guo Qi is resolved, but this kind of thing is only the beginning. Nearly half of the people who went to Dongcang were from the south. Most of them are warriors who came to pursue martial arts, and some are like Guo Qi, thinking of coming to Dongcang City to start over and eating.
This time it was Guo Qi's small team of more than a dozen people who had problems. What if ten or a hundred times more people had problems?
The source of the problem is very simple, to put it bluntly, it is boring.
Maybe homesickness, loneliness, or boredom, plus some people are willing to keep things in their hearts, and over time, they become unhappy, and then they are suddenly blown by the brute wind——
The whole person is dead!
This is a matter of spiritual civilization construction.
A fulfilling and pleasant spiritual culture can make people happier.
At this time, Chen Luo suddenly thought of Nan Yuanxi.
If Nanyuan is still here, saying two paragraphs a day may also have a good effect.
Speaking of which, are you planning a few stadiums, introducing football and football, and venting to those over-energized guys?
That's not enough, it's a matter of gender, age, and age.
But, under these conditions, what is the most popular form of entertainment?
Chen Luo slaps her thigh, it's a play!
It's human nature to watch theatre.
In this world, you don't need to pursue any kind of singing or playing, and you don't need to pay attention to the accent. As long as the story is written, the roles are assigned, and a few people stand on the stage, can't they be able to act?
When I first entered the Dreamland Flower Forest~IndoMTL.com~ I can still remember that the flashing light of idle books also included some opera texts such as "The Peony Pavilion", "The Story of the West Chamber", and "Tian Xian Du"!
As for the soundtrack, singing, speaking, isn't there a talented musical girl by your side?
As Chen Luo was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Luo Hongnu's voice sounded: "Master Hou..."
Chen Luo responded quickly, and Luo Hongnu pushed in the door, holding a jug in his hand.
"Hongnu has made a new fruit brew. Lord Hou will taste if it suits your taste. If you like it, I will make more." Luo Hongnu obediently put the jug on the table.
"Don't worry about this." Chen Luo smiled like a flower, looking at Luo Hongnu, "Hongnu, do you want to learn drama?"
(If you want to know what happened next, see the next breakdown)
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