Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 295: Chen Luo’s Crazy Self-Saving: 5 Steps to Crisis PR!

North.

When they learned about the intentions of the great Confucians, many of the great Confucians in the North almost vomited blood.

Because of his mother, so many people rushed to the north just to make Wuhou change the text?

I thought the barbarians had broken through the defense line of the Great Wall of Righteousness, and the soldiers sent a letter asking for help!

Thanks to myself, I mobilized all the family members...what? Chen Luo wrote Zhuge Liang to death! Wait a minute, the old man will go and fetch the semi-sacred text treasure that has been handed down from the family, plus one of the old man!

I've long been embarrassed by the shame of that literati!

I write so much in a day, and it's still out of context!

As a great scholar, I anonymously sent several carts of blades!

This time, I can teach myself a lesson, how can I miss myself in such a fun thing!

Hundreds of great scholars are still afraid of the bamboo forest!

To be able to assemble like this, it must be permitted by the Holy Will!

It seems that there is more than one Holy Will!

Isn't this Guan Mingzheng?

Let's go, let's go out...

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The forty-sixth year of the Zhenghe period of the Daxuan calendar, east, on December 13th.

Wuhou wrote the 104th chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the autumn wind and stars fell five feet into the plain, the soul of Zhuge Kongming returned to the sky, and the world mourned. , went to Dongcang, and wanted to change his life for Zhuge Kongming!

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Today's Dongcang City has a slightly more atmosphere...

Rejoice!

Well-informed people have already spread it privately, and hundreds of great Confucians are coming to beat the Hou Ye.

Some people said that it was thousands of great scholars who were so angry with Hou Ye's article.

Some people say that the three and half saints took the lead!

It seems that Lord Hou is really insane and needs a fight!

All kinds of melon fruits and melon seeds roasted seeds and nuts have been sold out in Dongcang City.

Every household moved out of the small bench and sat at the door of the house, looking in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

This is much better than the play in the theater!

I heard that someone has already opened a bet secretly, and bet on how the great Confucians will play?

The biggest bet right now is to take off your pants and spank!

Hiss——

Just thinking about it is exciting!

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Twenty miles south of Dongcang City, Chen Luo looked at the distant sky and faintly felt a hint of oppression.

Hey, in this scene, Senior Sister is useless.

Senior Sister Six said that if someone wanted to kill him, she would protect him with her life; if someone wanted to spank him, then Sister Six would not care.

After all, Lin Chaoying's problem has not been explained clearly!

The explanation process is probably like this-

Yun Siyao: Book Spirit? You let her out!

Lin Chaoying: Senior Sister? You let her in!

Xiang Jixuan, those great scholars with a hundred battles?

Forget it, since a piece of melon seeds fell out of Xiang Jixuan's robe, Chen Luo doesn't count on it anymore.

Wu Litao and Jin Gugua?

The two demon clans, let's stay away, so as not to be accidentally injured!

"Little Hongnu, Young Master will rely on you today." Chen Luo sighed softly and said to Luo Hongnu who was standing beside him.

As a mature out-of-context player, Chen Luo was not unprepared for such a scene!

Luo Hongnu is one of his cards!

In order to deal with this day, he had arranged for Luo Hongnu to deal with it!

Luo Hongnu glanced at the troupe she brought out, and hesitated: "Master, is what the slave family does really useful!"

"Would you like to see your son get spanked?"

"Want to... ah, no, I don't want to see someone spank your ass!"

"Then... um? What do you mean?"

Luo Hongnu's face turned red, and quickly pointed to the sky in the distance: "Young Master, they are here!"

Chen Luo hurriedly looked around and saw densely packed figures flying towards Dongcang City in the blue sky. Chen Luo calculated the time and nodded to Luo Hongnu: "Hongnu, start!"

Luo Hongnu's face turned firm, and she waved her hand vigorously at the troupe behind her!

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Yan Baichuan was very angry at this time!

How can I die?

The old man took a lot of effort to create such a perfect Confucian virtual idol, how can you write him to death?

I'm so inconsiderate!

This has to be changed!

It should be the finale of helping the Han family and restoring the world!

Hmph, this old man doesn't talk about martial arts, so he brought more than 100 Confucian scholars here, let's see if your child is afraid!

Yan Baichuan was satisfied when he saw Chen Luo go out of the city from a distance.

Even Yun Siyao and those great Confucians who fought a hundred battles were not brought out.

Finally, I know the fear!

It's okay to scare you later!

Yan Baichuan was about to explain a few words to the hundreds of great scholars behind him, when he suddenly heard a sad song from the troupe behind Chen Luo——

"Oh my god—"

"Why did you hurriedly hand him over to Qiufeng."

"O Earth—"

"Why did you rush him into your arms."

"I would rather die for his life."

"It's good to lead our soldiers to go out again!"

"Who can compare with dedication and hard work-"

"Who can be as pure as white—"

"Heaven, you are so unfair, the earth, you are so heartless..."

"Kong left the Eight Arrays of Soldiers and Yaoqin, who did the Kingdom of Shu hand over?"

"Life and death hurt people in Shu!"

All the great scholars were stunned. The lyrics of this song are straightforward, the tune is sad, the vocals are hoarse, and the heart is piercing, which makes everyone feel a burst of sadness, and even the anger is diluted by this sadness. .

All the great Confucians fell down one after another, looking complicated and heading towards Chen Luo.

Chen Luo gestured to Luo Hongnu, Luo Hongnu changed her gesture quickly, and the singing voice that broke through the sky was immediately lowered, turning into a low-pitched ambient background sound, and it continued.

The first step of crisis public relations: dilute a single emotion and establish a variety of emotional channels!

A song "Crying Zhuge" is for everyone!

"Gentlemen, come to Dongcang from afar, and Luo Youshi is far away to welcome him. Please forgive me!" Chen Luo hurriedly greeted him.

Yan Baichuan glanced sideways at the troupe that was humming "Crying Zhuge" in a low voice, coughed, and tried his best to keep the sad atmosphere from affecting his serious attitude!

"Wuhou, Zhuge Liang's star has fallen five feet, we think it's inappropriate... or..."

Chen Luo interrupted Yan Baichuan with a smile, and then bowed to many great scholars: "Gentlemen, this is not a place to talk."

"Luo knows you are here for Zhuge Kongming!"

"Lotte has arranged some small plays, and I invite everyone to go into the city and watch it first!"

After Chen Luo finished speaking, he suddenly saw a great Confucian in the crowd winking at him!

I'll go, Liu Jingzhuang?

Why did you come along?

"A play? But a play like "The Concubine"?" a great scholar asked.

"Exactly!"

Everyone hesitated.

At this time, would it be a little too serious to suddenly go to the theater?

Yan Baichuan sighed: "The play can be watched at any time, but first..."

Chen Luo hurriedly said: "I always have to go to the city, don't worry, I can't run away, Chen Luo! Gentlemen, you have to travel hard, so you should rest for a while."

At this time, Liu Jingzhuang said to himself in the crowd: "Hey, it's so hard to listen to the show now! A premiere ticket for "The West Chamber" has already been fired. I don't know if this Zhuge Liang's show is not As long as you can hear it this time, you won't hear it again."

Yan Baichuan and the Confucian scholars behind him all looked at each other and nodded, "Then let's watch the play first."

Chen Luo smiled slightly and made a please gesture.

The second step of crisis public relations: master the initiative and control the rhythm!

Now, it's easy to attack and defend!

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Today's Dongcang Theater is not as full as it used to be.

More than 100 Confucian scholars sat at the front, watching the lively performances on the stage.

What is being staged on this stage is the scene about Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms opera in Peking Opera!

To be honest, if it wasn't for the eight major brothels that came to Zhongjing and brought so many musicians, this drama would not have been able to sing.

Just to rehearse these scenes, "The Concubine" was delayed.

The only fly in the ointment is that there are still women in the majority, and Laosheng chooses some women to dress up and sing. But it's not a big problem, there are also many famous old female students in previous lives.

At this time, most of these great Confucian scholars who came from afar were coming into contact with drama for the first time. Chen Luo bet that at this moment, let them go to the city lord's mansion to talk about business, and he can be beaten to death by a bunch of great Confucian supernatural powers on the spot!

After singing Zhuge Liang's "Borrowing Jingzhou", "Legend of Heroes, Borrowing the East Wind, Huarong Road", "Dragon and Phoenix Showing Auspiciousness", and "Curse Wang Lang", "I Sit" in the famous excerpt "Empty City Strategy" that is currently being staged View the scenery from the tower!

"I was watching the scenery from the tower, and I heard the chaos outside the city."

"The flags were fluttering in the air, but they turned out to be soldiers sent by Sima."

…

"Zhuge Liang is waiting at the enemy building, waiting for you to come here to talk, talk, talk."

…

"I only have two Qin Tongren, and I have no ambush or soldiers."

"You don't have to think wildly, come here, please go up to the tower and listen to me playing the qin!"

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After an empty city plan was sung, a great Confucian under the stage shouted ok, and was about to throw a reward on the stage, but was stopped by another great Confucian.

"Brother Jin, you are irritable... This is your great Confucian literary treasure... I can't throw it away, I can't throw it away..."

At this time, the stage curtain was pulled up, and after waiting for a long time, it did not open again.

Yan Baichuan looked unhappy and looked at Chen Luo: "Chen Luo, where's the back?"

Chen Luo smiled apologetically: "Behind... there is no rehearsal!"

The faces of the great Confucians suddenly changed!

Are you out of context in operas?

What a shame you are a literati!

Chen Luo smiled slightly, the third step of crisis public relations: shifting the focus.

Now, it's time to take the fourth step. Originally, Chen Luo was still a little confused and didn't know how to arrange it, but after writing this chapter of the Three Kingdoms last night, the azure light outside the city gave Chen Luo a certainty!

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"Chen Luo, where are you taking the old man and others!"

Outside Dongcang City, the Great Confucian troupe followed Chen Luo in Dayeling, but Chen Luo just responded: "It's almost there!"

After walking for a while, a simple and solemn ancestral hall appeared in front of everyone.

I saw three big characters written on the plaque: Wuhou Temple!

That's right, the azure light that soared to the sky last night was exactly this one that appeared out of thin air!

"Wuhou Temple?" Yan Baichuan was taken aback and looked at Chen Luo.

You sacrifice yourself?

Would you like to bring us to worship?

However, Yan Baichuan quickly realized that Zhuge Liang was also Marquis of Wu!

Is it Zhuge Liang's ancestral hall?

Yan Baichuan looked surprised.

Did the Tao of Heaven actually allow the building of an ancestral hall for a character in the book?

Yan Baichuan looked at Chen Luo, are you the son of Tiandao?

"Everyone, please go in and take a look!"

Chen Luo led the way, and the Great Confucian troupe slowly stepped into the ancestral hall. Just like the ancestral hall, they saw the couplet poems inscribed on the pillars.

"Only one hand pulls the end of the game, and often returns to chat and laugh. Bow down and grieve, and only have Acuras left."

"The sun and the moon hang out with the teacher's table, and the wind and cloud will protect the Dingjun Mountain."

"It is known that the three-pointed cauldron is determined by the heavens, and people are still trying to find six teachers."

Walking into the main hall, a statue wearing a Confucian robe and holding a feather fan stands. Even if a great Confucian can't see the face of the statue, they all know that the statue's eyes are looking at the sky outside the hall.

Chen Luo said softly, "Everyone understands, but please listen to me."

Chen Luo took a deep breath, a pen and paper appeared in his hand, and the pen was written——

"Where can I find the ancestral hall of the prime minister, there is a forest outside Dongcang City."

"The green grass reflects the color of spring, and the oriole is empty."

"Three times troubled the world, and the two dynasties opened up the hearts of old officials."

"He died before he was born, and the hero was full of tears."

After Chen Luo finished writing, he put down the brush and bowed again to many great scholars.

"Gentlemen, please don't mind!"

Many great scholars were silent for a while, then Yan Baichuan suddenly smiled.

"I wait, but let this little guy teach a lesson!"

"No matter what, no matter what!"

"Everyone in the book has a destiny. Why should I wait for it!"

"Since you are here, let's worship one or two."

As soon as Yan Baichuan finished speaking, he saw that the paper on which the poems were written suddenly turned into a blue light and shot into the statue of Zhuge Liang.

Everyone looked at the statue, only to see a cyan light group slowly condensed at the heart of the statue, shrinking and shrinking, as if beating.

"Wen Xin?" The great Confucians suddenly stopped!

This statue of Zhuge Kongming ~IndoMTL.com~ gave birth to Wenxin?

Everyone looked at Chen Luo, who shrugged and said that he didn't know anything.

But Chen Luo felt a drum in his heart: "Didn't you say that Du Fu died? Could it be fake news?"

At this moment, a clear voice sounded.

"Shanren has learned in his life, there are twenty-four books, totaling 104,112 characters, and there are eight tasks, seven precepts, six fears, and five fears."

"Those who have a heart, I am willing to grant them."

Yan Baichuan's complexion changed, his whole body burst into righteousness, he wrapped the entire Wuhou Temple inside, turned to look at Chen Luo, and saluted solemnly.

"Wuhou, please allow Wenchang Pavilion to send great scholars to come to worship Wuhou Temple!"

"Kong Ming is not dead!"

"He came out of the book and preached in this world!"

"This Wuhou Temple is a place for evangelism!"

Chen Luo was taken aback: I thought it was a scenic spot, but I didn't expect it to be a scientific research base?

Although I was complaining in my heart, but my mouth quickly said——

"The Confucian with the household registration of Dongcangcheng, priority!"

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