Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

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The prosperity of the central capital is still there, countless people have left, and countless people have poured 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 all the time.

Those who have just entered the city can only vaguely hear the grand occasion of the red dust that Wan Anbo set off from the mouths of some old tea customers. It was a glorious period: the three songs of Linglong Lou’s lovesickness and sorrow for murder, the four pieces of Lin Huang’s fight were handed down to the world and shocked the world; the sky of Zhaixinglou rose straight up, and the saints of the Wansheng Temple avoided; The wind of storytelling.

Although there are still Daxuan Minbao and new serializations, only the old Zhongjing people can drink a sip of hot tea, hold a jasper, shake their heads, and say in a tone that has experienced the vicissitudes of life: "It's not the same. , is completely different from before.”

"In the past, when we were in Beijing, Wan Anbo wrote it out on the front foot, and we could hear 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 the blade business. It's a boom. Ask the price? The blade sent to Wan Anbo also asks for the price? How many are there?"

"Let me 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. We feel happy. This day is the real start!"

"Hey, don't say it, only our gentlemen can scold. If others dare to say a word, they will do it!"

"It's not like now, hey..." The old ruffian sighed, "Only the song outside the North City is left."

"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and green..."

Little Er brought a few plates of side dishes, looked at the young man who was stunned by the old ruffian, and said jokingly: "Dude, are you new to the city? Don't listen to Hu Erye fooling around, what he said to Wan An. Uncle, no, it's Marquis Wu now, and it's the same as when Marquis has been gone for a hundred and eighty years."

"It's a lot of work. Lord Hou 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: "You can do it! You can! Run to your hall with peace of mind..."

Little Er jokingly ran away, an old man with a gray beard slapped his mouth: "It's not all nonsense, it's really a little different."

"For example, Huazui Nansheng will no longer sit in the hall and tell stories..."

...

East of the city, a quiet courtyard.

Looking at the figure of the maid who was 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: "It's just that I wronged you. After a few days of good times, I have to run around with me again."

Xiao Hexiang shook her head slightly and said softly, "Follow Xianggong, so you won't 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 just worried that I would be a burden and provoke the Marquis to worry, so I held down my mind to follow."

"Recently, Sang Gong and I wrote to me, saying that people in the world now turn to the north, and there is an endless stream of people going to Dongcang."

"This is the time when Lord Hou is employing people. Although I, Nan Yuanxi, are not very capable, I am still a little weak. An Neng can enjoy the happiness in Zhongjing."

Xiao Hexiang held Nan Yuanxi's hand instead: "My husband doesn't have to explain it to me."

"The concubine doesn't understand the affairs between your husband and the concubine. 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!"

...

The words are divided into two parts, 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, in the temporary residential area in the east of the city, there was a terrible incident of bloodshed and wounding people.

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 didn't understand. The temporary residence area was drawn according to the number plate. The murderer had no connection with the victim. How could such a hurtful act happen?

Or is this someone with ulterior motives sent into Dongcang City?

I went to the barbarian world to steal the barbarian's home, but someone actually wanted to steal my home?

Chen Luo must check it out.

It has to be said that although he was only the city owner for twenty days, Chen Luo also exuded a sense of majesty at this moment.

Under the guidance of Yang Nanzhong, Chen Luo came to the prison temporarily built by the city guard camp and saw the initiator of the bloodshed last night.

This is a man of about forty years old. At this time, his body is bound and he is kneeling on the ground without saying a word.

Chen Luo's eyes flickered with red dust, and he saw through the other party's cultivation.

The three meridians have been opened, but the director has not been able to connect, and it is still in the meridian state. At best, he is a little more energetic than ordinary people.

Taking over the other party's ID card, Chen Luo frowned slightly.

"Guo Qi, forty-two years old, from Luozhou, made a living by pulling fibers before coming to Dongcang."

"Guo Qi!" Chen Luo sat in front of the other party and said lightly, "Why do you want to kill?"

Guo Qi quickly 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 fell asleep. When the villain opened his eyes, he took it in his hand. Knife."

"But the villain really doesn't know anything! The villain came to Dongcang with the big guy, he wanted to eat a meal, and he didn't want to kill anyone!"

"Don't know anything?" Chen Luo looked at Guo Qi, the other party's eye sockets were deep and his eyes were blank.

"Sixth Senior Sister!" Chen Luo called out softly, and soon Yun Siyao's voice sounded in his ear: "His soul has not been touched."

Chen Luo slapped the table suddenly: "Guo Qi, you dare to argue? When the incident happened, you and your companions rushed out of the residence with knives and slashed at anyone! Say, who sent you here."

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. I owe a little favor. I invite both the Confucian Confucian scholar and the Taoist monarch. 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 moment, Yang Nanzhong seemed to have thought of something, and bowed his hands to Chen Luo: "Master Hou, I will have some ideas at the end, and I want to give it a try."

Chen Luo nodded, only to see Yang Nanzhong walking in front of Guo Qi, stretched out his hand, and a ray of azure righteousness entered Guo Qi's body from the top of Guo Qi's head, wandered around Guo Qi for a moment, and finally stopped at the heart.

Yang Nanzhong's thoughts moved, and 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 out this mouthful of blood. Then he fell to the ground and fell into 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.

Of course Chen Luo knew 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 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 mood, 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 might kill each other overnight.

But, what does this have to do with Guo Qi?

Dongcang City doesn't have so many rules, and it's an open city that doesn't restrict anyone's freedom, so 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 most of it happens to people in the south."

"People from the south 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. But in fact, there is a trace of the power of the wild in the wild wind, if the human race is ignorant Weakness, it will interfere with the consciousness of my human race, making people coma and frenzied."

"There is a saying in the North, that if you don't beat him for three days, you will go to the house. 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.

"So the wild wind has little effect on the minds of people born and raised in the north. But not necessarily the people in the south."

"In addition, if the heart is depressed and cannot vent, and the heart is blocked, he will do things like Ying Xiao."

"At the end of the day, Guo Qi is about to force out the blood in Guo Qi's heart, that gray gas is the gloomy gas in his 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, "Murderers will pay for their lives, and those who hurt others 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 Zhengshitang to suspend the task of leaving the city below the Qi Yangjie."

"I need to think about this."

After Chen Luo finished speaking, he walked out of the temporary prison with a heavy heart.

...

Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Chen Luo went straight into the study.

Guo Qi's matter 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 have come to pursue martial arts, and some are like Guo Qi, thinking of coming to Dongcang City to start anew and eating.

This time, it was Guo Qi's small team of more than a dozen people who had the problem. What if ten or a hundred times more people had the problem?

The source of the problem is very simple, to put it bluntly, it is boring.

Maybe it’s homesickness, maybe it’s loneliness, maybe it’s boring, and some people are willing to keep things in their hearts.

The whole person is gone!

This is a matter of spiritual civilization construction.

A rich and happy spiritual culture can make people happier.

At this time, Chen Luo suddenly thought of Nan Yuanxi.

If Nanyuan is still here, saying two paragraphs of the book every day may also have a good effect.

Speaking of which, are you planning a few stadiums, introducing rugby and football, and venting to those over-energized guys?

This is not enough, it is necessary to take into account men, women and children of all ages.

However, under the current conditions, what is the most popular form of entertainment?

Chen Luo slapped his thigh, what a show!

It's human nature to watch theatre.

In this world, you don't need to pursue what singing, reading and playing, and you don't need to pay attention to 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~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I 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 "Tianxian Match"!

As for the soundtrack and singing, speaking of which, isn't there a talented musical girl by your side?

Just 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.

"This is not in a hurry." Chen Luo smiled and turned into 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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