The city wall of Shangyuan City is not a complete closed circle. The west side of the city is facing the Black Water Lake, so this place does not need a city wall. The frightening Black Water Lake is enough to block the footsteps of many people.
And this place is already close to the border, on the other side of Heishuize, there are several small countries adjacent to the Great Wilderness: Lancang, Nanfu, and Pugan.
The endless black water, like a black sea, paints the land, and it seems that human footprints are not allowed to step on it at will.
Just because few people dare to explore the Black Water Lake, few people know that deep in the Black Water Lake, there are some small swamps that are not dark, and the real Black Water Lake is separated by shallow water, which can be safely crossed by people. But this kind of small swamp is only in the area behind Heishuize near Shangyuan City, and it is located in the depth of Heishuize. If ordinary people want to get there, they have to go through the dangers of the vast Heishuize outside. Only a small number of people can use this safe way at the right time and place.
Of course, this is also one of the most important secrets of Shangyuan City. At the entrance and exit of the safer road, there are heavy guards from Shangyuan.
Now, there is a small boat walking on those small, lighter-colored swamps. The boat moved very carefully, because it was very close to the surrounding Blackwater Lake, and there was no guarantee that a blackwater beast would suddenly jump up and charge at any moment.
On the boat was a girl in bunt, with a basket on her back, a pair of knives in her hand, and a lancet in her mouth. She was looking around with burning eyes.
The old man rowing at the stern of the boat glanced at her back, shook his head helplessly, and greeted her for the tenth time, "Sixth son, don't look, this road is the safest, we have also prepared animal repellent, there will be no beasts." You are always holding back your energy like this, you are very tired."
"Not Sen." Meng Potian, son of the six daughters of Meng, said in a whining voice, "What do you say, it's just a big one."
"Where we can meet a big one, we will be finished if we meet a big one." The old man sighed, "Don't talk with a knife in your mouth, and be careful to cut your lips. You cut it last time, and it almost became a gaping mouth."
"Li is the mouth of the lake. Even if it is the mouth of the lake, it is always tied to the most beautiful silver."
"Yes, you are the most beautiful mouth in the world even if you are a six young master." The old man beckoned to her, "Six young master, take a look at the cargo in the bottom deck. When we got on the boat, the boat tipped, but Don't get in the water and flood the goods."
"Salt is the best." Meng Potian murmured and walked to the stern, "Call Men Yan An Mude..."
"Ming Yan'an won't be able to eat, let's see where you can earn his money." The old man concentrated on shaking the oar.
Only then did Meng Potian put down his full armor, and went to look at the goods, "My basket was destroyed by that black-hearted queen, who killed a thousand knives, so I had to get a batch of longevity pills from my aunt Pugan to go Is it easy for me to shop for goods in Shangyuan City?"
The old man took out a long tube, shook open a small paper bag, carefully used his index finger and thumb to pick out a few pinches of golden-yellow filaments, stuffed them into the tube, ignited it, and took a puff comfortably.
"Uncle Wu, why don't you take Wanshou pills?" Meng Potian asked puzzled, "Didn't you say Wanshou pills are better than this golden silk?"
Uncle Wu shook his hands again and again, "No, no, Wanshou pills are expensive and unpalatable, and I'm not used to them. The old man still thinks that Pu Gan's golden silk is the best."
"Ming Yan'an likes Wanshou pills the most. If my aunt is not the concubine of King Pugan, I would not be able to get this thing." Meng Potian said again, "But I heard that gold silk and Wanshou pills are actually nothing. Good stuff. King Pugan and nobles don't eat it."
"This is an old bone, what do you care about?" The old man squinted his eyes and swallowed, "When I inhale this golden thread, my years of rheumatism will not hurt..."
While speaking, Meng Potian had already descended into the cabin, and lifted off layer after layer of tarpaulin. Suddenly, with a "ah", he jumped backwards, almost flipping the boat over.
The old man was startled, he asked Meng Potian to check the goods, but he just wanted her to put down the knife in his hand, but he didn't expect something to happen, his waist straightened, his old eyes that were cloudy just now, suddenly shone brightly.
"Who are you?" Meng Potian exclaimed loudly, "Mother, I really met a big one!"
The old man poked around from his waist, and there was already a gleaming hook in his hand.
Under the watchful eyes of the two, a person slowly sat up on the bottom of the cabin.
Clothes are like snow, skin is like snow, and a pair of clear eyes are as cool as the snow on the top of the mountain in the distance.
"You..." Meng Potian was stunned for a while, and stopped the old man who was about to pounce, "Are you from the Rakshamen?"
The person sitting up at the bottom of the cabin was silent for a while, "Yes." He said, "My name is Li Hanyu."
"No." Meng Potian stared at him blankly, and suddenly said loudly, "You're not that kid, I remember your face was ruined by that Pei Shu. And..." She moved closer, almost lying on her stomach Looking at his face, "Your face seems... It seems to be a little prettier than his..."
The man in white pushed her face away calmly, "It's hurt, can't it be cured? It's just a flesh wound."
Meng Potian thought about it, but he couldn't be sure. That day when Li Hanyu was in Danling Mountain, he was slapped flying by Pei Shu, and then fell into the crowd. No one cared about his situation for such a small person. At that time, Meng Potian didn't care how he was injured.
"What are you doing here? How did you get in here?" Meng Potian was puzzled, swiped his two knives, and placed them on his neck fiercely, "You are not allowed to stay here, get down!"
He didn't move, his eyelashes drooped slightly, "I'll accompany you in, and beat up that black-hearted queen by the way."
"Really?" Meng Potian's eyes lit up, "How do you know she's in Shangyuan City?"
"You are allowed to have hidden threads in the Crazy Saber League, and I am not allowed to set up spies in the Rakshamen?" He was lightly contemptuous.
"But you're a waste." Meng Potian withdrew his knife and looked him up and down, "The other day you took a picture of Pei Shu and couldn't find it. I can see it clearly."
"Although I am not good at martial arts, I am good at light work." He said, "And I have been with the queen for several days, and I know some of her habits and weaknesses. Sixth son, you have suffered the first big loss in your life under the queen's hands. Pay her back?"
"Think about it!" Meng Potian said without hesitation, "Actually, it's okay for her to fascinate me and my father with that cat. We people in the Jianghu put it down and admit it. But she absolutely shouldn't, and she took my basket It’s gone too. My basket!” As she said that, she grabbed the empty basket and showed him, feeling overwhelmed with pain, “My basket! I spent countless efforts, manpower and material resources, ten years, and finally found the treasure. ..."
"Catch her, you can have as much fun as you want, and the seven kills around her like to search for rare treasures the most." He instigated.
"I just want her cat and that bird, and I have to bully her well to vent my hatred!" Meng Potian waved his fist fiercely, then suddenly squinted at him again, "You What? Why are you against the Queen?"
"Haven't I been played by the Queen enough?" He said coldly, "It's ridiculous that I was played by her. How can I not report such a shame?"
Meng Potian bent over, put his hands on his knees, and stared at him curiously. He was a little unaccustomed to being so close, so he tilted his head away, but she took a step forward, and came closer again, breathing finely on his face. , "Why do I feel that you are not angry, but rather happy?"
He didn't answer, but pushed her face away again bluntly, and when he pushed, he used his sleeves to cover his hands, and said: "Needless to say, do you agree?"
"What if you don't agree? Let you jump off the boat and go back? There are tortoiseshell kings patrolling here and there, and they found you. Recently, only my boat has been allowed to pass, so I will be in trouble." Meng Potian snorted and walked away. , "You've already done your calculations, and you still hypocritically ask me why I agree or disagree? Just stay here!"
She walked to the other side of the boat, and the old man who had been smoking there gave her a wink. She shook her head.
"Let's wait and see." She whispered, "This person has the ability to kill us, but he has no malicious intentions for the time being. Don't be provoked, just wait and see."
She had put away her laughing attitude, her eyes were burning, revealing her true colors as the young master of the Mad Saber League.
The old man put away the dark blade obediently.
The man in white over there kept his back to this side and didn't look back at all.
In the gray air like black water and mist, his figure flickered, like a cloud of mist.
…
"Your Majesty, please watch the show." The soldier leading the way had a malicious smile on his face.
Jing Hengbo glanced at him, and then at the road. The road behind and to the side had been blocked intentionally or unintentionally by the crowd, so he could only move forward. It seems that you can't see it or not.
This posture reminded her of the long road when she first entered Dige and was caught in the crowd. At that time, some people made things difficult, but some people held her hand, some people led her way, there were people cheering, and there were red carpets winding …
She felt a pain in her heart, but with a bright smile on her face, she walked forward without hesitation.
There is a stage in front, and the stage is performing. There are huge crowds of people watching the opera, and the applause can deafen the ears.
Seeing her coming, everyone turned their heads in unison, with mocking smiles on their faces.
Chai Yu beside her seemed a little uneasy, but she and Mr. Mu kept calm and went straight to the front of the stage.
On the stage, a woman with heavy make-up, gorgeous but gaudy clothes, low-quality jewelry and a paper phoenix crown was waving her sleeves and singing to the audience.
"My concubine was originally a prostitute in the Jianghu, with a high flag and a phoenix to live in. Once I saw the cloud road, and left my benefactor to climb the dragon's gate." After singing, she winked, covered her lips with her sleeves, and whispered to the audience: "Longmen's new benefactor is here, let's look at the methods of the slave family, and I will definitely teach him to be ecstasy, and he will be easily captured."
Everyone laughed, and someone yelled: "Show the famous prostitutes to the men, and you will be rewarded if you do a good job!"
Everyone looked at Jing Hengbo while laughing, and Jing Hengbo was also laughing.
She asked Chai Yu: "What are you singing about?"
It's not that she's illiterate, she sings songs from all over the wilderness, mixed with dialects, and the tunes are weird, and she really can't understand them.
Chai Yu was almost choked, coughed for a long time, and then said: "Sing...sing about a relationship."
"Oh, what kind of feelings, who is the heroine?" Jing Hengbo smiled, "The clothes are so ugly. They are also low-cut, you tortoise shells, when did the folk customs become so enlightened?"
"This... this... Danjiao is a... famous prostitute..." Chai Yu's voice was getting lower and lower, he felt that although Jing Hengbo was smiling, it was normal, but for some reason, he was feeling furious in his heart.
"Oh, where's the famous prostitute?" Jing Hengbo asked in a low voice.
Chai Yu didn't dare to answer now, and said in a low voice, "I didn't hear clearly either."
Jing Hengbo let out a chuckle, and asked Mr. Mu, "Good singing, continue to listen?"
"As long as you like it." Mr. Mu smiled.
At this time, a man in white clothes turned around from behind the stage, with his head held high, in an arrogant manner, walking out with official steps, shaking every step.
As soon as that vulgar woman saw him, she jumped towards him with a tender smile, and said in a low voice, "Young man..."
Jing Hengbo almost spewed out with a pop.
…
Meng Potian was also in the crowd at this time, watching a show on tiptoe. Together with the old man and the man in white, she passed the inspection at the entrance and entered the city. Please leave the vicinity of the palace.
Meng Potian is also used to it. With her status, it is normal for people not to let her get close to the palace. She just wants to make money in Shangyuan City to search for treasures. Shangyuan is close to the safest section of Heishuize, and there are often wonderful things.
People like her don't go where there is excitement, and when she sees something going on, she rushes over like flying, and no one else can hold her back.
She was on the outskirts of the crowd and couldn't see inside, so she simply jumped on the back of a man, who was about to scold him, when she clamped her legs around his neck, looked inside, and said loudly, "Use your back to watch the show! "
The man's face turned purple from being pinched by her, so he had no choice but to shut up, everyone looked sideways at her, Meng Potian didn't seem to notice, he just stretched his neck.
After watching it for a while, she said, "Hey, Li Hanyu, what kind of **** is this... Hey, where are you?"
When she turned her head, Li Hanyu had disappeared. Meng Potian curled his lips and continued to watch.
Standing above the crowd by herself, she was naturally conspicuous, and Jing Hengbo accidentally saw it from a distance, and thought that silhouette looked familiar.
Just about to take a closer look, Meng Potian jumped down and cursed loudly: "What a bad show!"
At this moment on the stage, how the "Queen" flirts with the "National Teacher", stalks the "National Teacher" with the charm of a courtesan, delivers him meals, accompanies him to the garden, and secretly expresses her love to him. Under the pretext of being frightened, he sneaked into the dormitory of the national teacher...
I don’t know who compiled this playbook, and it’s obscene and obscene, and there’s no such thing as a blank script. After the “Queen” got into the “bedroom” of the national teacher, the backstage even made obscene words, panting slightly, and the bed board creaked The voices were endless, and some even waved red flags behind the scenes, acting as if they were "turned into red waves"...
The danjiao on the stage sang softly, "It's like yesterday's floating flowers and waves, and today's rain is blowing wildly. I can't ask for the fragrance of falling flowers in the garden. I hide a bottle of chicken blood and smear the bed. Panting slightly, my buttocks are like white waves, The trembling sakura fell on the snowy wall, and the golden gun was scorching hot, but my lover is so majestic, he is busy with all kinds of tricks..."
This kind of stage play is usually sung quietly by third-rate brothels and theaters. It is rare to sing this obscene song in broad daylight on a majestic street. I can't help but applaud loudly.
"good words!"
"Delicious!"
"Breathe louder!"
There was no smile on the corners of Mr. Mu's lips, and there was a hint of coldness.
Jing Hengbo held his chin, and seemed to be still smiling, with a somewhat murderous smile.
Chai Yu hooked his head, the roots of his ears were already red.
Meng Potian over there didn't understand, and asked the old man beside him: "Uncle Wu, what kind of nonsense words are these, cherry blossoms and golden guns for a while, and what does it mean to smear the bed with chicken blood, isn't it dirty?"
The old man didn't have the nerve to say this to her a young girl, so he could only stammer and say: "It's nothing interesting, let's go."
"Hehe, you don't understand." The man who was pinched by her neck and couldn't watch the show was upset, and said with a sneer, "Idiot, I don't understand. That's a famous prostitute. A virgin? Not a virgin, but wanting to become a dragon and a phoenix to enter the court, so I had to steal a bottle of chicken blood to pretend to be a virgin, hehe who wrote this book? Definitely!"
"Entering the palace?" Meng Potian frowned, "Who are you talking about?"
"You've been watching for a long time and still don't know who it is?" the man said, "Of course it's the Queen of Black Water. She was born in a brothel, and by virtue of her beauty, she won the position of queen forcibly. The ministers and generals worshiped under her skirt and were willing to encourage her. Yelu Guoshi lost his position as a national teacher because of her; People, they are all fascinated by her... will act later, tsk tsk, this woman is really a shameless beauty..."
"Fart!" Meng Potian suddenly exploded, with a high-pitched voice, which shocked everyone around her to look back at her, and the man below screamed loudly, "Hey, just scold me, don't pinch me..."
"Put your mother's **** on." Meng Potian was so furious that he used the man's head as a rock and slammed it on, "She relies on her looks? Can she make so many people follow her by relying on her looks? According to that, The old lady is more beautiful than her, shouldn’t there be a million soldiers under her command? Are you insulting the queen, or the national teacher, or me? Do you think that group of people are just like you, bugs who only think with their butts? Pooh! Cowards who slander and slander the black family! Trash! Shameless! How can you be a tortoiseshell? How can Ming Yanan be a tortoiseshell? Ahhh, I am really ashamed to be a tortoiseshell with you!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the man screamed.
"Sixth Young Master! Sixth Young Master!" The old man quickly tore her off and covered her mouth, "This is in Shangyuan, restrain yourself, it won't look good if it gets too big..."
"Shameless!" Meng Potian was furious and furious, "I am still defeated by her, so insulting her is also an insult to me?"
As soon as Meng Potian turned his head, he pursed his lips, "You were not there just now, why did you show up again in a blink of an eye. What tricks are there, let me tell you about them?"
"Sixth Young Master, please follow me." Li Hanyu didn't know why, but suddenly his tone became more polite, and he pulled her over.
…
Jing Hengbo actually understood the drama on stage from the very beginning.
She didn't need to understand, as long as she looked at the outfit, she knew that Ming Yan'an's play was scheduled for her.
This move is extremely vicious and powerful. Humiliate her, discredit her, and incite hostility among ignorant people. If she turns around and leaves, her reputation will be ruined from now on, and no one will obey her; if she can't bear to fight, hitting an actor is called angering innocent people, and hitting the common people will cause complete hostility among the people of Shangyuan City. Raising troops to attack Shangyuan, I'm afraid that the people will fight to the death to defend the city and fight her to the death, vowing not to coexist.
This is a dead end that cannot and cannot be broken.
It was precisely because she understood the embarrassment here that she didn't attack immediately. Suppress your anger and think about how to solve it first.
The only way to do it is to subdue the actors on the stage quietly. This has to be done neatly, so that no one will find out, and it will only make people think that they are suffering from a sudden illness or being punished by heaven.
Jing Hengbo has long had experience in pretending to be gods and ghosts. Now that she manipulates supernatural powers more delicately, it is not a problem to create something that goes up to the sky and into the earth. Just as she was about to make a move, Mr. Mu suddenly pulled her.
Jing Hengbo turned his head to look at him, and Mr. Mu said softly: "The stage is full of masters, and Ming Yan'an should have been prepared. It shouldn't be difficult for you to control the actors, but it's hard not to be exposed. When the time comes, Ming Yan'an If you spread some more rumors, I'm afraid that from now on you will bend over like a monster and poison the world, even if you die, you won't be able to rule Shangyuan."
Although his tone was as light as a joke, Jing Hengbo knew that it was definitely not a joke. The feudal society was not modern, and the people's wisdom was not developed. The theory of gods and ghosts could easily fool and control the people. And here is Ming Yan'an's home court, he can completely control public opinion, if he can't do well alone, the 300,000 people in Shangyuan will never join him again.
She closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and said with a smile for a while: "If you can't bear it, what kind of big conspiracy is it? Since you can't act rashly, then bear with it. Anyway, people in the world say that I have too many witches, so I can't beat them one by one. .Go back and find Ming Yan'an to settle the score."
Mr. Mu looked up at her, and said softly, "You are becoming more and more tolerant now."
Jing Hengbo smiled and said, "Didn't you teach me this? Those in positions of authority should avoid anger and anger, because it will affect the accurate judgment at the first time." She turned her head to look at him, "I have a bad memory, I forgot it so quickly ?”
The corner of Mr. Mu's lips curled up, "I haven't forgotten. I'm even more glad that you haven't forgotten."
Jing Hengbo smiled and let out a breath. But I heard Mr. Mu say: "However. You are willing to endure, but I am not. With me here, how can I make you feel wronged."
Jing Hengbo's heart trembled, and he looked down at him. His eyes behind the mask seemed to be full of words. Facing the flood of eyes, she suddenly felt suffocated, so she had to turn her head and forced a smile: "Don't blow your breath. Forget it, Fighting against a group of actors and common people, it's no fun to win. It's better not to cause trouble."
However, Mr. Mu lightly pinched her fingers on the wheelchair, and said softly, "Just wait for a while. I have already sent out a signal. When my people arrive, I will naturally give you an explanation."
Jing Hengbo was startled: "You also have people in Shangyuan City?"
"Fifteen gangs actually have hidden threads in Shangyuan City. Shangyuan City is not a real iron plate. After so many years, it has slowly penetrated, and a few people can be inserted." Mr. Mu said, "It's a pity that my Shadow Pavilion The establishment time is too short, and before I... last year I started to arrange people to infiltrate Shangyuan, and now although there are not many people, it will not be of great use, but it is still possible to help a little."
Jing Hengbo nodded, feeling at ease, not because of help from others, nor because of Mr. Mu's carefulness, but because of the caring and warmth from others at this moment when there is so much hostility and humiliation, which makes people feel very comfortable.
Then she realized that her fingers were still being pinched by him, his fingertips were warm, and the gesture of holding her fingers was cherished, while Chai Yu beside him had already turned his face away with an uncomfortable expression on his face.
Jing Hengbo smiled, raised his hand, brushed his temples, suddenly pointed to the stage, and said, "Look!"
She wanted to take this opportunity to attract Mr. Mu's attention, so she just pulled her finger away to save him from embarrassment, but Mr. Mu didn't look at her at all, just stared at her and smiled: "What a clumsy trick to turn the tiger away from the mountain."
She was exposed, so she had to smile a little embarrassedly, and simply took his finger away, saying: "You seem to have changed, you used to not touch your hands."
Mr. Mu's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "It is said that the nature is hard to change, but in fact, the mind can be changed. A stranger one moment may be regarded as a confidant the next moment."
She stared at him and said slowly, "Is that a bosom friend?"
There was a touching arc on the corner of his lips, "Isn't it?"
She also smiled, turned her head, and said, "Let's go to the theater."
…
Backstage at the stage, a bunch of people were busy arranging props. There was a man with a pastel face, who was changing into a silver and black robe.
A head suddenly poked in, the eyeballs rolled around, and the body flashed, flashing into the cloakroom behind.
She moved lightly, and of course the troupe didn't notice.
Meng Potian got into the backstage, knocked down a few actors who were putting on makeup inside, looked at the rows of clothes and props, and was amazed. After a while, he asked the man in white behind him: "Hey, Li Hanyu, pull me What are you doing here?"
"What do you think?" He answered leisurely.
Meng Potian was also smart, his eyes lit up and he said: "You want to ruin this play!"
The corner of his lips twitched, and he said lightly: "The common people are just foolish people, what is reasoned on the stage is what it is. Instead of jumping out and beating up, it's better to change the show."
"Good idea." Meng Potian admired, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled again, "You speak like that, as if you are also the kind of person in power who controls the people."
"Don't you know that the book contains the art of the emperor?" He replied.
Meng Potian snorted and began to choose costumes, "What kind of playbook do you want?"
He said a few words in a low voice, and Meng Potian praised: "Wonderful! Then who are you going to play?"
"I'm not on stage." He shook his head.
"No." Meng Pocai refused to let him go, "I won't act if you don't act. It's fun if we play together." Without further ado, he stuffed a Tsing Yi with a wide robe and sleeves for him, "Ying Bai! You act!"
He was startled, with a strange emotion in his eyes, and slowly reached out to take it. I sat aside and painted myself.
Meng Potian was picking and choosing, and couldn't stop muttering: "Who are you playing..."
"Ming Yanan." He said.
"No." Meng Potian shook his head like a rattle, "I don't want to play this useless and unlucky role. I will play..." She suddenly picked out a red shirt, her eyes lit up, and said, "Pei Shu!"
"Master, play yourself!" Suddenly a voice sternly said, "Who will play me!"
Meng Potian was stunned, raised his head, and said in shock: "Pei Shu!" She widened her eyes, "What's wrong with my mouth today? Whoever is here! Oh, I'll try something else. Yingbai! Yingbai! Yeluqi ! Yeluqi! Gong Yin! Gong..."
"Are you alright?" The man in white interrupted her, threw her a gray coat, and said, "You're playing the role of God's Abandoned."
Pei Shu had obviously been here for a while, knew what was going on inside, and while striding in, he grabbed a man and said, "He and a few people were poking around outside the door just now, and it seemed that they were going to come in to make trouble. I found it and grabbed it in."
The man didn't show any fear, and said proudly: "Young Marshal Pei? Please show some respect. After all, we are friends with you. We just happen to cooperate, don't we?"
Pei Shu put on his red shirt, and said with a sneer, "Today, let the common people of Shangyuan experience Grandpa's play." Impatiently, he said to the man, "Where are you from? Which way? Don't say clearly, just send You are on your way."
"I can't say it clearly." The man said neither humble nor overbearing, "but I can swear on my life that what I want to do is the same as you. It will not harm the Queen at all."
What Pei Shu wanted to say, the man in white had already nodded and said: "Then detain your brothers first, and you will play Ming Yan'an on stage."
"Okay." The man answered readily.
Pei Shu glared, dissatisfied with the man in white giving orders, "Which onion are you? It's up to you to decide?"
"It can also be decided by the young commander." The man in white said lightly, "Immediately kill these people and throw them outside for public display. Please, please."
Pei Shu was so choked that his face turned red, and he asked Meng Potian angrily, "Who is he? When I finish this scene, I must give him a good look."
At this moment, the face of the man in white has already been painted with oil paint, red red white white, his father may not recognize it.
"He...it seems to be...then who..." Meng Potian squinted at the man in white, smiled and drew his voice, but he ignored her at all, and Pei Shu's expression on the other side was already impatient, so she had to change her face and said quickly, "A friend of mine. You don't know him."
"It looks like a low class person at first glance." Pei Shu sneered, "Even actors can paint with oil paint."
The man in white didn't pay attention to him at all—you've already painted it with powder, why do you care about some oil paint?
Meng Potian had a face of "you can just play around with me", while changing clothes, he looked at Pei Shu curiously, Pei Shu stared, and said angrily, "What are you looking at? I know that I am beautiful, but you are not allowed to see it." !"
"Then I'm not looking at you, I'm looking at ugly monsters." Meng Potian giggled, and before Pei Shu got angry, he asked quickly, "I said, young commander, with your temper, how can you bear the humiliation, obediently!" Acting? Shouldn't you rush to the stage immediately and kill all the actors and audiences?"
"What do you know? It's easy to take people's lives, but it's hard to win people's hearts." Pei Shu sneered, "If this scene is just to humiliate the Lord, then needless to say, the Lord will kill him three times and leave one alive with your surname. But The show is obviously a problem Ming Yanan puts on Xiao Boer. It is easy for me to kill people for a while, but it will bring trouble to her afterward. I can't let my temper spoil the whole plan of seizing the city."
"Yo." Meng Potian's eyes widened, "Is this still Pei Shu? Is this still the young marshal of the murderous dragon city? When will you think about women? I grew up listening to your legends. You kill like hemp and eat people's hearts. In the legend, your cloak is dyed with blood. You hate women the most in your life. The famous saying is: women are like underwear, filthy and untouchable! Is this Pei Shu still Pei Shu?"
"Now I think you are still like underwear. Dirty and untouchable. Please stay away from me!" Pei Shu said proudly, "There is only one person who is different, and that is Xiao Boer..." He turned his head suddenly, with a vigilant expression, "Who?! "
"What who?" Meng Potian was puzzled, there were only a few people in the shed, and they were considered experts, so how could they let others in.
Pei Shu's expression was not very good - he felt that there seemed to be a murderous look behind him just now, but when he looked back, there was nothing, and he felt that he was surprised and embarrassed.
"Make up. Feel free to do it." The man in white threw a tube of oil paint.
"Why didn't you wait for the painting?" Tyrannosaurus was dissatisfied again.
"Zai Luo Hao, the play is over." The man in white turned his face, Pei Shu was startled, and forgot what he wanted to say.
Meng Potian exclaimed, "Awesome! I always thought that the face painted with oil paint looks like a monkey's butt, but I didn't expect you to be so charming in just a few strokes. I think you are the treasure I picked up this time when I went to the city. Come back with me!" Is Crazy Sword League okay? Also, by the way, I think the only flaw in your image is that you don't look like Yingbai, but more like Gong Yin..."
"Make up quickly." He threw a tube of oil paint over and blocked Meng Potian's chattering mouth.
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The stage play entered the second turn. The "queen" entered the palace and met Zuo Guoshi. In order to win Zuo Guoshi's support, the queen used a beauty trick again and began to hook up with Zuo Guoshi. The two flirted with each other and hit it off...
The discussion below became more and more presumptuous.
"Is it going to be another pornographic scene?" Someone was full of anticipation.
"Sure enough, she is skittish. You can do your best." Someone sneered.
"The so-called Zhang Shu Wei, anyone can enter the curtain." Some scholars sneered strangely. In the past, they held their own identities and were ashamed to watch such pornographic dramas in public, but now they can use the name of patriotism to enjoy it grandiosely, and can't help but comment. The literati talk like knives. It seems that they are not as vulgar as ordinary people, but their sentences are more vicious and obscene .
At some point, there were many more soldiers in the crowd, blocking Jing Hengbo, staring at her warily.
Jing Hengbo looked at them with a sneer—are you afraid of doing it yourself?
"You have to be careful what they do." Mr. Mu suddenly whispered, "It's not against you."
Jing Hengbo's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the audience, he noticed that these soldiers were standing in strange positions, most of them had their backs to the common people, and there were many sharp-eyed people in casual clothes in the crowd. These people had bulging waists, as if they had weapons . Scattered among the densest populations.
"Could it be..."
"I'm afraid that if you don't do it, Ming Yan'an will arrange someone to do it." Mr. Mu said, "When the crowd is chaotic, assassinate a few people and push them on you, arousing the anger of the whole city against you."
Jing Hengbo took a breath, "It's so poisonous."
"Is it a simple role to be able to control Shangyuan steadily for many years?" Mr. Mu said, "This is just the beginning."
Jing Hengbo's attention this time was on the man in black in the crowd. The soldiers were just a cover-up, a barrier to block her sight, and it was those people who really wanted to make trouble.
There was a sudden sound of gongs and drums on the stage, and the play entered the third fold. Of course, this play will not detail the queen's career in politics. The focus is mainly on "the queen's men". God forsaken.
Jing Hengbo sneered, thinking that you guys can make a fuss too!
The drums beat rapidly, and a man in green robe came up quickly, covered his face with a cloak, and walked away in a hurry, this is a man abandoned by heaven.
Jing Hengbo was not only surprised when he saw Tianqi's petite stature—could it be that the person who wrote the book was so good that he even knew Tianqi was a human monster?
She heard someone whisper: "This is to say that the strange man in the mountains was abandoned by heaven. He was going to assassinate the Queen, but he was fascinated by the Queen's beauty. He volunteered to be the Queen's guard, riding on the saddle for her to drive."
Jing Hengbo sneered again, fascinated by beauty? Who is the one who is fascinated by the abandonment of heaven? Tell me and scare you to death!
When she was thinking this way, her heart suddenly moved, and a thought floated by, she immediately firmly suppressed that thought.
She was a little distracted, so she didn't notice the commotion in the crowd, and suddenly heard a person asking in surprise, "Why is this happening?"
She looked up and saw that Tianqi on the stage had already shaken his head violently, a standard appearance, a pink and white face, was fighting around the Queen, three moves and two moves, and was "defeated" by the Queen's sword, Tianqi immediately knelt down, Arching his hands together, he said loudly: "Your Majesty is mighty, and the heavens will surrender!"
The people roared with astonishment. Even Jing Hengbo looked surprised—what a turn of events, this is, the brain of the person who wrote the notebook was squeezed by the door? Why did you suddenly start praising her?
The "queen" on the stage also looked stunned, there was no fight with Tianqi in the book, and she didn't know how to play tricks, but after this "Tianqi" came to the stage, he held her body up and down, doing things back and forth. After taking a few poses, it looked like a fight, and then inexplicably, she "showed great power, defeated Tianqi, and took her under her command".
Tianqi didn't seem to be enjoying himself enough. He turned somersaults on the stage, and the green shadows on the stage were endless. The people were still surprised at first, but gradually began to applaud. Finally, the audience began to count, "... two hundred Ninety-eight, two hundred and ninety-nine, three hundred! Good!"
After doing three hundred somersaults in a row, "Tianqi" jumped up, his face was not flushed and he was not out of breath, he triumphantly clasped his fists at the crowd, and the crowd applauded like thunder. "Heavenly Abandonment" was overjoyed and said loudly: "Fathers, folks, pass by..." A set of Jianghu showman cuts was not finished, and suddenly a stone was hit on his buttocks, and he realized that he was too deep into the drama, so he quickly changed his words, "Hey