The Hangzhou branch of Miaofengtang was burned down, and for a while, readers who followed the Journey to the West and the legend of misfortune complained.

There is nothing more painful in this world than being forcibly interrupted while chasing a novel, although it is because of an accident, they still find it difficult to accept.

The people who follow the Journey to the West and the Legend of Doom all hope that Miaofeng Hall can reopen soon, so that they can watch the latest chapter.

But it backfired.

And some people have noticed that there are always a lot of strange things in front of Myomine Hall recently.

For example, a bloody pig's head, a dead chicken and duck with their hair plucked, a whole goat's leg......

Most of these things were bloody, and they made the front of Miaofeng Hall filthy.

It's no coincidence that so many coincidences come together.

This is clearly a threat.

At first, Miaofengtang was able to withstand the pressure, until a coffin was placed in front of the door one day, but it was completely unbearable.

It is said that Xu Wei, the shopkeeper of Miaofeng Hall, was so frightened that he couldn't sleep all night after seeing the coffin, and he lit the lamp all night.

Early the next morning, he ordered to go down and pack up his package and return to Ningbo.

When the news came out, the streets and alleys of Hangzhou exploded for a while.

"Have you heard, the Hangzhou branch of Miaofengtang is not open."

"It is said that he was threatened, and the shopkeeper Xu Wei was worried that he would be killed, so he decided to go back to Ningbo."

"Hey, the coffin is blocked at the door, who can do such a immoral thing."

"If something like this happens, doesn't the government care?"

"How? It didn't really kill anyone. Unless the shopkeeper Xu reports to the official in person. This kind of thing is not held accountable by the people. But look at the frightened appearance of the shopkeeper Xu, will he report to the official? ”

"It's a pity, such a good scholar can't read the Legend of Journey to the West."

"Who's to say it's not, I'm chasing the rise of making such a fuss. It's really a bloody mold. ”

"Let's see if there are any other books I can read."

The statues of all living beings in Hangzhou are also real. Although the Legend of Journey to the West is popular, if they really can't watch it, they can't do anything but scold.

After all, life goes on.

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Little Penglai.

Zhou Youde closed his eyes and listened to the play very comfortably.

"As soon as I climbed the clouds to the nine skies, the dragon climbed close to the ochre yellow robe. Not because of the countermeasures of 3,000 words, Ande Jinmen waited for the early dynasty. Wen Gongwu, as heroic as possible, is drunk with joy and peach. The golden furnace incense is dark, and the sound of jade pendant is high in the pheasant tail. I am the official of the Yellow Gate of the Imperial Court. Today's palace is ascending to the palace, there are enshrinements inside, and there are chapters outside, all of which are under the official council. They waited here to see who came. ”

After a small student sang, he heard the front voice sound: "I wish the royal family, I wish the royal family, and I will live forever." Bao Steaming People, Protecting Steaming People, Nian Feng Sui Kang. May the gentleman be virtuous and far-reaching, and suspend the flowers and stones, and take a break from recruiting. Hence the ravings, misplayed above..."

"Nian Lin Chong, Nian Lin Chong, reckless. He Tianen, He Tianen, Yulin do long. Looking at the eyes, the mountains call long live, and the ministers are worried about the country, so they don't want to be rewarded. How dare Dan Qi, the lord lies..."

"Look at the dragon's face, look at the dragon's face, and worship in fear. Listen to the sound of Lun, listen to the sound of Lun, and spread the word of Weiyang. May our emperor listen to the short advice of the ministers, from now on he will be handsome and handsome, and cut off the rebel party. Once the clouds are cleared, turn on the daylight again..."

The tune turns a thousand times, the pronunciation is subdued and frustrated, and the sound is pure, but it is very exquisite.

It's so beautiful and tactful, it's really intoxicating.

Zhou Youde has decided that he will definitely make the script of "The Legend of the Sword" a big hit. With his keen intuition, in the future, this kind of "Kunshan dialect" based repertoire will gradually rise and gradually replace Northern Opera.

"Master, what a happy event!"

The steward Zhou Dafu didn't know when he appeared next to Zhou Youde again, causing him to frown and reprimand: "Didn't you see that I was listening to the play, master?" ”

Zhou Dafu smiled and said: "If it is not a great happy event, how dare the little one provoke the old man Qingxiu?" ”

Zhou Youde not only loves to listen to operas, but also likes to sing along by himself. Although a voice is not as good as a good man's play, it is also in stock.

"Anyway, what's the matter?"

"Master, the people of the Xu family can't stand it!"

Zhou Youde's eyes couldn't help but light up when he heard this.

Finally, you can't bear it?

In fact, this was already expected by him, and normal people would not be able to resist such a method every day.

After all, if you make money, you have to have a life to spend it.

"Master, can we..."

"No!"

Before Zhou Dafu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhou Youde.

"You still can't hold your breath."

Zhou Youde glared at Zhou Dafu fiercely, and reprimanded: "Did the old man say it in vain last time." Wait until the limelight is over before putting the manuscript out. All we have to do now is to endure. ”

"Yes, little dull. When the old man says that he can print the book, the little one will order someone to do it. ”

Zhou Dafu hurriedly remedied.

"Don't get out of here!"

Zhou Youde waved his hand impatiently, and Zhou Dafu immediately retreated.

"Keep singing, don't stop."

Zhou Youde closed his eyes again.

"It's the third watch tonight, and the candles are dark and the wine is gone. I dreamed that the eagle was caught in a net, and the tiger fell into a deep pit; Broken the bow of the finch and fell through the diamond flower treasure mirror. In this situation, there is no certainty in the heart, and it is difficult for people to understand their doubts..."

"Spring dreams are invisible, and grassy ponds are born with worries. Don't you hear Wu'e's delusions, and the locust ants are difficult to support? Don't doubt the banana deer fan again, and don't believe in the butterfly virtual scene. In this case, it should be difficult to determine the blessing and misfortune, and there is no need to be bitter and worried..."

"If an official has no official, the iron clothes are not as light as the colored clothes. Who makes the storm famous? The yin and yang in the hexagram are carefully searched, and don't care about gratuitous gossip. Accumulate good in your life, celebrate the sky, and your heart will not deceive the heavens and disasters..."

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Santai Mountain Farewell.

Xu Yan sat in front of the window and listened to Xu Wei's report on the recent matters.

It was not easy for him to take a day off from Mr. Qian, so he naturally had to cherish it even more.

"That's how things are like this... At present, we are announcing to the public that Miaofengtang will not open a store in Hangzhou again. ”

After hearing this, Xu Yan said in a harmonious voice: "Brother Wen, you have worked hard these days. The next thing is to watch a play anyway, so you stay here and rest. ”

Xu Wei blushed and said: "What is Childe talking about, what Xu is doing is just a matter of duty." What's more, all of this was done according to Gongzi's plan in advance, and Xu really didn't dare to take credit. ”

Xu Yan smiled: "Senior Brother Wen, don't be too humble. This scene can be built so well, and Brother Wen has made great contributions. ”

"By the way, Son, they haven't sent anyone to continue to connect with Xu Zhen recently."

"Don't be afraid, sooner or later they will not be able to bear it. Now it's about concentration, we just need to watch quietly. If I'm not mistaken, it won't be long before the fox's tail is revealed. ”

Xu Yan is very confident in this.

"I thought that my Xu family was a soft persimmon that could be handled at will, so this time let him have a long memory! I'll spit out if I eat mine, and hand over what I stole from! ”

Xu Yan clenched his fists, his eyes sharp.

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