This performance, which was jointly decided by the saints and the bigwigs of the DPRK and China, fully showed Wang Chuan what it means to be a soldier and a nobleman. Mr. Yang entered the palace at noon, and soon came out, and set up an execution ground in the square in the afternoon to execute a group of Taoist priests from the Lotus Temple.

For the Taoist priests, this beheading meeting that demanded their lives was simply inhumane, and when they were escorted to the execution ground, the executioner stood behind them, and His Majesty the Emperor sat in front of them, ordering the execution, but they could not make a sound.

In order to prevent the Taoist priests from opening their mouths to cry out for injustice, their voices were hoarse before they were escorted to the execution ground through the six gates.

But no one cares if this is humane for the Taoists.

His Majesty the Emperor presided over the performance from above, and the crowd of onlookers who had heard the wind waited with great anticipation for the huge scene of these dozens of great heads being collectively cut off.

The emperor gave an order, and the executioner raised his sword high. The broadsword swung down in unison, and the blood gushed and the skull rolled, and there was a scream. The screams were mixed with a lot of applause.

At the end of the performance, the audience was still unsatisfied, and His Majesty the Emperor, who felt that he had become the protagonist, was also unsatisfied. He called Mr. Yang from left and right, and asked, "Mr. Yang, how is the new drama made by your subordinates?" ”

Mr. Yang caught: "That kid is doing it." He will not disappoint the saints. ”

The Emperor said, "That's very good. Wait until he has finished the script and present it to me to see. Well-also, since the script involves plotting against our dynasty, I should come out on the stage. Let your subordinates write boldly and confidently, and you can include me in it. ”

Mr. Yang hesitated for a long time, and his face was strange.

"What, no?"

The Emperor asked dissatisfiedly.

"Don't dare."

Mr. Yang said, "It's just that this matter is very important, after all, the saint is in power, and when such a new play comes out, who dares to act on behalf of the saint?" ”

The emperor waved his hand and said, "It's okay, this is a great opportunity to promote the prestige of our dynasty, you let him find someone to play." If it doesn't work again, I'll find it myself, but if it doesn't work, I'll play it myself. ”

…… This last sentence is what you are talking about, right?

Mr. Yang wanted to ask this, but he didn't dare to ask after all. I had no choice but to say: "The Holy Lord, please consult with the courtiers before doing this law." ”

The emperor waved his hand angrily and said, "That's it, I won't embarrass you." I'm going to talk to the old diehards first! ”

Mr. Yang agreed.

The emperor was full of displeasure and bitterness. He went up to his father, grandfather, ancestors, and ancestors, one more than a cow, one more capricious, so many pearls and jades in front, how is it good to let the emperor who has the heart to show his ability?

Dad and grandpa are both time-travelers, what should I do? Wait online, hurry!

……

Wang Chuan didn't know these things. In the afternoon, he nested in the Cuiliu Building and Li Luo, Lu Xuan was busy with the script all day, if it wasn't for someone coming to mention it after the execution, he didn't even know that this afternoon, the Taoist priest of the Lotus audience had been escorted to the execution ground and beheaded.

This night, he, Li Roll, and Lu Xuan worked overtime to make the script, and slept until dawn the next day, before going to the six doors to find Mr. Yang and present the script to Mr. Yang.

Mr. Yang was annoyed by himself, and he didn't look at the script carefully, but he just flipped through it, and said, "Wang Chuan, I have to trouble you to change the script." The saint wanted to add himself to the play, and yesterday he went back and called the ministers of the court for a long time before he won a chance to play a scene. You have to add the Holy One to the play, no more, no less, there has to be a scene. Do you think it can be done? ”

"This—"

Wang Chuan was a little surprised, but he felt that it was nothing, "It's a small thing." No problem! "The last fold of this script is the night of the full moon, the decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City. Fighting at the top of the Forbidden City, how can you do it without the approval of His Majesty the Emperor? Add a drama of the Holy Lord's approval of the top of the Forbidden City, and let His Majesty the Emperor also pretend to be a force, showing how generous and "wise" he is, and it is not so difficult.

Wang Chuan didn't even have to take the script back and ask Lu Xuan and Li Roll to revise it, he brushed and added a few strokes by himself, and it was corrected.

Mr. Yang looked at the place that Wang Chuan had changed, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Well, it's good, it's good." Play an appropriate amount and do not occupy the home field. Enough to cope with the saint. But who is this cold-blooded? When did I have such a cold-blooded person in my door? ”

Wang Chuan said: "That's the case, always catch adults." Ordinary people are quite interested in gossip in the rivers and lakes, even if they are literati, they usually like to discuss a few words about the names and nicknames of the people in the rivers and lakes. I wanted to put some nicknames on our six doors, so I thought of the cold-blooded and ruthless iron hand chasing the four famous catchers. Doesn't that sound cool? ”

"Well, that's cool! Cool! ”

Mr. Yang closed the trick and said, "That's it." ”

Wang Chuan looked strange and asked, "Master Hunt, don't you have to look at it anymore?" "The names of the cold-blooded Yang Zongzhuo, the ruthless dragon catcher, the iron hand Liang catcher, and the chasing Zhou catcher all only appear at the front of the playbook, in order to facilitate the writing of the script and save some effort, the subsequent names in this script are only referred to as cold-blooded and ruthless iron-handed chasing, Yang Zongzhu obviously didn't look good, and he didn't notice that the cold-blooded was himself.

Wang Chuan was about to explain, but Mr. Yang didn't give Wang Chuan a chance, strode towards the six doors, and said, "Okay, that's it." Cold-blooded and ruthless, what is there to chase your life, these four famous catches are really cool, just what I want. Decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City? Hehe, you dare to think about it. I never imagined going to fight on the roof of the palace in my life. I'll go into the palace first, and let the saint see it. If the saint has seen it, there is no problem, let's start rehearsing immediately. ”

With that, the man had disappeared at the door of the six gates.

Wang Chuan chased out the six doors all the way, but only saw Mr. Yang's back, and he couldn't catch up. There was no way, Wang Chuan sighed, so he had to come back and wait in peace.

"Wang Chuan, what are you doing here?"

Liang Zhutou passed by when he was busy and asked.

"I'm waiting for Mr. Yang to be arrested."

Wang Chuan replied.

Liang Zhutou said: "I heard that you have been entrusted with a heavy task by President Yang this time, and you want to write a new play for our family." It's also a good part of what you do best. How's the preparation now? “

Wang Chuan said: "It's done, Mr. Yang has sent the script to the palace for review." “

Liang Zhutou patted Wang Chuan on the shoulder and said, "You can be regarded as able to work hard once, it's rare to do things so neatly." The children can be taught, the children can be taught! “

Wang Chuan: "......"

Iron hand beam catcher, do you know that I have cheated you?

Liang Zhutou still had to close the case, said hello to Wang Chuan, and went to get busy. The people in the six doors were busy, and Wang Chuan was waiting patiently. He stayed in the door bored for a long time, and finally waited for Mr. Yang to come back.

"Mr. Yang catches ......"

Wang Chuan cautiously observed Mr. Yang's expression, and said with a weak heart.

Mr. Yang walked up to Wang Chuan menacingly, glared at Wang Chuan angrily, gritted his teeth and asked, "Niang Xipi!" Wang Chuan, you kid is talking to me, where is Lao Tzu cold-blooded?! “

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