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Zhou Jun looked up at the Wei Zhongxian Ancestral Hall built in Tiger Hill, which brought together the skilled craftsmen of Suzhou Mansion, which can be called ingenious workmanship, and is many times more majestic and solemn than the ancestral hall of Jiading Mansion. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

According to the craftsman who built this ancestral hall, the main hall of this ancestral hall is almost imitating the shape of the Forbidden City's Cunxin Palace, there are seven rooms in total, the middle is a throne made of gold and jade, there are two long pillows on both sides of the throne, known as "authority" symbolizes the supreme power, there are three circular silk pillows behind it, the name is "leaning on the situation", it is the meaning of the same world with the help of the general trend. There are also ten small halls on both sides, which are evenly separated like a chessboard, and the pillar base, the crest, and the four corners are all shining with golden light, showing the royal majesty.

There is also a hundred gardens in the ancestral hall building area, covers an extremely wide area, there are three gates alone, there are caves, rockeries, strange stones, Taihu ink stones, sprinkled gold stones, all use the developed water transport in the south of the Yangtze River region to transport from all over the country, I don't know how much people fat and people ointment are consumed, it is no different from the "flower stone gang" of the Song Dynasty. There is also something "Lingxu Pavilion" in the garden, although the name is an attic, but in fact there are four floors high, there are seven or eight small buildings with three floors around, and the middle is connected by a plank road. It's just that this is the Wei Zhongxian Ancestral Hall, and no one dares to play here, so it has hardly been used after it was built.

Because the guards had long been scattered, and the other ruffians and hooligans were afraid of the large number of peasant guards sent by Zhou Jun, Zhou Jun easily commanded the servants to loot the ancestral hall, whether it was a pure gold statue, a white jade Guanyin, or a variety of cover decorations and ivory wat boards, all of them were not spared.

Mao Mao saw Zhou Jun's orderly and well-organized actions, and pouted: "I didn't expect that you are not only good at publicity, but also good at robbing homes and houses, this ancestral hall cost Suzhou Mansion an unknown amount of silver, and you will take it all!" ”

Zhou Jun frowned when he heard this, and shot back: "You are so young, why are you so cynical? We call it taking from the people and using it for the people, and my master scattered all his family wealth to patrol and rebel, so I naturally want to find him some money to subsidize his family. Don't let the loyal and righteous shed blood and tears! ”

"Hmph, I think your master is the smartest person, but I'm afraid that Zhuge Kongming is not as good as him! If Wei Gelding really falls, Grandpa Chongzhen may not be able to profit as much as him! Mao Mao picked a yellow chrysanthemum from the garden, stuck it on his head, and said loudly sarcastically.

"I don't care about this, as long as the master wants to do it, I will do it well!" After speaking, Zhou Jun looked at the sky: "It's not early, let's hurry up, we can't miss the big thing!" ”

The two walked out of the ancestral hall and slowly approached the Tiger Hill Speech Office, and the sound of the speech in the distance was from far to near, tossing and reflecting between the mountains and forests, and it was clearly audible here.

Mao Mao's ears listened to the voice of the speech coming from Tiger Hill, and he was speechless for a long time, and after a long time, he said softly: "I wondered before, why did you worship Liu Gongzi as a god one by one, and respected him, but now I understand that even if you learn one-tenth of your master's demagogic skills, it is enough to be promoted to become rich and wait for all generations!" ”

"Shizun is sincerely hanging the people to fight crimes, protecting the country and helping the people, and it is with talent to arouse the justice in the hearts of the people. Zhou Jun retorted with some dissatisfaction.

"Whether it is demagogic or hanging the people's crimes, I don't count if I say this, and it doesn't count if you say it, 'Zhou Gong is afraid of rumors, Wang Mang is humble and has not usurped the time', only this history can tell us. It's just that your master sent you to this ancestral hall to place this 'nitroglycerin explosive', but it was designed in advance! Mao Mao stood on a stone, a head taller than Zhou Jun, she pointed to the ancestral hall not far away, and said dissatisfiedly: "I also know this gunpowder, but it is the power of fireworks, but your master wants us to hide so far, it's so careful!" ”

Zhou Jun didn't speak, but he never cared about justice, good and evil in his heart, after all, when he and his mother were in trouble, justice and kindness never saved him. Since justice cannot protect itself, what obligation do you have to protect it? However, after studying with his master for so long, he understood one thing: although you can think of justice as a piece of papyrus to wipe your ass, you have to hold this papyrus high in your head, and then judge others condescendingly.

Mao Mao listened to the voice of the speech in the distance becoming more and more high-pitched and more and more excited, and suddenly sighed faintly: "I really envy you men, if I were you, with such a master, I would definitely be able to do a career, but it's a pity that I am a daughter, and I can only spend my life in this deep boudoir wall!" I heard that the Buddha also hated women, saying that this daughter can only become a Buddha if she becomes a man! ”

Zhou Jun finally found an opportunity to prove his ability, and immediately said: "It's not right for you to say that, the "Nirvana Sutra" says, the Buddha said that the nature of the coming is the husband's law, if there are sentient beings, do not know that they hold the nature of the truth, although it is a man's body, I say that this generation is a woman, if there is a woman, can know that they hold the nature of the truth, although it is a daughter's body, I say that this person is a man. This Buddha hates selfishness, jealousy, overcoloration, cowardice, and so on, not the daughter's body! If you can give up these daughters' hearts, even if you are a daughter, you are also a man, if not, even if you are a seven-foot man, you are a woman! ”

Maomao's eyes suddenly lit up: "In this case, I can also make a career?" She suddenly stood up from the stone and approached Zhou Jun, who only smelled the fragrance of orchids, which was not strong, but like a clear spring in the dog summer, sweeping away all his sorrow and irritability.

"Yes, of course!" Zhou Jun looked at Mao Mao with a smile and said this, his eyes were sharp, and he couldn't help but be even happier when he saw the servants of the Liu family as if they didn't see this, guarding from afar.

Shizun has no heirs yet, and his first apprentice is the most legitimate heir of Shizun, and these servants are used to meeting the wind and rudder, and they respect him very much, and regard him as half a little master.

Mao Mao blinked, and suddenly asked, "Do you know that since I am the daughter of the Governor of Yingtian, how can I be willing to follow you to blow up this ancestral hall?" ”

Zhou Jun's heart was cold, he didn't want to reveal this mystery so quickly, because he deeply understood that once things came to this point, then he would have to make a choice, either to leave with Maomao, or to be separated from this girl as beautiful as an orchid and as smart as a fox!

Taking her away is against the law of etiquette, and it belongs to the kind of wild elopement, how can this union that is not blessed by the parents and families of both parties be long-lasting? But if you don't take her away, she will be twelve years old this year, and in a few years, I am afraid that she will be married, how can I see her again?

Zhou Jun was confused for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

Mao Mao saw that he didn't speak, and didn't care about him, and said to himself: "As soon as I saw your master, I knew that my father would never be able to fight you, Liu Gongzi really deserved to be a star in the sky, this propaganda, agitation, organization and planning are invincible in the world, my father has the general, the posture of a Chinese person, if he is a peace official, it is more than enough, and he has no power to fight back when he meets a demon like your master." Not to mention that this has been 'just not for a long time' since ancient times, Wei Zhongxian has controlled the government for so many years, lost the hearts of the people in the world, offended all the scholars, the power of the eunuchs all comes from the emperor, and there is no foundation in itself, once the new emperor decides to do it, I am afraid that it will perish in the palm of his hand, and his father has many actions to flatter Wei Zhongxian in office, the tree is scattered, and there are no eggs under the nest, how can he be alone? I'm afraid that the Son of Heaven will be merciful if he loses his official position and goes to prison! ”

Zhou Jun was silent and did not speak, he had no doubts about the victory of his camp, but for the first time in his life, he began to care about the life and death of the opposing camp. Although he has no contact with Mao Yilu, the girl in front of him is Mao Yilu's biological daughter, he is sandwiched between the two, how should he deal with himself?

Even if he followed his mother to the rivers and lakes and had to sing for a living, the former merry boy brother became a down-and-out singing boy, Zhou Jun never shouted bitterness or tiredness. However, for the first time in his life, Zhou Jun began to feel that this fate was too painful for him, and he left such a difficult choice to himself.

What should he do?

Zhou Jun knew that he could only face this problem alone, and the master would not give him any guidance in this regard, but this man and woman were in love. thing, how can it be so confusing!

At this time, a servant wearing a red Jimin suit walked over, and he said to Zhou Jun respectfully: "Excuse Xiao Langjun!" Seeing that Childe's speech is coming to an end, let's prepare to light a fire here! ”

This man came at a better time! Zhou Jun was grateful in his heart, he didn't dare to look at Mao Mao's eyes, and hurriedly ordered loudly: "Prepare to light the fire, except for the person who lit the fire, everyone will withdraw a thousand steps!" The igniter will evacuate as soon as the ignition is finished! Everyone must wear cotton earplugs and keep their mouths shut! ”

Everyone retreated a thousand steps away, and Zhou Jun walked to the position only to find that he had been holding Mao Mao's hand, but Mao Mao did not refuse in the slightest.

"Quick, bring all the earbuds!" Zhou Jun didn't dare to say anything, but just ordered everyone to bring earplugs.

They waited for half a quarter of an hour, in order to ensure that the person who lit the fire had enough time to withdraw, they made the lead relatively long, and this long wait coupled with psychological pressure made Zhou Jun still have dense beads of sweat on his forehead on the autumn day when the golden wind was howling.

Mao Mao took Zhou Jun's hand, stretched out his finger and pointed to the ancestral hall in the distance, and made a mouth shape. Zhou Jun guessed that he was asking why he hadn't exploded yet, and he opened his mouth to answer, but he only heard a loud "boom"!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Because more than one explosive was planted, the blasting occurred continuously, Zhou Jun only felt that the sky was falling apart, and his whole head was buzzing, as if a villain was hitting his head with a mallet, Zhou Jun looked around, Mao Mao and the servants were all shocked. Zhou Jun didn't care that his head was still roaring, and hugged Maomao, he felt that the person in his arms was like a little milk cat in the cold wind, shivering, extremely fragile, and couldn't help but feel pity, and hugged the girl hard.

The long explosion finally stopped, Zhou Jun looked back at the location of the ancestral hall, except for some broken walls, how could there be any magnificent and richly decorated ancestral hall in the past!

He took off his and Maomao's earmuffs, only to hear the girl muttering incessantly: "Damn Wei Zhongxian, this must be damned!" ”