Kill one person in ten steps, don't stay for thousands of miles, brush off your clothes and hide your name. It's easy to say and easy to write, but whether it can be done is another question. Of course, there are indeed people who are talented and do not change their color when they talk and laugh and kill, but Yang Chengzu is obviously not in the category of such aliens.

He has been a human being in two lives, and the experience of the opera troupe in his previous life, coupled with the inheritance of physical memory in this life, has allowed him to have a good kung fu, but this tearing and killing is the first murder in his life. This is not killing chickens and dogs, but killing people in real life.

When I was fighting, either the enemy died or I lived, especially when I was fighting with a single knife, my mind was highly nervous, and all I was thinking about was how to chop my own knife, and what should I do when the enemy's knife came, and I could still hold on. Now that the strong enemy is gone, the tense nerves are relaxed, and it is difficult to control himself, and the sky is dark, and the sun and moon are dark.

Just when he was dizzy, he only smelled a fragrant wind floating, and a slender white jade hand stretched out from behind, holding a big red handkerchief in his hand, which was embroidered with any patterns, and he didn't care about it, but he felt that the smell of fragrant powder was puffy. He took the handkerchief and wiped it on his face twice, and then he looked back and saw that it was the fairy girl who had just thrown the teapot behind him to help.

He just vomited, didn't pay attention to where he went, and then realized that he was in a woman's boudoir. Seeing that the room is furnished in this place in Huaxian, it must be regarded as first-class, but the color is slightly too bright, and the bed is messy, which seems to prove that something has happened here before.

Ruxian had a calm expression on her face, "This is my house, after they tied up the county lord yesterday, my mother let us drink with these people." I'm afraid that if one of them gets annoyed, they will smash this fragrant building, or kill and injure those masters. They were very vigilant and did not touch us, but later on, the one who was the one you slashed me with, got me into the room. Why, do you look down on me and think I'm dirty? I hope my handkerchief doesn't stain your face. ”

Although her tone was very calm, the emotions hidden in her words were still captured by Yang Chengzu. It is said that this kind of business, a pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, half a red lip and ten thousand tastes, raw Zhang Shuwei sent to usher, it is the norm, is it so clear to yourself that you are guilty?

He didn't know that although Ruxian was a Huaxian Oiran-like character, the man he saw was either rich or expensive, but today, he was still intimidated by the heroic appearance of Yang Chengzu Yang Baizai, in other words, the eighty old lady was a baby, this Ruxian Niang\\\\ son, tempted.

This is actually not surprising, today's Da Ming, summed up is that life is like a play, and it all depends on acting skills. Those literati and ink writers, pointing out the passionate words, or scribbling wildly after drinking, spraying up and down a body without complete skin, is it really hot-blooded frivolous, I don't know the severity?

Of course not, that's him acting to gain prestige. Whether it is to paint a picture of a beauty on the spot, or to recite a poem, it is to win the favor of the beautiful woman and achieve a good relationship. If you replace that beautiful woman with a Hedong lion with a waist as thick as a bucket, you will ensure that you will not see the slightest poetic and picturesque feeling, and no matter how much wine you drink, you will only vomit, and you will not write half a word.

Criticizing the government is because the current Daming fish theory is loosely controlled, and spraying the court will not only have no serious consequences, but also gain fame for itself, that is, hope in disguise. They are generally literati, and in another time and space, in the era of the Qing Dynasty, everyone is honest like a grandson, and these madness are gone. Is it a lack of literacy? It's nothing more than the Great Halal daring to kill.

For example, Wang Gen, the ancestor of the Taizhou School, when he first went to see Wang Yangming, the patriarch of Xinxue, to study, he wore a high crown of papier-mâché on his head, a wide robe and big sleeves, and stepped on clogs, just like the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but Wang Yangming said that he was just venting his dissatisfaction with the society by dressing up in strange clothes.

For example, Zhang Xianyi of Suzhou Mansion likes to wear bright red clothes to travel, with five fake beards in his sleeves, and when he is in a good mood, he puts on a red beard, and when he is in a bad mood, he puts on a white beard. This can all be classified as performances, and they all rely on various performances to get ahead.

And although there is no Peking Opera in this time and space, but Southern Opera is very popular, the martial arts of Southern Opera, those who can hook the lady Xiuchun\\\ heart sprouts, secretly give a watch, if the prevention is not strict, and even can do something insulting, this is not only a matter of handsome appearance, serious is that people can perform.

Compared with this, does Yang Chengzu suffer? He received systematic stage performance training in later generations, especially from a young age, and his movements were not only beautiful and generous, but also highlighted heroic. If it is said that the literati and inkmen splash ink and rely on literary talents to conquer women, he relies on his iron courage and pride to make Ruxian addicted to it.

An Oiran who ushered in a few years, she had seen a lot of literati, and knew his face very well, if she really showed her talents, it would be useless in front of her.

Yang Chengzu's heroic chivalry made this red-card girl with a bumpy fate feel a certain string in her heart. Otherwise, there is a ready-made old man Zhang Jiayin outside who needs the care and comfort of the beauty, why would she come in and hand Yang Chengzu a handkerchief? The latter is just a small brocade robe, and the former is a county magistrate who can make Xiangmanlou prosperous or close.

Caring is chaotic, she saw Yang Chengzu glance at the messy bed, and her heart was inexplicably sour. After all, it is this unsightly business, maybe in his heart, his kindness is only regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, maybe he still thinks he is dirty. Yang Chengzu put the handkerchief in his arms and smiled at her, "I'm just afraid that my sister will dislike my brother and I'm dirty." The name of our Jinyiwei, I know in my heart, I'm afraid that on weekdays, my sister has not scolded me behind my back. ”

Seeing him on the road like this, he actually opened his mouth to call his sister, and Ruxian only felt a sweetness in his heart, revealing a sweet smile. She didn't know how many times she had to laugh in the past, but only this time, the sweetest and most touching laugh. "If you vomit enough, go out quickly, they are all in a hurry to buy it for the magistrate, but you, the main master, can't share the credit, then it will be a big loss."

"I'm afraid I've lost my adult by throwing it up like this. When I go out again, I don't know how to be laughed at. ”

Ruxian took a step forward, leaned his head on his ear and said, "Those old men outside vomited more than you, and you vomited like this, but you got closer to them." If you don't vomit, just rely on your heroic strength, don't suppress the limelight of the old man, and they will hate you in their hearts. It's when you spit out that you're right. Get out there and don't let those villains take your share. If you don't think I'm dirty, come to me...... I will not take your money. ”