Lin Leyi is accustomed to seeing the singing and dancing of the theater city, and he is also very supportive of Shao Zhengye's policy of resting with the people, but he is not a short-sighted person, listening to Fang Baizhi, he immediately understood that she was not alarmist, if it was like this for a long time, the people were honest and knew the etiquette, but the treasury was empty, and the inner city did not know about military affairs, and the rich theater city was just a fat sheep in the eyes of outsiders.

In these years, young people are smelting puppets and refining yin soldiers, but the defense of the inner city has been repeatedly reduced, and most of the money saved is for the benefit of the people. Of course, the people in the outer city are happy to see this situation, but it is not necessarily a good thing for the entire theater city.

Fang Baizhi said: "City Lord, although the opera city has been established for decades, its foundation is not stable, it is still in the grass creation stage, and there are many enemies to the outside world. must not be a prosperous era, subordinates think that the opera city should follow the example of the tiger and wolf Daqin of the year, build the country with cultivation and warfare, take the initiative to the outside world, even if you can't swallow thousands of miles, you must also deter those who are eyeing the tiger, rather than a defense, a corner of peace."

She looked soft and weak, but her words were sonorous and aggressive.

Since she worshiped under Shao Zhengye's door, Shao Zhengye has always trained her as a scribe, taught her six Tao and five strategies, supplemented by pharmacy, and asked someone to teach her to sing and dance, but no one expected that this woman had a tiger hidden in her heart, and she thought more about swords.

Shao Zhengye smiled faintly and said: "The opera city is connected to the mountains in the north, the capital is in the west, and Zhongzhou is less than a thousand miles to the east. To the south, it's a barren land, where else can you expand?",

Fang Baizhi said without hesitation: "To the south, the barren land is suitable for the soldiers",

"The south is vast and sparsely populated, although the aura is insufficient, but refining Yin soldiers and puppets is very suitable, if the city lord is willing, his subordinates can refine 100,000 Yin soldiers for the city lord within three years;

"100,000 Yin Soldiers",

Shao Zhengye said: "Then the south is not a barren land, but a dead land",

Fang Baizhi said: "City Lord, those who do big things are not informal",

"Hold 100,000 Yin soldiers, and you can't do it with your foundation",

Fang Baizhi said: "Subordinates can line up, build altars, and summon yin spirits",

"Aren't you afraid of breaking your longevity and fortune?",

Shao Zhengye Road.

Fang Baizhi's fingers clenched slightly, his sleeves shook slightly, and he said for a long time: "I'm afraid, but my subordinates can't imagine that without 100,000 Yin soldiers, what can the city master use to compete with the God of Wealth Pavilion?"

The God of Wealth Pavilion is still the God of Wealth Pavilion.

This ever-expanding monster seems to be a giant shadow shrouded in the sky, and even the Barren Hill Opera City, the Seven Demon Shaojun Shao Zhengye, can't get rid of it.

With the Gao Tang Mirror, the instrument of creation, in hand, the God of Wealth Pavilion and the Barren Hill Opera City will sooner or later face each other in life and death, which can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, and Fang Baizhi, who is in a high position, is naturally no exception.

It's just that no one has ever said it in front of Shao Zhengye in this Taichang Palace.

Shao Zhengye leaned on the lion-headed chair, supported his cheeks with the back of his hand, and looked at Fang Baizhi with interest; Fang Baizhi raised his eyebrows slightly, and his gaze was immediately separated.

"Bai Zhi thinks that in the eyes of the world, my barren hill opera city is evil?"

Fang Baizhi didn't know why he suddenly asked such a question, and after thinking about it, he still answered truthfully: "Neither is either, in the eyes of the world, the Barren Hill Opera City is both good and evil."

"But if you refine 100,000 Yin soldiers, the crime of belonging to the Demon Dao in the theater city will be confirmed; those grandmasters in Zhongzhou may dare to associate with a theater city that is both good and evil, but they will never dare to risk the disapproval of the world and openly associate with crooked demons and evil ways."

"At present, although there is no clear distinction between good and evil in Shenzhou, once the scourge of ghouls arises again, the two ways of good and evil will inevitably quarrel again, and when the time comes, whether it can stop the God of Wealth Pavilion or not, the Barren Hill Opera City can only follow the demons of the Demon Road to the dark."

Fang Baizhi's face turned red, and the fingers he held tightened a little.

Taiping Ling arched his hand and said: "What the city lord said is extremely true, it has taken me a lot of effort to restore the reputation of the opera city over the years, if it is to refine the Yin soldiers on a large scale at this time, then all the previous efforts will be in vain."

Fang Baizhi said: "But if it goes on like this......",

Before she finished speaking, Shao Zhengye stopped her and said, "All these years have benefited the people, are they grateful?"

Fang Baizhi frowned and said: "That is naturally there, the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring, the city lord is so kind to them, if you still don't know how to be grateful, wouldn't it be too wolf-hearted."

Su Musha said: "Although the outside world has a lot of slander against the theater city, but the people in the outer city have a very good belonging, some rich people have begun to build ancestral halls, statues for the city lord and his wife, and they will be worshiped with incense in the future."

"That's enough",

Shao Zhengye said: "This is the right way, such a theater can be united, this is ... The barren hill theater I want",

Shrines, statues, and incense offerings......

Fang Baizhi suddenly moved, he had heard for a long time that the city lord had a close friend, known as Yanshi, who had served as the national teacher of the Nine Kingdoms, and had made great achievements in the world, enjoying the incense of all the people, could it be that the city lord was also ......

"Bang",

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside the Taichang Palace, and the awe-inspiring killing machine came immediately.

Fang Baizhi was stunned for a moment, then his face changed, and when he looked up, he saw that Shao Zhengye had already shaken his clothes and got up, and there were a few more cold colors on his face.

"Qinye Building, there are ghouls, go quickly, if the offender can be captured, he will be captured, and if he can't be captured, he will be killed",

He made his judgment almost instantaneously.

"Yes",

The four people at the bottom of the stairs jumped in their hearts and gave their hands at the same time.

Ghouls? How did he know?

Although outsiders don't know about it, they who are in a high position in the Barren Hill Theater City know that the only person who can manipulate ghouls in the world today is the God of Wealth Pavilion, so to speak......

"Whoosh",

The figures of the four of them flashed out of the Taichang Palace, and one of them showed their cultivation to the fullest.

Seeing them go out, Shao Zhengye glanced at it lightly, grabbed the demon mask on the table and turned to the corridor to the left of the lion's head chair.

I lifted the curtain and walked through the long corridor, and I saw a dark shadow standing behind my back at the door of the bedroom from a distance.

He wore the same black satin robe as he did, and the gold belt around his waist was the same as his, and even that cold look was the same as his.

Neither of the two spoke, only Shao Zhengye's soft footsteps sounded in his ears, a hundred feet away, the atmosphere suddenly froze, seeing Shao Zhengye suddenly walked in, the servant who was about to meet him instinctively suddenly felt the yin qi pavement, and his heart was immediately startled, and he staggered back two steps.

Then I saw the figure at the door of the bedroom, and I was even more horrified.

Who is this person? Can he sneak into the Taichang Hall under the noses of Shao Zhengye, Taiping Ling and others?

Before they could come to their senses, the man had turned slowly, and he was facing the crowd with his hands behind his back, but they still couldn't see his face.

He wore a mask on his face.

A demon mask that is exactly the same as what Shao Zhengye wears on weekdays.