Zhao Hui's soft eyes were looking forward to it, and the slender jade hand subconsciously grabbed the dress, and couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation in his heart.

'The drama of the Immortal Sect, can it ...... What about the man again? ’

Images began to appear on the huge water curtain, and the whispers in the arena gradually fell silent.

The new real picture made everyone gasp, especially some officials who had never witnessed the mystery of this 'fairy mirror'.

Although they had all seen the huge portrait of Yang Huaiyu in the immortal mirror on the Vermilion Bird Gate from afar yesterday, it was only a still image that did not move.

However, at this moment, witnessing the vivid and desolate scenery of the city in the 'Fairy Mirror', they felt that their three views were about to crack.

"This situation and this scene can only be compared with the mirage contained in the ancient books."

Some officials were amazed and amazed.

"Yes, there was a secretary in the Sui and Tang dynasties who said that there was a rich businessman surnamed Wang who went to sea in Dengzhou and met immortals, saw a mirage, reunited with his wife and children across the ocean, saw him haggard, and then returned home, and really recognized each other."

It was discussed here, but when the ghostly posture of thousands of demons appeared, all the officials shook their bodies, just like the people in the daytime, and they almost couldn't hold back and ran for their lives.

Zhao Zhen was also tight-hearted, and was busy protecting Queen Cao and Zhao Huirou on one side.

But seeing Yang Wenguang stop the nervous imperial guard, he hugged his fists and explained: "Your Majesty, don't be surprised, this is the image of Daozi ingesting a wisp of demonic breath, and it has no power to hurt people." ”

Only then did everyone pat their chests and continue to watch.

Shi Difu finally appeared, and all the officials looked curiously at the appearance of Yang Huaiyu, a child of the Yang family who was familiar, turning into a sick seedling, and being beaten up by someone when he saw righteousness and bravery.

Cai Yan's face was embarrassed, and he instructed his subordinates: "Check those gangs, see which one is looking for death, dare to provoke Daozi to be angry." ”

He thinks that this plot is an allusion to his bad behavior as the Yin of Kaifeng Mansion, causing chaos in the world and thieves running rampant.

There were also people who looked at him with strange faces, and said in their hearts: "Didn't you say that Cai Yu is very close to the Immortal Sect?" Why do you still make a special trip to play this play? ’

The story of the movie gradually progressed, and the officials gradually immersed themselves in it.

They gradually forgot that the person in the 'Fairy Mirror' was Yang Huaiyu, and they really regarded him as Shi Difu, a native of the Great Song Dynasty Bianliang.

'It's him!' ’

As soon as the young Taoist appeared, Zhao Huirou's heart shook slightly.

Her delicate body trembled for a moment at the same time due to excessive tension, so that Empress Cao on one side couldn't help but turn her head to look at her.

Empress Cao first looked at the handsome Taoist who was smiling on the screen, and then looked at the eldest princess beside her, and her five fingers couldn't help but grasp the handrail slightly.

'Huirou, this kid, I'm afraid ......'

She felt a little bitter in her heart, and finally decided to find an opportunity to talk openly and honestly with Zhao Huirou.

Although she is not Zhao Huirou's biological mother, she has brought her up since she was a child, and she has already cultivated a strong blood and family relationship.

And Zhao Huirou also called her mother, and when she saw her biological mother, she could only call her sister.

is reasonable, she can't bear to see Zhao Huirou really fall into it.

Immortals are different, that Daozi, it doesn't look like a good match.

After all, even His Royal Highness Zhao Huirou's father, it was difficult to impress His Royal Highness the Daozi.

Although they are nobles of the heavenly family, it is difficult for them to impose their will on the immortals.

Unless, Zhao Huirou is also successful in cultivation, I am afraid that the two sides will have a lifelong relationship.

However, the path of cultivation is a long one, and it is so difficult.

She and Zhao Zhen both practiced the Dao for the first time, and after so long, they couldn't even enter the threshold.

It seems that just as the Taoist said, mortals have inferior qualifications, and without the blessing of the Immortal Venerable, there is no chance of enlightenment at all, and only by relying on the method of accumulating merits by preaching sentient beings can they be promoted quickly.

However, this mission is extremely metaphysical and depends on one-mindedness.

In the past few days, she has tried her best to read through all the classics and scriptures of the Immortal Sect, and she has sent people to nearby prefectures and counties to find those mortals who have never heard of the deeds of Immortal Venerable, and she will make a special trip to preach.

In this way, he still has not received a blessing from the immortal for a long time.

As far as she knew, Zhao Zhen and most of the powerful people did this, but the results were extremely limited.

It seems that that Immortal Venerable can really distinguish who is a sincere believer and who is a person who fishes in troubled waters with a missionary mind.

There have been many 'initiated' believers among the people, and each of them said that they had strengthened their muscles and bones a lot, and even rejuvenated.

However, the efforts of these powerful people have all failed.

Although the number of mortals who were captured met the limit of 100 people, their belief in Immortal Venerable was too limited.

After all, none of these people have ever seen the manifestation of the Immortal Venerable with their own eyes, and unlike the people of Bianliang City, it is naturally easy to have faith in the Immortal Venerable.

However, most of the people in Bianliang City were already devout disciples of the Immortal Venerable, and no matter how much they preached to them, they could not accumulate any merits.

This is a fact that has been verified.

So the current situation has become a paradox.

The way for the elite to rely on the power in their hands to quickly promote seems to have been blocked, and the only one who has achieved something is the Yang family who has closed the door and joined the Immortal Sect.

But what benefits they have received has not been revealed.

I only know that the youngest son of the Yang family starred in a drama, and the Yang family has a closer relationship with the Immortal Sect.

They were more concerned about whether Mu Lao Taijun had extended his life, whether Yang Huaiyu had learned immortal arts, and Yang Wenguang's health tips had been cultivated to the first few articles, and they didn't know anything about these important information.

That old lady Mu is an old man, no matter who turns around to inquire about the relevant news, she will cover it up quietly.

Thinking of this, Empress Cao sighed slightly, and Zhao Yuanyan, who had been chattering recently, came to mind.

"Perhaps, if Uncle Huang successfully communicates with the Immortal Venerable, my generation's path of cultivating immortals will really open. ’

Thinking of the recent cold treatment of Daozi by the elite class in Bianliang City, Empress Cao couldn't help but shudder.

If this Daozi knew about what he and others were plotting about, I am afraid that a catastrophe would fall in an instant.

It's a pity that this matter is not something she can decide alone, and even this official who was kept in the dark can't stop this multi-party united force in the court.

Although Daozi is favored by the Immortal Venerable, what his side represents, but this is the people of the Song Dynasty!

Which is more important, Immortal Venerable will make a decision!

As a mother, all she can do is prevent Hui Rou from sinking further into this vortex.

……

Compared with the middle and lower classes, the attention of the officials is invariably focused on the strange mechanical structures.

"What is this, so ingenious?"

"This is a water-powered printing press, and I heard that the 'newspapers' that have become popular in the city have been printed from this material recently. Otherwise, this huge share of thousands of copies per day, if someone is hired to print it, I am afraid that at least dozens of people will be enough. ”

"Yes, I heard that the Immortal Sect sent people to build dozens of such printing presses, which were laid near the surrounding rivers, and sent people to strictly guard them, printing the classics day and night."

The official of the Industrial Construction Bureau spoke: "I have asked my craftsmen, and they say that this is the inspiration that Daozi got from the artifacts of the fairy world, and in the fairy world, everyone uses this kind of utensils. ”

"It is indeed a novel method, if our sub-prison can use such a water-powered printing press, it can greatly alleviate the difficulty of lack of manpower!"

Guozijian was the official institution in charge of printing all kinds of books in the Northern Song Dynasty, and there were a group of officials and craftsmen who were responsible for proofreading, copying, engraving, printing and making plates.

Guozi Priest Wine is an old man in his fifties and sixties, his old eyes are dizzy and absent-mindedly watching the plot, but his eyes light up the moment he sees the hydraulic printing press.

He immediately instructed Dr. Guozi and Guozi Jian Cheng next to him to write down the matter, and after a few days, he asked the official family to allocate a group of craftsmen from the Industrial Construction Bureau to improve his old printing office.

The focus of the crowd varied, but all of them changed their attitudes towards this 'vulgar' so-called drama from the beginning.

They found that this kind of drama, which is not confined to the form of expression, and the dialogue between the characters is indistinguishable from reality, has a unique 'realism'.

It's as if it were something that happened and was recorded.

Moreover, many of them put themselves into the role of the protagonist when the plot appeared at a certain moment, feeling the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the people in the play.

It's a unique feeling that no previous art product can bring them to experience.

Confucian classics, historical books, sage words, stories, Liyuan opera......

Even going to the Workshop Division has not been so immersed.

It was as if he had become the Shi Difu who had been fighting demons alone for 12 years, flying to the sky with the Glaive Knife in his hand, and he was generally satisfied that he had played a crucial role in the recuperation of the human race.

The plot has finally come to an end.

Zhao Huirou was stunned and watched the woman fly into Shi Difu's arms, and her eyes were hot unconsciously.

In many groups of officials who came with their families, the elderly, weak, women and children also hid their faces and wept.

Only a few old stubborns were red-faced, pointing to the picture and spraying: "This, what kind of system is this!" In broad daylight, they hugged each other, which is unreasonable! ”

But people don't bother to pay attention to him, and they are still reminiscing about this wonderful life.

From time to time, some people laughed and admired, thinking that this opera is far superior to all other operas in some respects.

The military attaches gathered together, and the stars held Di Yong, who played a supporting role in the play, praising him for being fearless in the face of demons, and he really deserved to be the kind of prime minister!

Di Yong has a black robe with a Chinese pattern, with a long posture and handsome facial features.

Therefore, he was able to play an important supporting role with lines.

His jaws were as angular as those carved out of marble, and when he wasn't speaking, he was calm and sharp, and when he opened his mouth, he made all his uncles laugh.

"Don't laugh! I think when I saw the demon pounce for the first time, I almost fell to my knees with weak legs! ”

Di Yong has a strong dialect, because Di Qing joined the army when he was a child, he was in the streets, and he did not receive a systematic education, so his education level is not very high.

Di Qing's narrow Danfeng glanced at his proud son, and coughed lightly in his throat.

All the generals and Di Yong fell silent.

"Daddy." Di Yong clenched his fists and asked, "Do you have any orders?" ”

"I lost to the Yang family, I am ashamed of your father!"

Di Qing snorted, glanced at Yang Wenguang, who was smiling next to the official in the Mingyue Building, and walked away.

Di Yong's smile froze, and he complained in his heart: "It's not that your old man didn't know how to have a relationship with Dao Zipan earlier, otherwise where would Huaiyu be able to compete with me!" ’

The military attache on the side laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't feel sorry for yourself, the cardinal minister is really happy in his heart, and the brothers can see it!" ”

The rest of the good military attachés all laughed and nodded yes.

Di Yong scratched his head shyly and smiled, and saluted one by one.

At this time, he didn't expect that he, Yang Huaiyu and some other supporting roles with more scenes would become an instant hit in Bianliang City.

The women and children of all families, the pretty sisters and children, and the women with pigtails will pursue them so enthusiastically, and the scene of everyone going into battle shirtless will be painted into pictures and spread privately.

Many official ladies are thinking about it, wanting to marry his family, and even miss it, and they can't afford to get sick, so they have to beg their father and brother to ask Di Yong and Yang Huaiyu to see her in person to get better!

……

In just a few days, the residents of the entire Bianliang City stopped talking about other things after dinner.

Everyone's chat revolves around the drama of the Descendants of Xianzun, no matter what class you are, those who have not watched this drama are quickly losing common ground with the people around them.

Even the envoys of various countries were busy queuing up to buy tickets, and experienced the strange drama of the Great Song Dynasty Immortal Sect.

Anyone who has watched this drama is dumbfounded, thinking that they feel as if they have experienced a dream.

Many business-minded people began to imitate the peripherals according to Shi Difu's dress in the play.

The miniature version of the Qinglong Glaive Wooden Knife was in short supply, and every household rushed to buy it, believing that hanging it would keep the family safe.

Buzhuang tailor-made cloth with special patterns according to Shi Difu's robe, and many mothers and relatives pulled the new cloth back to make new clothes for their children.

For a while, the children on the street were all dressed in navy blue Taoist robes full of immortal charms, combed their hair in a bun, and held a wooden green dragon glaive knife, shouting: "The demon is gone!" ”

"It's time for you to play the demon, I've been killed by you eighteen times since yesterday afternoon, this time I'm going to play Shi Difu!"

"Phew! Just a demon, and dare to pretend to be my immortal heir Shi Difu, my master is the son of the world, Xianzun for me to teach the immortal law, once nine days to the moon into a soldier to get the fairy knife in his hand, suffer death! ”

The explosion of the drama made the farmers in the countryside around Bianliang hear about the deeds of the Immortal Sect, and many of them secretly climbed into the forest, taking advantage of the unguarded time to take a few glances at the magical water curtain and the pictures in it.

Yang Wenguang once sent someone to report the news of Zhang Yuqing, asking if he wanted to drive out the farmers who were hiding in the forest, but received a negative answer.

Anyway, the aura that will be consumed to open the magic circle will not change due to the increase in the number of people, so let them watch it if they want to.

If he could, he wished that everyone in the world would come to see the play and then obediently convert.

It's a pity that there is an upper limit to the size of the water curtain that can be conjured up by the magic circle, and 10,000 spectators per game is the limit, and people who are far away can hardly hear the lines in the play, and can only guess what they said through lip language.

The people who are willing to peek in the forest are all potential believers, and they can't lose a few dollars if they watch it, and Zhang Yuqing has never thought of making money by selling tickets.

After all, he didn't have time to go to Donghuangfang City to exchange gold for spirit stones, and he was busy presiding over the construction of the academy.

Since there are no special requirements for the overall shape, and a large number of wood that has been aged for more than three years is used regardless of the cost, the academy has taken shape in just over a month.

The next step is to recruit students.

(End of chapter)