For Hu Jixiang to find a son-in-law like Chen Dazhu, everyone is really envious.

As a businessman, if there are officials in the family, even if you don't go to collusion between officials and businessmen, this also means that there is one more channel, one more talisman, and one more layer of background.

Especially after the business grows, such a background can be dispensed without, but it cannot be without.

It is also because of the existence of Chen Dazhui that everyone has more confidence in investing in the western region. After a while, the atmosphere in the private room became lively.

"Squeak~"

The door to the private room was pushed open, and a woman in stockings and an over-the-knee skirt walked in.

As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted the attention of the men in the private room.

"Qiu Yun'er!"

A man with glasses, when he saw the person who came in, couldn't help but take off the mirror, rubbed his eyes and said in surprise.

"Hello?"

Hu Jixiang asked with a smile.

"No, Qiuyun is a famous singer in the Nanyang City Teaching Division, when I was in the capital last year, I listened to Feng Ge'er's music with a few nobles in the Lifeng Building, and I still remember it vividly.

I didn't expect to meet Qiuyun in Qidu! ”

Glasses couldn't help but sigh.

"Isn't this just the fate of meeting thousands of miles away!"

Others laughed.

"Thank you, Mr. Qiuyun."

Qiu Yun also heard the words of the glasses, hugged the pipa in his arms, and gave the glasses a blessing salute.

"Qiuyun, Nanyang earthquake, how did you escape?"

Glasses asked curiously.

At that time, the Lifeng Tower collapsed, but the slave family had some luck in his life, and it happened that the falling object above was blocked by the collapsed beam, and after being buried in the ground for four days, he was rescued by someone.

After that, the slave family was brought back to Yuzhou by General Zhao of Yuzhou, and later came to Qidu to settle down with the people of Yuzhou fleeing. ”

When Qiuyun talked about his life trajectory, he didn't say anything superfluous. But everyone here is living in this chaotic world, and naturally knows how hard it will be for a weak woman to go all the way in such a world!

And what happened to Qiuyun is just a microcosm of hundreds of people.

There are countless little people in this world, and there are countless more miserable than her.

Hu Jixiang sighed: "It can be regarded as bitter and sweet." ”

"Yes, it's all bittersweet."

Those present sighed.

"The slave family thanks you gentlemen for your concern."

A sincere smile appeared on Qiu Yun's face.

For her, coming to Qidu is really bittersweet.

In this world, only in Qi and only here in Wuzhou, ordinary people can really live like a person.

People in other places are not as good as animals.

There is no dignity, no money, no food, no freedom.

Since she came to Qidu, she has no other skills, so she has returned to her old business, "blowing, playing and singing" to entertain people with art, and even those super-rich gentry and dignitaries dare not blatantly do anything to her when listening to music.

This is completely different from the situation when it was sold because it was sold at the price of the Fenglou and protected.

Here, the majesty of the law includes these lowly singers!

It's reassuring.

"Gentlemen, what do you want to hear?"

Qiu Yun sat on the flower-legged bench in the front hall, with a gentle smile on his face, and asked everyone.

The glasses felt that Qiuyun was a little different from her when she was in Lifeng Tower, and she actually gave people a feeling of washing away the lead.

"The first song is chosen by the girl, and she can sing whatever she wants. This song should be dedicated to the girl herself. ”

Hu Jixiang said.

Hearing this, Qiu Yun stood up again and saluted, and after sitting down, he straightened his slender back, his hair fell gently, and his eyes flowed, giving people a sense of perseverance, and his eyes were firm like joining the party!

The bare hand gently plucks the strings, and a few "ding dong" sounds sound, which is like flowing water, which is refreshing and pleasing to the eye.

"At the end of the clouds, the immortals slashed the dragon and descended to the world, the grain was ripe, and the earth was golden."

"In the world, people eat people not like the world, the light of the gods appears, and the world ushers in true immortals."

"He is the great hero of the people, and he is the guiding light of the world······"

Qiuyun's singing voice is tactful, the voice is full of emotion, sometimes tactful and high-pitched, which makes people feel like the sky, sometimes low and depressed, as if buried in the soil, suffocating.

But when her feelings were released and pierced out of the soil, she suddenly made people breathe happily, as if she had returned to the world from hell.

When Chang arrives at Ren's great achievements in his life, his voice has become cheerful, as if the people are celebrating the harvest, singing and dancing, and being reborn in the new world.

Her singing voice actually makes people's mood float with her singing. Even her emotions were affected by her.

When the second half of the song is sung, her voice turns gentle, like an invisible, warm hand, caressing the top of their heads, massaging their hearts, and quieting their tired mood that has just been due to emotional ups and downs.

After singing a song, it took a long time for everyone in the audience to open their eyes.

"Thank you, Miss Qiuyun."

Hu Jixiang stood up and said to Qiu Yun.

Seeing this, Qiu Yun was flattered and hurriedly stood up and returned the salute: "Mr. is too polite!" ”

"The girl's singing voice made me feel very deeply. Without the Great King, there would be no current Qi Kingdom, and I think it will be occupied by the barbarians in the north like the northern land.

You and I may have already lost our families in this troubled world, or we have become slaves of the Darus.

How can I wait here to drink tea and listen to music, discuss investment policies, and find investment directions? ”

Hu Jixiang said with emotion.

The rest of the people also nodded: "The country has a policy, and we and other patriotic businessmen should respond positively." How much more is it a good thing for oneself and for one's country? The front-line soldiers sacrificed for the country and the people, and the people and workers in the rear actively produced for the country.

Now, we and other merchants enjoy unprecedented status and treatment in the Qi country, and if we don't support them when we encounter things, do we have to wait until the king is disgusted with us before thinking about performance? ”

After listening to Qiuyun's song, the hearts of the people present were surging.

Hu Jixiang picked up the teacup, took a sip, and couldn't help but glance at Qiu Yun sitting on the flower-legged bench.

He felt that Qiuyun's singing voice seemed to have a magical power, which could pull people's consciousness into the artistic conception she had compiled with her voice, and in this way, affect people's emotions.

It is said that it affects people's will, which is a bit reluctant.

Because these people in front of him are all businessmen who really support the Qi country. At best, it resonated with them.

Most of the people who can influence people's will are spiritual aliens.

He felt that Qiuyun should be an alien with a voice, and it was impossible for an ordinary singer to do this.

"Maybe I can introduce Zhang Fuyin, if I can recommend him to sing on the radio, it will definitely be inspiring."

Hu Jixiang thought.

Yin Zhang Qiushi of Qidu Prefecture, and he is a native of Lexian County, and they are quite familiar with each other, and they have a lot of dealings with each other on weekdays.

He didn't think about introducing his son-in-law because his son-in-law was a soldier, and his identity was not suitable for recommending a former Qinglou woman. And Zhang Qiushi, as the governor of the government, recommends the people under his rule, which is a very normal thing.

Next, Hu Jixiang ordered a song, Qiuyun never sang so devotedly, the voice was still good, but it would no longer be so appealing.

A few people threw themselves into investing in the development of the western region.

It wasn't until the twilight of Xishan that everyone finally decided to go to Chujiang Province and Quang Nam Province with smooth roads, large populations, and good foundations.

Chujiang Province has a large number of people, smooth roads, and as the center of the original south, there are countless noble and wealthy gentry, with strong demand and sufficient manpower.

Although Quang Nam province is less populated, it has an advantage that other places do not have - a port.

Just outside Quang Nam, not far from Yuandao, is the center of ocean trade in the entire South China Sea, where merchants from various countries gather and a large number of maritime trade distribution points have been established.

Invest here, and it will be very convenient for goods to go to sea by boat in the future.

After agreeing with each other to go to the two provinces for inspection, several people said goodbye to Song Ji Qiuyun and left the teahouse located on the bank of the blue Yangtze River in the park.

As soon as they left the park, along the stairs on the side of the park, the people who climbed the bridge of the blue Yangtze River saw more than a dozen people walking on the bridge.

Most of these people were wearing Taoist robes, all of them had wounds, and the female Taoist priest riding on a white horse in the middle had almost been stained red with blood, and even the white horse under them was soaked in blood.

"Who are these?"

Glasses was surprised.

Under the strong governance of the government, Wuzhou has always been very stable, and most of the warriors have been incorporated by the government, and even the martial arts in the rivers and lakes have not been able to make any waves.

This kind of scene in front of me is rarely seen on weekdays.

Therefore, as soon as they walked across the Blue Yangtze River Bridge, they were met with people's onlookers.

"Holy Maiden, we have arrived in Qidu."

A tall man, looking at the city in front of him, his eyes were full of shock.

I haven't returned to Wuzhou for many years, but when I came back again, there were earth-shaking changes.

Mr. Ren, who called himself "senior brother" back then, has now become the monarch of this country.

On the way back, he was thinking, if Zi did not follow his father to Suling Mountain to seek scriptures, but took refuge in Mr. Ren in his memory, what would he be like now?

After several years, I didn't expect to take a long detour.

"Well, after entering the city, look for a hotel, wash and change clothes and burn incense, and meet His Royal Highness King Qi tomorrow!"

The voice of the saint Zhou Zhi came from the scarf hat.

"Yes!"

Everyone said yes.

After walking down the Blue Yangtze River Bridge, it is the wide Qiwang Road.

The buildings, parks, and thriving streetscapes along this road are a testament to the city's striking beauty.

Zhou Zhi looked through the veil and observed everything outside.

The buildings that rise from the ground as if they are about to be built into the sky, the cars running on the roads, the beauty of the design of man-made parks, the healthy and full bodies of people and their positive mental outlook, all of them are breaking her cognition.

After crossing the Inner Ring Road and stepping on the Yunshui Bridge, you came to the inner city of Qidu.

"Qingyuan Jishou, I don't know which Taoist friend from Suling Mountain came to my Yunlongguan Dojo? The poor road is far away. ”

When everyone walked down the Yunshui Bridge, an old man with outstanding demeanor stood on the side of the avenue and asked loudly.

"I've already passed the life and death barrier, why should Uncle Qingyuan come to force each other again?"

Zhou Zhi jumped off the horse, walked in front of Qingyuan Daoist, and said.

"Hmph, Su Ling Mountain doesn't pay attention to the rules, messes up my dojo, breaks my layout, this is a battle for Taoism, if Su Ling Mountain has to enter this city, this enmity for the Dao is concluded."

Qingyuan Daoist said coldly.

"Uncle Qingyuan knows that it is a dispute between Taoism and Taoism, so why should he stop me from entering the city again?"

Zhou Zhi asked again.

After the words fell, she walked past the Qingyuan Daoist and stepped into Wendeng Street in the inner city.

The man behind her, following her, entered the inner city one after another.

Qingyuan Daoist stood on the side of the street, watching the people of Suling Mountain enter the city, and his eyes became more and more cold. He knew that in the face of the battle of the Great Dao, the people of Suling Mountain, who had already passed the life-and-death barrier, would not stop because of his words.

With a flick of the dust in his hand, Feng Xuan resisted the wind and returned to the Yunlongguan in the city.

"Holy Maiden ······"

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old little Taoist priest clenched his fists as he looked at the Qingyuan Old Dao flying above their heads.

"It's a cost, but it's okay. Meeting King Qi tomorrow is where our future and destiny lie. ”

Zhou Zhi said.

Walking to Shangshuifang, it is next to the White Horse Temple, and it is also next to the Yunlong Temple, which is separated by only one alley.

Xia Yuan, who was holding the wall, jumped down and said angrily: "Master, they are too deceitful in Suling Mountain, and they will live next door to us as soon as they enter the city!"

They're slapping you in the face! ”

"Didn't the palace just give an order to let you go to the test site, why don't you go?"

Qingyuan Daoist glared at her and said.

"Huh?"

Xia Yuan looked at the sky, looked at the ground, looked at the old way, and said flatly: "It's all dark!" ”

"Then you pack up and go early tomorrow morning. Go to the test site to see more, if the king pays attention to it, it can't be said to be an opportunity for our Yunlongguan. ”

"Oh."

Xia Yuan nodded.

As a member of the Cloud Dragon Temple, she also has to work.

Daoist Qingyuan sat on the recliner next to the well water of the Taoist Temple, his eyes looking at the sky.

He guessed that the king was happy to see the arrival of Suling Mountain.

Although the king is using the Cloud Dragon Concept, he does not fully trust it, and this is the case when he supported the Cloud Hidden Gate, and now the power of the Cloud Gate has faintly surpassed the Cloud Dragon Concept.

Now that Suring Mountain is visiting, the king does not refuse, and it is the same.

"The king is really good at balancing."

He sighed.

Now, he was already thinking about whether to tell the Great Immortal Court plan.

Because of the spread of nursery rhymes, he wasn't sure if it was released by Su Lingshan, and he didn't know if Su Lingshan would take the lead in explaining in order to integrate into the Qi Kingdom.

"Blue Maple!"

In the inn across the alley, Lan Feng heard someone calling him.

The sound is very familiar.

He opened the door, and sure enough, it was Hai Dongqing outside.

"Captain Hai, come in."

He hurriedly got out of the way and let Hai Dongqing in.

Hai Dongqing shook his head, stood at the door and said, "No, Commander Qin asked me to tell you that I will go to the palace early tomorrow morning, and the prelude to the king is right!" ”

(End of chapter)