The crowd dispersed, and the small inn gradually regained its calm.

"This is really a unique stage play, it seems to be more exciting than our 'Spiral Blade vs. Orcs'. Gulf grabbed a piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth, and said with deep feeling, "You Oriental people have a rich spare time, and today I have opened my eyes." But what exactly is it, and why don't I understand it?"

"Then you're still coaxing!" Qi Lang glanced at him, and then sighed again: "You are too enviable." I can understand it, but it's like someone has stuffed a truckload of garbage into your stomach, and now it's okay, the whole table is waiting for you to wipe out. ”

Gulf grinned, "But they seem to be talking about it quite well, probably praising their new king?"

Gulf's voice was a little louder, and the word king seemed to be a taboo here, and several of the diners turned their heads to look this way, and when they saw Gurff's white face, they left only a few sloppy glances, and continued their enthusiastic post-meeting discussion. But the innkeeper walked up and bowed to Gulf with a smile: "Your honorable gentleman, are you satisfied with the food here?"

"Very satisfied...... But I have to add, if only there were knives and forks. Gulf raised his right hand, which was covered with oil.

"Look at my brain. The boss slapped his thigh fiercely, and hurriedly ordered the man to make amends, and then lowered his voice and said, "Although you speak Middle-earth better than me, sir, I guess you are still an outsider and don't know much about the situation here." I have to remind you that there is no king in the current Zonghao Republic, this is the world of our common people. Of course, I guess you're referring to our leader, the great Jiang Ping brothers. ”

"That's what it means. Gulf squeezed his eyes nonchalantly, "It's not a big deal to change the name, he's already calling himself long live anyway." ”

The boss was obviously very unhappy with the teasing meaning of Gulf's words, and his face became a little more serious: "Sir, this is not a joke. No one in our land can show disrespect to the great Brother Jiang Ping, who is our leader, the noblest and most gracious great man in the world. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry then......" Gulf hurriedly expressed his apologies sincerely, but at this moment, a disdainful snort came from the table next to him: "Great man?

Finally hearing a normal expression, Qi Lang turned his face to look at it respectfully, and saw an old man with gray hair sitting there alone. He was in his seventies, with a thin countenance, a few wrinkles between his eyebrows, and a black and white goatee that was not very long, but he looked neat and neat. His sunken cheeks were a little rosy, but unlike those fanatical listeners, it was probably the color of a few cups of choking old white.

Although his voice was not very high, the innkeeper still heard it clearly, and immediately changed his face, and walked over with his eyes glaring: "Old fellow, are you crazy or what? The great Brother Jiang Ping taught us to ......"

"Save it!" The old man obviously didn't eat that, and ruthlessly interrupted the Jiang Ping brothers' teaching, "I have lived a long time, and I have read a lot of history books, but I have never seen a monarch like your Jiang Ping brothers, who sold dog meat with a sheep's head." Those who teach you to carry it on your own and not to move it around have delayed our pot of good wine. ”

The boss was enraged by these words, as if the old man had just spat a mouthful of thick phlegm into their vegetable jar, and turned around and beckoned, wanting to call a few men to punch and kick the old fellow who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. But the kind-hearted Gulf played a big role at this point, and he sat down beside the old man, and asked with a grin: "I say, old gentleman, what do you mean by selling dog meat with a sheep's head? Is that a metaphor? Or do you really kill a puppy every day to fill your belly, as the legend says?

Looking at the old man's expression, he didn't seem to have much affection for Gurf, a foreigner, but when he heard his request, he laughed out loud: "Listening to you say that, it shouldn't be the cruel guys of the Otto Empire." We cherish our faithful companion so much, and that is just a metaphor. However, the taste of dog meat is extremely delicious, and you foreigners should taste it if you have the chance. ”

Gulf looked down at the dishes on the old man's table, except for a plate of salt peanuts, there was no food to accompany the wine, and he took the old man back to his table on his own initiative: "How about our piece? The kind boss provided us with a table of dishes, although it was free, it would be a pity to waste it." But don't think about having this pot of wine to yourself, can you?"

The old man was also out of sight, and arched his hand towards Gulf: "Then bother." ”

Since the distinguished foreign guests showed interest in the old fellow, the innkeeper and the fellows had to temporarily suppress their anger and retreat. Without the bothering of those fanatics, Qi Lang could just ask such an old gentleman for a few words.

In the words learned that the old gentleman's name is Sang Ming, a native of Dongyang City, who makes a living by teaching, caught up with his foreign daughter to marry, and specially came to this Lujia Town to visit for two days, and originally planned to return today, but the hired carriage and horse need to start early tomorrow morning, so he had to stay in this inn for a day, and he didn't want to have a dinner but met the oratorical group coming, and was disturbed by the battle and never drank the wine to say it, but provoked a stomach, and was not angry for a while, so he nagged a few words.

Although Qi Lang has a vague memory, he also vaguely remembers that Dongyang City, where Mr. Sang lived, was originally the royal capital of the Zong Hao Kingdom, but he didn't know if there had been earth-shaking changes in the name of this country. However, the person in front of him should know the inside story in more detail, so he can just inquire.

Thinking of this, Qi Lang briefly explained his identity, and then humbly asked Mr. Nasang for advice: "I remember that about ten years ago, the Otto Empire invaded on a large scale, and the war burned almost all over the country, especially Dongyang City, which was described as a bloody world. But now it seems that the villains of the Otto Empire have been driven away, could it be that the great man who led the resistance to rise up and finally won the victory?"

"There is resistance, but how have those villains of the Otto Empire retreated?" Mr. Sang Ming was probably suffocated by the current black smoke miasma for too long, and he really needed an outlet, and the two in front of him could be called more or less understanding people, and they seemed to be quite close to each other, so they couldn't cause any trouble if they said a few more words, so they only hesitated for a moment, and finally confided the truth.

"As far as I know, in the first two or three years, Jiang Ping also did a few good things and led tens of thousands of troops to fight a few vicious battles. Later, however, he made peace with Nabeli. I don't know what kind of deal the two parties carried out in private, in short, almost overnight, the entire country was delivered to Jiang Ping......" Speaking of this, the hatred in the old gentleman's eyes became more obvious.

"Do you suspect there's a conspiracy?" Qi Lang interjected.

The old gentleman snorted: "In the first few years, such speculations naturally popped up from time to time, but there was no evidence. But Jiang Ping also has some means, and in the past two or three years, he has begun to come up with new tricks, while blocking the border, he has made a lot of publicity, calling himself a brother of the people, and singing a high tune of returning the government to the people. Look at what this great river and mountain has become now!"

Qi Lang nodded, but he couldn't fully agree with the old gentleman's statement: "But after all, he drove out those villains, restored the land, and the common people lived a life of peace and contentment again." Judging from the situation in Lujia Town alone, everything can be called satisfactory......"

Sang Ming interrupted Qi Lang with a sneer: "Satisfaction is just obtained through deception. Can you see those three sanctimonious fools? Like this, Jiang Ping has raised thousands of them. All their job is to wander around and deceive people with his so-called new ideas. If the invaders are heinous barbaric murderers, this Jiang Ping is an even bigger traitor!"

"How could you have such an idea?" Qi Lang was a little surprised by the old man's overreaction.

But Mr. Sang blushed, nodded his forehead and asked, "Do you know the function of your head?"

Before Qi Lang could react, some drunken Gulf preemptively expressed his opinion: "What is not clear about this. The brain is for thinking. God wants us to have a sound brain, that is, to think independently. All of us have known this since childhood. ”

"That makes sense. Sang Ming gave a thumbs up appreciatively, "But if someone wants to think for us, or uses high-pressure means to destroy our ability to think, do you think he is the biggest traitor?"

Qi Lang fell completely silent. These truths that Mr. Sang Ming said sounded a bit unbelievable to him, and they wiped out other people's thinking ability? That is a huge project that is extremely difficult to achieve, even the female demon named Wu Man'er of the Venerable Holy Sect can only control the appearance of a hundred and ten women, and this great Jiang Ping brother seems to be really ambitious.

Thinking back to the performance of those men and women in the town, it seems that the work of the Jiang Ping brothers is still very fruitful—they really think that they have been brainwashed, and their mouths are full of the teachings of the great Jiang Ping brothers, but will they not wake up one day?

Because of the hostile ears all around, it was impossible for the conversation with Mr. Sang Ming to go any further. Qi Lang specially asked Mr. Sang about his residence in Dongyang City, and told him that he would definitely visit again if he had the opportunity, and then, like a subordinate, he returned to the guest room with the drunken Gulf and rested quietly for the night.