205. Fellow Daoists, please stay -

In the ninth year of the first emperor, the age is in Jiazi, at the beginning of the twilight of autumn, it will be in the star tower of the song of the dynasty, the National Day is also, the immortals are all over, and the young are long and salty.

The immortals have all been seated, and the moon stars are scarce.

Lu Yue occupies a seat alone, and the one who occupies a seat like him is a Taoist named Wang Chan, who calls himself Xuanweizi, and is not a member of the sect of exposition or sect interception.

It is a casual practice that intersects by chance in the deep valley of the mountains when Shen Gongbao is doing penance.

Everyone who comes is a guest, it doesn't matter how high or low the cultivation is, as long as you have eyes, ears and mouths, there is nothing happier in this era than the mouth of an immortal.

Zishou first said some casual words according to the previous rhetoric, and then invited the immortals to watch the play.

The opera starring Ziyan is Meng Jiangnu crying on the Great Wall.

This play was written by Zishou himself, and it has always been his style to beautify others and uglify himself, and the remaining few plays are written by Shi Yan, after all, a person's energy is limited.

Meng Jiangnu represents the hundred-member women's group that went north, although those women are now living better than the other, and they are even happy to sing and stay in northern Xinjiang, but the joke can be nonsense, and it is normal and reasonable to do some dramatic adaptations.

Meng Jiangnu cried on the Great Wall, like Mai Yun's assassination king, and was divided into three acts.

The first scene is Meng Jiangnu looking for a husband, focusing on Meng Jiangnu's virtuous virtue and the king's unreasonableness, her husband studied hard at home, but was suddenly arrested by officers and soldiers, and forcibly sent to the north to repair the Great Wall.

The journey was hard, not enough for outsiders, thirsty, drinking cold water, tired, sitting on the side of the road to rest, not late at night, can only hide in the broken temple, shivering at the half-human deep grass and grinning statues.

In the second act, it is to cry down the Great Wall.

Meng Jiangnu had blood bumps on her feet, and finally came to the Great Wall, but she didn't find her husband, and after inquiring, she found that her husband had died of exhaustion and starvation, and even the corpse could not be found.

Because there were too many dead people to bury them, the corpse capital filled in the Great Wall, Meng Jiangnu cried, crying so that the sun and moon were dark, the sky was dark, and the gods were moved.

Meng Jiangnu bit her middle finger, dripped blood to identify the corpse, guarded her husband's bones, and cried to death.

The third act is even more excessive, it is about the passing king of Su who took a fancy to the beauty of Meng Jiangnu and wanted to be a concubine.

Meng Jiangnu took three things as a threat, erected a monument, sent a funeral and swam to the sea, and after burying her deceased husband, she took advantage of the time to swim in the sea, shouting that the king was mediocre, killed my husband, and came to harm me, and finally committed suicide by jumping into the sea.

Of course, these are special editions specially arranged for the banquet of the Star Tower, and the ordinary Meng Jiangnu crying on the Great Wall is not so exaggerated, this story is too fan-driven, and it has to be a little restrained, otherwise it will not pass the review of the ministers at all.

Meng Jiangnu is also one of the most popular in all operas, Zi Shou You Hun has gone to see the effect, all the people who watched the play, without exception, were all moved to cry, and some even scolded on the spot.

Such a strengthened version of Meng Jiangnu will inevitably give the immortals a preconceived bad impression.

The ministers had gloomy faces, which one is this?

They have all seen the ordinary version of Meng Jiangnu played earlier, although it is a little disrespectful, but the starting point is good.

After all, the story of Meng Jiangnu did not happen under the rule of King Zhou, but there were similar episodes in other princes' territories, and those who were captured as slaves and sacrificed as human sacrifices were even more sad and tortuous than the story of Meng Jiangnu.

Meng Jiangnu's opera is an indictment of the tyrannical behavior of the rulers, but also a celebration of the enslaved people's unafraid of violence and unyielding loyalty.

And the people in those princes' territories will empathize with the play and understand the story, and then make the princes who have committed atrocities lose the hearts of the people.

Ministers understand this.

But the problem is that the enhanced version of Meng Jiangnu crying on the Star Picking Tower this time is a bit too much, and she is slandering the king both in and out of the play.

Your Majesty, isn't he crazy? Scolding himself, or in front of many immortals?

Isn't this a clear intention to make this banquet unhappy!

At the end of the opera, the delicacies at the banquet suddenly became less fragrant.

Zhao Gongming was a little embarrassed, he wanted to say that King Xuan was actually a Ming Jun who loved the people like a son, this was just a fictional opera.

But he didn't know how to explain it.

Luo Xuan was a little confused, this is the king he wants to rub merit?

If there is such a king, I am afraid that I will be infected with karma!

"Pick it up!"

Zishou began his performance.

The temple people pushed a small cart with countless wood carvings.

"National teacher, which god are these wood carvings?"

Shen Gongbao chuckled in his heart, isn't this the heavenly god wood carving that was distributed to the people to worship a few days ago?!

At that time, the Chinese Wu of the dynasty thought that the king of Xiqi, under the pressure of Xiqi, decided to advocate the sacrifice to the heavens to show favor to the princes!

Unexpectedly, the wood carving was taken back and sent to the Star Picking Tower.

Shen Gongbao said with some embarrassment: "Your Majesty, these wood carvings are collectively referred to as the gods. ”

"Gods, what credit do they have?"

Ministers: "....."

No one can speak, what credit can a broken wood carving have?

"You don't know, but I'll come and tell you. ”

Zishou picked up a wood carving and said: "The old man who sells oil in the south of the city asks for marriage for his daughter, sacrifices to the gods, but to no avail, and his daughter is more than fifty years old, still staying in the boudoir, and has no face." ”

Immediately, the wood carving was smashed to the ground: "This god has no merit. ”

Zishou picked up a wood carving again and said: "The young son of the old woman who sells vegetables in the north of the city is sick, and she sacrifices to the gods, but there is no result, and she sacrifices again three days later, but there is no result, and the young son is still seriously ill." ”

Immediately, he pinched it hard and pinched the wood carving into dust: "This god accepted the sacrifice of the people in vain, twice, and his crime should be punished." ”

Zishou picked up another wood carving and said: "There is a person in the west of the city who fled from Xiqi to worship the gods, begging to find his lost wife and children, and eight days later found that his wife and daughter were taken by the Qiang people. ”

He threw the wood carving directly into the brazier.

"This, this...."

"And this!"

In one breath, Zishou threw all the wood carvings of the gods into the fire, and the fire became more and more vigorous.

"Bring me the bow!"

Zishou took the bow and shot it in all directions, and immediately You Hun swung his legs, stepped forward, opened the pouch, and splashed blood on the ground.

Capsule blood shoots into the sky, Wu Yi has played the routine of being scolded, but Zishou has no ancestor with superb archery, and he can't shoot the sac, so he can only change it to splash blood.

Before he was done, he took a cup full of dirt from You Hun's hand, sprinkled it on the ground, and whipped it hard.

The air was a little heavy for a moment.

Wen Zhong frowned and asked, "What does Your Majesty mean by this?"

The other ministers were a little nervous, Your Majesty he.... It's going on again!

"Fei Zhong, let's explain to the immortals. ”

Fei Zhong trembled and explained: "This is a bag of blood shooting into the sky, and the earth is whipping the earth..."

Zishou nodded: "That's right." ”

The civil and military officials were all pale, gasped, looked at each other, and were speechless.

Even the Immortal Interpreter was also stunned, and was also shocked by the King of Xuan's taboos.

Only Wang Chan is still calm and quiet.

King Xu, how dare he?

As soon as Yun Zhongzi's sleeve robe was flicked, he was about to leave the table, and the white crane boy, the white cloud boy, etc., wanted to follow.

He also thought that the king had changed his temperament, so even if he had some contradictions before, he deliberately put down everything and came to congratulate, but he didn't expect that the king was still as stubborn as ever.

This time, the disrespect for heaven was directly put on the table!

The departure of the immortals was expected.

Zishou stood up and stood with his hands in his hands, he finally came, how could he leave without brushing up on the mediocrity?

He said to Shen Gongbao beside him: "National teacher, keep them." ”

Shen Gongbao is a little embarrassed, but in fact, it's not a big deal, isn't it just disrespectful to the gods!

When the Emperor of Heaven ordered the twelve immortal heads to bow down and profess themselves, I didn't see you kneeling and licking them one by one!

One road to the dark, Yuan Shi Tianzun is the identity of the person who should be robbed, pinching his nose and putting himself from the demon clan into the door wall, the king is different.

Shen Gongbao can see that King Xuan really appreciates and values himself from the bottom of his heart.

Death for a confidant!

Shen Gongbao shook his head and stroked his short beard, took a light breath, and said, "Fellow Daoist, please stay-"

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