Chapter Twenty-Nine: Misfortune Strikes

Sometimes, storms come so violently, but they can't be stopped, and they can't be avoided.

After Tang Seng adapted the book "Tang Gaozu Li Yuan" into a script, he gave up a lot of things and added a lot of things, but no one is perfect, there will always be mistakes, but no one knows where this place is.

After carefully studying both sides, and thinking about it in his mind a few times, he felt that there was no problem, so Tang Seng took the copywriting to the Datang Film Review Bureau, handed over the copy, and Tang Seng went directly to Chang'an Street to hang out, and went directly to the evening before returning to the company.

As soon as I got back to the office and had not yet sat down, someone knocked on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a few law officers standing outside the door, and when I looked at the establishment on the clothes, I knew that it was not from the police station, and Tang Seng was inexplicably a little nervous.

"I said, my lords, are you mistaken?" Tang Seng asked puzzled.

"Mistakenly, we are not mistaken, how can we be mistaken!"

I saw that the legal personnel directly showed the arrest warrant, and Tang Seng was blinded, saying that Tang Seng violated the regulations on the collection of cultural works of the Tang Dynasty and the regulations on the film and television adaptation of cultural works.

Tang Seng was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't argue, and after Tang Seng was arrested, he saw another group of people coming and directly pasting a seal on Tang Seng's company.

What the hell is going on?

Who did you provoke?

Why can't Tang Seng understand?

Who's kidding him? Can't it be that big?

Fa Ming, who rushed from Jinshan Temple, with the production team, had just arrived at Tang Seng's company, and saw the seal of Datang Film Group pasted on it, and he was immediately stunned.

Didn't you say that Tang Seng mixed very well in Chang'an?

Why was he arrested like this?

"General manager, didn't this product deliberately hide from us and seal it for himself, right?" someone in the production team wondered.

"Xiao Tang shouldn't be such a person......" Fa Ming shook his head and said.

If Tang Seng was here, he would definitely scold: "Why didn't I just promise you if I didn't agree to you in the first place in order to avoid you, why didn't I make it so complicated....."

Fa Ming quickly took out his mobile phone, took a photo, passed the photo to the host of Huasheng Temple, and then dialed the phone.......

Tang Seng was taken to Datang Pictures again, this time not to the Censorship Bureau, but to the Supervision Bureau, and was directly supervised.

"Amitabha, I don't know what crimes the poor monk has committed and what law he has violated, so that you can ......be so prosperous," Tang Seng said with his hands folded.

"What is this, take a good look at ......" I saw that the censor directly took out the script of "Tang Gaozu Li Yuan" sent to Tang Seng and the script that Tang Seng himself sent to the Censorship Bureau of Datang Pictures.

"This is a novel and a script," Tang Seng wondered......

"Hmph, still quibbling, novels and scripts?" said the censor, slapping things directly on the table, snorting coldly.

Tang Seng suddenly secretly said that it was not good, could it be that there are ghosts in these things?

Suddenly, Tang Seng had a bad reason in his heart, I was afraid that he was calculated.

However, just using novels and scripts, how can you calculate yourself?

"Is this book yours?" asked the censor's cold voice.

"This book was sent to me by an author, hoping that I would adapt it into a film and television drama. Tang Seng replied truthfully.

"You wrote this script too?"

Seeing the content of the script constantly flashing on the big screen, Tang Seng looked at it, confirmed it, and nodded to admit that he wrote it.

"Well, okay, let's sign it......." The examiner asked two questions, and got a positive answer, then stood up and asked Tang Seng to sign.

"I didn't break the law, what should I sign?" Tang Seng struggled and said, and suddenly a guard held Tang Seng down.

I saw that there was nothing on it, just a confession, which proved that the book and script on it belonged to Tang Seng.

"If you sign today, you can leave, if you don't sign it, then stay here!" said the censor directly.

Helplessly, Tang Seng signed.

When Tang Seng walked out of the gate of Datang Pictures, another wave of people came to surround him and directly arrested him.

"What are you?"

Tang Seng was so puzzled, he was completely confused, he had just been released, why did a group of people come to arrest him?

This time, the place I came to was not such a comfortable place as Datang Pictures, but a prison.

"Why did you bring me to the prison, do I have ......?"

"Hmph, the little monk talks a lot, to be honest, I still like your movie "Lord Wei Slaying the Reverse Dragon", but I didn't expect you to be involved in the banned book....... "The cell boss smiled.

"Forbidden books?" Tang Seng suddenly froze, and when he thought of "Tang Gaozu Li Yuan", he immediately understood.

"The first banned book in the Tang Dynasty, you dare to collect it, and you dare to think about it? You even want to adapt it into a film and television drama? Are you looking for death?"

Tang Seng understood that all this must have been set up by someone and he was tricked.

"What's the result?"

"Either you are dead or you are crippled...... " The cell boss said, shaking his head.

Tang Seng sat on the ground with his buttocks, playing in the dark way, his great cause has not yet begun, and he is going to die in the Tang Dynasty, how should this be?

"Sister Guanyin, Sister Guanyin, come and save me....." Tang Seng thought in his heart.

.......

"Second young master, the matter is done......" The servant who was called the third master bent down and reported to Fang Yiai in a low voice.

"What's done?" Fang Yiai asked a little drunk, puzzled.

The servant directly smiled on his face and muttered a few words in Fang Yiai's ear, Fang Yiai was stunned for a moment, his face changed, and he was all sober with a trace of drunkenness.

"What did you say?" asked Fang Yiai with a glare.

"That's done...... servant said excitedly.

"I'm going to fuck you......" kicked the servant, directly kicking the servant down, and Fang Yiai was immediately furious.

"Second Young Master, I'm doing everything you tell me to do......"

"I'm drafting the second uncle, why are you sick in the brain, right? Use a forbidden book to frame him? What if it is found out?" Fang Yiai kicked again and said viciously.

"Second young master, don't worry, don't worry, it's definitely impossible to find out, can't find out......."

"Oh, so confident?"

"That's it, the person who delivered the book has already been ...... by me," he said, making a neck-wiping, clicking motion.

Fang Yiai looked at the servant, put away a smile in his eyes, walked to the Fang family, the servant followed tremblingly, only to see Fang Yiai directly take down the sword hanging at the head of the bed, and stabbed the servant to death with a sword.

"Fool, sooner or later Lao Tzu will die at your hands, since that person is dead, then you can go down and accompany him......" Fang Yiai pulled out the red sword and said with a gloomy face.

"Second young master, you ....." The servant pointed to Fang Yiai, and he didn't blink an eye....