"These rivers and lakes, if they are not peaceful, there are several reasons, one is the opposition between good and evil, the other is the confrontation between various factions, and the confrontation between the government and the opposition. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The gray-robed storyteller's sleeves rolled up:

"Today I will tell you an example of the opposition between good and evil, which is the closest to us. ”

"The sixth year of Shengping, that is, the last year of the dynasty, hey, no matter how close it is, it was thousands of years ago. ”

"The Great Light Sect, also known as the Cardinal Sect, has its base camp in the area between the rivers, and it is known that there are tens of millions of followers, and the believers all wear red clothes and believe in their god of light, the Great Light King, and that sign is a raging fire. ”

"This cardinal cult is extreme, ruthless, and the process of developing believers is even more ruthless, as long as you don't believe in their god of light, it is a heretic, kill, there is nothing to say, the whole family is killed, men, women and children are not left. If you believe it, you have to dedicate yourself to the God of Light, sacrifice your life, in their teachings, people who believe in the God of Light, after death, can go to another world to enjoy eternal life, and they have a practice, similar to the art of disintegration, in the way of self-detonation, and die with others, because of this, for a time many decent people avoided it. ”

The listeners shuddered, and just by listening to it, they knew how gray the sky was under those years.

"The speed of the development of the Cardinal Sect back then was amazing, in less than five years, the entire Hejian region was their power, and even the court at that time was infiltrated, and many ministers and their children were followers of this Great Light Sect. ”

Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism finally united to defeat the cult, and fought for more than ten years, and also turned the dynasty upside down, and the court was divided into two factions, and the emperor was mediocre at that time, one day believed here, one day believed there, and there was no opinion. ”

"Our grandfather is a righteous army that was killed all the way back then, holding the banner of quelling the military rebellion and supporting the peace, with this lesson from the past, anyone in the Dayu Dynasty who wants to open a mountain and establish a faction must be reviewed by the imperial court, otherwise it will be according to the cult theory. ”

"The demon sect I am talking about, looking upwards, it is simply an innumerable victory, every time it appears, it will bring a martial arts catastrophe, and the world will be in great trouble, that is, our Dayu Imperial Court is strict in this regard, so there is no such root of chaos that leads to the opposition between good and evil, and gives the people a peaceful environment to live and work in peace and contentment. ”

The storyteller picked up the tea bowl and moistened his mouth, and continued:

"But good and evil seem to exist forever, just like the Yin and Yang Avenue, although there has been no evil demon such as the Red Clothes Sect in the past thousand years, there is no lack of evil people like the Red Cloth Sect in the past thousand years, and there is no lack of great evil people like Gu Muye, because of their own selfishness, and cause trouble to the government and the opposition, and harm the people. ”

The two he mentioned were only two or three hundred years ago, and everyone present naturally still understood, and they quickly guessed who the storyteller wanted to elicit, and they couldn't help but be more interested.

Sure enough, the storyteller smiled mysteriously: "Let's not talk about these two people from afar, but the one in Jiangbei, what do you think?"

"Xue Daxia is Meng, a great evil person like Gu, you don't want to talk nonsense!"

"Yes, Jiangbei heroes have been running for justice all their lives, but whenever there is injustice, they are all sword and righteousness, when Jiangxi Iron Fist Gate and Shangjiang Gang fought for the Caoyun wharf, they met by the river to fight, if it wasn't for Xue Daxia to stop it, it would have been a bloody disaster. ”

"Oh. The storyteller wondered: "Is that a reason to kill my Praetorian Guard?"

"That's because of God...", the listener almost stopped in a hurry.

The storyteller smiled: "Don't be taboo, don't you just want to say that the queen of heaven gave an order, and Xue Daxia just resisted." ”

"Yes, yes, that's it. ”

"What do you think?" said the storyteller, looking around.

But what came was the sound of stumbling discussions, and there were obviously different opinions.

"I think so. An older listener stroked his beard and said: "Xue Qinghou has something wrong, after all, the Dugu clan is a relative of the emperor, you can't help but say that you have killed so many people, and you have already violated the law, is it wrong for the Queen of Heaven to let the Praetorian Guards arrest you?"

"This old man said it thoroughly. As soon as the storyteller took the case, he continued: "There must be a rule for the time being, a country is so big, can there be no law? The rules of the rivers and lakes are big, but they can't trample on the national law, is it because he has the title of a hero, he can kill people casually, as if nothing had happened? How lawless, how ruthless, more than 120 lives, kill when you say you say, even children, you tell me, this is a hero?"

"The Praetorian Guard is the army, the official weapon of the imperial court, and the needle of the country, and it is not possible to take you as a person in the rivers and lakes who commits rebellion?"

Seeing that the crowd was silently asked, the storyteller continued:

"You may not know it, although at that time, in a fit of anger, the Queen of Heaven promulgated the will to destroy the nine clans of the Xue family, but after that, her old man also felt that it was too implicated, which did not invite Lord Situ, who has been in charge of many years, to serve as the secretary of Dali Temple, and to try Xue Qinghou's case together with the three law divisions. ”

"But I didn't think about it, on the day of the winter solstice, the rebel Xue clan actually instigated the martial arts sects from all over the country to ambush our imperial army on the ground of Canglan Mountain!"

Excited, he slapped the table and said loudly: "Do you know how many people have been killed and injured by the Jiangning County Government?"

"How much?"

The listeners craned their necks, and were shocked by the news of such a rebellion, and their mouths grew up waiting for the truth.

The storyteller's face was sad and indignant, and the squeaky grinding of his teeth made people tremble, and together with the astonishing number of dead and wounded people he heard, he was chilled in his heart: "The two divisions of the Soldiers and Horses Division and the Fu Guard Army have killed 372 people, injured more than 2,400 people, and the team of more than 4,000 people has lost nearly seventy percent. ”

Rumble!

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, everyone exclaimed, all of them were shocked, incredible!

The old listener raised his head and cried out: "Thief, thief!"

The storyteller sneered: "You think this is the end?"

Also, everyone gasped again, yes, I heard that there were a lot of officials with them, right?

"In order to be able to smoothly escort the Qin prisoners into Beijing, Jiangning City has dispatched nearly 2,000 officials from various prefectures, counties and towns under the prefecture, all of whom are young people in their twenties, but when they arrive in Luoyang, there are only 749 people left!"

"Seven hundred and forty-nine!"

The storyteller pounded the desk emphatically, making a grief-stricken expression, and big tears were dripping from his eyes, and he was emotionally infected, and everyone who heard it was moved, and many people choked up, and the teahouse was full of grief for a while.

"The Xue family is really a traitor!" Some listeners couldn't help but feel sad and indignant in their hearts, and raised their arms and shouted.

"Woe to the country, woe to the country!" the old listener was even more tearful, and couldn't stop shaking his head.

"These people in the rivers and lakes are too inhuman. ”

"Yes, it's so pitiful, how many orphans and widows will have to spend the night in the future, what a sin. ”

"I think that I have been peaceful for many years, and such tragedies have happened one after another, and it is difficult to write about it, and it is difficult to write about it!"

"Could it be that the country is going to be in chaos and full of demons?"

"If Xue Chongju knew that his precious son had caused so many monstrous disasters, I don't know if he would have the face to meet the first emperor?"

"What Jiangbei heroes, I used to think that the Xue family was pitiful, but now it seems that I didn't know how many bullies there were in the Jiangnan area in the past, and even the army of the imperial court dared to kill, what else did they not dare, they simply wanted to rebel!"

Originally, there were still many people who were pitiful for the Xue family, but when they saw this scene, their hearts also swayed, no matter how they looked, the Xue family was unforgivable, and Xue Qinghou deserved it.

Such things, since Jiangbei and Jiangnan have entered Beijing one after another, they have been spread in Luoyang, sometimes talking about the tragedy in Canglan Mountain, sometimes mentioning the robbery and killing along the way in Jiangbei, in short, the Xue family is positioned as the source of disasters such as the Red Cloth Sect, Xue Qinghou is far better than Meng Liwu, Gu Muye and other heinous villains.

When the storyteller left, many tea customers followed him out, including the older listener, and three young people who were accustomed to agreeing, and the five of them only made eye contact when they went out of the door, and then went their separate ways, without showing how familiar they were.

It's just that he didn't go far before he ran into a carriage blocking the road, and then among the surrounding passers-by, there were seven or eight gray-clothed people who knew that they were extraordinary at a glance.

"Why is the gentleman in such a hurry to leave?"

There was a flirtatious voice from the ornate carriage, and it was conceivable that the person who spoke was a cynical boy.

"No matter how good the banquet is, there is a time to leave, if the son wants to hear tomorrow, please take advantage of it. ”

"Hey. The tone of the son in the carriage could not be refused: "It is better to choose a day than to hit the day, I see that Mr. has been talking happily in major teahouses recently, and there must be a lot of strange things, but my son likes to listen to stories the most." ”

The storyteller sighed with a grimace on his face, and finally compromised, "Okay then." ”

He saw that he was walking towards the carriage, but as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly stepped on the ground, and flew up, jumped onto the roof, and swept to the southwest.

"Catch him!"

expected that this person was not an ordinary person, but he didn't think that it would be so good, and the gray-clothed man who came back to his senses hurriedly chased after him.

In the face of this sudden situation, the owner of the carriage was very quiet, and only gave an order: "Keep up." ”

The groom who drove the car shook the reins and clucked, but he drove slowly, as if he was chasing people, and shopping was almost the same.