Chapter 144 I don’t like to laugh by nature [ask for monthly votes! ]

"Law-abiding people are depressed every morning, while bullies are happy every night. Those who harm others for their own benefit ride on horses or mules, while those who are upright and fair go hungry. Those who repair bridges and roads are blind, while those who kill and burn are numerous."

"I went to the West Heaven to ask Buddha, and Buddha said, I have no idea either!"

Snapped!
In the teahouse filled with people, after reciting a rhythmic opening poem, the storyteller put down the wooden block and stroked his short beard.

"Dear readers, today we will not talk about anything else but the story of how the great general Ling Sansi pacified the East China Sea. As the saying goes, a dragon spear can calm the sea and the moon, and eight thousand tiger soldiers can capture the foreign king!"

After he finished speaking, he was still waiting for the cheers to start.

However, the audience did not buy it and many people booed.

"Ever since the news of the surrender of the Haiyue Nation came back seven days ago, teahouses and taverns throughout Longyuan City have been spreading the story. My ears are getting calluses from hearing it all the time!" Someone shouted, "If you don't tell me something new today, don't expect to get a reward!"

"That's right!" The person next to him echoed, "We listened to the entire book in the next door Xufengzhai two days ago, so don't repeat yourself."

The storyteller grinned secretly.

I didn't expect that in just a few days, my colleagues had already compiled the entire story and even made it more complete.

These days, my colleagues are working at an incredibly fast pace and it seems like there is no bottleneck in their creations at all. It’s really scary.

Fortunately, he was also an experienced old man, and he immediately said, "Then I will tell you something new, I guarantee you haven't heard it anywhere else!"

"Good!" The people below then applauded again.

The old man said, "Today we are going to tell a story about a mysterious immortal official who brutally killed a beautiful woman and Princess Fuyang died tragically on her bed. But everyone, let's make a promise. This story came out of my mouth and entered your ears. Don't spread it around. It involves palace secrets, and I'm afraid of getting into trouble."

"Princess Fuyang?" someone asked, "Wasn't it the prince consort who killed her? I just saw the prince consort beheaded in public at Caishikou yesterday."

"Hehe." The storyteller laughed strangely, "Or is it a secret? The prince consort was just taking the blame for someone else, because the real murderer has a very powerful background and is from a mysterious sect! If I didn't have some connections, I would have no way of knowing this."

However, some people still questioned, "Even if he is from the Xuanmen, can he get away with killing the princess? Your story is too bizarre."

There was no need for the storyteller to refute. A spectator on the side said, "The Xuanmen has the Xuantian Master in charge. Can Your Majesty really kill the disciples of the Xuanmen just because of an unpopular princess?"

The doubter said, "We have a great priest in the Yin Dynasty, and a million troops that can fight against the immortal realm, and we also have the blood of the Nine Dragons Returning to One Divine King! With so many means, even Master Zhanxuan is extremely afraid, otherwise how could the disciples of Xuanmen be so low-key? What's wrong with you? Do you really think that all the disciples of Xuanmen are immortals in heaven?"

Snapped!
There was another sound of wood pressing down on words.

"Hey..." The storyteller above stopped the two from arguing and said, "All your doubts are in the story. Just listen to me explain it in detail."

I have to say that this gentleman has a very solid foundation in storytelling, with many twists and turns and jokes, and the audiences were all laughing.

The owner of the teahouse listened behind the crowd for a while, and seeing that the response was good, he felt relieved.

He invited this storyteller to sit in the hall to attract popularity. If the old man did not perform well and could not make the audience happy, he would have to deduct money, so he watched him very strictly.

Turning around and looking around, the shopkeeper discovered a young man sitting alone in the corner. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a handsome face, and was dressed quite smartly.

The guest was now lowering his head, looking unhappy.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a little worried, so he leaned over and said, "Sir, why are you so unhappy when everyone is listening to the story? Do you think the storyteller is not funny?"

The young man looked at him, shook his head slowly and said, "I don't laugh because I don't like to laugh by nature."

……

This person was none other than Liang Yue, the newly promoted immortal official of the Zhuxie Yamen, the prince's companion, the founding disciple of the Taoist Shouyi, and the rumored illegitimate son of Liang Fuguo, the left prime minister.

He is also the protagonist of this story.

Halfway through the storyteller's tale, he stood up, left the table and walked out of the teahouse.

The long street was also full of jubilation, because Ling Sansi would be returning to the capital soon after the great victory in the East China Sea War. Twenty or thirty years ago, the people of the capital were used to the frequent news of victory, but now that peace has been going on for a long time, they haven't heard of such news for a long time. Maybe they are thinking of the glorious years in the past, so they are also particularly excited.

"It's outrageous." Liang Yue complained quietly as he walked onto the street.

The reason why he went to that teahouse was because Zhang Ji had confessed before that his master, who was very likely to be related to Jiuyang, often rested in this teahouse and chose to pass on information to him there every time.

The Evil Extermination Division could not find any trace of that man, so Liang Yue made a portrait based on the description of his appearance.

The portrait shows a middle-aged man in his forties, with cloud-like hair, a slight beard, a thin face and a protruding mouth, looking a bit mean.

Liang Yue would hang out here in his spare time, hoping to try his luck.

But there was nothing to gain.

It was reasonable to think so. The Nine Yang spies were well-informed and agile, and they could escape at the slightest sign of trouble. With such a big commotion in the princess's mansion this time, they should have hidden themselves long ago.

Liang Yue didn't have much hope for this.

Who would have thought that he had witnessed the old storyteller spreading rumors? Due to the mission, it was difficult to reveal his identity to stop him.

What the storyteller was talking about was the erotic rumors that were prevalent in the circle of the powerful and wealthy a while ago. However, with Zhang Ji being executed, the rumors died down. Who would have thought that they would be spread here today.

Maybe the storyteller had heard some rumors before and made up his own story based on them, but later he discarded them after the case was clarified, and he had no choice but to tell them again today. "Those people below are the same, how come people believe such outrageous rumors?" Liang Yue said to himself angrily.

It is true that Zhang Ji was blamed for killing the princess, but it was definitely not Liang Yue who was blamed, and it was even less likely that he did it out of fear of Xuanmen.

How could the Emperor of Yin Dynasty not dare to investigate the death of his own daughter because he was afraid of someone's power?
The Jiang family has been able to sit firmly on the royal throne for a thousand years, so they must have their own strength.

If the dynasty has no ability to restrict the fairyland, then it will become a puppet and the country will not be able to remain stable for a thousand years.

In fact, before the founding of the dynasty, the Jiang family was also a family of immortal cultivation with a heritage of tens of millions of years, and had an extremely profound foundation. This was why they had the strength to establish their power in the chaos of Jiuzhou.

After becoming the orthodox dynasty of Jiuzhou, with the support of the great priest Beiluo Shimen, the country became more stable.

But this does not mean that the human dynasty depends entirely on the protection of the high priest.

Just as a spectator said before, Yinchao has two means on the surface that can fight against the fairyland.

One is the formation, where a million-strong army can form a supreme killing formation.

The method of military formation can gather the power of millions of people in one place, gather the stars in the sky, and the brilliance can cover the stars and the moon.

Legend has it that if a million troops from Kyushu were to line up in battle formation, the generals in the formation would have the power to rival the gods.

Only a physique at the level of a god general could bear such a blessing, and it is unknown how long one can last before exploding and dying.

The second is the divine beast, the true dragon of the nine states returns to one.

Five hundred years ago, the Confucian sage had spent a lot of effort to help the Yin Dynasty royal family build nine large formations, one for each of the Nine Provinces, and invited nine real dragons as divine beasts of destiny to guard them respectively.

The true dragon is nurtured with the luck of the Nine Provinces. The true dragon practices and increases its cultivation, which can also make the luck of the earth and mountains and rivers stronger. The two promote each other.

These nine great formations have an ultimate secret method, which is that when the country is in danger, the descendants of the Divine King can forcibly summon the nine dragons and temporarily combine them into one.

This move is equivalent to combining the luck of the Nine Provinces into one place, and can also temporarily fight against the immortal realm.

Admittedly, the above two methods each have their own shortcomings.

Gathering an army of one million is difficult in itself. The current Yin Dynasty is considered to be a strong period in history, and the number of soldiers can barely be reached, but they are also needed to garrison the nine provinces.

If all the armies were to be gathered together one day, it would not only be a huge hassle, but the borders would also be empty. Unless the country is really going to be destroyed, they would not be able to ignore it.

The idea of ​​a million people forming a battle array only exists in legends and has never happened in reality.

Summoning the beast of luck means that the fate of the country will be shaken, and a war may destroy the luck of Kyushu for hundreds of years. Once the luck declines, floods, earthquakes, tsunamis, landslides...all kinds of natural disasters will follow.

Therefore, it is impossible to activate this method unless the country is destroyed.

But even if the cost is huge, this is a method that can make the immortal realm fearful, enough to make them unwilling to provoke a conflict with the dynasty easily.

Moreover, there are three great immortal realms in the world, which is a stable framework in itself. If any one of them makes a rash move and loses his cultivation, he will probably be swallowed up by the other two.

It can be said that as long as the overall situation in the human world remains unchanged, it is almost impossible for the gods to take action.

The secret to world peace lies in checks and balances.

Facing the fairyland in the world, the dynasty certainly does not have absolute suppressive power, but it must also have enough strength to be able to come to the table and participate in this game.

Liang Yue was also confused as to whether Emperor Mu Bei knew that Zhang Ji was taking the blame.

Because the Nanzhou gentry suffered a great loss in the matter of Mi Luoxiang, and killing Princess Fuyang was revenge, it is very likely that they will let the matter pass quietly at this time as a form of appeasement and compensation.

If Emperor Mu Bei knew the truth but acquiesced to this, then this is the only reason.

It is really outrageous to say that the emperor did not dare to offend Xuanmen even when his own daughter was killed. After all, they are just immortal officials of Xuanmen, not the Xuan Army stationed in Yin.

Liang Yue secretly thought to himself: "Next time I see that old man, I must find a chance to trip him up."

……

He walked back to the Zhuxie Yamen at a leisurely pace. As soon as he stepped through the door, he suddenly heard a loud bang from inside.

Boom——

There was a deafening noise, and a cloud of black mist rose up from the top of an attic.

"Enemy attack?" Liang Yue's movements suddenly became tense.

At this time, the old man with the rosacea at the door said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, it should be Miss Wei Jiu refining medicine again."

Liang Yue turned around and blinked in surprise, "Miss Wei Jiu's alchemy, is there such a big scene?"

During the few days he had been here, he had learned that the old man's surname was Qin, and that he had been guarding the gate here since the establishment of the Zhuxie Yamen, and was familiar with everyone.

"Hehe, I can tell you're new here." The doorman, Old Man Qin, smiled. "In the Zhuxie Yamen, only Miss Wei Jiu's alchemy would cause such a big scene."

(End of this chapter)