The female emperor fights, captures Yang Yuhuan at the beginning

Under the stage is an open space about twenty feet square, and at this time some workers have already started to clean up the tables and chairs.

Seeing this, Qin Lang didn't stay any longer. Instead, he entered a three-story teahouse next to him, chose a private room near the stage, and threw one ten taels of silver ingots to Xiao Er, which was regarded as taking over the private room.

Good tea, snacks, fruits, and snacks are all available. Qin Lang grabbed a handful of melon seeds and lay on the bench, eating melon seeds boredly, and fell asleep after kowtowing.

When he woke up, it was already sunset, and Dian Wei sat on the stool facing the door without moving for a whole day.

Seeing Qin Lang wake up, Dian Wei stood up and moved his stiff limbs.

"I slept very well this time, I must be hungry, call Xiao Er to come over."

Dian Wei rubbed his stomach, he was indeed hungry, although there was some food on the table, he hadn't moved at all for so long.

When Qin Lang was resting, he had to work hard. It was his only duty to protect Qin Lang's safety.

Xiao Er was called in by his attendants, and Qin Lang threw another silver ingot: "Three roasted lambs, three roasted suckling pigs, three servings of chicken, duck, goose and other meat, and other good dishes."

After Xiaoer left, Qin Lang said, "I've got enough meat and drink, and I'll let you rest for three days after finishing this errand, and go to the wine shop to have a few days of drinking with Mei Jiao Niang."

With Qin Lang's words, what kind of bicycle does Dian Wei need, as long as he has meat.

It didn't take long for the meat and vegetables to be served one after another, and Qin Lang ate a few mouthfuls before being attracted by the sound from the direction of the stage.

It was getting late, and the lights around the stage began to be lit. Many people had already come to the stage, and the scenery on the open-air stage had also begun to be arranged.

One could faintly hear the babbling of an actor backstage when he opened his voice.

The good show is about to begin.

Chapter 021: Sword Slashes the Lover?

The smell of meat in the house, coupled with the delicious Dian Wei, makes people feel hungry just looking at it.

But this time he came out to find talents, and Qin Lang's mind was not on these foods.

When I was young, night fell, the stage was already brightly lit, and the audience was overcrowded and noisy.

The twelve square tables were already full, and the waiters were not busy carrying teapots among them.

Except for the square table with the best position, the rest of the place was also full of crowds, men, women and children crowded together, laughing, laughing and cursing endlessly.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Three gongs sounded, and the noisy scene immediately quieted down. A graceful figure appeared on the stage, and a crisp opera voice began to announce the curtain.

There are three big dramas in the evening, the opening is the Fenghuo drama princes, followed by the biography of Daji, and finally the finale of Farewell My Concubine.

Qin Lang, who had never heard of a play on such an occasion, was very interested, which was quite new to him.

And so far, Qin Lang has not guessed who the second person recommended by Xun Yu is, which makes Qin Lang even more curious. It is really a skill to find hidden talents from this troupe.

Although the teahouse where Qin Lang was located was far from the stage, it had a higher location, so he could enjoy the performance on the stage better.

With the sound of a gong, the first big show started. The protagonists appeared on stage one by one, singing and dancing, with professional costumes and musicians. Looking at the lively scene, Qin Lang was in a good mood.

Such a prosperous scene in one's own city means that the people can live and work here in peace and contentment, and their lives are not poor.

As the owner of the city, no one would be unhappy seeing such a scene.

Back on the stage, the stories of the princes of the Fenghuo Opera were vividly interpreted, the characters had distinctive personalities, and the lines were more down-to-earth, without being overly literal, and more of the vernacular that the public could understand. Fascinating, the protagonist raises his hand and stops, every word can affect everyone's emotions, it is really exciting, just like being there.

I don't know how long it took, but the three plays were finally over. Qin Lang also regained his thoughts from these three stories, watched the crowd disperse under the stage, and took Dian Wei's attendants to sit at the square table in the middle of the stage. .

The reason why he sat down with a clear goal was because Qin Lang found the second person recommended by Xun Yu.

This person was also watching a play, but when the crowd dispersed, he remained indifferent, just sitting on the bench, staring at the empty stage dreamily.

It seemed that his thoughts hadn't escaped from those few paragraphs of the story, it was more like going deep into it, becoming a character in the story, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

Qin Lang just sat quietly by the side, eating melon seeds, while looking at the disheveled middle-aged man in front of him.

After a long time, the man slowly came back to his senses, and suddenly saw the buttocks of the people around him tilted in fright, the whole body was unstable, one side of the stool was tilted up high, and it slid directly to the ground, and his chin hit the table, almost knocking his mouth open. Teeth knocked out.

Qin Lang couldn't stop laughing when he saw this: "I'm so fascinated by watching it, I don't even know if the people sitting next to me are crazy about drama, or really crazy?"

The man glanced at Dian Wei standing behind Qin Lang, who dared to get angry, got up quickly, ignored Qin Lang's question, patted his buttocks and was about to leave.

Qin Lang was not in a hurry, looked at the man who turned and left and said with a contemptuous smile: "Well, I thought he was an unworldly talent, but he turned out to be a libertine with no eyesight, acting like an old theater fan , in fact, he was fantasizing about having sex with that Tsing Yi, it's simply nasty! Such a person, don't mind, go away~"

After Qin Lang said that, he was about to get up and leave. The man who had just walked two steps turned around and looked at Qin Lang's face and clothes carefully, feeling shocked and afraid, ashamed and angry.

He is indeed obsessed with that Tsing Yi in the theater troupe, as long as there is a Tsing Yi play, even if he doesn't drink, he will save money and sit in the best seat to support him.

Although the other party is just a low-level actor, naturally he cannot be compared with him in terms of status.

But the world is real, people's status is low, but the huge theater troupe makes a lot of money every day.

And him?Although he was born as a scholar, he is also a poor scholar of the lowest class. He does not have the support of a big family, and he does not have a wealth of wealth to allow him to make friends with powerful people.

What happened to him now corresponds to that sentence, if you are poor, you are poor, and you are still fucking lustful.

Every time he goes to the theater, besides admiring Tsing Yi's singing, he also fantasizes about having sex with Tsing Yi. If he really can't come, it's okay to daydream.

Unexpectedly, this thought would be exposed by the stranger in front of him, and his heart had already turned into anger from embarrassment. If he was not afraid of the strong man like that hill, he would have opened his mouth to curse.

"Brother's fallacies, how can a gentleman behave in such a nasty way? Listening to what my brother said, it seems that he came here specially to find me?"

Qin Lang pretended to leave, waved his hand and said, "So what if you are, so what if you are not, a person who refuses to admit his mistakes will not have a big heart, let alone a great talent, let's just say goodbye. When I'm not here."

The man rolled his eyes when he heard the words, remembering the letter he had handed to his fellow villager Xun Yu earlier, could it be that the person in front of him is the living god emperor rumored by the people?

If it weren't for the God Emperor, how could he directly poke at the deepest secret in his heart?

With a plop, the man knelt on the ground with his forehead bumping loudly.

"The villain has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai. He doesn't know the master is here. He deserves death. I hope the master will give me a chance. If I still can't enter the master's eyes, I can die with peace."

Originally, Qin Lang was deliberately using words to provoke the other party, but now that the other party knew his mistake, Qin Lang had also reached a higher level, let's test whether this so-called talent has a unique vision.

"Since that's the case, why not give you a chance to convince yourself. Since you are obsessed with that Tsing Yi, let's talk about the three women shown in that Tsing Yi today."

Qin Lang sat back at the square table again, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and knocked them up playfully. He gave different evaluations to these three women, and regardless of whether they were right or wrong, they only commented on whether their angles were tricky or not.

The man kneeling on the bluestone slab raised his head and smoothed his messy hair, pondered for a while and said: "I thought that Baosi was a concubine who was very talkative, let alone a demon concubine. The feudal princes used tricks to make Bao Si happy, but in fact Bao Si was not really happy, the reason why she laughed was because of ridicule, even irony..."

"That Daji may have vicious thoughts, eliminate dissidents, harm loyal people, and use unscrupulous means, but it cannot be said that she is a poisonous woman who harms the country and the people, let alone the fox demon in the romance, but Di Xin is obsessed with meat pools and has cultivated a dissolute and immoral character. Daji is just doing what she likes..."

"The concubine Yu, who has been sung by all the people, is actually the only bane that ruined the great cause of the overlord. If it weren't for this childhood sweetheart, concubine Yu, at least Xiang Yu would be able to rule the river with Liu Bang in his life, and he would never end in the dismal end of Wujiang's suicide ..."

After listening to the man's long speech, Qin Lang snorted coldly, kicked the man in the face, and left with Dian Wei and others.

Before leaving, he said coldly: "Since you know that the beauty is not the fault of the beauty, but you want to abandon the clear and muddy, cocoon yourself, and want to take revenge, you should know how to do it."

The man couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, and then he kowtowed three times: "My lord, wait a moment, wait a moment."

Not long after, Qin Lang heard a burst of loud noises and desperate calls for help, and then the sounds of being chased and beaten by countless people and calling for help.

"My lord, the villain is playing Zhicai, I have killed the person I like, please think again, and give the little one a chance to take the blame and make meritorious deeds..."

Chapter 022

Qin Lang didn't expect Xi Zhicai to be so decisive. It's not something that anyone can do casually.

The guards came to report that the actor in Tsing Yi was seriously injured. Fortunately, there were quite a few people in the troupe at that time, and Xi Zhicai was a weak scholar, so he did not hurt his vitals with his panic attack.

If the woman was really beheaded for no reason, Qin Lang would still feel a little nervous in his heart, the person is not dead, and the attitude is up, no matter whether Xi Zhi did it on purpose for him to see, Qin Lang is still satisfied with this answer sheet.

However, capital crimes can be avoided, and living crimes cannot be escaped. It is still necessary to give this cruel guy a little color.

Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Qin Lang ordered Dian Wei to lock Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai in the dungeon, one for each, so that they could have someone to talk to.

They only gave them simple tea and light food, not a drop of wine. Qin Lang wanted to see if these two ridiculous geniuses could get rid of their obsessions.

Qin Lang didn't want these two wizards to have a short-lived fate following him.

Dian Wei took a few days off to take a bath, went back to the wine shop at night to spend time with that beautiful lady, and went to the dungeon during the day to pull the two sick people out to practice.

According to Qin Lang's request, not to mention the tricks Zhicai and Guo Jia trained to become warriors capable of fighting the enemy, at least they had to be muscular and strong.

For seven days in a row, Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai were trained from morning to night by the burly Dian Wei on the playground of the City Lord's Mansion. If they wanted to be lazy, they would be beaten up.

Qin Lang didn't see the two of them either, he just occasionally took a few glances from a distance and stopped asking.

At nightfall, the two who had adapted to the daily practice returned to the dungeon exhausted. Even simple food and drink were delicacies from mountains and seas for them.

Xi Zhicai picked out a piece of dry grass and picked his teeth, looked at Guo Jia who was sitting in meditation and asked: "Feng Xiao, haven't I seen you clamoring for a drink in the past few days? Is this quitting?"

Guo Jia opened his eyes slightly, and said angrily: "Brother Zhicai, don't mention the word wine, those wine worms in my belly have passed away to bliss, and now all they think about are meat..."

"Hey, let's not talk about food, let's talk about the lord?"

Speaking of Qin Lang, Guo Jia was even more helpless: "I didn't even see the city lord face to face, and I was knocked out by Dian Wei. These days, I only see the city lord's figure occasionally, and I have no chance to communicate with the city lord at all. Whether you can get into an official position or not, brother Zhicai has a lot to do."

Xi Zhicai knew that Guo Jia was teasing him, scratched his messy hair, and said thoughtfully: "My dear brother, do you know that Fengyu City was originally just a remote town?"

"Isn't this a well-known legend? Could it be true?"

Guo Jia pretended to be stupid, and had a lot of talent for acting, so he didn't fall for Guo Jia's tricks at all, so he changed the subject directly: "I see that my lord is still young, and he is only at the age of a weak crown. He looks approachable, but in fact he has a big heart." , not to mention the descending of the gods, but also the unworldly heroes who are once in a thousand years, if you and I can follow, the future achievements will be limitless."

Although he had never met Qin Lang, Guo Jia had heard a lot of folk rumors, but he didn't believe in ghosts and gods. This method of manipulating public opinion must be done by a master.

Xun Yu, a fellow villager, had already gained a firm foothold. According to his understanding of Xun Yu, this kind of method must not have been done by Xun Yu, which meant that Qin Lang still had talents comparable to Xun Yu by his side.

He, Guo Jia, thinks he is full of economics, but compared to Xun Yu's talents in governing the country, he is still a bit reluctant. If he wants to gain a foothold here, he must show talents comparable to Xun Yu's.

Ever since he came to this remote place, Guo Jia has been comparing himself with Xun Yu. Until now, he has basically failed in governing the country.

To a certain extent, Xun Yu was like an insurmountable mountain, standing in front of him, unable to contend with it at all.

If you want to show off your talents, you must use a surprise to win, and this surprise cannot be a random surprise, it must be a surprise that will help you in a timely manner.

On the other hand, Xi Zhicai from his hometown, the two have known each other since they were young, and they are both famous scholars in Yingchuan. In terms of intelligence alone, Guo Jia feels that they will not lose to Xi Zhicai.

The problem is that the two have similar personalities, and their ideologies and strategies are somewhat similar, which will affect the future of the two.

Seeing that Xi Zhicai was always in high spirits these days, Guo Jia was somewhat worried.

"Brother Zhicai, what if the lord releases you and me to be in charge of a county?"

Xi Zhicai heard the words and said without hesitation: "Impossible, you and I are not in charge of practice, absolutely impossible."

Guo Jia asked again: "What about a county?"

"Let's not talk about a county, even the whole Qinzhou, it's not something we two can handle."

"A military strategist?"

"impossible."

"The position of military adviser?"

"Less likely."

"Then what can the two of us do?" Guo Jia said a little discouraged.

Xi Zhicai chuckled, he and Guo Jia have similar temperaments, but it doesn't mean they are exactly the same, he has a cheerful personality, thinks the best in the world, and doesn't have so many worries, and lives a relatively free and easy life.

Guo Jia is a little pessimistic, that's why he gets drunk all day long and lives in that illusory self-world. The attitudes of the two of them are completely different.

"Brother is just worrying too much. The official position is not your business. If the lord is wise and discerning, he will naturally give you and me a suitable position. As long as you become the lord's staff, we brothers will have a chance to show our strengths. Why do you think so much? It’s better to think about which Golan you will go to after you are released.”

As soon as he talked about Goulan, the sadness in Guo Jia's heart disappeared immediately. These few days of hard training not only made his weak body recover a lot, but his spirit was also much fuller.

In such a good state, it is natural to gallop thousands of miles to enjoy it. You don't need to eat meat, you don't need to drink alcohol, and you can't live without a woman like water.

Regarding the future, whether it is Guo Jia or Xi Zhicai, they are all extremely smart people. Naturally, they know that Qin Lang will accept them into the mansion, and they will definitely not be able to escape as an aide.

Otherwise, the head of the bodyguard would not have personally trained them. On the one hand, it would indeed help them exercise their bodies and minds, and on the other hand, it would also give them two a blow.

It's okay to be dissolute by nature, but not in the city lord's mansion, where public and private are clearly distinguished, so it can be used to great effect.

Unlike the laughing Langyu in the dungeon, Qin Lang, who had just had dinner and was walking in the backyard, finally received the battle report.

Xun Yu and Sima Yi were already waiting in the conference hall. Qin Lang waved his hand as he entered the door: "Let's talk about the battle first."

Xun Yu and Sima Yi glanced at each other, and then handed over the battle report and said: "Li Mu's army ran for thousands of miles, and last night they attacked Heze City overnight. They did not encounter much resistance and took it down smoothly. The city owner Yu Quan and his related people died in the battle. marauders."

"There are less than 3 defense troops in Heze City, and half of them died in the surprise attack. There are less than [-] residents in the city, and there has been no panic. I heard that it is the Qinzhou Heavenly Army. The cheers in the city continued, and the entire city was soon occupied."

"To capture Heze City, General Li Mu left [-] troops for Fazheng to remediate the city. He led an army of [-] troops to attack Shuize City early this morning. If the marching speed is fast, they will arrive tomorrow evening."

"The problem now is that Miyue of Zezhou and Cai Xuan, the lord of Fuze City, sent flying letters respectively. The words are fierce, and the lines are full of threats and abuse..."

After Xun Yu finished speaking, he handed the flying book to Qin Lang. The two thought that Qin Lang would be furious because of those words, but they didn't expect that Qin Lang would not be angry at all after reading it.