Song Wen once again disappeared early, and Paradise turned into a sea of hilarity, with singing and dancing, storytelling with music, and a slightly immature but addictive narrative drama...
Fengyang minor and Guandong minor were mixed into the story of Hongfu Night Run by Song Wen and Chun Niang. The unique first drama of the Song Dynasty quietly appeared... and it fascinated all the audience that night.
Song Wen sat in the small secret room again, observing the activities in Liang Shicheng's private room across the entire Paradise Stage, until the show ended... But the owner inside was just like those who were still unfinished outside, watching those people reluctantly.
The singers, dancers, musicians and theater actors came out to take a bow... and finally left surrounded by Liang Shicheng and several guards.
Song Wen stretched out his thumb... This was the simplest thumb distance measurement method he learned from an old squad leader in military training when he was an otaku in his previous life.
Open and close your two eyes respectively, and use the distance between your thumb projections... to finally get the approximate distance between yourself and the target!
About seventy-five meters! According to current terms, it is less than three feet away...
Song Wen raised his right hand and made a trigger-pulling motion! A crazy idea instantly occupied his mind... Do you want to get a hard crossbow?
One, or a few more! You can ambush a crossbowman on the top of the stage, and you can poison the tea... The crossbowman here should be the most deadly! You can also quench poison on the crossbow arrows... The blood will seal your throat.
There is no poison, but arsenic, mercury, snake venom and the like can still be found... Arrows, you can also do some designs on the arrows, hollow shafts, hollow arrows?
The thought was out of control. Song Wen began to quickly think of all the assassination arrangements, all possible loopholes and changes! Remedy plans and countermeasures... kerosene, arson! Hidden fences that can quickly seal the exit.
A burning substance that can quickly produce poisonous gas...gunpowder! A large amount of gunpowder is placed on a layer and wrapped with rusty broken iron nails and broken porcelain pieces! The porcelain jar is sealed, and a coil of incense is used as a delayed fuse...
Kill him!
Kill this bastard who only knows how to show off and enjoy himself! How many merchants and middle-class families have been forced to death by Hua Shigang? How many farmers and ordinary people who live and work in peace and contentment have been ruined by Gen Yue? Which of the six thieves in the Northern Song Dynasty was not carefully trained and indulged by him?
A vicious dog or tiger?
The Taojun Emperor... Huizong of the Song Dynasty! Zhao Ji! The emperor who was addicted to women and did not care about his reputation, the talented emperor who loved elegant calligraphy and painting and original calligraphy fonts, the garden emperor who loved music, singing and dancing and collected rare rocks, bamboos, flowers and plants... He killed hundreds of thousands
Thousands of people from the Central Plains led to the migration of clothes and clothes to the south, and countless emperors whose civilization in the Central Plains was destroyed!
By killing him, can the disgrace of Jingkang be avoided?
Song Wen held on to the small hidden window, breathing heavily and looking at the spacious window of the box in the distance, looking at the large and comfortable seat...imagining that he held his breath and lightly clasped his fingers, and then a crossbow bolt and lightning
Generally fly out!
The old man who took away Master Li lay softly on the seat, his brain mixed with blood flowing on the ground... Master Liang was so frightened that he peed his pants, and the guards were ashen when they saw him!
They are all doomed, destined to be beheaded by Ling Chi for their dereliction of duty...
Do you want to do this?
Suddenly, a shout woke Song Wen out of his meditation!
"I don't care, I want Xiaoyangchun to accompany me! If I ask Song Wen to come out, does it mean that I will not take my office seriously if I get along with Master Yinxiang?"
Gao Yanei...
Has this little bastard fallen in love with another young lady who doesn't have her hair combed back?
Gao Yanei... Gao Qiu... the forbidden army...
Song Wen gently lowered his arm. Is it really useful to assassinate Zhao Ji? If he kills him, he will be destined to be unable to come to the stage in his life! The crime of regicide is destined to have no foothold in this society where loyalty to the emperor is the core.
Earth...Lin Chong, Li Yan, An Daoquan, Zhou Tong...all these people will regard themselves as monsters and demons! They will definitely kill themselves to thank the world.
However, can killing Zhao Ji really avoid the humiliation of Jingkang?
Although Zhao Ji was the culprit responsible for the disgrace of Jingkang, the corruption of the Song Dynasty has penetrated deep into the bones! Can the imperial army of the Song Dynasty regain its fighting strength without Zhao Ji? Can the people of the Song Dynasty regain their bloody spirit without Zhao Ji?
Are our officials no longer corrupt?
is that useful?
Song Wen chuckled... Based on what he saw and heard, Jingkang's shame... was already unavoidable.
Song Wen sat on the floor and thought in the dark... The significance of Qingshan Village to him was extremely huge! These nearly a hundred orphans were all blank sheets of paper... Let him paint by himself! Whether he was loyal to the court or loyal to himself
, may leave hidden dangers... The best way is to let them be loyal to their beliefs, and then put yourself and their beliefs together!
These young people are their greatest asset... More than ten years later, when troubled times come, they will be able to lead more people who are unwilling to surrender, and they will grasp their swords and guns and follow them to fight a bloody way to survive!
As for Zhao Ji... In fact, the best way is to let him follow the original direction of history, so that he can watch himself lose his country, and watch his beloved concubine and queen being taken turns to be raped by the golden man... Himself
His ministers were beaten and humiliated like animals, and watched helplessly as he was stripped naked and crawling on the ground in sheepskins...until he died miserably in the ice and snow of Five Kingdoms City!
Wazi Street became more and more lively at night. Groups of customers went crazy and rushed into the seven brothels on Wazi Street, frantically looking for their favorite actors... singers, dancers and ditty singers who performed dramas!
Song Wen was envious of these men of the Song Dynasty. At least in this era, women who could show their faces in Goulanwashe and become stars...you could get them for a little money! And these star women were very professional and ethical, and they would not pretend to be innocent, ignorant, good family women.
It's okay to raise your status, but you can't pretend to be a sister and set up a memorial arch and then go out to deceive people...
This professional ethics is much better than that of those stars, beautiful girls and other little flowers in later generations...
At least the money spent by the top brother on the list can be exchanged for some real enjoyment.
Song Wen sat in the carriage and left Wazi Street from the alley, and went straight to a street corner a few streets away. Two men stood in the shadow of the corner and looked at Song Wen's carriage quietly. An Chun raised a lantern and waved it.
After a moment, a young man ran out from behind the man...it was Lin Chong.
"Brother, Master is already waiting inside."
Song Wen jumped off the carriage and quickly followed Lin Chong to a small hidden courtyard in the alley. In the courtyard, a spirited old man was waiting.
Song Wen bowed respectfully and saluted: "I have met the old hero Zhou!"
The old man was none other than Zhou Tong, the master of the Imperial Boxing Gymnasium in the capital who had a powerful reputation in Bianliang and retired from the Forbidden Army.
"Brother Song, long time no see! I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the orphans and widows who have been helped by you..."
"You're welcome, old man. Song Wen came from a poor background, so it's only right to do these things."
Zhou Tong nodded... "I checked the affairs of the Huazi Gang, and basically all the masters there are gone, and they are all dead. The leader of the Ma Gang is very grateful to you for his funeral."
Zhou Tong invited Song Wen to come to the house and sit down, while Lin Chong, An Chun and two martial arts masters from the Yuquan Hall were guarding the door.
Song Wen asked: "Who is behind the Ling'er Club? The forces behind it are not simple to be able to suppress such a big thing!"
Zhou Tong nodded: "It's strange, that group of people seems to be hiding very deep! At least there is no leakage on the official side. It is definitely not controlled by the powerful people in Bianliang... The powerful and high-ranking officials first look down on the Huazi Gang.
Secondly, if they want to get rid of Ma Laizi, they don't have to waste so much energy. They can use the Kaifeng Mansion and the Forbidden Army to uproot the Huazi Gang with just one handwriting!"
"A dragon crossing the river? They support Ling'er to integrate the entire beggar gang in Bianliang. They must have other purposes besides asking for money!"
Zhou Tong nodded: "So instead of guessing, I think it's better to take the leader of Ling'er Club and cut the mess with a quick knife..."
"Do you have any arrangements for the old hero? Song Wen is willing to help. As long as the expenses and other matters are covered, Song Wen can also go to Liang Shicheng to find some connections."
Zhou Tong shook his head... "The Jianghu is a matter of Jianghu. It is best not to alarm the officials and dignitaries until this matter is clarified. Tonight I am going to Nancheng to meet with the leader of Ling'erhui..."
"The old hero is the biggest Taishan Beidou in the Bianliang Jianghu. If they want to control the underground forces in Bianliang, you may be one of their targets... I'm afraid it's not safe to meet them rashly like this!"
Zhou Tong laughed loudly: "It is necessary to be cautious when traveling in the world, but once things are complicated and confusing, it is better to go straight in. If you want to touch me, Zhou Tong... it depends on how tough their minions are!"