Chapter 32 The Secret Under the Qingfeng Restaurant
Just when Qingfeng Restaurant’s ‘luck draw’ was in full swing.
Qingyun County, County Government Office Hall.
The grandpa of Qingyun County, dressed in plain clothes, was looking at the report in his hand with one hand and stroking his short beard with the other. There was a trace of smile on his face, and he said interestingly: "It's rare, this Qingyun Literary Society has already
It has not been this lively in many years, but I didn’t expect that the competition would be so fierce this year. It’s so harsh, who do you think will be the winner of this year’s literary competition?!”
After speaking, the county magistrate passed the report in his hand to a man in soap clothes behind him.
This man is about in his early thirties, has a square appearance, a straight back, and exudes a sense of righteousness.
This man is none other than the number one arrester in Qingyun County, Harsh.
Yan Qian can be regarded as a master of painting and literature. He is also good at writing large calligraphy and painting. His brush strokes have always been vigorous, sharp and upright, so many people have been willing to pay a lot of money for a painting of the central hall from him. Unfortunately, Yan Qian cherishes his reputation, and they all
Declined.
Fang Zixu had asked him to help him stand up and promote the event. He was just repaying the kindness he had received from Fang Qingyuan in the Wen Palace of Daming Prefecture in his early years.
But when it comes to dealing with people, he has always been impartial, fair and selfless.
Yan Yan took the report and took a look at it. It was the ranking of the literary list that had just been sent from the Confucian Saint Temple.
I think it was because the changes happened so quickly last night that the head catcher on duty felt uneasy and reported the matter.
After reading the report, a rare emotion of surprise appeared on his strict and meticulous face, but this emotion quickly flashed away, and then he said solemnly: "This "Liao Zhai: A Chinese Ghost Story", overnight
He actually chased me, I guess there must be some action from Qingfeng Restaurant."
"That's right, I got the news this morning that it was the literary cultivator 'Susheng Xiaomeng' from Qingfeng Restaurant. The rare thing is that he is a literary cultivator with three majors: calligraphy, piano, and painting. He was there last night
He made a big move in the restaurant. Not only did he come up with a "theme song", but he also drew portraits of the characters in his story book. He also used this as a reason to hold a "lottery" activity, so that his book scores could be
So much has been caught up in one night!”
The county magistrate spoke in an orderly manner, and there was a rare hint of appreciation in his eyes.
After all, it is not easy to have an outstanding literary cultivator in Qingyun County. What is even more rare now is that this literary cultivator has such an outstanding foundation in piano and painting.
If such figures appear in Qingyun, if they can achieve something in the future, Qingyun County will also have a bright face!
Moreover, he had also seen the new "martial arts" work that was making a fuss all over the city some time ago.
Although the stories of the new genre are about warriors, they contain the great sentiments of "the great chivalrous man". A literary cultivator with such a structure and ambition is worthy of his high regard.
Hearing Yan Yan's words, he couldn't help but nodded and said seriously: "If that's the case, there's nothing surprising. And I've read his book itself. It's indeed a good story with a novel structure and a new approach. He can win the championship.
First of all, that’s as it should be!”
"Haha... But I heard that you were promoting Fang Zixu before. Are you afraid that if this 'Susheng Little Dream' wins, you will lose face?!"
The county magistrate had a good relationship with Yan Yan, and even started teasing him.
Yan Yan replied directly: "Those who are talented will live here. I am helping Fang Zixu just to repay the debt of being taught by Fang Qingyuan. This has nothing to do with winning or losing the literary meeting. By the way, if you ask me to come today, it will not be...
Just to talk about this."
When it came to business, the county magistrate slowly put away his smile, and then said sternly: "Last time there was an assassination of the demon cultivator, I don't know how your investigation went, but do you have any clues?"
Yan Yan replied: "Sir, the identity of the demon cultivator has been confirmed. He is a sheep demon. He has about a hundred years of cultivation. His strength is only equivalent to a first-grade scribe. He has been active in the next county before, so there are some records.
.”
"Since he used to appear in the neighboring county, why did he suddenly appear in our Qingyun County now? Have you ever thought about this problem?"
The county magistrate's expression was calm, but his tone suddenly became more profound, and there seemed to be something else in his words.
Yan Qian's mind suddenly moved and he said, "What do you mean, sir...is that thing under the Qingfeng Restaurant?!"
The county magistrate then stood up, clasped his hands behind his back, looked up at the blue sky above his head, and said slowly: "More than a thousand years ago, the Confucian sage came to Qingyun and killed all the evil spirits within a hundred miles. That's how we came to be."
Qingyun is a peaceful place. There are also some unofficial historical records that the Confucian sage once suppressed a great demon here. However, the records are unclear and it is very old, so everyone thinks this is just a rumor.
But who would have thought that this rumor is actually true!"
Yan Yan obviously also knew about this unofficial history. After hearing the words, he said: "Ten years ago, when I was first transferred to Qingyun County, I heard about this unofficial history. Later, I also curiously explored it, but I never found anything. Until
Five years ago, I just broke through to the realm of scribes in my cultivation. When I was in a good mood, I went to Qingfeng Restaurant to drink. Unexpectedly, that night happened to be the night of the full moon. After I was drunk, I had a strange dream. I dreamed that there was a
The mysterious woman was calling me, but I could never see her figure. Later, an old man seemed to appear, holding Tianxian in his mouth, and shattered the evil charm on the spot, and I was able to wake up..."
"Afterwards, I was still shocked, so I investigated the Qingfeng Restaurant in many ways, and finally found some clues. It turned out that the Qingfeng Restaurant was actually the place where the Confucian sage suppressed the big demon. It was only a thousand years ago.
, the location of Qingfeng Restaurant was still just a barren mountain, but as time passed, the small village of Qingyun gradually expanded and gradually turned into a small county town, and finally included this place of suppressing monsters..."
Having said this, Yan Qian still felt that this matter was a bit ridiculous and couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
The county magistrate also looked embarrassed, and smiled and said: "Yes, who would have thought that the place where the great demon suppressed by the Confucian sage would end up in the county town. I learned about this from the former magistrate.
At the time, I thought it was a lie. Later, I asked, since I knew that the great demon was suppressed here, why didn’t I report it to the Capital of Gods and let the Capital of Gods send people to deal with it?”
"But your Excellency said that there are no saints in Daxuan Kingdom now, and that great demon is too powerful. Once it is born, no one in Daxuan Kingdom will be able to kill it, so we can only hide it, suppress it, and pretend that we don't know...
But now, the sheep demon suddenly appears here and attacks the people of Qingfeng Restaurant, so we have to be careful!"
"After all, when one parent is an official, one has to keep one parent safe."
"The Daxuan Kingdom bans demons, and this is not just talk..."
Having said this, the county magistrate's face became solemn, and he exuded an aura of literati's purity, and said seriously: "So no matter what, we have to guard Qingfeng Restaurant, and we must not let the demon have a chance to release the big demon below.
Come out, do you understand?!"
Yan Qian immediately clasped his fists and said resolutely: "Sir, I will definitely continue to investigate and try to kill the demons out of all the conspiracies and tricks, and prevent them from getting close to Qingfeng Restaurant!"
"Go for it!"
The conversation between the two ended.
The entire county government office remained calm as usual.
But who could have imagined that under this calmness, such a small county government in Qingyun County would be carrying so much pressure.
There is never peace in the world, it's just that someone carries the burden for us and blocks all the wind and rain!