On the first day in Suhang, Fangzheng slept in comfortably. However, when he got up and opened the door the next day, the first thing he saw was the face of a fair scholar.
"Who are you?"
Fangzheng's face suddenly fell. Other inns have beautiful waitresses. What do you mean by giving me a gigolo? I don't like this kind of person?
"Hello."
Seeing Fangzheng, the other party hurriedly raised his hands and bowed.
"I am Shen Wenbin from the Shen family in Suhang. I came to meet you."
"Do we know each other?"
Fangzheng raised his eyebrows and stared at the man in front of him. You can't make a connection like this. Who are you? Why did you come to meet me? I have tens of thousands of gold every minute.
"Well, this is the case. Young master, I heard that you want to invite the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe to Chang 'an to perform?"
"Yes, I have this intention."
Hearing this, Fangzheng most likely guessed the identity of the other party. Sure enough, he soon saw the young master bowing to Fangzheng again.
"To be honest, this Nanman Song and Dance Troupe is actually invited by me to celebrate my father's 80th birthday. If you are interested in the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe, why don't you come to the birthday banquet? You know, in order to celebrate the birthday this time, the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe has also arranged a new song and dance repertoire. It is worth watching. "
"Oh?"
Looking at the other party taking out the invitation and respectfully handing it to him, Fangzheng also narrowed his eyes. Of course, he understood why this person named Shen Wenbin would try to win him over. Although Fangzheng was incognito when he was patrolling incognito. However, when he booked the hotel, he had done so through the royal palace. Furthermore, he had booked a presidential suite. This information wasn't confidential. As long as he could find out, he could guess that Fangzheng was definitely an important figure in the royal palace.
Fangzheng had never heard of the Shen family of Su Hang, so he reckoned that they were probably a local tyrant. Naturally, they wouldn't dare to go against the imperial palace. They were probably afraid that Fangzheng would come looking for trouble, so they decisively sent an invitation to Fangzheng. Firstly, they wanted to show their respect. Secondly, they probably wanted to establish a good relationship with the imperial palace.
"Since that's the case, then I shall disturb you."
Fangzheng reached out and took the invitation. After flipping through it, he put it away. Upon seeing this scene, Shen Wenbin revealed a smile.
"Then, when the time comes, we will come to welcome you."
After saying this, Shen Wenbin immediately left the scene. Obviously, he knew how to be a good person.
Hmm …. Of course. Who would send someone to show off in front of the residents of the presidential suite? They were probably here to cause trouble.
After that, Fangzheng called the manager over during the meal and asked about the Shen family of Su Hang. Only then did he find out that the other party started off in the shipping industry and was now a big shot in the shipping industry in Su Hang. The old man, who was about to turn 80 this year, was a famous chivalrous person in Su Hang when he was young. He was eager for justice and had a good reputation among the people. This time, they were celebrating their 80th birthday. They even held a banquet for their neighbors to celebrate together. It could be considered a lively celebration in Hangzhou.
After the meal, Fangzheng had no intention of strolling around Hangzhou. Instead, he sat in the "bar" on the second floor and listened to the conversations of the customers. He also inadvertently learned about the follow-up content of the MP4 video he watched last night. He heard that the woman reported that her husband had been arrested, but her husband also reported that he found a robber in their house ….
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Each was more ruthless than the other.
As for Fangzheng, he wandered around until noon. Only then did he sit in the Shen family's carriage and leisurely head over to offer his blessings. Shen Wenbin naturally accompanied him on the way. Fangzheng introduced himself to him and said his name was Fangzheng. However, Shen Wenbin clearly did not connect the name to the reigning emperor.
This was to be expected. It must be known that Fangzheng called himself 'Emperor' to the outside world. It was just like a stage name. If you said Lu Xun, everyone knew who you said, but if you said Zhou Shuren, everyone would not know who he was. Therefore, even if Fangzheng said his real name, this young man did not have the slightest impression of it.
When he arrived at the Shen family, Fangzheng also met the old man who was rumored to be celebrating his 80th birthday. He was indeed a very straightforward person and had a bit of the heroic spirit of a martial artist. Seeing that Fangzheng came to congratulate him empty-handed, he did not think much of it. Instead, he welcomed him with a smile.
But for Fangzheng, it was not the same.
Because as soon as he entered the banquet hall, he saw a few annoying people — — bald people.
"Young Master Shen, who are those people?"
Fangzheng pretended to be curious on the surface. After he sat down, he asked Shen Wenbin. It was obviously not the first time Shen Wenbin heard someone ask, so he quickly gave a familiar answer.
"Young Master Fang, those are holy monks from the Western Regions …"
"Are they also here to congratulate your mother on her birthday?"
"That's not it. My mother felt very inspired after listening to their preaching, so she invited them to our house as guests. Coincidentally, it was my father's 80th birthday, so they were all at the table. "
"Oh, I see."
Fangzheng nodded and did not say anything more. He just looked at the bald people at the table with a smile. In fact, he had already begun to think about when and where to kill these damn evil cultists.
For Fangzheng, he did not need a reason to kill Buddhists, but he did need a reason to let them live.
However, he did not expect these evil cultists to have infiltrated this place.
Looking at the monks at the table chanting with their eyes closed, Fangzheng's eyes turned cold. He had been busy climbing up the technology tree recently, so he had forgotten about the disgusting religious victory method in the civilization. Because Fangzheng strictly stipulated that those who joined the Public Cabinet were not allowed to join the Church, nor were they allowed to do business, he had forgotten about this …
But what's so great about the religious victory method? I'll just nuke the place!
After that, more and more people came to the banquet. The others had obviously noticed the presence of the monks at the table. From time to time, someone would ask them about their background. As for the bald donkeys, they just sat there in silence and pretended to be reserved, just like a green tea bitch. In their hearts, they wanted to lure men into the trap, but on the surface, they had to act like a little lamb, showing that they were pure, harmless and kind, so that they could not bully them.
In fact, it was already dark and stinky inside.
The process of the birthday celebration went smoothly. Grandpa Shen was a man of the pugilistic world, so he did not like to be courteous. He was already very happy to hear that guests had come to congratulate him. So, not long after, when the sky was just getting dark, the Southern Barbarian Song and Dance Troupe immediately appeared in front of everyone.
When the crowd saw this troupe of different shapes and sizes, they widened their eyes and began to watch curiously. Fangzheng sat at the side with a glass of wine in his hand, looking at the song and dance troupe in front of him with a smile without saying a word. The reason why he accepted Shen Wenbin's invitation was mainly because he wanted to carefully observe this song and dance troupe and see where the demonic aura came from.
Soon, the Nanman Song and Dance Troupe began to perform again under everyone's gaze. Perhaps it was because the birthday boy this time was from the underworld, they didn't perform the previous lovey-dovey love scene. Instead, it was a scene of brave men fighting against evil dragons.
Of course, there were no dragons or slimes here. The main story was about a hero of the Southern Barbarian tribe fighting a monster from the local myth and legend.
In the beginning, the singing and dancing were still normal, but Fangzheng soon discovered that the originally well-hidden demonic aura began to gradually diffuse.
What's going on? Could it be that this song and dance troupe was just in disguise in the restaurant before, and now they revealed their true colors?
Of course not. The reason for the demonic aura leakage … was the group of bald donkeys.
Fangzheng turned his head and glanced at the group of bald donkeys. They were still sitting in the same place with their hands clasped together, their heads lowered, and their mouths were muttering to themselves. Others didn't know what they were doing, but Fangzheng clearly felt that this group of monks was chanting scriptures, and it was scriptures specifically for monsters …
"Dong dong dong! Dong dong dong! "
The Southern Barbarian Song and Dance Troupe also seemed to notice that something was wrong. Their drumming became more and more rapid, and their dancing became more and more intense. They tried to use this method to fight against the scriptures of the monks, but unfortunately, the scriptures of the monks seemed to restrain the demonic magic of these monsters. Soon, Fangzheng saw that some people in the Southern Barbarian Song and Dance Troupe were showing signs of being unable to hold on.
"Hmph."
Seeing this, Fangzheng's eyes turned cold. He stretched out his hand and flicked the wine glass lightly.
"Ding — —"
This soft sound was almost inaudible in the banquet hall, but it was like a heavy hammer that directly smashed into the hearts of the monks and instantly disrupted their chanting!!
At this moment, the bodies of the monks trembled slightly. Then, their faces turned deathly pale. However, they could be considered to have some cultivation. Their faces only turned pale for a moment before returning to normal. Even so, they didn't dare to continue chanting. They just lowered their heads and pretended to be dead in silence, as if nothing had happened.
On the other side, the Southern Barbarian Song and Dance Troupe immediately returned to normal after losing the suppression of the annoying bald donkey. Soon, Fangzheng felt that the spreading demonic energy disappeared again, and it didn't take long for it to disappear again.
After that,
In the cheerful applause of the crowd, the Southern Barbarian Song and Dance Troupe completed the performance perfectly, and then quickly retreated. Of course, they couldn't just perform this once. According to the idea of the Shen family, the 80th birthday of the old man should be celebrated with the people. Next, the Southern Barbarian Song and Dance Troupe would perform all over the city of Hangzhou … Of course, this was all paid for by the Shen family.
However, just as the Southern Barbarian Song and Dance Troupe was about to leave, the monks moved and wanted to stand up — — but before they had time to do anything, an invisible pressure fell directly from the sky and pressed them back into the chairs.
The Southern Barbarian Song and Dance Troupe also seemed to be aware of the danger. Fangzheng saw that their leader glanced at the monks with a slightly uneasy expression, then he quickly turned around and left the banquet hall with the others. The monks stared in the direction where the Southern Barbarian Song and Dance Troupe left, looking very regretful.
Could it be that this song and dance troupe has something to do with those bald donkeys?
Seeing this, the corner of Fangzheng's mouth slightly raised.
It seemed that things had become interesting.
(End of this chapter)
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