Chapter 239: Assassination in public
"I ask you whether you are a traitor or a good person?"
The oiran who played Taizu on the stage pointed at the white-faced traitor and shouted.
The tone is gentle, like the first call of an oriole.
The guests below burst into applause. The new oiran is not only beautiful, but her singing skills are comparable to those of famous actors in the theater.
It took Zhou Yi a long time to discover that the oirans in Chunfeng Tower not only used shilling to drive up prices, but if you look closely, you will find that all the oirans have their own characteristics, whether they are stature, temperament, skills, or their eyes are seductive and red. Beautiful lips.
Only in this way can you stand out from the crowd.
"Why can Taizu Opera be sung in Goulanli?"
Zhou Yi has always had a doubt. When he asked Zhang Cheng before, he couldn't explain it.
"I have seen it in the Cui family's collection. It is said that this kind of opera was compiled by Taizu himself. In order to promote it to the world, he invited famous actors and actresses at that time to sing on the stage in the palace."
"Because this matter hinders the majesty of the royal family, people are prohibited from discussing it. As time goes by, there are only a few isolated books that record it."
Cui Yuan hugged the girl from left to right, lowered his head and said to the girl: "This Miss Shishi is extraordinary. She has a secret affair with Taizu. Do you want to hear about it?"
"Cui Lang, tell me."
"Brother Yuan, Xixi wants to hear..."
The girls gathered around Cui Yuan, their eyes shining with anticipation.
"It turned out to be compiled by Taizu."
Zhou Yi waved his hand, and the Nine-Rank Lotus Platform of Merits hung over the stage.
The golden light shines, and a mysterious force is sensed escaping everywhere, similar to the power of incense but not exactly the same.
The ninth grade merit lotus platform is the most precious treasure for protecting the body. Sitting upright on the lotus platform, it will be invulnerable to all evils and ward off all evils. This treasure is extremely sensitive to merit, incense, etc. Even if there are only a few special powers produced by opera on the stage, it can still be sensed.
"Using the analogy of Shinto incense, the power of the will is scattered everywhere, and the gods on the surface have fallen, and the incense cannot continue to condense."
Zhou Yi was confused. He saw with his own eyes that Li Hong was hiding in the underground of the Demon Refining Cave. Even though his condition was very bad, it did not affect his ability to absorb incense.
Chen Ying on the side was drinking alone in depression, wondering why the steel and iron bones obtained through cultivation were not as good as the weak young master.
"It's better to be old and ugly Brother Zhang..."
At this time.
The madam twisted her waist and came over with a trace of fear on her face, followed by a middle-aged man.
"I've met Mr. Zhou."
After saluting, the man said to Cui Yuan: "Fourth Master, please go home."
Cui Yuan snorted coldly: "What home do you want to go back to?"
The man replied: "Of course it's the Cui family."
"Where's the Lord Chamberlain outside?"
"The two adults happened to have an emergency at home, so they went to deal with it first."
The man took a step closer and said in a deep voice: "Young master, please don't refuse. The fourth master has been reprimanded by the head of the family and is being punished by kneeling in the ancestral hall."
Cui Yuan glanced at Zhou Yi and found out that his old god was there, and he suddenly felt confident in his heart.
"You go and wait outside first. I will go back when I am free."
"Must be now!"
The man stretched out his hand to grab it. The infuriating energy was so powerful that it was difficult for Cui Yuan to move.
"Where did the barking dog come from?"
Chen Ying dodged and punched the man.
Thump thump thump!
The two of them each took three steps back, and the man let out a cry of surprise. He was at the fourth level of martial arts and practiced the Cui family's superior martial arts.
This young man looks like he is only in his twenties, and his aura will be at the fifth level. Could it be that he is born with divine power?
Chen Ying circulated his energy and asked: "Brother Yuan, who is this guy from the Cui family?"
"Just a groom."
Cui Yuan said angrily: "As a groom, you dare to attack your master. The whole Cui family is full of villains like the following."
"shut up!"
The man's voice was like thunder, and his figure changed in several directions, but Chen Ying easily resisted them all.
Chen Ying's zhenqi was inferior to that of a man, but he copied the True Immortal Taoist Scriptures every day, and his spiritual perception was far beyond the same level. He also fought life and death on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang, and he was not at all inferior in a fight.
After dozens of moves in a row, there was no winner or loser.
When the guests saw the fight, they either took advantage of the chaos and ran away without paying, or watched the fun from a distance.
Cui Yuan asked slightly nervously: "Brother Zhou, brother Chen, can you do it?"
"Just watch."
Zhou Yi drank slowly and glanced at the old man standing at the door.
The guests coming in and out naturally avoided the old man in astonishment and subconsciously ignored his presence.
boom!
Chen Ying was one step ahead, and the man flew several feet backwards, fell on the street and fainted.
"Yes, the Chen family has a talented person."
The old man clapped his hands and praised, but his voice was only heard by Zhou Yi and the others. The other guests in the building dispersed one after another, seeing that there was no more excitement to see.
"Mr. Cheng!"
Cui Yuan's face tightened and he said: "Brother Zhou, this is the Cui family's Mengxue teachings. The third grade of words establishes the fate of a great scholar."
Cheng Jiaoyu said: "Cui Yuan, I was entrusted by Mr. Cui to take you back to the Cui family for punishment."
"Mr. Cheng, you are the only one in the Cui family who treats me equally. I am very grateful."
Cui Yuan said: "This junior just wants to survive. Is that wrong?"
"You were born as a member of the Cui family, and you died as a ghost of the Cui family. You have enjoyed the glory and wealth, so it is appropriate to die for the family. Capture them without mercy!"
Cheng Jiaoyu waved his hand and grabbed Cui Yuan.
"Mr. Cheng didn't take Mr. Zhou seriously!"
Zhou Yi pointed out a few words, broke down the Confucian magic, and said: "Why don't you come in and talk?"
"I can't stand this dirty place!"
Cheng Jiaoyu said: "I have long admired the name of Mr. Zhou as the master of alchemy. There are many alchemy classics in the Cui family library. Mr. Ren can read them. Why should he offend the Cui family for this rebellion?"
"Oh? What Mr. Cheng means is that Pindao cannot afford to offend the Cui family?"
Zhou Yi said with arrogance: "Cui Yuan, I'm safe!"
"Be polite first and then attack with force. This is the way!"
Cheng Jiaoyu stood outside the door and performed more than a dozen Confucian techniques in succession.
"Noisy!"
Zhou Yi waved his hand, and dozens of high-quality magic weapons blasted past, and Cheng Jiaoyu disappeared in an instant.
After a long time, a voice came from Youyou.
"As expected of a master of alchemy, he is so extravagant. Cheng will tell Mr. Cui truthfully."
The guests were still talking about Chen Ying's martial arts prowess, but they had no idea that there were experts in the art of refining the gods. No matter Zhou Yi or Cheng Jiaoyu, once they failed to control the power of their magic, the entire Chunfeng Tower instantly turned into ruins.
Cui Yuan stood up and saluted: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou."
Fortunately, he didn't stay in the Demon Slaying Division waiting to die. The Cui family could even buy into the inner chamberlain, not to mention the Demon Slaying School Captain.
The Cui family has been inherited for three thousand years, and the overlapping relationships are so intertwined that there is almost no place that cannot be connected.
"Little things."
Zhou Yi continued to drink and listen to music indifferently. The Cui family could not protect themselves and had no time to cause trouble for him.
When Emperor Jingtai inspected the land, he was not trying to compete with the wealthy families for power as others thought. He wanted to fill them into the Demon Refining Cave from the beginning. The asymmetry of information between the two sides made the wealthy families just sit back and obey without being able to fight for power. Anyway, Emperor Jingtai didn't have the dream of living a good life for a few years.
"Tsk, tsk, Brother Zhou, you are so generous."
Chen Ying looked envious and said: "My father only has a high-quality magic weapon. He keeps it as a treasure on weekdays. You have bought more than a dozen of them... Do you think I have the talent for alchemy?"
Zhou Yi said: "If you can give up women's sex and study alchemy with me for fifty years, you can achieve something."
Chen Ying shook his head repeatedly: "Then what use do I need to make alchemy?"
Cui Yuan's eyes flashed with envy. It was a great opportunity to study with an alchemy master. It's a pity that he has no cultivation level and can't even control the elixir fire, so how can he talk about refining elixirs.
The girls surrounding Cui Yuan all became unwell and dispersed, leaving him alone.
The man has made it clear that Cui Yuan is no longer the son of the Cui family, but has become a sinner, so how can he dare to taint it.
"Master Cui, this is the fifty-year-old pear blossom white you want."
The maid came over with the wine, and the moment she put the wine bottle down, a dagger was drawn from her sleeve.
The blade of the sword was blue, obviously smeared with deadly poison.