The premiere of "The Shocking Injustice of Dou E" ended perfectly!
The chain of contempt for watching the theater was closed immediately!
Those who watched it at the scene despised those who watched it in the teahouse, those who watched it in the teahouse despised those in Zhongjing who did not watch, and those in Zhongjing who did not watch despised those who could not even feel the atmosphere in other places.
Of course, there are subdivisions.
For example, among those who watched on the spot, those who sat down to watch despised those who watched standing; those who were in the first row in the tea house despised those who were in the last row; among the people in Zhongjing City, those who heard about it from the mouths of those watching on the spot despised those who watched in the tea house People hear it from people, and then everyone despises it from other places.
For a time, the enthusiasm for watching the show was high again!
So Chen Luo took out the rehearsal plan that he had prepared and handed it to Ye Heng. His Majesty the Daxuan Emperor issued an order on the spot, requesting that "The Injustice of Dou E" should be performed in Zhongjing for seven more performances, and then go on a nationwide tour after a rest. Suddenly there was thunderous cheers, and His Majesty the Emperor gained some points in the people's hearts.
Just a little troublesome.
In the capital city, "crying injustice" became popular after that, and you could hear people shouting "injustice" all the time. Nowadays, in this remote place, especially Kaifeng Mansion, these two words are the most unheard of. When officials were dispatched immediately to "make decisions for the people," they found out that they were all fake.
Of course, this is something.
At this moment, after Chen Luo and Luo Hongnu warmly hugged and congratulated each other on the success of the performance, they left a group of actors to accept His Majesty's reward. After finishing their work, they dusted off their clothes and got on the carriage back to the remote location.
On the carriage, Chen Luo realized the seven emotions he had just acquired.
Seven emotions: joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and surprise!
At the earliest time, Chen Luo got the feeling of "anger" after writing "Du Shiniang Angered and Sinked the Treasure Box", and later got the feeling of "joy" in "The Story of Cui Yingying Waiting for the Moon in the West Chamber".
Among them, the function of "anger" is to turn Chen Luo into a berserker, while "happiness" is to resist the attack of the divine soul, which has the effect of invigorating the divine soul.
After more than half a year, today in "The Injustice of Dou E that Moves Heaven and Earth", I feel "sadness" again!
It seems that this kind of opera story is more likely to resonate with people, thus giving rise to the seven-emotion supernatural power.
Sitting in the carriage, Chen Luo carefully understood the ability of "sadness". Like "anger" and "joy", they are irrelevant levels. "Sadness" can mobilize the emotions of living beings and make people recall the past events of "sadness". And indulge in this emotion. Under the influence of "sadness", even a small memory will be infinitely magnified.
However, when it is used, Chen Luo's heart pulse movement will stagnate. As the so-called sad heart, this is also the price of mobilizing other people's emotions.
"It seems that if it is not used for a long time, it can be used as a range interruption skill!" Chen Luo summarized it himself, and suddenly felt that it was much easier to understand.
Anger, joy, sadness!
Card collection progress: three sevenths!
After withdrawing his thoughts, Chen Luo looked at the Ducha Seal in front of him and pressed his temples with a headache.
Everything has just begun.
…
In Zhongjing City, in a remote house.
At this moment, the door was closed tightly. Even though the sun was shining brightly outside, the light in the main hall of the house was dim, and only the outlines of some figures could be seen vaguely.
"What do you think about the Metropolitan Procuratorate?" A voice sitting at the top said, his voice was low and had a thick nasal tone. …
"In addition to the power of supervising hundreds of officials announced by His Majesty today, as far as the bias office is concerned, it is more like a yamen that specializes in handling people's complaints against officials." A female voice said, "At present, it seems that there is no difference between us and the saints of the aristocratic family. A direct and powerful relationship.”
"What Mrs. Hua said is really to comfort herself." Another fat figure said, "Chen Luo's move is to attack the outside world!"
The person above nodded slightly: "Mr. Deng, please elaborate."
The fat man chuckled lightly and said, "Since everyone is gathered here at the invitation of the Fang family, there are some things I won't say openly."
"In such a big family, no one has a past that cannot be seen..."
"Ahem..." The figure above him coughed, "Mr. Deng, let's stop chatting and get straight to the point."
Then Mr. Deng nodded: "Everyone wants reputation. Which of our houses doesn't have more than a dozen archways in front of its gate?"
"Some things are not convenient for us to do, so we have to borrow the hands of others to do it."
"Who doesn't have many officials?"
"If the officials standing in the court, big and small, don't tell us where our respective ancestral lands are, who is the king of the county and the prefecture?"
"Now that the Metropolitan Procuratorate has been established, it has begun to picket officials. Although we still enjoy the privilege of not being punished and not held accountable by the law, those people are our family's checkpoints and defense line."
"Originally, if we only targeted the biased areas, the impact on us would be limited. But if His Majesty directly grants the power to supervise all officials, the impact on us will be huge."
"Huh, how can it be that easy?" Mrs. Nahua snorted coldly, "Human relationships are like a web, and relationships are like a net. A single move can affect the whole body. How much weight can a mere yamen have?"
"I don't believe it, how can it turn the world upside down?"
"Mrs. Hua, that's Duke An Guo!" Mr. Deng sighed, looked at the person in the first seat, and said, "He has the support of the people and the support of the emperors and generals in front of him, and he has the sacred temples and Taoist palaces behind him. , how can we underestimate it?”
"Besides, his current age is only twenty!"
"You said you have created a web of human connections, but how could you know that he doesn't have the patience to peel off the cocoons?"
"We have the privilege of not being punished and not being held accountable. We are safe and secure, but without these peripheral minions, many things will not be done so smoothly."
"Fat Deng, after all that, do you have any plans?" A figure sitting next to Mrs. Nahua said, "The establishment of the Procuratorate has been confirmed, and we can no longer stop it. What we need now is countermeasures. , instead of growing his ambition and destroying our prestige."
Then Mr. Deng waved his hand: "Ning Daru misunderstood. I am just telling you about the current situation."
"As for countermeasures. Haha..." Mr. Deng smiled again, "Still the same old plan!"
Others were slightly stunned when they heard this. Mrs. Hua was a little impatient and said, "Speak clearly."
"Mrs. Hua, don't be anxious, listen to me." Mr. Deng said, "Anguo Gong is a young genius and a pillar of the human race. My family and I admire this very much. If he wants to attack the barbarians tomorrow, I and the people of my tribe will I will follow you to the death. But at this time, I have to stop him for the family plan. I believe the same is true for you all."…
The others nodded, and Mr. Deng continued: "What is a yamen? It's just a group of people with power. Without people, what's the difference between a yamen and a kitchen and toilet?"
“So, the key is people!”
"To put it bluntly, Duke An Guo is talented and far-sighted, but he is still a child in official circles."
"The Metropolitan Procuratorate is very good, but the Metropolitan Procuratorate also needs people to support it. Where can he summon people? Even if he does, how can he get them to implement his ideas?"
"Gong An Guo should not have thrown out the Metropolitan Procuratorate too early. He should have cultivated his cronies first and then put them into the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Now that the Metropolitan Procuratorate exists, it is just an empty frame."
"We just need to use our connections to send our chosen ones to the Metropolitan Procuratorate."
"Then, who is holding this knife? I still have two opinions."
Mr. Deng finished speaking in one breath, and everyone else fell silent. After a while, the figure above said: "It's a stupid method, but it is effective."
"We can even give up some core positions first and let our people be promoted slowly. A few decades will be no more than the blink of an eye for us and other noble family saints."
"There are only so many officials. If they are transferred, there will be vacancies in other yamen."
"Even if we open an NCO and recruit officials, it's not like we can't win over them."
"You can give it a try."
"In addition..." Mr. Deng said again, "If possible, let Wu Yongzhi strive for the position of Supervisor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate!"
"We can support him!"
"Second the proposal!" said one of the people present.
"Second!" Another person also said.
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
In an instant, everyone formed a consensus.
"Then let's arrange it like this." The person at the head of the table nodded, then thought of something, and said, "Why didn't Liyang Zhou's family arrive today? Do you know what happened?"
One person replied: "I went to the Zhou family's house in Zhongjing yesterday, but there were only women and children in the house. I have already gone to Xinliyang Mansion to inquire about it."
Everyone else frowned, and Mrs. Hua worriedly said, "The Zhou family has single-handedly taken care of the Yushitai's request to reform the poor family. Shouldn't there be any surprises?"
The man sitting at the head of the table waved his hand: "The Zhou family is an aristocratic family, and the chief scholar in the capital also has a second-grade cultivation, so there will definitely be no danger."
"Let's wait for the news from Li Yang."
After everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief.
Yes, in the important place of Zhongjing, who dares to openly attack aristocratic families? There are royal family and Zhenxuan Si guarding us here.
…
Thirty miles outside the city, there is an apricot forest.
"So annoying." Second senior sister Ling Chuchu said viciously while chewing on an apple, "They must be panicking."
As she said that, Ling Chuchu looked at the open space in front of her. There were more than a dozen people buried on the ground, some old and some young. All of them had only their necks exposed.
"They must have accomplices!" Ling Chuchu asserted.
The strong woman staring at a pair of dark circles leaned against a big tree, thought for a while, and said, "Sister, do I remember anything else?"
Lingchuchu was stunned for a moment and looked at the strong woman: "What's going on?"
"I can't remember..." The athletic woman thought for a while and said, "Yes, when you went to arrest them last time, didn't you say that many people were scolding my little brother?"...
"Yes, yes!" Ling Chuchu nodded, "I was very angry at first, but then I realized that it was my little brother who wrote the play... ah? It's a play!"
Ling Chuchu suddenly reacted: "Honey, we forgot to watch our little brother Wadi's play..."
With that said, Ling Chuchu took out two tickets for the Xingchen Teahouse from her arms: "I grabbed it for nothing..."
The strong woman quickly stood up: "Why don't you go find your little brother and let him perform it for you again?"
"No way!" Ling Chuchu shook her head quickly, "We can't be exposed yet."
The healthy woman nodded quickly: "I know, I know, Zhi Dou!"
Ling Chuchu pointed to the dozen or so people on the ground: "Honey, take a look at them. I'll go to the city to see if it happens again." The strong woman nodded quickly, "Yes, yes."
Ling Chuchu nodded, and disappeared from the spot as soon as she moved.
Seeing Ling Chuchu walking away, the strong woman yawned and transformed into a huge fog beast. She took out a piece of bamboo from somewhere and started to chew it.
And just above the woods, two figures emerged, one was wide and fat, and the other was wearing a rolling dragon robe. Both of them exuded this faint holy power, and their eyes were fixed on the dozen or so people buried below. On the body.
"King Zhen, don't you care about this matter?" The old man in dragon robe looked at Su Poxian beside him with a smile, "When a noble family is attacked, it's time to take action."
"Bah." Su Poxian spat, "That little girl is also named in your family tree. According to her seniority, she is your granddaughter, right? This is your royal family's family matter. You, the grandfather, don't care about it. I What does a person with a foreign surname named Su care about?"
"This..." The old man in royal robe was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "I can't take care of that person's daughter..."
As he said that, the old man in imperial robes glanced at the dozen or so scholars buried on the ground and said, "I made a mistake. They were not being attacked, but were playing with my little granddaughter."
"Oh, yes, yes, I heard about this gameplay when I was in the Southern Wilderness." Su Poxian nodded quickly and said, "It's called one, two, three, wooden man."
"Players treat themselves like a tree and dig it into the ground. They are not allowed to move during this period. If they do, they lose."
The old man in royal robes suddenly realized: "I see, then I will be the right person here and don't let these evil-minded scholars cheat and deceive my simple granddaughter."
"That's exactly what it should be." Su Poxian said with a serious face.
…
Bias.
Chen Luo was sitting on the throne of the Dharma Prime Minister, constantly writing on the paper.
What he wrote was exactly one name after another.
When I first moved into the branch office, I had transferred the active roster of all officials, but I didn't expect that it would be used now.
Although Chen Luo had never been an official before time travel, he had watched various TV series such as "In Name" and "Fortune". He deeply understood that the key to policy lies in execution.
Lazy and negligent administration can turn a good department into a state of outrage; applying one-size-fits-all and layer-by-layer additions can turn a good policy beyond recognition!
Therefore, people are important.
Especially at the grassroots level!
Today's Metropolitan Procuratorate is just a seed, so it must be taken care of carefully. If it grows into a genetically modified plant accidentally, it will be difficult to handle.
Therefore, Chen Luo felt solemn at this time. After all, he only knew the lives of these officials from the files, and he still had no idea about their temperaments and personalities.
Can they really make decisions for the people?
Is it necessary to set up another internal disciplinary organization?
But there is nothing we can do now. Of course, he can also ask Prime Minister Cheng to recommend him, but the Metropolitan Procuratorate is a complete system and requires a large number of officials, so how can he rely solely on recommendations.
"Hou Liangping..." Chen Luo wrote down another name. At this moment, a petty official suddenly knocked on the door and said, "Zhu Guo, someone is visiting and has a post from Prime Minister Cheng Bing."
"Huh? Lao Cheng's post?" Chen Luo was stunned, quickly put down his brush, took the door sticker handed to him by the clerk, took a look at it, and said, "Please quickly!"
The clerk quickly accepted the order, and after a while, he led an old man in. The old man was holding a child, followed by two young people. The child stared around with bright eyes, full of curiosity. The two young men had an eyebrow like a sword and a body like a pine tree, both exuding a sense of righteousness.
"Rural teacher Chen Xiliang and his disciples Hai Rui and Kuang Zhong met Chen Zhuguo!"
The old man held up his hands, and the two young men behind him bowed in unison!
Chen Luo didn't hold the pen in his hand and fell to the ground.
Damn, what did I hear?
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