Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 300

[Chapter 296 Chen Luo’s Crazy Self-Saving: Five Steps to Crisis Public Relations!]

north.

When they learned of the intentions of the great Confucians, many of the great Confucians in the northern border almost vomited blood.

His mother, so many people rushed to the northern border just to make Marquis Wu change the text?

I thought the barbarians had broken through the Great Wall of Righteousness, and the commander of the army sent a letter asking for help!

Fortunately, I have mobilized all the family members… what? Chen Luo wrote Zhuge Liang to death! Wait a minute, the old man is going to fetch the semi-sacred cultural treasures passed down in his family, and add one to the old man!

I have long been upset at the shame of that literati!

It’s too old to write so much in one day!

As a great Confucian, he sent several carts of blades anonymously!

This time, I can teach myself a lesson, how can I miss such a fun thing!

Hundreds of great Confucian scholars are afraid of bamboo forests!

To be able to gather like this must have been allowed by the divine will!

It seems that there is more than one Holy Will!

Isn’t this aboveboard?

Let’s go, vent your anger…

…

December 13th, winter, the forty-sixth year of Zhenghe in the Daxuan calendar.

Wuhou wrote Chapter 104 of “The Romance of the Three Kingdoms”, the autumn wind and stars fell on Wuzhangyuan, the soul of Zhuge Kongming died, and the world mourned. Dong Cang wants to change his life for Zhuge Kongming!

…

Today’s Dongcang City, the atmosphere is a little…

cheerful!

Well-informed people have already spread the word in private that hundreds of great Confucian scholars are coming to beat Lord Hou.

Others said that it was thousands of great Confucian scholars who were so pissed off by Lord Hou’s article.

Some even said that the three semi-saints took the lead!

It seems that Master Hou is really savage, and needs to be beaten!

All kinds of melon fruits and roasted melon seeds in Dongcang City have been sold out.

Every family moved out of the small benches and sat at the door of the house, looking in the direction of the City Lord’s Mansion.

This is much better than the play in the theater!

I heard that someone has opened a handicap in secret, how will the Confucians play?

At present, the most bet is to take off the pants and spank!

Hiss—

it’s exciting just thinking about it!

…

Twenty miles south of Dongcang City, Chen Luo looked at the distant sky and felt a faint sense of oppression.

Hey, in this scene, the senior sister doesn’t work anymore.

The sixth senior sister said that if someone wants to kill him, she will protect him with her life; if someone wants to spank him, then the senior sister will not care.

After all, Lin Chaoying’s question has not been explained clearly!

The process of explanation is roughly like this——

Yun Siyao: Shu Ling? You let her out!

Lin Chaoying: Senior sister? You let her in!

Xiang Jixuan, those great scholars?

Forget it, since a field of melon seeds fell out of Xiang Jixuan’s robe, Chen Luo didn’t count on it.

Wu Litao and Jin Guagua?

Two monster races, it is better to stay away, so as not to be accidentally injured!

“Little Hongnu, the young master will rely on you today.” Chen Luo sighed softly, and said to Luo Hongnu who was standing beside him.

As a mature broken chapter player, Chen Luo was not unprepared for such a scene!

Luo Hongnu is one of his trump cards!

In order to deal with this day, he had arranged for Luo Hongnu to deal with it!

Luo Hongnu glanced at the theater troupe he brought out, and hesitated: “Master, are these things made by my family really useful!”

“Do you want to see your master get spanked?”

“I want to…ah, no, I don’t want to see it.” Others spank your ass!”

“Then… um? What do you mean?”

Luo Hongnu blushed, and quickly pointed to the sky in the distance: “My lord, they are here!”

Chen Luo hurriedly looked, only to see the sky in the sky. The dense figures in the blue sky flew towards Dongcang City. Chen Luo counted the time and nodded to Luo Hongnu: “Hongnu, start!

” Waved!

…

Yan Baichuan was filled with resentment at this moment!

How can you die?

The old man has spent a lot of effort to create such a perfect Confucian virtual idol, how can you write him to death?

I am so inconsiderate of the old man!

This has to be changed!

It should be the finale of Kuangfu Han Dynasty and the peace of the world!

Hmph, this old man doesn’t talk about Wude, so he brought more than a hundred Confucian scholars here to see if your child is afraid!

Yan Baichuan was satisfied when he saw Chen Luo leaving the city from a distance.

Even Yun Siyao and those great Confucian scholars who have fought many battles were not brought out.

Finally, I still know how to be afraid!

Just scare and scare later!

Yan Baichuan was about to explain a few words to the hundreds of great scholars behind him, when he suddenly heard a mournful singing from the opera troupe behind Chen Luo——

“Oh my God—”

“Why did you hand him over to the autumn wind in such a hurry.”

” O earth—”

“Why did you take him into your arms in such a hurry.”

“I would rather die in exchange for his life.”

“Lead our soldiers to go to war again!”

“Who can compare with devotion—” “Who can be

as pure as—”

“Heaven, you are so unfair, the earth, you are too heartless… “”

“Leave the eight formations and the Yaoqin in the air, who will the Kingdom of Shu be handed over to?” “Life   and death will hurt the

hearts of Shu!”

The cracked lungs caused a burst of sadness in everyone’s hearts, and even the anger was somewhat diluted by the grief.

All the great Confucian scholars fell down one after another, walking towards Chen Luo with complicated expressions.

Chen Luo gestured to Luo Hongnu, and Luo Hongnu quickly changed his gesture, and the singing voice that broke through the clouds immediately lowered down, turned into a soft ambient background sound, and continued continuously.

The first step in crisis public relations: dilute a single emotion and establish multiple emotional channels!

A song “Crying Zhuge” for everyone!

“Gentlemen, Luo came to Dongcang from afar, please forgive me for missing Luo’s welcome!” Chen Luo hastily walked up to meet him.

Yan Baichuan glanced sideways at the troupe who was humming “Crying for Zhuge” in a low voice, and coughed, trying not to let this sad atmosphere affect his serious statement!

“Wuhou, Zhuge Liang’s star falls on Wuzhangyuan, we think it’s inappropriate…or…”

Chen Luo interrupted Yan Baichuan with a smile, and then bowed to many great scholars: “Gentlemen, this is not a place for conversation.”

” Luo knows that you are here for Zhuge Kongming!”

“Luo specially arranged some small plays, and I invite you to move around the city and watch them first!”

Chen Luo finished speaking in one breath, and suddenly saw a great Confucian in the crowd facing him blink!

I’ll go, Liu Jingzhuang?

Why are you here too?

“A play? But a play like “The Son-in-law”?” a great Confucianist asked.

“Exactly!”

Everyone hesitated.

At this time, going to the theater suddenly, wouldn’t it be a bit too serious?

Yan Baichuan sighed: “You can watch the show at any time, or first…”

Chen Luo said hastily: “I have to go to the city, don’t worry, I, Chen Luo, can’t get away! Gentlemen, you have to travel hard, so let’s take a break first At

this time, Liu Jingzhuang said to himself in the crowd: “Hey, it’s so hard to listen to a play now! A ticket for the premiere of “The Romance of the West Chamber” has already been fired. I don’t know if Zhuge Liang’s play is only I can hear it this time, but I won’t be able to hear it in the future.”

Yan Baichuan and the great scholars behind him all looked at each other, and could only nod: “Then let’s watch the show first.”

Chen Luo smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation .

The second step of crisis public relations: take the initiative and control the rhythm!

Now, it’s easy to attack and defend!

…

Today’s Dongcang Theater is not as full as it used to be.

More than a hundred Confucian scholars sat at the front and watched the lively performance on the stage.

What is being performed on this stage is exactly the part about Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms Opera in Peking Opera!

To be honest, if the Eight Great Brothels hadn’t entered Dongcang and brought so many musicians, this play would really not have been able to sing.

Just to rehearse these plays, “The Female Consort” was delayed.

The only fly in the ointment is that most of them are women, and the old students choose some women to play and sing. But it’s not a big problem, there are many famous old female students in the previous life.

At this time, most of these Confucian scholars who came from afar were coming into contact with drama for the first time, as if the door to a new world had been opened, and they stared intently at the stage. Chen Luo bet that if he asked them to go to the city lord’s mansion to discuss business at this moment, he would be beaten to death on the spot by a bunch of supernatural powers!

After singing Zhuge Liang’s arias such as “Borrowing Jingzhou”, “The Meeting of Heroes Borrowing the East Wind Huarong Road”, “Dragon and Phoenix Bringing Prosperity”, “Curning Wang Lang” and other Zhuge Liang’s arias, “I sit on the tower and watch the sky” in the famous excerpt “Empty City Strategy” is now being performed. landscape”!

“I was looking at the mountain scenery from the tower, and I could hear the commotion outside the city.”

“The flags were flying, but it turned out to be soldiers sent by Sima.”

…

“Zhuge Liang is waiting in the enemy tower, waiting for you to talk here, Talk, talk heart-to-heart.”

…

“I only have two qin boys, and I have no ambushes. I have no soldiers.”

“Don’t let your thoughts wander, just come and come, please go up to the tower and listen to me playing the qin!”

… …

After singing an empty city plan, a great Confucian in the audience shouted hello, and was about to throw a reward on the stage, but was stopped by another great Confucian.

“Brother Jin, you are irritable… This is your great Confucian treasure… Don’t throw it away, don’t throw it away…”

At this moment, the stage curtain was closed, and after waiting for a long time, it did not open again.

Yan Baichuan looked displeased, and looked at Chen Luo: “Chen Luo, what about the back?”

Chen Luo smiled apologetically: “The back…the back hasn’t been rehearsed yet!” The faces of all

the great scholars suddenly changed!

Do you break all operas?

Shame on you literati!

Chen Luo smiled slightly, the third step of crisis public relations: shift the focus.

Now, it’s time to take the fourth step. Originally, Chen Luo was a little confused and didn’t know how to arrange it, but after writing this chapter of Three Kingdoms last night, Chen Luo was sure of the blue light outside the city!

…

“Chen Luo, where are you taking the old man and others!”

Outside Dongcang City, the Confucian group followed Chen Luo to trek in Daye Ridge, and Chen Luo just responded: “It’s almost here!”

After walking for a while, a simple and solemn ancestral hall appeared in front of everyone.

I saw three large characters written on the plaque: Wuhou Temple!

That’s right, the blue light that soared into the sky last night was precisely this building that appeared out of thin air!

“Wuhou Temple?” Yan Baichuan froze for a moment, then looked at Chen Luo.

Do you sacrifice yourself?

Want to bring us to worship?

But Yan Baichuan quickly realized that Zhuge Liang is also Marquis Wu!

Is it Zhuge Liang’s ancestral hall?

Yan Baichuan was surprised.

Heaven actually allowed to build an ancestral hall for a character in the book?

Yan Baichuan looked at Chen Luo, are you Tiandao’s own son?

“Everyone, please go in and have a look!”

Chen Luo led the way, and the Confucian group slowly stepped into the ancestral hall. As soon as they entered the ancestral hall, they saw Taoist couplets inscribed on the pillars.

“Only hold the mess, often return to talk and laugh. Bow down and mourn, there is still singing.”

“The sun and the moon hang together as a teacher, and the wind and cloud will always protect Dingjun Mountain.

” Leaving the teacher.”

Walking into the main hall, a statue dressed in Confucian robes and holding a feather fan stood upright. Even with the eyesight of a great Confucian, he couldn’t see the statue’s face clearly, but everyone knew that the statue’s gaze was looking at the sky outside the hall.

Chen Luo said softly: “Everyone understands why you are here, but please listen to me.”

Chen Luo took a deep breath, a pen and paper appeared in his hand, and began to write-

“Where can I find the Prime Minister’s ancestral hall? Ye Sensen outside Dongcang City.”

” The green grass on the steps is from the spring scenery, and the yellow oriole across the leaves is empty and good.”

“Three visits to trouble the world, and two dynasties to help the veterans.”

“Death before leaving the teacher will make the hero burst into tears.”

After Chen Luo finished writing, he put down the brush and bowed again to the many great scholars.

“Gentlemen, please don’t mind!”

Many great scholars were silent for a while, and Yan Baichuan suddenly smiled.

“Wait, let this little guy learn a lesson!”

“Never mind, whatever!”

“The people in the book have their own destiny. Why should I force it!”

“Since we are here, let’s worship one or two. ”

As soon as Yan Baichuan finished speaking, the paper on which the poem was written suddenly turned into a blue light and shot into Zhuge Liang’s statue.

Everyone looked at the statue, and saw a blue light group slowly condensing from the heart of the statue, shrinking and shrinking, as if beating.

“Wen Xin?” All the great Confucian scholars froze suddenly!

This statue of Zhuge Kongming gave birth to Wenxin?

Everyone looked at Chen Luo, and Chen Luo shrugged, expressing that he didn’t know anything.

But Chen Luo’s heart beat a drum: “Didn’t it say that Du Fu is dead? Could it be fake news?”

At this moment, a clear voice sounded.

“Shanren has learned in his life. There are twenty-four books, with a total of one hundred and forty-four thousand one hundred and twelve characters. There are eight duties, seven precepts, six fears, and five fears.

” Take it.”

Yan Baichuan’s complexion changed, his whole body exploded with righteousness, wrapped the entire Wuhou Temple, turned to look at Chen Luo, and saluted solemnly.

“Wuhou, please allow Wenchang Pavilion to send great scholars to worship Wuhou Temple!”

“Kong Ming is not dead!”

“He came out of the book as a spirit and preached in this world!”

“This Wuhou Temple is a missionary place!”

Chen Luo was taken aback: I thought it was just a scenic spot, but I didn’t expect it to be a scientific research base?

Although he was complaining in his heart, he quickly said on his mouth –

“The Confucian who has a household registration in Dongcang City, priority!”

OK, the story of the Three Kingdoms is strictly speaking over here. The story of the last Three Kingdoms will be mentioned, but it will not be unfolded… Only the last suspense is left: the book spirit of the Three Kingdoms.

Absolutely king fried!

A new story will start next.

………………… After

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That’s it, Resby!

(end of this chapter)