Xiangyang.

"Zhao Ke is a man with the Hu Ying, Wu Gu is a bright snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it is as cool as a meteor..."

Yang Feng held a wine glass and recited a poem.

At this time, he was wearing a blue Taoist robe, a Taoist crown on his head, and a sword behind him. He was standing high beside a table next to the window in the restaurant, overlooking the crossroads below. As for Princess Hexiao...

Princess Hexiao was still standing beside him.

And he dressed up as a Taoist boy.

At this time, two months have passed since Yang Feng made big news in Beijing and Tianjin. In the past two months, she had to follow the demon's yin power and go south, and then let him mercy. Anyway, after the war in Tianjin, the little loli was already desperate. So many Qing troops were beaten by him. Who could she ask for help on the way? Poor as a princess, she had to admit that even if her father owns an empire, she could not protect her in front of a demon. Even if she escaped to Beijing, she could not get rid of the demon's claws. Since she had this, she simply accepted her fate. Besides, her reputation had been ruined. Now there are rumors all over the world about how she was humiliated by the demon. Although to be honest, this demon was not really good at not only forcing her to wear some **** clothes, but also asked her to dance beautiful dances, and even hit her little butt, but...

Even so, as long as she returns to Beijing, she will have to hang herself.

This is an inevitable result.

No matter how much her emperor Ama loves her, she must be hung for the royal face. Although the bannermen and Han people are different and are not so strict about reputation, her content cannot be resisted!

She can't escape, nor dare to escape!

In this case, can there be any other choice besides accepting your fate?

At least this demon won't kill her.

She looked out the window like Yang Feng. At the crossroads outside the window, a mother and daughter artist was performing a pole. The young woman was about thirty years old, and she was very charming. Her daughter was eleven or twelve years old. She could tell that she was pretty. She kept doing various movements on the top of the pole, which attracted applause around her. Especially, her figure was very well-proportioned, but her skin was slightly darker. The young woman had a slender waist and plump buttocks, and a pair of giant ru in front...

Princess Hexiao glanced at Yang Feng.

This demon has despised the flatness on her chest countless times.

"Vox spirit!"

Then she said contemptuously

"Are you jealous?"

Yang Feng said speechlessly.

"I am a noble princess, how could I be jealous of a lower-class man who is performing arts!"

Princess Hexiao said proudly.

"You Tungus savages, really don't know where the nobleness comes from."

Yang Feng said.

"Our Qing Dynasty originated from the Jin Dynasty. The Jin Dynasty was established by the Jurchens. The Jurchens originated from Sushen. Sushen has been included in the theory that when the princes came from the savages since the Zhou Dynasty."

He Xiaogongism said righteously.

"The Jurchens are Jurchens. Don't recognize their ancestors indiscriminately. Shui Dada is your real name, Huli Bing is your origin, how can people with dogs and pigs have children together, how can Huli Bing Jurchens be relatives? Listen, this is what the Jurchens evaluate you. You yell every day that you are descendants of Jurchens. Have you asked the Jurchens whether they agree or not?"

Yang Feng said.

"nonsense!"

Princess Hexiao said excitedly.

"You dare to talk back!"

Yang Feng shouted with a deep face.

"ah!"

Princess Hexiao screamed subconsciously, then quickly covered her little butt with both hands. Yang Feng's clutch had fallen there countless times in the past two months. This fierce demon liked to hit her on the butt. Although she was used to it, she even felt a little expectant every time the clutch fell, but this was in public. She then turned her head and looked at them not far away, where two officials were drinking, one of them looked at them with some confusion, and Yang Feng also noticed him and sat there and raised his glass casually.

The man also picked up his wine glass and walked over with a smile.

"Please ask!"

He raised his glass and said.

After saying that, he drank it all.

Yang Feng smiled and toasted the same.

"In Xiaqilin, I am the head of the county government. I don't know what the chief calls him, where is the immortal residence?"

The man said.

"Yang Feng, the journey has come here!"

Yang Feng said.

At this time, the system of monks and Taoists' sanctions had been abolished, and he did not need to consider the latter's sanctions.

Du Lin looked at Princess Hexiao beside him.

"I want to build a new Taoist temple outside Xiangyang City to practice Taoism, but I am not familiar with the place. Since Brother Du is a man in the government, I wonder if he can help me?"

At the same time, Yang Feng said.

Then he threw an inch of gold on the table.

"I will fall in love with the Taoist priest at first sight, and this kind of small matter should be served."

Du Lin took a deep breath and said.

"I don't like dealing with the government."

Yang Feng said.

"A person who practices Taoism naturally does not involve civil affairs."

Dulin stared at the gold greedily.

"My Taoist temple will be built on Mount Xian."

Yang Feng said.

"The Taoist priest has a good vision!"

Dulin said mechanically at the second ingot of gold he had put down.

"This is the expense in the yamen. The matter is left to you. If I can't do it, I will replace it."

Yang Feng said.

"Please rest assured, please give me everything."

Qi Lin immediately came to his senses and patted his chest and said.

He was just like dreaming now. He saw a strange Taoist priest who just wanted to make some money. With his eyes, of course he could recognize that the Taoist boy next to him was a girl. Although there were also Taoist priests in the court, according to the laws of the court, all Taoist priests in the family were ordered to return to secular life. If he was a Taoist priest without a foundation and had a woman beside him, he could make a move. However, he didn't expect that this was simply a God of Wealth. He took two or five taels of gold ingots, and he was a person who said a few words. Is this generous or stupid or...

Still stupid.

"Where is the Taoist priest living now?"

He asked immediately.

"There is no place to live yet, and I'm just trying to get a house."

Yang Feng said.

"I'm here to cover this."

Qi Lin continued.

"Then it's a labor!"

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

"Ergou, tell Lao He that the Taoist priest will be in my account!"

Qi Lin shouted to the clerk.

Then the rest was simple. Qi Lin and his companion accompanied Yang Feng away from the restaurant. While chatting and laughing with Yang Feng, they turned around in Xiangyang City. Finally, they arrived in a secluded alley and knocked on the door of a family. The owner came out to talk for a few words and immediately took them to another courtyard. Qi Lin went out and called a group of people to clean up Yang Feng. Because it was the end of May, he didn't need bedding. He just went to the wooden utensils to carry the furniture and put on a brown mat. With the help of such local snakes, he could be said to be veering and decisive. Yang Feng solved his residence in Xiangyang.

Then Qi Lin and others quickly said goodbye and left.

"The simple folk customs here are enough to prove that my prosperous Qing Dynasty!"

Princess Hexiao said with emotion as she looked at Qi Lin and others leaving.

Yang Feng smiled mysteriously.

He was indeed planning to practice Taoist temples in Xiangyang and then take the missionary route.

The lifeless country from north to south made him extremely depressed. It can be said that this was the peak era of slavery. The long years of 150 years, countless killings and destruction of thoughts made the slave's thoughts a natural thing. Everyone lived day after day under the dream of the sages of the sage ministers. The common people ate the sweet potatoes that could make them survive, and survived under the exploitation of corrupt officials. Then they fantasized about the rebirth of the emperor's sage, the Qingtian Master of the Emperor, and then did their best to let their descendants enter the army of imperial examinations, plunged into the sewage pool of Babaowen and swam forward with all their might, fantasizing that the day they crossed the Longmen, and they could also become corrupt officials.

The whole society is just circling in circles.

Then the descendants of wild boar skin sat upright and watched, admiring their prosperity and decaying in the wine pond and meat forest.

This is the perfect system.

The perfect system for turning people into walking dead.

Without external interference, this terrifying zombie country would not have lasted for many centuries. It is impossible for this country to undergo top-down internal changes. The premise of change is to have the motivation for change. But for those gentry, they are in the best era, they can squeeze whatever they want without scrupulously, how can they destroy their beloved prosperous times? As for mites, it is even more impossible. How can they dig their own graves? Whether mites or gentry, they will only maintain this system. Anyone who attempts to change the status quo is their enemy.

Fortunately, there are also British cannons.

But Yang Feng could not wait for the British cannons, because the British cannons bombed the dark side and brought another group of more cruel enslaves. These enslaves also brought suffering to this land. As for the other things, they were just accompanying derivatives. Yang Feng could not cooperate with the gentry and then replace the mites himself. That was indeed easy. As long as he cooperated with the gentry, he would ensure that the dynasty would not change within two years, but then he estimated that his new dynasty would still not be able to stand the colonists' cannons.
To be continued...