radicalducati Chapter 156 Disguise
Chapter 156 Disguise
Upon hearing this, Master Han also sighed.
"It's because the prefect of Baoqing Prefecture died a while ago, and there are rumors that the eldest son has also disappeared, so now it's the second son's turn to take over.
The official from the capital tested him and asked him how he would govern the city if he became the prefect of Baoqing Prefecture.
It is said that the second young master replied at that time that Baoqing Prefecture was a place where literature flourished. It would be great if it were a peaceful and prosperous time. But now evil spirits are rampant and the world is in a difficult situation. Literature is no longer useful. If he were to become the prefect of Baoqing Prefecture, he would definitely suppress literature and emphasize military power.
The first step is to demolish the Wugang Confucian Temple and build a large government-run martial arts hall on its foundation for the people in the city to practice. "
"Oh, is this the reason for demolishing the Wugang Confucian Temple? Is the news reliable?"
"Of course, the news was spread by several clerks in the government office. They were all scholars and had kowtowed to the master in this Confucian temple. They would never lie about this matter."
"Then no one objects?" Yang Qing asked. He didn't believe that demolishing the Confucian Temple that had existed for thousands of years was something a prefect could do if he wanted to.
“Haha, no one can object.
Our literature has been in decline for a long time. Even the imperial examination has become the exclusive domain of the aristocratic families. Even if you study, you cannot become an official. At most, you can only work as a clerk in the government. Naturally, fewer and fewer people study it, and its influence is getting weaker and weaker. "
Master Han smiled bitterly.
“But we study literature not just to understand the meaning of words and phrases.
It is for the purpose of gaining a deeper understanding of what it means to see one's true nature, what it means to be loyal to the emperor and patriotic, what it means to serve the country regardless of life or death, and what it means to go forward even if there are tens of thousands of people against us.
But now, none of this matters anymore.
The Second Young Master was right about at least one thing, that is, this text is of no use in this world where evil is rampant.
It’s a pity that we can’t lift things with our hands or carry them on our shoulders, and we can’t kill the evil spirits with the beauty in our hearts.
If the government really wants to demolish this, who can stop it?"
After saying this, Master Han shook his head and let out another long sigh.
"What about those people outside who missed their way home? Are we just going to leave them wandering the streets in the middle of the night?"
Chen Weiwei's voice was a little cold.
"It is said that a more complete martial arts hall will be built on the site where the Confucian Temple is demolished. Experts will be invited to take charge, and people who missed the event are welcome to stay overnight here.
I think as long as the Baoqing government can do what it says, for common people like us, it should be no different from before.
It is a pity that after the demolition of the Confucian Temple, the literary style of Baoqing Prefecture is gone. "
Master Han took Yang Qing and the other person and walked along the corridor for a while. Because Yang Qing was a foreigner, Master Han specially arranged a guest room for them.
After arriving at the guest room, Yang Qing did not hesitate to take out the wine, drinks and cooked food he had packed earlier from the storage bag, set a table, and invited Master Han to join him in tasting.
Master Han seemed to have not had such a good banquet for a long time, and sat down with a red face.
Afterwards, the few of them ate and talked, and through the conversation Yang Qing learned that unless the missing eldest son could come back and successfully inherit the position of city lord (Master Han did not know that Qin Jingmo had returned), otherwise, the Wugang Confucian Temple was doomed to be demolished.
The second young master, Qin Jingyu, had threatened many times to demolish the Confucian Temple and cultivate a martial spirit in Baoqing Prefecture.
It is said that the officials from the capital were quite impressed by this governance concept.
When he was drunk, it seemed as if his emotions were released, and soon Mr. Han looked drunk.
After sending Master Han back to his room, Yang Qing turned around and said to Chen Weiwei who was changing her makeup.
"This is a fake pass that was just issued. You should put on some makeup. I'm going to go out and explore the government office of Baoqing Prefecture. If I have the chance, I plan to assassinate this so-called second young master."
"Are you sympathizing with Master Han? Are you planning to help him solve this problem?" Chen Weiwei glanced at Yang Qing.
"Let's spy first. If possible, I certainly don't want the Confucian Temple in Baoqing Prefecture to fall into the hands of the people of Akita.
After all, this Confucian temple possesses the power of faith and is also the material for the Bahongyiyu Pagoda. And the so-called second son of the Qin family, if nothing unexpected happens, should be an important part of the Akita people's plan.
Anyway, no matter whether I return safely or not, you must take Mo Guang out of the city early tomorrow morning.
As for me, don't worry. Baoqing Prefecture is about the same size as Hengzhou Prefecture. I estimated that even if there are masters in the Earth Soul Realm, they are not that strong. If I just want to escape, no one in Baoqing Prefecture should be able to stop me."
Yang Qing had the confidence to say this. Although he had never fought with masters in the Earth Soul Realm, he now had mastered three Taoist magical powers and had accumulated a hundred years of cultivation. If he really just wanted to escape, he would be confident of winning.
"Okay, but are you sure your target is this second young master?"
"It should be correct. You have seen the power of faith in this Confucian Temple. The Second Young Master is so eager to demolish it. It would be strange if he has no problems."
"Then how can I find you after I leave the city?"
"You are carrying the ink light, and there is a connection between me and it, so I can naturally find you."
"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?"
"No, I can do it better alone."
After saying that, Yang Qing took out the large amount of materials he had bought earlier from his storage bag and filled the table with them.
Under Chen Weiwei's curious gaze, various materials such as isinglass were selected and mixed, then heated to make a bowl of paste-like substance.
Then carefully apply these things evenly on your face, and increase or decrease the thickness of different places according to needs.
About half an hour later, the paste solidified into a mask-like dough, which was carefully spread out by Yang Qing.
Afterwards, Yang Qing spread it flat on a pillow, then took out an eyebrow pencil and began to carefully draw on the face.
Coloring, drawing eyebrows, and drawing wrinkles are just like painting, and it will be done in a short while.
Then Yang Qing used a special glue to evenly spread it inside, and finally carefully stuck it back on his face.
When I looked again this time, Yang Qing had become a completely different person.
Even if there is someone who knows Long Congyun, they will find that Yang Qing's face now is 90% similar to the deceased Long Congyun.
Chen Weiwei was stunned as she watched from the side. She quickly moved closer to take a closer look and found that the facial skin was almost the same as human skin, and it even felt warm when she touched it lightly.
"Great! Teach me this method later."
"Well, it's not difficult to learn, you just need to be patient. I'll teach you when I have time after we leave Baoqing Prefecture.
By the way, remember what I look like now, don’t turn around and forget to recognize me.”
After saying that, Yang Qing smiled, quietly pushed open the door, leaped onto the roof with a light body technique, and then disappeared into the darkness.
The government office of Baoqing Prefecture is located in the west of the city, and the prosperous area of the entire Baoqing Prefecture is also in that area, so the closer to the government office, the more night watchmen on duty there are.
Fortunately, Yang Qing has mastered the ability to see through walls, and those figures with strong energy and blood cannot escape Yang Qing's sight at all. The only drawback is that this technique consumes some mana, but Yang Qing's cultivation is still sufficient now, so he does not need this consumption.
He carefully avoided these patrolling night watchmen along the way, and also killed two first-level evil spirits.
Since Yang Qing had mastered the art of Feng Shui and was very familiar with the Feng Shui layout and structure of buildings, even though it was his first time entering the Baoqing Prefecture's government office, it still did not pose a problem for Yang Qing.
According to the layout of the building, and with the help of the perspective of seeing through the wall, half an incense stick of time later, Yang Qing appeared in the backyard of the Baoqing Prefecture's government office.