Chapter 189 The Lead Actor

It was as if a person had mistakenly wandered onto a film set, seeming utterly out of place from head to toe.

And this interloper wasn't simply being glossed over as a blooper,

Because,

He was still the protagonist, sitting center stage.

Everyone was immersed in their performance,

All were acting with heartfelt emotion,

Lighting, camerawork,

Every single detail was being perfected,

Except,

The protagonist.

At first, there was disdain,

Then,

A hint of impatience,

Because,

It was a bit noisy.

And as if sensing Ying Gou's impatience,

The surrounding scenery and people changed accordingly.

The women who had been crying and wailing, unwilling to leave their homes and be exiled, dared not cry out any longer, obediently packing up the few personal belongings they were allowed to take, following the officials out.

The children who had been screaming their hearts out earlier, silently wiped away their tears, obediently following behind the adults, slowly walking away.

The officers who had been whipping people mercilessly with their leather whips just now didn't dare make any more noise, putting away their whips, lowering their voices, and softly urging the arrested people to hurry up,

Hey, be careful, don't stumble.

The style,

Because of a person's slightest impatience,

Slipped into another bizarre lane.

Even the head maid who had been clinging to Ying Gou's boots, shouting that her lover wouldn't separate from him and that she would die together,

Now consciously let go of his hand,

And even used her sleeve,

To wipe Ying Gou's leather boots.

The officer behind her who had been pulling her away now helped her up,

Respectfully walking out with everyone.

It was simply a model of civilized house raiding in the new era,

Worthy of a "Little Red Banner" award.

Ying Gou swirled the wine glass in his hand,

And drank it all in one gulp,

Finding it bland and uninteresting,

This wasn't wine at all.

…………

Inside the pavilion, the frozen scene began to move again.

Boss Zhou emptied the wine in his hand,

Then set down the cup,

His face neither red nor panting,

Composed.

The man sitting across from him, however, had a slightly flushed face, holding back his emotions. He had just gotten to the exciting part of his story, the taste of the wine was just beginning to develop, but the person in front of him had chewed the peony raw, drinking it all in an instant.

Regret,

Chest tightness,

And a little bit of,

Bewilderment.

"Hehe, it seems that you, esteemed sir, also have a hard life."

Zhou Ze nodded, wasn't that the truth?

Of course, he was only responsible for drinking the wine, as for the rest, it wasn't his concern.

Just like how there were always cats and dogs trying to possess him,

Boss Zhou ignored them all. You want to come in? Fine, I'll just throw you to Tie Hanhan, he's been bored to death playing with figurines to relieve his boredom,

It'll be fun for him.

The boy in a straw raincoat fishing on the lake turned his head and glanced at Zhou Ze, obviously surprised by Zhou Ze's indifferent reaction.

He had been neighbors with this man for so long that they knew each other's measure. Even the old woman, after winning against him every time, would say she was glad he was locked up here, otherwise, if he saw more romance and witnessed the passing of time, perhaps even she wouldn't dare to drink this wine.

The man poured more wine again,

Then raised his glass,

Towards Zhou Ze,

And smiled:

"The first cup is a toast to the fickleness of the world, the ups and downs of life, the ebb and flow of the tide, that is the natural order.

Therefore, this second cup is a toast to the clash of arms, to carrying on the past and opening up the future!"

Zhou Ze raised his glass,

"Come, let us..."

Before the man could finish speaking,

Boss Zhou started drinking directly.

The man paused for a moment,

Then immediately drank with him!

The scene in the pavilion,

Froze again,

The two men continued to hold their drinking gestures, unmoving.

Having had the experience once, Yingying wasn't worried this time. Perhaps, in Yingying's eyes, even if the boss just lay on the sofa reading the newspaper and basking in the sun every day, it was still like Zhuge Liang holding victory in his grasp.

Isn't that the same principle as "beauty is in the eye of the beholder?"

The boy in the straw raincoat waved his hand,

Yingying's eyes immediately narrowed, and baleful aura gathered around her.

The boy smiled shyly, indicating that he had no malicious intentions.

He lowered his head,

And saw a picture rippling on the lake in front of him,

The clash of arms, wielding power with great strokes.

Then he looked up,

Looked at the pavilion,

He pursed his lips,

And sighed again,

Reached out and picked up the fishing rod again,

Looked up,

Gazing at the sky.

……………

"Twenty years of hard study, if it can't save me, then I have to find a new way, a new path. Since a person still has a breath left, he has to keep struggling.

After all,

This life,

No matter how humble,

Is still a lucky thing to walk through the world and see it all."

Five years of wandering, five years of fleeing, ten years of accumulation, I have to roar out a few words to prove to the world that I once existed."

………………

In the picture,

The clash of arms,

On the wilderness,

Soldiers from both sides were roaring and fighting,

Blood dyed the land red.

Finally,

One army finally showed signs of decline,

And was routed by the pursuers who came to cover them. The county town in front of them was also captured by the pursuers who took advantage of the defeated army, and a county town fell.

The surrendered prisoners were gathered together, and the looting of the county town continued. The arrival of a new ruler often meant a new round of reshuffling, and some disharmonious scenes, although they cannot be expressed in writing, were silently chosen by everyone.

A steed,

Slowly entered the city gate surrounded by guards,

The soldiers guarding the city gate, still covered in blood, began to cheer loudly. They worshiped, we admired, this person, who led them from bandits to where they were now.

Now,

Conquering cities and seizing territory,

Who could be sure that they couldn't fight their way to becoming dukes and marquises for generations to come?

Perhaps, not every man has the courage to go to the battlefield. In fact, even well-trained troops always encounter various problems when they first go to the battlefield.

But,

Perhaps there aren't many men who haven't fantasized about commanding an army to be invincible.

Especially when walking on the battlefield after victory, listening to the cheers of his soldiers,

This feeling, this artistic conception, this picture,

Is enough to make one's blood boil.

The original county government office in the county town was cleared out,

The guards went in first to set up security, and then the man on the steed slowly rode into the gate.

Inside the gate,

A group of female relatives knelt down,

The men had already been cleared out,

And these women,

While not all were heavenly beauties, they were all shapely, with both young maidens and plump beauties who had already given birth.

At this time,

All the women knelt there tremblingly,

With fear and curiosity,

Looking up,

Looking at the man who could decide their fate next.

To please him on their knees and serve him would probably be their only way out now, otherwise, in this chaotic world, they might not even be able to leave this city gate alive.

Around them,

Many soldiers were shouting wantonly,

After the great battle,

Everyone's hormone levels were very high,

And they were all a little impatient.

But everyone was also restraining themselves. The one on the steed would definitely choose first. He could choose a few to keep, or he could take them all. This was his right.

Humans had laughed at animals for thousands of years, "How much treachery do beasts have?" but they themselves were doing the same thing as beasts, fighting for territory and mating rights, and enjoying it for thousands of years.

Battlefield,

Slaughter,

Women,

Soldiers,

An atmosphere enough to intoxicate people, a picture that could make people drunk, this genuine temptation could completely stimulate the darkest and most violent factors deep in people's hearts.

Of course,

If Boss Zhou were sitting on the steed at this time,

He might be uninterested,

Whether it was in this battlefield conquest or in the beauties kneeling in front of him, it seemed difficult to arouse his interest.

Unfortunately,

The one sitting on the steed now was not Boss Zhou,

But this person,

Seemed even less interested.

Ying Gou sat on the horse,

From riding into the city from outside to entering this house,

He had no expression on his face,

The sound of fighting on the battlefield, the cheers of the soldiers, and the cries of the women below,

Seemed completely isolated from him.

Indeed,

The slaughter of several thousand people, plus the spoils of a county town, might be the picture and achievement that most people craved in their hearts,

But for Ying Gou, who had experienced the ancient battle of gods and demons,

This…

What exactly are they doing?

It felt like watching a group of kids playing house.

So,

Is this called fighting a war?

The soldiers below were still looking forward to him,

Some of the more clever women in front of him, who dared to make a decision, were already flirting with him;

Ying Gou just said two words calmly:

"Child…………ish…………"

…………

"Buzz!"

In the pavilion,

The frozen scene resumed operation again,

Boss Zhou drank it all in one gulp again, like drinking juice, without any feeling.

And the man in front of him was flushed again,

Bending down,

Gasping for breath,

Like he was about to have a heart attack.

After a while,

The man recovered slightly,

"Your Excellency's alcohol capacity is indeed shocking."

But,

When he reached for the wine pot again, Zhou Ze snatched it first.

Boss Zhou filled both glasses,

Then,

First raised his own glass.

"You've toasted me twice, I won't take advantage of you, let me return the favor with one glass, okay?"

"Of course, gambling on wine, there must be give and take."

The man nodded nonchalantly,

Picked up his glass,

And said confidently:

"Then allow me to drink a glass of Your Excellency's wine and taste Your Excellency's story!"

Zhou Ze licked his lips,

Raised his glass,

The other party also raised his glass,

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

But in the depths of Boss Zhou's heart,

There was a person,

Lost in reminiscence,

There were stories in the wine, there was sentimentality in the wine, and there were years in the wine.

He raised his hand,

And said softly:

"Cheer…………s…………Chi…………You…………"

"Bang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The man, who had just confidently and freely raised his glass,

His lips just barely touching the edge of the glass,

At this moment,

Directly,

Directly,

Directly,

Exploded!