Chapter 276

A distinguished guest came to the Mortuary Shop today.

When the other party came, Xu Qing was lying on the grand master's chair, playing with literary walnuts, pondering the Ancient Path of the Yinhe in his heart.

This battle of the Eight Banner Marshal was not easy to fight. If the opera sung in a few days could not suppress the arrogance of the Cangyi Group, Xu Qing really didn't have full confidence in eliminating the impact of the Ancient Path of the Yinhe on the Yang world.

"National fortune, no matter whether the Eight Banner Marshal wins or loses, the Great Yong's fortune will be exhausted. But he cannot lose. If he loses, those barbarians in the Southern Region will use the power of the Yin-Erosion Dharma King to seize the general trend. At that time, I am afraid that more than half of the world will be charred..."

Although Xu Qing likes corpses, he doesn't want to contact too many corpses that died unjustly, died horizontally, or shouldn't have died.

This is related to his principle of doing funeral business, just like the couplet at the door of the medical shop: "I wish there were no illness in the world, I would rather let the medicine on the shelf gather dust."

If a truly kind person died unjustly and countless families were broken, even if he had corpses to give rites to, his thoughts would not be smooth.

Too much is as bad as too little. From a certain point of view, the establishment of the Cat Immortal Hall and the Baosheng Temple was the spiritual medicine that prevented Xu Qing from going to the extreme.

"This battle cannot be lost. Where do dead people come from? Living people! Only by strengthening the construction of the Baosheng Temple and ensuring that the population of the sixteen prefectures does not change drastically can the Mortuary Shop's business continue to develop."

"If people are gone, what is there to save in the Scripture of Salvation? If the world is not empty, will I not become a demon?"

"This is definitely not okay!"

Combining the relationship between the Scripture of Salvation and the Baosheng Temple, Xu Qing vaguely touched on some things that exceeded his own realm.

However, when he continued to perceive deeply, there was an extra figure at the door of the Mortuary Shop.

"Xu Xiangong is quite leisurely."

Xu Qing took a look. The visitor was wearing a round-collared robe, a green towel on his head, steady and solemn, with dignity in his eyebrows and demeanor.

"So it is the County Magistrate who is visiting. I have lost my welcome."

Xu Qing stood up and bowed slightly, asking: "Your Excellency condescended to visit my small shop. Is there any need?"

"..."

Chen Guangrui scanned the circle, full of paper people and paper horses, as well as wreaths and coffins. None of them seemed right for him to want.

However, Chen Guangrui was a successful candidate in the imperial examination after all. He didn't care about Xu Qing's words. After a little look, he pointed to the grand master's chair at the door and said:

"I came to ask how much this chair sells for!"

"..."

Xu Qing raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This chair was given by a friend surnamed Shang. Since Your Excellency likes it, I will borrow flowers to offer to Buddha and give it to the County Magistrate."

"..."

Chen Guangrui looked Xu Qing up and down and suddenly laughed: "I certainly like this chair, but how can I take what others love? Since it was given by your friend, let it stay here!"

Xu Qing figured out Chen Guangrui's meaning. Is this wanting to be friends with him?

"Today I am traveling in disguise, without official status. Brother Xu can be casual."

No official status?

Xu Qing became vigilant when he heard this: "Brother Chen, are you really okay?"

"You and I are both scholars of the Great Yong, and can be considered half fellow disciples. I came to find you, brother, do you think I have other purposes?" Chen Guangrui pretended to be unhappy, but the more he was like this, the more Xu Qing felt there was a problem.

Xu Qing didn't change his expression, poured a cup of tea for Chen Guangrui, and the two drank tea and chatted. After the atmosphere eased, Chen Guangrui suddenly said: "Now the country is unstable, treacherous thieves are in power, and those Cangyi Groups and Red Clothes Sects are making trouble everywhere, bewitching the people and making people's hearts unstable..."

"I often worry about this. After all, killing is easy, but winning back the hearts of the people is extremely difficult. During this period, thanks to the brother's advice, using the sacrifice to the Eight Banner Marshal as an excuse to ask the opera troupe to perform for justice. It is foreseeable that as long as the play of the Eight Banner Marshal beheading the Yin-Erosion Dharma King is sung, the demon myths previously supported by the Cangyi Group will surely be broken!"

"The people of the Great Yong will also be inspired by this. This plan is truly clever..."

Xu Qing was silent for a moment after listening, and suddenly asked back: "The Yin-Erosion Dharma King of the Cangyi Group is a castle in the air, a dream bubble, and it will break with a poke. Why does Brother Chen feel that the Eight Banner Marshal can always replace it and will not collapse in people's hearts?"

Seeing Chen Guangrui frown, Xu Qing smiled and said: "It's just a temporary measure that treats the symptoms but not the root cause. If this can also be on the stage..."

The Great Yong is really hopeless!

Xu Qing didn't say it clearly, but Chen Guangrui heard it.