"Does this place belong to you? What's wrong with the old lady sitting here for a while when she's tired?" Mo Gu Po said disdainfully, thinking that this boy might be the one who crippled Ah Xiong.
At this moment, several luxury cars drove up and stopped at the entrance of the courtyard. The car door opened, and seven or eight men and women got out. They were in suits and leather shoes, with big bellies and white hair. They walked up the stone steps talking and laughing happily.
"Hey, what's going on with this old woman?" A bald man turned around and asked the bodyguard.
"Meow." Mei Niang called out in a low voice. He was the person in the photo on the wall of the bedroom in the east wing.
Mo Gupo's eyes were fixed on this bald man, who completely matched the appearance and characteristics of Mr. Wang described by Youlan.
"He's a beggar." The bodyguard replied contemptuously.
"Kick her away. The guests who came to my house today are all important officials from the Planning Commission. Guard the door carefully." After speaking, the bald man hurriedly followed.
"Just leave, this yard is so smelly, who wants to stay here." Mo Gu Po got up and left, walking to the locust tree not far away.
It was almost dusk, the sky was even darker in the haze, and there were almost no pedestrians passing by in the alley.
Mo Gu Powu sneered twice, took out the rosewood box from her arms, gently opened the seal, took out the lid, and recited a spell…
Since the capital city is a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, you might encounter some corpse monsters, so just to be on the safe side, Mo Gupo still brought Grandma Zu and Asura Chong just in case.
The two strange insects stretched their bodies and raised their heads, looking at the hazy sky in confusion, then turned back to look at Po Mo Gu.
"You guys remember this smell," Mo Gu Po brought the stolen pair of briefs to the wooden box and asked Grandma and Grandma to smell it. Then she reached into her crotch and groped for a pubic louse. He held it in the palm of his hand and said in his mouth, "Throw this Gu worm on top of that person's head."
Grandma Grandma sneezed and felt nauseated due to the smell of the strange smelling briefs. Then she stretched out her front legs and grabbed the King of Pubic Lice, jumped up and flew straight to the courtyard. The Asura Insect clung to her tightly. Followed.
In the reception hall, that is, in the central hall, the royal family banquet has begun. Today, Chairman Wang specially invited several special chefs from the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse to serve these powerful figures in the real estate approval process in the capital according to the standards of a state banquet.
The large round table is covered with a white linen tablecloth, and the cold dishes have already been served. There are four kinds of side dishes, Christmas cold appetizers, three flowers in bloom, a garden full of spring scenery, bamboos for peace, and Spring Festival cold appetizers. Their shapes and colors are so beautiful that it makes people eat. Big move.
When engaging in real estate development in the capital, it is extremely important to pass the review process of the Capital Planning Commission (referred to as the Capital Planning Commission). The architectural design plan must be approved by it, otherwise nothing will be done.
The approving officials of the First Planning Committee are all top experts in domestic architecture, and most of them come from the School of Architecture of Tsinghua University. They are very academic, so they are very rigid, conservative and self-contained in their work. However, it is still a good idea to invite these people to our home for a banquet. It took a lot of trouble.
Chairman Wang first picked up the wine glass and said hehe: "Wang originally wanted to entertain you all at Diaoyutai, but I was afraid that the impact would not be good, so I invited several top chefs from the State Guesthouse to have a casual meal at home. Everyone is free to do it. polite."
"Dr. Wang," a gray-haired old professor said, "I have seen the design you submitted. Although the design is very modern and avant-garde, it does not conform to the classical characteristics of the capital. Do you know about 'Hope on the same roof'? "
"Hope to share the same fate?" Chairman Wang looked at him doubtfully.
"Secretary Chen Xitong of the Beijing Municipal Party Committee has requested that all new high-rise buildings, no matter how modern and avant-garde they are, must have a Chinese-style glazed tile roof, which is called 'Xitong Roof' by industry insiders," the old professor explained.
"Haha," an elderly woman wearing glasses spoke very reservedly and appropriately, "To put it bluntly, he is a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes wearing an old melon-skin hat."
Several senior experts from the First Planning Committee looked at each other and smiled knowingly, and the atmosphere immediately became lively.
"Yes, it is important to maintain the classical style of the capital. It is very important." Chairman Wang heyed, but he was muttering in his heart that it would cost a lot of money.
The elderly woman continued: "In 1953, Liang Sicheng opposed the large-scale demolition of ancient buildings in the capital and advocated the protection of the ancient capitals of the four dynasties in traditional ways. As a result, he was severely criticized. Chairman Mao once boldly predicted, 'The future will stand. Looking over from the *** city tower, you can see chimneys everywhere in the city.' Liang Sicheng passed away only twenty years ago, and the most famous ancient capital in the East has now turned into a pile of construction waste. It is really shocking. It hurts."
"Architecture is a great science. It will be bad if politicians interfere in it. If Mr. Liang's plan is followed, today's capital can rival Paris and become the architectural temple of the Eastern world." An old professor said with emotion. Actually shed a few tears.
"The city wall of Smolensk in the Soviet Union is only seven kilometers long. It is called the 'Russian Neck Ring'. It was damaged during World War II. The Soviet people took great care and repaired it. The capital city wall has a circumference of 24 kilometers and has gone through seven centuries of wind and rain. , it can be called the 'neck ring of China' or even the 'neck ring of the world'. It is our national treasure and a precious cultural relic of mankind in the world…" The white-haired old professor wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and continued, "Smash the East. On the day when the gate was closed, Liang Sicheng knelt down, touched the wall and cried bitterly. When he was demolishing the archway of the emperor's temple, he cried sadly for several days."
There was a sound of lamentation and lamentation in the audience.
Seeing that the conversation was getting off topic, Young Master Wang picked up his wine glass and changed the subject, saying coquettishly: "Uncles and aunties, the past is indeed sad, but thinking about it too much makes you age faster. Remember who it is? A national leader once said, 'If you are happy in life, you must have all the fun, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.' So wouldn't it be better for everyone to drink more, eat more, and talk about romance?"
The experts present looked at each other in confusion. When did the poems written by Li Bai become those of "national leaders"?
"Little Wangwang, don't talk nonsense. That is a famous line from the great poet Du Fu of the Song Dynasty." Chairman Wang frowned and scolded softly.
The experts looked at each other again, dumbfounded.
At this moment, two strange insects flew into the central hall, circled above everyone's heads twice, and then accurately locked onto the bald-headed Young Master Wang.
Granny Grandma tilted her wings, swooped down from the air, and dropped Queen Pubic Lice, which quickly climbed up. The pubic louse king in mid-air stretched out its sharp mouthparts, and stabbed hard at Mr. Wang's shaved scalp with a red face…
The elderly woman with glasses sitting next to Mr. Wang stretched her chopsticks like lightning to catch the falling pubic louse, then dipped it in the soy sauce dish on the table and put it into her mouth, making a "pop" sound. Hibiki bit it to death and swallowed it, smacking his lips as if he was enjoying it.
No one else present noticed this move.
Grandma Mo Gu stood under the locust tree. It was already dark now. Grandma Grandma and the Asura Chong had not come out yet. There were many corpses and monsters in the capital. The yellow haze that enveloped the capital today was not a good sign.
"Old cat, go in and see what happened to Grandma Zu." Grandma Mo Gu told Mei Niang.
Mei Niang nodded and crossed the alley and went up the steps. The bodyguard at the door glanced at it and saw that it was a wild cat and didn't pay much attention to it. People have long been accustomed to seeing groups of wild cats roaming the alleys around Shichahai, rummaging through trash cans and catching mice.
Mei Niang walked through the hanging flower door and walked into the courtyard. When the wolves and dogs saw the cat demon again, they all huddled in the corner and did not dare to say anything.
Mei Niang slipped into the middle hall, ran up to the window sill quietly, and then looked around intently.
The lights in the nave were bright and the banquet was in full swing.
In mid-air, Grandma Grandma and the Asura Insect were hovering. The King of Pubic Lice that had just been dropped from the air was caught and eaten by the old woman, which shocked them both. This move had obviously angered Grandma Grandma.
It angrily swooped down at the old woman wearing glasses, raised its tail in mid-air and sprayed out a stream of poisonous urine, which covered her head in the form of mist, and a rich smell filled the air. The smell of coriander…
The woman sneered, picked up the wine glass and raised it above her head. A swirling air vortex suddenly appeared above the mouth of the glass, sucking all the mist-like poisonous urine into the glass like a tornado.
Mei Niang couldn't help but be shocked when she saw it. In the Yuanling Inn, when Grandmother-in-law sprayed poisonous urine, Youliang used the extremely cold old Yin energy from the Dream Palm to condense the urine mist into fine hail particles, and then used the power of her palm to Blown open. And this old woman actually used her internal power to take drugs and urinate into a cup, which seems to be similar to the "bardo method of sucking corpses". This person's skills are really weird.
When the Asura insect saw Grandma Grandma's attack failed, it swooped down diagonally and approached the old woman and instantly fired several arcs of electricity.
"Beep, Beep, Boop," a static sound sounded, and the bun on the old woman's head suddenly spread out, and her long white hair stood up suddenly, like an angry hedgehog. The ends of countless hairs swung flexibly like tentacles, and hundreds of them instantly grabbed the Asura insect that was about to climb up, and tied it up layer by layer.
Granny Grandma was so frightened that she dived down again regardless of her own safety…
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In an instant, a soul-stirring and mournful sound echoed in the central hall. It was so haunting that the cat ate the dead mouse , which gnawed directly into the heart. Hearing it made people weep and cry. The sound is high and low at times, with ups and downs, sometimes like the whispers in a newlywed tent when they first make love, and sometimes like the fiery passion of a husband after his return home. It is really hard to control oneself.
Mei Niang herself was a little puzzled. She felt that the power of the "Calling Spring Chang Tune" this time was much greater than before, and the Qi in her heart was unusually full, and the scales she howled out were extremely penetrating.
Everyone present was stunned for a moment, then listened attentively, and then became crazy about it in a trance. Some old experts recalled that their wives at home were old and beautiful, and they couldn't help feeling sad, sighing, and bursting into tears. Some secretly enjoyed having an affair with a young woman, and the hotel's hourly rooms were full of passion, as if they had returned to the age of young adults who were "invulnerable." Some even put their hands into their crotches and messed around with them, moaning incessantly.
Meiniang's "Chunchang Tune" came straight out of the palace and reached the courtyard across the alley in the night sky.
Uncle Fei, who was meditating on the bed in his bedroom, suddenly opened his eyes…