I was a beauty blogger in ancient times

The [-]th Beauty Festival was quite successful. Many people were talking about the activities of the Beauty Makeup Festival, and South Street also took advantage of the residual heat to hold a few days of "live broadcast" activities, which showed signs of transformation.

But now people are talking about the most, but it is the six states.

Coincidentally, Qin Fenglou's interactive drama has officially reached its climax.

The topic of the six states spread vigorously in the capital, and the trend of extreme resistance to the six states has gradually begun to change. The discussion on the six states is no longer about laughing at how barren those places are, but telling how those places are rich. What kind of scenery has anything to do with Daxuan.

Among them, the most eye-catching remarks are the conspiracy theories about the acquisition of Liuzhou. It seems that the story of this interactive drama has opened the door to a new world for them. They once said that the six states are poor, and the withdrawal is only bad for Daxuan. Bad people changed their caliber as if they had discussed it.

They said that the six states were the land of Daxuan, and they would take them back no matter what. The reason they had a bad attitude towards the six states before was because spies had obstructed them and manipulated the direction of public opinion.

These people are mainly students from Poyun Academy.

As for the imperial court, there was no statement.

Things were going in a better direction, but Zhao Yiqing felt uneasy.

Everything went so smoothly, Zhao Yiqing and the others didn't stir up any public opinion, but the public opinion began to show a one-sided attitude after the end of the [-]th Beauty Makeup Festival. What's even more strange is that the direction of public opinion before that was the opposite of what it is now .

It's like someone planned it out.

Even on the poetry wall, poems collected from six states began to appear one after another, and they were copied and spread out. Everyone walking on the street had a look of righteous indignation on their faces.

If anyone thinks differently, they get mobbed like it's a big crime.

This situation continued until Ji Maocheng wrote an article.

Ji Maocheng's articles have always been well written, and he has been ranked number one every year, so he is very strong in the agitation in the literary circle.

He didn't write anything past, but he just clarified that the six states have been a part of Daxuan since ancient times, and they are indispensable.At the beginning of Poyun's establishment, it was to protect Daxuan. Now that the six states have not returned, they are ashamed to be scholars.

As soon as he took the lead, all kinds of articles sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and the public opinion reached its peak for a while.

At the same time, Zhao Yiqing became more and more uneasy. He always felt that something was going to happen, and finally what he was worried about happened.

The time has come to the end of March. This is the season when spring returns to the earth and everything recovers, but it is stained with blood by the young people's impulsiveness.

The capital city at the end of March is the time when caravans from long journeys return. They bring back the characteristics of other countries to sell in Beijing. Everyone's face is beaming, looking forward to a good price for this year's products.

The caravan usually chooses an inn a little farther away from the city as a resting place, but this time, a caravan chose to stay at the famous Mingyue Inn for some reason, and the leader of this caravan may have sold the goods. I paid a good price and invited everyone in the caravan to drink tea at Zhaoji Tea House.

There was a half-year-old boy in this caravan, who looked only sixteen or seventeen. When he came to the capital for the first time, his eyes were full of curiosity, especially after seeing someone writing a poem on the poem wall, he was even more surprised to look at it.

It's just that his movements are big, which has attracted many people's probing eyes.

Sitting next to the young man was the team leader. He slapped the young man's butt hard and said, "Xiao Zhao, put away your bumpkin appearance, shame on you!"

The boy's eyes were bent into crescent moons, he covered his buttocks and said with a smile: "This is not the first time for me to come here, why are you curious! Uncle Sun, just tell me what they are doing!"

Uncle Sun gave Xiao Zhao a headache, "You are not very old, and there are still many things you want to know. This is the poem wall, the only one in the capital. Anyone can come and write it once. If you write well, you can write it." Go to the court to be an official!"

"Then can I write?" Xiao Zhao pointed to himself, expectant.

"Okay, of course." Uncle Sun laughed loudly, "As long as you think your calligraphy is good-looking, you can go, maybe the court likes you, and then we Xiaozhao will be the official master! "

Others in the caravan also laughed, Xiao Zhao pursed his mouth, bared his teeth at them, drank tea in a muffled voice and stopped talking.

It's just that he is at the curious age now, and he couldn't sit still for a long time. Taking advantage of Uncle Sun and the others having a good chat, he sneaked to the wall of poetry.

At this time, the wall of poems was full of things about the six states, and Xiao Zhao was a little confused when he saw that there was someone writing vigorously beside him, so Xiao Zhao raised his head and asked, "Why are the six states written on the wall of poems?" ah?"

The scholar turned his head abruptly, looked at Xiao Zhao with some anger in his tone, and asked, "You don't know?"

Xiao Zhao shook his head, looking at the scholar with longing eyes.

"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world! It is my fault that the six states did not accept you!" The scholar's voice was a little loud, which attracted people's attention. After discovering what was going on, several people dressed as scholars surrounded him.

Xiao Zhao scratched his head because he didn't understand, and asked: "But didn't you say that the six states are poor, and it's useless to take it back, and it's a waste of money, so you don't take it?"

Hearing this, the scholar's head was about to smoke with anger, he threw the pen in his hand to the ground, pointed at Xiao Zhao's nose and cursed: "A dignified man can't tell right from wrong! How important are Liuzhou and Daxuan?" I don't know!"

At this time, the commotion became a complete commotion, and the caravan also found that Xiao Zhao was running up to them, so several people hurried over to protect Xiao Zhao from behind, saying: "Guys, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the child is still young." If you are ignorant, I will pay you a few!"

The scholar continued to yell, "You mediocre! Now everyone in the capital knows that there are spies in the Liuzhou incident, and you dare to say such treasonous words that Liuzhou will not be accepted, and you will disgrace me Daxuan boy!"

Uncle Sun knew that one of the children in the capital might be the most powerful, so he didn't argue, but nodded and said: "We just came back from the outside, so we don't know, now we know, we won't talk about it, we won't Moreover."

The scholar snorted coldly, and didn't continue to curse, but muttered in a low voice: "He who came from outside may be a spy."

Now Xiao Zhao, who had been guarded behind him all this time, couldn't bear it any longer. Young people are always impulsive. He pushed Uncle Sun away, stood in front of the scholar and said, "Who are you talking about as a spy? You are saying that in public now." If you have a lot and nothing, you look like a spy! Still a spy who doesn't know what quality is!"

The scholar's eyes were tearing when he heard the words, he pointed at Xiao Zhao and said, "You! You, you, you! Nonsense!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Xiao Zhao choked back.

The scolding battle between the two began like this. Immediately afterwards, seeing that the caravan was crowded with people, the scholars who were watching from the side gradually joined in, and the people in the caravan also surrounded them.

The anger of young people is always strong. It is unknown who made the move first. What was originally just a matter of talking suddenly escalated into a fight.

The shopkeeper of Zhaoji Tea House hurriedly asked someone to report to the official, but it was too late.

It's messed up, it's all messed up, they are all crazy, and it's useless for anyone to pull it off.

Their ears can no longer tolerate other people's words, they only firmly believe in their own beliefs, and rush forward like fighters with red eyes, no one stops.

Until Xiao Zhao was knocked down to the ground, he never woke up again.