Douluo: My father, titled Douluo

Chapter 36
"Snapped--"

The young storyteller patted Xingmu, raised his eyebrows, and smiled,

Say:
"Everyone knows that our Lord Dragon Emperor Douluo is not a down-to-earth master. No, a big incident will happen as soon as he comes back today!"

Everyone hasten to listen carefully, this is not an old-fashioned story, but the latest current affairs in Wuhundian.

At that time, there was such a big angel statue in the sky that everyone in the city saw it, so they were even more curious about what happened?

Although they are soul masters, they all belong to the bottom group of people in Wuhun City, and it is common sense that they cannot obtain high-level information.

"As soon as this Dragon Emperor Douluo returned to Wuhun City, he found a brothel he loved to go to, and asked that sister to listen to the music.
When I heard that emotion, I even held my sister's hand... Tsk tsk tsk...

Lang love concubine meaning ah. "

offstage.

"I love you~" Ju Huaguan gave Yuan Xunlu a thumbs up.

"..." Yuan looked for the way.

Yuan Xunlu frowned, and asked abruptly: "I'm treating guests, you set a place, and then you're telling me this?"

Ju Huaguan shook his head, and said quite innocently:

"It's none of my business. Now all the restaurants and teahouses in Wuhun City are talking about this, and even the sisters in the brothels have to say a few words when they accompany the guests."

The Renaissance belongs to yes.

Yuan Xunlu impatiently threw two fried soybeans into his mouth: "Who will believe it?"

"Haha, I believe in Juhuaguan."

A man in black robe came over, walking like a ghost, it was Ghost Douluo.

"I believe Chrysanthemum Guan is contributing to the flames."

Juhuaguan took a sip of the wine and snorted coldly pretending to be angry: "If you don't believe it, forget it."

"Xunlu, tell me, what's the matter?" Ghost Douluo ignored the Chrysanthemum Pass, but looked at Yuan Xunlu.

He didn't believe that Yuan Xunlu just asked them to come over for a drink.

"Tomorrow, the Pope will summon the elders and hold a meeting." Yuan Xunlu put two fried soybeans into his mouth.

"What's the matter? We are with the Pope anyway." Ju Huaguan didn't care.

Anyway, he only wants glory and wealth, and he will support whatever the Pope says.

Ghost Douluo is scheming and doesn't say too much.

Yuan Xunlu took out three soybeans and put them on the table: "Wuhundian is not a one-way house. Tomorrow's event will be serious, and Bibi Dong may not be able to handle it."

"How to say?"

Yuan Xunlu licked his lips: "Do you know the old tortoise surnamed Liu? That old tortoise."

Yuan Xunlu was talking about Sea Turtle Douluo, a level 94 titled Douluo.

"He belongs to the three priests and one sect. You know that the chief priest usually studies the glory of angel gods, and the second priest has seniority and it is inconvenient to compete with the juniors. On weekdays, the third priest dances the most happily."

Ghost Douluo wondered: "So what?"

Yuan Xunlu casually picked out two soybeans on the table, pointed to them and said, "This is Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu, on the surface it's just these two factions."

Juhuaguan and Ghost Douluo nodded.

"Bibi Dong is undoubtedly relying on the strength of the civilian population.

She is someone who wants to do things, and she is very radical, and she proposed Operation Soul Hunting as soon as she came to power. "

Yuan Xunlu pointed to a soybean:
"Because she reuses commoner soul masters, she has won the support of a large number of low-level soul masters in the middle and lower levels of the Spirit Hall.

Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan are representatives of ordinary soul masters who can also stand out.

But Wuhundian has always been a place where high-level decisions are made, and her high-level supporters are only you two... maybe I'm counted. "

Yuan Xunlu pointed to another soybean: "Qian Daoliu's sect, the aristocratic sect, actually only care about their own inheritance.

For example, the Angel Qian Family, the Golden Crocodile Tian Family, and the Panlong Gun Gu Family.

They will neither suppress commoner soul masters to join, nor welcome commoner soul masters to join.

Regardless of whether the young talents of commoner soul masters are amazing for a while, the future of Wuhundian belongs to their family.
Just look at when the Angel Family, the Golden Crocodile Family, and the Panlong Cudgel Family had no priests or elders? "

Yuan Xunlu took out the last soybean and put it on the table: "This is local pie."

Ju Huaguan patted his head: "Regional school? How do you say it?"

Yuan Xunlu smiled sadly: "Local factions generally do not have powerful martial soul inheritances, and they don't belong to aristocratic families in the Spirit Hall.

Or it's the staff of the Wuhun Palace who has no connection with his family in the local area...

Either a commoner who rose from humble beginnings to a high position...

Either it's the title Douluo who broke through with shit luck...

They are the forces best used,

But it is also the most difficult power to use. "

Juhuaguan didn't understand, so he touched his head and asked Yuan to find a way to solve his doubts.
"What do you mean... Shouldn't these people support the Pope? At least they shouldn't oppose it?"

Yuan Xunlu chuckled: "Before a central political force is formed, whoever stands on their side wins them and whoever they follow.

But after forming a force, they will become an unstable factor in the future. "

Ghost Douluo said nothing.

"Most of them are beneficiaries, enjoying the splendor and wealth brought to him by the Hall of Spirits, and there is nothing wrong with enjoying this in itself,
But when Wuhundian needs reform, they will stop it immediately, because they are entangled with the local noble forces and family forces, and they will not let the common people stand out. "

Yuan Xunlu continued: "It is impossible for Bibi Dong to improve the treatment of ordinary soul masters and win the loyalty of these local factions.

The cake is only so big, it is impossible for commoner soul masters to share the cake from the aristocratic family, instead they have to cut the meat from them. "

Ghost Douluo understood: "So...they will oppose your plan?"

Ju Huaguan touched his head, "Then why do they object? Isn't it better for everyone to make the cake bigger?"

Yuan Xunlu pointed to the soybean on the table again, "They did not join the Spirit Hall to serve the Spirit Hall.

They have their own little clans in the land,
For example: Someone in my family became the city lord, or took control of the local economy... They joined the Wuhun Temple to make profits for their small family.

Unlike the aristocratic family, the aristocratic family has already prospered and lost with the Wuhun Palace,
Commoner soul masters are looked down upon by the nobles and have no bright future, so they can only follow Bibi Dong to death.

They are different. "

Ghost Douluo reminded Chrysanthemum Guan who hadn't understood yet:

"You can't guarantee that every member of the Spirit Hall is an orphan like Hu Liena.

In fact,
The people in charge of the Zidian are basically from powerful backgrounds in small local cities. They don't care about the life and death of ordinary people.

In their opinion, joining Wuhundian is not something to be proud of. They only need the status of Wuhundian to make profits for themselves. "

Yuan Xunlu nodded: "There is nothing wrong with this faction, but...

The problem arises when they form a faction.

Within the Tiandou and Star Luo Empires, countless small families gathered under the banners of Sangong and Sea Turtle Douluo,

They communicate with each other,
They form a party for their own interests,

They attack and defend together,

They connected the middle classes of the two empires in the Spirit Hall.

be honest,

If I were the Pope, I wouldn't sleep well at all.

If it wasn't for the great priest to suppress them with the strength of Limit Douluo,
Wuhundian really doesn't necessarily have to be named Qian. "

Ghost Douluo asked: "You mean..."

Yuan Xunlu crushed the soybean in his hand, "Tomorrow we will divide them internally and distribute cakes to some people."

Juhuaguan asked worriedly: "Will they want it? If they want it, will they split?"

Yuan Xunlu said rather helplessly: "They are from local tyrants, and they joined the Wuhun Temple to better search for the people's fat and anointment, and it's the same to form a faction.

They don't get stuck with money. "

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