Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 175: There is murder in Beijing

Chen Luo was also stunned at this time, staring at Song Tuizhi, who was standing opposite.

"You only wrote four words?" Song Tuizhi's eyes seemed to lift Chen Luo up and shake to see if he had a manuscript.

Chen Luo has an expression that I really don't have, and the writer doesn't do that.

"But..." Song Tuizhi frowned slightly before he finished speaking, and pulled Chen Luo to flash outside the study.

Chen Luo was stunned by the sight in front of him.

For the first time, he saw so many spatially twisting halos.

Are the Avengers assembled?

Song Tuizhi blocked Chen Luo behind him and said, "Don't leave me half a step."

Chen Luo nodded desperately. He felt that as long as he was a little bit away from Song Tui, he would be arrested by some great scholar and locked in a small dark room!

The first person to show up was no surprise, it was Wen Xiang.

After Yan Baichuan appeared, he was not so anxious, his eyes fell on Chen Luo, he didn't speak, he just waited.

Next came Zhou Zuofeng, the Prime Minister. As soon as he appeared, he asked, "What did you write again?"

"Zhou Zuofeng, be careful!" A low shout sounded, Sima Lie appeared third, took out a treasured pen and a history book, and asked, "Do you want to provoke my Shi family?"

Zhou Zuofeng glared at Sima Lie, but did not speak again, but Sima Lie looked at Chen Luo with bright eyes: "Little friend, did you write the book you said earlier? 'The words are still in my ears', 'the long river of history', Only semi-holy level history books can trigger such visions, but this long history is illusory, what is going on?"

Just as Chen Luo was about to explain, another figure appeared in the courtyard, until at the end, the first **** Hou An also appeared.

"Wan Anbo, Your Majesty asked me to ask, what happened?"

Chen Luo looked at the crowd of Confucian scholars standing in the yard, trying to squeeze a smile, but couldn't. Song Tuizhi told him just now that the Confucian scholars present were at least second-rank knowledge.

These aren't those cuties who are screaming to send blades.

These are the big guys who will really make you 404!

Oh, yes.

Chen Luo looked at Hou An again.

There is also a permission dog!

What to do?

Don't tell them they only wrote a title?

Just at this moment, the illusory history in the sky slowly disappeared, and the colorful beam of light re-formed the four characters "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and fell down. Only then did everyone see that the colorful beam of light was actually transformed by these four characters. .

"Romance of the Three Kingdoms?" Zhou Zuofeng looked puzzled.

""Xiao Ya" says: 'Act, wide and far', then 'romance' should be deduction and detailed reasoning." Yan Baichuan glanced at the political minister with disgust, then looked at Chen Luo, "You This Romance of the Three Kingdoms is intended to use three countries to tell a story?"

Chen Luo froze for a moment, then nodded.

"I don't know why?" Yan Baichuan continued to ask.

Chen Luo was about to answer "the general trend of the world, long-term separation must be combined long-term separation", suddenly thought that this general trend of separation and integration does not seem to be suitable for this world, and was stunned for a while.

At this moment, Sima Lie's eyes lit up and he recited: "The waters of the Yangtze River are rolling in the east, and the waves wash away the heroes. Nagisa, I used to watch the autumn moon and the spring breeze, a pot of turbid wine rejoicing to meet each other, and how many things in the past and present are all laughing and talking about!”

Most of the people present had never heard of this poem, and they were all surprised when they heard it. They then recited it softly and praised: "Good poem! Sima Daru, this poem is your new work, and it should be handed down by historians. Ah!"

"Exactly, this word is wonderful, generous and tragic, and the vicissitudes of life are all in the poem."

"But this word creates an atmosphere of indifference and tranquility, with a high artistic conception and profound meaning!"

"If Sima Daru can write this word, is it a step closer to being a saint?"

Sounds of compliments erupted for a while, and Sima Lie hurriedly said, "It's not, it's not. This is done by little friend Chen Luo."

"Huh?" For a time, these great Confucians who did not change their faces even when the land collapsed and the ground cracked, twitched their faces and looked at Chen Luo again.

"What the old man means is that Xiaoyou Chen Luo's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is the reasoning of this poem?" Sima Lie let Chen Luo enjoy the consternation of the great scholars for a moment, and then he said again.

Chen Luo hurriedly nodded: "Exactly!"

Zhou Zuofeng squinted his eyes: "What about... books?"

Chen Luo smiled awkwardly, and quietly took another half step behind Song Tuizhi and shrugged: "I haven't written yet!"

Silence!

Horrible silence!

The backyard of Wan'anbo Mansion is silent!

According to the later description of the great Confucian present, there was a great Confucian who was murdered at that time.

There are poems as proof:

The sky is amazing,

A hermit in the mountains is out of the grass.

Why did the killing intent arise out of thin air?

I see the title but not the book!

…

"Cough cough..." Sima Lie's voice sounded again, breaking the calm.

"The book has not yet been completed, but there is a vision. My little friend, this "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" reminds this old man of a book." Sima Lie smiled slightly, "The Book of History! It was the first historical work. When I opened the door of my historian, the title of the book was engraved on that day, and the huge gate of the historian was slammed open, and the long river of history rushed out from the giant gate."

"Little friend, this "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is the first to create a 'Romance' in one, opening the 'Romance River'. This long river actually exudes the power of time, and the old man can feel that the 'Romance River' and the 'Romance River' Like the long river of history, the years are ups and downs, the world is changing, and it actually means that it is a bit of a fake, it seems that there is a historical undercurrent in it, the old man is looking forward to it!"

After speaking, Sima Lie bowed his hands to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo naturally knew that Sima Lie was helping himself out of the siege, and he also reminded other great scholars not to have any bad thoughts, and quickly returned to thank him.

Zhou Zuofeng asked: "When will it become a book?"

Chen Luo frowned. To be honest, he really didn't know. If writing every word is like writing the four characters of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", then it will not be finished in one hundred and eighty years.

But if the text is written the same as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", it is estimated that it will only take a few days.

Wen Xiang saw Chen Luo with a bitter look on his face, and then looked at Sima Lie: "Mr. Sima, is it difficult to write history books?"

Sima Lie sighed: "History books are heavy, each word weighs more than 1,000 kilograms, and it has to stand the test of the long history. Naturally, it is extremely slow!"

"Try it now!" Wen Xiang waved his hand, and a desk appeared in front of Chen Luo.

Chen Luo understood that Wen Xiang wanted him to write it for others to read, which meant that even if he was tied up, it would still be at the same speed, so Song Tuizhi did not stop him. So Chen Luo turned on the red dust he had just recovered, picked up the brush and wrote "The first time..."

"Huh? It is indeed more difficult and expensive than writing "The Condor Heroes", but it is much smaller than writing the four words in the title."

After sensing for a moment, Chen Luo immediately continued to write—

"For the first time, the three heroes of Taoyuan were married, and the heroes of the Yellow Turban were killed."

Well, at this speed, I can write about once a day.

Chen Luo put down his pen and roughly expressed his judgment.

Wen Xiang nodded, looked at the other Confucian scholars, and said, "Let's go. Let me retreat and stare at this matter."

The other great Confucians nodded slightly, and they bowed their hands to Chen Luo, and then their figures disappeared.

After a while, all the great scholars in the courtyard disappeared. Only Sima Lie stayed for a while and invited Chen Luo to be a guest at the Spring and Autumn Hall when he had time, and then left the Earl's Mansion.

Chen Luo then looked at Song Tuizhi: "Senior brother, why do I feel a little strange?"

Chen Luo only reacted at this time. Before he wrote about Xiaoao and Shendiao, he had never received so much attention from Confucian scholars. Why are Sima Lie and Yan Baichuan talking to each other again and again today.

"Hey..." Song Tuizhi sighed, "Little Junior Brother, you must finish this book."

"As long as the writing is finished, most of the great scholars in the world will owe you favor."

…

In the study, Song Tuizhi explained to Chen Luo in detail.

"Confucianism, you know it, as long as you are in a Confucian environment, you can give birth to Confucianism."

"When a Confucian scholar is promoted to a master, the Confucian heart will be transformed into a palace of literature."

"If the Master is promoted to a great Confucian scholar again, the Wen Palace will evolve into a region, and it will be called - Family Country World!"

"After the Great Confucianism, all the truths and all the explorations will be integrated into the family, the country and the world."

"And among the Confucian classics, the most obvious help to the family, the country and the world, and the most able to unite and stabilize the country and the world are the history books!"

"So all great Confucians, even if they don't practice historians, will at least build a history book to suppress the family and the world."

"It's just that if you can't elucidate new truths, the repressive effect of history books will be limited. But history books are scarce, and the road to elaboration is almost becoming more and more difficult."

"Thus, those wealthy families almost all have family history books, which will never be leaked! Therefore, the probability of their families producing great scholars is far greater than that of poor families."

"Junior brother, although your "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is an illusory 'Romance', it has a long history and is the first book to open. Naturally, there are not a few great Confucians who move their hearts."

"If it doesn't work, it's nothing more than reading one more book, but what if it's possible?"

"One piece of paper can win the heart of a great scholar!"

Chen Luo gasped and blinked suddenly: "Fourth Senior Brother, do you also need it? Then I'll write it down for you first!"

Song Tuizhi smiled lightly, reached out and patted Chen Luo's head: "No. I also have a special history book in Bamboo Forest. If you want to read it in the future, the teacher will also teach it to you."

"Remember, the secret history book of my bamboo forest is called "Bamboo Book Chronicle"!"

Chen Luo: (#?Д?)!

Although the recorded things are definitely different, it is definitely not easy to call this name!

If you have time, you really need to come and have a look!

…

Back in the study, Chen Luo spread out the paper again.

I originally thought that "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" had no effect, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful!

Not to mention whether there are other functions, this "stabilizing the family and the world" alone is worthy of the title of "Four Great Classics"!

Let all the great scholars in the world owe me a favor?

What if there are one or two great Confucian scholars who are finally promoted to semi-sage?

My dear, can't think, can't think!

I feel like I'm floating.

Write!

You have to write everything down!

I will write the first one today.

Can't wait for those big fans!

Chen Luo was instantly refreshed and started writing!

This first chapter introduces the background of the Ten Chang Servants' rebellion and the uprising of the Yellow Turbans. Of course, Zhang Jiao's name, Chen Luo, will be changed.

Isn't this a taboo!

Wouldn't it be good to change it to a "beginningless scattered person"?

Then came the heavyweight "Taoyuan Sanjie Yi", followed by the Yellow Turbans, who attacked Dong Zhuo and rushed to the tomb. When the three brothers saw him, they rushed up and rescued Dong Zhuo.

Then Dong Zhuo asked the three officials what their positions were~IndoMTL.com~ Liu Bei said that he was a commoner, and Dong Zhuo ignored them. Zhang Fei was furious, and with a knife he was about to rush into the camp and kill Dong Zhuo.

Right here, the out-of-context ancestor appeared.

Zhang Fei "I want to kill Dong Zhuo with a sword. It is exactly: people are snobbish in ancient times and today, who is a hero is a white body. Anger is like a man with virtue, and he is always in fashion!"

"After all, how is Dong Zhuo's life, let's hear the breakdown below!"

Chen Luohan wrote the last line of words.

Hmm... those great Confucians probably wouldn't flash in front of them with knives in hand.

No way, that's what Luo Guanzhong wrote!

…

So, the next day.

Zhongjingcheng.

"He's his mother!"

"Not a son of man!"

"Short and weak!"

"Shame of the literati!"

One after another, spring thunder exploded.

The demon clan who lived in the central capital shivered, and the people who didn't know the truth were dumbfounded.

At this moment, Zhongjingcheng——

Murderous!

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