Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 516: Yellow beam 1 dream!

"La la la, la la la, I am a little expert in selling newspapers. I ran all over the street in heavy wind and rain, shouting while running. Today's article is really good, and I can't escape all the glory and wealth..."

The crisp newspaper selling song rang out in the street, and the tea drinkers who were already used to the song raised their heads in unison when they heard the next two sentences.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"The words have been changed...to be rich and prosperous?"

"Quick... buy a copy and take a look!"

Everyone came to their senses, put down their teacups at the same time, and rushed out of the teahouse. It wasn't until I took over the latest issue of "Daxuan Minbao" from the newsboy that I noticed the three large characters on the front page headline——Story in the Pillow!

"This is... Marquis Wu wrote a new article?"

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Zheliu Academy.

"Hai Yi, the old man is right!" Kong Tianfang said to Tian Haiyi with a smile while holding the latest "Daxuan Min Bao", "Didn't this boy immediately respond to Bai Mo?"

"That kid doesn't care about anything on the surface, but he is actually very strong in his heart!"

"Before I thought he might just continue to add "The Legend of the Eight Immortals", but I didn't expect him to write a new story directly, and it was also a short story!"

"When the two of them fight in the future, won't it be those of us who read books that will benefit?"

"With a competitor, let's see how he, Chen Luo, is still doing it!"

Tian Haiyi filled Kong Tianfang with a cup of tea with a smile on his face, and said, "The head of the hospital has a long-term vision!"

Kong Tianfang waved his hand, then looked at the copy of "Da Xuan Min Bao" in his hand, and said meaningfully: "There is something in this article!"

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"Crack!"

Xingmu's voice resounded throughout the Xingzao Teahouse, and the energetic storyteller said with great vigor——

"The world is a big dream, and life has been cool in autumn. Ladies and gentlemen, I got a new article by Marquis Wu today. The article is called "Story in the Pillow". Su Poxian started with a fairy poem, explaining this strange story for you readers..."

Listening to Mr. Storyteller's foreshadowing, the listeners who hadn't had time to buy "Daxuan Min Bao" were so absorbed that they didn't even touch the breakfast on the table. . The always industrious mistress also stood there knowingly and stopped moving, looking at the storyteller on the stage.

In this way, a magical story was told from the mouth of the storyteller.

"The Story of the Pillow", a legendary chapter written by Shen Jiji, a writer in the Tang Dynasty in Chen Luo's previous life, is a representative work of Tang legends. The surname is an old man, lamenting the bad luck and underappreciated talents. After talking about it, he felt a little sleepy, and the old man gave Lu Sheng a pillow, claiming that the pillow would bring Lu Sheng prosperity and wealth.

Lu Sheng took the pillow and fell asleep. After waking up, he was full of energy, so Lu Sheng bid farewell to the old man and returned home.

But then, Lu Sheng's life changed dramatically.

First, because he met the daughter of a local rich family by chance, the two fell in love and took her as his wife. With the help of his husband's family, he quickly became rich. Then in the second year, he passed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination to obtain Jinshi, and won the favor of the nobles again and again, and was promoted to three ranks within a year.

Three years later, Lu Shengwai was released as the shepherd of a prefecture. He built water conservancy projects, which greatly benefited the people. He was extolled by all the people, and then he was promoted to the capital to serve as Jingzhao Yin.

Jing Zhaoyin did not last long, when foreign bandits invaded, the main general was killed by the enemy. At this time, he was ordered to go to the army to hold back the collapse of the building, smash the enemy army, expand the land for thousands of miles, build cities, resist external seizures, and be supported by all people.

The class teacher returned to the court, and Lu Sheng became an important minister of the country because of his merits. Although he was framed by villains, he eventually became a generation of virtuous ministers.

It was only when he was old that his political enemies took advantage of him and tricked the emperor to dismiss him from office and put him in prison. It was only at this time that Lu Sheng sighed like his wife, saying that he has good food in his home, so why bother to pursue glory and wealth?

Fortunately, the emperor pardoned Lu Sheng's death crime, but sent him to a remote place.

As the saying goes, "A letter to the nine heavens in the morning, and eight thousand to Chaoyang Road in the evening"!

But things turned around. Several years later, the emperor found out that he had wronged him, so he called Lu Sheng back again, and gave him a high-ranking official with generous salary as compensation.

In the following life, Lu Sheng gave birth to five sons, each of whom held a high position, and he even assisted two generations of emperors, ranking among the third princes. Until fifty years later, he died under the emperor's utmost grace.

When the story reaches this point, Mr. Storyteller intentionally pauses. The tea drinkers below also didn't react one by one.

This... is it over?

To be honest, Lu Sheng's experience is simply the highest ideal in the hearts of all Confucian scholars. Loved by all people, appreciated by the royal family, held a high position, mourned after death, isn't this a proper template for a protagonist?

When listening to a book, it's really cool to put yourself in it!

Especially when I heard that I was framed by a villain, but finally got back up again, the feeling of comfort came spontaneously. Even **** the villain, everyone thought of at least 18 ways in their minds!

But...is that the end?

This... This is good, but it was completely overwhelmed by "Nie Xiaoqian"!

While everyone was puzzled, Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea and continued to speak——

"Lu Sheng came to enlightenment by leaning on his body. He saw his body lying in the mansion, Lu Weng sitting next to him, and the master steamed the millet uncooked, and he felt the same as before..."

All the tea guests were taken aback: Huh? what's the situation?

Is this a dream?

What is a turn of events, this is a turn of events!

It turned out that Lu Sheng hadn't woken up all this time. Marrying a beautiful wife, becoming a high-ranking official, becoming a general and becoming a minister, being promoted and relegated, being ranked among the third princes, and mourning after death, all this was a dream!

"Huang Liang has a dream that must be awakened at the end. Rootless and infinite will return to dust."

"Where does the golden dragon fly to the sky, it is better to be a real person in the mortal world."

After the storyteller finished reading the last few lines of the opening poem, Xingmu knocked down again, as if waking up everyone from their dreams, and the storytelling of "Story in the Pillow" ended...

But at this moment, suddenly a wave of spirit wave spread, the eyes of a young Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes lit up, and a spirit spirit similar to him flew out of his body, hovered in the sky for a while and then returned Into the little Taoist body.

"A dream! A beautiful dream!"

"Hahaha, I got it, I got it!"

"Thank you Wuhou, thank you Wuhou!"

Speaking, the little Taoist performed the disciple salute in the direction of Dongcang City, and bowed deeply.

A Confucian student was puzzled, and asked, "Brother Taoist, what are you..."

The Taoist returned the courtesy and said: "Your Excellency, I don't know, this article has the rhyme of Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly. The prosperity and wealth are like clouds and smoke, and the spring and autumn dreams are like a happy fairy. Xiaodao has to hear this article and release the shackles of the soul. Yesterday's little Taoist, today is gone." It's a real world..."

The Confucian scholar was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly saluted again: "A Confucian scholar who has achieved the seventh grade of poetry has seen a real Taoist!"

"Hahahaha, little brother, the Taoists are free and unrestrained, and don't stick to common etiquette." After finishing speaking, he looked at the storyteller on the stage again, and said, "Sir, this article has a miraculous effect on my Taoist school. Xiaodao doesn't know how to read directly." Is it still like this, dare to ask sir to go to the Taoist temple with me, I wonder if it will be convenient for you?"

At this moment, Mr. Storyteller suddenly thought of "Huazui Nansheng" in the storytelling business because of "Du Shiniang"'s battle of conferring gods in Zheliu Academy, and his heart was surging, and he nodded again and again: "So do what you want!"

The newly-promoted Daoist smiled slightly, and after wrapping up his Taoist robe, he took the storyteller straight to the monastery. Looking at the Daoist Daoist and the storyteller who disappeared from sight, everyone present gasped.

An article helps Daomen disciples advance to real people!

As expected of Wuhou!

Based on this, how can white ink compare?

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Wenchang Pavilion.

Yan Baichuan looked at the "Pillow Story" in his hand over and over again, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"This Chen Luo, is he spending so much money fighting against himself?"

"One article allows the Yaozu to break through, and one article allows the Daomen to advance!"

"Where is my Confucian school?"

"No, let him pay attention!"

Speaking, Yan Baichuan picked up the pen and was about to write a letter to Zhulin. At this moment, Leng Hanbing knocked on the door, holding a memorial in his hand, and said: "Mr. It is written to the imperial court to appoint a 'dispatch envoy' to study in Daxuan, this is a memorial, His Majesty will transfer it to Wenchang Pavilion for handling."

"Send a mysterious envoy?" Yan Baichuan put down his brush, and immediately forgot that he wanted to urge Chen Luo. In the past sixty years, although the Yaozu have had envoys to communicate with Daxuan, they haven't heard of the title of envoy to Xuanxuan.

The last time Xuan Envoys were sent to the court dates back to the time of Emperor Lin.

The arrival of the Xuanxuan envoy shows that the monster clan recognizes the human race, and through the influence of the Xuanxuan envoy, Daxuan can also influence the internal affairs of the corresponding monster clan for a considerable period of time, which is an extremely beneficial political means.

Although the current memorial is not the letter of credence issued by the Hall of the Holy Monarch after the entire monster clan reached a consensus, Yan Baichuan still smiled knowingly when he saw the densely packed race names on it.

"This Chen Luo has done a really good job in the Yaozu!" Yan Baichuan praised in his heart, and then he picked up a brush and made a circle on the memorial, stamped it with the official seal, and threw it to Leng Han Bing, said, "Leave it to the relevant yamen for handling, but there is one thing..."

"The tuition fee of each monster clan has been increased, so it is two...three times the previous Lin Dynasty standard. After all, I, Daxuan, am not rich!"

"They'll take it!"

Leng Hanbing took the proposal ~IndoMTL.com~ and calculated in his heart, since three times will be accepted, then it is better to submit four times.

Excessive asking price to pay back the money on the spot, there must be room for bargaining!

Four times as expensive, you can't even afford a big Confucian treasure!

He Leng Hanbing spoke now, without a great Confucian treasure, it would not be considered an expense!

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At the same time that Daxuan was spreading "The Story of the Pillow", Nanhuang, Fangcunshan.

In the Liaozhai Study Room, the entrance to the Yin-Yang Realm opened again, and Chen Luo fell out from the entrance of the Yin-Yang Realm. Then Chen Luo managed to get up, retching.

At this time, Chen Luo's face was pale, and there was a black gas looming between his eyebrows.

"Damn it, this ghostly dead energy is so powerful..."

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