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

The latest website: "La la la, la la la, I'm a little connoisseur of selling newspapers. I ran all over the street in strong wind and rain, screaming while running, today's article is really good, all the glory, wealth and wealth can't run away..."

The crisp newspaper selling song rang out on the street, and the tea customers who were accustomed to this song raised their heads in unison when they heard the last two sentences.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"The word has been changed... Glory and wealth?"

"Quick...buy one and have a look!"

Everyone reacted, put down the teacup in their hands, and rushed out of the restaurant. It was not until I took over the latest issue of "Daxuan Min Bao" from the newsboy that I noticed the three big characters on the front page of the headline - "Record in the Pillow"!

"This is... Wuhou wrote a new article?"

……

Zhe Liu Academy.

"Haiyi, the old man is right!" Kong Tianfang took the latest "Da Xuan Min Daily" and said to Tian Haiyi with a smile, "This kid, didn't this respond to Bai Mo right away?"

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

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

"In the future when the two of them fight, wouldn't it still benefit us readers?"

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

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

Kong Tianfang waved his hand, looked at the "Da Xuan Min Daily" in his hand, and said meaningfully: "This article has something!"

……

"Crack!"

Xingmu's voice resounded throughout the entire Xingzao Teahouse, and the spirited storyteller said in a buoyant voice—

"The world is a big dream, and my life has been cold in autumn several times. Dear officials, this old man received a new article from Wuhou today, the article is "The Story of the Pillow". Su Poxian opened with a fairy tale, explaining this strange and strange article to the officials..."

Listening to Mr. Storyteller's foreshadowing, the listeners who haven't had time to buy "Daxuan Min Bao" were so focused they didn't even touch the breakfast on the table. . The always diligent little Er also stood there wisely and stopped walking, looking at the storyteller on the stage.

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

"The Story of the Pillow", a legendary chapter created by Chen Luo's previous Tang Dynasty writer Shen Jiji, is a representative work of Tang legends. It tells the story of a destitute scholar Lu Sheng encounters a Lu Sheng in Maodian The surnamed old man sighs that the fortune is not good, and the talent is underappreciated. Speaking of feeling sleepy later, the old man gave Lu Sheng a pillow, claiming that the pillow would bring prosperity and wealth to Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng took the pillow and fell asleep. When he woke up, he was full of energy, so Lu Sheng said goodbye to the old man and returned home.

But then, Lu Sheng's life changed dramatically.

He first met the daughter of a local aristocratic family by chance, and they fell in love with each other. He took her as his wife, and got the help of his husband's family, and his life quickly became rich. In the following year, he passed the imperial examinations and passed the imperial examinations and passed the imperial examinations.

Three years later, Lu Sheng was sent out as a state shepherd, built water conservancy, benefited the people, was engraved by the people, and was later promoted to the capital as Jingzhao Yin.

Not long after Jing Zhaoyin was in office, foreign invaders invaded, and the main general was killed by the enemy army. At this time, he was ordered to go to the army, to pull the building to the top, to destroy the enemy army, to expand the land for thousands of miles, and to build a city to resist foreign deductions, and was supported by the people.

When the class teacher returned to the dynasty, Lu Sheng became an important minister of the country because of his merits. Although he was framed by the villain, he eventually became a virtuous prime minister.

It was only when he got older that political enemies seized on him and tricked the emperor to dismiss him from office and put him in jail. Until this time, Lu Sheng sighed like his wife, saying that he has good food in his home, why bother to pursue prosperity and wealth?

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

It is the so-called "one day in the morning to play the nine heavens, and the evening down the Chaoyang Road eight thousand"!

But things took a turn for the worse. A few years later, the emperor found that he had wronged him, and he called Lu Sheng back again and gave him a high official and generous salary as compensation.

In the following life, Lu gave birth to five sons, each of whom held high positions. He even assisted two generations of emperors and ranked third. Until fifty years later, he died in the emperor's extreme favor.

At this point in the story, the storyteller paused deliberately. The tea guests below were also a little unresponsive.

Is this... the end?

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

It's really cool to put yourself in when listening to a book!

Especially when I heard that I was framed by the villain, but finally recovered, the feeling of relief came spontaneously, and even **** the villain, everyone thought of at least eighteen ways!

But...is that the end?

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

Amid everyone's doubts, Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea and continued to speak—

"Lu Sheng realized after his body, and saw that his body was lying in the house, Lu Weng was sitting next to him, the master was steaming the rice, and he was like the old man..."

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

Is this a dream?

What is a twist, this is a twist!

It turns out that Lu Sheng has not woken up, what to marry a sweet wife, become a high-ranking official, what to go out to become a prime minister, what to promote or demote, what to rank as the third public, and grief after death, this is all a dream!

"Huang Liang's dream must eventually wake up. It has no roots and no limit and returns to the dust."

"Where is the golden dragon flying? It's better to be a real person in the mortal world."

After Mr. Storyteller finished reading the last few final sentences, Xingmu knocked it down again, as if to wake everyone from their dreams, and the storytelling of "The Story of the Pillow" ended...

But at this moment, a wave of divine soul suddenly spread, and the eyes of a little Taoist priest in a Taoist robe lit up, and a divine soul similar to him flew out of his body, floating in the sky for a while, and then returned again. into the little Taoist body.

"A dream! A dream of yellow lily!"

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

"Thank you Wuhou, thank you Wuhou!"

Speaking, the little Taoist bowed deeply towards the direction of Dongcang City with the disciple salute.

Some Confucian scholars asked, "This Daoist brother, you are..."

The Taoist priest also said politely: "Your Excellency, I don't know, this text has the rhythm of Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies. The glory, wealth and wealth are like clouds, and the spring and autumn dreams are free. Xiaodao can hear this text and untie the shackles of the soul. Yesterday's small Taoist, today has been It's a real world..."

The Confucian scholar was shocked when he heard the words, and hurriedly saluted again: "The Confucian scholar in the poetic realm of Qipin has seen a real Taoist person!"

"Hahahaha, little brother, Taoism is free and unrestrained." After speaking, he looked at the storyteller on the stage again, and said, "Sir, this article has a miraculous effect on my Taoism. Xiaodao doesn't know how to read it directly. Is it still the case, dare to ask Mr. to come with me to the Taoist temple, I don't know if Mr. is convenient?"

At this moment, Mr. Storyteller suddenly thought of "Huazui Nansheng" in the storytelling industry because of "Du Shiniang"'s battle for consecration in Zheliu Academy. /

The newly promoted real person smiled slightly, followed by a roll of Taoist robes, and went straight to the Taoist temple with the storyteller. Looking at Daomen Zhenren and Mr. Storyteller who disappeared from sight, everyone present took a deep breath.

An article to help Daoist disciples advance to real people!

As expected of Wuhou!

On the basis of this, how can Bai Mo compare?

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Wenchang Court.

Yan Baichuan looked at "The Story of the Pillow" over and over again with a helpless look on his face.

"This Chen Luo, is it so expensive to fight against yourself?"

"An article makes the demons break through, and an article makes the Daomen advance!"

"Where is my Confucianism?"

"No, he has to put some thought into it!"

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: "Wen Xiang, the many monster clans in the southern wilderness are united. I wrote to the imperial court that I would like to appoint a 'dispatch of Xuan Envoys' to study at Daxuan, this is a petition, and your Majesty will transfer it to Wenchang Pavilion for processing."

"Send Xuan Envoy?" Yan Baichuan put down the brush, and immediately forgot what he was urging Chen Luo to do. For the past 100 years, although the demon clan has envoys to communicate with Daxuan, they have never heard of the name Dispatching Xuan Envoy.

The last time I sent Xuan envoys to the court dates back to the period of Emperor Lin.

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

Although the present proposal is not the letter of credentials issued by the Holy Monarch Palace after the entire demon clan reached a consensus, Yan Baichuan still smiled knowingly when he looked at the dense racial names on it.

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

"The tuition fee for each demon clan has been increased, and it is two...three times the standard of the previous Lin Dynasty. After all, my great Xuan is not rich!"

"They'll take it!"

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

There is always room for bargaining!

Four times as expensive, you can't even afford a piece of Confucianism!

He speaks Leng Bingbing now, the lack of a piece of Confucianism is not an expense!

……

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

In the study of Liaozhai, the entrance to the Yin-Yang Realm opened again, and Chen Luo fell out of the entrance to the Yin-Yang Realm. Then Chen Luo reluctantly got up and retched.

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

"Fuck, this ghostly death energy is so powerful..."

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