Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 531: The shame of the literati is super doubled! (2 in 1)

"Good! Good! Good!"

Fang family's ancestral home, Fang Huaji's surprise sound almost subconsciously used the spring thunder of the tongue.

"Okay! That's great!" Fang Huaji held the manuscript of the first episode of "The Legend of the White Snake" and walked around the family assembly hall excitedly.

"This Bai Ze really lived up to our high expectations!" Fang Huaji waved the manuscript in his hand, "A long story! This is a long story!"

"Aside from martial arts, why is Chen Luo's literary name so prosperous?"

"Is he good at poetry? Or is he good at writing short stories?"

"Neither!"

"It was he who wrote the great novel!"

"The Taoist "Tao Te Ching" has only 5,000 words; the four books and five classics of the Confucian classics are only 170,000 words together, but Chen Luo's random novel is 5,000-600,000 words. , and even a million words!"

"Although it is a small talk, but most of the world is a fool, how can you understand those truths!"

"They like this kind of long text that can be heard every day, every month, ups and downs, and eloquent!"

Fang Huahe flushed with excitement, he sat down, looked at the crowd of Fang Family Confucians, and said with a smile, "At first, the old man had some reservations about this Bai Ze!"

"The old man thought that when his Liao Zhai short stories reached a certain length, they would be published for him again!"

"I didn't expect that Bai Ze actually wrote a long story, and it's also a story of snake demon in response to the Lin'an West Lake incident!"

"There are those who say that only Wuhou can write millions of stories, you can stop!"

"Let me out now, a long book, my family's guest, the demon Bai Ze, can also write!"

"I would like to see how Chen Luo responds!"

At this time, a great Confucian frowned slightly and said: "Patriarch, is it too early to say what I said now?"

"What if this Bai Ze is too weak and can't write anymore? It doesn't matter if he loses face at that time, my Fang family will be ridiculed together!"

At this time, Fang Huaji hadn't spoken yet, another Confucian from the Fang family said, "Uncle Thirteen, Chen Luo published a new article a few days ago."

"Similar to Liao Zhai's short story style, but the story is more bizarre and involves the underworld."

"It's called "Lu Sentence"!"

"It is said that men who read this text are getting smarter and women are getting more beautiful!"

"Only my family can't feel it!"

"Right now, Confucianism and Taoism are arguing over whether 'Lu Ju' belongs to Confucianism or Taoism in the story!"

"Chen Luozhi's literary name flourishes again!"

"The old man thinks that the decision of the head of the family is very wise. No matter whether Bai Ze can write "The Legend of the White Snake" as a full-length novel, at this time, Chen Luo's child must not be the leader!"

As soon as these words came out, nearly half of the great scholars in the field nodded slightly.

The current Fang family is almost obsessed with Chen Luo, that is, they cannot see Chen Luo achieve any success.

And, they are not without the ability to fight back!

They have White Ze!

As the first force to form an alliance with Bai Ze and introduce Bai Zezhi's text into Daxuan, the more successful Fangcunshan Bai Ze is, the more successful their Fang family will be!

After all, there is Bole and then there are Maxima, Maxima often has it, but Bole doesn't often have it!

His Fang family is Bai Mo's Bole!

"Cough, cough..." A fat Confucian sitting in the front seat suddenly coughed twice, and said to Fang Huaji, "Patriarch, just in time, the old man also has something to share with you."

Fang Huahe glanced at each other and his face became serious. This great scholar, named Fang Zhilin, was a generation older than himself. He was a character who came out of the Fang family's secret realm. Normally, he would only sit quietly during clan meetings and would not speak.

"Uncle Fifteen, please speak." Fang Huahe said respectfully.

Fang Zhilin nodded and said, "Our Fang family has sent back information from the demon clan's eyeliner that the Southern Desolate Toad Palace has appeared!"

"The Toad Palace is here!" As soon as these words came out, the entire clan hall immediately became agitated.

Fang Huaji was also stunned for a moment, and then he said, "Silence!"

The great Confucians quieted down and looked at Fang Zhilin again. Fang Zhilin continued: "Every time the Toad Palace appears in the world, the Southern Wilderness will inevitably usher in a tide of blood!"

"What kind of blood tide this time is, it still needs to be observed! But the female emperor of the tiger clan is about to become an ancestor, this time the blood tide is likely to come to her. If this is the case, it will be rare once in hundreds of years. Ancestral demon-level blood tide, the Fang family can't miss it!"

"Han Changli of the previous dynasty took advantage of the tides of blood in the Southern Wilderness to be consecrated, seized the luck of the Southern Wilderness, and walked out of the path of a sage of 'Writing to carry the Tao'."

"Our Fang family also has top scholars. If we can take this opportunity to be consecrated, our Fang family will be more confident!"

"But the most important thing..." Fang Zhilin changed his words, "Even if our Fang family can't grab the opportunity, we can't let Zhulin grab it!"

"Lang Feixian, the eldest disciple of the bamboo forest, was in the realm of search in his early years. Although he was injured in Mantian and was repelled from the realm, it is impossible to guarantee that he has recovered by now. If he can take this opportunity to be consecrated..."

As soon as these words came out, all the great scholars of the Fang family fought a cold war.

Xue Tu Da Ru Lang Fei Xian, that is a fierce **** who can kill enemies by leaps and bounds. If he was consecrated, wouldn't he be the second Bamboo Sage?

The key is this stuff, don't be afraid of death!

The more you fight, the happier you are!

If he is allowed to take the demon clan's luck and canonize him, he may be a first-time semi-sage, and his combat power will not be weaker than that of Bamboo Sage!

One Bamboo Sage can hit three, and then one more?

All the Confucians of the Fang family fought a cold war.

Can't think! OK!

"It's not that easy to grab the tidal luck..." You Da Ru Qiang said calmly, "Let's not talk about the demon clan, even if it is my human clan, there are definitely not a few noble families who get news, and the suitable peak There are also many great Confucians..."

"Be prepared to avoid trouble!" Fang Zhilin's eyes flashed with a hint of evil, "Bai Ze came into being. That Fangcun Mountain Baimo stirred up the original luck of the Southern Wilderness with strange words, just like a catfish entering a river, This is our opportunity to fish in troubled waters!"

"In my opinion, this white ink is the best entry point for this blood tide, and it is also a surprise!"

"I agree with the opinion of the patriarch. This morning, I spread the word about "The Legend of the White Snake". If he Bai Mo can write this article, our Fang family will keep him famous in the human race! For dragging him down, Bai Mo can't help but appreciate it!"

"Furthermore, the old man also proposed to take this matter of "The Legend of the White Snake" to the court for the title of Bai Mo!"

"It's better to be a prince!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and then fell into deep thought.

Fang Huaji thought for a while and said, "It's not uncommon for the imperial court to appoint a prince to the demon clan. It's not difficult. It's just Uncle Fifteen, what kind of prince do we ask for?"

Fang Huaji's question is very simple, whether to ask for a false title or a real title!

A false title, this is easy to handle. Bai Mo's article is quite remarkable, and he advocates the unity of the two ethnic groups. If the Fang family submits a letter to ask for a seal, the court will still give this face.

But if it is actually sealed, it is a bit difficult.

Real seal...where is it sealed? Will the fiefdoms be willing? Besides, if you seal an inland city to Bai Mo, will Bai Mo be happy?

Fang Zhilin smiled lightly: "Naturally, it is a real seal. Does the false title have any attraction to the current Bai Mo? How can I show the sincerity of our Fang family!"

[To tell the truth, I have been using Mimi to read and update books recently, switching sources, and reading aloud tones, which can be used on both Android and Apple. ]

"Lin'an City in "The Legend of the White Snake" is the border of Daxuan, and naturally cannot be separated out, but what if we seek a master of the West Lake?"

"Since he uses the 'West Lake' as the scene in the article, he must love the West Lake, which is exactly what he likes."

Fang Huaji thought for a while: "A lake is really suitable. The monster clan borders the lake and the human clan West Lake. He Bai Mo sits on the two lakes, which is also a good story. However, this lake has always been prosperous in poetry and poetry, and it is a place of literary movement. I'm afraid that Wenchang Pavilion will not agree!"

"Then change with him!" Fang Zhilin said, "The old man has already thought about it. Wenchang Pavilion planned to incorporate Dongcang opera into the official school system, wasn't it blocked by me?"

"This matter can't be stopped for long, at most three or five years."

"Then simply give Yan Baichuan a favor and let him draw out the West Lake!"

When the great Confucians heard the words, they couldn't help nodding their heads.

Although it's a little uncomfortable to make opera popular, it just gave up an interception that was doomed to fail without paying any real price.

What's more, even if Bai Mo accepts the canonization, will he really leave the Southern Wilderness and run into the territory of the human race?

In addition to entrusting the Fang family to take charge of this West Lake, who else can I find?

That is the West Lake, the West Lake where "the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are different in the sun", "the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy".

In the end, it didn't fall into the hands of his Fang family!

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure!

This wave, the Fang family wants to make money!

"Come here, immediately transcribe and transcribe "The Legend of the White Snake", people stop writing and keep writing, I want this text to spread throughout Daxuan tomorrow!" Fang Huaji immediately ordered!

This night, one of the few big families in the human race was mobilized, and the lights of the whole square city were still on.

A piece of "Fang Bai United Daily News" with the fragrance of ink flowed out from Fang's house and sent it to various places in Daxuan!

For the name of Bai Mo, the Fang family did their best!

……

The sky is still bright.

"A little newsboy who sells newspapers, carrying a big schoolbag, gets up early in the morning to sell newspapers, and walks all over the streets and alleys..." A crisp child's voice sounded in the streets of Zhongjing.

"Yo... This is the Fang family's newsboy team coming out." A diner said with a smile.

The Fang family invited everyone to imitate Chen Luo's newspaper sales song to write this song for a newspaper boy. It also sounds innocent and innocent. In fact, no matter how Chen Luo and the Fang family fought, it was a good thing to give these children an extra household allowance. The scholars were also very friendly to these newsboys.

"Little guy, come here..." Xu Laoqi put down his mistake, took out a little piece of silver, handed it to the other party, and said with a smile, "Is it Mr. Bai from the demon clan who published a new article?"

"Yeah!" The little newsboy replied according to what the teacher taught him, "Mr. Bai wrote an article "The Legend of the White Snake", which is about snake demons!"

After thinking about it, the little newsboy added: "It's exciting!"

"Pfft..." All the diners spit out the tea in their mouths.

Xu Laoqi wanted to tease the little newsboys, so he asked: "What kind of stimulation method?"

The tabloid boy rolled his eyes at each other, and even said it in his native dialect: "I know what to say? I can't even recognize the words..."

Suddenly there was laughter in the tea shop, and Xu Laoqi even took out a little bit of silver and threw a small newspaper boy, saying: "Study hard, the newspaper sellers still can't recognize the words, I'm afraid they're a melon child!"

The little newsboy took the money, put a newspaper on the coffee table, bowed to Xu Laoqi to express his gratitude, and then ran a few steps before turning back and shouting: "I'm not Guwazi!"

"I told you the content, you won't buy it..."

"Hahahaha..." There was another burst of laughter in the restaurant.

After smiling, Xu Laoqi rolled up the newspaper and stuffed it into his arms. The diners next to him asked curiously, "This Yin Gong, don't you read this newspaper?"

"Don't watch, don't watch!" Xu Laoqi waved his hand, "Didn't you hear that little clever ghost say it's old and exciting?"

"For the first time, it's best to go to the morning tea house to wake up and listen to what the husband has to say. After listening to it, go back and read it slowly..."

"What Xiongtai said is very true!" Another diner who was leading the table answered, "Those goblins in Mr. Bai's writings, you must first hear what Mr. Shu said. If you look at it yourself, you always think It's not good enough..."

"I've always been a fox demon before, but this time it's a snake demon, it must be very exciting..."

"I don't know what kind of life Mr. Bai lived in Nanhuang?"

The voice fell, and the tea shop suddenly burst into laughter for the third time, but the charm of this laughter... Anyone who understands it understands!

……

The biggest Xingzao teahouse in Zhongjing is now full of people.

The content of today's storytelling is written prominently.

"The Great Sage of the Peak: The Story I Have to Tell with Human Scholars!"

"Fate: The little snake I saved turned out to be a beautiful girl!"

"Deeply Touching: A Kindness Across Thousands of Years!"

"One piece of text shook the wilderness, and the double curve broke people's hearts!"

"Legend of the White Snake, take you to appreciate the charm of snake monsters!"

The provocative slogan full of provocation made the people waiting outside the teahouse curious one by one, just waiting for the moment when the teahouse opened!

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Bai is fighting with Wuhou in the air!"

"Isn't it? How long has it been since "Lu Judgment" came out, Mr. Bai started writing "The Legend of the White Snake", but to be honest, I was really frightened by "Lu Judgment". "What was written?"

"It must be said that Mr. Bai's style has always been charming and bold, with boundless spring, full of southern wilderness..."

"The fox demon has written very well, and I don't know what this snake demon can write! I'm really... looking forward to it!"

"Although as a human race, I stand for Wuhou; but Mr. Bai's article is really good, and it provides a lot of detailed research for our research on monsters!"

"Exactly! Besides, judging from the style of the article, Mr. Bai also belongs to the family of relatives. It's just a pity that he chose to cooperate with the Fang family!"

"Hugh's nonsense! Isn't the Fang family not a human race? If you want me to say, the Fang family has vigorously promoted Mr. Bai's articles, and this time they did it right!"

"The two of you don't have to fight. It's our turn to decide these matters. However, Mr. Bai is at least better than Wuhou in one point, that is, he never stops!"

"Yes, yes, the shame of being a literati must be learned from Mr. Bai, and the end should be clean. Don't leave a tail and make people's thoughts incomprehensible."

At this moment, the door of the Waking Morning Teahouse slammed open, and the two juniors walked out of the teahouse, putting one hand behind their ears, exercising their breath, and shouting loudly: "Wake up—morning—lie! ..."

At the same time, the guests who had been waiting outside streamed in one after another, pouring into the Wake Morning Cafe.

……

"Bai Suzhen at the foot of Mount Qingcheng, has cultivated this body for thousands of years in the cave..."

In Zheliu Academy, while looking at the newspaper in his hand, Kong Tianfang tapped the beat and sang softly.

Tian Haiyi, who was beside him, frowned: "Sir, why are you still singing?"

"Hehe, this Bai Mo is a bit interesting. Look... he marked the music score on the article." After speaking, Kong Tianfang handed the newspaper to Tian Haiyi, Tian Haiyi glanced at it and said in surprise: " Sure enough!"

"What more..." Kong Tianfang pinched his beard, "This article is different from what he wrote before."

"The demon clan is weak, and the human clan is prosperous. A demon pays attention to the concept of 'repaying virtue with virtue'. This imagination is simply unrestrained and unique!"

"It looks like a story about a married couple, but this writing is clearly to write about the couple's life after marriage, rather than the previous articles that were written after they got married and ended hastily!"

"You and I both understand that it's easy to write about meeting and falling in love, but it's hard to say that knowing and staying with each other..."

"The demon who falls into the red dust is also the red dust."

"Chen Luo really met his opponent this time!"

Tian Haiyi frowned subconsciously, just looked down, only to see the end, Tian Haiyi slammed the table: "Damn!"

Kong Tianfang was shocked and asked quickly, "What's the matter? The old man hasn't looked at the back, is there any remarks against my human race!"

"Look at it for yourself!" Tian Haiyi handed the newspaper to Kong Tianfang, Kong Tianfang immediately fell to the end with a glance and ten lines, and immediately his eyebrows were raised, and his anger rushed into the crown!

"Not a son of man!"

"I thought that Bai Mo was Chen Luo's enemy, but I didn't expect him to be a raccoon dog!"

"Shame on the literati!"

……

On the other side, wake up to the morning tea house.

Everyone looked at the delicate woman standing beside the storyteller with a puzzled look.

It's good-looking and good-looking, but what are you doing standing on the stage?

When the eye-catching photo was taken, everyone understood the role of the woman.

It was a live singing!

What a **** ritual!

This is a new job!

"The beautiful scenery of the West Lake, in March, the heavens; the spring rain is like wine and smoke."

"It is a fate to meet a thousand miles away, but it is difficult to hold hands without a fate. Ten years of cultivation can cross the boat together, and a hundred years of cultivation can make you sleep together..."

As the classic singing sounded, the audience closed their eyes one by one, as if they came to the Misty West Lake together and stood on the swaying awning boat.

As if in the boat, a delicate young lady was smiling shyly at her, and a clever and eccentric pretty maid looked at her angrily, scolding herself not to look anymore...

This spring rain moves the hearts of young people; this awning boat carries the splendid spring sorrow.

If this rain won't stop, if this ship won't dock, that's right, no one will disembark.

There are no brilliant spells or magical powers, and there are no treacherous intrigues, just two simple, picturesque first encounters.

The story turns abruptly, and the mischievous Xiaoqing faces Xu Xian who came to visit Bai Suzhen, teasingly said that Bai Suzhen has already made a marriage, and hurries Xu Xian away.

At this time, the clear sky thundered, and the pouring rain fell again.

A heart of the audience hangs on the dark cloud, urging Bai Suzhen to quickly clarify this misunderstanding. Suddenly, a voice came ruthlessly.

"Crack!"

"If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next breakdown!"

Audience: (｀Д)!!

A mouthful of old blood stuck in my chest!

What's the situation?

This... this familiar feeling?

The ominous out-of-context power is back?

White ink? Also out of chapter?

Super doubling of literati shame?

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and then looked on the stage, only to see that the storyteller disappeared "skillfully", leaving only the beautiful woman who was a little overwhelmed on the stage.

Confirmed, out of context!

The first time is over here!

Gan!

For a time, everyone remembered the horror of being ruled by "Next Time Decomposition"!

"Gan!"

"Grass!"

"Day!"

In an instant, a sentence of a classic blurted out, and the battle sound that once resounded in the morning tea house returned again——

"Bring me that 40-foot broadsword!"

"The old man knows how the demons can write articles! It's a shame for literati to write and write!"

"Hate me! Why stop here!"

"Bai Mo, it's good not to learn, how do you learn this stuff! he-tui!"

"Send all the blades to Fang's house!"

"Yes, yes, send the blade to Fang's house!"

……

Lingzhou, bamboo forest.

The evening breeze blows.

Lang Feixian yawned and looked at the fishing rod in his hand with some boredom.

The teacher and junior sister have gone to the outer world, and they have to guard the bamboo forest.

How boring!

It has been thirty-two days and five hours, three quarters and three minutes without waves...

I really want to go out and let myself go!

After all, as a flower, it always has to experience wind and rain before it can bloom. It will only become a flower in the greenhouse when it has been in the bamboo forest!

Will be like the third, sissy!

In just two days, I'll go to Nanhuang's little junior brother for a turn, shouldn't it be in the way?

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother..." Just as Lang Feixian was thinking about it, the voice of Old Seven came over.

Then, Lang Feixian saw his fish drifting, and with a hard pull, a koi was caught from the lotus pond.

"Seventh Junior Brother?"

The koi stomped on the ground: "Senior brother, I just received news from Wenchang Pavilion Yan Baichuan."

Lang Feixian was stunned for a moment: "Let's put Lao Yan's information first, why did you make a koi?"

The koi replied: "This is the content of the third chapter, the second chapter of the bamboo forest ecological defense plan. Don't you remember, eldest brother? I have shown you!"

"Oh...I have an impression, I have an impression..." Lang Feixian replied perfunctorily, and quickly changed the subject, "What did Yan Baichuan say?"

Koi opened his mouth wide and said: "Yan Baichuan said that the Fang family is for the younger brother, no, strictly speaking, they are asking for the title of Fangcunshan Baimo, and they plan to seal the 'Marquis of Pinghu' and seal it in the West Lake of Lin'an. !”

"With the West Lake as the center, the shore will be expanded for twenty miles and set as a fief."

Lang Feixian's face was strange: "That's the place of Wen Yun, the Fang family is good to the younger brother... Has Yan Baichuan agreed?"

"No, the Fang family's condition is to agree that the operas of the younger brothers and sisters will be included in the official school system, but Yan Baichuan also wants the Fang family to contribute money to let Wenchang Pavilion build 600 schools in Daxuan; Wenchang Pavilion is included in Fang Jiasheng The number of places in the realm has been increased by three; there is also a splendid ink of the great Confucian level; and three great scholars from the Fang family will be appointed to serve in the Wenchang Pavilion..."

"Heart black! Can the Fang family agree?" Lang Feixian cursed.

"The Fang family agreed!"

"Nice job!" Lang Feixian blurted out!

"Right~IndoMTL.com~ I have something to do..." Lang Feixian was about to talk to "Koi" about his plan for a two-day trip to the Southern Wilderness, and the Koi said first, "There is one more thing. !”

"Yan Baichuan spread a message that the Southern Desolate Toad Palace will reappear, and the tide of blood will be in the future!"

"Let you be prepared, senior brother, there may be unexpected benefits when there is a junior brother in Nanhuang!"

Lang Feixian heard the words and said helplessly: "Old Seven, I've lost my way. Now my way is protecting the martial art of my younger brother!"

"Only when my junior brother has traveled 9,000 miles, can I take that step!"

The koi stomped and nodded, "I know!"

"But other people don't know!"

"Let's keep our hands steady, senior brother, you can completely disturb your sight! Don't forget, there are three senior brothers..."

Lang Feixian heard the words and nodded solemnly.

This is a big deal!

When the smoke bomb? It just sounds like a character set that is soaring.

This one suits me!

"So, during this time, eldest brother, you have to stay steady in the bamboo forest, so that the outside world can't figure out your cards!" Koi said.

Lang Feixian's face froze, her two-day trip to the Southern Wilderness was ruined?

Not happy!

Immediately, Lang Feixian looked at the koi on the ground meaningfully: "Lao Qi, you can also go to the South Wilderness to fight, right?"

"Hehe..." Koi laughed, "Senior brother, you know me."

"This kind of thing, there are too many people, it's not stable!"

After speaking, the koi slammed into smoke, and a fish-shaped piece of paper fell to the ground.

"Alas..." Lang Feixian sighed, raised his head, and looked in the direction of Nanhuang, "The tide of blood..."

"Little Junior Brother, I really envy you!"

"Wherever you go, big things happen!" (To be continued)