Chapter 466

"What's the matter?"

Lin Fan was really curious when he was so intrigued by the seven vice ministers.

"He's a novelist!"

Lin Fan: (⊙ o ⊙)

What do you say?! Novels are all written by others. What is he not a novelist? If you don't have a name, you have to put the word "home" for others.

he almost failed to make complaints about Tucao.

"And then..."

“…… He is really a novelist

"I know, and then?"

"Well, no, you don't understand what I mean. He's a novelist of all schools of thought!"

Lin Fan slightly a Leng, immediately returned to God.

A novelist in a hundred schools of thought?

This, this, this, this

"In ancient times, novelists have already appeared in all schools of thought?"

He was a little confused. As a science student, he did not read much about such ancient records and documents. At most, he just heard a few words mentioned by others.

Therefore, Lin fan, a hundred schools of thought, knows, but he really can't figure out what "families" there are.

At the moment, I was shocked by the novelist.

However, it can't be shown at this time, otherwise, it will be too lost?

As a result, the boy turned his eyes and calmly responded, "I know it's a novelist of all schools of thought, and then what?"

“……”

Seven vice ministers pause for two seconds and respond, "no, then."

"No more?"

"We did meet, but he refused to say, or he said he didn't know anything, he just wrote casually."

"We don't have any evidence to prove that what he said is false, and there is nothing wrong with others. We can't restrict his freedom all the time."

"So I've just seen it. "

"I'll go to ~"

Lin Fan yelled: "let's arrange it. Maybe I don't think it's appropriate to talk to you when I see him

"No problem!"

The seventh vice minister should say, "I'll arrange it for you right now. We should see you around tonight."

"Good!"

Hang up.

Lin Fan felt his chin and fell into meditation: "it seems that I still missed a lot of details after all..."

"As an official, the Ministry of residents' happiness and life, and I don't know how many people with high intelligence quotient act as think tanks. Many things are considered more carefully and deeply than me."

"This can not be ignored..."

He was a little wary.

For example, before this, he had never thought why the novel of cultivating immortals was so similar to the real one!

Coincidence?

There are too many books, so it's hard to avoid some similarities?

But the problem is that the novelist, as the founder of Xiuzhen stream novels, his works are already very similar!

But I have been ignoring this.

It is also until now, when talking to the seven vice ministers, the seven vice ministers have said it themselves. Only then did Lin Fan know that they had already thought of this point, and even had seen it.

It's not that they can't see it, but they give Lin Fan a wake-up call.

If the three cobblers are the best of Zhuge Liang, what if there are three think tanks, even 30 or 300?

Positive and negative? Where did you see the poisonous chicken soup?

Together, these think tanks will only enable them to analyze all the details in the shortest possible time, so as to propose adaptation strategies for these details.

So

Don't look down on anyone!

This is true even if it is now the object of cooperation, even if the other party's personal force is not outstanding.

Especially after a Wu Jie and Qi Zixiao remind him of "don't die", Lin fan is more cautious.

"But then again."

"Novelists What is the situation? "

He opened the thousand degrees, searched, and soon got the results.

Novelist, one of the hundred schools of thought, has lost most of his books. According to Ban Gu's Hanshu Yiwenzhi, it is said that "the flow of novelists is based on the humble officials; the gossip is the product of hearsay."

Novelists can represent the four customs of the common people. However, because of its small way, it is not valued by the world, and eventually perishes.

The representative figure of novelist is Yu Chu.

He was born in Luoyang, Henan in the Western Han Dynasty. Most of his deeds have been lost. According to historical records and records of the Han Dynasty, in the reign of Emperor Wu, Yu Chu used to serve as a minister of alchemists, riding in yellow clothes on horseback, and was called the emissary in yellow clothes.

It is recorded in the records of Jiao Si: "Luoyang Yuchu and others used Fangci to curse Xiongnu and Dawan. "

" it turns out that novelists mainly record folk gossip and report them to their superiors. However, although novelists have their own family, they are regarded as non mainstream ones, so there is a saying that "there are ten schools in the world..."After reading a lot of relevant records, articles and analysis, Lin Fan gradually understood.

"In short, it is equivalent to recording unofficial history, and writing some folk legends by the way?"

"But what is written in the record is that the novelist is dead?"

“……”

"Fortunately, it's just a record. You can't believe everything. If you see it, you will know."

……

Night.

City C, a tea Room VIP Hall.

Lin Fan met Chen Chumo, the descendant of the novelist. The writer was named Gu Lian, and the novel he created at the beginning of Xiuzhen school was called the journey of Xiuzhen.

(PS: I know brother Xiao Qian and his ethereal journey, but this is the world of novels. It's different. Don't be serious, old man. It's always bad to write people in the real world.)

"Mr. Lin."

Chen Chumo smiles and reaches out his hand. Lin fan does the same thing. After holding it gently, he looks at each other gently.

There is no fluctuation of the real yuan, not a cultivator of immortals.

Even the body is still very weak, not only has not been nourished by aura, but also the whole body is full of small problems, from the construction of the cervical spine, lumbar spine, stomach and so on, almost no one is healthy.

"Dare to disturb."

Lin Fan opened his mouth and apologized.

"Where?"

Chen Chumo still smiles: "in fact, I wanted to see Mr. Lin a long time ago, but I didn't have a chance."

"I'm lucky to see you today."

"Let's not be polite."

Lin Fan laughs: "I don't like those twists and turns, straight into the theme."

"Mr. Chen, you should know why I want to see you."

"Can guess." Chen Chumo nodded: "the residents' happy life department has told me your identity, so..."

"That's good."

Lin Fan said, "I want to know how much the novelist knows about the cultivation of immortals, or the cultivation of truth?"

"You How did you know that? "

His eyes were burning and he looked directly at Chen Chumo.

There is no pressure, just quietly watching, waiting, looking forward to the answer of his counterpart.

"To be honest with Mr. Lin."

Chen Chumo lamented: "the reason why we didn't tell the residents' happy life department before is that it's unnecessary, and our ancestors of novelists have left their ancestral precepts."

"I do know something, or The past. "

"The source of information is that our ancestors of novelists have left some things down through the ages. Although these things are less and less, there are still some useful things and records."

Hearing this, Lin Fan nods gently.

This is not so hard to understand.

In ancient times, novelists were regarded as "unofficial history" writers and "recorders" of folk biographies and legends, which were quite different from modern novelists.

In fact, it is very reasonable for novelists to have some records and ancient books passed on to later generations.

As for why there are fewer and fewer

After thousands of years, the preserved things are gradually damaged and lost. Is there a problem?

In the record, the novelist has long been dead.

In other words, they haven't really appeared for a long time.

It's really normal to lose some of the school's heritage.

Let's not say that it's the school's inheritance. Even if it's an ancestral thing, if it's handed down for too long and there are too many generations, it will often lose a lot of things.

Seeing that Lin Fan just nodded and did not interrupt, Chen Chumo went on: "and in the records and ancient books handed down, I learned some ancient information and legends, among which there are about the existence of practitioners."

"But it's just a few words."

Speaking of this, Chen Chumo was deeply saddened and said: "Mr. Lin, dare to ask, do you know the legend of the emperor burning books and burying Confucianism?"

"Of course, I have heard some of them, but they are all hearsay. I don't know what the details are." Lin Fan tells the truth.

Burning books and pit books?

Yes, I have!

But it has been more than 2000 years since the specific events happened. Who knows what the situation is?

"Yes."

Chen Chumo nodded: "but in the records of our novelists," burning books and burying Confucians "does exist

"However, it was not the Confucians who were killed by the first emperor, but the existence of some" evil sects "among the various schools of thought."

"What was not conducive to the rule at that time, or that was pernicious to the people, or harmful to the world, was" pit. "

"This also led to the following schools of thought, almost everyone was in danger, most of them were gradually silent, and disappeared in the stage of history."

"We novelists are one of them!"

"I see!"

Lin Fan exclaimed.Burning books and burying Confucians In this world, many people say that they misunderstood the first emperor. In fact, he did not pit the Confucians, but the warlocks and alchemists.

But who knows? After all, no one has seen the scene of that year.

However, the novelist originally recorded these things. As a descendant of the novelist, Chen Chumo's news from his mouth will be more reliable, that is to say.

"It has been silent for many years. Although all schools of thought have been passed on in secret, as far as I know, few of them have passed on. Most of them have been interrupted on the stage of history."

"And some records about Xiuzhen are still some miscellaneous remarks recorded by the ancestors of our novelists in the pre Qin period."

"I have brought all the relevant works and books. If Mr. Lin is interested, he can have a look at it himself."

"This should be more trustworthy than my empty mouth and my own words?"

Speaking of this, Chen Chumo looked directly at Lin fan, but he almost wrote the word "sincerity" on his face.