Chapter 83： Sign in and write a book, I will become a saint

The steaming open face soup was poured into the big copper jar at the door with a refreshing smell. The quick-witted little Er hangs the items he woke up early today outside the door.

This article was relatively simple before Chen Luo entered Beijing. It was nothing more than an introduction to who Mr. Shuowen was today, and which policy to focus on. But since Chen Luo appeared, this item has become more complicated.

This is the entry of Beifenglou, and it must be the name of Mr. Wen: Huazui Nansheng. After that, it marked its cultivation base: Cheng Poetry.

Further down is the article that Nan Yuanxi wants to talk about today.

The first fold: On the entry of the southern demons.

This is not news. Alliance with demons and savagery has been the basic national policy since His Majesty Daxuan took the throne. Every few years, a group of envoys from the demon race will enter the capital, and they will come to Daxuan to fight the autumn wind for the benefit. It's just that although the demon clan is called the Wan Yaoguo, in fact, various clans are in charge, so their customs and habits are quite different.

The imperial court will write in the paper of the residence, what kind of demon clan is coming, what taboos are there, and where to live, so as to avoid any disputes between the people and the mission.

For example, Fox Girl's tail can't be touched, for example, don't throw **** of wool in front of Cat Girl...

After all, it is not uncommon for warriors to risk their lives to molest the beast girl over the years.

The second fold: The second episode of "The Swordsman" (3)

This is the core of today's "wake up early". In Zhongjing City, if there is no martial arts story written by Wan Anbo in the article of Xing Zao, then Xing Zao's business... Dear, it is better to close the door as soon as possible.

It is said that in order to keep the interest of Nanyuan, the owner of the North Wind Building gave up 30% of the members.

It's just that in normal times, it's usually the two-fold content, but today, it's different.

Below the second fold, written in striking red letters—

The third fold: "Fragrant: Wan Anbo's Youthful Merry, Crazy All Night Linglong Building"

Well, it was Chen Luo who taught Nan Yuanxi, and writing an article should be a headline party. No matter what the content is, just pick the most eye-catching ones and put them on it! What "shock" and "horror", what "the story that XXX and XXX have to tell", what "human nature distorts morality", anyway, how did the explosion come about!

As for the content, people have been tricked into it, do you still care?

Chen Luo never expected that the routine he taught would fall on him first...

One more thing, the "Da Xuan Min Daily" also recorded this incident, with the title "Mo Yan Lang Jun Xiao, Acacia Love Is Over".

Well, the name of the person: Sang Luo.

……

"Pfft—" Chen Luo spit out a sip of tea, and Ji Zhong flexibly turned sideways to avoid the splash.

"Fuck, I've been beating eagles all day long, but I've been pecked in the eye by an eagle!" Chen Luo sighed. He glanced at the content, but it was mainly to promote his name.

"This Nansheng is also insidious enough..." Chen Luo smiled. In that article, in addition to Chen Luo's heroic appearance, he also deliberately described the despicableness and shamelessness of Qian Erkang's group. Even the delicate Luo Hongnu was forced to burst into tears by them, and wanted to smash the piano and seal the song on the spot. Fortunately, the hero of Chen Luo saved the beauty, which made everyone in the first generation of music fascinated.

This is to force Qian Erkang to death!

"However, I like it."

Ji Zhong also said, "That's right, son, do you know what the people say about the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism?"

"Oh? How do you say it?"

"Taoism is ruthless, Confucianism is dirty, Buddhism makes people panic." Ji Zhong blurted out.

"Oh? Why?" Chen Luo asked curiously.

"Daomen cultivates the soul, is ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself, and will lose his soul at every turn, so Daomen is ruthless."

"Confucian scholars have a lot of heart. They say a word and turn 18 turns. If you sell you, you will pay him the money. They have a very heart, so they are called Confucian dirty."

"As for Buddhism, when they kill people, they don't call it murder, they call it transcendence; when they rob, they don't call it robbery, they call it fate; whoever they target, everyone will panic..."

Chen Luo suddenly realized that it was true.

Taoism is ruthless, Confucianism is dirty, and Buddhism makes people panic.

interesting!

……

"Snapped!"

Eye-catchingly photographed, Nan Yuan said in a loud voice.

"At this moment, we, Wan Anbo, smiled softly and said 'interesting'!"

"Do you re-rhyme for lovesickness?"

"Put up your ears and listen to this Sir!"

"I will never miss Acacia in my life, only then will I miss Acacia. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like flying floes, and the breath is like a gossamer thread. There is a lingering fragrance in the air, and I hope that the daughter of a thousand gold wanderers will be there. When the proof comes, exactly when When the lights are half-dark, when the moon is half-bright."

"After the composition of this song, the poems resonate, the lingering sound lingers around the beam, and the elegant rhyme is fragrant!"

"As soon as you can see, that fairy full of flowers, lovesickness and affection, are all tied to the romantic uncle."

"It can also be seen that Luo Hongnu on the stage, her gratitude turned into love, and she poured it all over Chen Dongliu."

"At this time, Qian Erkang and his party were nothing more than turkeys and dogs, and they were just noisy with mosquitoes and flies..."

"This is: the young uncle is full of romance, and the three songs are heartbroken and exquisite. Ya Yunxiang is drunk as a former guest, and his love is as soft as water. He has a heart to compose new songs, and writes all his lovesickness. What is the taboo of your son's name? Absolutely stunning—"

"Pa" is a striking and crisp sound.

"Hush your head down!"

"Okay!" As soon as Nan Yuanxi's voice fell, there were cheers from all over the place.

Everyone seemed to see Luo Hongnu's eyes full of love, the city's beauty, the slight blessing, and the inquiries about names and taboos.

What is Moshang Renruyu!

What is the son of the world unparalleled!

This is a **** template!

How could such a person be the shame of a literati?

It was decided that until the next episode of "Swordsman" comes out, I won't shout for the time being!

……

Chen Luo didn't know that his personality at this time had undergone a slight twist, because he was staring at the red dust air mass that had just gathered in front of him The issue of this issue of "Da Xuan Min Bao" The volume has climbed to 100,000 copies. It is said that other prefectures also went to school and gave them to Wenchang Pavilion, requesting to imitate the example of Zhongjing and publish them in one piece.

Wei Yan talked to himself about this before, Wenchang Pavilion meant to agree with this matter, only Chen Luo's consent was needed. According to Wenchangge's estimates, the simultaneous release of the three Central Plains and Linhai states can be achieved in the next issue as soon as possible.

In the next issue, the thirteen states of Daxuan will be covered as much as possible.

At that time, the circulation given by Wenchang Pavilion was about 700,000 copies, and the number of readers climbed to more than 3 million, and this number will increase depending on the situation.

"By that time, the red dust gas should be enough for me to shock and nourish my gas, right?" Chen Luo thought.

"However, when I started a newspaper, it was because the entire Yawen book was too expensive for ordinary people to bear. If the price was lowered, I couldn't afford it."

"However, most of the cost of the transcription is now contracted by the academy belonging to Your Excellency Wenchang. Can I reduce the price for the full copy?"

"After all, the more readers read, the more feedback I get. And if one of them understands the martial arts in the book, I will learn it naturally."

"It can become stronger even if you lie down!"

"After 30 years of signing in and writing a book, I have become a saint?"

"I don't know if this plan is feasible or not? Also, why is the academy rushing to help me write a book? The eight major academies in Zhongjing can understand. After all, they took the copyright of my "Du Shiniang". What are the other academies in the world planning?"

"We have to figure out the situation."

Chen Luo thought of this, stood up, and walked outside the house.

For unexpected answers, just ask people.

Isn't there a fourth senior brother living at home?

let's go--

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