v3 Chapter 175： Zhongjing is murderous

Chen Luo was also stunned at this time, staring at Song Tuizhi, who was standing opposite.

"You only wrote four words?" Song Tuizhi's eyes seemed to lift Chen Luo up and shake to see if he had a manuscript.

Chen Luo has an expression that I really don't have, and the writer doesn't do that.

"But..." Song Tuizhi frowned slightly before he finished speaking, and pulled Chen Luo to flash outside the study.

Chen Luo was stunned by the sight in front of him.

For the first time, he saw so many spatially twisting halos.

Are the Avengers assembled?

Song Tuizhi blocked Chen Luo behind him and said, "Don't leave me half a step."

Chen Luo nodded desperately, he felt that as long as he was a little bit away from Song Tui, he would be arrested by some great scholar and locked in a small dark room!

No surprise, the first person to show up was Wen Xiang.

After Yan Baichuan appeared, he was not so anxious, his eyes fell on Chen Luo, he didn't speak, he just waited.

Next was the Prime Minister Zhou Zuofeng. As soon as he appeared, he asked, "What did you write again?"

"Zhou Zuofeng, be careful!" A low voice rang out, and Sima Lie appeared in the third place. He took out a treasured pen and a history book, and asked, "Do you want to provoke my Shi family?"

Zhou Zuofeng glared at Sima Lie and didn't speak again, but Sima Lie looked at Chen Luo with bright eyes: "Little friend, did you write the book you said earlier? 'The words are still in my ears', 'the long river of history', only half saints Only high-level history books will trigger such visions, but this long history is illusory, what is going on?"

Just as Chen Luo was about to explain, another figure appeared in the courtyard, until at the end, the first **** Hou An also appeared.

"Wan Anbo, Your Majesty asked me to ask, what happened?"

Chen Luo looked at the densely packed Confucian scholars standing in the yard, trying to squeeze a smile, but couldn't. Song Tuizhi told him just now that the Confucian scholars present were at least second-rank knowledge.

These aren't those cuties who cry out to send razors at every turn.

These are the big guys who will really make you 404!

Oh, right.

Chen Luo looked at Hou An again.

There is also a permission dog!

How to do?

Did you tell them that you only wrote a title?

Just at this moment, the illusory history in the sky slowly disappeared, and the colorful beam of light fell back into the four characters "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". Only then did everyone see that the colorful beam of light was actually formed by these four characters.

"Romance of the Three Kingdoms?" Zhou Zuofeng looked puzzled.

""Xiao Ya" says: 'Performance, wide and far', then 'Romance' should be to deduce and elaborate the truth." Yan Baichuan glanced at the political minister with disgust, then looked at Chen Luo, "You, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms , are you planning to use three countries to tell a story?"

Chen Luo was taken aback and nodded.

"I don't know why?" Yan Baichuan continued to ask.

Chen Luo was about to answer "the general trend of the world, long-term separation must be combined long-term separation", suddenly thought that this general trend of separation and integration does not seem to be suitable for this world, and was stunned for a while.

At this moment, Sima Lie's eyes lit up, and he recited: "The waters of the Yangtze River are rolling in the east, and the waves wash away the heroes. The success or failure has turned into nothing, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. The white-haired fisherman on the Jiangzhu, I am used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, a pot of turbid wine rejoicing to meet each other, how many things in the past and present are all jokes!"

Most of the people present had never heard of this poem, and they were all surprised when they heard it. They then recited it softly and praised: "Good poem! Sima Daru, this poem is your new work, and it should be a poem handed down by historians!"

"That's right. This word is wonderful, generous and tragic, and the vicissitudes of life are all in the poem."

"Unfortunately, this word creates an atmosphere of indifference and tranquility, with a high artistic conception and profound meaning!"

"If Sima Daru can write this word, is it a step closer to being a saint?"

All of a sudden, there were praises everywhere, and Sima Lie hurriedly said, "No, no. This is done by little friend Chen Luo."

"Huh?" For a while, these great Confucians who did not change their faces even when the mountains and the ground were torn apart twitched their faces and looked at Chen Luo again.

"What this old man means is that little friend Chen Luo's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is the reasoning of this poem?" Sima Lie let Chen Luo enjoy the consternation of the great Confucians for a moment, and then he said again.

Chen Luo nodded quickly: "Exactly!"

Zhou Zuofeng squinted his eyes: "Then... what about books?"

Chen Luo smiled awkwardly, quietly took another half step behind Song Tuizhi, and shrugged: "I haven't written it yet!"

Silence!

Terrible silence!

The backyard of Wan'anbo Mansion was silent!

According to the later description of the great Confucian who was present, there was a great Confucian who was murdered at that time.

There are poems as proof:

The soaring vision shocked the great Confucianism,

A hermit in the deep mountains came out of the grass.

Why did the killing intent arise out of thin air?

Only see the title but not the book!

……

"Cough cough..." Sima Lie's voice sounded again, breaking the calm.

"The book has not yet been completed, but there is a vision, little friend, this "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" makes this old man think of a book." Sima Lie smiled slightly, ""Shangshu"! That is the first historical work, open to my historian One door, the title of the book was engraved that day, the Shijia giant gate was pushed open, and the long river of history rushed out from the giant gate."

"My little friend, this "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" should be the first to create the integration of 'Romance' and open the 'Romance River'. This long river actually exudes the power of time, and the old man can feel that the 'Romance River' and the 'Long River of History' In the same way, the ups and downs of the years and the changes in the world have a bit of a false meaning, it seems that there is a historical undercurrent in it, the old man is looking forward to it!"

After speaking, Sima Lie bowed his hands to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo naturally knew that Sima Lie was helping himself out of the siege, and also reminded other great scholars not to have any bad thoughts, so he quickly returned to thank him.

Zhou Zuofeng asked, "When will the book be completed?"

Chen Luo frowned. To be honest, he really didn't know. If writing every word is like writing the four characters of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", then it will not be finished in one hundred and eighty years.

But if the main text is written the same as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", it is estimated that it will only take a few days.

Wen Xiang saw Chen Luo with a bitter look on his face, and then looked at Sima Lie: "Mr. Sima, is it difficult to write history books?"

Sima Lie sighed, "History books are heavy, each word weighs more than 1,000 kilograms, and it has to stand the test of the long history. Naturally, it is extremely slow!"

"Try it now!" Wen Xiang waved his hand, and a desk appeared in front of Chen Luo.

Chen Luo understood that Wen Xiang asked himself to write to others, which meant that even if he was tied up, it would still be at the same speed, so Song Tuizhi did not stop him. So Chen Luo activated the red dust he had just recovered, picked up the brush and wrote "The first time..."

"Huh? It is indeed more difficult and expensive than writing "The Condor Heroes", but it is much smaller than writing the four words in the title."

After sensing for a moment, Chen Luo immediately resumed writing—

"For the first time, the three heroes of Taoyuan were married, and the heroes of the Yellow Turbans were the first to make contributions."

Well, at this speed, I can write about once a day.

Chen Luo put down his pen and roughly expressed his judgment.

Wen Xiang nodded, then looked at the other great Confucian scholars, and said, "Let's go. Let me retreat and stare at this matter."

The other great Confucians nodded slightly, and bowed their hands to Chen Luo, and then their figures disappeared.

After a while, all the great scholars in the courtyard disappeared. Only Sima Lie stayed for a while and invited Chen Luo to be a guest at the Spring and Autumn Hall when he had time, and then he left the Earl's Mansion.

Only then did Chen Luo look at Song Tuizhi: "Senior brother, why do I feel a little strange?"

Chen Luo only reacted at this time. Before he wrote about Xiaoao and Shendiao, he had never received so much attention from Confucian scholars. Why did Sima Lie and Yan Baichuan speak and help each other again and again today.

"Hey..." Song Tuizhi sighed, "Little Junior Brother, you must finish this book."

"As long as the writing is finished, most of the great scholars in the world will owe you favor."

……

In the study, Song Tuizhi explained to Chen Luo in detail.

"Confucianism, you know it, as long as you are in a Confucian environment, you can give birth to Confucianism."

"When a Confucian scholar is promoted to a master, the Confucian heart will be transformed into a palace of literature."

"If Master becomes a great Confucian again, the Wen Palace will evolve into a region, which is called "Family Country under Heaven!"

"After the Great Confucianism, all the truths and all the explorations will be integrated into the family, the country and the world."

"And among the Confucian classics, the most obvious help to the family, the country and the world, and the most able to condense and stabilize the country and the world are the history books!"

"So all great Confucians, even if they don't cultivate historians, will at least cultivate a history book to suppress the family, the country and the world."

"It's just that if you can't elucidate new truths, the repressive effect of history books will be limited. But history books are scarce, and the way to elucidate it is almost becoming more and more difficult."

"That's why those wealthy families almost have family history books, and they will never be leaked! Therefore, the chances of their families producing great scholars are far greater than those of poor families."

"Junior brother, although your "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is an illusory 'Romance', it has a long history and is the first book to open. Naturally, there are not a few great Confucians who move their hearts."

"If it doesn't work, it's nothing more than reading one more book, but what if you can?"

"A single piece of paper can capture the heart of a great Confucian!"

Chen Luo sucked in a breath of cold air and suddenly blinked: "Fourth Senior Brother, do you need it too? Then I'll write it down for you first!"

Song Tuizhi smiled lightly, and reached out and patted Chen Luo's head: "No. I naturally have a special history book in Bamboo Forest. If you want to read it in the future, the teacher will also teach it to you."

"Remember, the secret history book of my bamboo forest is called "Bamboo Book Chronicle"!"

Chen Luo: (#?Д?)!

Although the recorded things are definitely different, it is definitely not easy to call this name!

If you have time, you really need to come and have a look!

……

Back in the study, Chen Luo spread out the paper again.

Originally thought that "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" had no effect, but I didn't expect it to have such a big effect!

Not to mention whether there are other functions, this "stabilizing the family and the world" alone is worthy of the title of "Four Great Classics"!

Let all the great scholars in the world owe me a favor?

What if there were one or two great Confucian scholars who were finally promoted to semi-sage?

Darling, can't think, can't think!

When I thought about it, I felt like I was floating.

Write!

Whatever you do, you have to write it down!

Write the first one today.

You can't wait for those big fans!

Chen Luo was instantly refreshed and started writing!

This first chapter introduces the background of the Ten Permanent Servants' rebellion and the uprising of the Yellow Turbans. Of course, Zhang Jiao's name, Chen Luo, will be changed.

Isn't this taboo!

Wouldn't it be good to change it to a "beginningless scattered person"?

Then came the heavyweight "Taoyuan Sanjieyi", followed by the Yellow Turbans, who attacked Dong Zhuo and rushed to the tomb. When the three brothers saw him, they rushed up and rescued Dong Zhuo.

Then Dong Zhuo asked the three officials about their positions Liu Bei said that he was a commoner, and Dong Zhuo ignored them. Zhang Fei was furious, and with a knife he was about to rush into the camp and kill Dong Zhuo.

It was here that the broken ancestor appeared.

Zhang Fei "I want to kill Dong Zhuo with a knife. It is exactly: people are snobbish in the past, and whoever is a hero is a white person. Ande is as fast as a man with virtue, and he is always a fashionable and unscrupulous person!"

"After all, what is Dong Zhuo's life, let's hear the breakdown below!"

Chen Luohan wrote the last line of words.

Hmm... Those great Confucians probably wouldn't flash in front of them with knives in hand.

No way, that's what Luo Guanzhong wrote!

……

So, the next day.

Zhongjing City.

"He's his mother!"

"Not a human being!"

"Short and powerless!"

"Shame of the literati!"

One after another, the spring thunder exploded.

The demon clan who lived in the central capital shivered, and the people who didn't know the truth were dumbfounded.

At this moment, Zhongjingcheng——

Murderous!

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