v5 Chapter 516： Huangliang 1 dream!

The latest website: "La la la, la la la, I am a small connoisseur of selling newspapers. I ran all over the street in strong wind and rain, screaming as I ran, 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 invariably when they heard the last two sentences.

"Huh? What's the situation?"

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

"Quick... Quickly 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?"

...

Zheliu Academy.

"Haiyi, the old man is right!" Kong Tianfang held the latest "Daxuan Minbao" 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 directly, and it was also a short story!"

"In the future, when the two of them fight, won't it still benefit those of us who read books?"

"With a competitor, let's see how his Chen Luo is still fussing!"

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

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

...

"Snapped!"

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 life has been cold for several times in autumn. Dear officials, this old man has a new article by Wuhou today. The article is called "The Story of the Pillow". After reading it, my heart is full of emotions. I started with a fairy word, explaining this strange and strange article for the officials..."

Listening to Mr. Storyteller's foreshadowing, the listeners who haven't had time to buy "Da Xuan Min Bao" were all attentive, and 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 came 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 legend. It tells the story of a destitute scholar Lu Sheng encounters an old man named Lu in Maodian. Lamenting bad luck and underappreciated talent. 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.

First, he 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, and benefited the people.

Jing Zhaoyin didn't act for a long time, when 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 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 worthy prime minister.

It was only when he got older that political opponents seized on him, and bewitched the emperor to dismiss him from office and put him in prison. 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.

As the so-called "one morning plays the nine heavens, and the evening degrades 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 recalled Lu Sheng again and gave him a high official and a 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 deliberately paused. The tea guests below were also a little unresponsive.

Is this... it's over?

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?

When listening to the book, it is really cool to put yourself in it!

Especially when they heard that they were framed by the villain, but they recovered in the end, the sense 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"!

Just in the middle of 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, and the master was steaming and was not cooked, and he was like the old man..."

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

Is this a dream?

What is a turnaround, this is a turnaround!

It turns out that Lu Sheng has never woken up, what to marry a sweet wife, become a high-ranking official, what to go out and become a prime minister, what to promote or demote, what to rank as the third public, and to be honored after death, this is all a dream!

"Huangliang must wake up from a dream, without roots and boundless roots."

"Where does the golden dragon fly to the sky, it's better to be a real person in the mortal world."

After Mr. Storyteller finished reading the last few final poems, 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 a little Taoist priest in a Taoist robe's eyes lit up, and a faint soul similar to him flew out of his body, floating in the sky for a while and then returned to the little Taoist priest. in vivo.

"A dream! A beautiful dream of Huangliang!"

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

"Thank you Wuhou, thank you Wuhou!"

Having said that, the little Taoist bowed deeply towards the direction of Dongcang City as he held the disciple salute.

A Confucian scholar was puzzled, and he stepped forward and 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 and immortal. The small Taoist can hear this text and untie the shackles of the soul. Yesterday's small Taoist is a real person today. …”

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

"Hahaha, little brother, Taoism is free and unrestrained." After speaking, he looked at the storyteller on the stage again, and said with his head, "Sir, this article has a miraculous effect on my Taoism. Xiaodao doesn't know if reading directly is still this way. As usual, dare to ask Mr. to come with me to the Taoist temple, I don’t know if it is convenient for Mr.

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

The new real person smiled slightly, then rolled up the Taoist robe, 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 become real people!

As expected of Wuhou!

Just based on this, how can Bai Mo compare?

...

Wenchang Pavilion.

Yan Baichuan looked at "The Story of the Pillow" in his hand 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 monsters break through, and an article makes the Daomen advance!"

"Where is my Confucianism?"

"No, let him spend some time!"

With that said, 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, many demon clans in the Southern Wilderness have jointly written to the imperial court, If you want to appoint a 'dispatching envoy' to Daxuan to study, 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, the name of dispatching Xuan has never been heard of again.

The last time a mysterious envoy was sent to the court dates back to the period of Emperor Lin.

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

Although the present memorial is not the letter of credentials issued by the Holy Monarch Palace after the entire demon clan reached a consensus, but looking at the densely populated ethnic names, Yan Baichuan still smiled knowingly.

"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 Bingbing, saying , "Leave it to the relevant yamen, but there is one..."

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

"They'll take it!"

Leng Hanbing took over the proposal 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 when asking prices to pay back the money on the spot!

It is not expensive four times, and even a piece of Confucianism can't afford it!

He Leng Bingbing now speaks, and it is not an expense to lose a piece of great Confucianism!

...

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

In the study of Liao Zhai, the entrance of Yin and Yang Realm opened again, Chen Luo fell out from the entrance of Yin and Yang Realm, and then Chen Luo reluctantly got up and retched.

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

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

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