Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 130
[Chapter 130 Hearing the Gu Sect Again]
“La la la, la la la, I am a little expert in selling newspapers…” The
crisp song of selling newspapers rang out over Zhongjing City on time.
As the sales of “Daxuanmin Daily” skyrocketed again, the team of newsboys gradually expanded. At first, they were just orphans taken in by Lu Tong in Sanxizhuang, and gradually some commoner children also joined in, earning some expenses as much as they could.
Until now, even wealthy families have been willing to involve their youngest sons.
They don’t care about money or anything, the key is that it seems easier for newsboys to cultivate the mortal spirit than other children.
And this trend is spreading to the entire Daxuan with Zhongjing City as the center. It was rumored that the louder the newspaper song in a city, the more prosperous the martial arts luck would be. For a time, those countless young children who were begging along the street or even starved to death got a job that was enough to support themselves and even their younger siblings.
Changes are happening little by little
…
“Hurry up, the newsboy is here, grab it quickly…” People who believe that the newspaper in the hands of the newsboy is more spiritual have long been waiting on the only way the newsboy must pass. Hearing the song selling newspapers, his eyes lit up, and he rushed up.
“Don’t worry, don’t scare the child!” Someone reminded, “The last time someone robbed the newspaper and pushed the child down, he was pulled into the newspaper blacklist!”
“Yes, yes, slow down.”
Since Chen Luo a few days ago After broadcasting the finale of “Swordsman” at one time, there was no new content immediately, but “The Foundation of Martial Arts Meridians” was published.
Although it is an absolute blockbuster content, the days without updates are really difficult.
It’s been seven days, there are no days for serialization, and even the supplements have stopped.
What the hell is Wan Amber doing, can’t he continue serializing after “Meridians”?
Are we so close to buying newspapers?
Even the donkeys and horses of the Department of Internal Affairs dare not rest like this…
Fortunately, the news from the Red Sleeve Academy said that Wan Anbo had prepared the second Red Dust martial arts novel, which would be serialized today.
Must grab one!
…
Beifeng Building is already full of people.
Ever since someone mentioned that storytellers are equivalent to Confucian teachers, after listening to their deduction and analysis of novels, and then going back to read newspapers to get twice the result with half the effort, storytellers have become completely popular.
For a while, the number of storytellers increased sharply, and there was a tendency to expand to surrounding cities, spreading the storytelling industry across the world.
Of course, the leader among them is undoubtedly Nanyuan Xi of Beifeng Building.
A few days ago, Mr. Nan hung up the entry, and for three days and three nights he talked non-stop to explain the whole “Swordsman”, which caused a sensation in Beijing, and it was hard to get a ticket. The first few positions are said to have sold for a high price of ten thousand taels of silver.
So Mr. Nan has another nickname rumored: open mouth Wanjin.
Everyone knows that today is the day for the serialization of new martial arts novels. They always think that everything is difficult at the beginning, and the rest of the content is nothing, but this opening is only complete after listening to Mr. Nan, so they made an appointment early. Location.
With the sound of a gong, the curtain on the high platform was lifted, and Nanyuan Xi strode out from behind the curtain full of spring breeze, bowed as usual, and then cleared his throat.
“Good morning, everyone. Mr. Nan knows why you are here, so I won’t say much, let’s start talking…”
After finishing speaking, Xingmu slapped the table, and everyone fell silent, only listening to Mr. Nan’s voice in the north. The wind tower reverberates –
“This cold wind is like a knife, it uses the earth as a chopping board, and regards all living beings as fish.”
“Thousands of miles of snow, using the sky as an oven, melting everything and silver.
” The carriage came from the north, and the rolling wheels crushed the ice and snow on the ground, but they couldn’t crush the loneliness between heaven and earth.”
The slow tone seems to have a sense of loneliness. It tells the story of Xiao Li Feidao and Li Xunhuan, who re-entered the rivers and lakes after many years. On the way, he met a young man in rags and asked him to drink a glass of wine.
This is the first encounter between Flying Dao and Kuaijian.
Then in the tavern, conspiracies abound, and people fight everywhere for a treasure. The ragged boy killed the vicious underworld master with a quick sword, and took their life money from another underworld master.
He just wanted to take the money and buy Fei Dao a glass of wine in return.
Heh, this world doesn’t seem so lonely…
Unlike Jin Yong’s novels where the chapters are at the critical point, Mr. Gu Long’s chapters always seem so silent. Just when you feel that you still have more to say, and you still have enough energy, and you are silent in the story, suddenly, there is a crisp “pop” sound.
The ear-killing magic sound came again.
“Predict what will happen next, and let’s listen to the next chapter to break it down!”
Everyone was stunned at first, and then looked at each other in blank dismay.
“No more?”
“That’s it?”
“Should there be more?” In the
stands, Mr. Nan had long since disappeared!
“Wow–”
“Sure enough, it still tastes the same!” ” I
‘d have forgotten about it if you didn’t tell me !
” ”The world of mortals is so ridiculous, infatuation is the most boring, and it’s okay to be supercilious.” ”This life is not over, but my heart is not disturbed. I just want to change half of my life.” Sitting on the recliner in the yard, Chen Luo patted his thigh rhythmically, Humming the song “Laughing in the Red Dust”, I feel comfortable. Suddenly, a smell of wine came into my mind.
Chen Luo sniffled, this smell –
Moutai?
“Keep singing, your little words have a weird tone, but it sounds very nice, and the words are written to my liking.” A lazy female voice sounded, and Chen Luo was startled suddenly. Going, I saw a woman sitting in the courtyard wall of the Earl’s Mansion at some point. The woman looked about thirty, with a beautiful appearance, and she was drunk at this time, with one foot resting on the courtyard wall and the other hanging naturally, holding a wine jug in her hand, the fragrance of wine came from the wine jug emanating from it.
The woman raised the jug, took another sip, looked at Chen Luo and smiled: “Can you give me this poem?
” Surprised, how come the fourth senior brother hasn’t appeared yet?
Could it be that he was entangled by other people?
Who is this woman?
Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Luo’s mind, and just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, Song Tuizhi’s figure finally appeared beside Chen Luo, long overdue.
“Fourth Master…Huh?”
Chen Luo noticed that Song Tuizhi had changed into another clothes, his loose hair was tied up, his drooping beard seemed to be carefully trimmed, and even his dark complexion seemed to be…
Put some powder on it?
As if Song Tuizhi didn’t see Chen Luo, he walked directly beside Chen Luo, and saluted the woman on the courtyard wall with a smile on his face.
“The layman is well. I haven’t seen you for many years. It’s like a sea of mulberry fields. Seeing you today, the layman’s demeanor is even better than before, and I’m happy when I retire.”
“The fourth in the bamboo forest… I see, wait a moment, I’m busy!”
“The layman is busy!” Layman, just call me if you need anything.”
Chen Luo: ∑(△`)? !
Is this my majestic and righteous Confucian brother who is known as the fourth brother of Zhulin Mang?
“Are you there?”
“Busy.”
“Okay, call me if you need something.” Why is there
such a strong wind of licking dogs?
Who is this girl!
The woman said again: “Little guy, what can I ask you? How about giving me this word, I’ll buy you a drink!”
Chen Luo glanced at Song Tuizhi, who straightened his back: “Little brother, the layman is interested in you!” There are not many words. Even the words of Su Poxian and Ouyang Sage have been commented on.”
Chen Luo frowned slightly, had he commented on the words of Su Dongpo and Ouyang Xiu?
Layman?
There was a flash of lightning in Chen Luo’s mind.
Damn it—
the number one in the ages, Li Dangdang.
Lay Yi An!
Li Qingzhao!
…
In the main hall, seeing Li Qingzhao’s unrestrained and unrestrained appearance, Chen Luo felt comforted for some reason.
In the world where his predecessor lived, Li Qingzhao spent the rest of his life mournful and lonely, clearly full of pride, shouting “Being a hero in life, and a ghost in death”, but he had to follow his cowardly husband to the south of the Yangtze River.
But the Li Qingzhao in front of him is Daxuan’s King Xizhenxuan!
very nice.
“Why are you looking at me like this?” Li Qingzhao saw that Chen Luo looked at him strangely, and asked with a smile, “Could it be that you fell in love with me?”
“Ahem…” The tea in Chen Luo’s mouth sprayed out, but he knew , Li Qingzhao is from the same generation as Song Tuizhi, so it is no wonder that Song Tuizhi licked the dog so much just now… Pooh, can scholars be called licking the dog? That’s affectionate!
“Little brother dare not!” Chen Luo proclaimed himself according to Song Tuizhi’s seniority, “It’s just that I heard people talking about the deeds of lay people these days, and suddenly saw a real person standing in front of me, and I was a little curious for a while!”
Li Qingzhao took another sip of wine: ” I’m familiar with your second senior sister, so you don’t have to be so polite, just call me Sister Li. The poem just now…”
“That poem is called “Laughing in the Red Dust”. If Sister Li likes it, I’ll write it right away.” As soon as
Chen Luo finished speaking, a desk suddenly appeared in front of him, complete with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Chen Luo was taken aback, and turned his head to look sideways. Song Tuizhi was sitting upright, but the fluttering of his robes had not subsided.
Pooh!
“That’s not in a hurry!” Li Qingzhao smiled, “I’m here to ask you something.”
Li Qingzhao’s face became serious in an instant, and he looked directly into Chen Luo’s eyes.
“Why did you ask King Jing’s son to help you investigate Iron Rock City?”
Chen Luo was startled when these words came out, and Song Tuizhi frowned slightly.
“Don’t be nervous, some people are involved here. Since you are going to investigate, it must have nothing to do with those people, but I just want to ask clearly.”
Chen Luo looked at Song Tuizhi, who nodded slightly.
“Sister Li knows that I practice martial arts?” Chen Luo said.
Li Qingzhao nodded.
“In Iron Rock City, there were a few people who practiced martial arts very well, and even I felt it. It was just that overnight, these feelings were all cut off, and I was suspicious, so I asked Dafu to help me find out.”
Li Qingzhao heard Chen Luo’s words also nodded: “So that’s the case, so let’s talk about it…”
Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, and then asked: “Sister Li, is it convenient to reveal who is related to the Iron Rock City?”
Li Qingzhao Glancing at Chen Luo, he suddenly smiled, and drunkenness reappeared on his face: “It’s a good word for nothing, and I will give you some benefits.”
Li Qingzhao took another two sips of wine.
“Hey, I’m drunk, and what I said was drunk, I don’t remember what I said.”
“The matter of Iron Rock City is related to Gu Sect!”
“Gu Sect!”
Chen Luo’s heart was shocked!
The second level of broken chapters.
That is, when the meaning is still unfinished, it is cut off silently.
…
The knife that has been sharpened for so long is about to see blood.
(end of this chapter)
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