When the storyteller ended today, Mi Heng went backstage, wanting to contact the storyteller and plotting something that would benefit himself.
After Mi Heng left, the storyteller here turned around and asked someone to tell Cao Ang what Mi Heng had said to him.
After getting this news, Cao Ang suddenly laughed.
Considering that there were still many people scolding him outside, Cao Ang put on his bamboo hat, walked to Chen's house, and told Chen Zhou about the storyteller.
"Really?"
Chen Zhou was also happy when he heard this, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that before I started exerting my strength, Mi Heng wanted to give money to bribe our people and continue to improve his own image. Since Mi Heng is willing to give money, the young master can tell all the storytellers People, follow Mi Heng’s requirements, whatever Mi Heng asks them to do, as long as the money is in place, then do whatever you want.”
Cao Ang spread his hands and said helplessly: "Then my reputation will be extremely stinky."
"Young master's reputation will be restored soon."
Chen Zhou laughed and felt that Mi Heng was actually very good at twisting and pacing, and continued: "We can't deal with other aristocratic families, but Mi Heng is just a cannon fodder, so it's no problem to kill him."
Cao Ang asked in confusion: "Sir, what is cannon fodder?"
In this era, there were no cannons.
Of course they don't understand what cannon fodder means.
"Master, don't pay attention to this word."
Chen Zhou patted him on the shoulder and warned: "Everything is going according to plan."
"Oh well!"
Cao Ang nodded and said, "I believe you, sir."
After reporting the situation, he quickly left to make the next plan.
Chen Zhou brushed off the snowflakes from his clothes and waited for the result slowly at home.
Not long after, Xun Qiao came again.
Not only Xun Qiao, but also Mi Zhen often runs into Chen's house recently.
For single girls, they always go to a man's house. Taking it seriously, the impact is actually not very good, but they don't care about this and can come whenever they want. It's almost like going home.
Of course Chen Zhou would not refuse and asked Cao Shan to entertain him before getting ready for class.
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the next day.
Mi Heng arrived at the storytelling library again.
After yesterday, he fell in love with this place. In addition, he gave some money yesterday and the rhythm picked up again. The content of today's story should be even more exciting.
"Shenghei is here."
"Sir, long time no see!"
"Sir, the content of today's story may be related to you."
…
As soon as Mi Heng arrived, he saw a group of people and stood up to greet him.
Yesterday, the story of Mi Heng's battle with Cao's eldest son appeared for the first time, and it immediately spread among their circle of people who love to listen to books. The circle of scribes is so big, and they all know Mi Heng. When they saw Mi Heng coming, they all stood up to say hello.
"Everyone sit down."
Mi Heng smiled and said with a smile: "I'm just here to listen to books. It doesn't matter whether it's my story or not. Don't take it too seriously!"
Once they heard it, it was strange to believe it.
You, Mi Heng, must be here just to show off.
However, they would not speak so directly. They continued to be polite to Mi Heng and then took their seats. Not long after waiting, the storyteller came and told Mi Heng's story.
Compared to yesterday, it is still an enhanced version.
What is even more prominent is that Mi Heng is not afraid of power and resists the Cao family's character.
I don't know how happy I am to hear Mi Heng being so pleased with himself.
The more he listened to storytelling, the more he fell in love with it.
Whether he can use these stories to resist the Cao family is no longer important to Mi Heng. What he wants is to be satisfied and refreshed, and then continue to become famous.
The greater his fame, the more satisfied his vanity is.
As soon as today's story was finished, the scholars below who were pursuing Mi Heng cheered and cheered at the same time.
"good!"
Mi Heng nodded with satisfaction, proud of the spring breeze.
The depression of being beaten by Cao Ang that day disappeared, and I found spiritual satisfaction, and found that I was so happy that I agreed.
He walked out of the storytelling library with a smile.
In the following time, the content in the library was always the story of Mi Heng and Cao Ang, and it never stopped.
At first, Mi Heng still went to the Storytelling Library every day to feel his honor, but later he had other things to do, so he stopped going, and the rhythm of the Cao family also stopped.
The comments that attacked the reconstruction of Taixue also stopped.
After all, the rhythm is only for a while. If you repeat it too many times, it will easily make people bored. Once it stops, there will be no more. Besides, the Cao family doesn't care about them at all.
Taixue should be rebuilt, but it should be rebuilt.
The paper books of the Cao family are also circulated within Xudu, and they cannot have any substantial impact on the Cao family.
Except for those storytellers telling stories about Mi Heng in the storytelling library, everything else quickly fell silent.
Mi Heng seemed to have forgotten this matter.
But the original intention of the Storytelling Library was to tell stories. Now Mi Heng’s story has been circulating for almost half a month. At first, the audience felt it was very novel. But as time goes by, it will always be Mi Heng’s story. Without changes, it will be It's easy to get bored.
Ever since, various rumors began to appear.
Sometimes praising a person simply a few times can gain recognition and appreciation from everyone.
But if you praise a lot of times, for a long time, and it is overwhelming and the content of praise is everywhere, it will be easy to be disgusted and disgusted by others. This is the current situation of Mi Heng.
The higher it is, the more dangerous it is.
One day it collapses and falls down from a high place. The fall will be very painful and you will die miserably.
Red to the extreme is black.
"Zhengping, something happened!"
Yang Xiu found Mi Heng anxiously.
During this period of time, Mi Heng has not been to the storytelling library. Since he stopped leading the Cao family, his life has begun to feel lonely and empty, and he doesn't know what to do next.
"Dezu, what's wrong?"
Mi Heng had no idea what was happening outside.
Yang Xiu sighed: "Outside... there are bad comments about you everywhere."
"What?"
Yang Xiu seemed unable to believe it.
Shouldn't it be all about praising yourself?
You must know that the most popular thing nowadays is storytelling. Those storytellers constantly praise themselves, how can they be bad for themselves?
Yang Xiu didn't know how to explain it, so he said, "You will know after you go to the Storytelling Library."
Together, they walked to the nearest storytelling library.
As soon as I walked through the door, the storyteller happened to tell the story of Mi Heng.
"It's you Zhengping again, are you finished yet?"
"How much did Mi Heng pay these storytellers? It was him for half a month. We came to listen to the stories, not to listen to Mi Heng."
"I heard that Mi Heng did meet the storyteller in private and paid him to deliberately smear the Cao family."
"That's true. Look, the Cao family has been smeared for more than half a month. What has it done? Nothing has been done. The Cao family is still righteous."
"The Cao family is not benevolent and righteous. They just treat Mi Heng as a monkey that only knows how to jump up and down!"
"If you ask me, you Zhengping is not a good person either. This person has a bad mouth."
"Forget it, it's boring, let's break up!"
"It's over, let's go!"
…
Those who came to listen to the book first discussed Mi Heng for a while, and then dispersed in a hurry. They walked out while still discussing Mi Heng mockingly.
