There are indeed many bookstores in Yunmeng City, but less than 10% of them sell popular novels.
Jiang Han roughly flipped through Dayu's popular novels, and found that most of today's popular novels are fantasy novels, and there are very few other types.
"So if I write the four major classics, martial arts novels, fantasy fairy tales, etc., wouldn't it mean that I am making crazy money? It is not impossible to become the richest man in Dayu!"
Jiang Han felt slightly excited when he thought of this. Based on the novels from his world, wouldn't they be crazy in this world?
He suppressed the excitement in his heart and strode towards Ning Guo Mansion.
Jiang Han didn't notice at all. Behind him, there was a little girl holding a sword in both hands.
And have followed him since he started reading.
At this time, in addition to the long sword, Si Jian also had several popular novels in his hand.
She couldn't help showing surprise on her face, he actually read popular novels all afternoon.
But can a great talent that even his teachers admire so much read popular novels?
From the look on his face, he didn't seem to simply want to read popular novels.
Si Jian couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. Since the teacher wanted her to follow him for a few days, she would just record his words and deeds and then report them to the teacher.
…
In a high attic in Yunmeng City.
At this moment, Gu Qingqiu was sitting cross-legged on a high platform, looking down at Yunmeng City.
He and Zhongli Wuyou were not traveling together, but met by chance.
The purpose of going to Yunmeng City is also different from Zhongli Wuyou.
Now that he has finished his work, he will return to Kyoto in two days.
"Today, Jiang Han went to Anxiang Academy to visit Master Zhongli. I didn't expect that boy to be a genius! After he arrived at Anxiang Academy, he wrote two more poems. Even Master Zhongli was full of praise. Teacher, you have to listen. Do you listen?"
Hong Yuan, dressed in black, came behind Gu Qingqiu and said.
Gu Qingqiu didn't care much and said calmly: "Tell me and listen."
Hong Yuan said: "One of the poems is a mockery of a master named Liu. The poem says..."
After listening to this, Gu Qingqiu nodded slightly: "You are indeed a talented person who can write such a poem. Where is the other one?"
Hong Yuan said happily: "The other one is even more powerful. It's about plum. Teacher, please listen to it."
Immediately, he read out the poem.
After reading it out, Hong Yuan clearly noticed that the teacher's expression suddenly changed, his eyebrows were furrowed, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk! What a poem! These two sentences should be passed down from generation to generation!" Gu Qingqiu couldn't help but praise.
Hong Yuan clicked his tongue and said, "That's right! This guy even named that poem "To Master Zhongli Wuyou". This guy is not only talented, but he's also a good person!"
Having said this, he suddenly noticed that the teacher's expression suddenly tightened.
Hong Yuan suddenly remembered something. That boy, Zhongli Daru wanted his teacher to accept him as his disciple at first, but the teacher refused.
If such an outstanding talent becomes the teacher's disciple and his junior brother, then if his junior brother is happy and composes a song "To My Senior Brother Hong Yuan" for himself, wouldn't he make a lot of money?
The old thing is confused! It’s just that you have no vision...how can you reject such a talented person! My chance of becoming famous in future generations is gone! Hong Yuan couldn't help but feel a trace of resentment in his heart.
…
Jiang Han returned to Ningguo Mansion. After walking into the courtyard, he heard a scolding sound not far away. He followed the sound and came to an empty courtyard.
He glanced around and saw Miss Qin practicing martial arts in the yard.
Miss Qin changed into a tight military uniform, which perfectly highlighted her figure.
At this time, the setting sun's light fell across the courtyard, reflecting on Miss Qin's graceful figure.
The high ponytail, corseted red skirt, straight long legs, dancing sword, and orange light add a bit of tenderness to the heroic girl.
Jiang Han's heart beat suddenly. This girl is a bit sassy!
I wonder how comfortable it would be if I stepped on those straight long legs.
He was shocked by this idea that came to him. He was not a pervert, so how could he have such perverted thoughts!
Qin Muqing noticed that Jiang Han was watching from the side. He put his long sword into its scabbard with a clang sound, raised his chin, and asked in a clear and slightly arrogant voice, "How is my sword dance?"
Jiang Han gave a thumbs up: "It comes like thunder to absorb its wrath, and it ends like a river and sea condensing clear light!"
If these two lines of poetry were heard by a scholar, he would definitely be overjoyed, but Qin Muqing only frowned. She stared at Jiang Han with her charming autumn eyes and said, "Would you like to practice with me?"
Ah, this... Jiang Han hesitated for a moment, thinking to himself, you just want to beat me up, right? With your strength, wouldn't I get beaten if I practiced with you?
Wait, I am thinking about how to learn martial arts, why not learn some martial arts secretly from Qin Muqing.
Learn from the barbarians and develop skills to control the barbarians.
Once you've mastered it, teach her a lesson with what you've learned secretly!
"What? Don't you dare?" Qin Mu said calmly.
"Why don't you dare?" Jiang Han said.
Qin Muqing smiled and said: "I feel like I have some backbone, so I'm going to start!"
Jiang Han stretched his arms and said, "Come on!"
"I'm coming!"
Qin Muqing shouted softly, and then kicked out a sharp jade leg.
Damn it, so fast? ? ?
Jiang Han's eyes were full of how long and white he was, and he almost lost his mind. He hurriedly stretched out his hands to resist, but it was too late and he was kicked.
A pain came through.
But I can hold it!
Jiang Han gritted his teeth, immediately rubbed himself against him, and punched him.
However, Qin Muqing dodged like a cat, dodging the diagonal stab, and then kicked Jiang Han's left leg like a long whip with his long legs.
This kick was so powerful and heavy that Jiang Han felt pain in his calf and stomach. He lost his balance and was kicked directly to the ground by her.
"Come again!" Jiang Han got up from the ground and said unconvinced.
Qin Muqing raised his eyebrows. This boy was beyond his expectation.
…
After half an hour of being beaten, Jiang Han was sweating profusely, while Qin Muqing didn't break out a drop of sweat, only panting slightly.
Qin Muqing clapped his hands and said, "How about it, are you still coming?"
Jiang Han cupped his hands and said, "The female warrior is superb in martial arts, but I'm willing to let you down! I'm tired today. I'll teach you next time!"
Qin Muqing's eyes narrowed into crescent moons. This guy is so brave, how dare he come next time? It is much better than those so-called talented people.
"Okay, next time, I'll teach you one and a half moves, otherwise it won't be fun." Qin Muqing clapped his hands and left with satisfaction.
Jiang Han patted his butt and stood up. His whole body ached, but fortunately, Qin Muqing withdrew his strength and was not injured at all.
Jiang Han returned to his courtyard. While going back, he recalled the moves Qin Muqing used against him today. He realized that Qin Muqing's strength may not be much greater than his own, but his moves were very clever, and he always used skill to defeat him. Knocked down.
