It was three o'clock in the morning, and the warm sunshine shone on Chen Luo's face through the wooden window of the study room.
Cat-like purrs circulated in Chen Luo's ears. Chen Luo slowly opened his eyes and found that he had fallen asleep on the desk. Next to the desk, Xiao Huan was also asleep on the desk. Just fragrant. A stream of glistening saliva flowed down his chubby face onto the desk.
"Ahem..." Chen Luo coughed twice. Xiaohuan suddenly opened her eyes and glanced at Chen Luo who was looking at her. She quickly wanted to stand up, but her legs went numb and she lost her center of gravity and fell down. In Chen Luo's arms.
"Sure enough, he is still a child." Chen Luo confirmed again.
Xiaohuan's pretty face turned red, and she quickly stood up on the desk, and then said: "Young Master...Young Master...are you awake? I'll help you brush your teeth and wash your face!"
Chen Luo noticed that Xiaohuan and Chen Ping only called him master in front of outsiders, but still called him master in private. Chen Luo waved his hand and asked, "Why are you in the study? Where is the lady?"
Xiaohuan replied: "Ms. and Uncle Ping went outside the city early in the morning. All the tenants who lived outside the city have fled for so many days. Uncle Ping said that since the matter has been resolved, Miss Ping has to go and calm people's hearts."
Chen Luo frowned slightly: "Nonsense, doesn't Miss have something wrong with her eyes? Why didn't you call me?"
Xiao Huan curled her lips: "The young lady said that just wearing a curtain hat is enough. The young master had a hard day's work yesterday, so he didn't want to go for a hard trip...Uncle Ping also said that the young master will go without the young lady to take care of it!"
Chen Luo didn't want to speak immediately!
"Um... you go get me a basin of water and leave it at the door. I'll do it myself. In addition, today's meals will be delivered to the study, so I won't leave the room."
Xiaohuan glanced at Chen Luo doubtfully, then nodded, turned around and walked out, muttering: "The lady also said that the young master has changed. Isn't he still the same nerd?"
Hearing Xiaohuan's muttering, Chen Luo suddenly remembered that his predecessor seemed to be like this, often shutting himself in the study and not having contact with anyone.
"Do you think I don't want to go out for a vacation? But the book project in my head is a bit heavy, so I have to work overtime..." Chen Luo lamented in his heart.
After sending Xiao Huan out, Chen Luo spread out the rice paper, chose a comfortable brush, and wrote on the rice paper.
"The breeze blows through the willows, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. It is the spring season in the South. On Ximen Street, Fuzhou Prefecture, Fujian Province, the bluestone road stretches straight out, leading to the west gate... The vermilion lacquer door of the mansion, the teacup-sized copper nails on the door are shining, and the top of the door is The plaque reads 'Fuwei Escort Agency' in four large gold-lacquered characters, and the two small characters 'Headquarters' are written across the bottom..."
That's right, in the dreamland of flowers, the book in the world of mortals that Chen Luo drew was Mr. Jin Yong's "The Swordsman"!
"Swordsman" is one of the rare works of the old man that does not clearly indicate the dynasty. It tells the story of Linghu Chong, a disciple of Huashan Mountain, who experienced the treacherous battles in the rivers and lakes, and finally embraced a beauty and retired from the world. What Chen Luo has in mind is the more classic triptych version, which has about one million words...
He didn't know how long he had been transcribing, but Chen Luo shook his sore wrist and found that the paper full of elegant writing on his hand had been piled up to a finger's thickness, so he took a short rest.
I am still looking forward to what kind of book spirit Chen Luo will be summoned after "The Swordsman" is completed. According to Zhong Kui's situation, it is most likely to be "Linghu Chong", and "Ren Yingying" is also acceptable. If it is not possible, let me have it. "OK" is also mighty and domineering.
only……
A thought flashed through Chen Luo's mind: "You can't summon the two eunuchs Dongfang Bubai or Yue Buqun... No, no, they are not the protagonists!" Chen Luo shook his head and dismissed this The thought was thrown out of his mind.
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While Chen Luo was still hard at work transcribing "Swordsman" in his study, the county magistrate Cai Tongchen and Master Li had been standing respectfully in the open space outside the county government hall for a full hour, but the two of them did not show any impatience. Only Master Li's eyes looked up to the distant horizon from time to time.
Master Li suddenly shouted: "Sir, here we come..."
Cai Tongchen followed Master Li's line of sight, his eyes flashed with green light, and he saw an ancient car breaking through the clouds in the distant sky, driving quickly towards the county government office. From a distance, you can see that the ancient car has red rims and a black hood...
"Zhu Xian Zaogai!" Master Li was shocked. This style of ancient car was not a machine-made creation, but an official technique activated by Daxuan Qi. For example, Cai Tongchen's luck detection belongs to the seventh rank official skill, which is also the rank of the county magistrate. And "Zhu Xian Zaogai" is a third-level official skill!
While Master Li was still wondering which court official the visitor was, the ancient car almost instantly crossed the line of sight and landed in front of Cai Tongchen. The ancient car turned into a burst of luck and dissipated, only to see a middle-aged Confucian scholar who was eight feet tall, with a face like a crown jade, and a beard three inches long on his chest, standing with his hands behind his back, showing no anger or authority.
When he saw the visitor, Cai Tongchen's face was filled with joy. He quickly stepped forward and bowed his head to the end, his tone full of admiration: "Student Tongchen, I have met my mentor!"
Hearing Cai Tongchen's name, Master Li finally understood who the visitor was. He quickly stepped forward and saluted, "I came to Li Ruye after I was a junior student and met the great scholar Wei!"
Wei Yan, whose courtesy name is Tianyi, is a great scholar of the Three Characters and Material Realm and a bachelor of Wenchang Pavilion.
Wei Yan nodded slightly and said gently: "Excuse me and show me the literary heart..."
Cai Tongchen stood up, and Master Li quickly stepped forward, holding the brocade box containing the immortal literary heart in both hands, and handed it to Wei Yan. Wei Yan opened the lid of the box, and just as the dazzling green light was about to spread out from the brocade box, Wei Yan gently touched it with his hand, and the green light was immediately suppressed in the brocade box and would not be released outside.
Wei Yan felt it for a moment and said: "There is recitation of the scriptures in the righteousness, which should be a literary heart."
Cai Tongchen nodded in agreement and said, "Do you know who your mentor is?"
"Let's talk after we go in..." Wei Yan walked into the county government office. Cai Tongchen and Master Li looked at each other and followed him quickly...
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After serving the tea, Cai Tongchen returned to his seat. Wei Yan took a sip of tea and then said: "Since the Blue Bird Division received your 'Yun Zhong Jin Shu' early this morning and learned about the Immortal Heart, Wenchang Pavilion It never stopped.”
"Wenchang Pavilion checked the traces of all the registered scholars, and used luck to explore the 1026 immortal literary hearts in the entire Daxuan Dynasty, and found nothing unusual."
"Obviously, this literary heart belongs to a hermit scholar."
"Wenchang Pavilion has three opinions on this. One is to bring back Wenchang Pavilion to suppress Daxuan's literary movement; the other is to enter Daxuan's treasure house and reward meritorious ministers; the third is to reward literary style based on Jinke's scientific examination The most prosperous academy! But it’s all rejected by Wen Xiang!”
Cai Tongchen was confused: "What does Wen Xiang mean?"
A smile appeared on Wei Yan's lips and he said: "According to ancient etiquette, Wen Xin has no owner, so we will let Wen Xin choose her own owner!"
Master Li's hand holding the tea cup suddenly trembled. He looked at Wei Yan in surprise and said hesitantly: "This is the immortal literary heart of the great Confucian scholar, and carries the 'Tao' of the great Confucian's life. This... can the court agree?"
"This is how ancient rituals are!" Wei Yan took another sip of tea and continued, "Prime Minister Wen asked for an edict from His Majesty. According to the ritual system, Wen Xin was discovered in Wan'an County, and Wan'an County was regarded as the reclusive scholar. Three days later, Wan'an County will hold a ceremony for Wen Xin to choose his master. If Wen Xin does not make a choice in Wan'an County, I will take him back to the Confucian Temple and let the Confucian scholars from all over the world go there on their own for Wen Xin to choose his master! Here In the meantime, Tongchen, Wan'an County government is temporarily under my control!" After Wei Yan said this, his gentle tone became serious.
"In three days?" Cai Tongchen murmured. He finally understood that his mentor was worried that he would not be able to handle the ceremony of choosing the officiant, so he came over in person at all costs...
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At the same time, in the study of Chen Mansion.
"Yingying cried: 'You are getting thinner day by day, and I...I...I don't want to live anymore.'" Linghu Chong heard that she was sincere and sad at the same time. He couldn't help but feel grateful. His chest felt hot and he felt The world is spinning, blood can't help but surge from the throat, and I don't know what happened."
Chen Luo put down his pen, stretched out, and looked at the thick stack of paper full of elegant writing on the side of his hand. He didn't expect that this body actually has the talent of "Code Maniac", and the speed of writing with all his strength can catch up with It's a typewriter...
"It will probably take three days to finish writing it all." Chen Luo estimated, "But..."
