"Returning to my sister is like Wuwu, and Wuwu likes the same person, and the same person is like the big one. A turns to C, C turns to Geng, Geng turns to Gui..." When Chen Luo followed Xiaohuan to the guest room, he saw the rescued Tashasha. The young man was half leaning against the bed, mumbling over and over in his mouth...
"Master, look, he's been like this for a full hour, and I can't understand what he's saying. Did that smelly monk cast some kind of curse on him?" Xiaohuan looked at Chen Luo.
Chen Luo listened attentively for a moment and wondered: "Why do these words sound so familiar?" After listening for a while longer, he suddenly realized when he heard "Three plus makes five, five plus makes nine."
Isn't this the general outline that Feng Qingyang read when teaching Linghu Chong the "Nine Swords of Dugu" in "The Swordsman"?
Sure enough, Chen Luo found that the young man had a few pieces of paper full of words in his hand. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was the manuscript of "The Swordsman" written by him.
"What's going on?" Chen Luo asked Xiaohuan, pointing to the manuscript.
"Master, didn't you ask me to sort and bind the articles before you finished them, and then you took them to your husband for advice? When I went to the study to clean up, I saw your newly written article, so I took it out."
"In the end, he just took one look at it, and then he couldn't stop. When he finished watching it all, it turned out like this..."
After Xiaohuan finished speaking, he looked at Chen Luo in surprise: "Could it be that you, young master, cast a curse on him?"
Chen Luo raised his hand and knocked Xiao Huan's brains out: "Nonsense, is your young master like that?"
Xiaohuan nodded: "Young master doesn't have that ability!"
Chen Luo planned to sell this girl out. She would make people angry if she stayed at home.
"There is no need to take away the articles from my study from now on." Chen Luo casually instructed and approached the young man. Anyone who reads Mr. Jin’s story cannot put it down, especially in this culturally deserted world. I guess "Dugu Nine Swords" had a big impact on this kid.
"Yue Buqun is here!" Chen Luo shouted to the other party. As expected, the other party's expression changed. He came out of his thoughts of "Dugu Nine Swords" and saw Chen Luo clearly in front of him.
The young man rolled down from the bed and kowtowed: "Greetings to my benefactor..." Chen Luo planned to help him up, but found that his body was very heavy and he could not help him at all.
"Are the human beings in this world in such good physical condition? They were clearly dying a few hours ago." Chen Luo thought to himself, and then glanced at Xiao Huan standing aside.
"No, there are still weird things in this world."
"You get up and speak first." Chen Luo exerted force on his hands, and the young man felt something, and stood up quickly with a respectful expression.
"How are you feeling? Don't eat or drink too much in the past two days, otherwise you will ruin your stomach." Chen Luo ordered, and then asked, "What's your name? Where is your home?"
The young man quickly replied: "Replying to my benefactor, I am Jizhong. My family is in Baihua County, Yuanzhou. I am going to Zheliu Academy in Zhongjing to study."
Chen Luo was slightly surprised. Zhongjing, also known as Wanshengjing, is the capital of Daxuan. It is called Zhongjing because it is located in the middle of the world. There is also an explanation in Chen Luo's memory of the predecessor of Zheliu Academy. It was one of the eight major academies in Beijing. In the previous life, it was properly ranked in Qingbei.
"Are you a Confucian scholar? What state of mind are you in?"
"I am a disciple of Confucianism. I am currently the third level Confucian scholar and have become a poet."
Chen Luo's eyes trembled and he looked at Ji Zhong again: "How old are you this year?"
"Seventeen!"
Chen Luo was even happier. Master Li from the county government was probably in his sixties, but he was only on the same level as him. It seems that I just randomly picked up a genius.
With the golden finger at his side and the blessing of the great scholar, he has now rescued another genius - this is proper protagonist treatment!
It’s just that the sister was given to her instead of the child bride. Bad review!
Chen Luo looked at Ji Zhong in front of him and became more and more satisfied. He tried to make his words gentler and said: "Don't rush to Zhongjing and take good care of yourself at my house. There is a shortage of people in the house right now. What do you want to do with me?" Huan said."
However, Ji Zhong bowed respectfully and said: "My benefactor has a serious word, and I can't repay the kindness of saving my life. If my benefactor does not dislike me, Ji Zhong is willing to serve my benefactor for one year to repay my life-saving grace."
Chen Luo was a little confused. What's the meaning? I saved your life, and you plan to rely on me for a year? If you don't go to Zheliu Academy to further your studies and become a powerful person, wouldn't my investment in genius be in vain?
However, Chen Luo then thought about it again. After all, it was a poetic realm, and he could still develop some feelings by his side for a year. A year is enough time to figure out how to use the colorful mist. By then, self-protection will no longer be a problem.
Thinking of this, Chen Luo nodded quickly: "That's good, in one year, you can fully recover your body. We might as well become sworn brothers..."
Before Chen Luo finished speaking, Ji Zhong hurriedly saluted: "Ji Zhong does not dare to climb high. He is willing to be his benefactor's book boy, researching ink and washing pens for his benefactor..."
Chen Luo looked a little weird. Shouldn't this job be done by a delicate girl?
"It's just..." Ji Zhong said again, but this time he seemed hesitant to speak.
"What do you want?" It doesn't matter if he is a book boy or not, just treat him as a guard. Anyway, he doesn't really treat other people's geniuses as human beings. But it seems that he has other demands.
"It's...these articles written by my benefactor..." Ji Zhong glanced at the manuscript of "Swordsman", "I wonder where the following manuscripts are? Ji Zhong has been addicted to it and can't extricate himself..."
Chen Luo looked at Ji Zhong, who actually blushed and lowered his head.
Why are you blushing! Also, why do you want to repay the favor of saving your life? I finally understand. You are basically planning to prostitute my martial arts novel for nothing, right?
Chen Luo complained in his heart, but with a smile on his face: "Down there? There's no more down there..."
Ji Zhong: Huh? there is none left?
…
Cai Tongchen's official residence.
Wei Yan re-wrote Chen Luo's "A Brief Biography of Zhong Kui" with a flourish, sealed it in a paper tube, and handed it to Cai Tongchen, saying: "Use the method of 'Yun Zhong Jin Shu' to send it to the Qingniao Department quickly. I will I want Wenchang Pavilion to read this article today."
Cai Tongchen took the article and asked curiously: "Teacher, why do you need to copy it again? Is it because Luo'er's calligraphy is not good enough? In my opinion, the comparison is not enough, but the comparison is more than enough."
Wei Yan rolled his eyes at Cai Tongchen, carefully folded the copy copied by Chen Luo, put it in his arms, and kept it close to his body.
"This is the original text, I want to keep it for myself."
Cai Tongchen looked at Wei Yan in disbelief, held it in for a long time, and said: "My disciple also wrote a few articles a few days ago, and I am very satisfied. Does my teacher want to collect them?"
"I taught you all your articles, why should I collect those things?"
That thing...
thing……
Yier...
Cai Tongchen felt a heavy blow in his heart!
