"La la la, la la la, I am a little expert in selling newspapers..."
The crisp newspaper selling song sounded over Zhongjing City on time.
As the sales of "Da Xuan Min Bao" skyrocketed again, the team of newsboys gradually expanded. At first, it was just the orphans that Lu Tong took in at Sanxi Village. Gradually, some children of common people also joined in, earning as much money as they could.
Until now, even wealthy families are willing to let their young sons participate.
They don't care about money or anything like that. The key thing is that they heard that it seems easier for the newsboy to cultivate the red dust energy than other children.
And this trend is spreading to the entire Daxuan with Zhongjing City as the center. Some people say that the louder the newspaper songs in any city, the more prosperous the martial arts luck will be. For a time, countless young children who were begging on the streets or even on the verge of starving to death were instantly given a job that was enough to support themselves and even their younger siblings.
Changes are happening quietly little by little...
…
"Quick, quick, quick, the newsboy is here, grab it quickly..." People who firmly believe that the newspapers in the hands of the newsboy are more spiritual have already been waiting hard on the only way for the newsboy to pass. When I heard the newspaper selling song, my eyes lit up and I rushed forward.
"Don't worry, don't scare the child!" Someone warned, "Last time someone grabbed a newspaper and pushed the child down, and he was blacklisted for buying newspapers!"
"Yes, yes, please slow down."
Since Chen Luo aired the finale of "The Swordsman" a few days ago, he did not immediately continue to publish new content. Instead, he published "The Foundation of Martial Arts: The Theory of Meridians".
Although it is absolutely blockbuster content, it is really hard to live without updates.
It's been seven days, there have been no serial days, and even the supplements have been stopped.
What the hell is Wan Anbo doing? Can't he continue serializing it after "The Theory of Meridians"?
Are we short of money to buy a newspaper?
Even the donkeys and horses of the Department of Internal Affairs dare not rest like this...
Fortunately, news came from Red Sleeve Academy that Wan Anbo has prepared the second book of Red Dust Martial Arts, which will be serialized today.
Must grab one!
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Beifeng Tower was already full of people.
Ever since someone mentioned that storytellers are equivalent to Confucian teachers, after listening to their interpretations and decompositions, and then going back to read the reports to get twice the result with half the effort, storytellers have become completely popular.
For a time, the number of storytellers increased dramatically, and there was a tendency to expand to surrounding cities, spreading the storyteller's profession throughout the world.
Of course, the leader among them is undoubtedly Nanyuan Xi from Beifeng Tower.
A few days ago, Mr. Nan posted an entry and spent three days and three nights non-stop explaining the complete version of "The Swordsman", which caused a sensation in China and 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 had another famous nickname: Opening your mouth is worth a fortune.
Everyone knows that today is the day of the new martial arts serialization. They always think that everything is difficult at the beginning, and the rest of the content is just that. However, this opening chapter still needs to be heard from Mr. Nan before it is complete, so they made a reservation early. .
There was a crisp sound of a gong, and the curtain on the high platform was disgusted. Nan Yuanxi, who was full of spring breeze, strode out from behind the curtain, made a group salute as usual, and then cleared his throat.
"Everyone, good morning. Nan knows why you are here, so without further ado, let's just start talking..."
After saying that, Xingmu slapped the table, and everyone fell silent. Only Mr. Nan's voice echoed in Beifeng Tower——
"This cold wind is like a knife, using the earth as a chopping board and treating all living beings as fish and meat."
"Thousands of miles of flying snow turns the sky into an oven, melting all things and silver."
"The snow is about to stop and the wind has not stopped. A carriage comes from the north. The rolling wheels crush the ice and snow on the ground, but they cannot crush the loneliness between heaven and earth."
The slow tone seemed to have a sense of loneliness, telling the story of Li Feidao and Li Xunhuan, who re-entered the world after many years. On the way, he met a ragged young man and invited him to drink a glass of wine.
This is the first encounter between flying knives and fast swords.
Later, in the tavern, conspiracies arose, and fighting broke out for a treasure. The ragged boy killed the vicious underworld master with a sharp sword and took their life money from another underworld master.
He just wanted to take the money and buy Feidao a glass of wine.
Oh, this world doesn’t seem so lonely...
Unlike Jin Yong's fragments that appear in important places, Mr. Gu Long's fragments always appear so silent. Just when you feel that you still have more to say and still have the energy to remain silent in the story, suddenly, there is a crisp "pop" sound.
The ear-killing demonic sound came again.
“I can predict what will happen next, and let’s hear the explanation next time!”
Everyone was stunned at first, and then looked at each other.
"Gone?"
"That's it?"
"There should be more, right?"
In the stands, Mr. Nan has long disappeared!
"Lie——"
"Sure enough, it still tastes the same!"
"I would have forgotten about it if you didn't tell me!"
"Just keep shouting!"
"Shame on the literati!"
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Earl's Palace.
“The world of mortals is ridiculous, infatuation is the most boring, and it’s okay to be arrogant.”
"This life is over, but my heart is no longer disturbed. I just want to be free for half a lifetime."
Sitting on the deck chair in the courtyard, Chen Luo patted his thighs rhythmically and hummed the song "Laughing at the Red Dust", feeling comfortable.
Suddenly, the aroma of wine came into my mind.
Chen Luo sniffed, this smell——
Moutai?
"Keep singing. The tone of your little lyrics is weird, but it sounds pretty good, and the lyrics are also to my liking." A lazy female voice sounded, and Chen Luo was suddenly startled. He sat up straight and followed the sound. When I went there, I saw a woman sitting in the courtyard wall of the Earl's Mansion. The woman looked about thirty, with beautiful appearance. She looked drunk at this time. She had one foot on the wall of the courtyard and one foot hanging naturally. She was holding a wine flask in her hand. The aroma of the wine came from the flask. emanating from it.
The woman raised the wine bottle, took another sip, looked at Chen Luo and smiled: "Can you give me this poem?"
At this time, Chen Luo sensed that the aura on the opponent's body was definitely no weaker than that of the fourth senior brother. He was shocked, why hadn't the fourth senior brother appeared yet?
Could it be that he was entangled by someone else?
Who is this woman?
Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Luo's mind. Just when he was thinking about how to deal with it, Song Tuizhi's figure finally appeared beside Chen Luo, belatedly arriving.
"Fourth Division...huh?"
Chen Luo discovered that Song Tuizhi had changed his clothes, and his hair that had always been loose was tied up. The drooping beard seemed to have been carefully trimmed, and even his face, which always looked dark-skinned, seemed...
Got some powder?
As if he didn't see Chen Luo, Song Tuizhi walked directly past Chen Luo and saluted the woman on the wall of the courtyard with a smile on his face.
"The layman is well. I haven't seen him for many years, and it feels like the world has changed. When I see him today, he looks even better than before, and I feel happy when I retire."
"Fourth Brother of the Bamboo Forest... Got it, wait a minute, I'm busy!"
"If you are a busy layman, just call me if you need anything."
Chen Luo: ∑(′△｀)? !
Is this my majestic and upright scholar, the senior brother known as the Fourth Master of the Bamboo Forest?
"Are you there?"
"Busy."
"Okay, call me if you need anything."
Why is there such a strong trend of dog licking?
Who is this woman?
The woman spoke again: "Little guy, what's your question? I'd like to give you this as a gift. I'll treat you to a drink!"
Chen Luo glanced at Song Tuizhi, who straightened his back and said, "Junior brother, there are not many poems that lay people like. I have even commented on the poems of Su Poxian and Ouyang Shengren."
Chen Luo frowned slightly, had he commented on the lyrics of Su Dongpo and Ouyang Xiu?
Lay Buddhist?
Lightning flashed in Chen Luo's mind.
Damn it——
Li Daundun is the number one in the history.
Master Yi An!
Li Qingzhao!
…
In the main hall, seeing Li Qingzhao's free and unrestrained appearance, Chen Luo felt comfort in his heart for some reason.
In the world where his predecessor lived, Li Qingzhao spent the rest of his life miserable and lonely. He was obviously full of pride and loudly proclaimed that "he was born as a hero, and died as a ghost hero", 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 Xuan of Xizhen!
very nice.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Li Qingzhao saw the strange look in Chen Luo's eyes and asked with a smile, "Did you fall in love with me?"
"Ahem..." The tea in Chen Luo's mouth spurted out. He knew that Li Qingzhao was from the same era as Song Tuizhi. No wonder Song Tuizhi was so licking just now... Bah, can a scholar be called a dog licker? ? That's called affection!
"I don't dare!" Chen Luo said, referring to Song Tuizhi's seniority, "I just heard people talk about the deeds of lay people these days, and suddenly saw the real person standing in front of me, and I was a little curious for a moment!"
Li Qingzhao took another sip of wine: "Your Second Senior Sister and I are familiar with each other, so there's no need to be so polite. Just call me Sister Li. That poem just now..."
"That poem is called "Laughing in the Red Dust". If Sister Li likes it, I will 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 inkstones.
Chen Luo was stunned and turned his head to look. Song Tuizhi was sitting upright, but the fluttering of his robes had not subsided.
Pooh!
"There's no rush!" Li Qingzhao smiled, "I'm here to ask you something."
Li Qingzhao's face instantly became serious and he looked directly into Chen Luo's eyes.
"Why did you ask Prince Jing to help you investigate Iron Rock City?"
As soon as these words came out, Chen Luo was shocked and Song Tuizhi frowned slightly.
"Don't be nervous, there are some people involved here. Since you are going to investigate, you must have nothing to do with that group of people, but I 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.
"There are a few people in Iron Rock City who are good at martial arts, and even I can sense them. But overnight, all these senses were cut off, and I was confused, so I asked Dafu to help me find out."
Li Qingzhao nodded when he heard Chen Luo's words: "So that's the case, then it makes sense..."
Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Sister Li, is it convenient to reveal who is related to the matter in Iron Rock City?"
Li Qingzhao glanced at Chen Luo and suddenly smiled, with drunkenness reappearing on his face: "I got a good word for nothing, but I will give you some benefits."
Li Qingzhao took two more sips of wine.
"Hey, I was drunk and I said drunken words. I don't even remember what I said."
"The matter in Iron Rock City is related to Gu Sect!"
"Gumen!"
Chen Luo was shocked!
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