"La la la, la la la, I am a little expert in selling newspapers. I am running all over the street in the strong wind and rain, screaming as I run. Today's article is really good, and all the glory and wealth can't escape..."
A crisp newspaper selling song sounded on the street. The tea drinkers who were accustomed to this song all raised their heads in unison when they heard the next two sentences.
"Huh? What's going on?"
"The word has been changed...prosperity and wealth?"
"Quick...buy a copy and take a look!"
Everyone reacted, put down their teacups in unison, and rushed out of the teahouse. It wasn't until I picked up the latest issue of "Da Xuan Min Bao" from the newsboy that I noticed the three big words on the front page - "Pillow Story"!
"Is this... Wu Hou writing a new article?"
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Zheliu Academy.
"Hai Yi, I'm not wrong!" Kong Tianfang said to Tian Haiyi with a smile while holding the latest "Da Xuan Min Daily", "This kid, didn't he respond to Bai Mo right away?"
"That kid doesn't care about anything on the surface, but he's actually very strong in his heart!"
"Before, I thought he might just update "The Legend of the Eight Immortals" continuously, but I didn't expect that he would directly rewrite a new story, and it was also a short story!"
"If they fight each other in the future, wouldn't it be us who benefit from reading?"
"With a competitor, let's see how Chen Luo still behaves!"
Tian Haiyi gave Kong Tianfang a full cup of tea with a smile and said, "The head of the hospital still has a long-term vision!"
Kong Tianfang waved his hand, looked at the copy of "Da Xuanmin Daily" in his hand, and said meaningfully: "There is something in this article!"
…
"Snapped!"
Xing Mu's voice resounded throughout the Xing Morning Tea House, and the energetic storyteller said with great energy——
"The world is a big dream, and there are several cold autumns in life. Dear readers, today I got a new article from Wu Hou, which is called "The Pillow Story". After reading it, my heart was filled with emotions. Life is like a mist, but it seems to suddenly become enlightened. Dare to use Su Po Immortal A fairy poem opens the story to explain this strange and strange article to all readers..."
Listening to the storyteller's foreshadowing, the audience members who had not yet had time to buy "Da Xuan Min Bao" were all attentive and did not even touch the breakfast on the table. . The waiter, who was always diligent, stood still and stopped moving, looking at the storyteller on the stage.
In this way, a magical story came from the mouth of the storyteller.
"The Story of the Pillow" is a legendary chapter written by Chen Luo's previous life, the Tang Dynasty writer Shen Jiji. It is a representative work of Tang legends. It tells the story of a down-and-out scholar, Lu Sheng, who encounters an old man named Lu in Maodian. Lamenting that bad luck has led to unmet talents. After talking about it, he felt a little sleepy. The old man gave Lu Sheng a pillow, claiming that the pillow would bring prosperity and wealth to Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng took the pillow and fell into sleep. When he woke up, he was full of energy, so Lu Sheng said goodbye to the old man and returned home.
But then, Lu Sheng's life changed dramatically.
First, he met the daughter of a wealthy local family by chance, fell in love with her, and took her as his wife. With the help of his father-in-law's family, he quickly became rich. The following year, he passed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination. He was favored by nobles one after another and was promoted to three levels within one year.
Three years later, Lu Sheng was released as a prefect of Yizhou, where he built water conservancy projects, which greatly benefited the people. He was engraved with monuments and praised by all the people. Later, he was promoted to the capital as Jingzhao Yin.
Not long after Jing Zhaoyin was in charge, foreign invaders invaded and the general was killed by the enemy. At this time, he was ordered to go to the army, save the building from collapse, defeat the enemy army, expand the land thousands of miles, and even build cities to resist foreign invasion, and was supported by all the people.
After his master returned to the court, Lu Sheng became an important minister of the country due to his meritorious service. Although he was framed by villains, he eventually became a wise prime minister.
But when he got older, his political opponents seized on him and persuaded the emperor to dismiss him from office and imprison him. It was only then that Lu Sheng sighed to his wife, saying that he had good farmland and delicious food at home, so why should he pursue glory and wealth?
Fortunately, the emperor pardoned Lu Sheng's death penalty and just sent him to a remote place.
As the saying goes, "A letter is sent to the nine heavens in the morning, and it is sent to Chaoyang Road eight thousand at night"!
But things took a turn for the worse. A few years later, the emperor found out that he had wronged him, so he called Lu Sheng back again and gave him a high official and a generous salary as compensation.
In the subsequent life, Lu Sheng gave birth to five sons, each of whom held high positions. He even assisted two generations of emperors and ranked among the three princes. Until fifty years later, he died in the emperor's great grace.
At this point in the story, the storyteller paused intentionally. The tea guests below also didn't respond.
This... is it over?
To be honest, Lu Sheng's experience is simply the highest ideal in the hearts of all Confucian scholars. Be loved by all people, be appreciated by the royal family, hold a high position, and be honored after death. Isn't this the perfect template for a protagonist?
When listening to a book, it’s really cool to put yourself into it!
Especially when I heard that I was framed by a villain, but finally recovered, I felt so relieved. Even how to kill the villain, everyone thought of at least eighteen ways!
But...that's it?
This... this is good, but it was completely suppressed by "Nie Xiaoqian"!
While everyone was confused, the storyteller took a sip of tea and continued to speak——
"Lu Sheng leaned over and realized that he was lying on his back in the mansion, Lu Weng was sitting next to him, and his master was steaming unripe millet. It was the same as before..."
All the tea guests were stunned: Huh? what's the situation?
Is this a dream?
What is a twists and turns? This is a twists and turns!
It turned out that Lu Sheng had not woken up. Marrying a lovely wife, becoming a high official, becoming a general or a prime minister, being promoted or demoted, being ranked among the three nobles, and being honored after death were all a dream!
"A dream like a yellow beam must eventually wake up. It has no roots and no ends and returns to dust."
"Wherever the golden dragon flies to the sky, it is better to be a real person in the mortal world."
As the storyteller finished reading the last few lines of the opening poem, the wake-up wood was struck again, as if to wake everyone up from their dreams, and the story-telling of "The Story of the Pillow" came to an end...
But at this moment, a wave of spiritual soul suddenly spread. The eyes of a young Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes lit up, and a spiritual soul similar to him flew out of his body. It floated in the sky for a while and then returned to the little Taoist priest. in vivo.
"A dream! A sweet dream!"
"Hahaha, I understand, I understand!"
"Thank you so much, Hou Wu, thank you so much, Hou Wu!"
With that said, the little Taoist priest held the disciple ceremony in the direction of Dongcang City and bowed deeply.
Some Confucian scholars were confused and stepped forward and asked: "Brother Taoist, what are you..."
The Taoist priest returned the courtesy and said: "You don't know, this article has the charm of Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly. Glory and wealth are like clouds and smoke, and the great dreams of spring and autumn are free from immortality. The little Taoist who heard this article will unlock the shackles of the soul. Yesterday's little Taoist disciple, today has become a real person. …”
The Confucian scholars were shocked when they heard this and hurriedly saluted again: "A Confucian scholar in the Qipin Chengshi realm has seen a Taoist real person!"
"Hahahaha, little brother, Taoism is carefree and unconventional." After saying that, he looked at the storyteller on the stage and said, "Sir, this article has a miraculous effect on my Taoist sect. I don't know whether reading it directly is still the same. So, I dare to ask you, sir, to come with me to the Taoist temple. I wonder if it would be convenient for you, sir?"
At this moment, the storyteller suddenly thought of "Huazui Nansheng" among the storytellers because of "Du Shiniang"'s battle to become a god in Zheliu Academy. His heart suddenly surged and he nodded repeatedly: "That's what you wish for!"
The new master smiled slightly, then rolled up his Taoist robe and took the storyteller straight to the Taoist temple. Looking at the Taoist master and the storyteller disappearing from sight, everyone present took a breath.
An article to help Taoist disciples advance to the level of real people!
As expected of Wuhou!
Based on this, how can Bai Mo compare?
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Wenchang Pavilion.
Yan Baichuan looked at "The Pillow" in his hand over and over again, with a helpless look on his face.
"This Chen Luo, is he going to put so much effort into fighting with himself?"
"One article allows the demon clan to break through, and one article allows the Taoist clan to advance!"
"Where is my Confucian sect?"
"No, you have to let him put some thought into it!"
With that said, Yan Baichuan picked up his pen and was about to write a letter to Zhulin. At this moment, Leng Hanbing knocked on the door and came in with a memorial in his hand, saying: "Prime Minister, many demon clans in the Southern Wilderness have jointly submitted a letter to the imperial court. If you want to appoint a 'Send Xuan Envoy' to come to Daxuan to study, this is a proposal, and your Majesty will transfer it to Wenchang Pavilion."
"Send the mysterious envoy?" Yan Baichuan put down his brush and immediately forgot about urging Chen Luo. In the past sixty years, although the Yao clan has had envoys to communicate with Daxuan, the name of the envoy of Qixuan has never been heard again.
The last time Xuan envoys were sent to the dynasty dates back to the Linhuang period.
The arrival of the Qi Xuan Envoy shows that the demon clan recognizes the human race, and through its influence on the Qi Xuan Envoy, Daxuan can also influence the internal affairs of the corresponding demon clan for a considerable period of time, which is an extremely advantageous political method.
Although the current memorial was not a letter of credence issued by the Holy King Palace after the entire demon clan reached a consensus, Yan Baichuan still smiled knowingly when he looked at the densely packed racial names on it.
"This Chen Luo has done a great job in the Monster Clan!" Yan Baichuan praised in his heart. Then he picked up a brush and drew a circle on the memorial, stamped it with a large seal of literature and art, threw it to Leng Hanbing, and said , "Leave it to the relevant yamen for processing, but there is one thing..."
"The tuition fee for each demon clan has been increased. It should be two...three times the standard of the previous Lin Dynasty. After all, I, Daxuan, am not rich either!"
"They'll take it!"
Leng Hanbing accepted the memorial and calculated in his mind that since he would accept three times the offer, he might as well offer four times the offer.
If you ask for a lot of money, you can pay it back on the spot. There must always be room for counter-offering!
It’s not even four times more expensive, and I can’t even afford a great Confucian treasure!
He Leng Hanbing said now that the loss of a great Confucian treasure cannot be considered as an expense!
…
At the same time that Daxuan was madly spreading "The Story of the Pillow", there was Fangcun Mountain in the southern wilderness.
In the Liaozhai Study Room, the entrance to the Yin and Yang Realm opened again. Chen Luo fell out of the entrance to the Yin and Yang Realm. Then Chen Luo reluctantly got up and retched.
At this time, Chen Luo's face was pale, and there was a looming black gas between his eyebrows.
"Damn it, this Netherworld Death Qi is so powerful..."
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