Although Guan Yinping also has a loyalty hall, it is not exaggerated to the extent of worshiping the second master directly. I just don’t know what is the relationship between myself, the verbal leader of Yongchang Hall, and these people who worship the second master?
Without taking a second look, the waiter led the group into the high-end guest rooms on the third floor: "Madam, all rooms in this row are vacant. You can choose as you like."
Huang Yueying designated the innermost room: "My son lives in this room! Take a rest for a day or two."
Um...does this mean I have to stay in the room for at least a day or two?
Then he pointed to separate the three rooms: "The three of my sisters can squeeze into this room."
The waiter immediately stood in awe: "Understood, sir, please go first!"
What are you so respectful about?
Huang Yueying said: "Things!"
So Liu Zhenzi gave a small box and Zhao E handed the package to Dachun.
Of course the box is for the orbs. As for the package, Dachun suddenly found that it was so heavy that he almost failed to catch it! Damn it, this is probably hundreds of pounds? Is this how Zhao E has been carrying such heavy things?
Dachun entered the room ignorantly. From the moment he entered the village, Dachun clearly felt that there were all kinds of code words and incisions and secret operations.
Think about it, this Baojiazhuang is basically the size of a small county town, and all kinds of unknown people gather together in troubled times. There must be special code words and slang, not to mention that Zhao E who comes tonight is a general. Ah, can such a person be treated lightly when he enters the village? If even Baojiazhuang is like this, then you can imagine how complicated those big cities are.
Dachun suddenly thought of Yongchang. Yongchang didn’t know if there was such a complicated thing? I feel like I have been living at the bottom of society in Yongchang for half a year and am still ignorant. But there was nothing that could be done about it. At the beginning, my body was not used to it, and I had all kinds of diarrhea. One day when I came back from transporting firewood, I fell down to sleep after being exhausted. I didn’t have the energy to study at all.
After the arrangements were made, the waiter bowed and went out politely.
Dachun was the only one in the room, and the uneven distribution of rooms felt very sad. How expensive is such a high-end house? Wouldn't it be nice to save money on a room and then help refer to Zhuo Wenjun's literary style together?
Dachun had no choice but to open the package, which contained all kinds of old little books. Suddenly there were hundreds of them!
Dachun is very dizzy, what does this Zhuo Wenjun do? Are her works so bad that they can be purchased wholesale on the street? But think about it, if I were a scholar, I think there would be many ways to be ruined in the future.
Everything that needs to be explained has already been explained on the road. The so-called refining literary style is to read one of her works first and feel her mood and artistic conception first. Dachun doesn’t like reading, let alone these hundreds of booklets! Moreover, it was an official script font that I was not familiar with, which made my scalp numb.
Of course, the best case scenario is that Yan Xiang left a piece of Yuan Shen in the booklet where he recorded Emperor Yu. But this scenario is unlikely. So in the end, I used Zhuo Wenjun's literary spirit to paint her portrait. The literary spirit itself is the spirit of creation, a remnant of the thoughts and spirit of the predecessors, which is equivalent to the soul, barely equal to the appearance of Zhuo Wenjun.
So Dachun sat down cross-legged in front of the stack of books - Kunlun mirror, transmitting literary spirit!
The next moment, Dachun looked at these books and immediately became full of literary style, just like Cai Yong's study.
Dachun thinks that with his ability, he can be a waiter in an antique store. If he is elegant, he will definitely be a fake copied by others.
Dachun started flipping through these pamphlets, and his head was spinning!
Then I found a booklet with a row of small words on it: "Wenjun Liquor Shop, if you buy a pound of wine, you will receive a book of poems written by Wenjun. If you collect four volumes, you will receive a pound of poetry as a gift."
Damn it! ! Dachun flipped through a dozen books one after another, and they were all full of small advertisements about selling wine and giving away copies!
It turns out that these brochures are the works of Zhuo Wenjun during the difficult period after he eloped with Sima Xiangru and sold his jewelry to open a wine shop! And this booklet contains a thousand words less. Just copying is a lot of labor, not to mention the dedication to writing! What kind of mood is this?
Maybe Dachun doesn’t need to understand the beautiful scenery and snowy moon she wrote, because she doesn’t understand. Just looking at this small advertisement shows how difficult it is for a rich woman to start a business. I can understand her feelings...
In Dachun, I had seen several portraits of Zhuo Wenjun in an antique shop in Chengdu, and I was particularly impressed by the "Picture of Zhuo Wenjun Selling Wine". Then the literary spirit was activated, driving the literary spirit of the stack of books, and soon he drew an image of a beautiful woman dressed as a folk girl.
Is this Zhuo Wenjun? Can you speak? Even though he cannot speak, he still has life. In short, bring her to the beads immediately and let her meet the acquaintance Queen Gillian, and a lot of things will naturally be added.
So Dachun held the bead in his hand and ordered the good demon dragon Baihu to continue taking care of the body.
The magic weapon talisman is activated, and the soul comes out of the body!
After leaving the body, the soul was immersed in a sea of literature and art. The portrait of her in the soul state was indeed different from the naked eye. It was more three-dimensional and vivid. Dachun felt that he was looking into her eyes!
She has life! !
Dachun was excited: "Miss Zhuo Wenjun!"
Zhuo Wenjun waved and spoke: "Guest, do you want to buy some wine? Buy a pound of wine and give me a handmade poetry book..."
This soft voice and this enchanting movement... suddenly reminded Dachun of the word "Tofu Xishi"! It reminds me more of the "bean curd" in "Ji Gong"...
No, I had the concept of Tofu Xishi first, and then I reshaped her according to the image of Tofu Xishi! As expected of Zhuo Wenjun who was born in a small advertisement, this is what I like.
Xuri Shu was happy: "I don't know what literary spirit is, I only see the spirit of philistine fireworks!"
Dachun greeted: "Queen Chen Ajiao heard that you are a talented girl from Shu and wants to spend thousands of gold to buy your poems. Quickly seize the opportunity to become famous!"
Zhuo Wenjun said in surprise: "Okay!"
Dachun was overjoyed: "Follow me - hold on to me!!"
"OK!"
Zhuo Wenjun flew over like a cloud and grabbed Dachun's hand - this unabashed action was the image of a wine seller in Dachun's mind!
Then the magic weapon talisman led the two people into the orb - the system prompts: You have entered the soul-suppressing magic weapon Canghai Night Pearl Mysterious Realm!
——Star Divine Weapon Talisman Tip: Entering the Xuan Realm space, the Star Divine Weapon can be summoned.
The world in front of Dachun's eyes was all indigo, as if it was between an empty blue sky and sea.
But Zhuo Wenjun didn't finish. The literary energy behind her continued to pour in like rolling colorful clouds. In the blink of an eye, the world had a large area of colorful clouds for the two of them to settle down, just like the heavenly soldiers stepping on the flying clouds. Will!
Dachun was really shocked: "You can't be sure that all the Wenqi in the room have come in, right?"
Zhuo Wenjun looked forward to it with great anticipation: "Of course you have to come in. Otherwise, if your talents are not enough, wouldn't it ruin the queen's affairs? Where is the queen?"
Okay, got it! Let’s not mention whether she is usually reserved or aloof. Anyway, her current state is just a consciousness: a meteoric rise!
Dachun said: "It should be a golden house!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw golden light shining in the distance!
Zhuo Wenjun was ecstatic: "So it's there!"
Dachun suddenly panicked. Gillian tried to lure Zhang Yulan into the golden house, but now looking at Zhuo Wenjun's eagerness for money, it was clear that he was about to fall into this trap... This...
