Daqin storyteller: I have become a sword fairy all the way

Zhang Liang is here.

Zhang Liang handed over a very formal and beautiful invitation to Baiyun Inn.

Why do you say it looks good?
Because every character above can be called calligraphy, and every sentence can be called a beautiful article.

But what surprised Tang Xuan even more than the invitation was Zhang Liang himself.

The scholar dressed in white was handsome, but not so handsome as to catch people's attention.

But as long as Zhang Liang stands there, it will definitely be the most eye-catching place.

Because Zhang Liang has an invisible self-confidence, as if nothing in the world can stump him.

The kind of self-confidence that radiates from the inside out makes him exude a unique charm.

"Zhang Liang, meet Mr. Tang!"

A Confucian standard of etiquette, with a gentle tone, makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Tang Xuan has always regarded himself as a scholar, but in front of Zhang Liang, he felt inferior.

"Mr. Zhang is too polite, please go upstairs to talk."

"Thank you boss, bring me a table of good wine and food!"

Zhang Liang replied:

"Young Master Tang, don't talk about Mr., as a scholar next to me, he can't accomplish anything, so he can't be called your honorable master."

"If you don't give up, just call my Biaozi Ovary."

Zhang Liang looked at this handsome young man quietly, he was no older than himself, but he was able to write such profoundly meaningful stories as "The Legend of the Northern Liang Sword" and "The Sword of the Three Young Masters", which is really beyond recognition.

Moreover, according to Wei Zhuang, this Mr. Tang also possesses superb swordsmanship, and even teased the young master and young master of the Yin Yang family.

Outstanding talent, all-round talent in both civil and military affairs, beautiful and intelligent, all the praise and praise words on him seem to be not exaggerated.

Tang Xuan hurriedly put away the statues of Buddha and Taoist Sanqing from the table and stuffed them into the cabinet.
Embarrassed smile:

"I don't know that Zifang is here, and the humble house is simple, please bear with me."

Zhang Liang smiled slightly and said:

"Your majesty is taking the liberty to visit me. Mr. Tang does not despise me for disturbing me, and you are already respecting me."

When the food was served, Tang Xuan toasted a glass of wine, and then asked:
"I don't know why Zifang came to Baiyun Inn?"

Zhang Liang smiled and said:

"It's nothing serious. I'm just a scholar. I love Mr. Tang's story for the next 10 minutes. I want to visit Mr. Tang and see the original author with my own eyes."

"It's like monks worshiping Buddha and Taoists worshiping gods."

Hearing Zhang Liang's words, Tang Xuan seemed to have poured a ton of fine wine into his heart, making his spirit and soul intoxicated.

Tang Xuan didn't expect Zhang Liang to admire his story so much, let alone Zhang Liang became his fan.

Tang Xuan smiled happily and said:

"The ovary is overrated."

"It's just asking for a bite to eat. If my story can bring people thinking and happiness, that would be even better."

Zhang Liang said:

"I speak from the bottom of my heart."

"Moreover, the teacher is also very optimistic about Mr. Tang, and hopes that Mr. Tang will have the opportunity to go to Xiaoshengxian Village. The teacher hopes to have a good talk with Mr. Tang."

Tang Xuan was so excited that the chopsticks in his hand trembled and almost fell to the ground.

Xunzi wants to talk to himself, Xunzi is optimistic about himself!
Tang Xuan, who heard the news, wished to fly to Xiaoshengxian Village to meet Xunzi immediately!
Tang Xuan calmed down and said seriously:

"Thank you Master Xun for your attention, I am afraid."

"Come, respect Master Xun!"

Tang Xuan faced Dongfang Jishou, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Zhang Liang blushed slightly, hesitantly said:
"Young Master Tang, there is one thing, I don't know if it should be said or not?"

It appears that the drama has only just begun.

If there is nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Hall, no matter how much Zhang Liang worships me, he will not submit the greeting card in a serious manner, just because he is afraid that others will not know that Zhang Liang is coming to visit me.

Tang Xuan looked into Zhang Liang's eyes and said:

"Zifang can say what she wants, and if she doesn't want to, I won't force you."

Zhang Liang drank a big mouthful of tea, sobered up, and said:

"Mr. Tang, your story is very good. Because your story is so good, it has been widely circulated among the people and touched the interests of some people. Therefore, those people may retaliate against you and cause you trouble."

Tang Xuan put down his wine glass, thought for a moment, and said with a smile:
"Some people should be referring to Confucianism!"

"As for Zifang, you should be a lobbyist sent by Confucianism!"

After a little association, Tang Xuan understood that the most popular theory at present is Confucianism, and his novel challenged Confucianism's right to speak, and the content of beating and killing did not conform to Confucian benevolence and righteousness.

Moreover, the market capacity is fixed. If your own novels are popular in the market, the books of Confucian scholars will naturally not be sold.

In terms of philosophy and money, there is no doubt that I am in opposition to Confucianism.

Not being able to see the good in others is the greatest evil.

Perhaps, there is also some element of jealousy,

Some people simply don't want to see an unknown kid become famous.

Zhang Liang smiled wryly and said:

"Mr. Tang's eyes are as bright as a torch, and he can see everything clearly at once."

"However, not all Confucian disciples are hostile to Mr. Tang."

"At least, the teacher and I didn't have any malice towards you."

Zhang Liang paused, then continued:

"I am indeed a lobbyist sent by Senior Brother Fu Nian. I hope you can join Confucianism. When you sign your name in the future, you can add the prefix of Confucianism before Tang Xuan."

Tang Xuan looked at Zhang Liang and asked seriously:
"Do you think you can convince me?"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Zhang Liang drank a glass of wine and said with a smile,

"That's why I want to hand out the greeting card with great fanfare, so that everyone can see that I, Zhang Liang, have indeed gone to the Baiyun Inn, and I have indeed paid my respects to Mr. Tang."

"I failed in this way, I can only say that I tried my best, and Senior Brother Fu Nian has no reason to blame me."

Tang Xuan laughed heartily and said:
"Hahaha, I already knew that the ovary is smart, but I never thought that the ovary's intelligence would be used in this."

Zhang Liang said helplessly:

"Young Master Tang is Wei Zhuang's friend and someone I admire, Fu Nian is my senior brother, and Confucianism is the school I base myself on. I don't want to offend either of them."

"It's too difficult for me to walk on thin ice!"

Tang Xuan asked:

"Is there any good way for Zifang to help me?"

Zhang Liang asked back:
"Don't Mr. Tang have a plan in mind?"

Tang Xuan smiled and said:

"I am blind to the situation of Confucianism, how can I be confident?"

Zhang Liang continued to ask:
"Since Mr. Tang can find out the top swordsman in the world, don't you know the mere information about Confucianism?"

Tang Xuan smiled slightly and said:

"Zifang, the identity you are talking to me at this moment should be a member of Quicksand, not a Confucian disciple!"

Zhang Liang asked suspiciously:

"Why did Mr. Tang say such a thing?"

Tang Xuan said:

"At this moment, the ovary gives me the feeling of a purple girl! They all show strong curiosity towards me."

"If it weren't for Zifang's unique and confident temperament, I would have mistakenly thought that the person sitting in front of me was Zhang Liang, the purple girl who disguised herself!"

Zhang Liang smiled, and continued:

"Mr. Tang was born out of nowhere and stirred up the whole world. How can people not be curious?"

"Okay, let's not talk about that."

"Since Mr. Tang wants information on Confucianism, I will tell Mr. Tang."

"At present, it is Senior Brother Fu Nian who harbors malice towards Mr. Tang."

"Senior brother Fu Nian is on good terms with Young Master Fusu, and Young Master Fusu is on a tour of the Great Qin. I heard that he has recently come to Jingzhou. Senior brother may use the power of the government to deal with you."

Tang Xuan recalled Fu Nian and Fu Su in his memory, one was calm and solemn, the other was noble and upright.

In the animation, they are characters that I like very much. I never thought that there would be a day when they would be hostile.

As the head of Confucianism, Fu Nian aspires to prosper Confucianism and develop Confucianism into the largest theory in the world, and he is undoubtedly blocking his way.

Young Master Fusu is also interested in the Confucian philosophy of benevolence and righteousness, and it is very normal for him to be together with Fu Nian.

However, thinking of going against them, Tang Xuan couldn't help feeling a little sad.

The flowers bloom and wither, the clouds gather and the clouds disperse, and the world is impermanent, but that's all.

The Yin-Yang School, Luowang School, and Confucianism came one after another, and I don't know if there will be any other forces in the future.

Sometimes you don't cause trouble, but trouble always comes to your door. It seems that the time traveler is born to be the center of trouble.

Thinking back to the web articles he had read, Tang Xuan was suddenly relieved—if the traverser had no troubles, how could the author write millions of words?
Write about the ordinary three meals a day of the traveler?I'm afraid it will be scolded to death by readers.

Tang Xuan came back to his senses, looked at Zhang Liang, cupped his hands and said:
"Thank you Zifang for revealing the news. If you have anything to ask me in the future, I will definitely help you."

Zhang Liang said with a gentle smile:

"What's the point of worrying about trivial matters?"

The two drank a few more glasses of wine, and Zhang Liang left voluntarily as the sky was getting dark outside the window.

Tang Xuan operated the Vajra Immortality Magic Art, which dispelled the alcohol from his body and kept thinking calmly.

Tomorrow is the date for the lecture again. Presumably Confucianism will definitely make a big fuss when it talks about books tomorrow!

Although Tang Xuan didn't care much about Confucianism's malice, he must be fully prepared to face Confucianism's attack.