Beauty Man: All Heavens and Immortals

Chapter 270

Rongguofu.

"Have you heard? Brother Cong dreamed of a fairy."

"real or fake?"

"It can be false. Let me tell you that the reason why Brother Cong was able to dream of immortals was because of the favor of our ancestors in Rongguo Mansion, who personally received them."

"If you ask me, Brother Cong must have made this up."

"why?"

"It's not easy. Think about it. If the ancestors favored him, he must also favor the second master Bao. That's a person with great fortune. He was born with a piece of precious jade."

"It's a pole, it's a pole."

"Our second master Bao is the one who is truly blessed. Didn't the old lady love you so much?"

"But I remember that Brother Cong was only three years old and didn't go to school at all. How could he make up these stories? The key point is that his handwriting is so good that even the elder applauds him. Apart from Xianyuan, what explanation is there? "

"I'm afraid that the Eldest Master can't see that the Second Master Bao is favored by the old lady, so he wants to create a third master Cong who has a fairy fate to fight with the Second Master Bao. Let's see, it's a mule or a horse, pull it out for a walk Just take a walk and you'll know."

"kindness?"

"Who is the old lady, you must be able to tell the truth at a glance. If Brother Cong can win the favor of the old lady, then it will be the real fairy fate, otherwise everything will be false."

"That's right, in our mansion, the old lady is the real ancestor of living gods."

When all kinds of rumors were circulating in Rongguo Mansion, Jia Zhen had already settled the matter of the teahouse and restaurant outside. Although Rongguo Mansion and Ningguo Mansion were "medium families", they were the same family and two countries among the four kings and eight lords back then. The existence of the Duke, even though it has been a hundred years and the descendants are not good, it is still extremely easy to do this small thing.

The mouths of the servants of the Rongguo Mansion were not guarded in the first place, and Owen specially reminded Jia Zhen to hype it up. For a while, the legend of Jia Cong, the concubine son of the first-class general of the Rongguo Mansion, Jia She, became immortal.

The opening of the teahouse and restaurant is the gimmick of Jia Cong's fate and a wonderful book. Stimulated by the free three days before, the shops scattered all over Kyoto are extremely popular. Storytellers in this era still have real skills , as soon as you receive the updated chapter given by Owen, you can immediately tell it vividly.

As the storyline unfolded, the ancients who had not been baptized by the information explosion of later generations were stunned when they saw the legendary world of Shushan swordsman.

The first protagonist, from an ordinary woman, obtained the Ziying Sword of the Immortal with Long Eyebrows, took in the God Buddha Slave and the orangutan Yuan Xing, ate many rare vermilion fruits, and obtained the Taiqing Divine Flame Pocket left by the senior immortals. Dingzhu of Huo and Baimei monk also obtained a first-class skill from the best friend of the previous life, Shenggu. After countless chances and coincidences, he finally became the most outstanding figure among the descendants of the Emei School.

Not to mention the golden ancient yellow beams in the era of martial arts in later generations, but also the various books of fairy tales in the Internet age, all of which have the shadow of Shushan Swordsman. , as one can imagine.

For a time, the whole city was a sensation, everyone rushed to listen to the book, the 4000 words updated every day were told over and over again, many people still refused to leave, and gathered in teahouses and restaurants, discussing the plot of the book fascinatedly: Spells, magic weapons, spirit beasts, spirit fruits, cultivation techniques for cultivating immortals...

Rongguo Mansion, East Courtyard, Study Room.

"Brother Cong, Brother Cong, brother has something to discuss with you, please agree."

Jia Zhen walked in with a blushing face, and smiled apologetically at Owen.

"Hey, what did Big Brother Zhen say?"

Owen said with a smile: "If you have anything to say, please tell me directly. The younger brother can do it, so naturally he won't refuse."

"Brother Cong is generous."

Jia Zhen complimented: "Recently, teahouses and restaurants are extremely popular, but everyone complains that there are too few new books that are narrated every day, and they all ask for more content. I shirk it a few times, but I really can't shirk it, so I have to come to find Brother Cong. , Brother Cong, if he writes with skill, he must be able to help brother, otherwise this business really cannot be done."

"Chasing more..."

Owen patted his forehead and said speechlessly: "It seems that it's the same everywhere. 4000 words is already a lot. Others write a thousand words, but I write [-] words a day."

"How can those people compare with Brother Cong?"

Jia Zhen flattered her horse shamelessly: "Brother Cong is destined to be a fairy, so you can't compare with these ordinary people. Brother Cong, what do you think?"

"Brother Cong, listen to your big brother Zhen. From now on, you must double it every day, at least 8000 words."

Jia Amnesty pushed the door in, reeking of alcohol, and shouted, "Brother Zhen, you should plan ahead for the engraving and publishing of the book. In the past few days, many princes and ministers have specifically asked about this matter, so you must be careful."

"Yes, my lord, I will try my best."

Jia Zhen quickly agreed.

"Master, Brother Zhen, I don't know if the income of the teahouse restaurant is still satisfactory these days?"

Owen was noncommittal and asked rhetorically without answering.

"so far so good."

Jia Zhen smiled perfunctorily, without mentioning the specific figures.

Jia Amnesty frowned directly, and snorted coldly: "What do you ask this for? Just write your book well. If you can't write 8000 words a day, be careful with your skin."

"..."

Owen's face suddenly turned cold, and he thought to himself: "mmp! I used to read those fan books in the Red Chamber, most of which whitewashed Jia She, and blindly blackened the second room, but I didn't know that poor people must have something to hate, from Jia She's various behaviors , not to mention anything else, since you sold your own daughter for money, you know that this is a ruthless and cruel person, how can you justify it?"

"What's the matter, are you not convinced?"

Jia Amnesty sat there drunk, glanced sideways at Owen's face, and sneered, "I am your master, and you are my son. Whatever I say, you can do for me, or you will have something good to eat." .”

"My lord was joking."

How shrewd Jia Zhen is, she immediately sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and began to smooth things over: "Brother Cong is just asking casually, and Brother Cong will naturally obey what the Elder Master said."

Owen stood there indifferently, but his mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness. He tried his best to communicate with his soul, Qingsi Huimu Sword, and Thunder Emperor Seal. During this period of fame, an unexpected and reasonable thing happened. That is, everything that was sealed for some reason was gradually showing signs of loosening, and with the passage of time, the former feeling of connectedness faintly emerged.

He speculated that this has a lot to do with fame, and fame is also a kind of luck.

If he can recover his strength now, even if it is one ten thousandth, one ten thousandth, he will definitely slap Jia Shen's face without hesitation, let him know why Hua'er is so red and why his face is so blushing. Such as the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival'.

"Forbearance, it's not far from my recovery of self-preservation power, there is no need to turn against them now, there will be opportunities in the future..."

Thinking in this way, Owen smiled slightly: "No problem, isn't it only [-] words, I agreed, just make up the whole, [-] words a day, is the master satisfied?"

"Humph!"

When Jia She heard this, he snorted softly and said, "Forget your knowledge, write well in the future, don't think wildly, I am your master, how can I treat you badly?"

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked towards his harem, where the two newly bought beautiful girls had washed their bodies and were obediently lying on the bed...

"Brother Cong, you are busy, brother, I am leaving, you must hurry up on the manuscript."

Jia Zhen's eyes were so poisonous, so she could see Owen's displeasure. Seeing that Jia Amnesty had withdrawn, she quickly followed suit. Anyway, his matter had already been resolved by Jia Amnesty, and there was no point in staying.

"Brother Zhen, wait a minute."

"Brother Cong?"

"I know that you have made a lot of money during this period. I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask if you should prepare for the construction of the Taoist temple that you promised me. You must know that this is what the ancestors and the Taishang Taoist ordered. .”

Owen said with a half-smile, "Brother Zhen won't change his mind, will he?"

"Cough cough."

Jia Zhen rolled her eyes, and said with a sneer: "What did Brother Cong say? How could the elder brother's promise to you change? It's just that there is no rush. The business has just started, and the money invested in advance has not been earned back. Not to mention making a profit, secondly, this kind of important matter has to be reported to the old lady, and let the old lady decide, as long as the old lady and the elder have no objections, even if my brother and I go bankrupt, I will do it for you, Brother Cong."

"Brother Zhen is really generous."

Owen said with a meaningful smile: "Then it will depend on Brother Zhen's performance. You must know that there are gods standing three feet above the gods, not to mention that there is a Taoist ancestor above the gods. Brother Zhen needs to be careful."

"Ha ha."

Jia Zhen laughed a few times, her eyelids twitched, and she said some polite words. Thinking of Owen's miracles, she felt a little uneasy. When she returned to Ningguo Mansion, she met her only son Jia Rong. He ordered his servants to beat Jia Rong up, and then went to comfort his daughter-in-law...

Inside the palace.

At this time, Emperor Zhengtai was already old, his health was not as good as before, and state affairs had always been complicated. Even an emperor with a strong desire for power like him had to let go gradually and began to choose an heir from several sons.

At the same time, like every aging emperor, his longing for longevity is increasing day by day. When the sensation of Shushan swordsman spread to the palace, Emperor Zhengtai easily got Owen's manuscript, and was immediately accepted by Shushan swordsman. Attracted by the story, Owen's private goods were also discovered by Emperor Chint.

"There is such a doorway..."

Emperor Zhengtai held the manuscript with burning eyes, and murmured: "After the emperor dies, there are three or six or nine levels of ascension to the upper realm. The holy emperor will not only enjoy the joy of longevity, but also continue to control the imperial power and be the lord of the world. Divided into continents, planets, galaxies, universes, dimensions, planes, etc., my world is now just one of the countless countries on the continent..."

"Little Guizi, do you know who wrote the Shushan Swordsman Legend, and who is Chonghua Zhenjun?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, this book is rumored to be Jia Cong, the concubine son of Jia She, the first-class general of the Rongguo Mansion, and the spirit of Yemeng Rongguo. At the age of a three-year-old child, I wrote this wonderful book, The Legend of the Shushan Swordsman."

"Rongguo Mansion? A three-year-old boy?"

Emperor Zhengtai was shocked, and said happily: "Is it really a three-year-old child?"

"It's just a three-year-old boy."

Xiao Guizi followed Emperor Zhengtai for a long time, so he naturally understood what Emperor Zhengtai was thinking, and added: "I heard that he never went to school, and when he woke up, he was already a learned man, and the manuscript in His Majesty's hand was written by him. "

"Good good."

Emperor Zhengtai looked at the Chinese manuscript and said with great joy: "It really is a gift from the gods, please pass it on to me quickly, no, invite him into the palace, I want to ask him the mysteries of the fairy family."

"According to the order."

Rongguofu.

"My lord, my lord, something happened."

"Bastard, what's the matter?"

"Eunuch Gui has an oral order from His Majesty to pass on..."

"what……"

She was dressed in a coquettish voice, but the newly bought concubine was kicked off the bed by Jia She who got up in a hurry.

"Idiot, idiot, hurry up and change my clothes for the master."

The arrival of the holy envoy is an honor that Rongguo Mansion has never had since the death of Rongguo Duke Jia Daishan. For a while, the huge Rongguo Mansion and the adjacent Ningguo Mansion became noisy, and Jia's mother also stood up in fear. After Guizi's intention of coming, he was relieved, and hurriedly said: "Grandfather, wait a moment, this old man will make people call this worry-free thing."

"Old lady wait a minute."

Seeing that Jia's mother's tone was wrong, Xiao Guizi immediately understood that Owen's treatment in Jia's mansion was not good, and quickly reminded: "Master Cong is a noble person invited by His Majesty himself, so please don't offend him, why don't you let me invite you in person."

"This, how does this make it?"

Jia's mother was shocked, she never thought that Owen had such a face with the emperor. She didn't know the reason for what Owen had tossed about during this period of time, but she just asked Owen to ask about it, and then lifted her hand. It's a grandson, but except for Jia Baoyu, who is very lucky and vaguely similar to Jia Daishan, who is her heart and soul, the other grandchildren are just kittens and puppies.

"Yes, yes."

Xiao Guizi said with a smile: "Master Cong is the true king of Chonghua, a truly extraordinary man with a celestial destiny. It is also my blessing to invite him in person. I also ask the old lady to send someone to lead the way."

"Eunuch really upset him. If that's the case, I will personally lead the way for Eunuch."

Mother Jia apologized with a smile.

When everyone came to the east courtyard of Rongguo Mansion, someone woke up the sleeping Owen. Under the service of Xiaoqing and Nanny Song, Owen put on a Taoist robe, met Xiaoguizi, who represented imperial power, and was invited into the palace , as Owen had already calculated.

The Xuan room seeks talents, visits and chases ministers, and Jia Sheng's talents are even more incomparable. Poor night, the front table is empty, and he doesn't ask the common people and asks ghosts and gods.

With Owen's knowledge of the information explosion of later generations, combined with the real experience of traveling through the world, it is easy to dazzle the Emperor Zhengtai who admires the immortal way, and he can't wait to fly away immediately and enjoy the boundless scenery forever.

The next day, an imperial decree was handed down, and Owen immediately became the righteous Chonghua Zhenjun, while Jia She, who was unwilling and reluctant, had always been a cowardly character. Facing the imperial decree, he could only feel heartbroken. Taking out the money, according to Owen's instructions, I found Shan Ziye, the designer of the original Space-Time Grand View Garden, and designed the Chonghua Temple. A quiet courtyard was built on the side of the Taoist temple, with two and three tearful bamboos planted inside...

(End of this chapter)