Datang: Acting as a celestial mystery at the beginning

"I'm not good at wine, and I can't drink the general."

Li Yian shook his head and refused.

"I am very sure of that!"

Cheng Yaojin laughed and said, "Sir, I'm not bragging to you. There are basically no people in Chang'an who can drink better than me. I can drink wine like this..."

He also proudly boasted to himself about his previous majestic history.

Seeing this, Cheng Chumo felt really ashamed, and said helplessly, "Sir, I, Aye, am like this. Don't listen to his nonsense."

"Okay, okay, General Cheng doesn't need to talk anymore, let's start class."

Li Yi'an drove them inside. This class was about politics, and that's what Li Chengqian and Chang Sun Chong lacked at the moment.

When Cheng Yaojin heard that there was going to be a class, he happily ran in to take the class, but after listening for a while, he fell asleep, a typical scumbag.

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Chang'an West City.

Fang Cheng was here again, set up a booth, and first hung up a poster, which was still drawn by Li Yi himself.

The content of the poster is a jade man holding a long sword, like dancing a sword, and dancing lightly. This is the jade statue of the fairy sister in the jade cave of Wuliang Mountain that he painted. It is still painted according to Liu Yifei's appearance, as beautiful as fairy.

"Come on, Mr. Fang Lang is here to set up a stall again!"

Some scholars cheered in surprise when they saw Fang Cheng's appearance. They couldn't stop reading the novel last time. They had to follow the [-]-word serial to read every day. It was very unsatisfying and they couldn't give up. go down.

"Dragon Babu?"

A scholar picked up a book, saw the cover and asked, "Is this a Buddhist scripture?"

Buddhism was spread to the land of China at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. The earliest temple at that time was the White Horse Temple in Luoyang.

After hundreds of years of inheritance and development, Buddhism has taken root and sprouted in China. Although there are not many Buddhist scriptures, many people who have read Buddhist scriptures know that Tianlong Babu are eight kinds of Shinto monsters from Buddhism.

"Of course not, you will know after reading it."

Fang Cheng didn't explain, and even yawned with a sleepy face, because he stayed up late last night and finished reading the book.

Compared with "The Legend of the White Snake", Fang Cheng felt that "Dragon and Babu" was more suitable for him. The tenderness of the knights in it, the light of swords and the shadow of swords aroused his infinite yearning. This is the romance of men.

Especially when he saw the relationship between Duan Yu, Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing, the lovers finally became brothers and sisters, he almost tore up the book.

This feeling of love and hate makes Fang Cheng feel the most difficult to leave.

After all, in this day and age, there are very few ways for people to entertain themselves. It is rare to have this kind of novel to read, and they are not crazy.

In less than half an hour, more than 2000 of the [-] books Fang Cheng brought were sold.

"Brother Fang, why did you sell books again and didn't tell me in advance?"

Li Yifu and Li Yifu had just received the news and came side by side, but the first thing they saw was not the book, but the hanging poster.

"Yubi Moon is shining brightly!"

Gao Zhizhou looked at the blank space in the painting, where these five characters were still written, and exclaimed, "Wonderful!"

"Even better, it's not here yet, let's read this poem first."

Fang Cheng came and went here and there, and got to know them directly, talking like friends.

He picked up a book, turned to the last page and handed it to them.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goosen, Xueming."

When Li Yifu saw the poem, he immediately read the first two lines.

Gao Zhizhou continued to read: "The silver saddle shines on the white horse, and it rustles like shooting stars. Killing a person in ten steps will never stop you from traveling a thousand miles."

boom!

They just felt their brains buzzing.

This poem, even those who read it, feel excited, can feel the pride of a knight, and the joy of killing a person in ten steps.

After reading it, they were all shocked. How talented and learned they are to write such a poem. They claim to be the best of humble scholars, but they are nothing in front of the author of this book.

"Who is the person who wrote the book?"

Gao Zhizhou couldn't bear the excitement, grabbed Fang Cheng's hand and asked.

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Chapter 131

When Lu Xiuran saw the poem "Xia Ke Xing", he knew that he was completely defeated.

He claimed to dominate the Chang'an literary world, but in front of this poem, all his self-confidence was shattered, he was completely defeated, he had nothing, and he didn't even have a chance to struggle.

"This poem is really good!"

Cui Mao couldn't help admiring, the poem is of course impeccably good, even if he hates Li Yi'an so much, he can't find fault with it.

However, the better Li Yi'an is, the more uncomfortable and dangerous it is for Cui Mao.

Lu Yulin looked at his son's distraught appearance, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start.

"Aye, Chang'an Daily has written about us again."

Cui Tianming angrily slapped the newspaper on the table with one hand. They were arrested by the magistrate of Wannian County that day, and the newspaper was printed again. He lost all face again.

Looking at the Chang'an Daily, Cui Mao and the others thought of the pain in the workshop again, and felt uncomfortable for a while.

"The royal family betrayed and took refuge in the imperial court. Although our six families wanted to resist, they didn't respond very well. The most important thing is that people's hearts are not in harmony. The current increase in the price of various things is not a necessity of life, and the impact is not as good as it used to be. The food comes in large quantities."

Cui Mao said: "I think, only our two companies will unite first, and then promote the other four companies to cooperate with us."

Lu Yulin asked: "How to unite?"

Cui Mao looked at his daughter and said with a smile: "Rong Rong is about to be seventeen, and Xiu Ran is also over twenty. We can discuss marriage. There is nothing stronger than the marriage between our two families."

Hearing his father mentioning this matter, Cui Rongrong beside him glanced at Lu Xiuran shyly, her cheeks flushed.

"Rongrong, what do you think?"

Lu Yulin's expression also relaxed, and he asked with concern: "Has Xiu Ran not bullied you recently?"