Zhu Youjian: Taizu has an order! kill!

Out of the house.

Soon Liu Xingzuo met Ma Xianglin at a certain street entrance in the capital.

According to the divided areas, His Majesty divided eight of the twelve lively streets in the capital for them.

It takes half a day to scan it from beginning to end, so it happens to be done once in the morning and again in the afternoon.

"coming?"

"Why are you still wearing a hat..."

"Are you afraid that others won't notice you?"

Sun Chuanting, who was also dressed in civilian clothes, was immediately speechless when he saw Liu Xingzuo's appearance.

Brother, who sweeps the floor and wears a bamboo hat?

This is not attractive anymore.

"Well, that's true."

"Then don't take it."

"Have you two eaten? If not, I'll treat you to some."

"Sweeping the floor is a laborious job."

Liu Xingzuo was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, it seemed that this was really the case.

Only then did he take off the bamboo hat.

Then he pointed to the breakfast stall next to him.

"We've all eaten."

"Let's work first."

"There are a lot of people coming out to play today, and some of them are busy."

Ma Xianglin smiled and waved his hand.

He had already asked Sun Chuanting when he came, and they all left the house after they had eaten.

"Sure, let's get to work quickly."

"I don't want to be reported to the Jin Yiwei for being lazy."

Let’s do it.

Now that you've eaten, let's get busy and get busy.

Not long after, the three of them started cleaning carefully along the street.

Although it was still early, the streets were already crowded with people and laughter.

The three of them dressed like ordinary people, but they did not attract anyone's attention.

This undoubtedly gave the three of them a big sigh of relief.

Okay, okay, as long as no one recognizes it.

Although he said he didn't care, in fact it was still a bit embarrassing.

After all, none of the three of them is a general in charge of one side.

An hour later, the three of them found a roadside teahouse to rest.

The shouting next to the teahouse attracted their attention.

"Everyone! Don't miss it if you pass by."

"The latest novel [The Biography of General Zhendong] is currently being serialized."

"If you like it, hurry up and get it!"

General Zhendong?

Mao Wenlong?

Hearing these familiar words, the three of them looked at each other and became curious.

Has anyone written a book for Mao Wenlong?

Should it be so exaggerated?

"Ahem, the title of this book sounds interesting."

"I bought it to relieve everyone's boredom."

"By the way, let's take a look at what the market says about me waiting."

Sun Chuanting touched his stubble, then stood up and walked to the small stall next to the tea house.

At this time, many people had gathered in front of the bookstall, mostly dressed as scholars.

Sun Chuanting took advantage of his good health and squeezed in with difficulty.

Looking at the piles of books on the stall, I couldn't help but ask.

"How much does this book cost?"

Hearing this, the stall owner quickly stretched out three fingers.

"Not much, only three hundred coins per set."

"There are currently three volumes. If you buy it, you will make a profit."

“The content inside will definitely satisfy you!”

Three volumes and three hundred articles?

It is equivalent to one hundred articles in one volume.

It's not expensive.

"But it's written by General Mao Wenlong Mao?"

"What has been written here? I can still write three volumes."

After silently calculating the price, Sun Chuanting nodded.

It's really not expensive.

But he didn't expect that Mao Wenlong could write three volumes.

"Of course General Mao."

"There is a second Zhendong General in the entire Ming Dynasty?"

“As for the content, there’s a lot to write about.”

"The current series is about Mao Wenlong taking in Huang Taiji's second concubine. The triangle relationship there is really exciting!"

"It's so abominable that Huang Taiji snatched love with a sword. The Huang Taiji that General Mao fought and killed for love was nothing but shit."

"I can definitely bear the title of hero!"

The hawker was selling vigorously, with a look on his face.

Now Sun Chuanting was even more interested.

He immediately took out two and a half banknotes and handed them over.

"Bring me three sets."

"The rest will be used as reward."

What the hell!

Seeing the Chongbanliang handed over by Sun Chuanting, the vendor's eyes almost popped out of his head.

Isn't this just a sweeper who can actually take out a tael of silver in one breath?

Rich people.

"Got it."

"Three sets of newly arrived novels."

"You always keep it!"

Without saying anything, he immediately picked up the book from the stall and handed it to Sun Chuanting.

Sun Chuanting quickly returned to the teahouse with a pile of books in his arms.

Ma Xianglin was given a set each.

"Let's take a look."

"It is estimated that it will spread in the capital soon."

"I don't know which hero would dare to write Mao Wenlong's unofficial history."

"It's fun now."

Sun Chuanting divided the books, so he opened them and started reading while talking to himself.

Ma Xianglin and Liu Xingzuo also smiled when they heard this.

I opened the book while drinking tea.

And when they saw it, they all couldn't help but be entranced.

There is a saying that the author's writing skills are quite good and the content is quite wonderful.

It was written from Mao Wenlong's joining the army to the recent war.

In particular, the love and hatred between Huang Taiji, Hai Lanzhu, Dayu'er and Mao Wenlong are described in great length.

Interspersed with national hatred and various court affairs.

There is not much content in the three volumes, and by the afternoon I had basically read most of them.

"Tsk, you have some skills."

"Sure enough, this wild history may not be true, but it must be wild."

"I have to urge the author to update it later!"

Liu Xingzuo was the first to read it, clapped his hands and commented.

The writing is excellent, but the content is lacking.

Just three volumes are simply not enough.

"This has been written a year ago. I guess it will take some time until the next volume comes out."

"Damn it, why doesn't anyone write about me?"

"My white pole army can write a lot."

Ma Xianglin on the side couldn't help but feel a little sour when he heard these words.

Although it is only a novel, it also proves that Mao Wenlong has great prestige among the people.

You must know that over the past few thousand years, there have been few generals who have been treated like this.

The last person to be written like this was General Yang.

envy!

"If you put it this way, wouldn't I have more to write about after fighting the Tatars in Liaodong for so many years?"

"Hey, it's a shame to let such a reckless man get this honor!"

"It seems that I must have Huang Taiji's head."

Also a little unhappy was Sun Chuanting.

He, Mao Wenlong, is a legend, isn’t this me the same?

Do you know what the Governor of Liaodong is?

"I..."

"Ahem, I'm fine."

"I'm not envious at all!"

Liu Xingzuo instinctively wanted to say something to suit him, but he didn't know what to say when the words came to his lips.

After all, he is a reduced general and is naturally shorter.

I can only say that I don't envy this at all.

Don’t be angry or angry!

At least in this book, he is Mao Wenlong's matchmaker.

He captured both Dayu'er and Hailanzhu!

It can be regarded as showing his face.

"Um, everyone..."

"It seems like we have been sitting here for a long time..."

"It's already afternoon!"

suddenly!

Ma Xianglin next to him slapped the table and pointed at the sun above his head and exclaimed!

Mom!

Mesmerized!

I forgot the time!

If you don't hurry up, there will be a curfew!

As soon as these words came out, Liu Xingzuo and Sun Chuanting's expressions also changed slightly.

He quickly stuffed the book into his arms, picked up the broom and walked towards the street.

There must be people from Jin Yiwei watching around.

It almost delayed the business.