I write novels in the East Palace

Zhou Chengyi struggled all night, and finally decided that Princess Huimin would see through his vest purely because everything was too coincidental.

If it was him who suddenly received a call for help from a deposed prince, he would definitely investigate carefully and follow up, so she knew it was not surprising.

He should still be well hidden.

Zhou Chengyi who figured it out heaved a sigh of relief.

Although he has no plans to write any shocking articles at present, and it is not a big problem for him to lose his horse, but who can say what will happen in the future, it is always best to make a fortune silently.

"It's okay, it's a coincidence." Zhou Chengyi gradually relaxed his nerves with a fluke mentality.

In his spare time, he turned his attention to Chang Xia and Ling Dong, had a friendly conversation with them, and said some words calmly.

Then it was discovered that no matter whether it was the shrewd and smooth Chang Xia or the dull and taciturn Leng Dong, the two children were illiterate.

In ancient times when there was no nine-year compulsory education and the cost of education was very high, not to mention illiteracy was a common phenomenon, many people could not even speak Mandarin.

Zhou Chengyi originally thought it would be different in the palace, especially seeing that Chang Xia spoke in a very disciplined way, and occasionally burst out some idioms and famous sentences, but he didn't expect that Chang Xia could only speak and could not write at all.

On the contrary, the silent Lin Dong is much better than him.

When Zhou Chengyi took out the three hundred thousand for literacy from the bookshelf—that is, "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Surnames", and "Thousand Character Classic"—Rin Dong was still able to recite a paragraph silently.

But only one paragraph.

When Lin Dong was writing silently, Chang Xia became nervous, and the atmosphere in the hall was a bit dull.

Lin Dong handed over the dictation, and Chang Xia's palms were already sweating.

Zhou Chengyi looked at the silent writing on it, and the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere became anxious.

In fact, since they were sent here, the two have been watching their words and expressions.After all, it is not easy to be a servant, especially in the palace, where there are several good-natured masters.

Before Changxia worshiped Wang He as his adoptive father, he also stayed in other palaces. In this palace, not only the master would bully others, but even the slaves and maidservants would be flattered. Dead as flower fertilizer.

Lin Dong was originally a long-term worker, offended the young owner of the family, and fell to the end of prostitution.Prince He ordered to pick someone with a clean and clean family background, preferably with a fresh face, and send him to the East Palace. The steward picked him out on the street and offered a high price. His family and friends needed to be buried, so they could only nod.

They are all cheap people who have signed a contract of selling their lives and let them be killed. They have no choice but to come here, and they have also had tragic assumptions about their own fate.

Unexpectedly, the master is an extremely easy-going person. He doesn't beat or scold or waste time, and he doesn't often ask people to serve him. He just writes in the study every day. Even if they do something wrong, he never cares about it.

Quiet and gentle, it seems that there is no temper, and the way they look at them seems to be looking at people.

While they couldn't believe it, they cherished this time very much and didn't want to be sent away just like that.

Fortunately, Zhou Chengyi just sighed, "It seems that literacy education is urgent."

After finishing speaking, he opened the children's enlightenment book "Three Character Classic". Both Chang Xia and Lin Dong studied very seriously and did not dare to neglect. As a teacher, Zhou Chengyi inexplicably felt satisfied, and taught more attentively.

During the day, he taught a class in the morning and middle school, and in the evening he took out the second issue of the magazine to tell them the stories in it.

It’s been a month since Zhou Chengyi’s travels have been completed, and under the guidance of the self-study policy based on the original owner’s knowledge reserve, and writing while checking and learning, the level of ancient prose that was still advanced at that time is now improving by leaps and bounds, and it is no longer Wu Xia. Mongolian.

Although he can't use allusions and poems as easily as Mr. Zigu, there are basically no obstacles in reading and writing.

Every time he reads an ancient prose, he always has something to say when explaining or evaluating.

Now that we are talking about magazines, we have to mention Fu Qian.

The fishing trick that Fu Qian used earlier was really effective, and readers didn’t need any comments. Many authors who got the sample issue had already seen the clues. Can add punctuation marks to your own articles.

Of course, apart from those who are very self-aware, there are also people who stick to tradition.

For example, Mr. Song Xuwen, the author of "Feelings on Climbing the Chan Mountain on the Eighth Day of April" at the end of the three main articles in the first issue.

When Zhou Chengyi read this article at first glance, he suddenly thought he was back in a modern high school classroom.

Whether it's the beginning of "Meng Xia, the sky is clear and clear", or the whole article is full of duality and neatness, he has a sense of déjà vu. At that time, he couldn't help turning to the end of the article to see if there was an after-school homework column below. , the first article is written to recite the whole text.

It's really kind and inexplicably revealing a bit of horror and anxiety.

Mr. Song Xuwen was a Jinshi in the period of the first emperor. He was also an official to the third rank. He was relegated one after another because of his outspoken advice. Later, he saw that the emperor's government was dark and dark, so he resigned in anger. He lived in seclusion in Qingzhou and Jingzhou successively. He has been enthroned for 20 years. Only then returned to Beijing, and since then settled down and opened a private school.

The old man respected the way of Confucius and Mencius, practiced the principle of teaching without distinction, and had his own principles and persistence in tradition.

When Fu Qian reorganized Chang'an Bookstore and was condemned by the literati, he took the initiative to contribute an article "Literature", citing classics and discussing the pros and cons of popular novels, which can be regarded as a platform for Fu Qian.

Fu Qian opened a magazine and asked the old man for a manuscript, and the old man was also happy to give the manuscript.

Unexpectedly, when the punctuation issue came out, the old gentleman was quite opposed, and published an article "Sentence Reading" in the second issue to criticize them, thinking that they had forgotten their ancestors.

Just when Fu Qian wanted to go along with the flow and promote punctuation, his head grew dizzy when he received this manuscript.

It was Fang Guanyan who said: "One family's opinion is not as good as a hundred schools of thought contending, each has its own point of view, so let's teach each other."

Then he gave the manuscript "Xinjudu" and published it together.

Fu Qian immediately turned from worry to joy, his eyes were brighter than the lights, he picked up the manuscript and left without saying a word, went to the bookstore without stopping, and asked someone to add both manuscripts into it.

This is why the second issue of the magazine has more pages than the first issue.

It is naturally impossible for Fu Qian to tell Zhou Chengyi about this matter, but Mr. Zigu will.

Mr. Zigu not only talked about this matter, but also said that because Fu Qian was reprimanded by the old man, he complained about the old man's stubbornness at his home, "it is a rock, firm and unchanging, and must not be shaken".

However, Mr. Song was born with high morals and high esteem, so Fu Qian only dared to talk about it in private.

【I later saw that he hadn't even had a sip of tea, so I realized that what he said was intentional for me to listen to, otherwise why would he take my manuscript and run away, as if I would regret it. 】

Zhou Chengyi couldn't help laughing when he saw Mr. Zi Gu's confession that he felt cheated.

In the past few days, the atmosphere in the palace still hasn't improved, on the contrary, it has become more intense.Concubine Xu's condition was capricious, and she would often fall into a faint. The imperial physicians came and went several times, but there was no improvement.

Even though the words "the days are numbered" were not dared to be uttered, everyone already understood it.

In this way, the emperor ordered the princes and grandchildren to go to the Ningshou Palace to serve the sick and not leave, except for Zhou Chengyi, the prince who was under house arrest.

At three quarters of the day, Zhou Chengyi finally had enough rest. He sat lazily at the desk, thinking about the outline of Stealing Dreams.

Just after I wrote two lines, I heard the dull sound of the death knell, and the howling sound penetrated through Ningshou Palace and echoed in half of the palace.

Concubine Xu is dead after all.

And two days before that, it was also the day when the third issue of "Changan" magazine, which was changed to a fortnightly magazine, was published on the shelves.

Yin Bingjuan ushered in the end.

Because of being unable to leave the palace with the prince's servant, His Royal Highness, who is trapped in the East Palace, has not received the third issue of the sample, nor can he communicate with the outside of the palace. Naturally, he does not know what kind of discussions are going on outside.

As Fang Guanyan had guessed before, the ending of "Fox Dream" Yin Bing Juan was too obvious, and it immediately detonated public opinion.

Zuichun Building is very lively today, because a distinguished guest came, who asked by name to hear Mr. Shu talk about the book "Fox Dream" written by Mr. Zhige.

Immediately, many scholars who failed to buy the magazine poured into the Zuichun Building, and many others followed suit.

Mr. Storyteller has very good skills, and the short [-]-character story is lively and interesting. From time to time, he heard cheers and applause, and countless silver coins were thrown on the stage, and the distinguished guests even generously gave silver ingots of ten taels.

The storyteller paused, worked harder, and gave a slap on the gavel: "... This Yunmenghu used the technique of manipulating dreams to make all the Yin soldiers die one by one, but they wished for their souls to return to the underworld. Only the general remained indifferent. Yunmenghu interrogated." "Why do you linger here and refuse to leave"? The ghost general didn't answer, but Yunmenghu is good at the nightmare technique, and you must know what it means. Yunmenghu used the nightmare technique to see what the ghost general said I was thinking about it, but I was just confused."

The storyteller stopped here, causing dissatisfaction among the audience, "What did she see? Don't be fooled, tell me!"

There were regular customers in the box on the second floor who were familiar with the market, knowing that this was a common trick used by the storyteller to beg for tea, and immediately generously ordered Xiao Er to serve a pot of good tea.

After getting the benefits, this person didn't delay any longer, and slapped the gavel, "What Yunmenghu saw turned out to be the former Jiangshan Sheji. She was puzzled and asked the ghost general: 'Your country is dead, the king is dead, and the era is dead. Over the past hundred years, your army is still buried here because of betrayal, why do you still think about these things?'”

Someone said, "Oh! It's just a banshee, what do you know!"

"Everything in "Fox Dream" is good, but the main character is a woman! How can a woman understand the righteousness of the family and the country." Such mocking voices are endless.

In the private room, the woman who asked someone to serve tea to the storyteller couldn't help frowning, and a look of disgust flashed across her face. She stopped the maid who wanted to stand out, blew on the tea and said lightly, "Jiaoliang clown, why bother?" .”

"But!"

"Listen to the book. It's better to listen to the buzzing of the gadfly when you have a dispute with them." The woman mocked lightly.

Mr. Storyteller talked about the ending in one breath.

General Ghost only answered five words to Yunmenghu's question: "The country is broken."

From the beginning to the end, he is a weapon to protect the mountains and rivers and the people.

In the end, Yunmenghu did not cross over to transform the ghost general, so she planted a hunting red flag with the word Yue on the grave of the ghost general.

Yue.cross.

The flag of the chain armor army of Marshal Zhongli is the red Yue flag, also known as the Yuejia Army.

The case of Marshal Zhongli collaborating with the enemy and treason is still being investigated, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been deposed for more than a month.

Marshal Zhongli and Ghost General are so similar.

Those who realized it all mutinied, and the bustle of Zuichun Tower fell silent in an instant.

In fact, Zhou Chengyi only thought of General Yue Fei.

But no one thought it was a coincidence.

The whole city of Chang'an was secretly discussing the ending of Yin Bingjuan, and the people who originally thought that the author of "Fox Dream" Zhi Ge was just a loser among others, all fell silent after the ending came out.

In the prime minister's mansion, Prime Minister Fang is receiving several colleagues.

Master Zheng angrily threw a copy of "Chang'an" on the ground, and reprimanded, "Nonsense! Misleading! It's unreasonable! It must be reported to His Majesty! Strict investigation! Strict investigation!"