Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

Xu Laoqi had just finished the night patrol on the old mare when he saw the work of Fuxianglou lit the lights and started to clean the street in front of the door. He was a little puzzled and ran up.

"Little Er, what are you doing?"

With that said, Xu Laoqi looked up at the sky, "It's just Yin Shi, why did you pack it up?"

"Doesn't it usually start at Mao Shi?"

That little Er naturally knew Xu Laoqi, and bowed respectfully: "It turned out to be Xu Yinluo. You don't know, yesterday Wuhou published three chapters of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in a row, and our storyteller in the building spoke, earlier than usual Talk in an hour!"

"Look, isn't this someone here?"

Xu Laoqi turned around and saw many people rubbing their eyes and walking towards Fuxianglou.

"Hey, in order to listen to these chapters an hour earlier, I didn't sleep last night!"

"Who isn't? Behind this Fuxiang Building is Zheliu Academy, and the manuscripts obtained are faster than others!"

"Yesterday said it was three chapters today!"

Listening to everyone's whispers, Xu Laoqi was also a little itchy, turned over the old mare, and said to Xiao Er, "Find a front row seat for the man."

The little Er smiled bitterly: "Xu Yinluo, I'm really sorry, the first five rows have all been reserved."

Xu Laoqi's eyes widened: "It's okay to let them let them go? Ben Yinluo..."

Before Xu Laoqi finished speaking, there was a sudden gust of wind beside him, and a figure appeared in front of Xu Laoqi.

"Old man, are you here today?"

"Hahahaha, old fellow, classmates in the past, in the same building today, how wonderful!"

"I'm just going to have a good time and see what the storyteller has to say about Zhuge Kongming!"

"I waited for several days, but I was suffocated to death."

Xu Laoqi looked at the figure in front of him and quickly squeezed out a submissive smile.

These are all great Confucians!

Xu Laoqi gave Xiao Er a look: Are the seats in the first five rows reserved by these adults?

Xiao Er gave Xu Laoqi a look: You guessed it right.

Xu Laoqi threw out another look: Just find a place for me!

Xiao Er gave him another look: Come on!

……

Mr. Storyteller cleared his throat, slapped his hands awake, and began to tell the three new chapters he was just familiar with.

Zhuge Liang went out of Qishan five times, and a letter angered Cao Zhen. He fought with a clever strategy to suppress Sima Yi. The later master Liu Shan asked the **** Ji, "What can I do if it seems like this?" The **** said, "I can order back Chengdu, cut its military power, and avoid rebellion." The queen then issued an edict, proclaiming the class teacher of Confucius! A good situation was ruined.

"Traitor, this old man killed you!" A great scholar was so angry that he was about to point at the storyteller, but was stopped by another great scholar beside him.

"Brother Helan, you're irritable... Just now, Mr. Shi just imitated the eunuch's tone, it's the content of the book, calm down!" The Great Confucian who stopped him comforted him.

The great Confucian Helan also came back to his senses at this time, and bowed his hands apologetically to Mr. Storyteller, saying: "Sir imitates vividly, as if he has a style of painting his mouth, and the old man is rude for a while, and rude for a while! Brother Zhu, thank you!"

Mr. Storyteller touched the sweat on his forehead, bowed his hands in return, and thanked the great Confucian surnamed Zhu who stopped him.

"It's okay, let's continue." The Confucian surnamed Zhu said gently, "Don't worry, I'll take care of him!"

Mr. Storyteller took a sip of tea and continued to talk.

In the spring and February of the ninth year of Jianxing, Zhuge Liang went out to Qishan six times.

The Shu army was waiting for the day, but the food and grass were late. Zhuge Liang used his "fish's eyes" to defeat Sima Yi, and received an urgent report from Chengdu, saying that Sun Wu had invaded, and hurriedly returned to the court. On the way back, he shot and killed the Wei army commander Zhang He in an ambush!

But after returning to Chengdu, I learned that it turned out that Li Yan, a minister of Tuogu, failed to prepare the food and grass on time, so he falsely spread that Sun Wu invaded and coaxed Zhuge Liang's class teacher, and instead falsely accused Zhuge Liang of returning suddenly for some unknown reason! The advantage of six out of Qishan has been dissipated!

"Thieve!" A roar came, it turned out that the former Confucian surnamed Zhu was very angry at this time, and he was about to hit Mr. Storyteller with a righteousness in his hand, but was stopped by the Confucian Helan: "Brother Zhu, you are irritable and irritable... Acting, acting..."

That great Confucian surnamed Zhu let out a long sigh and cupped his hands: "Hey! It's a gaffe, it's a gaffe... This Li Yan, what Mr. learned is too similar! Go on, go on!"

The corner of the storyteller's mouth twitched.

In such a short time, I have jumped back and forth on the death line twice!

I have to remind my colleagues that there is no need to work hard in the imitation of these villains!

The harder you work, the faster you die.

Mr. Storyteller coughed and continued to speak.

In the spring and February of the twelfth year of Jianxing, Kong Ming once again performed a performance, intending to leave Qishan seven times. The then Taishi Qiao Zhou spoke out against it.

Qiao Zhou said: "This minister is now in charge of the Tiantai, but there are blessings and misfortunes, and we must not fail to play it: There are tens of thousands of birds flying from the south, throwing themselves into the Han River and dying, this is an ominous sign; Kui Xing is in Taibai's division, and his vigour is in the north, which is not conducive to attacking Wei; and the people of Chengdu have heard the cypress crying at night: There are disasters like this, the prime minister should only be cautious and not act rashly."

Kong Ming said, "I have been entrusted by the late emperor to be a loner, and I should try my best to get rid of the thieves. How can I destroy the country's important affairs in a false atmosphere of disaster!"

Then he led 340,000 troops, divided into five routes, two entered, and seven out of Qishan!

……

Zheliu Academy.

Kong Tianfang put down the manuscript in his hand, frowning, Tian Haiyi looked puzzled.

"Headmaster, what's wrong?"

Kong Tianfang shook his head, pointed at the manuscript of the Three Kingdoms with his finger, and said, "That boy Chen Luo is going to make trouble!"

Tian Haiyi was puzzled: "How can you see it?"

Kong Tianfang sighed: "Look at the beginning of the 102 chapters he was on the ground, and he made a bad omen! With his writing style, he will never write down for no reason, just fear that something big will happen."

Tian Haiyi recalled it for a while, and said with a smile, "What? He still dares to attack Zhuge Kongming?"

"The Prime Minister is about to make Kong Ming a spiritual symbol of my Confucianism!"

"Hahaha... I'm thinking too much... The head of the hospital is thinking too much..."

Kong Tianfang said lightly: "The last time Chen Luo had a burst of chapters, do you still remember what happened?"

Tian Haiyi was taken aback.

sleeping...

The blood-spitting little dragon girl all over the city!

Tian Haiyi suppressed his heart palpitations and shook his head: "Impossible! With Chen Luo's previous style of writing, it's a perfect ending."

"This time, it must be the return of Han from the Three Kingdoms!"

"Hahaha... Confucius Institute head, don't be alarmist...hahaha...haha..."

Kong Tianfang let out a long sigh, looked in the direction of Dongcang City, and said in a low voice—

"Chen Luo, do it yourself!"

……

In Dongcang City.

Chen Luo struggled to use his pen.

For some reason, this chapter is always a lot more difficult to write than the previous one. It's already dark outside, so I'm only halfway through.

The one hundred and thirteenth episode - "Sima in Shangfang Valley is Trapped, and the Star of Zhuge Jin in Wuzhangyuan".

"He said: eat less and do more, it will be soon."

Kong Ming sighed and said, "He knows me well!"

The chief clerk, Yang Yong, remonstrated, "I saw that the prime minister often self-calibrated books, and I secretly thought that there was no need for it... Sima Yi's words are true and true."

Kong Ming wept and said, "It's not that I don't know. But I was entrusted by the late emperor so much that I was afraid that others might not be as dedicated as me!" Everyone wept.

Chen Luo wrote here, rubbed his sore wrists, and between the lines, he seemed to see an old man in a shabby clothes trying to use his hunched body to carry the building that was about to collapse.

Until it was time to go back, he still tried to fight for his life...

It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's that I haven't fulfilled my promise to the First Sovereign!

Shang Ke did his best and did not dare to die.

"I know the way of praying, but I don't know what the will of God is. You can lead forty-nine soldiers, each holding a soap flag, wearing soap clothes, and surrounding the outside of the tent; I will pray to the Big Dipper from inside the tent."

"If the main lamp does not go out within seven days, my lifespan will be extended by one year; if the lamp goes out, I will surely die. Idle people, etc., should not be taught to enter. Anything that needs to be used will only be carried by two children."

……

"Jiang Wei entered the account and saw that Kong Ming was throwing a sword, stepping on the gang and fighting, suppressing the generals. Suddenly, he heard the shouts from outside the village, and he wanted to ask people to ask questions. Wei Yanfei stepped in and said: The Wei army is here. "

"Yan walked in a hurry, and actually put out the main lamp. Kong Ming abandoned his sword and sighed: "Death and life have fate, and you can't get it!"

……

"So fast..." After writing this chapter, Chen Luo sighed.

It seems to write that he is three-pointed in the world and Longzhong is still yesterday, and it seems to describe that he is still in front of him with the help of the east wind for thousands of miles.

The arrogant and loyal Guan Yunchang is gone; the brave and reckless Zhang Yide is gone; the courageous and victorious Zhao Zilong is gone; the old and strong, white-haired Huang Hansheng is gone;

The confidant who treated him as a state scholar, who was down in his early years, fled in middle age, and became emperor in his later years also left in Baidi City. Looking around, he was the only one left.

So lonely.

At the moment when the seven-star lamp was extinguished, he probably knew the destiny.

That's why they stopped Jiang Wei, who wanted to kill Wei Yan.

It's just, sorry...

……

Chen Luo rubbed his face, feeling a little wet on his hands for no reason, he didn't stop, and continued to write the next time——

"The Falling Star, the Prime Minister of Han, Returns to the Sky, and Sees the Wooden Statue of the Governor of Wei."

Knowing his doom, Zhuge Liang taught Jiang Wei what he had learned throughout his life, leaving a backbone for the Han family, and then began to arrange the various responses after his death in detail.

One by one, one by one, one by one, clearly and clearly.

How to advance, how to retreat, and how to keep things organized.

In all family and state affairs, there is nothing to worry about!

The last time he took a rest, he opened his eyes again because of Shang Shu Li Fu.

Fu said: Fu was ordered by the Son of Heaven to ask the Prime Minister who would be in charge of a major event a hundred years later.

Kong Ming said: After my death, the person who can take charge of the important affairs: Jiang Gongyan is appropriate.

Fu said: After Gongyan, who can succeed him?

Kong Ming said: Fei Wenwei can follow.

Fu asked again: After Wen Wei, who will be the successor?

Kong Ming did not answer. The audience has been close to the memory of the front view, and has passed away. It was the 23rd day of the eighth month in the 12th year of Jianxing, and he was fifty-four years old.

Birds threw into the river, Bai Ye cried, the autumn wind rose, and the stars fell!

Three times to trouble the world, and two dynasties opened up the hearts of old officials.

Died before leaving the apprenticeship, the hero is full of tears.

……

I, Zhuge Liang, known as Mr. Wolong~www.wuxiamtl.com~ know astronomy and geography.

Don't you know that the Han Dynasty is exhausted,

Don't you know that the limit is one-third of the world,

so,

The first time you came to me, I hid.

The second time you came to me, I avoided it.

The third time you came to me, I fell asleep in the thatched cottage and deliberately neglected me.

You stood in the hall and waited for me for an hour!

Stop it! Stop it!

Go with you!

A peaceful spring sleep for an hour

Su Ye worked hard for half his life.

Twenty-seven out of the mountains, fifty-four in the sky.

Destiny is so!

As it should be!

This is exactly:

The body is not uplifted and thinking of regressing, but when you succeed, you should remember the words of the past.

Just because of the First Lord Ding Ning, the stars are falling and the autumn wind is five zhangyuan!

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Announcing the content of the next chapter: Hundreds of great scholars go to Dongcang!

To know how Chen Luo lived and died, please see the next breakdown.

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