Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

North.

When they learned about the intentions of the great Confucians, many of the great Confucians in the northern border almost vomited blood.

His mother, so many people rushed to the north just to make Wuhou change the text?

I thought that the barbarians had broken through the defense line of the Great Wall of Righteousness, and the soldiers sent a letter asking for help!

Thanks to myself, I mobilized all the family members... What? Chen Luo wrote Zhuge Liang to death! Wait a minute, the old man will go and fetch the semi-sacred text treasure that has been handed down from the family, plus one of the old man!

I've long seen the shame of the literati!

Write so much in one day, and it's still out of chapter!

As a great scholar, he sent several carts of blades anonymously!

This time, I can teach myself a lesson, how could I miss myself in such a fun thing!

Hundreds of great scholars, what are they afraid of bamboo forests!

To be able to assemble like this, there must be divine will to allow it!

It seems that there is more than one holy will!

Isn't this Guan Mingzheng?

Let's go, let's go out...

……

Daxuan Li Zhenghe forty-sixth year, east, December 13th.

Wuhou wrote the 104th chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the autumn wind and the stars fell five feet into the plain, the soul of Zhuge Kongming returned to the sky, the world mourned, there were literary ministers Yan Baichuan, leading 163 great scholars, and the righteousness lasted through the blue sky. Dongcang, I want to show Zhuge Kongming changing his life!

……

Today's Dongcang City has a slightly more atmosphere...

Happy!

Well-informed people have already spread it privately, and hundreds of great Confucians are coming to beat the Hou Ye.

Others said that it was thousands of great Confucian scholars who were so **** off by Lord Hou's article.

Some people even said that the three semi-sages took the lead!

It seems that Lord Hou is really insane and needs a fight!

All kinds of melon fruits and melon seeds roasted seeds and nuts in Dongcang City have been sold out.

Every household moved out of the small bench and sat at the door of the house, looking in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

This is much better than the play in the theater!

I heard that someone has already opened a bet secretly, and bet on how the great Confucians will play?

At present, the most bet is to take off the pants and spank!

hiss—

Just thinking about it is exciting!

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Twenty miles south of Dongcang City, Chen Luo looked at the distant sky and faintly felt a hint of oppression.

Hey, in this scene, Senior Sister is useless.

Senior Sister Six said that if someone wanted to kill him, she would protect him with her life; if someone wanted to spank him, then Senior Sister would not care.

After all, Lin Chaoying's problem hasn't been explained clearly yet!

The explanation process is probably like this-

Yun Siyao: Book spirit? You let her out!

Lin Chaoying: Senior Sister? You let her in!

Xiang Jixuan, those great scholars with a hundred battles?

Forget it, since a piece of melon seeds fell out of Xiang Jixuan's robe, Chen Luo didn't count on it anymore.

Wu Litao and Jinguagua?

The two demon clans, let's stay away, so as not to be accidentally injured!

"Little Hongnu, my son will depend on you today." Chen Luo sighed softly and said to Luo Hongnu who was standing beside him.

As a mature out-of-context player, Chen Luo was not unprepared for such a scene!

Luo Hongnu is one of his trump cards!

In order to deal with this day, he had already arranged for Luo Hongnu to deal with it specially!

Luo Hongnu glanced at the troupe she brought out, and hesitated: "Young Master, is what the slave family does really useful!"

"Do you want to see your son get spanked?"

"I want... ah, no, I don't want to see others spank your son!"

"Then... um? What do you mean?"

Luo Hongnu's face flushed, and she quickly pointed to the sky in the distance: "Master, they are here!"

Chen Luo hurriedly looked around, and saw densely packed figures flying towards Dongcang City in the blue sky. Chen Luo calculated the time and nodded to Luo Hongnu: "Hongnu, start!"

Luo Hongnu's face turned firm, and she waved her hand vigorously at the troupe behind her!

……

Yan Baichuan was very angry at this moment!

How can you die?

The old man took a lot of effort to create such a perfect Confucian virtual idol, how can you write him to death?

I'm so inconsiderate of the old man!

This has to be changed!

It should be the final result of helping the Han family and restoring the world!

Hmph, this old man doesn't talk about martial arts, and brought more than a hundred great scholars here, see if your child is afraid!

Yan Baichuan was satisfied when he saw Chen Luo go out of the city from a distance.

Even Yun Siyao and those great Confucians who fought a hundred battles didn't bring them out.

Finally, I know I'm afraid!

It's okay to scare and scare you later!

Yan Baichuan was about to explain a few words to the hundred great Confucians behind him, when he suddenly heard a sad song from the troupe behind Chen Luo—

"Oh my god—"

"Why did you hand him over to Qiufeng in such a hurry."

"Earth—"

"Why did you rush him into your arms?"

"I would rather die for his life."

"It's good to lead our soldiers to go out again!"

"Who can compare with devotion—"

"Who can be as pure as—"

"Heaven, you are too unfair, Dadi, you are too heartless..."

"Kong left behind the Eight Arrays of Soldiers and Yaoqin, to whom did the Kingdom of Shu hand over?"

"Life and death hurt the hearts of Shu!"

All the great scholars were stunned. The lyrics of this song were straightforward, the tune was sad, the vocals were hoarse, and heartbreaking, causing a burst of sadness in everyone's heart, and even the anger was diluted by the sadness.

All the great Confucians fell down one after another, looking complicated and heading towards Chen Luo.

Chen Luo gestured to Luo Hongnu, Luo Hongnu changed his gesture quickly, the singing voice that broke through the clouds was immediately lowered, and turned into a low-pitched ambient background sound, which continued endlessly.

The first step in crisis public relations: Dilute a single emotion and establish multiple emotional channels!

A song "Crying Zhuge" is for everyone!

"Gentlemen, come to Dongcang from afar, and Luo Youshi is far away to welcome him. Please forgive me!" Chen Luo hurriedly greeted him.

Yan Baichuan glanced sideways at the troupe that was humming "Crying Zhuge" in a low voice, coughed, and tried his best to keep the sad atmosphere from affecting his serious attitude!

"Wuhou, Zhuge Liang's star has fallen five feet, we think it's inappropriate... or..."

Chen Luo interrupted Yan Baichuan with a smile, and then bowed to many great scholars: "Gentlemen, this is not the place to talk."

"Luo knows that you are here for Zhuge Kongming!"

"Lot has arranged some small plays, and I invite everyone to walk into the city and watch it first!"

Chen Luo finished speaking in one breath, and suddenly saw a great Confucian in the crowd winking at him!

I'll go, Liu Jingzhuang?

Why did you come too?

"A play? But a play like "The Concubine"?" a great scholar asked.

"Exactly!"

Everyone hesitated.

At this time, would it be a little too serious to suddenly go to the theater?

Yan Baichuan sighed: "You can watch the play at any time, but first..."

Chen Luo hurriedly said: "I always have to enter the city, don't worry, I, Chen Luo, can't run away! You gentlemen travel hard, so you should rest for a while."

At this time, Liu Jingzhuang said to himself in the crowd: "Hey, it's so hard to listen to the show now! A premiere ticket for "The Story of the West Chamber" has already been fired. If you can hear it, you won't be able to hear it again."

Yan Baichuan and the Confucian scholars behind them all looked at each other and could only nod their heads: "Then let's watch the play first."

Chen Luo smiled slightly and made a please gesture.

The second step of crisis public relations: take the initiative and control the rhythm!

Now, it's easy to attack and defend!

……

Today's Dongcang Theater is not as full as it used to be.

More than 100 great Confucian scholars sat in the forefront, watching the lively performance on the stage.

What is being staged on this stage is the scene about Zhuge Liang in the Three Kingdoms opera in Peking Opera!

To be honest, if it weren't for the eight major brothels that came to Zhongjing and brought so many musicians, this drama would not have been able to sing.

Just in order to rehearse these scenes, "The Concubine" was all delayed.

The only fly in the ointment is that there are still women in the majority. In the old business, some women are selected to act as singers. But it's not a big problem, there are also many famous old female students in previous lives.

At this time, most of these great Confucian scholars who came from afar were coming into contact with drama for the first time. Chen Luo bet that at this moment, let them go to the city lord's mansion to talk about business, and he can be beaten to death by a bunch of great Confucian supernatural powers on the spot!

After singing "Borrowing Jingzhou", "Legend of Heroes, Borrowing East Wind, Huarong Road", "Dragon and Phoenix Showing Auspiciousness", "Curse Wang Lang" and other Zhuge Liang sings, the famous excerpt "Empty City Plan" is now being performed. landscape"!

"I was watching the scenery from the tower, and I heard the chaos outside the city."

"The flags and flags fluttered in the air, but they turned out to be soldiers sent by Sima."

……

"Zhuge Liang is waiting in the enemy building, waiting for you to come here to talk, talk, talk."

……

"I only have two Qin Tongren, and I have no ambush or soldiers."

"You don't have to think wildly, come here, please go up to the tower and listen to me playing the qin!"

……

After a piece of empty city strategy was sung, a great Confucian under the stage shouted ok, and he was about to throw a reward on the stage, but was stopped by another great Confucian.

"Brother Jin, you're irritable... This is your great Confucian treasure... I can't throw it away, I can't throw it away..."

At this time, the stage curtain was pulled up, and after waiting for a long time, it did not open again.

Yan Baichuan looked unhappy and looked at Chen Luo: "Chen Luo, what about the back?"

Chen Luo smiled apologetically: "Behind... the show hasn't been rehearsed yet!"

The faces of the great Confucians suddenly changed!

Are you all out of chapter in operas?

Shame on you literati!

Chen Luo smiled slightly, the third step of crisis public relations: shifting the focus.

Now, it's time to take the fourth step. Originally, Chen Luo was still a little confused and didn't know how to arrange it, but after writing this chapter of the Three Kingdoms last night, the azure light outside the city gave Chen Luo a certainty!

……

"Chen Luo, where are you taking the old man and others!"

Outside Dongcang City, the Great Confucian troupe followed Chen Luo through Dayeling, but Chen Luo just responded, "It's almost there!"

After walking for a while, a simple and solemn ancestral hall appeared in front of everyone.

I saw three big characters written on the plaque: Wuhou Temple!

That's right, the blue light that soared into the sky last night was exactly this one that appeared out of thin air!

"Wuhou Temple?" Yan Baichuan was taken aback and looked at Chen Luo.

You worship yourself?

Would you like to bring us to worship?

However, Yan Baichuan quickly realized that Zhuge Liang was also Marquis of Wu!

Is it Zhuge Liang's ancestral hall?

Yan Baichuan looked surprised.

Did the Tao of Heaven actually allow the building of an ancestral hall for a character in the book?

Yan Baichuan looked at Chen Luo, are you the son of Tiandao?

"Everyone, please go in and have a look!"

Chen Luo led the way, and the Great Confucian troupe slowly stepped into the ancestral hall. Just like the ancestral hall, they saw the Dao-dao couplet poems inscribed on the pillars.

"One hand pulls the end of the game, and often returns to chat and laugh. Bow down and be exhausted, and all that is left is the Acura."

"The sun and the moon hang out with the teacher's watch, and the wind and cloud will protect the Dingjun Mountain."

"It is known that the three-pointed cauldron is determined by the heavens, and people are still trying to find six teachers."

Walking into the main hall, a statue wearing a Confucian robe and holding a feather fan stood. Even with the eyesight of a great Confucian, he couldn't see the statue's face, but he knew that the statue's eyes were looking at the sky outside the hall.

Chen Luo said softly, "Everyone, I understand Luo, but please listen to me."

Chen Luo took a deep breath, and a pen and paper appeared in his hand.

"Where can I find the ancestral hall of the prime minister, Ye Sensen outside Dongcang City."

"The green grass reflects the color of spring, and the oriole is empty and the sound is good."

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

"He died before he left the apprenticeship, and the hero was full of tears."

After Chen Luo finished writing, he put down the brush and bowed again to many great scholars.

"Gentlemen, please don't mind!"

Many great Confucians were silent for a while, and after a while, Yan Baichuan suddenly smiled.

"I'll wait, but let this little guy learn a lesson!"

"It's okay, it's okay!"

"Everyone in the book has a destiny. Why should I wait for it!"

"Since you're here, let's worship one or two."

As soon as Yan Baichuan finished speaking, he saw that the paper on which the poems were written suddenly turned into a blue light and shot into the statue of Zhuge Liang.

Everyone looked at the statue, and saw a cyan light group slowly condensed at the heart of the statue, shrinking and shrinking, as if beating.

"Wen Xin?" The great Confucians suddenly stopped!

This statue of Zhuge Kongming ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ gave birth to Wenxin?

Everyone looked at Chen Luo, and Chen Luo shrugged, saying that he didn't know anything.

But Chen Luo felt a drum in his heart: "Didn't you say that Du Fu died? It's not fake news, right?"

At this moment, a clear voice sounded.

"Shanren has learned in his life, there are twenty-four books, totaling 104,112 characters, and there are eight tasks, seven precepts, six fears, and five fears."

"Those who have a heart, I would like to grant them."

Yan Baichuan's complexion changed, his whole body burst into righteousness, he wrapped the entire Wuhou Temple inside, turned to look at Chen Luo, and saluted solemnly.

"Wuhou, please allow Wenchang Pavilion to send great scholars to come to worship Wuhou Temple!"

"Kong Ming is not dead!"

"He came out of the book and preached in this world!"

"This Wuhou Temple is a place for preaching!"

Chen Luo was taken aback: I thought it was a scenic spot, but I didn't expect it to be a scientific research base?

Although he was complaining in his heart, he quickly said on his mouth—

"The great Confucian with the household registration of Dongcangcheng, priority!"

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