I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

The car rattled, Ma Xiaoxiao.

Li Wenle looked at the disciples and old friends who came to see them off, feeling sad in his heart.

That incident has been raging for several days, causing a lot of trouble.

The Fang family refused to admit that they asked themselves to be a lobbyist. Instead, they accused him of visiting Chen Luo in order to please the Fang family.

Shameless!

But he is a single gangster, how could his voice be louder than the Fang family, a thousand-year-old Saint family, he could only hold his breath, and announced that he had cut off his robes with the Fang family, and went north to fight against the barbarians!

Don't die and don't return home!

If it weren't for such a life-and-death struggle, it would not be enough to resist the stigma thrown down by the Fang family, and it would not be enough to seek a future for future generations.

Thinking of studying hard for half of my life, I have been kind to others, giving favors everywhere, and I have always regarded myself as "smooth in all aspects". I never thought that if I made a mistake, I would end up in the end where I had to prove my innocence with my life.

"Sorry!" Li Wenle sighed in his heart, if he could do it all over again, he would definitely beat out the Fang family Elder who came to the door.

After looking at the people who were seeing them off again, Li Wenle waved his hands: "Everyone go back, the old man is leaving now..."

After speaking, Li Wenle turned around and was about to leave when a call came from behind him.

"Wait a minute..."

Li Wenle turned his head, and saw a young man riding a fast horse running towards him from the city gate, and he was already in front of him after a while. The young man got off his horse and everyone saw who was coming.

It was Wan Anbo's guard——Ji Zhong!

Anger appeared on the faces of the people who were seeing off, and they looked at Ji Zhong.

Li Wenle frowned slightly: "What? The old man is about to go north, will Wan Anbo step on the old man again?"

Ji Zhong shook his head and said: "My uncle heard that Mr. Li was going north to fight against the barbarians, and he swore he would not die or return him. He admired him in his heart. I ordered you to come here and see the old man off."

"The uncle said that he was going to come in person, but he was afraid that someone would slander Mr. Li, so he sent him here."

Li Wenle was slightly taken aback, then nodded and said: "Wan Anbo has a heart. My little friend, please go back and tell Wan Anbo, this old man is confused by others, please don't take it to heart when I offended you before."

Ji Zhong said with a smile: "Wan Anbo said it, but don't mention the past. No matter why Mr. Li went north, he was fighting for the human race, so he wrote a poem to show his heart!"

As soon as Ji Zhong said this, Li Wenle's complexion changed, and everyone who came to see him off also showed joy.

Wan Amber's farewell poem!

This is a golden signboard!

At present, it seems that only the Minister of War has obtained two farewell poems, and no one has obtained them again. I heard that the Minister of War intends to turn those two farewell poems into a great Confucian treasure.

In the anticipation of everyone, Ji Zhong took out the scroll from his sleeve and read——

The bright moon in Zhongjing illuminates people,

Thousands of miles of north wind and a leaf.

Hugh lightly wash the Confucian shirt,

Among them is Emperor Jingchen.

Those who set off on the expedition embarked on a journey of thousands of miles, and Mingyue in Zhongjing will always follow him. Don't wash off the clothes on your body easily, there is still the dust of Zhongjing in it.

After Ji Zhong finished reading, he put away the scroll and handed it to Li Wenle.

"This is "Gan Fang's Innocent Gift to Li Wenle, a Great Confucian Going Northward to Resist the Barbarians"!"

Li Wenle's hands that were about to take the scroll trembled suddenly, and looked at Ji Zhong.

"What is the name of this poem?"

""Gan Fang Shi Wu Dao Presents Li Wenle to the North to Resist the Barbarians"!" Ji Zhong said again.

Li Wenle had a sore nose. When the title of the poem came out, it was as if Chen Luo had helped him wash away the stigma Fang had planted on him. In Zhongjing City, suddenly the tongue burst into spring thunder——

"Li Wenle, thank Wan Anbo for the poem!"

"Fang's family is young, the old man has gone north to fight against the barbarians!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Li Wenle was in a good mood, turned around, took big strides, and headed north!

...

"Ugh……"

In the study, Chen Luo froze for a moment when he heard the sound of rolling tongues bursting into spring thunder, and muttered, "This voice is really scary."

"Pfft..." Cheng Diefei, who was rubbing ink for Chen Luo, smiled, "This Li Daru is a person who is used to people and the world. It seems that he has been bullied by the Fang family these two days."

Chen Luo nodded, put down the brush again, and began to write today's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

To be honest, Chen Luo didn't send Ji Zhong to deliver poems because he was worried that Fang's family would hurt Li Wenle.

Mainly, to stay home and update new chapters.

No way, this is called self-awareness!

...

North Wind Building.

Nan Yuanxi took a deep breath. Since the beginning of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", he has not only spoken in the morning, but now also at noon and at night, three times a day.

No way, compared to "Shooting the Condors", the chapter of "Three Kingdoms" is much shorter.

Even he wants to be the leader of black fans!

Today I am talking about the thirty-fifth chapter "Xuande Nanzhang encounters a hermit, Shanfu Xinye encounters a hero."

"The book continues from the previous chapter. It is said that Liu Xuande, with the help of Luma, escaped from the pursuers. He rode the horse, and the sun general sank to the west. As he was walking, he saw a shepherd boy sitting on the back of a cow, playing a piccolo. ..."

"The shepherd boy said: My master's surname is Sima, his name is Hui, his style name is Decao, and he is from Yingchuan. Dao name'Mr. Shuijing'..."

Everyone in the audience listened with gusto. From the beginning of "Taoyuan's three sworn brothers", everyone took Liu Bei into the role of own. What Cao Cao, a treacherous minister who "restricts the emperor to order the princes", sounds like a hero, and it is straightforward Rebellious ministers and thieves, how can they be as rooted as Liu Bei, benevolent and benevolent in the world.

It's just that Liu Bei is really miserable. He has two strong generals, Zhang and Zhao Yun, who are related to his subordinates, and Zhao Yun is here to vote.

Not cool at all!

I hope Mr. Shui Jing, who sounds like an expert, can help Liu Bei.

Sure enough, Sima Hui asked, "I've heard about Duke Ming's name for a long time, why is it that I'm still down and out?"

Xuande said: "There are many hardships in life, so this is the end!"

As a result, Sima Hui immediately slapped him in the face: "No way. General Gein can't be heard by anyone!"

The two exchanged a few words back and forth, and finally Liu Bei asked directly——

"Where is the wizard? Who is it?"

Sima Hui laughed and said, "Wolong and Fengchu, if the two get one, it will be safe for the world!"

"Hiss..." Everyone gasped. There are also dragons and phoenixes in this world. For ordinary people, they are all figures in the sky. In the world without Transcendent power in the book, there are actually people who are called crouching dragons and phoenix chicks!

How powerful is that?

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they continued to listen.

Immediately, a person who claimed to be Shan Fu came to meet Sima Hui, and then went to Liu Bei's tent, but Liu Bei asked Shan Fu if he was a crouching dragon or a phoenix chick, Sima Hui laughed but didn't answer, and Liu Bei was worried about being abrupt, so he also He dared not ask Shan Fu.

Then Guan Yu and Zhang Fei came to pick up Liu Bei. Cao generals Lu Kuang and Lu Xiang chased after them, and Shan Fu dispatched troops to easily repel Er Lu, allowing Liu Bei to taste the taste of victory for the first time. He was overjoyed and valued Shan Fu even more. Feng Chu was one of the two, and she respected it even more.

But when Cao General Cao Ren learned that Erlu was defeated, he was so angry that he spoke to Dian Wei. The two of them raised 25,000 troops and went straight to Xinye where Liu Bei was...

At this point in the story, the experienced listeners also sighed.

Sure enough, Xingmu's voice sounded again.

"It's exactly: the beneficiary general has been humiliated by the corpse, and the main general will revive the shameful soldiers. We don't know the outcome, and let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

...

"Uncle, King Jing's son has sent another batch of blades!" Lu Tong said at the door.

Chen Luo frowned.

This Ye Dafu actually made the blade business into a chain.

unacceptable!

How much does this make?

Ever since Ye Dafu said that he could earn one piece of Heavenly Dao crystal in about a month, Chen Luo shut up.

If it weren't for my own five-year-old family, I really want to talk about him.

Originally, Chen Luo thought that people would leave after paying the money anyway, and Ye Dafu would just put the blades in storage and sell them after two days, but Ye Dafu said that in business, you must keep your word.

He had to transport the blade to Earl's Mansion for him to take a look before transporting it back to storage.

This damn sense of ritual!

Chen Luo put down his brush and walked to the door. He was instantly "blinded" by a bright knife light, turned his head, and waved his hands in disgust: "Okay, I saw it, let's send it away."

"Okay!" The servant of King Jing's Mansion shouted, "The blade is delivered, go back to the mansion!"

Chen Luo just returned to the study and was about to continue writing when a message flashed in his mind.

Chen Luo frowned, quickly closed his eyes and settled down, appearing in the space of the statue.

At this time, the space has already changed. In the deepest part of the space, a large cauldron suddenly appeared, and the blue flame burned in the cauldron.

Chen Luo walked in front of the cauldron, the blue flame slowly extinguished, and a scroll of bamboo appeared from it, suspended above the cauldron.

Chen Luo stretched out his hand to touch the bamboo scroll, and saw that the bamboo scroll was shining brightly, and a strange force enveloped Chen Luo. Chen Luo looked at the big tripod again, and saw four large characters appearing on the big tripod——Cross the sea!

...

Time went back to two hours ago.

A young man covered in smoke and dust was leaning against a dead tree, flipping open the "Da Xuan Min Bao" he had just received.

This person was naturally Zhe Yue. Since he received Cheng Xi's pension, he headed east all the way to Lanzhou to find Cheng Xi's younger brother Cheng Zhijie.

Originally, he could arrive quickly by using Confucianism techniques or war formation teleportation, but he also wanted to observe the Great Wall defense line along the way, which slowed down the journey.

The only thing that made him a little annoyed was that he had been on his way and couldn't get the latest "Daxuan Mingbao" in time.

The "Daxuan Min Bao" in my arms was taken when I left Wanren Mountain, and it was the 30th chapter "Warring Guandu was defeated at the beginning, Jiewuchao Mengde burned food".

This time can be said to be a turning point in the battle of Guandu. The series of "predict your prediction" made Zheyue feel excited, but it is a pity that no matter whether it is a night attack or a disguise, it cannot be used in this world.

"Hey! If we can do it too, that would be great." Zheyue looked at it again and sighed in his heart.

Suddenly, Zheyue felt that the words on the newspaper began to distort and become blurred.

Zheyue raised his hand to rub his eyes, but just as he raised his hand halfway, it stopped in mid-air.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhe Yue exudes a strange aura, the whole person is clearly there, but it seems as if he has been assimilated by heaven and earth.

But Zheyue's eyes went dark, and after an unknown amount of time, there seemed to be a calling in his ears, he opened his eyes again, and found himself among a battalion commander.

Suddenly a soldier with a blurred face stepped forward and said happily, "General, you're awake..."

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