I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Xu Laoqi had just finished his night patrol tonight on his old mare, when he saw that the work in Fuxianglou was lit and began to clean the street in front of the door, he was a little confused and ran up.

"Xiao Er, what are you doing?"

As he said that, Xu Laoqi looked up at the sky, "It's just Yinshi, why did you pack it up?"

"Doesn't it usually start at Mao?"

The second child naturally knew Xu Laoqi, and bowed respectfully: "It turned out to be Xu Yinluo. You don't know, yesterday Wu Hou published three chapters of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and the storyteller sitting upstairs spoke, earlier than usual Let's talk in one hour!"

"Look, isn't this someone here?"

When Xu Laoqi turned his head, he saw many people walking towards Fuxianglou rubbing their eyes.

"Hey, in order to listen to these chapters an hour earlier, I stayed up all night last night!"

"Who isn't? The Floating Fragrance Tower is behind Zheliu Academy, and the manuscripts can be obtained faster than others!"

"Yesterday, I said three chapters in a row today!"

Hearing everyone's whispers, Xu Lao Qi felt a little itchy, got off the old mare, and said to Xiao Er: "Find a seat in the front row for the man."

The waiter smiled wryly: "Xu Yinluo, I'm really sorry, the seats in the first five rows are all booked out."

Xu Laoqi stared: "It's okay to let them give way? Ben Yingong..."

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

"Old man, are you here today?"

"Hahahaha, old guy, former classmate, today is in the same building, so wonderful!"

"I'm just trying to make fun of it, let's see what the storyteller has to say about Zhuge Kongming!"

"I waited for several days, but it suffocated me."

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

These are all great scholars!

Xu Laoqi gave Xiaoer a look: the first five rows are reserved by these adults?

Xiaoer gave Xu Laoqi a look: Your guess is accurate.

Xu Laoqi threw another look: just find me any place!

Xiao Er returned a look again: Come on!

...

The storyteller cleared his throat, clapped Xingmu in his hands, and began to tell the three new chapters he was just familiar with.

Zhuge Liang went out to Qishan five times, a letter made Cao Zhen angry, and he fought against Sima Yi with a clever plan. The general situation was in control, but Sima Yi turned his back on him. Rumors spread in Shu, saying that Zhuge Liang relied on his great achievements, and sooner or later he would usurp the country. The later master Liu Chan asked the eunuch "what to do if it is like this", and the eunuch said, "the eunuch can be returned to Chengdu, and its military power can be cut to avoid rebellion." The Empress then issued an edict, proclaiming Kong Ming's class teacher! The good situation was ruined once.

"Traitor, I'll kill you!" A great scholar was so angry that he was about to point to the storyteller, but was stopped by another great scholar beside him.

"Brother He Lan, you're getting irritable... Mr. Shicai's storyteller just imitated the eunuch's tone, it's the content in the book, calm down!" the great Confucian who stopped him advised.

The Helan Confucian also came back to his senses at this time, and apologized to the storyteller with cupped hands, saying: "Mr. imitated it perfectly, as if he had the style of drawing his mouth, I was rude for a while, and I was rude for a while! Brother Zhu, thank you!"

The storyteller touched the sweat on his forehead, cupped his hands to return the salute, and thanked the Confucian surnamed Zhu who stopped him.

"It's okay, let's continue." 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 left Qishan for six times.

The Shu army was waiting for the battle, but the food and grass were delayed. Zhuge Liang used the strategy of "falsifying the truth" and defeated Sima Yi. He received an urgent report from Chengdu saying that Sun Wu had invaded, and hurriedly returned to the court with half a division.

But after returning to Chengdu, I found out that it turned out that Li Yan, the minister of Tuogu, failed to arrange the food and grass on time, so he falsely spread the news that Sun Wu had invaded, deceived Zhuge Liang's class teacher, and falsely accused Zhuge Liang of returning suddenly for some reason! The advantage of going out of Qishan six times disappeared!

"Thief!" A roar came, and it turned out that the great Confucian surnamed Zhu was very angry at this time, and he was about to hit the storyteller with righteousness in his hand, but was stopped by the Confucian Helan: "Brother Zhu, you are irritable and irritable... It's acting, it's acting..."

The Confucian surnamed Zhu let out a long breath, and arched his cupped hands: "Hey! I lost my temper, I lost my temper... This Li Yan, sir, is too similar! Sir, continue, continue!"

The storyteller's mouth twitched.

In just a short while, I have jumped back and forth on the Death line twice!

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

The harder you work, the faster you die.

The storyteller coughed and continued.

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

Qiao Zhou said: "I am now in charge of Sitiantai, but there are misfortunes and blessings, so I must play it: there are tens of thousands of birds flying from the south, throwing themselves into the Han River and dying. This is an unknown omen; Kui Xing is in the division of Taibai, and his arrogance is in the north, so he will not attack Wei; and the people of Chengdu have heard that the cypress trees cry at night: there are so many disasters, the prime minister should only guard against them and not act rashly."

Kongming said: "I was entrusted by the late emperor to be lonely. I should try my best to hunt down the thieves. How can I abolish the national affairs with false disaster atmosphere!"

So he led 340,000 troops, divided into five routes, entered twice, and left Qishan seven times!

...

Zheliu Academy.

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

"Head of the hospital, what's wrong?"

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

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

Kong Tianfang sighed: "Look at the beginning of Chapter 102, he exaggerates the ominous omen! With his writing style, he will never write without a reason, just afraid that something big will happen." Tian Haiyi recalled it for a while. , smiled and said: "What? He still dares to attack Zhuge Kongming?"

"Wen Xiang is about to turn Kong Ming into a spiritual symbol of my Confucianism!"

"Hahaha... I was too worried... The head of the hospital was too worried..."

Kong Tianfang said lightly: "The last time Chen Luo made multiple posts, do you remember what happened?"

Tian Haiyi was taken aback.

Lying...

Blood spurting little dragon girl all over the city!

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

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

"Hahaha...the head of the Confucius Institute, don't scare me...hahaha...haha..."

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

"Chen Luo, it's good to do it for yourself!"

...

In Dongcang City.

Chen Luo struggled to use his pen.

For some reason, this chapter was always a lot harder to write than the previous ones. It was already dark outside, and I was only halfway through writing.

The one hundred and thirteenth chapter - "Shangfanggu Sima is trapped, Wuzhangyuan Zhuge Yuxing".

"He said: eat less and do more, it will not be long."

Kongming sighed and said, "He knows me well!"

The chief bookkeeper, Yang Yong, remonstrated: "Seeing that the prime minister often proofreads his own books, I thought it was unnecessary... What Sima Yi said is true."

Kongming wept and said, "I don't know. But I was so entrusted by the late emperor, lest others might not be as dedicated as I am!" Everyone wept.

When Chen Luo wrote this, he rubbed his somewhat sore wrists. Between the lines, he seemed to see an old man with all his clothes and food, trying to use his rickety body to carry the building that was about to fall.

When it was time to go back, he still tried to fight against the sky...

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

It is still possible to do your best and not dare to die.

"I have always known the method of praying for Dipper, but I don't know what God's will is. You can lead forty-nine soldiers, each holding a soap flag, wearing soap clothes, around the outside of the tent; I will pray for the Northern Dipper myself in the tent."

"If the main lamp does not go out within seven days, my lifespan can be increased by one era; if the lamp goes out, I will die. Idlers and others are not taught to enter the house. Anything that is needed, only let the two children carry it."

...

"Jiang Wei entered the account, just as he saw Kong Ming with his hair and sword in his hands, stepping on his feet and suppressing the generals. Suddenly he heard shouts from outside the village, Fang wanted to ask people to ask questions, Wei Yanfei stepped in and said: "Wei soldiers have arrived. "

"Yan walked in a hurry and extinguished the main lamp. Kongming threw away his sword and sighed: life and death have their own destiny, if you can't get it, you can't get it!"

...

"It's so fast..." After writing this chapter, Chen Luo sighed.

It seems that it was still yesterday that he was writing three points of the world, and it seemed that he was still in front of his eyes when he was described as a thousand miles away from the red cliff. Why did he arrive at this Wuzhangyuan in a blink of an eye?

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

The confidant who treated him like a gentleman of the country, who was down and out in his early years, ran away in his middle age, and proclaimed himself emperor in his later years also left in Baidi City. Looking around, he was the only one left.

So lonely.

The Setsuna who destroyed the seven-star lamp, he may have known the destiny.

That's why Jiang Wei, who was about to kill Wei Yan, was stopped.

It's just, sorry...

...

Chen Luo rubbed his face, felt some wetness on his hands for no reason, did not stop, and continued to write the next chapter——

"The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty passed away from the meteorite star, and the governor of Wei was frightened when he saw the wooden statue".

Zhuge Liang, who knew his fate, taught Jiang Wei what he had learned all his life, leaving a backbone for the Han Dynasty, and then began to arrange the various parties to deal with after his death in every detail.

One by one, one by one, one by one, clear and clear.

How to advance, how to retreat, how to defend, well-organized.

There are all kinds of family and state affairs, and none of them worry about themselves!

Resting for the last time, he opened his eyes again because of Shangshu Li Fu.

Fu said: Fu was ordered by the emperor, and asked the prime minister who would be in charge of major affairs after a hundred years.

Kong Ming said: "After my death, the person who can be responsible for major affairs: Jiang Gongyan is suitable."

Fu said: "After Gongyan, who can succeed?"

Kong Ming said: Fei Wenwei can follow.

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

Kong Ming didn't answer. All the generals looked forward and remembered, and they were gone. At that time, on August 23rd in the autumn of the twelfth year of Jianxing, he was fifty-four years old.

The bird throws itself into the river, the cypress cries at night, the autumn wind blows, and the stars fall!

Three visits frequently troubled the world's schemes, and the two dynasties helped the veterans' hearts.

He died before leaving the teacher, which made the hero burst into tears.

...

I, Zhuge Liang, are called Mr. Wolong.

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 see me, I slept in spring in thatched cottage, deliberately neglecting you.

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

Stop it!

as you go!

Sleep peacefully for an hour

Working day and night for half my life.

Twenty-seven days after leaving the mountain, fifty-four days after returning to heaven.

Destiny so!

As it should be!

This is exactly:

When the body is not ascending and thinking of retreating, the success should be remembered when the time is gone.

Just because the first master Ding Ning, the stars fell and the autumn wind went to Wuzhangyuan!

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Preview the content of the next chapter: Hundreds of Confucian scholars go to Dongcang!

If you want to know how Chen Luo lived and died, please see the breakdown in the next chapter.

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