I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Shiwei is in September, and the sequence belongs to Sanqiu.

The temperature in the morning was a bit chilly, but it couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the businessmen. There are three hundred and sixty squares in Zhongjing City, and the smell of food wafts from every road. A gust of wind blows, the peppery spicy soup is refreshing, and the big pancakes sprinkled with sesame seeds are fragrant and whet your appetite. The time-honored ramen restaurants are yelling "Erxi" and "Red Soup", as if they can make their business more prosperous, and the small stalls on the street with hot oil pans are not to be outdone. In the pot, there is a sizzling sound, rolling and frying, the oil is yellow and crispy. On this side, the well-dressed Xiaojiabiyu puts all kinds of homemade pastries, which are exquisite, and you can smell the sweetness in the air if you take a few steps closer; Chop the rotten meat, pour a spoonful of red oil sauce, wrap it with bread, pack it in lotus leaves, and hand it to the buyer...

At this time, the teahouses and restaurants on the street also pulled down their signboards, which read "Wake up early" in gold-plated characters. Xiaoer stood at the door with a smile on his face, with a water basin in front of him. Li shouted: "Wake up early..."

This cry woke up the entire Zhongjing.

"Wake up early" is a custom in Zhongjing. Anyone who doesn't go to work in a hurry with a mouthful of hot food will bring their favorite breakfast food to this teahouse, wash their face with the water in the hot water basin, walk in, and choose a seat. Next, listen to the gentlemen on the stage read the imperial palace newspaper, break down the current situation, and start the day slowly. This is "wake up early".

When Daxuan founded the country, some officials pointed out that "wake up early" is just common people discussing government affairs indiscriminately, please stop wake up early. Taizu said angrily that people in the world don't know the affairs of the world, so he even sent eunuchs from the Palace Clearing Department to settle in various teahouses and taverns under the leadership of the first eunuch, and shared the daily memorials with the common people except for confidential matters. After reading for seven days in a row, the speaker shut up. Since then, anyone who goes out to "wake up early" can shake their head proudly, raise their thumbs up, and shout "wake up early by order" with a three-point pride and three-point defiantness, very domineering.

...

Nan Yuanxi walked quickly among the crowd with a piece of pancake in his mouth. Last night, Xiao Hexiang lost her temper somehow and made herself wake up three quarters of an hour late after tossing herself all night.

Thinking of Xiao Hexiang, Nanyuan Xi felt a tenderness in his heart. He never expected that in the land of fireworks, he would find the love of his life. What about the girls in the brothel, if it is possible, he can't wait to marry Xiao Hexiang as a matchmaker tomorrow, and carry eight palanquins into the house.

It's just that Xiao Hexiang's ransom price is too high.

Nan Yuanxi took a bite of the pancake. His Nan family was once prominent at the founding of the country, and there were great Confucian figures in his ancestors, but it was not as good as the previous generation, and it was passed down for hundreds of years. In his generation, it finally returned to the light and made him awaken the "Tongdu" talent. It's a pity that his talent is limited, and he has been studying for twenty years, and he has stopped at "writing". He thought that he still lacked the guidance of a famous teacher, so he sold his family property and traveled thousands of miles to Zhongjing City.

But what is Zhongjing City? The ancient capital of thousands of years, the first place of goodness. He has no power, no power, and low talent, so naturally he can't even find a way to post.

In order to make contacts, he held frequent literary conferences, but the participants were all on par with him. In the blink of an eye, for half a year, there was no progress in the matter of apprenticeship, but most of the money on his body had been consumed.

In the end, someone said that they could help him find a copying job in Wenchang Pavilion, but the money needed was quite a lot. At that time, Nanyuan Xi seemed to be grabbing the last straw, giving her all she had, and in the end the bamboo basket was empty, and she was cheated of money.

When all thoughts were lost, it was Xiao Hexiang who held back Nanyuan Xi who wanted to throw himself into the river. This brothel woman had participated in Nanyuan Xi's literary meetings several times before, and was overwhelmed by Nanyuan Xi's high-spirited talks.

"My concubine thinks that Mr. Lang is not good at poetry and classics, but he is good at analyzing current affairs. The boring official documents are vivid and easy to understand in Mr. Lang's mouth. Why don't Mr. Lang take the title of 'Mr. Blue eyes. No matter how bad it is, I can still save some money to help me."

Xiao Hexiang's words awakened the dreamer.

Mr. Shuowen is a profession that was born along with the custom of "waking up early". They took the imperial palace newspaper and read it to the guests who came to wake up early. The higher-level Mr. Shuowen could also analyze the hidden stories behind it that were not written in the palace newspaper, and even predict the trend of current affairs. Being able to be named "Mr." is enough to show his high status. From time to time, it is even said that Mr. Wen is favored by nobles and recommended to join the court or be accepted as an aide.

Nanyuan Xi listened to Xiao Hexiang's guidance, and he found a way out that suits him to develop his strengths. It has only been half a year, and the title of "Huazui Nansheng" is a little famous. Mr. Shuowen of one of the teahouses "Beifenglou" has a monthly salary of thirty taels of silver.

I heard yesterday that there is an important report today, but I don't know what it is. Being late is a big taboo for Mr. Wen. So Nanyuan Xi quickened his pace...

...

"Early guests, Nan Sheng is polite." Hurrying quickly, Nan Yuanxi finally arrived at Beifeng Building in time, took the mansion newspaper that was just copied from the shopkeeper, and hurried onto the stage.

"Mr. Nan, a certain family saw you running wildly on the road, but they were lingering with Xiao Hexiang last night, and they forgot the time!" A familiar morning guest teased below, causing a kind of laughter.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Nan Yuanxi's fans also retorted, "If you are in love with Xiao Hexiang, Mr. Nan will definitely not be able to get out of bed in the morning, why run all the way..."

Everyone laughed again.

Nanyuan interest: (￣ェ￣;)

Your Excellency, are you defending me? I, Nanyuanxi, are so useless in your eyes?

Nan Yuanxi coughed twice, signaling for the audience to be quiet.

"Everyone, let's talk about the joke later, let's get to the point and talk about today's mansion newspaper." Nanyuan Xi forced his respect, picked up the mansion newspaper in his hand, and just glanced at it, and a smile appeared on his face. It was unbelievable, and then I watched it several times.

A guest below was impatient and shouted: "Mr. Nan, what's the matter? But the barbarians invaded?"

Another person continued: "Could it be that the demon clan is here to fight the autumn wind again?"

Nanyuan Xi quickly gathered his mind and put down the mansion report. In this short period of time, he had completely memorized the mansion report.

"Don't worry, everyone, I'm not a monster. There is only one thing in the newspaper today. My Majesty Daxuan canonized Chen Luo, Chen Dongliu, Wan'an County, Qingzhou, as Wan'an Bo!"

There was an uproar underneath.

"Chen Luo? Who? I haven't heard of it!"

"Wan Anbo, is this a real title? Isn't it the most taboo to be a knight with real power nowadays?"

"I have an ancestral system in my dynasty, and I can't be knighted unless I have meritorious service. Where is this Chen Luogong?"

"How old is Chen Luo? Confucianism or Taoism?"

Taking advantage of the noise of the crowd, Nanyuan Xi took a sip of tea, suppressed the surprise in his heart, gestured to suppress the pressure, the voice below gradually quieted down, and Nanyuan Xi continued to speak.

"Chen Luo, nineteen years old, after Zhong Lie, wrote a strange article "Zhong Kui Lue Biography". By reciting it, one can get the power to ward off ghosts, and those who don't have a thorough understanding of Talent can also recite it."

"The full text is as follows—"

...

Almost at the same time, all the Xingzao teahouses in Zhongjing, and all the Mr. Shuowen, slowly read "Zhong Kui Biography".

"Zhong Kui, a native of Zhongnan Mountain in Shaanxi Province, was very talented when he was young..."

At the same time, a carriage slowly drove into Zhongjing at Wansheng Gate in Zhongjing City.

Sitting in the carriage, the great Confucian Wei Yan, the newly promoted Wan Anbo——

Chen Luo!