Nightwatcher

Generally speaking, as long as Xu Qi'an doesn't make requests such as "sleep with me tonight" or "give me a son", Zhong Li will satisfy Xu Qi'an's wishes.

Of course, if the supervisor said: "Zhong Li, you and this kid are dual cultivators, and you will be able to pass the tribulation safely."

In this case, Zhong Li can also satisfy his wish.

It's true that Xu Qi'an is not the kind of villain who takes advantage of others' dangers. If Zhong Li proposes to double cultivate with him, he will definitely refuse, after all, she is Chu Caiwei's senior sister.

Zhong Li obediently sat by the desk, according to Xu Qi'an's request, spread out the paper specially used for revising books, ground it, picked up a pen, and said, "Say it."

"Don't worry, I'm going to brew it." Xu Qi'an sat on the side, holding a hot teacup, meditating.

In order to prevent any further conflicts between Lin'an and Huaiqing, he, a slave of the three surnames, was in a dilemma. Xu Qi'an thought hard for a long time, and finally came up with a countermeasure.

Lin'an likes to listen to stories, so Xu Qi'an will tell her stories.

There are many stories of talented men and beauties in the market, even little Liu Bei, which can meet Lin'an's needs, but Xu Qi'an feels that, as a mature sea king, he should seize every opportunity to make the fish inseparable from him.

"The title of the book is "The Great Sage of Love", the love of love, Senior Sister Zhong, don't make a mistake."

Xu Qi'an saw that she didn't start writing, and said, "Senior Sister Zhong? Is it because her hair is too long so I can't see it clearly, so I don't want to tease her?"

Zhong Li shook her head slowly, "What a strange title."

Today's miscellaneous stories and novels are generally named after "Ji", "Biography", and "Zhi", which are similar to the names of Cipai names, and there is a set of agreed naming standards.

"Don't worry about it, write it as I tell you." Xu Qi'an waved his hand and told his own story.

Qingtian Dasheng tells a love story that happened in the heavenly court. The heroine is the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven, named Zixia Fairy. The male protagonist is a guard in the Tiangong, who is a demon clan.

The name is Long Aotian.

The monster race is the most humble existence in the heavenly court. Discriminated against by the immortals, they can only serve as coolies and bodyguards. Their hobbies are singing and dancing rap.

"There is a problem here"

Zhong Li said: "Long Aotian's name is a taboo. According to the background in the book, such a name should not appear."

Xu Qi'an thought for a while, and could only say: "Let's not care about these details."

The story continues:

But it was these two men and women with huge identities that fell in love unexpectedly. One is Langyuan fairy flower, and the other is beautiful jade flawless.

"Wait," Zhong Li paused, frowning and said, "Langyuan Fairy is Zixia Fairy, right? That beautiful jade is Long Aotian, but he is a lowly monster, and he is not good enough from his background." "Beautiful jade flawless" four words, I think it needs to be changed."

Are you a jerk? Xu Qi'an was furious, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Are you teaching me how to write a book?"

Sensing that the "talisman" was not in the right mood, Zhong Li wisely stopped talking.

The story continues:

The two had a tryst in the heavenly palace, from holding small hands to watch the sunset and clouds, to hugging and kissing, to having sex in the secret room, this series of events, Xu Qi'an described in great detail, from the beginning to the end, the details were well described.

In this era, similar banned books were also described in detail, and even accompanied by poems. Xu Qi'an could copy poems, but it was impossible to write poems by himself, so there was no way to do it.

However, the love between Fairy Zixia and Long Aotian was discovered by a priest who was greedy for Fairy Zixia's beauty, so he reported the two.

The Emperor of Heaven was furious, and beat Long Aotian to the bone, sent him into reincarnation, and made him an animal for generations. Fairy Zixia was also imprisoned in the Guanghan Palace for eternity, accompanied by the cold, and dependent on loneliness.

The story ends here.

"How many words?" Xu Qi'an took a cup of tea and moistened his throat

Zhong Li calculated in his mind for a moment, "About 80,000 characters."

Zhong Li wrote very quickly, and it took two hours to write without stopping. Often when Xu Qi'an finished a sentence, she would finish writing. Ordinary people can't do that.

As expected of a fifth-grade warlock, Xu Qi'an was secretly speechless and very satisfied.

The writing of the story is actually very ordinary, at least in Xu Qian's opinion, but commercial novels have not appeared in this era, even Xu Qian's rough stories are more interesting than most of the stories.

"It would be nice to meet Zhong Li half a year earlier. I told her to write. She is my voice recognition system. I can open a bookstore and sell scripts for a living."

Xu Qi'an immediately vetoed this idea, first of all because of his current status, he doesn't need to do business anymore. Secondly, the income from chicken essence, the annual dividends are enough for him to live a boring life with wives and concubines.

In the end, if this kind of talk was originally in his previous life, it would not be a big deal. But in this era, beheading is necessary.

Can't do it, don't do it.

"Okay, let's go with this story first, and I'll think about it in the second half. Let's move on to the next one."

Zhong Li's fingers trembled

The second book is about a love story between a demon queen and a human scholar. Xu Qi'an directly applies the routine of the domineering president in his previous life, but switches the roles of men and women.

The female monarch is domineering, tough, wise and cruel, and the human scholar is full of knowledge, but kind, gentle and polite.

Domineering female president vs silly sweet scholar.

There is no doubt that this book was written for Huaiqing.

In the book for Lin'an, the heroine and heroine are the princess of heaven and the little guard. Xu Qi'an's sinister intentions are misleading Lin'an's view of love and values.

When she was obsessed with novels, she would imagine a handsome, capable, and interesting "guard" character in her mind.

Lin'an will find out, ah, isn't my dog ​​slave such a person, it turns out that the real man is by my side.

This is very possible. Those daughters raised in deep boudoirs are obsessed with the storybooks of talented men and beautiful women, and dreaming that their future husbands and sons-in-law will be the same as those in the storybooks. Isn't that the best example?

As for Huaiqing, she is a tough nut to crack. She is smart, calm, and assertive. Such a woman is difficult to guide.

Xu Qi'an even suspected that she didn't read vulgar novels, of course, there was no absolute. Huaiqing is a princess with the personality of a domineering female president, and in this world where men are superior to women, it is almost impossible to see novels like "The Domineering Lady Falls in Love with Me".

Xu Qi'an believes that this will inevitably arouse Princess Huaiqing's desire to read.

After dusk, at the dinner table.

Xu Erlang found that his elder brother was very strange, he always stared at him without saying a word, his eyes were focused and meaningful, as if he was looking at a baby.

"Brother, what are you doing staring at me?" Xu Erlang couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a deep voice.

"I recently fell in love with Danqing, and I want to imitate Erlang." Xu Qi'an explained casually, still staring at Xu Erlang fiercely.

It turned out to be like this Xu Erlang raised his chin slightly, nodded and said: "Brother can draw one or two tenths of my handsomeness, and you will be considered a beginner."

Second Uncle Xu couldn't take it anymore, tapped his fingers on the table, and changed the subject: "Yesterday, I heard that you beheaded a rank-6 martial artist with one blow?"

Xu Qi'an said reservedly: "It's just a small person."

Second Uncle Xu glanced at his son, then at his nephew, and said to himself that this ethos of high self-esteem and arrogance is not the tradition of my old Xu family.

"Tomorrow is the day when the rankings will be announced." The aunt looked at Erlang.

"En." Xu Erlang nodded.

"Nian'er must be Huiyuan." The aunt happily brought food to her son.

Uncle Xu glanced at his plump and beautiful wife, and suddenly realized that it was this woman who ruined the family tradition.

"After the apricot list comes out, our whole family will go to see it together." Xu Qi'an said.

Hearing the word "Xingbang", Xu Lingyin immediately raised her head.

"It's not food." Xu Lingyue patted her on the head.

Xu Lingyin lowered her head and continued to eat.

After dinner, Xu Qi'an finished washing, pulled out the cork of a porcelain bottle, mixed it with clean water to wash his face, and when his face was soaked in a cup of tea, his skin began to feel hot, and his facial features showed signs of "melting".

He immediately came to the bronze mirror and practiced the half-baked qi circulation method, trying to change his facial features.

"The lips should be thinner, the nose should be slightly narrower, the facial bones should be shrunk, and the eyes should be rounder"

A quarter of an hour later, the counterfeit Xu Erlang appeared. To be precise, he was Xu Erlang's long-lost brother.

"Almost five parts." Xu Qi'an looked at the bronze mirror and felt sorry for himself.

I am like this, if I catch my aunt and call my mother, I am afraid the whole family will believe it, put away this dangerous idea, it would be bad for my second uncle and aunt to divorce operate.

Of course, in the future, it will be very interesting to change into Erlang's appearance and go offline with the group friends in the Dishu chat group.

It's not because I'm afraid of social death, it's just because I find it interesting.

"Life is so boring, you have to know how to have fun by yourself. It's been a long time since I went to Goulan to listen to music."

Chunbang is also called "Xingbang", because at this time, it is the flowering period of apricot blossoms.

On February 27th, the sky was bright.

There is no curfew tonight, the gates of the city are wide open, soldiers patrol the streets, and the gongs used to beat the gates of the watchmen are almost all out.

Countless scholars poured into the inner city and gathered at the gate of the Gongyuan, waiting for the release of the list.

This year's spring list is extremely lively, not only thousands of eagerly looking forward to the scholars, but also caught up with the Taoism's struggle between heaven and man, a large number of people from the rivers and lakes flocked into the city.

Jianghu people have one of the biggest characteristics: eating melons!

Wherever there is excitement, they will go there.

This caused great security pressure on the five guards in the capital, the government office and the watchmen's office.

In the end, Xu Pingzhi was not able to watch the apricot list with his son, because the area he was in charge of was a bit far from the Gongyuan. Based on the same reason, Xu Qi'an was also in charge of security in another area.

There are mixed people in the rivers and lakes. If there are some spies or anti-social people, then the students will be in danger.

My aunt and Lingyue Lingyin's three female relatives also came to join in the fun, so the second uncle had to arrange for the guards from the house to accompany him. Xu Qi'an thought that the area he was patrolling was not far from the Gongyuan, so he could take care of it at any time.

Not a big problem.

"The previous spring release dates were always so lively. The imperial court has supported scholars for many years, and it is now."

The middle-aged swordsman led Mr. Liu and other juniors, walking in the crowded streets, talking eloquently: "When I traveled to the capital as a teacher, it happened to be in the spring, and I was lucky to see this scene.

"At that time, Huiyuan seemed to be called Chu Yuanzhen, and later became the number one scholar. When I came to Beijing this time, after some inquiries, I found out that the number one scholar had resigned.

"Hey, time flies, ten years in a hurry."

"Oh, why don't you resign?" Rong Rong asked curiously:

"Why is this? I heard that the former one can enter the Imperial Academy and become a prime minister. Why give up on such a bright future."

The middle-aged swordsman shook his head.

Going forward, there is almost no way. There are students wearing Confucian shirts and some people from the rivers and lakes everywhere.

The officers and soldiers struggled to maintain order and shouted loudly.

"Master, why don't we jump on the roof to see it." Mr. Liu suggested.

"Do you want to be chopped off by the beater, or pierced by thousands of arrows from the sword guard?" the middle-aged swordsman said angrily.

In an open space nearer to the Gongyuan, a sedan chair was parked, wrapped in red silk, surrounded by a group of guards with knives and two pretty maids.

"Chun'er, how long until the list is released?"

A sweet and gentle female voice came from the sedan chair.

"Miss, there are still two quarters of an hour."

The maid named Chun'er on the left stood on tiptoe and looked at the sundial in the distance.

The girl in the sedan chair is the daughter of Wang Zhenwen, the chief assistant of the current dynasty. She usually likes to participate in poetry and literary gatherings held by some scholars, and she likes to join in the fun.

This Miss Wang's talent is not small, although she is not as amazing and talented as Princess Huaiqing, but if she is a man, it is easy to test a person.

"I don't know who this year's Huiyuan is." Chun'er said softly.

Miss Wang smiled and shook her head slightly.

Chunwei's fraud has been repeatedly banned. Although it is not blatant, it has a lot of water in it. The name of Huiyuan is full of gimmicks in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of those who really know how to do it, they can only hand in hand and say:

Brother Taiwan morose!

Of course, occasionally there will be golden phoenixes flying into the chicken coop, and there should still be some well-deserved talents winning the championship.

At this time, another maid who didn't speak suddenly pointed to the distance and praised: "What a handsome scholar."

Miss Wang lifted the curtain, revealing a gap, and looked out.

She soon knew who the handsome scholar the servant girl was talking about was because that man was so radiant that even if he was pushed and frowned by the crowd, his beauty could not be concealed in the slightest.

The eyebrows are exquisite and slender, the eyes are as bright as stars, the lips are red and the teeth are white, and the skin is fair, and the skin is more delicate and beautiful than most women.

Behind him was a beautiful woman with a melon-shaped face, wearing a luxurious dress, with her hair tied up in a high bun and a gold medal in her hair.

Beside the beautiful woman is a beautiful and refined girl, even a woman like Miss Wang who prides herself on her beauty can't help being amazed.

Under the protection of a group of followers, my aunt was not pushed and crowded by the crowd, but she regretted coming to join in the fun.

In addition to the noisy scholars, there were actually many people from the Jianghu who were full of flesh and blood. This frightened the aunt who only dared to attack her nephew and husband at home.

When she usually goes out, she often attracts the eyes of some stinky men, but they are more reserved, while the vulgar quacks around her are naked.

My aunt frowned, and sighed inwardly, with the helplessness of being naturally beautiful and unable to give up.

"Right here."

Xu Erlang stopped and explained: "When the list is announced later, there will naturally be someone singing the list, so we are here to listen."

The aunt breathed a sigh of relief, took Erlang's hand and said, "Mother has worked hard for your fame."

"Mum, you've worked hard." Xu Erlang said.

The apricot list was posted on the east wall of the Gongyuan, also known as the "Fame Wall". As time went by, it was finally time to unveil the list.

The first thing to reveal is the sub list.

Just a sub-ranking list made a group of students excited, some cheered, some cried bitterly, showing a vivid image of all beings to those present.

"Reveal the list, it's time to reveal the apricot list."

The students shouted loudly, and the crowd was passionate.

PS: Change first and then change. Today is 9600 words again, and I will try to make persistent efforts tomorrow, Ollie.

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