Zhang Zhaohua said it very quickly, and told the story of how Erlang God split Taoshan to save his mother, and Duan Ge'er looked fascinated by it, and said: "I used to watch a play, and it is a bit similar to the Erlang God you said, but it is not as interesting as you said." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhang Zhaohua knew that this deity would not appear in the list of gods in Journey to the West out of thin air, there must be a similar source. I only heard Brother Duan'er say: "There is a play in the city troupe, what is it called the lock magic mirror, there is a fairy called Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun in it, he is the chief city god of three thousand miles of land, he shot an arrow outside the Nantian Gate, shot through the lock magic mirror, and escaped the two demon kings of the golden-eyed hundred-eyed ghost and the nine-headed bull demon Luo King, and later he successfully captured the two demons and was ordered to guard Xichuan. ”

"What's the similarity between what I said?" Zhang Zhaohua said.

"It's this true monarch who has been crowned as the god of Erlang in the mouth of the river," Brother Duan'er said: "Besides, there is Nezha in the story you said, and there is also Nezha in the play I have seen." ”

As soon as Zhang Zhaohua heard that this story was far from the Journey to the West, she knew that "Journey to the West" was a work in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, but what about the Romance of the Gods, she was not sure, but it would definitely not be a work of the Qing Dynasty, so she asked Duange'er: "Then have you heard the story of the Fengshen List?"

"Fengshen List?" Duan Ge'er was even more unheard of: "What is this?"

"It's the story of the three sect immortals descending to help King Wu to defeat the war. Zhang Zhaohua asked again, convinced that Brother Duan had really never heard the name of the god in the book, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

It seems that at this time, I am afraid that there is really no work of "Romance of the Gods", if I write this story first, will it be considered plagiarism, can I sell it for money-

After thinking about it, Zhang Zhaohua was deflated again, to be honest, this is an unrealistic fantasy. Although she knows the general content of the entire "Romance of the Gods", when it comes to the choice of words and sentences, she is not unforgettable, it is impossible to remember it clearly, and it is impossible to write a coherent whole novel.

Even if she writes it, even if she finds a way to print and publish it all of a sudden, but there is such a strange book in a ravine that hints at the change of dynasty, is it possible that the Jinyi guards all over the world are corpses and vegetarian meals - this era does not allow such books to come out, and a historical event that Zhang Zhaohua remembers very clearly is the attitude of the ruler towards "Water Margin".

"Water Margin" was created by Shi Nai'an in this dynasty, and in her generation, it was written during the Hongwu period. When the author wrote that the heroes of Liangshan rebelled, it was the time when the heroes of the world rebelled against the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, but when the Taizu of this dynasty set the world, Shi Nai'an began to deal with the book carefully, first crowning the word "loyalty" in front of the title, and then highlighting the proposition of Song Jiang and others that they only oppose corrupt officials and not oppose the emperor, and finally even appeared in the storyline of the expedition to Liao and the expedition to Fangla.

After all, at this time, "Water Margin" was not long after it was written, and it was not widely circulated, and the imperial court did not ban this book, and even later it was respected by scholars, but when the rule was unstable later, that is, when there were continuous uprisings in various places during the Chongzhen period, it became the most inappropriate book in the eyes of feudal rulers.

In the Qing Dynasty, "Water Margin" became a banned book among banned books, from Qianlong to Tongzhi.

It seems that writing a book or something is pure wishful thinking, and if you don't get it right, you will bring disaster to your family. Zhang Zhaohua found that she came here, as if everything she had learned in her previous life could not be used, she could not rely on what she learned to bring wealth to her family, nor could she take the career to improve her status economically, because she was a girl, and women could not do anything big in ancient times.

This is a bit sad, Zhang Zhaohua suddenly tasteless when she thought of this, she looked down at her small body, and suddenly wanted to ask God, why let herself live with memories - if there is no memory of the previous life, she will not give birth to such an unwillingness, she must be honest, obedient and skillful to live the life that an ancient woman should have, and then go through this life plainly and peacefully.

However, with such a memory, she always fell into a kind of thinking about whether she could do something for the world or whether she could change a little bit of history, and then look at her own small body, which was simply more troublesome.

"The lord of Zhizhou and the lord of the county have arrived—" Someone shouted at the door, and after a while, firecrackers went off.

The backyard was full of people shuttling back and forth, but it had nothing to do with the two dolls in the wing, Duan Ge'er and Zhang Zhaohua sat on the threshold in a daze.

Today, the whole place of the wine ceremony is not in the grain chief's house, which is not too large, but only as a place to welcome guests and prefaces, and to welcome the state officials, county officials, and subordinate officials.

After waiting for a short time, it seemed that the people in the front yard moved, and then the people in the back yard also rushed out, leaving only the people in the stove room still busy, because they had to bring out the meat prepared in advance, and they were ready to start stir-frying the hot dishes.

The place where the wine ceremony sat was a large clearing on the edge of the old wall of the village, which had been ordered to be swept clean, and the potholes had been filled in with loess.

Zhang Zhaohua was stunned for a moment and asked, "Can we go to the old wall to play?"

"Not now," Brother Duan shook his head and said, "When the wine ceremony reaches the end of the banquet, everyone in the village can go to eat, and if you can't finish eating, you can still take it." ”

Zhang Zhaohua sighed, and suddenly remembered the little girl who came with Brother Duan'er, so he asked, "Why haven't you seen Tiantian all the time?"

"She's sick and lying in the Westinghouse. Duan Ge'er said.

According to Duange'er, when he was in the county seat, he had burned charcoal for half a month, but when he came to the countryside, the grain chief did not allow them to burn charcoal, saying that he would not resist frost if he burned it in winter.

"I've already taken the medicine," Duange explained, "and my mother asked her to lie down in the Westinghouse, so that I wouldn't go over and disturb her rest." ”

"You are really obedient, you will do whatever your mother asks you to do," Zhang Zhaohua naturally understood why the Yue family didn't let Brother Duan go to see Tiantian, it was just because he was afraid of getting sick, so he said: "Your mother still told you not to sneak away, why did you sneak out and not say hello;

Brother Duan seemed stunned, and said incoherently: "Yes, it's you-"

"Yes, yes, it's all me," Zhang Zhaohua snorted and said, "Now I'm going to see Tiantian, you are an obedient child, don't come with me." ”

Brother Duan'er was so anxious that his little face turned red again, and he still had an unintelligible look on his face, but his footsteps followed Zhang Zhaohua two steps.

"You really don't make people worry," Zhang Zhaohua turned around and suddenly pinched Duan Ge'er's shoulder, and asked loudly, "Who are you listening to!"

Brother Duan'er was pinched by her and trembled, and when he didn't think about it, he immediately said: "Listen to you, listen to you! What do you want me to do?"

"I won't embarrass you," Zhang Zhaohua laughed in his heart, and said, "You don't have to go in, just go to the stove and get some more food, just put it outside the house." "After all, Brother Duan is no better than a sturdy child who has been running around in the countryside since he was a child, and if he is really allowed to enter the house, he may really be infected with germs.

Brother Duan was relieved, turned around and ran. Zhang Zhaohua saw him pouting his ass and running like a duck, and finally couldn't help laughing.