Regarding Lu Liang's situation, after talking for a while, he stopped mentioning it. After asking Ning Yi about other things he was going to do when he came to the capital this time, Ning Yi said that he wanted to find two courtyards and choose a location for the cloth shop and the restaurant. In the middle, Yao Zunian and Cheng Zhouhai are all local snakes in the capital, but they are good at poetry and literary communication, and when it comes to finding these places, they still have to drag Ji Kun on the road. While they were discussing, someone walked in from the courtyard gate with a smile: "For these things, it's better to find Ji Kun than to find me." ”

The one who entered the door was a middle-aged monk dressed in white, who looked chic, with a handsome appearance, calm and clear eyes, and a smile, first of all, he was united with Ning Yi: "This is Liheng, the first genius in Jiangning, ......who has been looking up for a long time" When Ning Yi got up and saluted, he also introduced himself, "The poor monk is Jueming." ”

At this time, although it seems to be a bunch of gossip, it is actually the secret of the secret investigation department. This monk can go straight in, it can be seen that he is also a person with a high status in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he and Yao Zunian and Cheng Zhouhai are also old acquaintances, moved a chair and sat down, probably asked Ning Yi about the type of house he wanted, and then nodded, swept the information that everyone took out, and asked: "When the poor monk chatted with Nian Gong and others before, the most common thing to talk about was Liheng's means in Hangzhou, this time Liheng went to Shandong, I don't know where to start first?" ”

"Probably take a look at Dulonggang first."

"Oh...... This may indeed be a breakthrough, Liheng is young and has an old vision......"

Liangshan can't be taken directly by officers and soldiers, of course, he can only look for helpers in a roundabout way, Ning Yi's choice of Dulonggang makes sense, but in fact, it is not surprising. The four words of sowing discord are simple to say, but the actual operation is still extremely complicated, and it depends on everyone's skills. A few people under the grape trellis spoke to Liang Shan for a while. When Qin Siyuan came over, he also led the topic to the matter of the Hangzhou Badao Battalion, a series of reforms that seemed to be child's play. It's just that although everyone has a warm attitude, Ning Yi doesn't have much desire to discuss it. The affairs of the Badao Battalion are too complicated, involving changes in the system, and with the rudiments of democracy in front of a few people who have studied Confucianism all their lives, Ning Yi is still a little weak-hearted.

Of course. This is also because Ning Yi has the insight of a thousand years in his heart. Instead, I think too much. In the hearts of Qin Siyuan and these people, where can there be a concept of democracy in later generations, even if there is something similar, it is based on the origin of Confucianism, because for thousands of years, everything in this land has originated from this system. Those things from Ning Yi. Although there have been changes in the depths of the study, for Qin Siyuan and the others, the first thing to put on is the previous statement in their hearts.

Everyone can be Yao Shun, the people are noble and gentle, these things. And not deviant. Among the several perfections conceived of by Confucianism, such is the rule of virtue of the ancient sages, the king perfectly edifies all the people, and every one of the people understands the truth and can distinguish between right and wrong, and in this case, the monarchy is actually pushed to a symbolic position. The development of Confucianism over the past thousand years has hoped to promote education. After the extreme. Everyone understands etiquette and righteousness, and this is one of the possibilities to pursue. Ning Yi is in those articles. Qin Siyuan and others can see the vaguely instilled hope that everyone can be independent and active, but even if they are generalized, they are only inferred from this aspect.

After that, everyone dined together in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and when they arrived a little later, they still discussed many ideas about Confucianism. Yao Zunian, Jueming, Qin Siyuan, and even Cheng Zhouhai can all discuss it, and occasionally ask Ning Yi, but Ning Yi adheres to the principle of not saying good, and takes the initiative to hide it. In the eyes of everyone, I think he still resists this. Of course, the other party has such a big knot hidden in his heart, it is impossible to tell it just after they met, and several people now regard Ning Yi as a comrade who is enough to sit and talk about it, and they can also understand his temporary reservations, such an important idea, of course, can only be said after everyone knows each other.

During the conversation, he also talked about the surrender of the resentful army this time, or Ning Yi's views on the current rebellion of Wu Chaotian Hu, Wang Qing and others. Ning Yi was ready to promote Zhuji, and the idea of controlling public opinion with storytellers had not yet been completely decided, so he just took the idea of ranking the top 100 masters of martial arts as a joke, and everyone laughed at first, but then they also noticed the deep meaning, Qin Siyuan smiled and said: "If Liheng has the heart to do this, the old man will definitely support it." ”

Monk Jueming also felt that it was interesting and said: "The poor monk can also help, after all, the iron-armed Zhou Dong was also seen back then, Ha Lu Ha ......."

Once the list of martial arts masters comes out, if it really wants to work and promote, there must be a huge publicity team.

As for the detailed strategy, plan and role, Ning Yi felt that it was better not to have to explain it to him first, as a private person to run it, it could be regarded as a business, and after reaching a certain scale, he could cooperate with the secret investigation department. And if it is explained from the beginning, with the state that the secret investigation department is still suppressed, not to mention whether it can be supported, even if it can, such a huge system cannot be in its own hands. Ning Yi still has this selfishness. After all, in today's Wu Dynasty, no one knows how to use and play the role of the propaganda system better than him.

The grape trellis is lit up in the night of Bianliang, the city is darkened, pedestrians come and go, horse-drawn carriages tick, and boat lights pass by the river. It was on such a night that on the Qingmu Village of Luliang Mountain, which Ning Yi and others mentioned not long ago, an accident was happening.

The blood spread, the sound of the battle pierced the night and the firelight, and between the poplar stockades, a wave of battles was going on, stray arrows occasionally flew by, and the screams of someone came from the night sky.

However, the war that broke out in the stockade had actually come to an end at this time. On the side with fewer people, nearly 100 people who were alive at this time had been surrounded. And between the houses in the depths of the camp, a decisive battle is also showing a one-sided situation in the firelight.

Aoki Village has recently expanded rapidly, and the houses have been built in a bit of a hurry, and now at the fork of the small alley where the fire is shaking, there are four figures of three men and one woman fighting, three of whom seem to be on one side, all wearing armor, one of them is burly, holding a heavy gun, it seems to be the leader, and the other two are each holding a simple knife, in the roaring attack, the tall woman is empty-handed, several hands, dodging, grabbing. Then he commanded one person's Pak knife bullet into the sky. As the heavy spear roared, the woman's figure suddenly rushed forward, and in an instant, like a phantom, stepped in front of the heavy spearman. The burly man with the heavy spear hurriedly swept the gun horizontally, and the huge force struck him like a mountain of seas, and he was unsteady under his feet, and he staggered back eight or nine steps before standing still.

This time he didn't see it clearly at all. It seemed that it was just the woman who pushed his gun, and it was also because the other person holding the Pu knife next to him swung the knife and slashed it, and the woman named Lu Hongti avoided the knife light with the force in the opposite direction. However, such a majestic force, like a stream of water, does not seem to have reached its peak suddenly, it is not brute force. It's what he's heard, the inner strength that has reached the pinnacle.

This force is not like a huge wave, it is suddenly photographed, and in a short period of contact, it feels like the center of a huge whirlpool, which is difficult to resist at all. And this woman named Lu Hongti seems to be only in her twenties, and in the previous contact, the comments about her were even a little kind and deceitful. Even if it is said that she is strong in martial arts. I haven't said that it will be strong to this extent, is this a monster?

The horror of the night. He didn't feel it until now, he could almost say that he felt it from the first moment.

The burly man's name was Cao Hong, and he was one of the generals stationed in Jinwuling under Tian Hu's command. Tian Hu rebelled, Lu Liangshan smuggled, and there were some contacts between the two sides in the past, unless the bandits in Lu Liang couldn't get by, they would generally give Tian Hu some face. Qingmu Village was actually developed well before Luliang Mountain, Tian Hu once sent a general to come over and propose marriage to Lu Hongti, with the calculation of marriage between the two sides, although Lu Hongti refused, but not many people took this matter seriously, and then the two sides were still in the past.

Until the previous year, Aoki Village seemed to have received the guidance of a superior and grew rapidly, and also annexed some surrounding villages. The oil and water seemed to be bigger, but Tian Hu was not very tempted, and some of the people in Qingmu Village wanted to fight and contacted Jinwuling, saying that they wanted to overthrow the current owner of the village, Lu Hongti, and hoped to help.

Although Qingmu Village has developed well recently, Lu Hongti herself is a woman, and she has been out of the village for a long time a few years ago, and the village is walking according to the rules, and it has developed very well, and many men in it have a desire for power, thinking that power should not be given to such a woman. Cao Hong inquired about the situation here, Qingmu Village incorporated the surrounding villages, and its own foundation was not stable, as long as it suddenly made a difficulty, Lu Hongti and several descendants around her were killed, and then it was very simple to seize power.

So this time Cao Hong led more than 20 soldiers to escort the goods into the mountain, pretending to go to the Liao border to exchange for supplies, because he is Tianhu's person, and a large number of goods, Qingmu Zhai's income is also very expensive, Lu Hongti is quite kind to him. Everyone is the leader, eating together in a place not far away, he has actually seen Lu Hongti once before, but he feels that although he looks heroic, he is still quite different from the female bandits who are mixed in this area. Such a woman generally does not live long, and after a period of time around, if she is either humiliated and displayed in a mass grave, or she is confined to the house of a certain big boss, in fact, most women will still take the initiative to choose the latter.

In fact, when he came, he also thought about this in his heart.

These people in Aoki Village who want to seize power actually don't know what level Lu Hongti's martial arts are, but they are very powerful, they can kill in and out on the tragic battlefield, and they have suffered minor injuries and serious injuries. But this kind of skill, a veteran can actually do it to some extent. Cao Hong was unimpressed at first, but for the sake of safety, these people in Qingmu Village still temporarily stole Lu Hongti's sword, and Cao Hong's side arranged eight personal soldiers to fight with him.

There are not many martial arts masters who can resist the joint attack of nine people with their bare hands, and he also hopes to catch this beautiful woman and put her in the room, but almost at the beginning, he regrets it.

The two pro-soldiers pounced on their companions, and at that moment, the swords and soldiers intersected, and the crackling sound sounded like torrential rain, but they were completely their own people beating their own people. Cao Hong and the eight personal soldiers around him can be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles, and their formation and coordination have also gone through countless drills, but in the wooden house where they were in trouble, almost every attack was dodged by the other party. When Cao Hong realized that the matter was not simple, the other party's eyes had turned into ice, and he swung his hands violently in front of him, tearing the throat of one of the pro-soldiers open, and then waved the corpse as a shield, and slammed out the window that everyone was guarding closely.

What the hell is that-

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As soon as I opened the book review area, I found that there was one more red reward, who is so frustrated, I updated so slowly and gave me so many tips......

Uh, in fact, I want to say, Xie Lu Xie...... Xie Lu Xie supports.

Something happened the day before yesterday. There was a massacre of nearly 100 people in the group of "banana boats". Uh, that is, one of the admins kicked a lot of people, and the group owner gave her administrative privileges, and then asked me to say sorry. In fact, I rarely go to the QQ group when the code word is not in a good state, and it may be difficult to play a role in enlivening the atmosphere, and many people have dived. The administrator used to know me very well, and she often introduced various GALGAMES to me to play. Sometimes I can't play it, and then when I update slowly, she always accuses my behavior of having something to do with character or something, and I'm very unhappy, and we gradually drift away from each other.

The editor came to talk to me yesterday at noon — I've always been the kind of person I've been embarrassed to interrupt the editor, so I didn't have a lot of private chats before—she said. You have the opportunity to become a supreme god, but you don't renew and you miss out on many opportunities. In fact, I have always felt guilty about the editors, I have been writing books for so long, and the editors have taken good care of me, and I often feel sorry for those recommendations, but I have no choice but to tell her my reasons.

A few days earlier. There's a discussion in a forum that I don't go to much anymore - Dragon's Sky. A friend of mine told me, and I talked to him about my reasons why I didn't go there anymore. My friend posted what I said on the forum, and then I went and saw all kinds of comments.

Because of these things, I want to say a few things, about the reason why I thank everyone, about the reason why I was estranged from that friend, about the reason I told the editor, and about the reason why I gradually stopped the forum. These things are actually a bit out of place for the Internet, and I may not have said it clearly before, but I want to talk about it at this time.

A few years ago, online literature was developed based on traditional literature, and when everyone discussed articles on the forum, they discussed how to improve YY with various techniques, and constantly considered the value of YY, all of which relied on traditional literature. Later, the system about YY gradually precipitated, and traditional literature gradually faded out, and now people write articles, when discussing on the forum, you can often see them telling you where is the forbidden area, where is not good to write, hoping that people will avoid it, they will make YY into a pattern and routine, gradually shrink, looking for a shortcut to fame, and then new friends can only see a small world.

In fact, there is no forbidden area, only whether the author writes well or not. YY has never been estranged from traditional literature, at most it is to take out the part of traditional literature "how to attract people" separately and take it as the ultimate goal of pursuit, but ah, only by truly understanding the whole picture of the entire literary system, it is possible to really dig "attractive" to the extreme, because the use of various techniques, all kinds of thinking in the opposite direction, writing and the role of contrast, are all wonderful.

When I used to tell others that there is no difference between online literature and traditional literature, I usually said that when we write something, whether we put it on the Internet or submit it to a magazine publisher, the content you write will not change. But now it's different, and I sometimes hear some friends say, "We're just writing online articles." For a long time, in fact, they have thought of themselves as "writing online articles", in this concept, in fact, it means that we are just people who write such a pile of garbage, we are just to make money. When people set limits on themselves, it's actually hard to get out of it. The definition of online articles is no longer just articles published on the Internet, and it is inferior, sloppy and garbage text than others, when the author thinks so in his heart, he no longer has the motivation to move forward, then it is really inferior.

As for me, when the concept of YY was not clear, we were trying to understand it in various ways, and there were various difficulties or forbidden areas and so on, which were also defined by the failures or setbacks we experienced at the beginning. But when a group of new people enter the forum, they think that the 60-point fast system of online literature is already the culmination, and even swear that some of the books on online literature are comparable to Dream of Red Mansions, which is enough to be shortlisted for the Nobel Prize in Literature, and try to teach you to write with this system they understand, that kind of discussion will become very embarrassing. They will tell you with their understanding that you are not good at this, you are good at that, and no one will say anything else. For what we're not good at. How do we go about breaking through?

But the YY system also has its reason, yesterday I said to the editor, "To be honest, what I am exercising now is not necessary in the evaluation criteria of online articles, the harmony of the plot I pursue, the beginning and the end I want to be as perfect as possible, and the release and collection of each line must be clear." It is difficult to do these things well, and the enhancement of the YY effect is half the effort. I used to be able to achieve nine points of YY. When these are done well, they can achieve very good results. ”

I've tried my best to add a little bit to your perception, but I just really want to see what 10 looks like, what 11 looks like, and what 12 looks like...... Actually, for the vast majority of people. Nine points is enough, and even good.

And then in that post, there was a moderator who said that LK is a place to help each other, and they talked about their experience on it, hoping to help the beginners of online articles, and also hoping that I could talk about my own experience. But in the past few years, I have almost stopped telling people on the Internet about my thoughts about writing books, and I don't cherish it myself. It's because. I don't think it's good for others to have these experiences.

It's actually quite simple. In this world, between people, in fact, the difference in IQ and ability is not very much, and if you want to do better than others, it is two words: hard. These two words can't be ambiguous, just fight for your life, and things can be done. Many people think that I am lazy because I write slowly, but I dare to tell people at any time that I am more desperate than you when it comes to writing books. I sit in front of the computer every day, and when I can't write, I can't eat, I can't play, my work and rest are chaotic, my head is tight, and the pain is unbearable. But when I can code words, my mind is comfortable and my head doesn't hurt, and I can play games and debate with people...... Because I really love to write books.

I am a person who follows the ancient law, and I believe that if I tremble and take one step at a time, I may starve to death in ancient times. I've always felt that it was a great blessing for me to be able to support myself by writing books. But I was unlucky, maybe if I only wrote books like this, and didn't pay attention to any business, I would still starve to death. When I gradually become a little more famous, and ask me how to write a book on the Internet, it will more or less affect my judgment because of me, and they may feel that believing in bananas can be successful, not just for a reciprocal discussion, just like those who go to the forum to ask for advice.

For me, self-discipline is different from self-discipline, for myself, I can be blindly strict, forcing myself to have headaches, insomnia, and sleep, obviously having a maybe "similar" idea but I feel that it is not good enough. But for others, I don't want them to be like this after listening to me, I don't want them to work several times more hard than others to succeed, and especially I don't want them to starve to death, because that's unfair, so I don't dare to tell people about it.

But in my selfish heart, there is also an expectation: why can't I succeed like this? We grew up and people said that we can only succeed by being down-to-earth, I write books, and I put all my energy into writing books, so why don't I dare to tell people about my experience.

But my grades are not enough, I told the editor, there is a big climax in the middle and late stages of the conception of the son-in-law, I will not write a collapse, I believe that after those things come out, after the whole feeling of the son-in-law comes out, I will go to the next level. Maybe my grades will improve by then. At that time, I might be able to tell people that the path of madness or paranoia may be possible, as long as you really love this thing, and this solid path can also be taken. At that time, I had the capital to tell people that "as long as you pursue excellence, success will be waiting for you in an inadvertent place". And if I fail, I'll be a negative textbook.

I don't know how long I'll be able to keep going.

But in fact, the results that can be brought out, the experience that can be told to others, or the details, my wish in my heart is very simple. "I have a standard, when I was in junior high school, I read "The Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", "I and the Temple of Earth", I was amazed by the beauty of the words, and later read "The Ordinary World Realm" and many books by Haruki Murakami, which made me feel that books should be like this. I set such a standard for myself in my heart, not necessarily to win awards, not necessarily to be recognized by many people, but before I die, I hope that I can identify with myself and write a book of this level. The line I drew in my mind is very high, and I haven't passed it yet...... "This is something I said to someone and the editor not long ago, but it may not be appropriate.

I know I can't stand you.

The estrangement of my friends is probably due to my extremism, but in the same way, even if I am stupid, if I say it many times and it is not understood, I will feel very annoyed. I can only promise that I will do my best to write good and beautiful books, and I will never compromise on this promise.

I see your rewards, see the daily subscriptions, I really want to say thank you, if it weren't for your continuous support, I don't think I would have been able to go so far, and I wouldn't have been able to write such a book.

Xie Lu Xie.

Another: PS doesn't count money. (To be continued.) )