Chapter 13: Old Man, Write a Book

Rumble!

One word: Shocking!

"The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!" As soon as the eight characters came out, Ben had already stood up, and Toutuo, who was glaring angrily at Wang Yu, seemed to be pressed by Mount Tai, and fell on the chair with his buttocks, and his powerful palm was also removed from the Pu knife.

In the Song Dynasty, loyalty, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and faith were deeply imprinted in the hearts of the people as universal values. The men who mingle in the rivers and lakes are even more righteous and take the lead, and they admire the loyal and filial sons the most.

This is a universal value, which is accepted and recognized by everyone in the Great Song Empire, and it is not distorted or changed just because someone falls into the grass.

"The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!" As soon as these eight words came out, the black-faced man with a loyal appearance didn't dare to face Wang Yu directly, in order to hide the shock in his heart, he picked up a cup of tea and drank it, but his trembling hands and undulating chest betrayed his state of mind at this time.

When the belief of "doing the right thing for heaven" was shaken, years of perseverance and ambition in his heart were like duckweed in the wind, but only he could know what it was like.

For a while, the hall was full of murderous intentions, and the two groups of people who looked at the simple and unpretentious man stood up and confronted each other from afar, but they didn't dare to take the lead.

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A moment later, Wang Yu was invited by the storyteller to a private room on the third floor, where two old men in fancy clothes were leisurely tasting tea and playing chess. One of the old men focused on the chessboard and didn't linger on foreign affairs, but the other turned around and nodded to Wang Yu, and said directly to Wang Yu: "Little friend, do you know that trouble comes from your mouth?" ”

The two old men looked leisurely, but their faces were vaguely full of the breath of the superior, Wang Yu smiled slightly: "Not only that, I also know that everyone downstairs is in the chess game of the two elders!" ”

Hearing Wang Yu's answer, the two old men laughed, and the old man who had not spoken suddenly waved his hand while holding Baizi: "Xiaoyou, can you know chess?" Come on, come on, help the old man see where this hand should go? ”

In order to carry out the task, Wang Yu once pretended to be a chess player to infiltrate the China-Japan-South Korea Go Competition, and never lost a game with the Japanese and South Korean nine-dan national players.

Although Wang Yu had the entire data analysis team and supercomputing support behind him at that time, his own chess strength was not weak, at this time, the two old men could only be regarded as amateur five or so levels, and the chess games used were all familiar to Wang Yu in later generations, Wang Yu directly took the white pieces in the hands of the old man, and put the chess pieces on it without thinking, and then played fast with a few chess pieces of the old man who held the black, and the two old men changed color, and a game of chess with great advantages was turned into a draw by Wang Yu.

"That's it, that's it, Brother Shangguan, this game of chess is indeed the will of heaven for us to stop making peace!" The old man who first talked to Wang Yu obviously showed a relaxed look on his face.

The old man who let Wang Yu support the move turned his head at this time, looked at Wang Yu with a sharp gaze, and said: "Xiaoyou's chess moves are sharp and decisive, but he intends to let me and Gong Wen draw and become the mean, not bad." ”

Wang Yu smiled and didn't say much, waiting for the old man to follow. Sure enough, the old man continued: "The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!" This statement is deafening, but I don't know why Xiaoyou thinks that a vulgar martial artist can be worthy of a chivalrous word? ”

Although the old man said vulgar martial arts in his mouth, there was no contempt in his demeanor, but some longing and nostalgia.

The old man next to him smiled, "Brother Shangguan, don't be difficult for juniors, the world is like this, Di Shuai has not been able to reverse the trend, what can a junior do?" ”

Wang Yu looked around, although the two old men were full of books, their fingers and palms had some calluses, even if they had never been soldiers, they probably had also practiced martial arts.

"Can I borrow pen and ink?" Wang Yu looked at the two old men.

"Please!" Shangguan Wenyuan gestured to Wang Yu.

When Wang Yu heard this, he didn't go directly to the bookcase, but washed his hands carefully under the service of the maid, smoked on the incense burner for a while, tidied up his robe, and then knelt straight in front of a few cases, and wrote quickly.

Wang Yu's calligraphy, especially the line under the oppression of his father, the level is still good, the pen walks between the dragon and the snake, and a line of books jumps on the paper.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Five shames, still snow. Han'er hates, when will it be destroyed. Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

The two men looked up to the sky and sang a long song, walking on the way home in the wind and snow......"

Just the beginning of the poem full of Jianghong, let the two old men feel shocked inexplicably, such a thousand words are just the introduction of a piece of eloquent writing, so how magnificent should the next story be?

The two were full of anticipation.

Wang Yu's pen walked the dragon and snake, from the morning to the twilight, the eternal Xiaokai continued to flow between the paper, the reduced version of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has been written that the seven monsters of Jiangnan went through a lot of hardships, and finally found Guo Jing, who was a little stupid and stupid.

Wang Yu put down the pen and rubbed his wrists, only to find that the two old men were putting down the last manuscript, with longing and reluctance on their faces, Wen Qingshan opened his mouth and asked, "Little friend, what happened after that?" ”

Although Shangguan Wenyuan didn't speak, his eyes were also full of expectations, like many online writers who were waiting for the update.

Wang Yu is very satisfied with the effect of "Shooting the Condor", after all, it is a book that Taizong likes to read in later generations, and Taizong's eloquence and strategy can be attracted by Jin Daxia's masterpiece, even if there are some deletions and adjustments, the dynasty in this literary desert can still sweep everything.

Thinking so in his heart, Wang Yu was humble and indifferent on his face, and just shook his trembling arm, "If you don't want to, you can't do it, let's wait for the future!" ”

"Oh! Before you know it, the moon is full in the West Building, and the moon is empty, just singing about wine! Let's eat! ”

The two old men looked a little heroic at this time, and they didn't care about Wang Yu, they each held a jar of wine, read the previous text, took a sip, and drank happily with the article.

Wang Yu was not polite to the two old men, summoned the maid, asked for some dishes, tasted them carefully as if no one was around, and after eating, he rinsed his mouth, cleaned his hands, and bowed to the two old men before leaving.

"True celebrity, self-merry!"

Looking at Wang Yu's style, Wen Qingshan's eyes showed appreciation.

"More than 30,000 words, every word is beautiful, but only one righteous word is spoken, I really don't know, if this book is completed, how can a chivalrous word be obtained?" Shangguan Wenyuan carefully savored the heroism of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan in the book who traveled far into the desert for an entrustment, and said angrily: "If you have a friend like this, what more can you ask for?" ”

Wen Qingshan said: "With the consent of Xiaoyou in the coming day, Wenjia Bookstore should publish this huge work!" Let all know what righteousness is! ”

Shangguan Wenyuan said: "Why wait for the coming day, let the bookstore carve it now!" This son is free and easy, and he will not be blamed! ”

At this time, although the Great Song Empire had movable type printing, compared with the book plates carefully carved by the engraving masters, there were still many gaps in the finished products printed by movable type, and they were not as good as the pen and ink of famous artists.

For the sake of the full river red, Shangguan Wenyuan actually drank three bottles of jade liquid, and took advantage of the drunkenness, as if he was crazy, he personally wrote a wild grass scroll, but this was to be reduced and placed in the pages.

As for Wang Yu, he traveled all the way to Xiao's house, even though the porter was a little reluctant, he still obediently opened the middle door and invited Wang Yu to enter the house, and the power of the fire on the stove in the morning was still there.

Naturally, there are also people who don't care about Wang Yu, the children of the second room, the third room and the side branches of the Xiao family, and their eyes are still looking at Wang Yu - eating soft rice, and there are a few sons and brothers who smile at Wang Yu, but there is murderous intent in their eyes.

Wang Yu naturally knows what's going on, there is no man in the Xiao family's room, only the eldest lady of the Xiao family has a daughter, and even if there are men in the second and third rooms of the Xiao family, they are all muddy and can't be on the wall, if it weren't for this, the old lady Xiao would not have decided to pass on the Xiao family's family business to Miss Xiao to take charge and find a son-in-law for her.

Wang Yu returned to his courtyard, but tonight's situation was different from the past, but the lamp in the embroidery building of Miss Xiao was on. Seeing Wang Yu come in, Lian Xing, who was standing at the door, turned his head and entered the embroidery building of Miss Xiao to report, but Wang Yu consciously stopped outside the embroidery building.

Xiulou is a woman's private territory in the Great Song Dynasty, and when the owner has not opened his mouth to invite, he should keep a certain distance, and Wang Yu still has this demeanor.

Maybe I will be able to meet Xiao Shiyun, his nominal wife, tonight, Wang Yu thought about it, and there was still a little expectation in his heart, after all, the two had never met, and they didn't even know each other's appearances, and there was always curiosity and even reverie.

As for the fact that the other party ran away from marriage on the day of the visit, Wang Yu believes that the other party is just a seventeen or eighteen woman, and it is natural for her to instinctively resist blind marriage and dumb marriage. On that day, if it weren't for the father's life, if it weren't for the fact that the female strong man of the Xiao family was too powerful, Wang Yu himself would have wanted to escape from the marriage, so he would not blame the other party too much for this.

This is the mature nature brought by the later generations, and it will never be because of the momentary mistakes of others, and the hatred will be so much that it will be ruined to the death.

Wang Yu is different from those shallow traversers, he thinks that his face is earned by himself, and it is never given by others, and he is incompetent, so don't blame others for looking down on him!

After a while, a slender figure followed the star out, the woman had a gorgeous appearance, a generous demeanor, and a quiet and skillful demeanor, which was the invitation to the moon that replaced Miss Xiao and Wang Yu that day.