"I already have an idea, and I'm ready to start writing in the next few days!"

Li Er's pupils dilated suddenly, and his chin lifted lightly. Said with interest: "Really? Is it the Condor Heroes? ”

Li Yi's body was stiff and stiff, his eyes were dull, and a monstrous wave instantly set off in his heart, and he said calmly on the surface: "How does my father-in-law know about the Condor Heroes?" ”

Li Er's mind was all on Li Yi's new book, so he didn't see Li Yi's abnormality, and when he heard Li Yi's question, he naturally replied: "You said it yourself!" I remember what you said about the Condor Trilogy, in addition to the Condor and the Condor, there is also a legend of the Heavenly Qilin! ”

"Whew!"

Li Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and secretly wiped his sweat.

Come to think of it.

As soon as Li Eryi said, he remembered that the name of the Yitian Qilin Biography was still made up by him, and the prototype was the Yitian Dragon Slayer, because this was the Tang Dynasty, the word dragon slaying could not be used, and Li Yi could only change his name. In fact, at that time, it was almost revealed, but in fact, the last two parts of the Condor Trilogy were not very good. For example, the Condor has a death plot in it, that is, the little dragon girl is defiled, which is not easy to write and cannot be written.

It is said that Mr. Jin Yong thought that this plot had been sent by readers to the blade, if Li Yi dared to write like this, it was estimated that it would not be as simple as sending a blade, he felt that Li Er could defile him like a little dragon girl, he really didn't dare to take the risk.

Then Yitian Slaying the Dragon, let's not say the name first, let's talk about the background, it is actually a foreign race ruling the Central Plains, let's not say whether this is the truth, that is, this background is taken to the Tang Dynasty, it is estimated that Li Yi can be drowned by spit. Okay, now that His Majesty has become a Khan, you still write about foreign domination of the Central Plains, this is no longer death, but death.

"Can't write, resolutely can't write!"

Li Yi made up his mind and didn't dare to write anything, the Condor had already taken the risk, but fortunately, the Condor only wrote about the Mongol invasion in the early stage, which belonged to the confrontation mode, and no one would say anything. But if the Condor trilogy is written together, it will be a big deal.

"Uncle Li, I haven't conceived the Condor Heroes yet, after all, the Condor has already been written as a legend, the sequel is not easy to write, and the son-in-law doesn't want to be perfunctory, so I haven't planned to write it in recent years!"

"What you said also makes sense, you can't be sloppy, then you can think about it." Li Er nodded indifferently, and then said, "Then what are you going to prepare?" ”

Li Yi was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Li Er to be so obsessed with him, think about it, there were few entertainment programs in ancient times, although Li Er was diligent, he also needed to relax, it was rare to have a good thing to relax, how could he give up, I have to say that for the ancients, it was definitely the best choice for relaxation, which could not only delight the body and mind, but also not lose the identity of a literati. In other words, it can be both cool and pretending to be ~ forced, which is definitely a must-have choice for literati and ink writers.

Moreover, what Li Yi doesn't know, the reason why the Tang Dynasty is so popular is that at least half of the credit for the Condor Shooting Heroes has to be given, and now, half of the Tang Dynasty people know the existence of the Legend of the Condor Heroes, which shows the popularity of this book.

Regardless of the people, even the bigwigs in the court, the emperor's relatives, the harem concubines, and even the old scholars in the Chongwen Pavilion also respect the Legend of the Condor Heroes, and they can often be heard talking about the plot in the Condor Archery.

Li Yi doesn't know about these yet, mainly because he didn't investigate, and no one looked for him, which also benefited from his identity and status, the identity higher than him is very reserved, and the identity lower than him does not have the guts, so Li Yi has never been urged to change, it can be said that he is the author who has lived the most comfortable life throughout the ages. However, Li Yi has now planned to order someone to do a detailed investigation later, he wants to know what impact the future generations will have on the Tang Dynasty, if possible, Li Yi does not mind letting the glory of the Ming and Qing dynasties advance by a few hundred years.

These thoughts flashed through Li Yi's mind, and then he remembered Li Er's question, the choice of the next book. After thinking about it for a while, Li Yi had an idea, although he had watched a lot in his previous life, there were only a few martial arts ones, and most of the rest he watched were TV series, and the few he watched were his favorites.

This time he was going to write a book that he had read no less than three times in his previous life.

After making up his mind, Li Yi stood up, walked quickly to the desk, signaled to Li Yi, and then picked up the pen and rice paper on the table, and kept thinking about it, the ethereal figure, the chic demeanor, the magnificent and treacherous rivers and lakes and the dreamlike legend.

Thinking about it, Li Yi's eyes gradually became dull, but the feeling of his eyes was getting brighter and brighter, and his expression was a little dull, but his left hand was grinding ink very skillfully, and the whole person looked weird, but it was very coordinated.

Li Eryi was shocked at first when he saw Li Yi's state, and then seemed to think of something, and suddenly became excited, he still vaguely remembered that this was the state when Li Yi wrote horses in the palace, if it was right, Li Yi is likely to be able to write a masterpiece again.

Li Er's eyes lit up, and there was both expectation and heat in them.

I didn't let Li Er wait long, I saw Li Yi stunned for a moment, and then suddenly his temperament changed greatly, his right hand naturally lifted the pen, his eyes were concentrated, and he gave a low shout, and suddenly put down the pen.

"Brush, brush!"

It was done in one go, without the slightest lag, and Li Yi finished writing.

Li Er walked quickly around the desk, came to Li Yi's side, and when he saw Li Yi finish calligraphy, he couldn't help but applaud.

I saw dozens of words written elegantly on the one-foot-square rice paper, with elegant strokes and natural structure, which made people feel an ethereal atmosphere at a glance.

Then, Li Er carefully looked at what Li Yi wrote, and couldn't help but read aloud.

"Wen Jun has a white jade beauty, carved with wonderful hands, extremely graceful, and yearning for it. Tonight, when I step on the moon to get it, Jun Su Yada will not make me go back and forth in vain. - Chu Liuxiang! ”

"Thousands of miles of stealing, stepping on the moon to stay fragrant. What a fairy character, this is the story you want to write? ”

Li Er's expression was a little strange, both admiration and disdain, and there seemed to be a trace of hatred, but Li Yi didn't see it.

"Yes, this is the story I want to write, the legend of Chu Liuxiang, what does my father-in-law think?"

Li Er was stunned for a long time, and then didn't say anything, first carefully rolled up the ink with dried rice paper and put it aside, it seemed that he was ready to occupy it directly.

Then he strode back to his seat, his face full of seriousness.

"Okay, you can write it if you want to, but it must be written before the year, and you have other things to do after the year, so it's decided, after writing a volume, let people send it to the palace first, and I'll help you review it."

Li Yi's body shook.

What's the situation? Finished writing years ago? Isn't that less than two months away? Isn't that a joke?

However, Li Yi was about to refute, but was directly interrupted by Li Er.

"Alright, I came to you with a serious matter."

Li Yi looked at the sky speechlessly, and forcibly held back what he was about to say.

Deliberately, he certainly did it on purpose.