Get up early and ask for a recommendation ticket!By the way, if you have spare money, ask for a reward, just a dime, the red letter is happy, Mo Da~

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This is a song that Hong Xiaobao liked very much before he crossed into this world, called "Silk Play", which is very meaningful. At this time, Yun Caixiao was sitting beside him, and his voice was faint, and he hummed unconsciously: "Only without you can it be regarded as original sin, and without a heart, it is a good match." You are ragged and I paint, walking side by side over the mountains and waters, you are haggard, I will be bright for you......"

The two of them just like that, one, the other sings, sitting back to back, the picture is surprisingly harmonious, everything is so beautiful.

Time is rushing, and the night is late.

"Sister Cai Xiao," the two sat for a while, Hong Xiaobao knew that Yun Cai Xiao's physical condition was not very good today, and whispered: "Go back early, don't be too tired in the past two days, when you recuperate, you will disperse the condensation qi and recondense the true qi that was dispersed before." Leave the rest to me, don't dare to say anything else, there is no problem with making money to support your daughter-in-law!"

Well, it's true, a warrior's daughter-in-law is not easy to raise, and any medicine you take is astronomical. Fortunately, there are Tianzhu to provide the formula, plus our balance and hourglass, at least the five-star medicine is not worried.

"Well, okay, then I'll go back first," Yun Caixiao lowered his head slightly, his pretty face was slightly blushing, and said, "Brother Xiaobao, you should also rest early, don't get tired." ”

"Don't worry, your little brother is invincible!" sent Yun Caixiao to her residence in the palace, Caiyun Tower, Hong Xiaobao smiled: "Okay, it's time, just wait for my good news!"

"Yes, good. Yun Cai Xiao answered, and returned to the building.

Leaving Caiyun Tower, Mengxian Ji's voice sounded in his ears: "Oh, young man, there is a future, judging from the old man, this good girl, a heart is basically tied to you!"

Xiao Sanshao's voice also came: "Well, yes, especially the movable type printing you talked about before, it's very thoughtful! ”

"Nonsense, is the person I Mengxian Ji fancied worse?" Hearing the laughter of the old opponent Sanshao praising Hong Xiaobao, Mengxian Ji also felt that there was light on his face, but it was obvious that he was more interested in Hong Xiaobao's next plan, and asked: "Boy, the old man can imagine the big news you said before." But you really already have an idea for that novel? Can you tell the old man about it?"

"Yes, yes, I want to hear it too!" Xihong suddenly let out, and then his chubby head appeared in front of Hong Xiaobao.

So cute!

"Of course I have ideas, I've already thought about it," mentioning this, Hong Xiaobao naturally had absolutely no problems, and said with a smile: "The name of this novel is "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", which tells the story of how a simple stupid child grows into a generation of heroes......"

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is the work of Jin Yong, a great writer on the earth, before Hong Xiaobao crossed over. This work can be described as a familiar story to Chinese on the earth, and the TV series has been adapted more than a dozen times alone, especially after the crossing, this world itself belongs to the fantasy world of martial arts, and it is naturally easier to have an audience when it comes to telling such a story.

The world background of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, but Hong Xiaobao is so smart, on the basis of keeping the plot of the characters unchanged, he casually fictionalized some times and places, which can also be said to be seamless and fascinating.

In this way, I talked all the way, and when I returned to the Xuanxiao Pavilion where I was, this legend of the Condor Heroes had just begun to talk about it, talking about Bao Xi, who was exiled to Niujia Village in Jiangnan with her husband Yang Tiexin, who saved the prince of Jin, Wanyan Honglie, but caused her husband and brother-in-law Guo Xiaotian to die here.

In Hong Xiaobao's narration, the characters are vivid, and soon the appetite of several old grandfathers was aroused, and Meng Xianji kept roaring: "Damn! Damn! This is a beautiful man, he should kill his whole family! Kill his entire country!"

"Well, it's really hateful, but old guy, I don't agree with you killing them all," Xiao Sanshao began to contradict Meng Xianji again: "The position issue itself can't say who is right and who is wrong, I think that in fact, everyone can sit down and talk about it, and it is nothing more than negotiation between countries to see who can get more bargaining chips." ”

"Negotiate, you ball!" Meng Xianji pulled Xiao San Shao and went out: "Come on, come on, the old man will have a good talk with you today!" The two ghosts went out in an instant, and the ping-pong began to fight.

Hong Xiaobao: "......"

Well, it's good to get used to it slowly......

"Xiaobao," at this time, Xihong's chubby head came over: "What are you going to do tomorrow?" Hehe, you want to get this newspaper or something, it doesn't seem that there are enough people, right?"

"Well, I'll go out for a walk tomorrow and look for any suitable candidates," Hong Xiaobao said with a smile: "Anyway, the technical requirements are not very high, just choose whoever is pleasing to the eye." Well, I will go to Nuanchun Building again and ask Aunt Lan for some help. ”

Qinglou is generally a place where information circulates relatively quickly. If you want to sell "Jianghu Events", it is naturally the best way to contact the warm spring dew who has always had a good relationship, and the lotus seat behind them.

Now that you've made a plan, you're ready to go out. As a result, as soon as he walked to the door, Fang Xinghan rushed in in a hurry: "Xiaobao, come and take a look, are these words written below okay?" Well, he is really very concerned about this matter, after all, his name will remain in history, and as long as there is movable type printing, his name will not be forgotten for a day. Naturally, it is impossible not to attach importance to such a good deed, so he wrote thousands of words overnight, each of which is about the size of a fingernail, neat and very beautiful.

"I'll take a look," Hong Xiaobao took the paper, looked at it carefully, and expressed great satisfaction: "It's good-looking, it's good-looking! It's worthy of Uncle Fang, your handwriting is really beautiful." ”

Well, after all, he is the head of the Holy Son Academy, and he doesn't dare to say that he is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, at least the word book is absolutely fine.

"Really, is it really possible?" Fang Xinghan's face was full of surprise, as long as Hong Xiaobao nodded, this matter would basically be settled!

Now Fang Xinghan's eyes are obviously different when he looks at Hong Xiaobao, although as the supreme sect leader, he will not be too low-voiced, but the concern in his tone is still obvious: "Well, Xiaobao, next, what do you think we should do? I happen to know some pretty good craftsmen down there, why don't you call them?"