The crowd laughed.

"That's too! There is a wine spring in Bega, and it is in Lingxu City! The water is sweet and clear, and the aroma is strong, and you stand by the spring for a while, and you get drunk. ”

He Lingchuan smiled. This is true, Lingxu City really has a natural wine spring, called "Mash Spring". The water is indeed sweet and mellow, with a slight taste of wine, but it is not clear, but a little cloudy.

The ancients talked about this according to the book, but they often gaged and played freely.

In his mouth, Lingxu City and Bega were plated with oil painting-like colors, intense, absurd, and gorgeous.

The drinkers listened leisurely.

Dong Rui took a boiled peanut and asked He Lingchuan: "He is talking such nonsense, do you have no opinion?" ”

"When it comes to storytelling, the more absurd and bizarre it is, the more people listen to it; If you talk about ordinary things in the mountains and wilderness, how can the locals give money? He Lingchuan didn't mind, "The more people come to listen, the more people are familiar with it, which is our goal." ”

Edutainment, if the audience can't enjoy it, the effect of your "teaching" will be diluted.

After eating and drinking, He Lingchuan settled the bill, rewarded the storyteller with the big money he found, and then returned to the merchant house.

Now Fu Liushan lives here.

When He Lingchuan found him, he was sitting in front of the desk, holding a pen in one hand and a wine jug in the other.

Write and take a sip.

Take a sip and think again.

Dong Rui threw a bag of boiled peanuts in front of him, and He Lingchuan handed him a piece of paper:

"Wipe your mouth."

There was a circle of ink around this person's mouth, and it was black.

Biting the tip of a pen is really not a good habit.

Fu Liushan peeled peanuts while reporting to the owner of He Island, and recently had four or five new books. Dong Rui was secretly funny when he heard it on the side, doesn't the surnamed Fu like to go to restaurants to eat and talk about books, why is he more attentive to the book?

"I've seen so many anecdotes in my life that I can't finish it, I can't finish it at all."

He Lingchuan took the draft and read it carefully, and found that the contents of his books were all famous war scenes in the history of the Shining Gold Plain.

"These guys aren't busy. I've got a new story here that you need to work on. ”

"Oh?" Fu Liushan's eyes lit up, "Where are you going to stir up the wind and rain?" ”

"Not me." He Lingchuan denied it insincerely, "We just happened to know." ”

Dong Rui swallowed a peanut and echoed: "Yes, it's a coincidence." ”

Fu Liushan secretly rolled his eyes, took a new piece of white paper, and dipped the tip of the pen in ink again:

"Listen up."

Then, He Lingchuan told the story of the battle between Shixuantou and Liuping, and Dong Rui added from the side.

Fu Liushan wrote hard, sometimes interrupting them and asking questions.

Come on, just look at all these two people who can answer, and you know that this matter has nothing to do with them!

What is the leader of the black-armored knights, isn't that Luo Shengjia?!

On the moon on the willow tops, He Lingchuan finished dictating, and Fu Liushan memorized seven or eight pieces of paper.

"After polishing, give it to Dou Wenguan, and he will distribute the book to the storyteller to practice." In addition to going to a few taverns to talk about Gu Lao wine, Fu Liushan is now only responsible for compiling and writing stories, and occasionally has to communicate with storytellers; Other matters such as copying books, distributing them to storytellers, recruiting storytellers, and logistical supply support, etc., are all in charge of Dou Wenguan.

"How can it be so fast?" Fu Liushan expressed his dissatisfaction with his layman, "Shijiatou and Liuping are not far away, I have to go to it myself, listen to what the people say, and add more details." ”

He Lingchuan expressed Party A's appreciation: "Master Fu entered the state very quickly. ”

"Who made you the owner of the money?" Fu Liushan said stupidly, "But the leader of the black-armored knights in your story needs a loud nickname, which can make the civilians cheer and the opponents tremble when they hear it, and it has to be catchy, which is conducive to preaching." ”

"Huh this?" He Lingchuan said casually, "You can think about it." ”

"......" people can't be kind, and if they are kind, they will make trouble for themselves, "By the way, you, no, the hero of the story is bloody, could it be influenced by Luo Shengjia?" ”

As Luo Shengjia's former seal guardian, this is what he is most worried about:

He Lingchuan is indeed tenacious and strong-willed, but after all, he is still a person.

Will Luo Shengjia subtly affect his character?

You must know that Fu Xiong, the old patriarch of the Ying Clan, was not unreasonable from the beginning, but was completely corrupted by Luo Shengjia in as long as five years.

When Dong Rui heard this, he was also stunned, and subconsciously glanced at He Lingchuan.

This person is confident: "I think, the protagonist knows what he is doing." ”

Fu Liushan shrugged his shoulders, and Fu Xiong said the same thing at first.

"You know better than I do that the inhabitants of the Shining Gold Plains are more violent and vengeful than any other place." He Lingchuan said to Fu Liushan, "Therefore, the hero they need is best to be strong, mysterious, ruthless, cruel, with thunder and compassion. ”

This needs to be reflected in the book and in the storyteller's story.

Fu Liushan nodded and pondered this sentence repeatedly:

"Thunder, compassion?"

In addition to Ah Xun, the difference between He Lingchuan and Luo Shengjia's previous masters may lie in the word "compassion", right?

"Yes." He Lingchuan stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Remember, revenge must be hearty before the people will like it." ”

At this time, the ghost ape jumped in from the window and grinned at He Lingchuan.

They go out at night to tear up living people, but they don't bring it, it's kind of boring.

He Lingchuan was straightforward: "You can't. ”

The appearance of the ghost ape is too identical, and it is easy to reveal the old background of the Black Armor Army.

The ghost ape hung his shoulders and was weak.

Dong Rui grabbed the peanut from Fu Liushan's table and handed it to it, and said to He Lingchuan: "By the way, that horn has to be repaired by the people of Songyang Mansion again, it blows like a tuberculosis ghost crying, and there is no momentum at all!" ”

Fu Liushan looked at the back of the two leaving, and then thought about what He Lingchuan had just said, and always felt a little grotesque.

The owner of He Island is brave and strategic, and Fu Liushan always feels as if he is planning some big thing, and he is carrying it out in an orderly manner.

But judging by his words and deeds, these two people have no shape all day long.

He shook his head, there was inconsistency, this is called inconsistency.

As soon as He Lingchuan went out, Wan Jifeng greeted him.

Dong Rui pulled out his legs and ran, his shoulders were sore, and he wanted to find someone to have a good massage.

Wan Qifeng followed He Lingchuan back to the study.

He Lingchuan casually put down an enchantment before asking, "Sorted out?" ”

"Alright." Wan Qifeng took out a stack of materials and asked He Lingchuan to take a look, "This is the list that we and the Chamber of Commerce have collected from all over the place, don't you know, there are many evil officials and gentry and bandit road tyrants on the Shining Gold Plain, and there are so many of them collected at will." ”

(End of chapter)