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He Wanru held "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and put it in front of He Changwen like a treasure.

"Dad, this book is for you."

He Changwen smiled and pinched his beard, "What?" Did something happen today? ”

"No, I just want to show my dad this script."

He Wanru stuck out her tongue, "Dad, you must watch it." ”

He Changwen's eyes swept the cover of the script, and his face immediately turned bad.

It's that Qinglian again!

March is just over, and you're still here in April?

"It's ...... Martial arts scripts? He Changwen looked at He Wanru, "Wanru, there is really nothing to do to find a father?" ”

"Nope." He Wanru put her hands behind her back, her fingers intertwined, "Daddy, after reading it, remember to tell me what it says." ”

He Changwen looked at He Wanru suspiciously, and then said with a smile, "I know, Dad will watch it when he has time." ”

"Thank you, Dad." He Wanru shook He Changwen's arm coquettishly, and then trotted away.

After a stick of incense, He Wanru's personal maid was called to He Changwen's study.

"Miss didn't do anything today?"

"No, no." The maid shook her head busily.

"What's going on with this?" He Changwen nodded at "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in front of him.

The maid's face was embarrassed, "Old, sir, Miss won't let me say it." ”

"Say, I won't tell her." He Changwen said in his heart Sure enough, he still doesn't know about his baby daughter?

Sure enough, something was hidden from him.

The maid glanced at He Changwen cautiously, and then said in a low voice, "It's rumored outside, Qinglian's script will definitely not sell." ”

"Miss was not convinced, so she bought it back, and made a bet with someone, saying that she would definitely read it......"

He Changwen couldn't help but cough lightly twice and waved his hand, "Okay, you go down." ”

As if she had been pardoned, the maid hastened to bow down and leave.

"This little girl ......" He Changwen shook his head helplessly and smiled, "I don't want to see it, but let her father do this errand." ”

"It's this Qinglian again, don't let me find you, otherwise ......" He Changwen still opened "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

There's no way, the things that my baby daughter confesses still have to be.

He didn't know about martial arts, but he thought it should be similar to a martial arts script.

Eighty percent of the stories in it can't escape fighting, killing, and killing.

Let's look at a small part in the front first, and make it up in the back.

He Changwen began to read with the intention of coping with things......

An hour later, the door of the study was gently pushed open, and He Wanru poked her little head in, "Daddy......"

He Changwen suddenly woke up at this time, "Wanru, what's wrong?" ”

He Wanru stuck out her tongue and walked into the study with a smile, "Dad, what are you doing?" ”

"Look at the script you gave me." He Changwen replied subconsciously and picked up the notebook in his hand.

At this time, he was shocked.

Before he knew it, he had already seen the middle book!

He Wanru was also stunned.

She never expected that her father, who was concentrating on studying the classics of the sages and sages on weekdays, would spend so long reading the script.

And I have already seen the middle volume.

"Dad, isn't this a good one?"

He Changwen put down the "Legend of the Condor Heroes" in his hand, "Qinglian's words written this time are very good. ”

Hearing her father say this, He Wanru suddenly showed a happy smile on her face, "I'll just say, can the script written by Qinglian still look good?" ”

"People outside say that Qinglian will definitely be planted this time, and I think they are jealous of Qinglian's talent."

He Wanru grabbed He Changwen's arm, "Dad, tell me quickly, what is written in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"?" ”

This question stopped He Changwen.

He Changwen was stunned for a moment, and instantly recalled the storyline in the script in his mind, but it was a little difficult to summarize it.

The story framework of this script is very large, and the hatred of the country and the family, as well as the children of the rivers and lakes, are written into it.

If you really want to write a story about a simple cloth named Guo Jing who wanders the rivers and lakes, it is too thin to summarize this script.

Every character in it has flesh and blood, and it's all a story.

Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Yang Kang, Mu Nianci, Huang Yaoshi, Ouyang Feng......

Which one isn't impressive?

What's more, the national contradictions and struggles in it have sublimated the story to an unprecedented height.

It's like looking at a real piece of history.

"It's hard to say...... I'll tell you after Dad finishes reading it. He Changwen said.

"Huh?" He Wanru was stunned, this was the first time, and her father actually said that he would read all the scripts.

Is this "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" really so good-looking?

Why don't I take a look at it too?

No, no, the martial arts script doesn't mean anything at all, so I don't want to read it.

But Daddy has been seeing it all the time, it must be not bad, right?

He Wanru left He Changwen's study with a lot of questions in her heart.

He Changwen refocused his attention on the notebook in his hand.

Another hour has passed,

He Changwen closed the script and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "This script is amazing." ”

"Qinglian...... How can you write such a book!? ”

"No wonder it's called a martial arts script, although it is writing martial arts, but the chivalry in it, as well as the feelings of worrying about the country and the people, is the true meaning of the words."

"It's incredible......"

He Changwen frowned, looked at the three volumes of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" on the table, and fell into a tangle.

After a while, He Changwen Huo Ran got up, picked up the full set of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and hurriedly left the study.

He Wanru, who was just about to come over to see the situation, hurriedly shouted, "Dad, where are you going?" ”

"Dad is going to Hanlin Academy."

"Then ......" He Wanru still wanted to ask "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", but she didn't dare to disturb her father's big affairs, so she could only pout helplessly "Oh".

He Changwen rushed to the Hanlin Academy, and it happened that Lao Li Li Wenbin was still there.

"Lao Li, come quickly." He Changwen waved at Li Wenbin.

As soon as Li Wenbin saw He Changwen's expression, he knew that there was something good, and hurriedly trotted over, "What?" Isn't there something good? ”

"It's a good thing." He Changwen pulled Li Wenbin to the desk and put "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in front of Li Wenbin.

Li Wenbin was stunned, and then looked at He Changwen incredulously, "Old He, is this a script?" ”

He Changwen nodded.

"Are you crazy? Looking at this thing in Hallym Temple? Li Wenbin hurriedly closed the door, "Last time, "The Last time, "Whispering" can still be said to be for the master of Taibai. ”

"Again? It's really bad to be seen by others, even if there won't be any problems, but it's inevitable to be pointed at behind your back. ”

He Changwen didn't say much, "You read it first, and we'll talk about it after reading it." ”

Li Wenbin turned his head and left, "Lao He, such a thick script must have millions of words, right?" I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first. ”

He Changwen grabbed Li Wenbin's sleeve, "Lao Li, can I still harm you?" If you believe me, you'll know after reading it...... Taibai's handwritten book allows you to read it for half an hour. ”

As soon as he heard Taibai's handwritten handwriting, Li Wenbin suddenly showed a smile on his face, "One hour." ”

"Okay! For an hour, you are not allowed to get started. He Changwen also let go.

Taibai's handwritten handwriting, even if her daughter wants to read it, she has to be careful, for fear of leaving a little wrinkle on it.

"Deal!" Li Wenbin sat down decisively and opened "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

Then, there is no then.

Two hours later,

It was already dark.

Li Wenbin closed "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", his face was complicated, "It's the first time I've seen words and can write to this extent." ”

"This Qinglian is a great talent."

He Changwen looked at Li Wenbin with a blazing gaze, "Old Li, don't you think it's a good time now?" ”

Li Wenbin was slightly stunned, and then seemed to remember something, and his eyes suddenly froze, "The Northern Liang War!?" ”

"Not bad!" He Changwen affirmed, "Although martial arts have long declined, martial arts are indispensable in war. ”

"As soon as this statement came out, it simply raised the momentum of martial arts to a higher level, and it may be of great benefit to the Northern Liang War!"

Li Wenbin frowned, "Old He, do you want to think about it again?" ”

"Since ancient times, such a major event as war luck has been the first saint classics, then the art of war and strategy, and then the poems, which is still stained with the light of the literary saint list."

"When will the war rely on the script to boost luck and gather luck?"

He Changwen patted Li Wenbin on the shoulder, "Lao Li, since poetry and writing are okay, why can't the script?" ”

"In order to gather luck, we have fought for the Wenchang monument in various counties, aren't we just unwilling to give up a little bit of fame?"

"Now that the war in Northern Liang is about to start, it is very likely to affect the entire northern battlefield, and our Great Jin Dynasty's war luck cannot be lost."

Li Wenbin was still a little hesitant.

He Changwen finally said, "We are the Hanlin Academy, even we are timid, do we still expect others to fail?" ”

Li Wenbin was finally moved, "Okay, I'll go crazy with you this time!" ”

"You and I will be on the books immediately!"