The prayer lamps all over the sky are like a beautiful dream that envelops the county town.

Until two days later, there was still some talk of it.

The people of the Han Dynasty were also amazed by the big battle on the day of Qixi Festival, especially after the accounts of the two days were summarized, and they were even more impressed by the wisdom of the lord.

"On the seventh day of the first lunar month, the net profit was five hundred and thirty-eight taels; The net profit of the eighth month was 787 taels. ”

"In addition, all the shops participating in the lantern discount have made a lot of money in the past two days, and other stores have begun to contact Zhang Tou'er and want to join in the next Qixi Festival."

Ding Guangqi, a member of the Ministry of Finance who was responsible for reporting the accounts to Li Changan, handed the summarized account book to Li Changan with both hands.

"So you won't lose money?"

Li Changan flipped through the account book and said with a smile.

Ding Guangqi's face was full of shame, when he objected at the beginning, he was the loudest, thinking that he would lose a lot of money.

As a result, Wangfu Ji not only did not lose, but made a lot of money, and took this opportunity to expand the power of the Han Jin Department outward.

It's a lot of fun.

"Recently, the Ministry of Gold has been in contact with the rouge gouache shops in the county town, and it would be best if we could win one or two." Li Changan said.

Ding Guangqi nodded yes.

"What has Uncle Zhang been busy with lately? It seems like I haven't seen him in a long time. Li Changan paused and asked.

Ding Guangqi's body suddenly froze, "Zhang ...... Zhang Touer has been busy tidying up the wine shops in the county town recently. ”

Li Changan smiled and patted Ding Guangqi's shoulder, "What are you nervous about?" Let's go back. ”

Ding Guangqi left respectfully.

Li Changan shook his head helplessly, stepping into this position, every word and deed will be infinitely amplified.

He just asked, but his subordinates were so frightened.

Soon after Ding Guangqi left, the sound transmission talisman in his arms shook slightly, and Li Changan felt it out and looked at it, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Steward Huang, what's the good news?"

"Congratulations to the son of Qinglian for ascending to the position of the master of the word." Steward Huang's voice revealed lightness,

"The dividend sharing of "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" will help Gongzi mention the level that Zongzheng should have, please rest assured."

"Steward Huang is too polite." Li Changan's mind turned slightly, and he was divided into mentioning the Zongzheng level, a script, and he could earn at least thirty percent more.

"That's as it should be." Steward Huang smiled, "There is also good news to tell Childe." ”

"Because after the list opened, Childe's reputation was too high, and several of the scripts who were originally going to publish the script in July were all tacitly moved to August."

"In July, Childe's "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" is going to dominate."

Li Changan raised his eyebrows, it is indeed good news, without these words, the sales of "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" will no longer have any impact.

The money earned is secondary.

The prestige and culture that can be gathered are crucial.

Not to mention that it can be comparable to the literary atmosphere produced by "Difficult to Walk", at least it can also allow him to imprint the natal grammar on the Qinglian Wenzhen.

"Then it's troublesome for Huang to take care of it, and it will be published at the agreed time." Li Changan smiled.

"Childe, don't worry, tomorrow on the tenth day of the first month, "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" will be on sale." Steward Huang is in a very good mood,

"By the way, all the poetry and scripts on the Tomorrow's Sacred List and the Scripts will be put into the war furnace in the north, and the three scripts of Childe may be able to cultivate grammar."

Li Changan was surprised, "The script can also contain grammar?" ”

"This is natural, and because it is based on the whole script, the grammatical potential of the script is very strong."

"Here, I will first wish Gongzi success."

"Thank you, steward."

Li Changan put away the transmission note, thought about it and took out the identity jade plate.

"Will the grammar cultivated in the text be stronger than the grammar cultivated in poetry? —C33"

"I don't know much. —C17"

"The potential will be stronger, after all, it is based on the whole script, but it also depends on the quality of the script. —C32"

"Why does Brother Li ask this? —C17"

"I just learned today that the script on the list will also be thrown into the crucible of war, so ask for it. —C33"

Heaven and Earth Courtyard, the corners of Annan's mouth curled slightly, "Are you worried?" —C32"

"Worried about what? —C33"

"Qinglian, he is also in the middle of the day now, and he can be called the strongest Tianjiao in the script. —C32"

"What does it matter to me that he writes his book? —C33"

"Duplicity. —C17"

"Brother Li is unbeatable in the poems and texts, and Qinglian is the same in the script, Brother Li is worried about being surpassed by Qinglian. —C32"

"Joke, you let Qinglian write poems and take a look. —C33"

"In May, Qinglian ranked second on the Wensheng list, just a step worse than Brother Li. —C32"

"I thought Brother Li had never worried that he would be overtaken. —C17"

Li Changan saw the words of these two people's brains, and his head was suddenly full of black lines,

"I'm going to be worried? Wait for me to write a script and press Qinglian down. —C33"

"Write quickly, write quickly, so that the whole Dajin will have a good show. —C32"

Annan is purely watching the excitement and not thinking that it is a big deal.

Putting down the identity jade card, Li Changan carefully recalled the three scripts that appeared on the list of scripts.

"Liang Zhu", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

""Heaven and Dragon Slayer" can't catch up with this trip to the book list, but "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" should be able to cultivate grammar."

"In this way, the gap between Qinglian Wen Palace and Taibai Wen Palace can also be narrowed a little."

Li Changan's fingers tapped on the tabletop, his eyes showing expectation.

……

On the tenth day of the seventh month,

The poems and scripts on the Wensheng List and the Script List have been thrown into the crucible of war.

For a time, the air above Dajin was turbulent.

The clouds in the sky are like waves, converging towards the north.

The eyes of the entire Great Jin Dynasty also looked at the northern battlefield.

The fighting, which began in April, shows no signs of abating.

On the contrary, because there were more and more Wenzong who struck, the war luck gathered on the battlefield in the north became stronger and stronger.

In the furnace of war in Beiliang City, the raging flames of war almost burned a hole in the sky.

The hundred-foot-high furnace of war is like a mountain peak, devouring the murderous and bloody aura in all directions.

It's like a huge whirlpool, churning the huge battlefield.

The sky above Beiliang City was shrouded in a dark red, which was so oppressive that it made people's hearts and livers tremble.

With a hundred texts, a hundred poems were put into it.

The fighting intensified, as if it was about to burn everything around it.

At this moment, one after another figures seemed to come from the sky, and after seeing this war that went straight to the sky, they couldn't help but stop.

"But why did the war of hundreds of thousands of soldiers last so long?"

"It's been three full months, and instead of stopping, the fighting is showing signs of intensifying."

"Could it be that the demon clan on the border of the battlefield is ready to move again?"

Two figures fell from the clouds and walked into Beiliang City.

It was the Duke of Ning Ping and the Duke of Zhenyang who came out of the Wensheng Palace of the White Deer Academy.

On the afternoon of the tenth day of the first lunar month, a sky-high light suddenly rose from the crucible of war, illuminating the dark red sky.

There is a grammar to come into the world!

The terrifying luck of war is surging, like a boundless tsunami, rushing to the border of the battlefield.

There was a loud rumbling sound of muffled thunder rolling through the air.

Ning Ping Gong and Zhen Yang Gong were at the Li family in Beiliang at this time, and after sensing such amazing war luck, they quickly set their sights on the war furnace.

"How so? It's him again!? ”

Ning Pinggong and Zhenyang Gong glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of horror in each other's eyes.