Upper capital.

Imperial Palace, Taihe Hall.

The night breeze is blowing.

Zhou Tianzi Ji Feng sat at the table, holding a pen to correct the folds, and each fold was reviewed very carefully, and he often thought for a long time before starting to correct.

Fifty-year-old Ji Bong ascended the throne at the age of twenty-one.

Reigned for twenty-nine years, he was diligent and diligent in managing the government, and he was a well-known diligent monarch, and the only thing that was criticized during his reign was the matter of "harmony with the demon clan".

At that time, the first emperor died violently, the Great Zhou Dynasty was in turmoil, internal and external troubles, and the demon and barbarian clans were eyeing each other.

Zhou Tianzi Ji Feng was forced to seal several palace maids as princesses, and stabilized the demon clan in a friendly way.

Even if the country is stable now and there is no longer a need to be with relatives and aliens, Ji Feng is still angry and feels sorry for the ancestors of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Ji Feng picked up a fold again, and gradually looked into his mind, with a smile on his face from time to time, and nodded his head frequently.

Even the chief eunuch who was waiting for him told Empress Jiang that she was coming, but he didn't hear it.

"Your Majesty, why are you so happy?" Queen Jiang picked up a bowl of "white fungus pear soup" and handed it over, and said softly: "The weather is dry, drink some pear soup to moisten your throat." ”

"Hahaha, queen, look at Li Maotong and Wang Fu's joint performance." Ji Feng took the soup bowl and took two sips and put it down, and couldn't help but say:

"This Confucian named Lu Fang is really a pillar of the country!"

"Demon Words ......" Queen Jiang finished reading the words, and then looked at the content of the following recitals, and immediately understood why Ji Feng was so happy.

Ji Feng's wish was to make the Great Zhou Dynasty prosperous during his reign, so as to prevent the situation when the first emperor died violently again.

Even if you can't destroy the demon barbarian race, you can't let the demon barbarian power rise.

The proverb of the demon prophet "King of Ten Thousand Trees" is in the heart of Ji Feng.

Now there is another Confucian named Lu Fang, who is so outstanding, no wonder he is so happy.

"Reward!" Ji Feng stroked his beard and laughed.

I wanted to reward Lu Fang with a knighthood, but after thinking about it for a while, I felt that it was inappropriate.

Lu Fang is indeed a genius, and he also condensed the spirit of the book when he wrote idle essays, and made a manifestation-level demon poem.

But there is no merit, and the title is not justified.

"Let's reward him for entering Wenyuan Academy first, and let him ...... by passing on the message."

The next day, the "Great Zhou Wenbao" in Beijing informed the world of the proverbs of the demon prophet "King of Ten Thousand Trees", the demon clan's assassination of the proverbs, and the imperial court's demon slaying action.

A heroic and ambitious "Demon Words" was born, which made the people in Beijing applaud.

Another elegant article "Liao Zhai Yizhi Nie Xiaoqian" appeared in the newspaper.

Those who have read this elegant article have mixed reviews.

But for this Confucian scholar named Lu Fang, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

……

"Hey, hey, hey......"

Lu Fang looked at the scent of a book that was like a silk thread wrapped around his hand, and smiled from ear to ear.

When he got up early in the morning, he was thinking hard about how to let more people, and when he saw "Liao Zhai Yizhi Nie Xiaoqian", a large number of books appeared out of thin air.

This proves that many people have watched "Liao Zhai Yizhi Nie Xiaoqian".

'What's going on?' ’

Lu Fang was puzzled, an hour or two had passed, and the aroma of books was still increasing.

Seeing that the first wisp of the one-foot-long book fragrance was complete, and the second wisp of book fragrance was divided into eighteen "color lines" and began to continue to entangle, there was no intention to stop.

"Young Master!" Xiao Tao shouted at the top of her throat, stretched out her hand and shook Lu Fang vigorously, "Young Master, are you okay?" ”

"If you keep shaking, I'm really going to have something."

Lu Fang didn't have a good qi, but he wasn't afraid that Xiao Tao would be able to see the aroma of the book, only he could see this thing.

Yesterday, Lu Fang returned to Lu Mansion from the county government and brought back Li Yu, who was a personal bodyguard.

Last night, Lu Fang cheekily slept on the floor in Lu Ling's boudoir, and also chatted a lot with his sister, such as the proverbs of the King of Ten Thousand Trees, such as the Li Mansion must move to Beijing in the future.

As soon as the morning dawned, Lu Ling went to sell the Lu family's grange and business.

"Young master, you kept smirking just now, and you were still looking at your hands, I thought you were ...... Young master, don't be angry, you know I'm stupid. ”

Little Peach withdrew her hand.

"Are you stupid?" Lu Fang squinted at the playful "little round face" in front of him, reached out and pinched her face and lifted it up.

Xiao Tao was pinched by Lu Fang's face, and a pair of dark eyes blinked, his face full of disbelief.

"Oops!"

It was also a coincidence, at this time, Xiao Tao's feet slipped, and a forward "head hammer" smashed into Lu Fang's face.

As if he had expected it, Lu Fang stretched out his hand and pressed it on Xiao Tao's head.

Xiao Tao fell, laughed dryly, took two steps back, and repeated the technique was another accidental head thump attack.

As a result, Lu Fang pressed his head again, and he joked: "Xiao Tao, you were stupid when you were a child, but you are not stupid at all when you grow up, your bad luck is aimed at Young Master Ben?" Not allowed in the future. ”

"Young master, I can't understand what you're talking about."

Xiao Tao pretended to be stupid and said.

Lu Fang didn't care either, it was estimated that this method was thought up by Lu Ling, how could he be unlucky when he encountered his predecessor.

After being infused with talent, some people are still careless, and they can't see it.

Last time, after removing the evil ghost, he was hit by Xiao Tao, and Lu Fang completely understood it, but he didn't want to debunk it on the spot.

"If you don't understand, forget it, you go and ask someone to buy two jars of good osmanthus stuffed back."

Lu Fang commanded.

The female Confucian Li Yu likes to drink osmanthus wine, so she asked Xiao Tao to buy some back and send it to the set.

When he heard Li Yu's name before, he felt familiar.

When I chatted with Lu Ling last night, I remembered that this female Confucian was a famous talented woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At the age of sixteen, he wrote the song "Like a Dream, Last Night's Rain and Storm", which he read in his previous life, and joked at the time: "It would be so pleasant if I could cook wine and talk with such a talented woman." ”

Li Qingzhao in his previous life had no chance.

Lu Fang unexpectedly came to the mysterious Great Zhou Dynasty, but he met Li Yu in this world, which can be regarded as his wish.

After Xiao Tao left with a weak face.

Lu Fang sniffed the aroma of the book in his hand, there was no taste at all, he pinched it into a pill, put it in his mouth and melted it in his mouth.

In an instant, a powerful energy poured into the limbs.

He only felt energetic, and his whole body was full of strength.

"Just eating a little book aroma doesn't seem to be able to break through the realm, but the effect of restoring physical strength and 'potential' is remarkable."

Lu Fang muttered to himself.

After making the demon words, he was infused with talent and righteousness, and he directly crossed the first and second orders of the ninth rank and came to the third order of the ninth grade.

You can use individual sentences of poetry to show the offensive and defensive posture with Haoran righteousness.

Maybe it's because the demon word is not really made by himself, even if it is a manifestation-level word, there are very few talents and righteousness condensed.

I heard Li Yu say that this situation is very rare, and I don't know what is going on.

It also broke the idea that Lu Fang wanted to use poems that the Great Zhou Dynasty did not have to improve his realm.

Let's not say that there are not many such poems, even if there are many, they can only condense such a little talent and righteousness, and it is estimated that they will not be able to improve much of their realm.

The reason why I was able to cross the two realms this time was also because of the pen-writing flower realm of Jiupin, and there was not much Haoran righteousness needed.

In this way, it is better to wait for the good time to make a splash with poetry.

'There are so many book aromas, I think I can lead to a second book. ’

Lu Fang stretched his waist, came to the bed in the outer room, closed his eyes and lay down, and silently recited the ink pen and calligraphy three times in his mouth.

Fall asleep in the blink of an eye.

Lu Fang appeared in the ink pen book realm in a hazy way, and the book spirit Yan Chixia also appeared beside him, and the book spirit at this moment has been promoted to the eighth rank and third order.

The book spirit will improve with Lu Fang's realm, and he will be a powerful fighter in the future.

Lu Fang came to the front of the colorful ink, gritted his teeth and was ruthless, took out all the book aromas, and pinched them into a "bait" the size of a ping-pong ball.

Call out the ink rod and place the bait on the ink hook.

As soon as the bait was thrown above the book man, three book people jumped up at the same time, and as soon as they touched the book aroma, the book man was frozen in the air.

"Yi Hui's heart."

"Wood and Stone Alliance."

"You can't even drink wine, women can't think, people can't fight back when they are bullied, what else can they do? It's better to die early, and come happily. ”

The words of the three books seem to be somewhat familiar.

"Huh?" Lu Fang found that he could not move the ink stick again, and could only move at a small distance of three book people.

After studying it for a while, he came to the conclusion that he could only choose one of the three book people who were fixed in mid-air.