"What are you looking for me?"

Lu Fang turned his head suspiciously to look at the visitor.

"He is Lu Fang? Your little uncle? He Zixuan said in disbelief.

"Yes, he is."

Li Yu nodded reluctantly and asked, "What are you looking for him?" ”

He Zixuan dragged his fat body, bypassed Li Yu, stared at Lu Fang from top to bottom with small eyes, and hesitated: "Is that the visible-level 'demon word' you wrote?" ”

Lu Fang nodded: "Yes." ”

He Zixuan swallowed his saliva, "Yawen's 'Liao Zhai Yizhi Nie Xiaoqian' and 'Dream of Red Mansions' were also written by you?" ”

"That's right." Lu Fang leaned back with a polite smile, distancing himself from the "big pie face".

"How old are you?" He Zixuan's fat face was "twisted" together.

"Twenty." Lu Fang replied truthfully.

He Zixuan was heartbroken, beat his chest and said: "How can anyone who is twenty years old be able to make such good words and write two elegant essays?" ”

"I also condensed the spirit of the book."

Lu Fang added in due course.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

He Zixuan was choked with saliva and coughed repeatedly, and after stopping, he stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up, his expression was extremely exaggerated, as if he was saying "you cow".

I don't blame him for such a big reaction.

A twenty-year-old man made a manifest-level "demon word" and wrote two elegant essays, which is really too rebellious.

It can be said that there is no one before and no one after him.

Lu Fang copied it, so naturally he didn't feel anything in his heart.

But if it is converted to a modern college student who is in school, and a high school student has become a listed boss from scratch, you will know what Lu Fang looks like in the eyes of others in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He Zixuan calmed down his excitement and explained his intentions:

"That's right, the Holy One means to let the 'Dream of Red Mansions' you write continue to be promulgated in the Great Zhou Wen Bao, and I am here to discuss this matter with you."

"Talk?" Lu Fang smiled bitterly.

The emperor has spoken, what else can he say, it will be promulgated in the Great Zhou Wenbao, anyway, this is no better for him.

The influence of the Great Zhou Wenbao is destined to make many people see the "elegant text" he wrote, so that the fragrance of the book will not be there.

"Then how many more words do you have to write 'Dream of Red Mansions'?"

He Zixuan asked.

Hearing this, Li Yu, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but prick up her ears, she repeatedly read the first few times of Dream of Red Mansions, and the more she watched it, the more she couldn't put it down.

She is also curious about how many stories there are behind Dream of Red Mansions.

"I don't know how many words, but I'm going to write a hundred and twenty times in total, why are you asking this?"

Lu Fang asked rhetorically.

He Zixuan said with a smile: "The words promulgated in the 'Wen Bao' are all paid by the state treasury, and the 'Dream of Red Mansions' is an elegant text written by you, I want to ask you how many silver taels you want, so that you can report it to Your Majesty." ”

Lu Fang smiled from ear to ear when he heard this, he didn't even think about asking for money, someone came to send money, which was a great thing.

It's just that he has trouble again with the amount of silver.

It's not appropriate to ask for more or less.

"I don't know the rules, how much money do you think is appropriate?"

Lu Fang simply threw the question to the other party.

He Zixuan smiled, "There is no doubt that Yawen is 'priceless', but the Great Zhou Wenbao is just a carrier, and the silver taels you will definitely not be much, according to the previous highest price is one word and one tael, what do you think?" ”

The Great Zhou Wen Bao would invite people with "fame" to write an article about "national policy" or "war", which was basically a few hundred words.

One word and one tael is indeed not high, after all, a person may only have one chance in his life.

The main thing is to get a good reputation and popularity.

"No! It's too high! ”

Lu Fang shook his head again and again.

A word is a tael, and a thousand words is a thousand taels.

He vaguely remembered that Dream of Red Mansions seemed to have about 700,000 words, wouldn't that be 700,000 taels, too much, and he didn't feel solid in his heart.

"Huh?" He Zixuan blinked his eyes in confusion.

Is there anyone in the world who thinks there is a lot of silver?

Lu Fang pondered for a moment, and with a solemn expression, he hugged his fist upwards and said:

"There are too many places in the Great Zhou Dynasty that need these silver taels more than me, and there are thousands of soldiers guarding the frontier in the southeast, northwest, and northwest."

"Especially in the north all the year round, in the bitter cold land, resisting the plunder of the barbarians, there are countless casualties."

"I write too many words."

"I only need a thousand words and one tael, and the rest can add clothes to those 'heroes', and can give those 'heroic souls' descendants a better life guarantee."

"I can't defend my country and expand my territory like them, but please let me do some insignificant light for them."

"Well said!" Li Yu applauded.

If Li Yu admired Lu Fang's talent before, when he heard this impassioned remark, he admired Lu Fang from the bottom of his heart.

This is what a great writer looks like in her mind!

Bang Bang Bang!

He Zixuan couldn't help but applaud, and bowed to Lu Fang with a straight face: "Your Excellency's sage and gentlemanly demeanor is a model for our scholars. ”

……

Because of his grounding, Lu Fang spent the next few days copying "Dream of Red Mansions" in the guest room of the Li Mansion.

The rule of the ink pen book realm is that if a book is not finished, no matter how much book aroma you have in your hand, you can't fish out the next book.

Lu Fang planned to take advantage of the one-month grounding time to transcribe all the "Dream of Red Mansions", and he was looking forward to the reward of writing "Dream of Red Mansions".

The Great Zhou Wenbao was serialized three times the previous day, and it has been serialized to the nineteenth time.

"What kind of book is the Legend of the West Chamber?"

Li Yu, who was holding the paper on which "Dream of Red Mansions" was written, read it a few times more than others, and when he saw the twenty-third chapter, he couldn't help frowning and asking.

Lu Fang's injury from being scolded by the cane had healed, and he sat at his desk and continued to copy "Dream of Red Mansions", and said casually:

"Aren't there two sentences in the book?"

There is a lot of content written in "Dream of Red Mansions", and Lu Fang is afraid of committing taboos, so he deliberately asks He Zixuan to hand it over to Wen Xiang for review after writing it.

According to He Zixuan, Wen Xiang showed it directly to Zhou Tianzi, and Zhou Tianzi just praised Lu Fang's good writing, and did not say anything else.

In other words, Zhou Tianzi can write by default.

Li Yu frowned and said:

"The reviews of Dream of Red Mansions in Shangjing are very good, the storytellers in teahouses and restaurants are very fond of it, and the novel world described in the book is also loved by the people, but a very small number of people criticize you for writing a story of Fengyue."

Lu Fang smiled noncommittally, and it was not wrong to say that "Dream of Red Mansions" was a story of Fengyue, but it did not affect that it was a good book.

The Great Zhou Dynasty genius visiting the "song and dance workshop" is known as elegant, and some talents will shout after drinking a few more glasses: "Eating color is also!" ”

Some of the books described by Fengyue are not big deals.

What is good is good, and even if it is questioned for a while, it will be proven in the years to come.

"The critics are a little famous in Kyoto, and most of them have something to do with the Xiao family, such as Xiao Xun, the supervisor of Wenyuan Academy, and Xiao Jin, the main lecturer."

Li Yu reminded: "My mother said that the Xiao family may use this to attack you, you should be careful." ”