"Hurry up, let's go, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, in the latest issue of the Di newspaper of Yuewei Bookstore, there will be new poems by Xu Hanwen, let's hurry up and buy them." If it's late, there will be no more!"

"Yes! From the last issue of the Weidi newspaper, it has been predicted, saying that there will be Xu Hanwen's new work on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Presumably, this will be another famous song, and it must be a sneak peek!"

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, one of the most important festivals of the year.

The wolf demon cannibalism incident three months ago finally came to an end.

The jackal demon was not caught by the government, but it did not appear to harm anyone again, it seems that this monster left Hangzhou City, or was killed by a certain master silently.

Anyway, there were no more casualties.

Only Chu Banshan, the son of the Hangzhou garrison, suddenly disappeared, no one died, no corpse was seen, and it seemed to disappear out of thin air, which made Chu Shoubei very anxious, and sent an unknown number of people to inquire about the news, but in the end nothing was found.

Chu Gongzi really disappeared.

Even if Chu Shoubei refused to give up and persisted for a long time, but now that three months have passed, he has to accept the fact that his son should have been killed by the jackal demon!

This is grief-stricken news for Chu Shoubei, but for the people of Hangzhou City, this is very gratifying and congratulatory......

Three months have passed, and apart from the parties involved, what happened has long been forgotten and no one cares anymore.

Now the city of Hangzhou is very lively, and it looks like a peaceful and prosperous world.

Both sides of the street are full of small traders and vendors, selling lanterns, moon cakes, and dried fruits.

But in the midst of such a lively festival, there was already a long queue outside a bookstore called 'Reading Wei' that had not yet opened. And the members of the team are basically young boys, or girls in the prime of their lives.

They were all waiting for the latest issue of the bookstore.

Di Bao, similar to the newspapers of the earth in later generations, has a long history in the Dali Dynasty and has a long history.

Of course, there are still differences between newspapers and newspapers, such as not as much gossip and unreliable gossip in later generations, and it will not be full of slander and advertising.

The newspapers of the Dali Dynasty are roughly divided into two types, official and unofficial.

The content of the official newspaper is mainly to report some policies and measures of the imperial court and announce them to the world. Of course, this content must be the text that has been published in Shangshu Province, if the text that has not been published or sealed has been reported in the newspaper, it will be closed and jailed, and it will be directly beheaded!

The content of the non-official Di Bao is mainly related to poetry and songs, and various things related to readers.

Xu Xian and He Liang first partnered in Hangzhou City, opening only a calligraphy and painting shop, only selling calligraphy or calligraphy and painting.

The business did not fail and made money, but it was much more difficult than the two expected, and the profit could not be compared with the painting Xu Xian bought when he was in Qiantang County. The most important thing is that the calligraphy and paintings sold in the store must be written by Xu Xian himself, and if Xu Xian does not write, then the bookstore will be out of stock.

That's a big question.

When the bookstore first opened, Xu Xian had no problem spending a little more time writing, but if it was a long time and how many pairs of words he had to write every day, it would be a bit of putting the cart before the horse, and the gains outweighed the losses.

In this case, He Liang had an idea and transferred the main business of the bookstore from calligraphy and painting to Di Bao!

Di Bao is similar to a newspaper, naturally Xu Xian doesn't need to spend much effort, he only needs to make a poem every once in a while, and add it to the latest issue of Di Bao.

After a few months, Xu Xian took out six good poems from his stomach and published them in the content of the 'Reading Weidi Newspaper'.

And reading the Weidi newspaper, with these poems, instantly became popular in Hangzhou, and became the favorite newspaper of many students and ladies.

Even many teachers in Hangzhou Academy asked Xu Xian He Liang to keep a copy of the 'Reading Weidi Newspaper' every time he issued it.

This level of love has almost caught up with the first newspaper in the south of the Yangtze River, 'Jinling Di Daily', and the sales are rising!

There is no way, the Jinling Mansion Newspaper is backed by the Jinling Academy, one of the four major academies of the Dali Dynasty, if the students of the Jinling Academy have any good deeds, they must be published in the Jinling Mansion Newspaper for the first time, so there are many followers;

And the one behind reading the Weidi newspaper is Xu Xian......

The queue outside the bookstore is getting more and more.

The horizontal plaque directly above the bookstore reads the word 'Reading Micro', and on both sides it reads "Read the cold and warm of the world, and know the dust of life".

Reading micro is the name that Xu Xian finalized for the bookstore after thinking about it for a long time.

Finally, when the line at the door was almost all about to die at the other end of the alley, the bookstore finally opened.

"Open the door, open the door!"

"Quick, boss, I want three copies! ”

Everyone couldn't wait to move forward, and couldn't help but want to get a sneak peek. You must know that recently, Xu Xian has not published a new work in the Weidi newspaper for several issues.

Many die-hard fans of Jinling Di Bao seized this opportunity and couldn't help but laugh and say that Xu Xian was probably exhausted in Jiangnan, and it was basically impossible for a person's talent to support a Di Bao, and it was a matter of time before it ended.

Only Jinling Mansion newspaper like this can be wonderful forever.

For these gossips, Xu Xian and Yuewei Bookstore did not stand up to refute them, but they made a preview early, and in the latest issue of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xu Xian will have a new work to appear, so stay tuned.

After holding it for so long, why should you hold back a big move?

Many fans who sincerely like to read Weidi Newspaper are looking forward to this Mid-Autumn Festival periodical, Xu Xian will slap the face of those who say that he is talented in Jiangnan with a famous article, so they have come to wait in line, and there are many people who want to see Xu Xian's jokes, they want to see Xu Xian's new work this time, whether it will be very bad.

After a while, many boys and girls got the Di Newspaper, and they couldn't help but look through the contents of the Di Newspaper on the street.

The first thing I looked for was naturally Xu Xian's poetry section.

"When is the water tune song head Mingyue there? Hey, this time it's not a five-word or seven-word poem, but a word!"

"Could it be that Xu Xian is really the end of Jiangnan?"

In the Dali Dynasty, although poetry was often discussed together, there was no distinction between high and low.

But after all, poetry is the word in front, and under the same conditions, composing poetry is more difficult than composing words, and it also shows more ability.

Just like the famous passages that Xu Xian did before that spread the world, they are all poems.

Now that Xu Xian doesn't make poems, he actually makes a poem, and everyone subconsciously feels that Xu Xian is really as rumored, Jiangnan is finished, and they can't help but be disappointed.

"When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian for wine...... However, this seems to be a poem about the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is also appropriate. ”

"What's the matter with the occasion, Jinling Di Bao has recently published three consecutive issues, each of which has published poems about the Mid-Autumn Festival, and each one is very good! Look at what this is...... I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace...... Forehead...... Huh?!"

"I want to go back with the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu...... Shh

The voices of disdain soon disappeared, and some were just gasps of surprise, and the expressions on everyone's faces were wonderful.

After a long time, someone in the queue behind urged him to read Xu Xian's new work first, and then someone took a deep breath and read it out loud:

When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight?

I want to go back by the wind, and I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu,

It's cold in the heights! Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world!

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly.

There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

......

Who said that Xu Xian Jiangnan was finished? Drag him out, I will definitely not beat him to death!

This is the idea that was born in the hearts of all at the same time.

What if the words are not poems? Such words are simply like the pen of heaven and man, who dares to say which poem is better than this word?

Before this, many people felt that the Mid-Autumn Festival poems published in these issues of Jinling Mansion Newspaper were already excellent works, which were enough to be used to drink wine with poems and enjoy the moonlight on today's Mid-Autumn Festival night!

There is no harm without contrast.

As soon as Xu Xian's poem came out, several Mid-Autumn Festival poems in the Jinling Mansion newspaper suddenly didn't even count as green leaves that set off flowers, and they were not a grade at all.

Before this, Xu Hanwen had already written poems about the West Lake. As soon as this song "When Will the Bright Moon Be There", I think the words about the Mid-Autumn Festival will be extinct in the future! In front of such a masterpiece, other Mid-Autumn Festival words, can they still be eye-catching?"

"To be fortunate enough to read such a wonderful Mid-Autumn Festival word on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival is really a big white thing!"

"Today's moonlight will be enhanced by this poem!"

Originally, there were many people waiting to see Xu Xian's jokes, but now Xu Xian used a poem to convince this group of people and turn them into loyal fans of Reading Weidi Daily!

Because of this Mid-Autumn Festival, the sales volume of the Weidi newspaper rose again and again, breaking the highest record in the past, and completely overshadowing the limelight of the Jinling Di newspaper in Hangzhou. Even because of this poem, the popularity of Reading Weidi Newspaper rushed out of Hangzhou Mansion and spread to other state capitals.

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What kind of sensation was caused by a song "Water Tune Song Head: When Will the Bright Moon Be There", Xu Xian is not known for the time being.

Since the exception of Yan Daochang and Chu Banshan, there have been no more waves in Hangzhou City, and Xu Xian has made progress in his studies in the academy, cultivating the Yin God, and living a peaceful and peaceful life.

Today, he is preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival with his sister Xu Jiaorong.

Sister Xu Jiaorong came to Hangzhou City to visit him.

Originally, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the academy was on holiday for two days, and Xu Xian was going to go back to Qiantang County, but Xu Jiao refused to let it, because after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was immediately the Autumn Courtyard Examination, and it was too troublesome for Xu Xian to toss back and forth. Anyway, she didn't have anything to do now, so she simply came to Hangzhou Mansion to visit Xu Xian.

Yuewei Bookstore is now quite profitable, in three months, how much money Xu Xian's calligraphy and painting sold is second, the most important thing is that the sales of Yuewei Di are very considerable, which is a lot of income.

After He Liang had spare money in his hand, he was trying to set up a house in Hangzhou a few days ago, and then ...... Take his Ruiyun girl over.

This guy doesn't have much restraint except for food, and he doesn't have much restraint in terms of beauty. He and Ruiyun can be regarded as newlyweds, and they separated not long after the beginning, and they came to Hangzhou to study, and he missed it tightly.

Xu Xian can't look forward to his wife for the time being, or he can't look forward to coming for the time being, but he also bought a property in Hangzhou Mansion with him, and now he can be regarded as having a home in Hangzhou Mansion. After Xu Jiaorong came, she also settled down.

"Sister, in fact, you should let me go back to Qiantang County for the Mid-Autumn Festival. You see, now that you have come to Hangzhou Mansion and left your brother-in-law alone in Qiantang County, he must not be happy, right?" Xu Xian looked at Xu Jiaorong, who was busy with work, and couldn't help but quip.

"What is he not happy about. Xu Jiaorong glanced at Xu Xian and said, "You are now taking the exam in the Autumn Academy, if the delay affects your exam, no one can afford this responsibility!"

Xu Xian smiled and nodded: "I know, sister is afraid that I will not pass the autumn college exam this time, and you and your brother-in-law will not be able to get married at that time, right? Sister, you can rest assured, I will definitely pass the college exam this year and let you and your brother-in-law get married." Next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, we will be able to spend the ...... together as a family."

"Are you kid begging for a beating!" Xu Jiaorong couldn't help but knock on Xu Xian's head, and said, "Don't make trouble with me, go read and review!"

Xu Xian smiled and withdrew.

It's just that he suddenly thought silently in his heart at this time: "Next year, my wife and I, can we spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together?"

With the profundity of his cultivation, Xu Xian's prediction of what will happen in the future is becoming more and more accurate. He had an intuition in his heart that the encounter between himself and his lady should not be too far away.

The millennium of waiting is coming to an end.

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Southwest Shu land, the majestic mountains are innumerable, one of them is surrounded by a group of peaks, there are thousands of steps of Dan ladder, the four seasons are elongated, and the mountain range that is like a city stands proudly.

This is the Qingcheng Mountain, which is known as the 'Qingcheng World'.

At this time, on a mountain peak in the back mountain, the mountain spring is rippling, the clouds cover the mist, it is already the autumn season, but the sky suddenly flashes and thunders, a purple thunder and lightning pour down, a huge white snake leans out in the clouds and mist, and the thunder and lightning all fall on the snake.

In a short time, this mountain peak almost turned into a sea of thunder and lightning, and the power was terrifying to the extreme.

It was completely dark, and the day turned into night, leaving only the electric snake flashing in the air and glowing brightly.

At this time, on the stone in the center of the mountain spring, a fist-sized Neidan was placed on it, and the white snake coiled around it, and the more fierce the thunder and lightning, the more brilliant the brilliance on the Neidan, dazzling to the extreme, illuminating the valley.

I don't know how long it took, the thunder and lightning finally gradually subsided, the white snake was tempered, and Nedan also washed away the lead in the thunderbolt, and she finally swallowed Nedan in one gulp.

When I swallowed a pill of Neidan, I knew that my life was not up to heaven.

After more than 1,700 years of practice, I finally got the right fruit at this moment.

The white snake happily jumped up from the spring and flew into the misty mountains and rocks and grasses, and when it swirled out, there was no snake body, but a peerless woman with a charming face with a shallow smile on her face, appeared by the spring. She held her face in both hands, gently touched her smooth skin like mutton fat and white jade, and looked at her reflection in the spring water, quite satisfied and at the same time quite amused.

In fact, she has long been able to transform into a shape, but in the past, she was devoted to the Tao and had no distracting thoughts, until now she is about to become an immortal, and she is only one step away from moving her thoughts.

After taking care of his new delicate body, he looked at the white scales that had just retreated, and couldn't help but shake his head a little shyly, smiled slightly, blew a breath, and the white scales turned into a white dress, and with a slight wave of his arm, the clothes were already on his body.

Next, she will continue to practice in the mountains for a while.

She had already guessed that it would not be long before the South China Sea Guanyin Bodhisattva would appear at the Emei Golden Dome not far from here, and she would leave Qingcheng Mountain at that time to ask the Bodhisattva for guidance, if she passed the last step of becoming an immortal......

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