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As the most widely circulated "The Legend of the West Chamber" in the Yuan song, the plum blossom troupe, Ma Lao, and Ma Wencai were all attracted by it one by one.

Ma Lao finally finished watching the last crying banquet.

I feel a lot in my heart.

"Yang Xianggong, this play has obviously not reached the end yet, can you finish this play?"

Obviously, Ma Lao was immersed in the drama just now, and he didn't hear Yang Chen speak at all.

Yang Chen shook his head, smiled, and said again, "Ma Lao, I still have something to do today, let's write this drama here, when I'm done, when I go home, I will continue to write, you can send someone to my house to pick it up." ”

Ma Wencai and the plum blossom class master also finished watching the last play, raised their heads at this time, listened to Yang Chen's words, and said with some regret: "Don't you write it now?"

"Seeing this, do you really want to know what will happen next?"

"Do you have to wait a while?"

All three have some regrets.

Yang Chen also had no choice, and writing thirteen plays in one go had already exhausted Yang Chen, and it was a bit exhausting to write it again.

"That's it for today, but if you want to know what will happen next, there is a way, I am here to find Ma Lao, and I want to find a place in Ma Lao's teahouse to tell a story. ”

"And the story I want to tell is this West Chamber!"

"I just don't know, is there a suitable place for Ma Lao?"

Ma Lao's eyes lit up, "You want to talk about the West Chamber?"

However, in an instant, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Yang Xianggong, even though the Legend of the West Chamber is a peerless script, it sounds heart-wrenching, but if Yang Xianggong goes to tell the story in person, is there something wrong?"

"Isn't it appropriate?" Yang Chen's eyes rolled, and he turned out from his previous memory, it turned out that in this Great Zhou Dynasty, the status of storytellers was not high.

Storytellers are often some people who are old and have no way to make a living, in order to support their families, they have to tell some ancient legends and some ancient and modern strange stories in restaurants and tea shops.

Speaking of the wonderful place, someone will reward some silver taels to make ends meet.

And the noble reader will never go to the restaurant tea shop to tell the story.

They will sell what they have written to others and let others talk about it.

"It's nothing, in my eyes, the labor in the world, only the difference in positions, there is no distinction between high and low, what is wrong with storytellers, they rely on their own efforts to support themselves, they do not steal or rob, why think they are inferior?"

"You must know that all men are created equal, who dares to be superior?"

Ma Lao's eyes lit up, and he was quite shocked.

All people are created equal, who dares to be superior?

Who dares to be on top?

Then he shook his head!

Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and rats are born to make holes.

Can dragons and phoenixes be equal with rats?

They are not born equal!

Longteng Nine Heavens Shi Yun-Rain, Phoenix Dance Chang Hollow Changhong, what about mice?

It's just a hole!

I want all beings to be equal!

It's just a joke, the Great Zhou Dynasty has been a country for thousands of years, how could it ever be equal?

Between people, as long as there is a difference in wealth, as long as there is a difference in status, there will never be equality, and everyone is equal before the law, which is just a joke.

It's just a joke to fool ordinary people who don't have the ability.

For those who have the ability, equality is just talk, not true!

But I was so confused that I was shocked when I heard such a sentence. ”

And Marven is a young man, but after listening to it, his blood is boiling.

"Master, what you said is so good, if you are self-reliant, you don't steal or rob, why do you have to be inferior?"

"In the future, I will definitely study hard with Master and be a capable person, so that in this world, there will be equality everywhere, and there will be no distinction between high and low. ”

Looking at the aggressive Ma Wencai, Ma Lao did not speak.

Young people still have fighting spirit, if they are young, they will see everything through, and from then on live in chaos, how sad it is in this world!

Ma Lao shook his head and looked at Ma Wencai, who was full of fighting spirit, with some relief.

"Yang Xianggong, since you are full of enthusiasm and are determined to be a storyteller, I can't stop it, I'm afraid that after you become a storyteller, your reputation among readers will be slandered. ”

Yang Chen smiled faintly, "When I do things, I only ask about right and wrong, not about the pros and cons." ”

"As long as everyone likes it, even if the reader doesn't like it, what can it be!"

Ma Lao was dumbfounded, "Yang Xianggong, did you say the wrong thing, only children only ask right and wrong when they see things, we adults do things, we never care about black and white right or wrong, only ask about the pros and cons, good for ourselves, whether it is black or white, right or wrong, although rest assured to do it boldly, if it is not good for yourself, it also does not matter whether black and white is right or wrong, do not care, do not do anything." ”

Yang Chen said with a smile: "In this world, no matter whether it is right or wrong, there are too many adults who only ask about the pros and cons, but I have read the sage books for a long time, although I don't say that I am a heroic and righteous person, but I also know a little bit of honor and disgrace, there is right and wrong in my eyes, and there are few pros and cons." ”

"After all that, I don't know, is there a suitable place for Ma Lao?"

"If not, I'll ask somewhere else!"

Ma Lao saw that he couldn't stop Yang Chen, so he no longer mentioned this topic, but nodded, "There are naturally such places, I have a teahouse in Weicheng, and it is also in a prosperous area, people come and go every day, and the river is endless." ”

Ma Wencai said, "Grandpa, are you talking about a natural teahouse?"

Ma Lao nodded.

Ma Wencai immediately said, "Master, this natural residence is the Ma family's profitable industry, and it is a good place for Master to tell stories, and as long as you don't say it too badly, you will soon be able to make a name for yourself." ”

Yang Chen nodded, "It's naturally better to have a place like this." ”

"In that case, it will be disturbing. ”

Ma Lao smiled, "Don't talk about bothering, speaking of which, I still took advantage, the scenes you wrote in the West Chamber are blended, and they are moving everywhere, if you say the West Chamber there, there will definitely be thousands of empty alleys, and the business of my teahouse may double." ”

There is a place to tell the story.

Yang Chen had no worries, so he went to the private school in Mafu.

checked Ma Wencai's homework, and then passed the remaining part of the article in the Three Character Classic to Ma Wencai.

This three-character scripture has been revised by Yang Chen, and many inappropriate places have been deleted and changed by Yang Chen.

Ma Wencai silently wrote down what Yang Chen had taught on paper, and then secretly recited it in his heart.

With the recitation, the heart is quiet, concentrated, the mind is happy, the soul is nourished by the true scriptures, the wisdom is transparent, the spirit is clear, the impurities are less and less, and it is constantly tempered and grown.

Finish the course.

Let Marven practice on his own.

Yang Chen left the Ma Mansion and went straight to the natural residence.

Today's Yang Chen is in dire need of mental power.

He hopes to gather the mental power of all living beings as soon as possible, so that he can exert all kinds of magical powers in the merit rune, and he can also continue to grow his own divine soul, and he also hopes that by gathering mental power, he can ignite the divine fire, and finally condense his own godhead and form his own divine rune. (To be continued.) )