Great Blue Night Watchman

In the study, Lin Su carried a precious pen with a stack of gold paper...

Scholars are very cautious when using precious pens and gold paper. But using precious pens and gold paper means that what they write can directly reach the saints. When writing poems, the saints will directly judge whether it is a cursive poem or a poem handed down from ancient times. When writing lyrics and articles, Likewise.

Usually, few people write with precious pens and gold paper.

But Lin Su plans to write, why? Because Lu Yi came over last night and told him something.

Didn't Lin Su tell the girls the story of The Legend of White Snake that day? How could the girls be able to lock up such a wonderful and moving story? When Xiaoyao went out, she told Xiaotao, Xiaotao told Xiaoyue, and Xiaoyue told Xiaoxian. When he told Xiaoxian, the girls next to him were all stunned. In about seven or eight days, the girls in the yard, including Madam listened to it all several times, and kept adding details, getting closer and closer to the original story.

Everyone is obsessed with the story itself, but Lu Yi is becoming more and more uneasy.

She was sensitively aware that if the story of Young Master were written down in words, it would be a completely new style of writing. What would this mean? It means an earth-shattering event: Kaiwen Road!

If the story is leaked and someone is interested in sorting it out and reporting it to the temple, it will be a public disaster!

This is the young master's achievement. If you let others use it to create a literary career, you will definitely rob the young master of his eternal glory. How can she see this situation?

Therefore, she immediately found her madam and asked her to give an urgent order that no one should tell the story. Finally, the crisis was brought under control.

But just the day before yesterday, when a girl went home to send New Year's goods to her family, she met a scholar. The scholar fascinated her with a bunch of incense and took her to a house. The girl came back early this morning. She remembered In her daze, someone asked her about the Legend of White Snake, but she couldn't remember how much she said.

For the Lin family, this matter is almost something that no one pays attention to. After all, she is just a girl. She is not injured, dead or even innocent. What does it matter? But Lu Yi's heart suddenly kicked, and the most secret string was suddenly plucked. At that moment, he didn't care about the difference between men and women. He knocked on the young master's door late at night and told the young master his worries...

Lin Su was shocked when he heard this.

What Lu Yi said is absolutely correct. Although The Legend of White Snake is told in the form of a story, it will be a completely new literary style when compiled. This style is called a novel!

There is currently no novel in the world!

Perhaps only he truly knows the importance of the novel. It is not only a literary style, but also the cornerstone of cultural entertainment activities such as opera, film and television. If such an important literary path is allowed to be pioneered by others, it would be his greatest shame. !

Green clothes, thank you!

Lin Su began to write:

The light of the West Lake is as clear as a mirror, and there are several autumn moons and spring breezes. In the sunset, the mountains and rivers are still there, and the shadow of the tower rises in the sky. There are so many gods and ghosts. According to legend, old children, don't doubt the Yanyi type Qidong , Don’t listen to your nonsense, I’m chatting with you, but I said that in the spring of March, the West Lake...

At the same time, in Qiankun Academy, Zhao Qianqiu wrote the following paragraph:

Bai Suzhen said: My husband, although you are just a poor young man, but you are kind-hearted, why can't you be favored by God? Xu Xiandao: Madam, the fact that I can marry you is a blessing from God. Xiaoqing interjected from the side... De Song, what did Xiao Qing say?

A young scholar came under him and said: Return to my teacher, that girl is not good at writing. She has forgotten what Xiaoqing said. Otherwise, my teacher, you can open up a literary path with this half of The Legend of White Snake first. , to avoid long nights and many dreams?”

Zhao Qianqiu's eyes lit up. This style of writing is so mysterious. Even if it's just the beginning, maybe the temple will be moved?

Lin Su, Lin Su, if you lose my literary reputation, I will take away your literary career!

Teacher, have you decided?

A thousand years of achievements can be achieved in one fell swoop! Zhao Qianqiu stood up slowly: Come here! Let me bathe and change clothes...

A bunch of maids filed in to bathe and change the dean. Everyone's actions were so pious, because those who followed the dean closely knew how sacred what the dean was about to do.

Kaiwen Road!

And it’s not just an ordinary literary road, it’s a big road!

There are many kinds of cultural roads, some are big roads and some are small roads.

For example, the creation of a literary style called ci is called opening a road, because it is parallel to poetry.

To create a new Ci Pai is to open a small path, because in general, it is attached to the main road of Ci.

There are people who open small roads every year, but how difficult is it for those who open big roads?

Dean Zhao is now going to open the main road, and the entire Dean Peak will be closed and muted. All visits and all activities will be banned...

In the Lin family study room, Lin Su was writing quickly. The number of golden manuscript papers on the table increased one by one. In a moment, there were more than thirty pieces of paper.

The dark night in the attic and the autumn water painting screen are all silly...

Use gold paper and precious pen to write more than thirty pages. What will it be? Qiushui Huaping's eyes were full of brilliance.

You're a literary genius and you don't understand, why are you asking me? I'm a martial artist!

You slept with him!

... An Ye was speechless...

You go steal it again and bring his manuscript to me for a look... It must be said that Qiushui Huaping was particularly open in front of the dark night, probably because the two of them are of the same level.

An Ye directly stretched out his hand and grabbed the Qiushui painting screen: If you dare to touch his manuscript, we will fight now!

Okay, can you stop moving? But we agreed that after the manuscript is completed, I want to be the first to read it.

Why should it be you? No matter what, it should be me!

Why? You are a martial arts practitioner. Why bother with this literary matter?

I slept with him!

It was Qiushui Huaping's turn to be speechless.

Fifty pages, seventy pages, a hundred pages!

The two people in the attic were all shocked.

How can something reach a hundred pages?

Two hundred pages!

Three hundred pages!

The two of them are already a little numb!

…

In Qiankun Academy, Dean Zhao has finished bathing and changing clothes. The holy incense is burning. With his precious pen in his hand, he writes the three characters The Legend of White Snake...

At this moment, Chapter 501 was completed under Lin Su.

Lin Su turned the entire manuscript over and wrote the three characters The Legend of White Snake on the first page, and a line of small characters below: First novel, author: Lin Su!

The pen was closed, and Lin Su's nine-faced literary world, a text appeared on the fifth page, The Legend of White Snake, and the novel was officially included in his literary world.

The sky suddenly lit up with thousands of colors, and a colorful light band hundreds of miles wide stretched across the sky...

The holy voice came and flew across the Nine Kingdoms and Thirteen States in a moment: Above the literary path, open a new road, the literary style is called novel, the first work is The Legend of White Snake!

Everyone in Dean Feng of Qiankun Academy cheered in unison: Congratulations, Dean!

Congratulations, Dean!

In the dean's study, Zhao Qianqiu suddenly raised his head, his heart filled with ecstasy, God, is this novel so great? Just writing a book title opened up a literary path? No...that's not right, he just wrote a book title, how could he open up a literary path...

A holy voice came from the air: The founder of the literary path, Da Cang Lin Su!

The two golden characters Lin Su rolled away, and the world was filled with a bizarre holy power.

With a click, the pen in Zhao Qianqiu's hand broke.

The shouts outside Dean Peak suddenly stopped, what? The Legend of White Snake was created first by Lin Su?

The dean had been planning a major event for several months, but it just failed like this?

Lin Mansion, Lin Jialiang went straight through the study window and rushed to the west courtyard: Third brother...

The whole body of Xiyuan Luyi was shocked, and she sat softly on the window sill. The whole morning, she looked up at the sky, waiting for the appearance of the holy voice, waiting for the opening of the cultural path, and it finally opened, and her heart that had been hanging for a long time was finally relieved.

Sister Chen jumped up suddenly: Girl from the Ding family, come quickly!

An Ye's figure flickered and suddenly appeared in front of her.

Sister Chen hugged her suddenly, and the two danced there.

Liu Xing'er looked at Sister Chen blankly, as if she suddenly understood something, but she still didn't seem to understand.

In the main room of the Lin family, the sesame candy in Mother Lin's hand fell directly to the ground. The chair under her buttocks overturned. She grabbed Xiaoxue next to her: Opened Wenlu? Sanlang opened Wenlu? Did I hear correctly?

How could it be wrong? Madam, listen, the whole courtyard is boiling... The third young master is the most amazing person...

The madam burst into tears: Master, have you ever thought that someone in my Lin family can actually open up the world? Xue'er, prepare the incense table. Today, the Lin family will hold a grand ceremony for their ancestors! A grand ceremony for their ancestors!

Governor Yang soared into the sky, stepped on the Golden Bridge, and looked at Lin Mansion and Qiankun Academy from a distance. Countless teachers also soared into the sky, looking at Haining from a distance...

In the far southwest, in front of Baijiyuan, Baoshan suddenly turned around, his eyes shining brightly: This boy actually opened a literary path? How is this possible? As a scholar, he opened a literary path, which is unprecedented! The novel... …What is a novel?”

He went to Baijiyuan to prepare for his own literary career. He wanted to talk about literary practice with Nanchu layman, the founder of Ci, and look for inspiration and opportunities to start a literary career. However, Nanchu layman was too busy and the palace examination was about to take place. , every day, countless people traveled thousands of miles to come here to ask him for advice on poetry. He, a great scholar, actually couldn't find the opportunity to visit. At this time, news came that Lin Sukai was a scholar.

Mr. Baoshan, right? A boy came to him: I heard that Mr. Baoshan is from Da Cang?

Baoshan nodded slightly.

The layman would like to invite Mr. Banshan Pavilion to speak...

Please tell the layman! Mr. Baoshan bowed slightly: My little friend has just started a literary career. I need to go back to bless him. The layman invites me to go there another day!

Mr. Baoshan raised his hand and flew into the sky, galloping towards the northeast.

Capital City, Zhang Mansion.

Zhang Haoran was reciting lyrics when he suddenly heard the holy voice. He raised his head suddenly and opened his mouth in surprise. He actually opened a literary path?

With a shout, a beautiful figure appeared in front of him. It was Zhang Yiyu, and Zhang Yiyu's expression became extremely exciting: Lin Su? Could it be him?

Zhang Haoran: I really hope not, but I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's really him! Apart from him, I can't think of any other Lin Su who has such ability.

Novel...what is it?

How do I know? If I knew what the novel was, the one engraved on this colorful road today would be me, Zhang Haoran...

In Huichang, the prefect Qin Fangweng was having a class with his son Qin Muzhi, such as what should be done in the palace examination. Suddenly they saw the colorful bridge in the sky. The father and son looked at each other, and they both saw fear in each other's eyes...

Yes, fear! The people they once suppressed have opened up a literary path!

Kaiwen Road, what does it mean? This means that as long as he passes the Jinshi examination, he will definitely become a top scholar in the future! The bottleneck that limited Wenxin Daru's further progress has been opened by him. There is no bottleneck on his way forward. This is terrible.

Qin Fangweng's official seal flashed, and an old man appeared inside. It was Zhang Wenyuan, Minister of the Ministry of War, and Zhang Wenyuan's face was also frighteningly livid.

This man must not be allowed to become a Jinshi! The door to Jinshi is the only door that can lock him. As long as he breaks through this door, he will become a real threat!

Exactly! Brother Qin, please don't worry, leave this door to me!

It is scary to be a Jinshi if he opens the literary path, but if he fails to become a Jinshi, it is not terrible, because he is not a Jinshi and has no literary heart. Even if he opens the literary path, he will not get the gift of the holy way, and his actual literary cultivation will not be high. If you go, Kaiwen Road will become a short-term glory.

…

Lin Su walked out of the study and bumped into his second brother Lin Jialiang. Lin Jialiang's face looked like he had drank three bowls of white clouds in a row: Third brother, you finally opened up a literary career.

Yes, I have no choice but to drive!

Why?

Because...because if you don't open it, someone else might open it first! A voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard door. As the voice sounded, a figure stepped into the courtyard. It was a figure he hadn't seen for a long time. Autumn Mochi.

Brother Qiu! The two brothers from the Lin family greeted him at the same time.

Qiu Mochi strode over. Do you know what Dean Feng of Qiankun Academy was doing just now? They are going to open a civil road, do you know what it is? novel! It's the Legend of White Snake!

As a member of Qiankun Academy, Qiu Mochi was happy for the dean no matter what, and looked forward to opening a new literary path. But the moment the literary path opened, he knew that the dean had obtained some manuscripts from somewhere. , this style of writing is not his at all, he is a shameful literary thief...

Lin Su suddenly realized that the person who secretly collected the stories of the White Snake was actually the dean of Qiankun Academy.

Lin Jialiang's back was sweating: So insidious, so vicious, so shameless... Third brother, fortunately you reacted quickly and made a decisive decision to take the lead. Otherwise, this eternal glory belongs to that insidious villain, how can you be willing to accept it?

Lin Su nodded: It seems that I really have to thank Lu Yi! If she hadn't noticed that someone was collecting stories and reminded me, I would have capsized.

Qiushui Huaping's face in the attic changed. She was a literary person, and she should remind him the most, but she actually ignored this. She really shouldn't have...

Also, my nephew came suddenly, why?

Qiu Mochi bowed lightly to the attic: Aunt, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. My parents asked me to come and take my aunt home for the New Year.

The figure in the sky disappeared, and the autumn water painting screen appeared in front of the three people.

Aunt... Qiu Mochi bowed deeply.

Okay, I'll go back. I'll come back before three months... Qiu Shui said on the screen: Can you lend me your Legend of the White Snake?