Great Blue Night Watchman

Brother Lin, when did you accept a disciple? I don't even know... Zeng Shigui said. He didn't bring a red envelope with him today. The main reason was because he didn't know that when entering the Lin family, he needed to give two red envelopes, namely Lin Jialiang's two children, who had already been brought by Xiu Niang.

As for Lin Su, he was not prepared at all because he knew that Lin Su had no children. Now a disciple suddenly appeared and caught him off guard.

Prefect Yang has to let his son become my disciple, and he can't shirk it no matter what.

Lin Jialiang said: I think Governor Yang is still a little angry with you...

Lin Su smiled: He probably blames me for not teaching his son real skills...

That's no wonder. You accepted everything, and even kowtowed to him. You should teach him some real skills. Lin Jialiang stood directly on Magistrate Yang's side.

Zeng Shigui nodded: Prefect Yang is really the best prefect I have ever seen. I think his young master is also of good character. If Brother Lin can teach, he should teach him some...

Since I have accepted him, I will naturally teach him. This old man doesn't understand my good intentions at all...

As soon as he finished speaking, Magistrate Yang suddenly appeared in front of him: You said you have good intentions?

Lin Su said: Okay, okay, don't worry about it. I have my own way of teaching students. I guarantee that they will be successful, right?

Yang Tianze's face suddenly glowed red...

In fact, his son's talent was not outstanding. He did not dare to expect his son to copy his own path and become a literary scholar, but he always hoped that he could make achievements in some aspect.

The man in front of him is a man whose literary talent can determine the literary world and whose business can benefit all people. He is truly a top-notch master in the world. He personally guarantees that his son will have a future, so why should he worry about it?

go drinking!

After listening to Jiang Ting sit down and drink three glasses of wine, Lin Chun came back, holding a bunch of red envelopes with a flushed face: Dad, each of the four master ladies in the West Hospital gave me a red envelope, which adds up to one hundred taels...

Magistrate Yang suddenly said: A hundred taels? You went to kowtow and made a hundred taels? Your father and I only have a monthly salary of forty taels...

Lin Su was also confused: Four mistresses? How can there be four mistresses in the west courtyard?

Master Chen, Master in green, Master Cui, Master Liu...

Lin Jialiang's eyes fell on his brother's face, with some doubts, when did you accept Liu Xing'er? She wasn't there during the New Year's Eve dinner. You started working temporarily last night...

Bang! Lin Su slapped himself on the forehead. He could imagine Liu Xing'er's shock when she suddenly met this little guy, knelt in front of her and called her Master's Wife...

At this moment, the West Courtyard was in a commotion...

Sister Chen, Lu Yi and the others laughed until their stomachs ached. Liu Xing'er hid in the room, almost crying due to shame and embarrassment...

There were no visitors for the next few days.

Occasionally, some visitors came to the beach, and the girl received them. The west courtyard was quite quiet, and Lin Su was quite at ease.

As soon as winter passes, spring comes.

The wicker branches are turning green, the wives are wearing less and less clothes, and the deck chair in the yard has come in handy again. Lin Su lies on this chair for half a day, basically from sunrise to sunset...

Several wives took turns accompanying him, peeling fruits for him, making tea for him, occasionally looking around when there was no one around, letting him pull him over, kissing him on the mouth, and then running away with a blushing face...

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, the weather was fine.

Cui Ying was hugged by him again and kissed on the lips. Cui Ying blushed and wanted to run away, but Lin Su gently pulled her and she threw herself on him again and was kissed on the lips again...

Cui Ying raised her fist and hit him: A bad husband knows how to bully Ying'er...

Suddenly, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and Luyi and Sister Chen rushed in at the same time. They both held a book in their hands: My lord, my lord... Great news, Dream of Red Mansions has been published in Holy Dao Literature... …”

Green Yi's cry was so exciting.

Sister Chen's face turned red: Another one person monopolizes an issue!

Lin Su stood up, took the Holy Dao Literature Journal handed over by Green Yi, and opened it. There was a line of large characters written on the title page:

Love and hate are natural in the world, and literature has reached its peak again. The novel Dream of Red Mansions, author: Da Cang Lin Su...

Luyi pointed at this line of words excitedly: Mr. Sir, were these twelve words of comments added when you sent the manuscript to them?

Lin Su shook his head: I didn't pass it on to the temple at all! Nor did I set this book as the pinnacle of literature.

The three women looked at each other, who passed it to the temple?

The Legend of the White Snake is known to the Holy Temple, which is normal, because the Legend of the White Snake is written with gold paper and precious pens. Every word written on it is equivalent to being passed to the Holy Temple for review, so they will naturally know it.

But Dream of Red Mansions is not like this. Dream of Red Mansions was written with ordinary pen and paper and only circulated on the bedside of a few women. Who passed it to the temple?

Not the three of them! They couldn't pass it on even if they wanted to!

Who could it be?

Lu Yi breathed out softly: Lu Youwei? My husband, this book was originally written for her, and only she is qualified to upload this book to the temple without my husband's consent...

She spoke in an understatement, but who among the people present could not hear the sourness in her words?

Sister Chen smiled: Even if she took it upon herself to do it, she still did a great thing for my husband.

Cui Ying nodded: Yes, sister in green, please don't be jealous of Miss Lu. My husband wrote a book for her without even saying a few words, and you still fool around with my husband every day. , if you want to be jealous, Miss Lu must be jealous of you...

Luyi was annoyed and grabbed Cui Ying: What about you? Why don't you talk about yourself? Don't think we didn't see it just now. What are you doing? In broad daylight, under the sun, really messing around. Is there anything else? Bottom line? Didn’t you see Xing’er running away?”

The two of them got into a fuss there, screaming and dancing...

Lin Su looked at it with a smile...

The wives basically blamed Lu Youwei for uploading the book to the temple. Only he knew that it was not the case!

The person who uploaded the book to the temple was Li Guihan!

Li Guihan told him something before going home for the New Year: I did something without telling you, and you will know about it on the fourth day of the first lunar month.

Today happens to be the fourth day of the first lunar month!

A Dream of Red Mansions was published in the Holy Way Literature Magazine!

Xiaoxue rushed in: Young Master once again enjoys the eternal honor. Madam is very happy. She has prepared things for worship and asked Young Master to hurry over...

Holy shit! Want to worship again? …

Li Guihan, you little girl, one day I have to let you try the taste of ancestor worship. Let’s see if you can bear this extremely long and complicated process...

The first Lingyun Poetry Contest of the New Year was held today at the Zhaixing Tower in the capital, gathering talented people from the capital.

Suddenly, a student rushed over with a copy of Holy Dao Wen: Holy Dao Wen has been published, and one person has an exclusive monopoly on the publication, and it's Lin Su again!

The talented people who held the Lingyun Poetry Meeting exploded at the same time...

Him again?

Another person monopolizing an issue?

At the beginning of the first lunar month last year, the temple came to do this, and will it come again this year? Is it over? His year is a year, but someone else’s year is not a year? If you keep doing this, you can’t survive other people’s years?

Although there was a lot of slander in my stomach, when I took the book and read it, the comments slowly subsided...

When the book was introduced into the harem, Concubine Li became very angry when she heard the name Lin Su. If it weren't for the fact that this was Holy Dao Literature, she would have lit a fire on the spot and burned the book. ——Because Lin Su almost brought her son (the third prince) into disrepute, her hatred was deep. However, she took the book in her hand and became quiet after reading half a page. Page after page, the tip of her nose was flushed, and her eyes were sparkling. Liang, several palace maids next to him looked at each other...

At Green Willow Villa, Zhang Yiyu was surprised when he saw the Holy Dao Literature in Zhang Haoran's hand: He wrote another book? When did he write it? Why don't I know? Show me...

After seeing this, if you don’t look up again...

Zhang Haoran could only buy another one.

In the south, in the Nanwang Mansion, a girl bought a holy book from the bookstore and showed it to the princess. Princess Qi Yao locked herself in the room for a day and a night and did not come out. When she came out, she looked for her father with red eyes: Dad, You said he would come before the Chinese New Year, why didn't he come? You lied to me, I won’t live anymore...

A book caused the prince to die. King Nan was anxious. When he found out that the book was the cause of the trouble, he became so angry that he wanted to burn the book on the spot. But the girl was smart and said to the prince, please don't do it. Burn this book. The princess hasn’t finished reading it yet. If you want to burn it, she’s really not done with you. I’ll comfort her...

She ran to the princess to comfort her, Princess, he promised the prince to come before the New Year, but he didn't come. I said he must have been delayed by something important. Isn't it confirmed now? He is writing a book! He knows that the princess likes to read, so this is written specifically for you, the princess. Do you still blame him for not having a conscience?

The princess's eyes were as bright as stars, her face was as red as clouds, and her whole body was like a spring flower blooming slowly...

The prince outside smiled widely and gave this girl a big red envelope of ten taels of silver...

In the Nine Kingdoms and Thirteen States, I don’t know how many crazy men and women read to the lamp overnight, filled with emotion, and I don’t know how many literati recited the verses, not knowing their way back...

The peerless sacred book A Dream of Red Mansions was born, like a huge peak, surpassing the first novel The Legend of White Snake, and became popular all over the world...

In the Taoist Holy Family, a lotus blooms in the lake. Li Guihan stands on the top of the nine-story tower. In front of her, a peerless beauty appears. This person is dressed in white as snow, sitting on a book, and the pages of the book are flying up and down, like Butterfly.

Holy Girl! Li Guihan bowed lightly: I have received the Holy Dao Literature Journal and I have also seen your twelve-character comment. Thank you very much!

The saint smiled slightly: Holy Words is not based on favors, and my comments are also from the sincerity and are not unreasonable. Therefore, I am not helping you. On the contrary, you are helping me! Adding another classic to my collection of thousands of books will comfort me throughout my life!

Li Guihan's eyes flickered: With this literary contribution, can I exchange it for a literary green order?

The saint was slightly startled: Your real purpose is to give him a Wen Dao Qing Ling?

yes!

Why?

Because... the mortal world is like a turbid sea to him, and the green order is like a boat for him!

The saint looked at her for a long time and suddenly smiled: Guihan Guihan, you should have been in Hangu now. It's fine if you don't. But you are still worried about a secular man. I really want to ask you something. , where do you want to go?...

…

A Dream of Red Mansions stirred up the vastness of China, but it did not stir up the thousands of miles of borders in the north.

The North Country is frozen for thousands of miles.

In the Northland, there is a murderous intention.

On New Year's Eve, when thousands of houses were lit with lights, 50,000 troops came out of Dragon City. Pointing at the military peak, the heaven and earth moved. The army swept across and clouds flew from the sky and the earth...

From Longcheng to Qiyangguan, from Liehuo Valley to Dadu River...

From New Year's Eve to the tenth day of the first lunar month...

kill!

kill!

kill!

For ten days, the horse was tired, the sword was broken, and the flag was broken...

Behind them, they left a long trail of blood!

Five cities, conquered!

One hundred thousand desolate slaves, kill them all!

And of their 50,000 elites, the Flying Dragon Legion, which had frightened the enemy, only had 13,000 left!

They walked through the winter ice and snow, they walked through four towns, and they finally faced the last hurdle, Helan Mountain Pass Yanfeng Pass!

Night is approaching, the setting sun is like blood!

Li Xiaotian pointed the flag in his hand sideways and let out a hoarse roar: I was leaning against the railing with my head full of anger, Xiaoxiao looked up at the rain break, looked up to the sky and roared, my heart was strong...

Thousands of people behind roared: ...the four suppressions of shame have not yet snowed, and the hatred of the ministers, when will they be destroyed? Drive a long chariot through the gap in Helan Mountain...

Three thousand flags were raised at the same time, a blood moon broke high in the sky, and the army of 13,000 people instantly turned into a super battle formation, and the murderous intention of destroying the world shook the entire Helan Mountain...

kill……

kill!

kill!

A tragic decisive battle completely tore the night in Helan Mountain apart...

Corpses littered the fields, blood flowed into rivers...

With Li Xiaotian's roar, the tallest battle flag at Yanfengguan was cut off by his sword. The Dayu battle flag fluttered down the deep valley below, and a big blue military flag fluttered in the wind. The remaining eight thousand warriors threw the blood-stained soldiers high into the air. The sky was filled with cheers!

Some people laughed and some cried!

At least a thousand people knelt on their knees, facing the four northern towns of Guanxia, ​​and burst into tears...

Dad, Mom, your heroic spirits are not far away, and your son has come to see you...

Sister, have you seen it? I'm back……

Aunt Ying, I'm here, where are you? …

The seven lieutenants stood neatly in a row, with tears in their eyes and endless joy...

Four towns in the north, living in a foreign land for six full years!

Although it was only six years, it was still too long...

Seventy percent of the 57 million people in the Four Towns fell, were killed, or were enslaved. The country was ashamed of the Four Towns, and hundreds of millions of people were saddened by the Four Towns.

But today, their 50,000 soldiers spent ten days and ten nights, killing 130,000 desert slaves in four towns, and planted the Da Cang Army flag on the top of Helan Mountain again.

Thousands of achievements, eternal glory!

They will all go down in history!

This is the highest honor for a soldier!

Only Li Xiaotian in front stood on the edge of the city and stared at a high mountain in front of him for a long time. There was no sadness or joy on his face...

General, what are you thinking about? Deputy General Du Yuting came to his side.

Everyone knows that Du Yuting is the most arrogant and rebellious, and he is really dissatisfied with ordinary commanders. Even though Li Xiaotian started out as a holy scholar, he was run against him many times when he first came to Dragon City, but later, Li Xiaotian conquered him with his military skills. , he became Li Xiaotian's most loyal subordinate. This time, Li Xiaotian led the army out of the border and recaptured the four towns, which made these lieutenants admire them greatly.

Li Xiaotian smiled faintly: I remembered a close friend who once promised me that he would come to Longcheng to see me within two years. If he couldn't find me, he would come to the highest mountain... That mountain is the highest mountain, right?

Yes, General, that mountain is called Yanhui Peak. Not even geese can fly over it.

Okay! After I die, bury me on this mountain peak. I'll wait for him there.