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Chapter 2 I want to write a novel

The young man in the bronze mirror had a clear and elegant look and looked quiet and inactive. He was wearing a blue Confucian shirt and stood there with great excitement.

"She looks OK!"

Xu Le is very satisfied with his appearance in this life.

From ancient times to the present, people who are handsome have advantages.

What a handsome person does is called legendary. People who are ugly do the same thing are used to others.

The same is true in the mythical world. The lovers of dragon girls, demon foxes, and ghosts are usually scholars with beautiful eyes.

If you are ugly, dragon girls, demon foxes, and female ghosts don’t care about you.

"I am a scholar in this life, and this identity is right for me."

In the mythical world, the identity of a scholar is very useful.

Everything is inferior, but reading is high.

This is not as simple as saying, only by studying can you become an official.

The same was true for the Dayong Dynasty. When the imperial examination was held, you had to pass the provincial examination, county examination, county examination, and emperor examination before you could become an official.

After passing the provincial examination, you become a child. There is no practical benefit to a child, but you can gain the respect of others.

If you can't survive in the future, you can still teach in remote countryside and make a living.

After passing the provincial examination and becoming a scholar, the scholar has a certain status. It can be seen that the official does not kneel down and has some reputation in the local area, and can also be exempted from personal corvee.

After passing the county examination and becoming a juren, you will be called a juren by others, with a very respectable status and a local squire and a chance to become an official.

As for the Emperor's Examination, if you can pass the imperial examination, you will be a Jinshi, and you will be famous all over the world.

This world belongs to the ancient world, which emphasizes agriculture and suppresses commerce, and has a low status as a merchant.

Therefore, Xu Le's father Xu Kai hopes that his son can pass the imperial examination and honor his ancestors.

However, he did not put too much pressure on Xu Le. He could learn if he could learn, and he would be fine if he couldn't.

Xu Le is quite successful and has passed the provincial and county exams one after another. Now he is a scholar.

"I can't slack off and strive to pass the imperial examination."

Xu Le made up his mind secretly.

The scholars of the times are not simple. Some scholars can understand literary spirit, gather literary heart and courage, and brighten the lotus flowers and draw the ground into a prison.

As the saying goes, a scholar takes a pen and talks about war on paper, a juren kills enemies, and a slander is angry and he is verbally quarrel.

When a saint comes, he can punish others with words and words, and he can judge the emperor's injustice and fight against the country with one.

It is precisely because of the suppression of Confucian scholars and dragon energy that demons and ghosts usually dare not show up.

It is only now that Emperor Yong is incompetent and pursues the way of immortality, which leads to the people's misfortune, which makes the monsters appear in the world and ghosts appear in the world.

There is no harm in studying. As long as you pass the imperial examination and set up a doorstep, you will not be a problem to live a well-off life.

It would be even better if we could understand the literary spirit and gather the literary spirit and courage.

When Xu Le woke up, someone came to visit him.

What came in was a middle-aged man with a rich appearance, with a beer belly, wearing a gorgeous robe, and looking at Xu Le with nervous eyes.

He is Xu Le's father and the richest man in Samsung City.

"I've met my father, I've met my mother!"

When Xu Le saw the middle-aged couple coming in, he was about to get up and salute.

He is now a little weak.

This time, the person who visited Xu Le was not only his father Xu Kai, but also his mother Cui.

The Xu family members are not expecting to have only one son in each generation. By his generation, they have been single-handed for nine generations, so Xu Kai loves Xu Le very much.

Xu Le always feels that he is the protagonist template, and he is the protagonist no matter how he looks.

"My son, you have finally woken up, but you are worried that you will die as your father."

Xu Kai patted his chest and said.

Cui said gently, "Le'er, I have cooked chicken soup for you, and you can drink it to nourish your body."

"Okay, mother!"

Xu Le could feel Cui's concern for him.

After drinking the chicken soup, Xu Le said to Xu Kai and Cui, "Father, mother, I'm almost done, I'll get out of bed tomorrow."

Cui said: "That's great. I'll ask Dr. Jin to check it out for you again."

Cui sent a maid to invite Doctor Jin.

About ten minutes later, a middle-aged doctor with a medicine box on his back and a goatee came to Xu Le to take his pulse. He was Dr. Jin.

Doctor Jin looked at Cui's concerned face and said, "Madam, the young master's pulse is very stable. You only need to rest for a while before you get out of bed."

When Cui breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Dr. Jin's words.

During this period, Xu Le was in a coma, which made her worried.

At this time, Xu Kai said to Xu Le: "Son, after the injury is healed, don't get along with Wei Delu anymore."

When it comes to Wei Delu, he gets angry. If it weren't for him, how could his son be in a coma?

"Okay, father!"

Xu Le nodded.

Memories about Wei Delu emerged in his mind. Wei Delu was his classmate and friend, and the scholar who passed the exam together.

After passing the scholarship exam, the two of them took advantage of the night to celebrate and walked onto a flower boat.

The memory afterwards is unclear.

"That flower boat must be weird..."

Xu Le said very surely.

"The name Wei Delu sounds familiar. Where did I hear it?"

Xu Le frowned. The name that made him feel familiar must be a celebrity.

Could it be that Wei Delu was a famous minister?

Or is it a mythical character?

Xu Le couldn't remember it for the time being, and gave up and continued to imagine. No matter who he is? I just need to live my own life well.

"Father, I plan to cultivate myself and write novels at home during this period."

Xu Ledao.

"Writing a novel?"

Xu Kai was a little confused, wondering why his son suddenly wanted to write a novel.

As the saying goes, the three immortals of merits and virtues.

Writing a book is about making words.

But making words is something that only saints can do?

How many saints are there in this world?

The general writer is commonly known as the novelist, but he is just a class of religions and abilities.

In the Dayong Dynasty, writing books was not a place of elegance, unless you could establish a sect and become a saint of the world.

More scholars still aim to achieve imperial examinations, and no matter how badly they are, they will become poets or this person.

Since ancient times, all sages were lonely, and only those who drink were left with their names!

It is more appropriate for the drinker here to be a poet. Li Bai, who wrote this poem, passed down through the name of "Poet Immortal".

Of course, there is no such person as Li Bai in this world.

"I'd like to ask my father to help me open a bookstore."

Xu Le told Xu Kaidao.

"Okay, for your father, you will definitely satisfy your wish."

He was also curious about what kind of novel his son would write.

Xu Le was also thinking that the golden finger of his novelist can possess the skills and objects in the novel, so that it cannot be wasted.

"What should I write in the first novel?"
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