[Chapter 8 - It's obvious that he is an ancestor] No nerd is easy to mess with

Facts have proved that Wen Daren's literary talent is indeed extraordinary. Moreover, since he has been deeply involved in the people over the years, compared with when he first passed the Tanhua exam, his writing has a little more fireworks. The story is extremely simple and vivid, and he knows what the people want to see the most.

While Mu Qingshan helped him dry the ink stains, he sorted out the stories in order.

Hundreds of years ago, demonic winds rippled everywhere in the city and evil spirits were rampant. The people were worried all day long. They didn’t even dare to go out at home, and they didn’t eat or cover themselves. Life was very difficult. Fortunately, Zhao Yue, the Xuanwu General of the Immortal World, led the heavenly soldiers and generals, and they were covered in thousands of golden lights to eliminate the disaster for the people in one fell swoop.

However, although the demon chaos was settled, the city was already full of devastation, and the people had to reclaim wasteland in the scorching sun. Seeing this, General Zhao complied with the hardships of people's livelihood, so he recruited the Land Lord, the Kitchen God, the God of Wealth, the Seven Fairies, the Dragon King, the Rain Master, the Feng Bo, the Lu Ban Master, Zhong Kui, the King of Tota and other gods from the sky. For a moment, the fragrance of flowers was everywhere in the city, the rice ears were hanging low in the fields, the houses were tall and gorgeous, everyone was dressed in fine clothes, and every household was filled with grain and full of silver boxes.

Of course, because he was uncertain whether Zhao Yue was a good person, Lord Wen still did not disclose his name this time, but instead replaced him with "Young Master Zhao" just like before.

"What does the master think of the story?" Wen Liunian asked.

Mu Qingshan was silent for a moment, "Sir, do you want to listen to the truth?"

"Natural." Wen Liunian nodded.

Ki Qingshan Road, "Somewhat ridiculous."

"It's right to be absurd. The more ridiculous the people will like it." Wen Liunian said, "Otherwise, if you write a story about a farmer farming and marrying a wife honestly, no one would like to read it carefully."

"I still think this move is a bit risky," Mu Qingshan said, "Now you and I are just relying on the confessions of Wang Tianhu and other bandits to speculate that Zhao Yue is not a traitor, but in fact he cannot do it accurately."

"It's not just Wang Tianhu's confession." Wen Liunian said.

Mu Qingshan thought for a while and said, "There is another steamed bun."

Wen Liunian nodded, "Please continue, Master."

Mu Qingshan said, "But even if steamed buns are added, it doesn't mean anything. If Zhao Yue is actually a villain in his heart, then the adults have now portrayed him into such a popular image. If they really go down the mountain one day, it will be difficult for the people to regard him as a bandit leader after seeing it." Moreover, according to the popularity of those portraits in the city, Master Mu even felt that as long as Zhao Yue gave the order, countless fanatical people would enter the government office.

"The master is too worried." Wen Liunian smiled, "I have considered this a long time ago."

"You can't rely on Tengyun Castle in everything." Mu Qingshan said.

"I'm willing to be trusted in everything." Shang Yunze came in with a bowl of tremella porridge, "What are you talking about?"

"Master Shangbao." Wen Liunian glanced at the porridge bowl, "We are talking about Zhao Yue."

"There are many more in the kitchen, so you can send someone to serve." Shang Yunze handed the bowl to Mu Qingshan, "Eat some to warm up." It was cold in early winter, and the person was thin and thin, and he could be blown away by the wind at any time.

"Thank you." Mu Qingshan obviously had no interest in Zhu, and continued, "Sir, haven't answered my question yet. Zhao Yue's influence in the city is really too great, even surpassing the government. What if he is really a villain, how should he deal with it in the future?"

"Just talking about this?" Shang Yunze laughed when he heard this, "There is no need to worry about this. It is recommended by the government. If you are really not a good person, it will be easy to step on the soles of your feet."

"How do you say this?" Mu Qingshan asked.

"Even if there are portraits everywhere in the city now, no one knows who the person in the painting is named, and they are replaced by Mr. Zhao." Shang Yunze said, "So what the people sought after are actually the people painted by Master Cao, not the bandit leader in the vast mountains."

"That's right." Wen Liunian nodded, "If Zhao Yue really enters the city one day, then post a list article saying that he is a fairy in the vast mountains, and turns into the appearance of Mr. Zhao, trying to confuse people's hearts. At that time, the people will naturally rush to put him on a pile of firewood to light the fire." After all, it would be fine if he was just a bandit, but he dared to pretend to be the gentle, kind, brave and brave in everyone's heart. Yushu, handsome and charming Mr. Zhao, who is handsome and charming, can't bear it.

"Ah Yeh." In the vast mountains, Zhao Dazhuo's back sweated coldly.

"So that's it." Mu Qingshan suddenly realized.

"I'll find a few booksellers," Wen Liunian said, "I'll start printing tomorrow."

"I'll go." Mu Qingshan said, "I've been writing for a day and I'm tired."

"It's okay." Wen Liunian walked out the door, "I happened to go along the way, go to the kitchen to have a bowl of porridge first."

Slightly hungry.

Mu Qingshan sorted out the manuscripts on the table.

"It's not hot anymore." Shang Yunze handed over the bowl again, "Eat it."

"Thank you, Lord Shangbao." Mu Qingshan held the bowl and sat at the table and ate slowly."

The speed is so slow...

But it was natural for a nerd to eat slowly, so Shang Yunze sat across from him and stared at him with great interest.

The green mountain is like a ray of light on its back, "What's wrong with the Lord Shangbao?"

"It's okay." Shang Yunze knocked on the table, "Will you have something to do tomorrow?"

"Yes." Mu Qingshan nodded.

"What about the day after tomorrow?" Shang Yunze asked again.

"Something is." Mu Qingshan said, "There are more than 100 new bandits who have been arrested recently and are going to send people to the top. There are many projects under construction in the city, and there are many things to be busy with."

"Little nerd." Shang Yunze looked at him.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qingshan put down the spoon.

Shang Yunze said, "How about going to have dinner together tomorrow?"

"Go to have dinner together?" Mu Qingshan's eyes were puzzled.

"There are no good restaurants in this city, but there is a small shop that is not bad." Shang Yunze said, "Take you to eat Qiushui fish."

"I don't eat fish." Mu Qingshan shook his head.

"Then go eat spicy fried chicken." Shang Yunze said again.

“Not spicy food.”

“Mutton soup.”

"Don't eat coriander green garlic."

Shang Yunze glared, bent his fingers and tapped his head, "Did you mean to be angry with me?"

"Of course not." Mu Qingshan covered his head with grievance, "I just don't eat it, and I don't even eat it very much."

Shang Yunze was speechless, no wonder he was seeing Tremella porridge as if he was taking medicine.

I know that most literati have some problems, but it is rare to have so many problems. Seeing that he looked bullied, the Shangbao Lord simply brought in half a bowl of porridge and ate it clean after a few spoons.

Mu Qingshan:...

"Let's go." Shang Yunze pulled him up.

"What are you going to do?" Mu Qingshan asked.

"Go out for midnight snacks." Shang Yunze asked along the way, "What else can I not eat?"

"……carrot."

"besides?"

"Fat meat."

"besides!"

“Cooked potatoes.”

“…”

"No wonder you're so thin." Shang Yunze gritted his teeth and hugged him and turned over the horse, "Why are there so many problems?" The nerd is still picky about food!

Mu Qingshan rubbed his hands, it was a little cold.

Shang Yunze took off his cloak, surrounded the people tightly, and took him all the way to the night market, ate a bowl of light chicken noodles that was not fat, and was definitely not spicy.

"Where is the master?" Wen Liunian looked around in the government office.

"Go out with the Lord of Castle." said the servant who swept the floor, "The two of them rode a horse together. They looked in a good mood, and they said they would not come back later."

"It's so good." Lord Wen seemed very satisfied, so he turned around and returned to the study.

"Why don't the boss rest yet?" Lu Zhui jumped on the roof of the room on the cliff.

"I always feel a little worried." Zhao Yue turned his head, "Look, is my Yin Tang turning black?"

Lu Zhui laughed silently, "It's not just Yin Tang's blackness, but his whole face turned black."

"I regret it." Zhao Yue frowned slightly.

Lu Zhui paused, and then tentatively said, "Does the boss regret coming to this morning cliff?"

Zhao Yue looked into the distance, as if thinking about something.

"If I regret it, it's still time to come out." Lu Zhui smiled, "No matter what decision the boss makes, the brothers will swear to follow each other."

"It's not that I regret coming to Chaomu Cliff." Zhao Yue shook his head.

"What are the boss regretting?" Lu Zhui was puzzled.

Zhao Yue said, "I regret not giving that steamed bun that day."

Lu Zhui:...

Thinking of the righteous little scholar on the ridge of the field, Zhao Yue felt a headache.
Chapter completed!