Simulate the Three Kingdoms, kill Cao Mengde at the beginning

Chapter 169 Inspecting the Novel Club

Mi Zhu was speechless.

Wang Yi snorted and said, "Don't say I'm too much. If the general wasn't there last night, do you think I could still stand and talk to you? Who should I talk to at that time?"

Mi Zhu had no choice but to bow deeply, and said: "My foolish younger brother already knew he was wrong, please be tolerant and forgive my younger brother."

He added: "No matter what the reason is, or what the girl needs, just tell me, and I, Mi Zhu, will do whatever it takes to make it happen for the girl."

Wang Yi laughed and said, "Really?"

Bu Lianshi was in a hurry, he was really afraid that Wang Yi would agree to this Mi Zhu.

She didn't think Yuan Xi would overturn her trial for Wang Yi's sake.

If Wang Yi went directly to him like this, he didn't know what would happen.

Good things, don't become unresolved.

Just about to persuade, Mi Zhu said anxiously: "Don't worry, girl, I, Mi, keep what I say."

"it is good!"

Wang Yi smiled slightly and said: "My request is to let him hang a sign of the bad things he has done on his neck, and then kneel beside the gate of the city, um, kneel for three hours a day for a month, and don't make things difficult for him. .”

The step trainer almost laughed, but put away his worries.

She knew that Mi Fang would definitely not agree to these requests.

This is simply more uncomfortable than letting him die.

Sure enough, Mi Zhu's face changed slightly, and he said in an unhappy tone, "Miss, don't you think this request is too much?"

"Excessive?"

Wang Yi put his hands on his hips and snorted, "I was almost finished last night, why didn't he think he was too much? At least I let him have the hope of surviving. Did he give me this hope at that time?"

"Let's go," Wang Yi pulled the trainer around Mi Zhu, "Think about it for yourself, don't say that I didn't give you a chance, and let's talk about the things that the general has set, I can't change them if I want to."

Mi Zhu's complexion changed again and again, and he stomped his feet fiercely.

left quickly.

Before he went far, he saw Liu Bei waiting in front of him.

"How is it?" Liu Bei asked softly.

Mi Zhu sighed and said the matter.

Liu Bei was furious, "What kind of request is this? A man will not be humiliated to death! Go and tell Mi Fang that even if you die, you will never agree to this request."

Seeing Liu Bei leave after finishing speaking, Mi Zhu hurriedly followed, "Brother-in-law, what do you think should we do? There is nothing we can do now."

"Then you can't lose all your face. If this is the case, how will the Mi family raise their heads in Yecheng?"

Mi Zhu gritted his teeth and said, "That wicked beast did such a crap thing, and he doesn't know what's in his head."

Liu Bei glanced at him and patted him on the shoulder, "That Zhang Erlang will be beheaded, let alone Mi Fang? His fault is even more serious."

"Is there really no other way?" Mi Zhu said a little bit.

"Not without it." Liu Bei said softly, "Zhang Nan is the minister of the humerus after all, although this time he was angered, but there are many friends who want to come."

Seeing that Liu Bei stopped talking, Mi Zhu asked anxiously, "What else?"

Liu Bei didn't answer directly, but just sighed: "The general is really beyond my expectation."

"What do you mean?" Mi Zhu was stunned again.

Liu Bei smiled, "Our general, at least he really cares about the common people."

Mi Zhu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Let's try to save him this time, but we can't save him directly."

"Then how to save it?"

Liu Bei lowered his voice and said: "Starting from saving Zhang Erlang, as long as Zhang Erlang is saved, Mi Fang may be punished."

Mi Zhu's eyes lit up, and he said pleasantly, "It should be so, but how should we save that Zhang Erlang?"

"It's hard to save Mi Fang, but it's easy to save Zhang Erlang. Since Zhang's father and son are inside, let's send people to Zhang's mansion, say it's great, and ask them to ask for help from the Yuan family's gang of meritorious deeds. Then we will intercede. That’s about it.”

Mi Zhu was full of emotions, Liu Bei treated people well and made people feel at home, but he never thought that after being the prefect for so long, he would be so quick-witted.

Now the two split up and started their plan to save Zhang Erlang.

Yuan Xi didn't know about it and didn't care about it.

As the big man became more and more peaceful, he had to face more and more problems.

Therefore, it is necessary to firmly control the military power in the hands, and no one can threaten him.

As long as you hold the military power in your hands, and let those aristocratic families jump up and down, everything is not a problem.

"Please!"

Yuan Xi invited Kong Ming and Huang Yueying to go to the novel club to read together.

During the recent period, Zhuge Liang was as busy as a spinning top, and he could not miss a moment.

This made Yuan Xi a little worried about his body, so he was forced to rest for a period of time, combining work and rest.

Zhuge Liang was a little absent-minded, always thinking about work matters in his mind.

Mind wandering several times.

"My lord, Brother Zhuge."

When a few people arrived at the novel club, they saw a middle-aged handsome man in a Confucian robe walking out of it. It was Guo Jia.

"Brother Guo?"

Zhuge Liang was taken aback, he knew Guo Jia's status, it was very special.

Guo Jia is also very capable, and Zhuge Liang also admires him very much.

It can even be said that Guo Jia is even busier than him.

So when he saw Guo Jia coming out of the novel club, he was startled.

Guo Jia and Yuan Xi greeted each other, then turned to Zhuge Liang and said with a smile, "Brother Zhuge, what expression is this? Why don't you want to see someone like that?"

Zhuge Liang laughed loudly and said, "You Guo Fengxiao, don't you know what I, Zhuge Liang, mean?"

"I don't know." Guo Jia shook his head.

Seeing that the two were playing tricks, Yuan Xi had no choice but to interject: "Go in first. Take a look at our novel club."

"Yes, go and see the novel club."

Huang Yueying is quite interested in this, not only for novels, but for this institution built by the government and managed by women, and women feel that they can write novels so they can join.

He wanted to come to play several times, but he wasn't from here, and the guards didn't even approach him.

This time when Yuan Xi invited them to come, Huang Yueying thought it was because of her, so she acted extra proactively.

He even criticizes Zhuge Liang who occasionally wanders off.

To be honest, this place was also Yuan Xi's first visit.

As soon as you enter the door, you will find that the environment here is very beautiful.

In addition to being protected by heavy guards outside the novel club, there are actually beautiful girls standing guard inside the novel club.

Just by looking at each of them full of energy and wearing swords around their waists, one can tell that they also know martial arts.

Huang Yueying asked in surprise: "Are these women really good at martial arts?"

Seeing his wife's fussy look, Zhuge Liang hurriedly explained: "Although there are few women in Yecheng Martial Arts School, there are quite a few women who learn martial arts in it."

Huang Yueying snorted, and the more she looked at it, the happier she became.

After walking a few steps, I saw a group of women walking over, the first two of them had the color of glass.

"Husband."

Cai Shu and Fu Shou came to Yuan Xi and bowed.

Usually in the mansion, they never show respect, but when there are outsiders, the two of them are not allowed to put on a show.

Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia did not dare to be presumptuous, and hurriedly bowed to the two daughters.

"Okay, let's take us to see those who write novels."

Yuan Xi waved his hand, signaling not to be too polite.

"My husband, please." Cai Shu smiled slightly, but blinked at Huang Yueying, the two obviously knew each other.

Unlike Fu Shou, Cai Shu is quite outgoing and organized.

Along the way, she was the one who introduced.

"Going in from here is the place where men write novels. Opposite is the place where women write novels. There are not many people at present. But the environment here is good, everyone gets along harmoniously, and the atmosphere is very good."

As Cai Shu spoke, Fu Shou nodded.

"Read novels written by women first, or novels written by men first?"

After introducing them for a while, Cai Shu raised her head and looked at the few people.

"I don't care." Zhuge Liang was not very interested in this.

Guo Jia was somewhat interested, but he couldn't say anything.

"Let's go and read the novels written by those men first." In the end, Huang Yueying made the decision.

"Go and have a look."

Yuan Xi said to Cai Shu, beckoning him to lead the way.

"this way please."

At this time, in the academy, in a large courtyard, seven or eight writers were talking about it, and in the room, there were still several writers sitting at their desks, or reading books to enrich themselves.

"The general and the prime minister are here."

Suddenly a person hurried in.

When these writers heard this, they were all taken aback.

Hastily returned to the hall.

The hall is quite spacious, with dozens of short tables.The four treasures of the study are placed on each case, and even the paper is good rice paper.

Although the material of this rice paper is not very good, but the texture is white, it is already the best paper.

It is usually used for painting. In order to allow them to write novels, Cai Shu bought a lot of rice paper out of her own pocket and spent a lot of money.

Ordinary paper is yellow and dark.

Far inferior to rice paper.

Most of these writers are down-and-out literati from poor families. They originally came from a good family background, but later they fell down, and even life is difficult to manage, but they have a certain spirit.

Some of them are very high-spirited, and even imagine that one day they will be valued by the general here.

So you have to write beautiful articles, good stories.

Some people can still write stories normally, but some people write them crookedly and write them as parallel prose.

After being taught a few times by Cai Shu and Fu Shou, although he restrained himself, he was not convinced.

There was a certain reason for this, and part of the reason was that they needed Yuan Xi to come over.

As long as they can meet Yuan Xi, they will have a chance to prosper.

Among the dozen or so people, there are many who have this idea.

Therefore, when they heard that the general was coming, these people sat behind the case, holding their breath and concentrating, with excited expressions.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and then they saw the president of the novel club, who was also the wife of the general.

Two stunning fairy-like women.

In the future, there will be two teenagers with starry eyes and bright eyes, and a middle-aged handsome man who is quite old.

Finally, there is a woman who looks around and looks extremely ugly.

These people were taken aback, not knowing which one was the general.

"Take out all your novel manuscripts."

As soon as Cai Shu entered the door, she gave orders.

A group of down-and-out scholars didn't dare to hesitate, they put aside and took out the manuscripts they had already written.

"Just take a look."

Yuan Xi smiled and said: "Don't be restrained, I called you here today to relax, don't think too much."

Zhuge Liang and Guo Jia looked at each other, smiled slightly, walked to a scholar's desk, and took a manuscript.

Yuan Xi also walked up to one person with great interest, and picked up a manuscript from his desk.

The first thing that catches the eye is the neat official script font.

I never thought that the story was well written. After turning two pages, Yuan Xi praised: "It's well written."

As expected of the royal literati, let these people in ancient times write novels, this novel is indeed quite wonderful.

The scholar who was praised was called Li Hanshan, and he had discovered early in the morning that Yuan Xi should be a general.

Because other people are vaguely dominated by Yuan Xi.

So after hearing Yuan Xi's compliment, he immediately said excitedly: "Thank you, General, for your compliment."

Yuan Xi was taken aback, "You know me?"

Li Hanshan was also dumbfounded. He just thought so in his heart and said it without thinking too much.

He hurriedly got up, saluted, and explained: "The grass people don't know each other, so I was just guessing."

Yuan Xi put down the manuscript and said with a smile, "How do you know me?"

At this time, everyone else forgot to come.

Because there are not many people who recognize him as a general.

Li Hanshan said nervously: "I, I think they seem to be centered on you, and you just told everyone not to be restrained."

Yuan Xi smiled, "But who told you that one of us is a general?"

Although he told Fu Shou and Cai Shu that he would come, he didn't confirm the time.

These people should not know.

Then Li Hanshan laughed twice, lowered his head and said helplessly: "Just now someone said that the general is coming, so the grass people know that it is the general."

"Who said that?"

Yuan Xi looked at the others.

A group of students looked at each other, not knowing what Yuan Xi meant, but they all looked at a corner in the corner in unison.

The man had no choice but to get up, "Go back to the general, I said it."

"Well, sit down."

Yuan Xi gestured.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, sat back and found that his back was wet.

"Li Hanshan, right? Well written." Yuan Xi commented earnestly, "You have the talent to write novels, write well, and novels will flourish in your hands in the future."

"Write the general as a compliment." Li Hanshan hurriedly thanked him.

"How long have you been writing?"

Yuan Xi glanced at it roughly. Although he didn't know whether Li Hanshan's story was a long or a short one, the number of words was estimated to be less than [-].

Because the words used are too simplistic, considering the situation of irrigation in later generations, the [-] characters are about [-] characters.

"It took less than a month for the grassroots to go back to the general."

Yuan Xi smiled and said, "So, about [-] words a day?"

Li Hanshan paused, frowned tightly, Yuan Xi looked strange for a moment.

"Thinking about what?"

"Caomin can be counted to draw about [-] words a day."

Yuan Xi was dumbfounded.

He looked up and found that the entire class was actually deep in thought.

Including Guo Jia and Zhuge Liang.

"These are not the key points," Yuan Xi said, "I will strive to write a thousand words a day in the future, but your three hundred words are too few. Of course, you don't need to use such concise words, and they will disappear in a few glances, which is not convenient."

Li Hanshan's face turned pale, a thousand words a day?

(End of this chapter)