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In fact, the enthusiasm even exceeded Luo Xi's imagination.

Newspaper pricing, either the price is high, and a newspaper is profitable enough, or the price is low, all based on small profits but quick turnover.Luo Xi thought for a while, what he wanted was fame, and he needed to popularize it with the public, so he chose the latter.

In the early stage, it was natural to spend money, hire people to sell newspapers, set up shops, pay part of the manuscript fee, and even open up various restaurants and teahouses, so that storytellers can tell stories from newspapers inadvertently.

The literati look down on each other, but it is not ignorant to slander, those who have real talents and learning are often more admired.

In the past, Luo Xi and the others communicated more in their own circle, and only asked a few teachers for advice, but how many literati in the entire capital can fully understand their works?

In the shop specially used to sell newspapers, some people wrote a letter to comment, and some people were not convinced, and they sent their masterpieces to others with great interest, trying to compete for the first and second place, and some people started to ask about the manuscripts in the newspaper I hope that my work will be appreciated.

Of course, no one is as hot as Yang Yan.

After the opera libretto was modified by Luo Xi, the transition from beginning to end was even more touching, and the libretto was also meticulously crafted every sentence, and a part of it just happened to be stuck on the climax.

It is probably because everyone really lacks spiritual food, and now such an "inspirational" story suddenly appears, which makes people immersed in it immediately.

In the teahouse, Luo Xi and Yang Yan couldn't help but look at each other while listening to the storyteller tell the story in the newspaper.

"I thought my parallel prose or Cheng Chunbo's poems would be the first to catch fire." Luo Xi teased, "It's nothing more than ordinary people. I didn't expect that literati would actually like your operas more."

Of course, the main reason is that Luo Xi finished playing the parallel prose and poems all at once, but only played a quarter of the opera, and planned to serialize it.The follow-up is unknown, which makes people scratch their heads even more.

Yang Yan had no choice but to say, "You can go out and say that you changed it for me several times."

Luo Xi shook her head immediately, "Forget it, I don't want to be so famous."

The storyteller suppressed the names of the key figures, and when he talked about how the noble son discovered his brother's bad intentions, everyone downstairs applauded.

The waiter in the hall leaned against the pillar, and the poor man stood at the door, refusing to leave, and listened attentively to the storyteller's explanation.

When it came to the most critical point, the storyteller slapped the gavel, "If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next chapter to break it down."

After finishing speaking, the storyteller took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and began to pack his things.

"Hey, you." Everyone was dissatisfied immediately, and one or two stopped the storyteller, clamoring for him to finish the follow-up.

Yang Yan rubbed his chin, "Last time you told me to break the chapter, I didn't understand it very well, but now I seem to understand."

Luo Xi raised her eyebrows and smiled secretly.

Stopped by dozens of people, the storyteller had no choice but to say, "I saw this in the newspaper, and that's all that was written in the newspaper. It's useless if you force me."

"What is a newspaper?" Suddenly something new appeared, and everyone was at a loss.

"Hey, the old man is thinking, it's probably similar to Di Bao, only the content is different." The storyteller simply mentioned the place where the newspaper is sold.

Seeing that they couldn't find anything to ask, a mob of people simply went out and went straight to the place where the newspapers were sold.

"Let's go, let's go and buy one by ourselves."

Upstairs in the teahouse, Yang Yan picked up the teacup, "Tea instead of wine, I propose a toast to you."

Luo Xi picked up the teacup and raised their glasses to each other.

"By the way, is that Ruiying girl still with you?" Luo Xi finally remembered the business.

Yang Yan was taken aback, "What's the matter? In my village, I must be farming."

Luo Xi pondered, "Did Xingyue Pavilion send anyone to look for you?"

Yang Yandao, "I found him, but I didn't let him go."

Luo Xi knocked on the table, "I feel that the appearance of this Ruiying girl is a bit of a coincidence, why don't you check her identity again."

Although neither he nor Yang Yan had any feelings for this Ruiying girl, since she dared to show such an expression, maybe someone really liked that.

Yang Yan showed disgust, but still nodded.

The enthusiasm of the newspapers quickly swept through the entire capital. Yang Yan's operas were mostly operas, and some opera troupes sent people to the store to discuss whether they could spend money to buy the operas.

There were also people who didn't want to spend money, but when they inquired about the backstage behind this shop, including but not limited to Luo Family, Yang Family, Princess Mansion, Liu Family...all those who wanted to take advantage fell silent.

Yang Yan agreed without hesitation, offered a very low price, and sold it to a dozen or so theater troupes at one time, so that they could rehearse well, and if there was any problem, he could send someone to guide him. He was bound to make the play popular. the capital.

When Yang Binghua returned to Beijing, his colleagues had nothing to do, so they invited him to listen to stories.

Yang Binghua couldn't refuse, so he sat in the teahouse for an hour. Later, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he asked someone to buy a newspaper and read the script carefully.

The more he looked, the darker Yang Binghua's face became.

Then, Yang Binghua saw a familiar name near the script.

"Yang Yan!" Yang Binghua panicked and smashed the teacup in his hand.

When they went back, it was still early in the morning, Wang sent someone to call Luo Xi, and asked him to accompany him to offer incense, and Luo Zhi was also there.

In the carriage, Mrs. Wang explained to him kindly, "Since you returned to Beijing, many wives have asked me about you, maybe they intend to get married. But since you said last time that you don't consider getting married in the last three years, I'm thinking about it." , find a time to speak out."

Rejecting again and again, it is inevitable that people think that the Luo family doesn't like other girls, and if they talk about marriage in the future, it will add more obstacles.

Hearing Xiange and knowing the elegance, Luo Xi was taken aback, "Did Auntie find a master?"

A little order, saying that it is not suitable to get married, then this matter will be resolved.

Mrs. Wang nodded, "It's Master Liaochen from Huguo Temple."

Luo Zhi was a little puzzled, "Second Brother, wouldn't it be good to get married?"

Luo Xi thought about her words, "It's not bad for you, it depends on how the other person is. I'm very guarded and don't like people entering my room, but there shouldn't be too many secrets between husband and wife. It is more appropriate to confess, otherwise it is easy to suspect each other."

There are too many secrets in Luo Xi's body, and there are also some places that are incompatible with this world. He can't be honest about the existence of the system.

But paper can't hold fire. Once doubts start, they are endless.

Luo Zhi was ignorant, "Then you meet the right person, and after confessing, will you be fine in the future?"

Wang smiled, "How about the future, it always comes out slowly, how can it be so terrible. There is one person who can stand together through thick and thin, and love each other, this is the way of husband and wife."

Wang's words made Luo Zhi think a lot.

Luo Xi smiled and said nothing.Wang's words were more for him to hear, but his situation cannot be generalized.

The Huguo Temple is not so majestic. On the stone steps, the wind and rain left traces. The heavy historical charm made Wang and Luo Zhi dignified, and they stepped up the stone steps step by step.

Luo Xi accompanied them, occasionally helping Wang.

Although he himself is a materialist, things like time travel can happen, so he is naturally a bit shaken, but he chooses to respect ghosts and gods and stay away.

Luo Xi also went to burn a stick of incense, but it was just a matter of convenience.He was calm and didn't need anything.

The moment he turned his head, Luo Xi was startled, as if he caught a glimpse of Yang Yan on the stone steps.

A monk in his 50s or [-]s came out next to him. He clasped his hands together, recited Amitabha Buddha, and said to Wang, "Master, why don't you sit in the meditation room at the back for a while."

Wang's face showed a smile, "Then I will trouble Zen Master Chen."

Mrs. Wang was about to leave, but when she saw Luo Xi still standing there, she couldn't help calling out, "Ah Zhi, come here."

Luo Xi turned and followed.

Luo Zhi followed closely beside Wang, obviously admiring and curious about the temple and Zen Master Liaochen.

In the meditation room, Zen master Liaochen made tea himself.

Luo Xi sat next to her and sipped tea, the sandalwood fragrance was lingering, and the atmosphere was just right.

Wang first asked about Luo Zhi's situation, "Master, my daughter is fourteen now, and I am worried about her future marriage."

Zen Master Liaochen glanced at Luo Zhi carefully for a moment, and said seriously, "Looking at her face, the girl has a calm and calm personality, she must have a smooth life, a prosperous family, a harmonious husband and wife, and filial children."

Hearing the word 'husband and wife', Luo Zhi blushed, played with the purse on her body, and said nothing.

After hearing these good words, Mrs. Wang relaxed a lot.

No matter it is true or not, at least at this time, Mrs. Wang is serious.

Wang continued, "There is also my nephew, although he is old, but he doesn't want to get married for the time being, so he wants to ask the master to calculate it."

Wang's implication is extremely obvious.

Zen Master Liaochen was silent for a moment, turned the rosary, and finally sighed, "Your nobleman has a very good fortune. There is no need for the poor monk to tell him. He is like a fish leaping over the dragon's gate. The poor monk is afraid of revealing the secret, so he dare not say more. I hope the benefactor will not blame him."

Luo Xi didn't say a word, he didn't really believe in face-to-face.

After all, Luo Zhi herself relies on the Luo family, and she is not completely obsessed with love and love. The Wang family will definitely find her a good family member. The two families are married, and the husband and wife must respect each other. As long as the Luo family does not fail, Basically, Luo Zhi can walk steadily.

As for his so-called fish leaping over the dragon's gate... that's a bit of nonsense.

Mrs. Wang thought about it carefully, but felt that it was not clear enough, so she couldn't help returning to the topic, and continued to ask, "Master, what is my nephew's future marriage? Can I wait a few more years?"

"It's really not suitable for your son to discuss marriage in recent years," said Zen Master Liaochen, and couldn't help but smile a little.

"What Zen Master said is very true." Wang agreed.

With such a sentence, she can also let the wind out and refuse others.

Zen Master Liaochen clasped his hands together, "My lord, if you don't come to the Huguo Temple today, the peach blossoms will be reduced, but since you are here today, I'm afraid it will be a peach blossom robbery."

Luo Xi was taken aback for a moment, he had indeed been in a bit of a peach blossom recently.

Wang frowned, "This..."

Zen Master Liaochen said calmly, "Don't worry about benefactors. Whether it's a peach blossom robbery or a peach blossom luck, it all depends on your son's choice."