Don't make trouble, let's build infrastructure!

As soon as the pen was written, Tong Ran felt that his righteousness had increased, which was different from the step-by-step process of storytelling, this time it was skyrocketing.Just as he was writing, he confirmed that this quill pen could really write smoothly and unimpeded.

It seems that not just inventing anything can increase righteousness, the key is to be useful.

After the skyrocketing, Tong Ran didn't stop, and directly wrote the first chapter of "Journey to the West".This is what he said before. When he wrote it, his righteousness did not change much, and Tong Ran was happy to be able to meditate.

Chu Jun poked the tiger's head to watch him write. This kid had already surprised him twice, and this stroke surprised him again.

I saw that he was able to move his pen freely, and his running calligraphy was as smooth as flowing water. It can be seen that he has put in a lot of effort to practice.

Not to mention this strange pen, would a 14-year-old boy living in Goulan Washe spend his time practicing calligraphy?In Chu Jun's view, being able to read and write is already very remarkable.

Tong Ran practiced running script at the beginning to write fast. Journey to the West has about [-] words in one episode. After more than two hours, he finally finished the first episode smoothly.Tong Ran stretched, only then did he notice that his little tiger was looking at what he wrote with its head stretched out.

"Zai Zai, do you understand?" Tong Ran rubbed its round head amusedly, and the little tiger looked serious, as if it could really understand.

Chu Jun shook the tiger's head violently: "Wow wow wow!" Don't touch my head!

Tong Ran: "Okay, okay, I know you don't understand, can I take you to listen to it next time?" Tong Ran smiled, revealing the dimple on the right cheek.

Chu Jun: "Wow wow!" I can understand!

After teasing the little tiger for a while, Tong Ran got up and took two steps.It was already late at night, but Tong Ran didn't plan to sleep yet, he wanted to get out all the manuscripts of the first three episodes tonight.

It's okay for him to not sleep occasionally, but his cub is still growing.

Chu Jun leaned over to the manuscript. He was reading it just now, so he didn't accidentally get patted on the head.

However, after only one glance, he was lifted up again and put on the bed.

Chu Jun: "Wow wow wow wow! Wow wow wow wow!" I haven't finished watching it yet, so put me back!

Tong Ran didn't care about it, pinched the back of its neck with one hand, and slipped it to him, saying: "Zai Zai, sleep well, brother has to work all night, if you make trouble again, I will throw you out to sleep with those wild cats."

Thinking of those wild cats, Chu Jun couldn't help shivering.

Seeing the little tiger shrink his head, Tong Ran was sure that his deliberately threatening tone had taken effect.Sometimes animals can't understand what you say, but they can understand your tone of voice and body movements.At this time, Tong Ran had written three big characters on his face, which was not easy to mess with.

The little tiger was injured, and he was young. Of course, Tong Ran was reluctant to let him sleep on the floor, so he put him under his bed.

Unexpectedly, the little brat only became obedient for two seconds and then became fussy.Get out of the quilt, sniff left, sniff right, kick two feet in disgust, just refuse to sleep obediently.

Tong Ran was tired, the quilt had her own smell on it, the brat was disgusting his own smell.

Tong Ran picked it up: "If you don't like my quilt, then I'll take you out to sleep with the cat." Saying that, she walked out the door.

Sure enough, the clever little tiger cub understood, and immediately called out "Wow wow wow wow".

Tong Ran lifted it a little higher and asked, "Are you going to sleep?"

Chu Jun was forced by the young attendant's coercion, and said "woo woo" twice, indicating that he admitted it.

Tong Ran smiled: "Zai Zai is so smart." Then he put it under the quilt.

Chu Jun arched twice, the tiger's nose is very sharp, he slept in Tong Ran's bed, and the smell of Tong Ran was everywhere.It made him feel at a loss at first, but after sleeping for a while, he gradually got used to it.

The little tiger finally calmed down, Tong Ran dragged his exhausted body back to the desk like a parent who had finished coaxing the child to sleep, ready to light up the night battle.

Not long after Chu Jun fell asleep, he opened his eyes.

It is no longer the smell of Tong Ran, but the familiar ambergris.

"His Majesty."

Hearing this, Chu Jun got up, only to see the national teacher sitting at the tea table not far from the bed, and none of the other maids in the Xuanshi Palace, including Su Jin, were there.

Chu Jun put on his shoes and got up, and he had changed into pajamas at some point.He put on his robe and sat opposite the national teacher.

The national teacher put down his teacup, sat on the chair and bowed his hands to Chu Jun: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"It's okay." Chu Jun's voice echoed in the empty room, "I want to know if everything in the dream is real."

The national teacher withdrew his hand and poured a cup of tea for Chu Jun himself: "I don't know what your majesty saw, but the dream and the dream are all true, so you don't have to doubt it. This unicorn pendant was once owned by Taizu. It was kept by the national teachers of the past dynasties, and I calculated it from the astrology a few days ago. It is beneficial to the fortune of Dacheng, so I sent it to Your Majesty. Only the blood of the Chu family can truly exert the magical effect of this unicorn pendant."

Chu Jun said nothing.

After a short silence, the national teacher said again: "His Majesty will travel across time every time he falls asleep from now on. When the distress is relieved and the country's fortune is prosperous, it will be invalid. The minister's words have been brought, and I will leave first."

Chu Jun glanced at the national teacher with his green eyes, and waved him away.

After the national teacher went out for a while, Su Jin trotted in: "Your Majesty, the national teacher said that you are overworked and need to rest, and no one is allowed to disturb you. Are you feeling better now? The small kitchen has prepared food and is always hot. The small one Just pass it on."

Su Jin looked carefully at Chu Jun's expression, and saw that his green eyes were looking at an unknown point on the ground, as if he was thinking about something.After a while, he nodded slightly.

After a while, the delicacies carefully prepared by the small kitchen were brought up one by one. Each plate was small, but very delicate, and they were all Chu Jun's favorite seasonal items.

This is gourmet food.

Chu Jun didn't want to be served, so he started eating with his own chopsticks.

There was also goose meat on the table, and Chu Jun took a bite, but it didn't feel very fragrant.

He stopped chopsticks, and Su Jin immediately stepped forward and asked him if he wanted some soup.

"Tomorrow morning, the decree will be delivered, and the morning court will be changed to once every three days." Chu Jun said.

The former dynasty died 300 years ago, and Dacheng Guozuo has been in power for more than 280 years, and it still does not show signs of decline. It has to be said that the lineage of the national teacher has played an important role.

Although Chu Jun is in charge now, whether it is Fu Lin's family or the other four great gentry families, they all have huge and intricate forces in the court.The outdated laws that have lasted for more than 280 years are no longer suitable for today, but with the constraints of the five noble families, reform is not easy.

Chu Jun touched the unicorn pendant tied around his waist, just trusting the national teacher once, he will not let Dacheng become weak in his own hands.

Su Jin Nuonuo should be, he dare not talk about such a big matter, but he knows his emperor and master, although he is constrained by many political affairs, he never slacks off, suddenly he wants to change the morning court once a day to once every three days , which is abnormal.

"Besides," Chu Jun said again, "Send a message to Zichang to go to Zhuoyang Mansion to buy a pen for me."

Pen?

Second Monk Su Jinzhang was puzzled: "May I ask Your Majesty, what kind of brush?"

Chu Jun drank a bowl of soup, wiped his mouth, and threw the towel away: "The most special one."

After finishing speaking, Chu Jun went straight to the study where the memorials were handled.

It was not until dawn that Chu Jun finished reviewing the memorials accumulated yesterday.He rubbed the space between his brows, and took a bath under the service of the palace servants before falling asleep.

The morning court was changed to once every three days, so there is no need to go today.

When Chu Jun opened his eyes, he returned to the narrow room.

He felt a little heavy on his body, and Tong Ran put one arm around him, lying on the side and fell unconscious.It took Chu Jun a long time to get out from under his arms, and jumped onto the long desk again.

There is a stack of paper on the desk, the handwriting on it is chic, like flowing water.

Chu Jun wanted to take a look, but Tiger Claw was very inconvenient, so he gave up after a while.If he accidentally knocked over the inkstone, this kid will spend the whole night in vain.Chu Jun returned to Tong Ran's side and got into bed again.

When Donglai Washe's new trick was posted, it was already daylight.This trick is later than usual, but the above content is not disappointing at all.

Cang Ping is in charge of the Yanwu Pavilion on the side of Zhuoyang Mansion. They sing and sing every night in their pavilion, but they are relatively free during the day. Donglai is a place he often goes to for entertainment.Yesterday afternoon, he was going to listen to Master Xiang Da's book, but he didn't expect that Master Xiang didn't show up. A thin young man told them a book called "Journey to the West".

The boy's storytelling skills are not very good, but the story is unique, grand and novel, and also contains the meaning of cultivating the mind and character.In the end, he stopped abruptly, and he didn't know when to continue, which made Cang Ping scratch his ears and heart.

He had met Li the shopkeeper of Donglai several times, and wanted to ask when there would be a reunion, but he saw the new trick posted by Donglai Washer.

A wall of people has surrounded Zhao Zi's surroundings.

"To tell you three times in a row, shopkeeper Li is really generous!"

"That's right, a new chapter is usually published once every five days or ten days, and ten chapters can be written for two or three months. Only in this way can it create a momentum that is popular inside and outside the city. Why did shopkeeper Li do the opposite this time?" ?”

"Let me tell you, my relative's relative works in Donglai Washeri. I heard from him that this Journey to the West is longer than we can imagine!"

"How long? Thirty times? Fifty times? Tell me!"

"This one……"

The area around Zhaozi was bustling with people. They didn't know how long "Journey to the West" was, but they had heard "Journey to the West" many times.These days, who doesn't have a relative or friend who loves to listen to books? Those who have listened to it for the first time in the elephant shed can boast that Journey to the West has nothing to do with heaven and earth.

Some people listened with disdain, but some were aroused curiosity.

Cang Ping was the one who had heard it for the first time, and when he saw it, he went in and bought a ticket without saying a word.After buying the tickets, I found out that the storyteller is still Xiang Dana?Why didn't the little boy say anything?

He took the ticket back to Yanwu Pavilion, and before he reached the door, he saw a familiar figure get off the carriage.The man was not short in stature, but was very thin, and he gave people a feeling of frailty in a trance. He looked like he was in his early thirties, but he was on crutches, and his left leg was slightly lame.

When Cang Ping saw him, his expression became serious immediately, he stepped forward and cupped his hands quickly and said: "I don't know Mr. Fan is coming, I'm sorry to welcome you, Mr. Haihan."

"It's okay." Fan Zichang raised his hand to stop Cang Ping's words, and asked as he walked in, "I'm just passing by. How is everything in the pavilion recently? Is there anything new in Zhuoyang Mansion?"

Cang Ping followed him half a step away, and replied: "Everything is fine in the pavilion. I'll have someone bring the account book to you for review later. Zhuoyang Mansion is also in business as usual. If you want to talk about something new, recently Donglaiwa She released a new book called "Journey to the West", and it has become popular all over the city after only one lecture."

"New book..." Fan Zichang pondered for a moment, then ordered, "Go and buy me a ticket." After finishing speaking, Cang Ping next to him was stunned, and went straight inside.