"Lalala, Lalala, I am a little expert in newspaper sales. I run around the streets with strong winds and heavy rains, and I shouted while running. Today's article is really good, and I can't escape the glory and wealth..."

A crisp newspaper selling song rang on the streets. When the tea shop, who was already accustomed to the song, raised his head all at once when he heard the next two lines.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

"The word has been changed...glory and wealth?"

"Hurry...buy one and take a look!"

Everyone reacted and put down the teacup in their hands and rushed out of the teahouse. It was not until they took over the latest issue of "Da Xuanmin Daily" from the newspaper boy that they noticed the three big words on the front page headline - the pillow record!

"Is this... Wuhou has written a new article?"

...

Zheliu Academy.

"Haiyi, I'm not wrong!" Kong Tianfang said to Tian Haiyi with the latest "Da Xuanmin Daily" with a smile, "Isn't this boy responding to Bai Mo immediately?"

"That kid doesn't care about anything on the surface, but he is actually very strong in his heart!"

"I thought he might have just added "The Eight Immortals' Legend of the Dao" in succession, but I didn't expect that he would directly rewrite a new story, and it was also a short story!"

"From the future, will the two of them get the benefit of us who are reading books?"

"With a competitor, let's see how Chen Luo is still showing off!"

Tian Haiyi smiled and filled Kong Tianfang with a cup of tea and said, "It's better to have a long-term vision for the head of the hospital!"

Kong Tianfang waved his hand, looked at the "Da Xuanmin Daily" in his hand, and said meaningfully: "This article has something to do!"

...

"Bang!"

Xingmu's voice resounded throughout the Xingyue Teahouse, and the energetic storyteller said with a full spirit—

"The world is a big dream, and life is cooler several times. Dear readers, I have obtained a new article from Wuhou today, and the article is "The Pillow Record". After reading it, my heart is surging. Life is like a fog, and it seems to be suddenly enlightened. I dare to open the show with the immortal poem Su Po Xian, explaining this strange article to you... "

Listening to the storyteller's preparation, before he had time to buy the "Da Xuanmin Daily" all focused on it, and he didn't even touch the breakfast on the table... The waiter, who had always been diligent, stood there consciously and stopped walking, looking at the storyteller on the stage.

In this way, a magical story was told from the mouth of Mr. Storyteller.

"The Pillow Record" is a legendary chapter created by Chen Luo's writer Shen Jiji in the Tang Dynasty in his previous life. It is a representative work of Tang legend. It tells the story of a poor scholar Lu Sheng who met an old man named Lu in a thatched hut, lamenting that he was not lucky and did not meet his talent. Later, he became a little sleepy. The old man gave Lu Sheng a pillow, claiming that this pillow would bring Lu Sheng wealth.

Lu Sheng took the pillow and fell asleep. When he woke up, he was full of energy, so Lu Sheng said goodbye to the old man and returned home.

But then, Lu Sheng's life changed tremendously.

First, because he met the daughter of a local aristocratic family, he fell in love with each other and took him as his wife. He got the help of his father-in-law and lived a prosperous life. Then the second year, he passed the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination and won the noble eyes, and was promoted to three levels in a row within a year.

Three years later, Lu Sheng was released as a prefectural governor of a state, building water conservancy, benefiting the people, and was engraved with monuments by the people, and was later promoted to the capital to serve as the Jingzhao Yin.

Not long after the Jingzhao Yin was invaded, the foreign invaders and the chief general was killed by the enemy. At this time, he was ordered to go to the army, to save the generals of the building, to defeat the enemy, expand the territory for thousands of miles, and to build a city to resist external detention, and to be supported by the people.

When Lu Sheng returned to the court, he became an important official of the country due to his contributions. Although he was framed by villains, he eventually became a virtuous prime minister.

But when he got older, his political enemies seized a handle from him and bewitched the emperor to dismiss him from office and imprison him. It was not until this time that Lu Sheng sighed like his wife, saying that he had good land and delicious food at home, so why should he pursue wealth and glory?

Fortunately, the emperor pardoned Lu Sheng for his death sentence and only sent him to a remote place.

As the saying goes, "A letter from the nine heavens in the morning will be demoted to Chaoyang Road in the evening."

But things went a long way. A few years later, the emperor found out that he had wronged him, so he summoned Lu Sheng back and gave him a high-ranking official and generous salary as compensation.

In the subsequent life, Lu Sheng gave birth to five sons, each in high positions, and he assisted two generations of emperors and ranked third. Until he died fifty years later, under the emperor's full grace.

At this point, Storyteller deliberately paused. The tea lovers below were all unresponsive.

This... is over?

To be honest, Lu Sheng’s experience is simply the highest ideal in the hearts of all Confucian scholars. Being loved by all the people, appreciated by the royal family, holding a high position, and mourning after death, isn’t this a complete template for the protagonist?

When listening to books, it’s really great to put yourself in!

Especially when I heard that I was framed by a villain, but eventually I regained my feelings. The comfort came naturally. Even if I kill the villain, everyone thought of at least eighteen ways!

But...it's all over?

This... this is good, but it is completely suppressed by "Nie Xiaoqian"!

Just as everyone was confused, the storyteller took a sip of tea and continued to speak-

"Lu Sheng bowed and realized that his body was lying in the residence. Weng Lu sat beside him. The owner was steaming millet but was not ripe, and he was as good as before..."

The tea chefs were stunned: Hum? What's the situation?

Is this a dream?

What is a peak turn? This is a peak turn!

It turns out that Lu Sheng has never woken up. He is a dream of marrying a beautiful wife, becoming a high-ranking official, becoming a general and becoming a prime minister, promoting and exiling, and ranking as the third prince. He is mourning and honoring after his death.

"The yellow beam will wake up in a dream, and the rootless and unrestrained return to the dust."

"Where is the golden dragon flying to the sky? It is better to be a real person in the mortal world."

As the storyteller finished reading the last few final poems of the storyteller, the awakening wood knocked down again, as if awakening everyone from a dream, and the storytelling in "The Pillow" ended...

But at this moment, a sudden wave of soul spread, and a little Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe shiny eyes. A soul similar to his vague appearance flew out of his body. After floating in the sky for a moment, he returned to the little Taoist priest's body.

"A dream! A beautiful dream!"

"Hahaha, I realized it, I realized it!"

"Thank you Wuhou, thank you Wuhou!"

As he said that, the little Taoist priest held a disciple's greeting in the direction of Dongcang City and bowed deeply.

A Confucian scholar came forward and asked, "Brother Taoist, you are..."

The Taoist priest returned the courtesy and said, "Your Excellency, this article has the charm of Zhuangzhou's dream of butterflies. The glory and wealth are like clouds and smoke, and the dream of the free and illusion of the spring and autumn is great. Xiaodao heard this article and untied the shackles of the soul. Yesterday, Xiaodao's disciples were already in the real world..."

The Confucian scholar was shocked when he heard this and quickly bowed again: "The Confucian scholars in the seventh grade of poetry have met Taoist realm!"

"Hahahaha, little brother, Taoism is free and free, and it is not based on common etiquette." After saying that, he looked at the storyteller on the stage and bowed, "Sir, this article is effective for my Taoist sect. Xiaodao doesn't know if it's still like this when studying directly. He dared to ask the sen to go to the Taoist senate with me. I wonder if it's convenient for sen?"

At this moment, the storyteller suddenly thought of the storyteller's "painted and slightest Nansheng" in the storyteller business because of the battle of "Du Shiniang" in the battle of the gods in Zheliu Academy. He suddenly felt excited and nodded repeatedly: "It's what I wish!"

The new real person smiled slightly, then rolled his Taoist robe and took the storyteller straight to the Taoist yard. Looking at the Taoist sect real person and the storyteller who disappeared from sight, everyone present took a breath.

An article helps Taoist disciples advance to real persons!

It’s worthy of being Wuhou!

Just based on this, how can Bai Mo compare?

...

Wenchang Pavilion.

Yan Baichuan looked at the "Pillow in the Pillow" over and over again, with a helpless look on his face.

"This Chen Luo, is it so worth fighting against himself?"

"One article allows the demon clan to break through, and one article allows the Taoist sect to advance!"

"Where is my Confucian school?"

"No, he has to spend some thoughts!"

As he said that, Yan Baichuan picked up his pen and was about to write a letter to Zhulin. At this moment, Leng Hanbing knocked in the door, holding a memorial in his hand, and said, "Mr. Wen, many demon tribes in the Southern Wilderness jointly wrote to the court, wanting to appoint a 'send Xuan envoy' to Daxuan to study. This is a memorial, and Your Majesty will transfer it to Wenchang Pavilion for processing."

"Send Xuan Envoy?" Yan Baichuan put down his brush and immediately forgot about the fact that he wanted to urge Chen Luo. For nearly a century, although the demon clan had had missions and Daxuan, he had never heard of the title of "Send Xuan Envoy".

The last time I sent an envoy to the court, it was traced back to the period of Emperor Lin.

The arrival of the Xuan envoy shows the demon clan's identification with the human race. Through the influence on the Xuan envoy, Da Xuan can also influence the internal affairs of the corresponding demon clan for a considerable period of time, which is an extremely beneficial political means.

Although the current memorial was not a letter of nationality issued by the Holy King Hall after the entire demon clan reached a consensus, Yan Baichuan still smiled knowingly at the densely packed racial names on it.

"This Chen Luo is really doing well in the demon clan!" Yan Baichuan praised in his heart. Then, he picked up a brush and ticked a circle on the memorial, stamped the seal of Wen Xiang, threw it to Leng Hanbing, and said, "Leave it to the relevant yamen, but there is one..."

"The tuition fees for each demon clan are recharged, just two to three times the previous standard of the Lin Dynasty. After all, I, Daxuan, are not rich either!"

"They will accept it!"

Leng Hanbing took the memorial and calculated in her heart that since she would accept it three times, it would be better to report it four times.

If you ask for a price everywhere, you must have room to bargain!

It is not expensive four times, and you can't afford a piece of great scholarly treasure!

Leng Hanbing spoke now, and even a piece of great scholar-in-law’s treasure could not be considered a expense!

...

Just as Daxuan was circulating "The Pillow" in a crazy way, Nanhuang, Fangcunshan.

In the study of Liaozhai, the entrance to the Yin-Yang Realm was opened again. Chen Luo fell out from the entrance to the Yin-Yang Realm, and then Chen Luo barely got up and retching.

At this time, Chen Luo's face was pale, and a black gas appeared faintly on the middle of his eyebrows.
Chapter completed!