Li Changan was drowsy, half asleep, and did not wake up completely until evening.
"Are you awake? Do you want something to eat?" Hearing the change in Li Changan's breathing, the person sitting next to him turned his head and asked.
"Brother An, thank you very much." Li Changan said, his voice a little hoarse.
Annan asked the maid to prepare food, "You have too many injuries, I asked them to bandage them again."
"Don't say I took advantage of you."
Li Changan couldn't help coughing twice, and unconsciously pulled the injury on his body again. He grinned in pain, "If it's Brother An, you can take advantage of it."
Annan gently lifted Li Changan up with a half-smile, and stuffed a pillow behind Li Changan, "Really? Then I won't be polite."
"Can I still resist? I will leave my hundred or so kilograms to Brother An." Li Changan smelled the faint fragrance of Annan's body and couldn't help but take a few more sniffs.
"What are you doing?" Annan narrowed his eyes and spoke a few words between his teeth.
"Brother An's fragrance smells good. What's wrong with smelling it too much?" Li Changan said matter-of-factly.
Annan raised his hand and wanted to pull it off, but then he remembered the horrifying injuries on Li Changan's body, so he put it down gently.
"What? You know you're going to die, so you're going to indulge in your mouth? Or are you exposing your true nature?"
Li Changan smiled weakly and found that he couldn't even lift his hand, "Who is it to be Brother An? I don't dare to do it to the others, and they won't be beaten to death?"
"Haha..." Annan chuckled, "I thought you were a very dedicated person before, but then a girl named Yan came along, and now you are interested in men?"
"If you really do this, Brother Zhou and I must stay away from you."
Li Changan twitched his lips and said, "Get out of here, I'm a serious man and have no interest in men."
At this time, the maid came into the room carrying chicken soup and porridge.
Annan took it and put it on the low table next to Li Changan, "Drink some porridge."
"How can I drink? My hands are so wrapped that I can't lift them up." Li Changan leaned on the pillow and said weakly.
Annan sighed softly and picked up the porridge bowl, "I'll feed you."
Li Changan quickly refused, "No, Brother An, let me go and ask another girl to feed me, otherwise I'll get embarrassed."
Annan's willow eyes suddenly had a hint of chill, he stood up and moved out of the way, beckoning the maid to come over.
After finishing the porridge, Li Changan breathed a long sigh of relief, "It wasn't so serious at first, but why did it become worse after lying down for a long time?"
"The medicines you used are very good, but they are not overbearing trauma medicines. They mainly replenish qi, blood and vitality to avoid leaving the root of the disease, so they are slow to take effect."
Annan explained, and then asked, "Why are you so seriously injured?"
"The settlement of the Literary Saint List was a big deal." Li Changan shook his head helplessly, "I almost died in the academy."
"If it weren't for the deputy manager, there would be big problems."
Annan frowned slightly, "What problems can there be in the settlement of the Literary Saint List?"
"Have you ever heard of someone who had too much literary energy and died of explosion?" Li Changan looked at Annan.
Annan's expression changed back and forth, and finally he cursed, "I've seen a ghost."
After a while,
Annan asked again, "Why did you come to my place to recuperate? It should be more comfortable when you go back and have your sister-in-law and little sister take care of you, right?"
"If my sister-in-law and my little sister saw that I was so seriously injured, would they have to worry to death?" Li Changan said with a smile,
"When I can walk, sit and lie down normally, it won't be too late to go back."
When Annan heard this, he couldn't help but clenched his fists and wanted to punch Li Changan.
This bitch really can't say anything good.
"Stop standing there stupidly, go get me a chamber pot..." Li Changan raised his eyebrows and said with a mean look on his face.
Annan laughed in anger, "When you recover from your injury, I will let you know why the flowers are so red."
"Chrysanthemums are yellow..." Li Changan said seriously.
The chill on Annan's body almost turned him into ice cubes, and he left the east wing in a hurry.
Li Changan quickly stood up, stretched out his hand, and a ball of flames instantly burst into flames.
Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer outside, the flames suddenly dissipated.
A maid ran over carrying a chamber pot, squatted next to Li Changan, then blushed and stretched out her hand.
Li Changan almost sat up, "Well... what are you going to do?"
"Help Mr. Li... relieve himself..." The maid's face turned as red as a peach, and her big watery eyes did not dare to look at Li Changan.
As he spoke, a pair of jade hands were placed on the jade belt around Li Changan's waist.
"No... no need, thank you girl, it's really not necessary." Li Changan was so frightened that he broke into a sweat.
The maid finally stopped and stood up shyly, leaving the east wing.
Li Changan breathed a long sigh of relief and continued to activate Wenfa.
All the chamber pots for relieving oneself are just a pretense, and the top priority is to consume the literary energy in Taibai Wen Palace.
Three waterfalls fall down in the middle of the three-wheeled poem civilization. They are beautiful, but for Li Changan now, they are nothing more than a kind of torture.
He could feel that the literary atmosphere in Taibai Wen Palace would soon undergo some kind of qualitative change.
From Wenqi turning into liquid, to Wenqi condensing into elixir.
When the time comes, the quality of literary style will have to be raised to another level.
Even if you reach the ninth level of enlightenment, you have come to an end.
At this point, other scribes can prepare to take the county examination and be promoted to the eighth level of self-cultivation scribes.
At that time, the scribes will be able to use part of the grammatical skills without losing their strength.
But for Li Changan, the Qinglian Wenlu could not be balanced with the Taibai Wenlu.
To open Wen Palace again is to seek death.
Now, just a collision between Wen Gong and Wen Lu will make him die. If Wen Lu starts to collide head-on, he will definitely die!
Wait for the cultural atmosphere in the two literary palaces to be rebalanced.
Li Changan lay on the pillow again and slowly pulled off the quilt on his body.
After burning the fire for so long, the temperature in the room has risen a lot.
Li Changan closed his eyes and fell asleep, checking the new content in the mutton-fat jade book.
At the last moment when the Literary Saint List was settled, the literary energy generated was as vast as a lake. If the mutton-fat jade book hadn't swallowed up all that literary energy, the consequences would have been disastrous.
This time, five pages of new content appeared in the mutton-fat jade book, which greatly exceeded his expectation.
On the first page, Li He's "Yanmen Prefect's Journey" is a frontier fortress poem that has been passed down through the ages.
But the content on the second page made Li Changan happy. It turned out to be "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" by Mr. Jin Yong.
Look at the third page again, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".
The first two parts of The Condor Trilogy are here.
"Is this okay?" Li Changan turned to the fourth page and found a picture.
"Auspicious Crane Picture" by Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty.
Huizong of the Song Dynasty, the protagonist of the Jingkang scandal in the Northern Song Dynasty, was not a very good emperor, but he had extremely high attainments in poetry, calligraphy and painting.
The creation of "Thin Gold Style" made him leave a glorious mark in the history of calligraphy and painting.
This "Auspicious Crane Picture" is the proud work of Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty.
"It must be the same as Wang Xizhi's "Quick Snow Shiqing Tie" and "Kong Shizhong Tie", which need to be copied to see the effect."
Li Changan thought to himself and turned the last page, but was stunned on the spot.
It is also a picture.
It’s just that this picture is mediocre, without any subtlety!
The picture shows a patch of lush grass. There is a huge boulder in the grass, like a tiger lying on its side. There is an arrow nailed to the boulder, almost reaching its root.
Stone tiger picture.
Li Changan's mind fell on the picture, and he suddenly felt a sharp murderous aura that penetrated the cracked gold and stone and stabbed towards the center of his eyebrows.
A wave of heart palpitations and fear quickly took over my whole body.
Li Changan quickly opened his eyes, and suddenly he was sweating profusely, as if he had just been shot.