At the entrance of the tavern, it became quiet for a while.
Liu Qingxi, who is standing with a qin in his hand, is swaying in his yellow shirt, and his whole body is full of charm. The phoenix eyebrows on his delicate face are upturned, giving people the feeling of an angry phoenix, majestic and inviolable.
This is the power of literary spirit.
Literary Qi has the effect of nourishing the body and shaping bones, which is usually invisible, but once it is stimulated by Literary Qi, the difference will be obvious.
Chen San and others were a little moved, but when he remembered the boss's instructions, a fierce expression quickly appeared on his face again, and then he spat viciously on the ground and continued: "Smelly bitch,
Do you think I can’t touch you because I’m Wenxiu? What I like to deal with the most is tough guys like you. Do it again!”
As soon as the villains get angry, the characteristics of the hob meat are clearly visible.
A dozen men brandished sticks, like a group of rabid vicious dogs, and attacked Liu Qingxi again.
Seeing this scene, some of the surrounding spectators could not bear to close their eyes.
"Miss, be careful..."
The tavern owner and maids also shouted subconsciously, their faces full of worry.
Seeing this scene, Liu Qingxi frowned, and a trace of real fire emerged from his eyes.
Her previous action was just a warning, but when she saw that these people were still retreating, she decided not to hold back anymore.
Zheng……
The guqin made a clanging sound.
Liu Qingxi's whole body was full of literary energy, and then a force of her own helped her hold up the seven-stringed guqin in front of her. Then she moved her jade hands together and began to slowly pluck the strings. After that, a sad and melodious tune was played in the tavern.
There was a long wave of waves in front of the door.
Plain girl complains!
This is the title of this piece. It tells the story of an infatuated girl who was abandoned by her lover. It was later created by a Kotomori writer who heard about it.
This song is sad and full of sorrow. When it was released, it caused quite a stir. Later, it was also used by the monks of the Qin Dao as a piece of music for their entry into the Taoist practice.
Liu Qingxi studied at Daming University for two years. She liked this story about plain girl's resentment very much, so she practiced this piece no less than a hundred times to make it the most refined.
At this moment, the sad meaning in the music was transformed by her, just like seeing the real person in the story, making everyone who heard it moved.
Chen San and others, who were directly hit by the sound of the piano, were already stunned in place.
They seemed to have really seen the scene where the woman who had been abandoned by her lover was weeping. They were so moved by the sadness and sadness that they couldn't help but shed tears.
Some of the weak-minded people even dropped their sticks on the spot and burst into tears.
Some of them don't even know why they are crying, they just feel that they are very sad inside, as if they are the one abandoned by their lover.
As the leader of the villains, Chen San could still struggle to resist at first, but as the music continued to play, Chen San gradually became lost in the music. His face, which was originally a fierce look, was unknowingly filled with
Tears, and in the end he cried like a one-month-old baby. It was hard to believe that this was the same person as before.
…
"Kotomachi Bunshu?!"
While Liu Qingxi was devoting himself to performing the music, in a teahouse on the second floor not far from the restaurant, a fat figure was sitting by the window, watching the scene from a distance.
Seeing Liu Qingxi using Qindao Wenxiu's method, the fat figure let out a sound of surprise, and seemed to be very surprised.
And this plump figure is none other than the wealthy businessman who was rejected by Liu Qingxi just at noon, Boss Wu Jinquan Wu.
At this time, sitting opposite Boss Wu's tea table, there was a man in Tsing Yi in his thirties.
This man was dressed in a Confucian-style robe, with a dignified appearance and a gentle temperament, like a Confucian scholar who had read poetry and books.
Hearing Boss Wu's surprise, he turned back and glanced in front of the restaurant, then smiled lightly and said: "That's right, and he is also a Qin Dao scribe in the eighth realm of literati. He has even touched the threshold of the ninth realm. It's quite impressive.
Not bad.”
After hearing what the man said, Boss Wu's face darkened, and then he stared at the man seriously and asked, "I wonder if Mr. Yan takes action, he might be able to defeat her?!"
Mr. Yan smiled faintly when he heard this, and said with a kind of confidence in his words: "Literary cultivators, all scribes have no ability to manifest themselves, and they are not considered strong. If I take action, I can naturally deal with her, but I'm afraid it will end later."
There will be some trouble..."
There seemed to be something inappropriate about Mr. Yan's identity, which made Wu Jinquan hesitate immediately after hearing these words.
Finally, he turned his attention to the front of Qingfeng Restaurant again, and at this time, Chen San had been completely defeated. When he saw this scene, a trace of gloom flashed across his plump face for a moment, but after weighing it several times,
After that, he finally breathed out and temporarily resisted the idea of letting Mr. Yan take action, saying: "Forget it, I have been waiting for so long anyway, and I am not in a hurry. Let Chen San take action today.
Give her a warning. As for the restaurant... As long as there is no Wenxiu opening books in her shop and attracting customers, I'm afraid it won't be long before she herself can't survive..."
Mr. Yan was silent and smiled softly.
This... is a conspiracy!
…
Bangdang...
In front of the tavern, the music of the piano stopped. Chen San and other villains had fallen to the ground, with miserable expressions on their faces and dull eyes, as if they were still immersed in the plaintive music of the piano.
This is the result of being traumatized by the sound of the piano.
Qin Dao Wenxiu originally uses music to enter the Tao and hurts people with music. A powerful person can easily turn people into idiots. Now they just made Chen San and his group temporarily lose their minds. This is all Liu Qingxi's mercy.
Already.
After all, she was just a woman in her prime, and she couldn't do such a thing as taking someone's life.
"Uncle Fu, I'm tired. Please ask someone to call the county police officer to take him away!"
Liu Qingxi, who had put away her guqin, looked a little tired. She thought that using her literary energy before she came was also a waste for her. After giving instructions to the shopkeeper behind her, she went back to the restaurant to rest with the help of the maid.
"Okay, okay, it's okay. If you want to eat, you can go to our Qingfeng Restaurant to dine. I have neglected you today, and I would like to invite Haihan. Anyone who enters the building to dine will immediately be given a pot of high-quality bamboo leaf greens, which can be regarded as an apology to everyone...
"
The shopkeeper is also a good person. While evacuating the surrounding audience, he also took the opportunity to advertise the restaurant to attract people.
Among the crowd, Su Ping'an, who had watched it from beginning to end, once again had a new understanding of the practice of this world.
"This is the fighting method of literary cultivators in this world?!"
Su Pingan's eyes flashed.
He is even more looking forward to practicing in the future and being able to manifest his abilities.
It's a pity that I am a loser now. If I could just take action and show my hand in front of the beauty, I would no longer have to worry about my next dinner and where to stay.
"It seems that you have to rely on your own housekeeping skills to make ends meet!"
Su Ping'an relaxed his muscles and bones, then raised his head and glanced at the sign of Qingfeng Restaurant, and then stepped in.
By this time, the sky had become completely dark, and candles had been lit in the restaurant.
Qingfeng Restaurant looks inconspicuous from the outside, but when you walk inside, it's a world of difference.
The decoration inside the house is not luxurious, but it is elegant everywhere, especially when you enter the restaurant, you can see a jade jade standing in the center of the lobby.
That is the Wen Bang.
The Wenbang is an important cultural treasure for calligraphers and writers to publish their works. It is like an official seal and can only be authorized by the government.
The literary list can communicate the world of literature. As long as a work is published on it, it will leave a trace of the literary world, so that there will be no piracy or unauthorized reprinting.
To put it simply, being on the literary list is equivalent to registering a copyright.
At the same time, the Wen Bang also has a magical effect. It can be connected to Wenxiu using a jade slip. Wenxiu can use the jade slip to publish his own works. If others want to read it, they only need to use the writing paper to print what they want to see.
Chapters are enough, so that everyone doesn’t have to crowd in front of the jade wall to read it.
The literary list will also automatically arrange a literary list based on the weekly sales of each novel. This list is similar to the sales list of the novel website in the previous life. It allows people to see at a glance which books are being read.
There are more people and it is also the most popular.
“Isn’t this just a simple novel website?!”
After entering the door, Su Pingan's eyes naturally stayed on the essay list for a moment. He smiled and then glanced around, and then saw Liu Qingxi who was resting at a guest table.
It was dinner time in the evening, but there was still no one in the restaurant. In the huge living room on the first floor, only Liu Qingxi and the maid Ling'er were empty.
Both of them had their backs to the door, so naturally they didn't notice Su Pingan walking in.
The maid Ling'er was still massaging Liu Qingxi's shoulders, seeming to be helping her relieve her previous fatigue. At the same time, the conversation between the two was faintly heard.
"Miss, those people are so abominable. They must be boss Wu's people. We just rejected him at noon. Unexpectedly, he sent people to cause trouble just at night. It's really annoying!"
"I know, but this is business. When my father was still here, he took care of all these things, so I didn't have to worry about it at all. But I didn't expect to find out until I really had to face these insidious tricks.
It turns out that even small things are not simple..."
"Miss, what should we do? If they come to cause trouble in the future, won't we never be able to open the store?"
"These are nothing now. As long as I'm here, they won't be able to cause trouble. The biggest headache now is that our restaurant can't recruit famous literary figures to help us support the show. Without good stories, our restaurant won't attract people.
People will not have regular guests. If this continues, I am afraid that we will be unable to hold on without others taking action..."
Liu Qingxi understood her current situation very well. Understanding it was one thing, but whether she could handle it was another.
It's not like she didn't think about finding some famous literary cultivators to help her support her career, but those famous literary cultivators in Qingyun County had already been lured away by other bookstores or restaurants, or they were secretly beaten by Wu Jinquan.
I didn't even dare to come to Qingfeng Restaurant due to threats.
So now Liu Qingxi is passive and struggling.
After hearing these words, the maid was so worried that she almost cried, "Then what should we do, miss? We can't just watch the restaurant close."
When Liu Qingxi thought of this, he also let out a long sigh, with deep fatigue and worry in his tone, and said: "It's not that there is really no way. If it really doesn't work, I can still fix a book and go to Daming Mansion to find it.
Some people from the academy came to help, but it was just those people from the academy..."
Speaking of this, Liu Qingxi shook his head helplessly, as if there was something unspeakable in it.
Just when the master and servant were worrying about the future of the restaurant, Su Pingan happened to come closer. He coughed first to attract their attention, and then he formally stepped forward and introduced: "My lord, Su Pingan.
May I ask if you two are looking to recruit literary cultivators?!"
"Um?!"
Liu Qingxi and maid Huan'er turned around together...