[one]
Lin Kai, the leader of the martial arts alliance, was pacing in the study.
His counselor, the landlord, sat crookedly on the rattan chair and watched him pace.
"I think I missed one thing." Lin Kai said solemnly.
"Um?"
"I thought I knew enough about the battlefield to be able to predict the enemy's opportunities step by step." Lin Kaidao, "But since the influx of you traversers, this world is no longer the world I know well."
"Um?"
"In the past, wars were fought with swords, but now wars are fought with guns. Do you know what wars are fought with now?"
The landlord straightened up and said solemnly, "What do you rely on?"
Lin Kaidao: "Rely on public opinion."
"..."
The landlord patted his chest and turned back, still in shock, said: "I still think you want me to build a hydrogen bomb here."
[two]
Lin Kai walked to the window and chanted with his hands behind his back: "The white head rides the horse to pass the river, and the sword shines on the old liver and gallbladder."
"..."
The host applauded hesitantly: "Good poetry."
"I didn't write it." Lin Kai turned back and said, "It was written by a civil servant in the imperial court while crying. It is said that it was spread all over the country. After listening to it, the eighty-year-old woman picked up a hoe and rushed to suppress the bandits."
"..."
Lin Kaidao: "Do you understand public opinion? Public opinion. Ideological output."
The landlord said: "Understood."
[three]
The court wants to destroy the traversers.
The traversers want to overthrow the imperial court.
In the Battle of Fuyang two months ago, the imperial court seemed to have won a big victory, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that the imperial court would fall sooner or later with only those backward weapons and formations.
However, the pioneering team established by the traversers was exhausted, and it would take time to re-produce guns and ammunition.
The landlord stroked his chin and analyzed: "It seems that the imperial court intends to forcibly fight chicken blood, and extinguish the momentum of the pioneering group in one go."
Lin Kai sneered and said, "The Pioneering Team is not a fool."
The landlord said: "Yes, the Pioneering Group is also in urgent need of winning the hearts of the people. It is estimated that their poems will be flying all over the sky in a few days."
[Four]
Sure enough, the Pioneering Team launched a counterattack immediately.
While they were fighting, they gave some small gifts to the families of various places. Such as ballpoint pens and sanitary napkins.
These innocuous gadgets have successfully captured the hearts of a group of rich and powerful queens. The Pioneering Group made persistent efforts, trying every means to win over the aristocratic family and consolidate their future rule.
Their creations soon spread to the Wulin League.
"Life is not only about the present, but also the field of technology and hope."
"..."
The host slammed his sleeves and said, "Plagiarism."
Lin Kaidao: "Oh? Who copied it?"
"...People from our world." The host said, "There are still a few time travelers loyal to the imperial court. I don't know if they will stand up and strongly condemn them."
[five]
The court did not strongly condemn it.
The court published new poems.
"Why do I often have tears in my eyes, because I love this land deeply."
"..."
The landlord said: "Careless."
[six]
Zuo Yunqi couldn't help but went to the landlord.
"When I went down the mountain, my ears were full of limericks from the Pioneering Group. They were so lively, why didn't we, the third party, make a sound?" Zuo Yunqi said.
On the surface, the Wulin League has joined the camp of traversers, but in fact it is committed to reaping the benefits of fishing.
The landlord said: "We lost the opportunity, and now we must come up with a higher strategy."
Zuo Yunqi raised his chin and said, "Let me help you stroke it. What position does the Wulin League advocate?"
The landlord said: "Pacifism, promises to create an era in which traversers and aborigines coexist on an equal footing."
Zuo Yunqi said: "An anti-war poem."
The landlord said: "Is there anyone in this league who can write poetry?"
Zuo Yunqi pondered and said: "Not really."
"..."
Zuo Yunqi said casually: "The literacy of a ruffian in the rivers and lakes is at most a little bit of vernacular."
Suddenly the owner's eyes lit up. He held Zuo Yunqi's shoulder and said, "Thank you for your guidance."
[seven]
"Fiction?" Lin Kai frowned, "The ones that don't wait for the mainstream?"
The landlord said confidently: "Novel is only the first step. In the past, brainwashing relied on poetry, and later brainwashing relied on novels. Do you know what brainwashing will depend on in the future?"
"Rely on what?"
The landlord said: "Rely on IP."
"..."
Lin Kaidao: "What?"
"IP. We first launched a popular novel, and then asked the popular idol group 'Bamboo Forest 48 Xian' to write lyrics and compose music for it. The theater troupe adapted it into a folded play and toured around. Well-known artists drew comics... Covering all people, the whole world Brainwashing without any dead ends.” The landlord said, “The future of super IP is in our hands.”
"..."
Lin Kaidao: "What you said is very reasonable. But is there anyone in the Wulin League who can write novels?"
The landlord said: "Is this always going to be found?"
"It's not possible." Lin Kai said, "Otherwise you go?"
The landlord was shocked.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door and said: "Master, Fan Aiguo is awake."
[Eight]
Lin Kai and the landlord rushed to the pharmacy, only to see several beds side by side in the room, with gauze curtains hanging down, and figures on the beds could be vaguely seen. The room was filled with the fragrance of bitter medicine, and a young beauty with crescent eyebrows on her temples was turning out of the inner room with a porcelain bowl in her hand.
"Doctor Tao." Lin Kaike greeted politely.
Tao Zhongchi smiled and said, "Both come to see Brother Fan? He has just changed from a horse to a human, and he is still a little uncomfortable."
Lin Kaidao: "Which aspect is not suitable, moving or talking?"
"None." Fan Aiguo said sullenly.
Fan Aiguo sat cross-legged on the bed, while Xie Liang stood aside holding a mirror. Fan Aiguo turned his face to look left and right, and finally choked out a sentence: "Not too thin."
Xie Liang said violently: "Eat some meat and you will gain weight. Can you be a little grateful?"
Fan Aiguo made some mistakes when he crossed over. He originally shared the same body with Xie Liang, and later possessed a series of animals, ranging from a male wolf to a mosquito.
The danger of re-changing the body and fixing the soul is extremely high, and it involves the mysterious witch doctor's method. Looking around the world, only Tao Zhongchi, the descendant of the genius doctor, has studied it a little bit and has the courage to do it. Xie Liang did a lot of troublesome errands for the Wulin League, and finally got this body for Fan Aiguo.
Fan Aiguo was a new man, but he didn't show any joy, and sighed, "Can I change to another one?"
Xie Liang, a handsome young man, was so angry that he rolled his eyes.
[Nine]
Tao Zhongchi explained gently: "Use a human body to be reborn once at most, and many people will lose their souls if they can't survive this time."
Fan Aiguo said unwillingly: "The time I crossed over is not considered rebirth? Isn't this just twice? Maybe I am very talented, so I can fight again?"
Tao Zhongchi was stunned for a moment, and said: "Traveling is a matter of another world, and I have never studied it before. But it's best not to take the risk."
"I think you are addicted to changing, and it will be faster to reincarnate." Xie Liang took a breath before turning to Lin Kai, "Thank you for your help, leader."
"It's easy to talk about." Lin Kai said with a smile, "What is Brother Fan's plan in the future? Is there a place to stay?"
Fan Aiguo shook his head: "Can I stay here and work?"
Xie Liang said: "You don't know how to wear clothes alone, what use does the Wulin League want you for? Why don't you go back to Xie's Villa with me, and I can find you a job in the cashier."
The landlord suddenly said: "What did Brother Fan do before he came here?"
Fan Aiguo said: "Oh, I'm a clerk, the kind who prepares PPT for leaders."
[ten]
Lin Kai nodded meaningfully.
Fan Aiguo said: "Huh?"
The landlord said: "It's you."
Fan Aiguo said: "Huh?"
[eleven]
"Once upon a time, there was a young and promising boy who accidentally fell into the river during a trip. When he woke up, he found that he had returned to ancient times and became the gardener of a wealthy family. The young man tried his best to conceal his identity, but he still accidentally exposed it. Everyone was shocked and frightened, and beat and kicked him as a different kind. Only the eldest lady of the family took pity on him and left him to work. The young man was kind-hearted, he was bullied but he had no intention of revenge, he just wanted to live in peace with everyone. The young lady fell in love with him, and she made a private decision for life. However, the young lady's family noticed the abnormality, drove the young man out of the city, and forced the young lady to marry a young master of the same family. The young man was heartbroken and died of poverty and illness. Miss After getting married, I was shocked to hear the news of the death of my sweetheart, and wept bitterly and crashed to death in front of his grave. With a click, the tombstone slowly cracked, and a pair of butterflies flew out from it, and they disappeared among the flowers together. It's over."
"..."
The landlord tilted his head and said, "Write according to this outline, is there any problem?"
"Yes." Fan Aiguo said, "Isn't this Liang Zhu?"
"yes."
"..."
The host said: "In short, the central idea is 'slaughtering transversals should not be done, and it is even more wrong to kill aborigines. Only the moderate Wulinmeng are good people'. Just implant this concept, and the rest is up to you. Are there any questions?"
"Yes." Fan Aiguo said, "Why is it me?"
[twelve]
The landlord said: "This place is full of warriors. Mr. Xie is both civil and military, but he is an aborigine, and he can't understand the essence of time-traveling romance. Only you are worthy of this important task."
"..."
The host said in a persuasive way: "The requirements are not high, one chapter is serialized every half a month, and the manuscript is delivered on time. We will bribe the national storytelling organization to carry out carpet-style publicity, and issue a single-line block edition in three months. We will spend money to invite major writers to write prefaces and leave comments. .You still have royalties to get, so why not do it."
Fan Aiguo said: "What if I don't write well and can't deliver the manuscript on time?"
The landlord said: "We hired Mr. Xie with a high salary to supervise you."
Xie Liang smiled and flicked the sword at his waist.
"..."
[Thirteen]
Shan Bo moaned and woke up slowly, unable to remember what night and what night. He tried his best to open his eyes, and suddenly turned over and got up. In front of him was an ancestral hall with carved beams and painted buildings, but it was completely different from the style of Great Liang. Suddenly there was a voice from the left, and I saw a few men coming together, the first one was wearing a
[fourteen]
Fan Aiguo put down his pen.
Fan Aiguo said: "I can't write any more."
A low table was set up on the bed in the pharmacy for Fan Aiguo to write while recuperating. Xie Liang was sitting at the head of the bed adjusting his breath, but when he heard the movement, he had to open his eyes and ask, "Why can't I continue writing at the beginning?"
"Which dynasty was Great Liang thousands of years ago? What did people wear at that time?"
Xie Liang was afraid of disturbing the other wounded in the pharmacy, so he whispered: "This kind of thing can be ignored."
Fan Aiguo said: "That won't work, the story must be immersive. I am an author with aspirations."
"..."
Xie Liang scratched his brow resignedly, got up and said, "I'll go to the study to find materials for you. You skip this paragraph and write later."
[fifteen]
Shan Bo listened to the steward's lecture in silence, afraid of being seen by others, he didn't dare to say too much, so he took the work and went to the backyard to plant flower seedlings. He raised his head to wipe his sweat, and suddenly saw a beautiful figure passing by in front of the corridor. Shanbo looked intently, and saw that the beautiful woman's curves seemed to be frowning but not frowning.
[sixteen]
Fan Aiguo bit his pen and racked his brains to think about it.
[Seventeen]
Smoky eyebrows, a pair of weeping but not weeping dew eyes, more than thirteen graceful curls, cardamom tips at the beginning of February, Yun Xiang’s clothes are flowery, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold of Revlon, the waves are walking lightly, the socks are dusty, and the lotus steps are light Moved away.
Shanbo's sharp eyes just saw a sachet dropped by the lady's feet. Shanbo hurriedly tiptoed to pick up the sachet, patted it twice with his hand, put it up to his nose and sniffed vigorously, a smell
[eighteen]
"I found it." Xie Liang put a stack of books on the couch and said, "How is your writing going?"
Fan Aiguo pouted and let him see for himself. Xie Liang glanced at it and said angrily, "How many lines have you written in this half-day?"
Fan Aiguo said: "This is called excellence. I'm stuck again."
"Where is it stuck?"
"I don't know what a sachet smells like."
"..."
Fan Aiguo stretched out his hand and said, "Why don't you give me one?"
Xie Liang said: "No."
Fan Aiguo sneered and said: "Don't pretend, Mr. Xie, everyone loves flowers and flowers bloom. I don't believe that you didn't hide the sachet in your car."
Xie Liang said, "It's just not."
Fan Aiguo said: "Then let's take half a day off, go for a few laps in the street, and pick up one if someone loses it."
Xie Liang's long sword was unsheathed two inches.
Fan Aiguo retracted his head silently, bowed his head and added "an indescribable fragrance".