Hanjiazhuang.
"Yu Xi, this is the newspaper Dad asked Lao Hu to bring back to you from Chang'an!"
Han Li came in from outside, handed Han Yuxi a newspaper, and smiled.
Han Yuxi quickly took it and said happily: "Thank you, Dad!"
"Haha, look, what's in today's newspaper?"
"Um!"
Han Yuxi responded softly and began to unfold the newspaper and read it carefully. Today's headline news is what catches my eye - "Xuefeng Village kidnapped a good girl, and a man from Li County was so angry at the beauty that he drew his sword and challenged Beimang Mountain alone!"
Han Yuxi couldn't help but look stunned. The thrilling life-and-death rescue half a month ago reappeared in her mind again, and tears flashed in the corners of her eyes after a while.
"Yuxi, what's wrong with you?"
Han Lizheng saw that his daughter looked wrong and looked like she was about to cry, so he quickly asked.
"No, it's okay. Dad, today's newspaper is very good. My daughter wants to take it back to the house and read it carefully."
Han Yuxi immediately realized her gaffe, she quickly wiped the corners of her eyes and forced a smile.
Although Han Lizheng felt that something was wrong, he was a father and was always separated from his daughter's inner world. Some things were not easy to ask in detail. He could only nod and said:
"Well, go ahead. If you are unhappy about something, Yu Xi, you can go to Chang'an Qin Mansion to talk to your adoptive mother. Although you can't meet Xiaoxuan before you get married, you can still go to your adoptive mother's house. "
After confirming the marriage of the Han and Li families, Han Lizheng changed the title of Li Zexuan from "Young Master" to "Xiao Xuan". This was not because he was feeling arrogant, but because of the consideration of his daughter's life after getting married. If he continued to call Li Zexuan Young Master, that will invisibly lower your daughter's status.
"Well, thank you dad, my daughter is going back to the house first!"
Han Yuxi felt warm in her heart, stood up and said.
Han Lizheng nodded.
In the room, Han Yuxi picked up the newspaper again and continued to read the headlines. Although she has experienced all of this personally, she has experienced it from her own perspective, and this news is entirely written from Li Zexuan's perspective.
One afternoon, Ma Zhou asked Li Zexuan about the details of the Blood Wind Village. Li Zexuan had nothing to do at that time, so he told him about it, but he didn't expect Ma Zhou to write it into a news report.
Han Yuxi's eyes flowed carefully between the lines. At this moment, she truly understood the hardships of Li Zexuan's rescue at that time. The helplessness, despair, and hysterical madness once again touched Han Yuxi's heart.
These descriptions may seem exaggerated to others, but for Han Yuxi, who had personally experienced the kidnapping incident, everything was so real, and the actual situation was even more dangerous than what was written above.
"Master... Yu Xi owes you, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back in this lifetime!"
Han Yuxi couldn't help but cover her mouth and cry bitterly as she watched.
... ... ... ... ... ...
Anyi Square, Qiquge Workshop.
"Guanshi Ma, those three thousand newspapers have been sold out again. Do you want to continue printing more?"
Song Xiaosi ran in with sweat on his face and said anxiously.
"What?"
Ma Zhou was really shocked. He stood up and said:
"That's 3,000 newspapers! It's been delivered less than two hours ago. How come it's sold out so quickly? It's only two quarters to noon now. So, you go ask the printing department to print another 2,000 newspapers. Even if they are sold out again, It won’t be printed today either!”
"Yes, little one, go right here."
... ... ... ... ... ... ..
A mansion in Chang'an.
A young man in Jinyi who was fourteen or fifteen years old was holding the second issue of Datang Daily and reading it with relish.
"Tsk, tsk, this "Mortal Cultivation of Immortality" is really exciting, but why are there only four or five or six chapters? Where did the first three chapters go?"
Young Master Jinyi sighed with dissatisfaction after reading the three chapters of this issue of "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality".
"Brother is so stupid. The first three chapters are naturally in the last issue of Datang Daily!"
A teenage girl said with a smile from behind.
"Oh, what Yan'er said makes sense, Agui, Agui, come here quickly!"
Young Master Jin Yi suddenly realized this, patted his thigh, and shouted loudly.
"Master, why did you call Agui?"
"Go quickly and buy the last issue of "Datang Daily" for me, young master!"
Agui had obviously heard of the newspaper. After hearing his son's request, he suddenly looked confused:
"Master... Master, this newsboy only sells today's newspaper. I'm afraid there's no place to sell the last issue's newspaper!"
The little girl named Yan'er giggled and said, "Agui, you are so stupid. Don't you want to buy it from those who bought the last issue of the newspaper?"
"Yes, yes, you are so stupid, Yan'er is much smarter than you!"
Young Master Jinyi echoed.
Agui wiped the sweat from his forehead, bent down and said, "Thank you, Miss, for your advice. Master, Agui will buy a newspaper now!"
"Go quickly!"
Mr. Jin Yi waved his hand anxiously.
... ... ... ... ... ...
West Market, in the open space next to Zuixian Tower.
A middle-aged scribe in wrinkled white clothes was sitting in front of a long table. There were dozens of people of all kinds sitting in the open space, including men and women, old and young. The middle-aged scribe patted the table and shouted loudly. said:
"But Han Li tried his best, but in the end he failed to pass the Qixuanmen entrance test. In the blink of an eye, he reached the top of the cliff. In front of him, there were only six children sitting cross-legged and resting. Wu Yan was sitting with a man wearing a dark blue robe and carrying a heavy bag on his back. Holding his hands, the wealthy old man in his fifties spoke. Hall Master Yue and Protector Wang were standing beside him, and there were several people standing beside them... "
The audience below listened to the story with relish and drank the herbal tea bought from Zuixian Tower. They were very comfortable, and more and more people gathered around them.
"Shopkeeper, do you want me to drive this poor scholar away? The storyteller actually mentioned that we are coming to Zuixian Tower. It's really disgusting!"
In front of the door of Zuixian Tower, a boy said to Shopkeeper Liu who was listening to a book with a very expressionless expression.
"Snapped!"
"Kill you!"
Shopkeeper Liu slapped the boy on the back of the head angrily and said angrily: "Didn't you see that He Tiezui has brought so much tea business to our Zuixian Tower? Although tea is not as expensive as wine, you can still make a difference. There are so many mosquitoes, no matter how small they are, they are still meat!”
"Yes, yes, the shopkeeper is wise!"
"Go, go, make me a pot of tea! This story is quite interesting!"
Shopkeeper Liu waved his hand and sat back on the stool comfortably, listening to the novel leisurely.
Gradually, on He Tiezui's side, the sixth chapter of "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality" has come to an end.
"During Doctor Mo's time in the Qixuan Sect, although the disciples had never seen his skills and did not know the strength of his martial arts, he used his superb medical skills to save the lives of many disciples in the sect. Therefore, he Although he often has an expressionless face and few words, he is still respected by all the disciples in the sect. Dear guests, today’s story has been told. He’s life is not easy. Those who are rich can give me some money, and those who have no money can also give me some money. Field."
"Is this the end?"
"Yeah, it's too fast, I haven't heard enough yet!"
"Be content. He Tiezui talked about six chapters in one breath today. It's hard to read the first three chapters of "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality". Yesterday's newspapers didn't have much in total."
"Yes, I came here specifically to listen to the first three chapters!"
"Well, He Tiezui, you said it well, here, I'll reward you with this money!"
"Thank you, sir, for your support!"
… … …
The second update is in the evening. As for whether it is the third update or the fourth update today, let’s see the coding efficiency at night! Take the train back to Beijing tonight, God willing, don’t be late!
Thank you for your persistent reward. I am the only one who loves you!
(End of chapter)