I Became a Sage Through Idle Books

Ren Ji stood on the bow of the ship, with his mother's coffin in the cabin behind him. Facing the invading enemy, he held a long sword and looked firmly #Weekly fan submissions##Fan Jianghu Zone#

In the small town, shop flags fluttered in the wind, and the shops along the street were bustling with people. Smoked willow painted bridges, windy green curtains, and hundreds of thousands of homes. On the river that passes through the city, there are cargo ships loaded with goods, paintings filled with guests, and even pleasure boats of scholars and oirans. The city is lined with pearls, the households are full of luxury, and the luxury is high. The corridors of the mansion with carved beams and painted beams stretch back to the waist, and the rows of buildings have high eaves. "Xiao Luo, wait!" On the stone road by the river, a woman dressed in Tsing Yi chased the boy in white in front of her. The young man hung a jade pendant on his waist, carried a long sword on his back, and walked towards the distance. The boy in white was strolling in the courtyard, but the woman never caught up with him. "I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it together, but it didn't work out. I'm a young man traveling." The young man in white murmured to himself, and his steps gradually slowed down. As the boy chanted, a wine gourd appeared in his hand, and the woman just arrived. "Xiao Luo, don't run away." The woman in green chased after her and grabbed the boy in front of her. "Sister, you don't have to worry about me. I'm just going to attend Xu Taigong's birthday banquet outside the city." "Go to Xu Taigong's birthday banquet with only a sword and no gifts? They thought you were going to cause trouble. Fortunately, I prepared it for you," Chen Xuan took out a sandalwood box and took it from Chen Luo. Sword, "There is an old ginseng inside. Remember to say congratulations when giving gifts. I'm leaving first. I'll ask Uncle Ping to pick you up when the time comes." "Sister, be careful when you go back!" Chen Luo came outside the city. The road was covered with festive decorations and there was an endless stream of cars and horses. In front of the Xu Mansion, Chen Luo looked up at the plaque above the red door. The word "Xu Mansion" was engraved in the wood. At a glance, he knew it was written by a famous artist. It was rumored that this was written by Taigong Xu himself in order to celebrate the birth of his eldest son. The attic with blue tiles and red walls is decorated with lights and colorful, and it is very lively, just like the Guidian Orchid Palace. Among the countless pavilions, there are gentle and elegant Confucian scholars splashing ink on the wall, "sprinkling the brush on the plain wall when they are happy, and the brush is like a shooting star", "as if hearing the magic and thunder, and seeing dragons and snakes running away from time to time", attracting praise; Or the elegant young master from aristocratic families. Flying up, the swords and swords were shining, "The horse is so fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt", "The iron horse is as strong as a tiger," which attracted bursts of applause; Or the highly respected officials were chatting and laughing, "If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, don't let the golden bottle face the moon", " "Xie Gong's residence is still there today, and the Lu River is rippling with the cries of apes", which attracted the echoes of his disciples and guests; Or the wealthy landlords and businessmen with jewels and jewels talked about it, "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable", "The clouds are like clothes and flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold and the dew is thick", It made the wine maid extremely shy... "It takes ninety thousand years to fly, and eight thousand years to live coincides with spring! Chen Luo, Chen family in Wan'an, wishes Taigong Xu a long life and a wealth of blessings!" As he chanted, a shadow appeared behind Chen Luo, a Kunpeng spread its wings, and a giant tree reached the sky. "Okay! Okay! Okay!" Taigong Xu smiled brightly, "Come here, give me a seat!" "Thank you, Taigong Xu!" "Mr. Chen, please." The attendant came to Chen Luo, bowed slightly, and led the way. "Today is Xu's 100th birthday. I am honored to see the talented young people today. I will die with no regrets! Hahahaha——" "Our era The days of those who are the same age are gone. I hope you can carry on the teachings of the past saints and create peace for all generations! " The era of the older generation has ended, and the new era has begun. This is the era of the new generation, and it is also the era of Chen Luo! This is the end, but also the beginning...

Daru

I don't know what you readers think of this book. I personally read 400 chapters, and the more I read, the more impatient I am. The first part is okay, but the later parts become more and more outrageous. The logic does not make sense, the plot is incoherent, and I can't fill the holes I dug. The important characters appear in the early parts and disappear in the later ones. The later articles are just copycats. The background of the story is the literary world. Just copy some poetry, and also copy the original text of Xianwen! There is no good layout throughout the story, and the story development route, strength levels, and realm divisions are not clear! The character's camera movements are also not handled well. A dying actor has to explain his name, identity, and background, and then he is immediately killed! Some important people entered the small dark room, such as Zhong Kui, the little black cat, Chen Xuan, the little maid... Such early important and individual characters were written into the cold palace! ! ! The protagonist has no personality! He doesn't have a distinctive personality, he was still a rookie in the early stage, but he is smart, calm and pointless! In the later stage, he gradually became super strong, but became cowardly! And as the protagonist, in most of the subsequent plots, there is no sense of participation. The protagonist becomes a third-person bystander! The plot of the story develops suddenly, some things happen without warning, and some things do not happen as planned. It was previously stated that if you win a poem by writing poems, you will be summoned as a son-in-law by Princess Pingyang, but there is no follow-up! ! The emotional line between the protagonist and Sixth Senior Sister suddenly appeared! Even her master had to carefully keep the life of Sixth Senior Sister a secret from her, but just like that, without any warning, it was revealed out of nowhere! Brainless fun! Gou Ri De, shrimp completely light, Pai Daxing...

Well, recently, the number of readers has suddenly increased, and some questions in the chapter reviews have been bombarded with questions. I will open a separate post to explain... 1. About orthopedics. I don't know orthopedics, because I know 404~ 2. Pity this little girl Must kill, won't engage in any ambiguous entanglements and then take her into the harem 3. Power system Although this book draws on other systems, it is generally original and has complete logic... So there will be no such thing as killing three corpses~ Because the system has many branches, in order not to affect reading, it will not be listed separately for the time being, and will slowly unfold as the story 4. World View This book has the world view of this book. In it, Taoism does not have various immortal systems, and Buddhism does not have any mythical Bodhisattvas ~ It is different from the Buddhism and Taoism we talk about, and the teachings are also quite different. This is why I wrote it It's easy to substitute, and it can be understood that it is a castrated version. As for the reason, this is a big foreshadowing Finally, this book is my first time to write online articles, and I will work hard to improve. I hope everyone likes it~ The key is that you don't care, it seems that I want to follow it, thank you🙏

After seeing the part about the underworld, I still gave up, and it still didn't suit my taste. Let me talk about a few points that are incompatible The first is that the protagonist is not worthy of being the leader of the way. In addition to firmly standing on the stand of the human race, he is just a copywriter. The method of opening the way was also given to him by Wen Xin. Not to mention a few of his senior brothers, who can't be the hero who dedicated his life for the human race in the book? The second protagonist has a strong bloodline nepotism. Wherever the protagonist goes, there are seniors who open the door for convenience. They say that everyone is like a dragon, helping the weak, such as awakening the bloodline of the ancestral demon of heaven, and specifically writing a weak person who is bullied and then the protagonist gives the bloodline, just like the eldest lady helped a beggar out of charity but did not see that there are thousands of beggars. In the third mid-term, the article settings began to be changed. Wenzhao gaining fame is a kind of behavior that gives oneself pleasure under the banner of helping seniors spread masterpieces. I still feel that there is a gap The arc of the fourth character is not very complete. The human race and those who help the protagonist are both good, and those who oppose the protagonist are bad, and the empty space is purely good and bad. This is relatively minor and is a common problem with Shuangwen and butt problems The fifth and most important point is that the recent unsatisfactory life experience has prevented me from bringing in the protagonist, and has led me to the roadblock that was easily cleared by the protagonist's elders 😭😭

The beginning of this book is really good, and it has the meaning of a best-selling book five or six years ago. Maybe it was five or six years ago, and the author's character creation also stayed at the same time as five or six years ago. I have read more than 200 chapters so far, and the female characters seem to have never seen men before. Fortunately for Miss Luo, the previously popular Da Feng has written in detail about the psychology of such women's devotion to poetry. Chen Xuan is really funny. The scene where a sister turns into a childhood sweetheart is so bad. The author insists on doing something fancy and euphemistically called a counter-routine, so that's it. Xiao Longnu is really good at giving things for free. A senior sister is so ambiguous in less than three chapters. It would be nice if there is a corresponding description. But after more than 200 chapters, she is still giving things for free. Is there any hidden secret, like the way a duck calls someone mom after it hatches? I won't say much else, because after 200 chapters, the main female character is ambiguous This is the Dragon Girl Then there are Ren Ji, Song Wuji, etc. The switching of the perspectives of these characters seems to me a bit like the witch who let go of the second eye. Maybe I also learned the second eye from somewhere. I don't care, the point is that I didn't learn it from home. If you don't know where you didn't learn from home, you can compare it yourself. There is also the group of Confucian people, where the author himself plays tricks and plays in the sand pit. No matter how the author evaluates those readers who talk about "bringing down intelligence", anyway, this novel itself is not about showing off intelligence, so don't worry about it. But after all, these great scholars have read so many books that their writing style cannot be seen as genuine wisdom. No one has questioned it until now. Chen Luo is good at all kinds of poems, songs and poems. He is twenty years old. In ancient times, his writing style ranged from emperors to merchants. Such people have higher poetry than Li Bai. When ordinary people look at Li Bai, they think he must be at least an immortal. When looking at Chen Luo, their emotional feeling is - what is this? Can such a person exist in the world? As a completely transcendent being, there is no need to be surprised at his achievements. In fact, the Confucian, Taoist and Buddhist author in this book also said that people who have been reformed by demons have normal shortcomings. But the author's description of the villain is just like why not eat minced meat. For example, Zhang's description of thoughts is completely at the level of an elementary school student's argumentative essay, which is empty and empty. Killing such a villain feels like a waste of time. It's summer afternoon, and my thoughts are not flowing smoothly, but I can only think of a few bad points about the characters. What I want to say to readers who are new to this book is that this book is for the sake of fun. It is straight out of the book after more than 200 chapters. I just want to pretend. While you are having fun, you can also learn more about poetry and novels. This kind of literary novels can be regarded as entertainment, just to make up for your lessons. As for the writing, it's okay at the beginning and I'm careful, but it becomes more and more streamlined later on. By the way, Xiao Longnu is so good at every turn. Such a second-level skill must be at least ten years before the starting point. What a longevity.

February is full of flowers, and the three colors of bamboo and autumn cover the fragrant curtain. The sound of peach waves welcomes new guests, and it is called Chensu Xian when it is popular. The peace of cardamom is good, and the pagoda trees in the sky are pitiful. If you want to invite the bright moon in midsummer, the gardenia flowers will bloom and the stars will be held together. In late summer, the water is green and the lotus pond is filled with foam and rain. In the dream of autumn, I am happy alone with the water of Shu, and I feel humble even if I have no food to enjoy. The clear autumn leaves are flowing with water, and the catkins are falling in Guihu Lake. The condensed water has been frosted, and the bland and gurgling mulberry leaves have fallen into the title. On a cold night, in the frosty and beautiful butterfly realm, Meng Dong lies in the snow and laughs at the wise man. Who did Ting Tonglong lurk towards? How much is Chang Yue Xuanji worth? Returning at the end of the year to look for old friends, there was a great reunion in Jiaping. The thunder of Donghuang climbed to the heights, and the wind swirled in the early evening. The misty rain in the flowing mirror arrives early, and the white horse circles Qingxuan. Su Shang Xiawei is tired as a scholar, and the golden sea changes her smile. The snow is not sensitive to the warmth of the oven, and Yuan Ying writes about Zong Xuan. The meal clouds lie on the rocks, the flowers are cold and the flowers are late, and the paint pipes are floating and white, which makes people feel uncomfortable. The empty valley suddenly spread thousands of miles away, and the snow case outside the window was silent. The good times in the four seasons are not dreams after all, but they teach Confucian students to be even more sad. If you want to lead the horse's hooves to step on the steep mountains, it will be empty when you look back all the way. It's hard to go back when I say goodbye to my old age, with a sky in my chest and a heavy heart. Who taught a young man how to make his hair green again when there is frost on his temples? I have also traveled on horseback to see the wonders, and wanted to cross mountains and rivers to look at my dreams. I also want to go there in white clothes and wield a sword, without having to worry about Baguiotong. It's hard to sleep without a cup of wine, but I dare to teach the princes to worry in the middle of the night. If Wangyoujun is interested, who can pity the Confucian Prime Minister who has grown old? How many people ask about Qianqiu's achievements? How can Anbang survive for generations? But don't let others laugh at me. I will stop writing the book. The beauty and talent are a perfect match, but the red makeup cannot bring them back. There are no innocent souls in the well, and it is difficult for the candlestick actor to sing. Chu Sheng's ink stains the pond with hatred, and the rules of the ages are not easy to follow. The war net is soaked in blood and broken by fire, and the brocade book follows thousands of steps. He shines brightly in the world, but there are still a few prisoners left in the world. Chasing the beauty of the moon month after month, looking forward to a song of relief but always worrying. Searching for the path to immortality, traveling among the stars in the long sky. The blue frost is caressing the bright colors, I don't ask for anything extravagantly. The delicate condensation will eventually end without saying a word, and it is difficult for me to start singing. When the pot of mellow wine is dry, it means that you are not drunk, and the blue abyss is roaring and the waves are flowing. Who has ever passed by Cui Wei Yueyue, riding on the mist of mist to speak with his heart. While Junqing is in Yunqi Valley, the swinging plate disturbs and clears the throat. The twelve-year-old boat celebrates the New Year, melancholy and even more timid. The courtyard is full of new peaches, and the neighbors from far and near are smiling. On the first day of the year, the calendar is changed to Xiankang, and the lights are noisy and the heart is Huiting. I think about my recklessness again in my old age, and I cry and laugh but look away.

"Junior brother, let's go out for a walk." Yun Siyao held Chen Luo's hand with both hands and shook it coquettishly. Chen Luo turned around, held Yun Siyao's catkin with both hands, and looked at Yun Siyao's bright, watery eyes, eager to go out and play. "Okay, but we need to change the makeup. We are afraid of attracting onlookers if we go out." Yun Siyao nodded, the makeup changed quickly, and Chen Luo directly transformed into another appearance. Not long after the two of them walked out the door, Chen Luo asked: "By the way, senior sister, have you brought any money?" Yun Siyao was stunned, and pouted: "No, shouldn't you bring it, junior brother?" Chen Luo looked at the person in front of him that was completely different from usual. Such a senior sister couldn't help laughing. He leaned close to Yun Siyao's ear and whispered softly: "Senior sister, let's stop pretending like this, okay? I'm not very used to it." Yun Siyao was so hot that his ears turned red, and then the red cloud gradually spread to his face, and his fair face suddenly turned pink. Chen Luo watched his senior sister's face turn pink, and couldn't help but become playful. He still whispered into her ear, but this time he changed his ear. "Senior sister, what we are saying is, who taught you this, can you tell me?" Yun Siyao pushed his dear little junior brother away, then blushed with embarrassment and turned his head away. Chen Luo was not annoyed, he just smiled silly. He hugged Yun Siyao from behind, then leaned down slightly and blew the wind against Yun Siyao's neck, causing her hair to fly upward slightly. Yun Siyao probably couldn't bear it anymore. She opened her red lips and teeth, and said with shyness and innocence: "Who, who told you to play with Nan Zhi like this two days ago? I... I saw you and Nan Zhi playing so happily, I just thought you liked this." After saying that, Yun Siyao covered her face with her white and tender palms to hide her blushing face. Chen Luo suddenly felt a little funny and laughed out loud. After laughing twice, he suppressed his smile and explained seriously with a smile: "Senior sister, what do you really say? Nan Zhi no longer has the arrogant mentality before. Apart from the arrogance and the burden of being the empress of the tiger tribe, she is just an ordinary girl. Normal girls are just acting coquettishly. Senior sister, you don't care. Do you want to learn? " Then, Chen Luo came close to Yun Siyao's face and blew into her ear again: "Senior sister, can you learn some things I want, such as..." Before Chen Luo finished speaking, Yun Siyao broke away. Seeing Yun Siyao running home quickly with a blushing face, Chen Luo smiled happily. Well, if you exclude a bunch of people staring at Chen Luo and looking at Aunt Yun Siyao's smile, this must be an excellent painting. Chen Luo woke up and realized that he had been stared at for a long time. Pretending to be calm, he coughed twice, and then chased Yun Siyao with wind on his feet. There was an old man nearby stroking his short beard. Looking at the scene of him running away, he couldn't help but sigh: "Is this the young man now? It's so good." After Chen Luo ran after Yun Siyao, he took off his disguise, put his hands on his face, and felt a surge of heat. "Huh." Chen Luo leaned against the wall, looked at Yun Siyao, and smiled knowingly. "I thought, junior brother, you are very thick-skinned now and won't blush with shame anymore." Yun Siyao returned to his previous state and said with a hint of joking. "Humph." Chen Luo snorted, his smile became a little unrestrained, and he stared at Yun Siyao. Yun Siyao suddenly felt something was wrong and wanted to escape, but unexpectedly he was hugged by Chen Luo. Chen Luo stared at Yun Siyao and kissed her hard. Yun Siyao tried to pretend to struggle for a while, then fell into the gentle land. "Junior brother, how about we..." Yun Siyao said shyly during the break. Chen Luo was overjoyed and arranged everything he needed. He never expected that his joke would be taken seriously. Sleepless on a moonlit night.

This book should have been inspired by poison, and I think it's good for Confucianism and Taoism. Because he has learned a lot of poetry, of course the author found a new way to create an alternative "classic collection of classics and history" through novels and dramas. It's considered food. I don't think it's poisonous. Maybe it's too much in daily life. I hope the author will work hard to update and get rid of the shame of being a literati as soon as possible! ! !