Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 662: So many things in ancient and modern times

Early next morning.

Xue Mu woke up refreshed, but his little apprentice was still lying on the side like a dead pig, with an extremely inelegant posture.

Xue Mu also slept very comfortably, and the emotional connection with his apprentice was very smooth. He said that he was lustful, and he would not even let the apprentice off, but if he really said that he would let him off, I am afraid that the apprentice himself would say whether he is sick.

The day before I went to the decisive battle, I decided on this matter. As Yue Xiaochan said, it not only relieved the pressure, but also wiped away the last trace of regret. I was really full of energy at this moment, and I felt like I could beat Xu Jing to the ground when I faced him. he.

"Master, are you awake?" Xiao Qingwu opened half of his eyes sleepily, and then quickly opened them wide again: "Are you about to leave?"

"No, no." Xue Mu stroked her shoulders and comforted: "This kind of chaos in the big state is not a fight between two mountains. How can it be an imminent emergency? I'm waiting for Gu Ying's message. She's back. It’s time for us to go.”

Xiao Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief, turned over and leaned on his shoulder: "Master's shoulders are so comfortable. Is this nest specially made by men for women to lie on?"

"Sure enough, the holy hand of medicine saw through the Creator's intention at a glance."

"Hmph..."

"Then have you ever thought about writing a story? How about you come up with an idea and Master can help you create a structure?"

"Yes." Xiao Qingwu said enthusiastically: "I think Yizhou has gone from a melee between heroes to three forces occupying one side, and the whole people are in turmoil, and the sword is pointing at Yishui. There are many magnificent stories here, with blood, emotions and strategies. If there is fighting, the performance will be very exciting. And the idea of ​​peace and cessation of war can also be conveyed here. Master's request for the natural gate to produce food and resources to restore people's livelihood is the real need of the people and the eternal plan."

As he was talking, he saw Xue Mu's confused face. Xiao Qingwu slowly lowered his voice and tried to ask: "Master, does he also think this is too difficult? Then... let's write it smaller?"

"No...how did you know that I wanted to write about the Three Kingdoms..." Xue Mu scratched his head: "It's not good to write about Yizhou. How about we just create a background? It's similar to Water Margin. It's like a large army fighting. It's not like one person can conquer the city."

Xiao Qingwu said happily: "Of course I listen to Master. Fighting with a large army is in line with today's Yizhou."

Xue Mu stood up: "Get a pen and paper!"

Although they are still facing an unpredictable battle situation, the master and apprentice are still thinking of opening a new trap. If others see it, I don't know how to complain, but these two guys are not aware at all, and they are as excited as if they are celebrating a festival.

It’s not surprising that Wen Qing fell in love with Wen Qing.

"We will write this big book in several parts. Master will give you the outline of the first two parts first. You can think about it carefully. You can no longer use the style of "Dream of Red Mansions" in the text. I will finish the rest when I come back. "..." Xue Mu spread out the manuscript paper and slowly wrote: "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Part One, the Yellow Turban Uprising..."

Xiao Qingwu watched carefully as the details of the first part slowly took shape in Xue Mu's writing. One hero after another and the settings of the story unfolded before her eyes. She seemed to have seen a world of fierce warriors and iron horses, a raging war that swallowed up thousands of miles. The wind and clouds are slowly building under the tip of the pen, slowly opening up the world.

She turned to look at Xue Mu's side face. The early morning sunlight poured in through the window lattice, reflecting a hazy halo around Xue Mu's body. Xiao Qingwu felt that his master was truly a god every time he saw the way he was thinking hard and swaying with his pen.

If he is not a god, how can he create worlds that are just like the real world? There is heaven and soul in those worlds.

She didn't even want her master to leave her sight.

"Knock knock..." There was a knock on the door, and Yue Xiaochan pushed the door open with a smile: "You two, master and apprentice, had a romantic night... Eh?"

Even though Yue Xiaochan knew Xue Mu very well, she never expected that the two of them were actually coding at this time!

Yue Xiaochan couldn't complain, so she rolled her eyes and leaned over. She also wanted to see what kind of masterpiece Xue Mu Chunxiao would do if he didn't continue for a moment and started typing instead.

"The second part, the princes challenge Dong..."

Yue Xiaochan looked at the dense battles and strategic settings and bared her teeth: "Can Qingwu write this kind of thing?"

Xiao Qingwu shook her head like a rattle: "I don't... don't have any confidence."

"No matter how confident you are, let's try writing it first." Xue Mu said with a smile without raising his head: "Xiaochan came just in time, and the detailed outline of the first two parts has just been completed. Let me give you a preface... It's considered a breeze. Come up with a program."

The two girls stared blankly at Xue Mu's pen, and a collection of famous works from all ages was born in front of them.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

Right or wrong, success or failure is gone, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the Nagisa River is used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.

We are happy to meet each other over a pot of turbid wine, and many things in ancient and modern times can be discussed with laughter. "

The meaning is indescribable, almost something that they cannot understand at their age, but for some reason they can't look away when they look at it. There seem to be thousands of words in their hearts, but they are lingering in their throats and they cannot express them.

Xue Mu himself looked up and down for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "Xiao Chan is right, as long as you do it. There are so many things that have happened through the ages, why should I take it all on myself?"