Chapter 1324: New script

"There is that too! Beijia has a wine spring, right in Lingxu City! That spring water is sweet and clear, with a rich aroma; if you stand by the spring for a while, you'll be drunk."

He Lingchuan laughed. This was actually true; Lingxu City really had a natural wine spring, called "Lao Spring." The spring water was indeed sweet and mellow, with a little wine taste, but it wasn't clear, instead a bit turbid.

This storyteller just followed the script, but often made jokes and improvised.

In his mouth, Lingxu City and Beijia were plated with oil-painting-like colors, intense, absurd, and gorgeous.

The wine guests listened with fascination.

Dong Rui shelled a boiled peanut and asked He Lingchuan: "You have no opinion on him talking nonsense like this?"

"Storytelling, the more absurd and bizarre, the more people will listen; if he only talks about ordinary things in the mountains and fields, how can the locals give money?" He Lingchuan didn't mind, "The more people come to listen, the more people are familiar with it, which is our goal."

Education through entertainment, right? If the audience can't be happy, the effect of your "education" will be terrible.

After eating and drinking, He Lingchuan settled the bill and rewarded the storyteller with the change, before returning to the Chamber of Commerce.

Now Fu Liushan lived here.

When He Lingchuan found him, he was sitting in front of the desk, holding a pen in one hand and a wine pot in the other.

Write a bit, drink a sip.

Drink a sip, then think a bit.

Dong Rui threw a bag of boiled peanuts in front of him, and He Lingchuan handed him a piece of paper:

"Wipe your mouth."

This person had a circle of ink around his mouth, black and dirty.

Biting the pen tip was really not a good habit.

Fu Liushan peeled peanuts while reporting to Island Master He that he had worked hard on four or five new scripts recently. Dong Rui found it funny on the side; Mr. Fu didn't like to go to restaurants to drink and talk about the world, so why was he more attentive to liver scripts? "I have seen too many strange things in my life; I can't finish writing them, I really can't finish writing them."

He Lingchuan took the draft and read it carefully, finding that the content of his scripts were all famous war scenes in the history of the Flash Gold Plain.

"These few are not urgent. I have a new story here that needs you to work overtime to write."

"Oh?" Fu Liushan's eyes lit up, "Where did you go to stir up trouble again?"

"Not me." He Lingchuan denied it without sincerity, "We just happened to know."

Dong Rui shelled a peanut and echoed: "Yes, just happened to know."

Fu Liushan rolled his eyes secretly, took a new sheet of white paper, and dipped the pen tip in ink again: "I'm all ears."

Afterward, He Lingchuan recounted the Battle of Shizhou Tou and Liuping, and Dong Rui added from the side.

Fu Liushan wrote furiously, sometimes interrupting them with tricky questions.

Alright, just seeing that both of them could answer everything, he knew that this matter couldn't be separated from them! What black-armored knight leader, wasn't that Luo Shengjia?! By the time the moon climbed the willow branches, He Lingchuan had finished dictating, and Fu Liushan had recorded a full seven or eight sheets of paper.

"After polishing, hand it over to Dou Wenguan; he will distribute the scripts to the storytellers." Besides going to a few taverns to tell stories and earn wine, Fu Liushan now only was responsible for editing manuscripts and writing stories, occasionally communicating with storytellers; other matters such as script copying, distribution to storytellers, recruiting storytellers, and logistics supply guarantees were all handled by Dou Wenguan.

"How can it be that fast?" Fu Liushan expressed dissatisfaction with his layman's view, "Shizhou Tou and Liuping are not far away; I have to run there myself, listen to what the commoners say with my own ears, and add more details."

He Lingchuan expressed the appreciation of the party: "Master Fu has entered the state very quickly."

"Who let you be the boss who pays?" Fu Liushan said resentfully, "However, the black-armored knight leader in your story needs a resounding nickname, one that makes commoners cheer when they hear it, makes opponents tremble with fear, and must be catchy, which is conducive to spreading."

"This?" He Lingchuan said casually, "You think of it."

"..." One shouldn't be kind; once kind, one finds trouble for oneself, "By the way, you, no, the protagonist of the story killed until blood flowed like a river; could it be that he was influenced by Luo Shengjia?"

As the former seal guardian of Luo Shengjia, what he worried about most was this point: He Lingchuan was indeed firm in heart and strong in will, but he was still a person after all.

Would Luo Shengjia subtly influence his personality?

You know, the old patriarch of the Ying tribe, Fu Xiong, wasn't unreasonable from the beginning, but had his mind completely corrupted by Luo Shengjia over a period of five years.

Dong Rui heard this and felt a chill in his heart, subconsciously looking at He Lingchuan.

This person was confident: "I think the protagonist knows what he is doing."

Fu Liushan shrugged; Fu Xiong also said so at the beginning.

"The residents of the Flash Gold Plain worship violence and revenge more than other places; you know this better than I do." He Lingchuan said to Fu Liushan, "Therefore, the hero they need is best to be powerful, mysterious, cold, and cruel, using thunderous means to carry out compassionate intentions."

This all needed to be highlighted in the scripts and the stories of the storytellers.

Fu Liushan nodded, repeatedly pondering this sentence: "Thunderous means, compassionate intentions?"

Besides Xun, perhaps the difference between He Lingchuan and the previous masters of Luo Shengjia lies in the word "compassion"?

"Right." He Lingchuan stood up and patted his shoulder, "Remember, revenge must be hearty, so that the commoners will like it."

At this time, the Ghost Ape jumped in from the window and bared its teeth at He Lingchuan.

They went out at night to tear people alive, but didn't take it; it was a bit bored.

He Lingchuan was straightforward: "You can't."

The Ghost Ape's appearance was too identifiable, making it easy to leak the bottom of the black-armored army.

The Ghost Ape lowered its shoulders, listless.

Dong Rui grabbed a handful of peanuts from Fu Liushan's table and handed them to it, then said to He Lingchuan: "By the way, the horn still needs to be repaired by the people of Songyang Prefecture; it sounds like a consumptive ghost crying when blown, not imposing at all!"

Fu Liushan watched the backs of the two leaving, and then thought about what He Lingchuan had just said, feeling a bit grotesque.

Island Master He was brave and resourceful; Fu Liushan always felt that he seemed to be planning some major events, and was carrying them out in an orderly manner.

But observing his words and deeds, these two were always informal.

He shook his head; inconsistent in appearance and reality, this is called inconsistent in appearance and reality.

Just as He Lingchuan went out, Wanqifeng greeted him.

Dong Rui ran away; his shoulders were sore and painful, and he wanted to find someone to massage them well.

Wanqifeng followed He Lingchuan back to the study.

He Lingchuan casually set up a barrier before asking: "Is it organized?"

"Yes." Wanqifeng took out a stack of materials and asked He Lingchuan to look over them, "This is the list we and the Chamber of Commerce collected from various places; we didn't know until we checked, but evil officials, bad gentry, fierce bandits, and road bullies are everywhere on the Flash Gold Plain; there are so many just by searching casually."

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