Chapter 8: Wood Shi Qianmeng

This is a pit!

Lv Fang looked back at the suspended ink rod, ink line, and book fragrance energy bait, as well as the three book people frozen in mid-air and talking non-stop, caught between laughter and tears for a time.

He had wanted to try it out first, but now he could only choose one from these three book people.

"Wood Shi Qianmeng."

Lv Fang definitely had heard or seen this sentence.

He simply sat cross-legged on the ink earth, closed his eyes to shut out the noisy sounds, and used the method of elimination in his heart to find the source of this sentence.

First of all, it definitely didn't come from "The Western Chamber," nor was it "Golden Lotus"...

After roughly excluding the books he had read, he still couldn't think of the source of this sentence.

He must have overlooked it.

It wasn't just that he couldn't think of the source of this sentence; even the words spoken by the other two book people, he couldn't think of the source either.

"I don't believe it!"

Lv Fang's stubborn temper flared up, and he used the elimination method again, searching for the source of these three sentences, over and over again...

Perhaps it was because the bait was at the mouth and couldn't be eaten, and it was impatient, so one of the book people changed to another sentence:

"Jia is not fake; white jade is the hall, gold is the horse."

"'Dream of the Red Chamber'!"

Almost as soon as the book person finished speaking, Lv Fang shouted the source of this sentence. Anyone who had read the "Dream of the Red Chamber," the first of the Four Great Classical Novels, would have a deep impression of this sentence.

At this time, he also remembered the meaning of the Wood Shi Qianmeng.

The "Wood-Stone Alliance" refers to the predestined fate between Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu; one is the Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass, and the other is the Divine Luminary Attendant.

'It's you!'

Lv Fang liked this book too much, and he didn't want to think about what the other two books were. He waved the ink rod to move the "fish bait" to the mouth of that book person.

The book person ate the book fragrance energy with great relish, and then turned into a stream of light and merged into his brow.

Immediately after, the full text of "Dream of the Red Chamber" appeared in his mind.

Lv Fang exited the Ink Brush Realm, came to the study in the three-room suite, and began to write "Dream of the Red Chamber": "Chapter One: Zhen Shiyin dreams of recognizing the spiritual, Jia Yucun in the dust misses the lady."

"This is the first chapter of the opening volume. The author says: 'Because I have experienced a dream, I have hidden the true story and written this book, "The Story of the Stone," so it is called "Zhen Shiyin dreams of recognizing the spiritual."'"

"Dream of the Red Chamber" mainly told the rise and fall of the "Jia family," which had descriptions of mythology and was the first of the Four Great Classical Novels.

The rewards for writing "Dream of the Red Chamber," he imagined, wouldn't be bad.

The first chapter of "Dream of the Red Chamber," the first of the Four Great Classical Novels, had quite a few good poems and lyrics. Lv Fang condensed talent energy frequently while writing, and without knowing it, he became engrossed in writing...

"Young Master, the osmanthus wine has been bought."

Xiao Tao held a "half-large" wine jar in one hand and walked to the desk with a light pace, asking: "Young Master, why did you buy wine?"

Lv Fang didn't even lift his head, "Scholar Li likes to drink osmanthus wine, so I'll send it to her later to get close."

Xiao Tao furrowed her brows and said: "Young Master, Young Lady instructed not to let you harass Scholar Li. Why don't I send the wine over instead?"

"Harass?" Lv Fang flicked his head dashingly and said:

"A beautiful lady is a gentleman's good match. The man is not married, the woman is not married; how can it be harassment? Like such a beautiful and virtuous beauty as Scholar Li..."

"Cough, cough..."

An abrupt cough sounded.

Lv Fang looked toward the sound and saw a beauty dressed in Confucian robes standing at the door, covering her mouth with her hand and coughing lightly; it was the great talented woman Li Yu.

Cao Cao really arrived when Cao Cao was mentioned; those words just now must have all been heard by her.

If it were in his previous life, it wouldn't be anything.

But in a place like the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was somewhat frivolous.

Li Yu walked into the study without saying a word, and said coldly: "Thank you, Great Talented Scholar Lv, for the praise. I hope you can praise my literary talent next time."

After a pause, she said again: "The Emperor's oral edict, let you rush to the capital immediately. Prepare yourself; we will depart at the Si hour."

"Si hour? Wouldn't that be too rushed?"

Lv Fang saw Li Yu's expression that couldn't be discussed, and hurriedly said to Xiao Tao: "Go find Ling'er and tell her there's an emergency, and we have to set off for the capital in an hour."

"Yes, yes, Young Master, I'll go find Young Lady right now." Xiao Tao put down the two jars of osmanthus wine in her arms and left hurriedly.

Lv Fang hesitated and decided to finish writing the last few hundred characters of the first chapter of "Dream of the Red Chamber."

Li Yu was about to leave, but saw pale cyan talent energy surging from the space above Lv Fang. She paused for a while, and after the infusion of talent energy was finished, she walked to his side.

On the bottom right corner of the desk, a neat stack of paper was placed, with a page of densely packed characters on it.

"'Dream of the Red Chamber'!"

Li Yu read the book title at the top of the first page. After thinking for a while, she couldn't think of which sage wrote this elegant script, and asked suspiciously: "Who wrote this elegant script?"

Books that could draw out talent energy were all elegant scripts. She subconsciously thought that Lv Fang had just drawn out talent energy infusion because he was copying the classics of sages.

Lv Fang continued writing and replied casually: "I am not talented, I intend to write a long idle story."

'He wrote it himself? Another elegant script!'

Li Yu was silent for a long time, let out a long breath, picked up the paper full of characters on the desk, and read it carefully word by word.

Composing an image-level lyric was a genius, condensing a Book Spirit was a genius, writing an elegant script was a genius, and writing a second elegant script was a genius among geniuses.

If all of this happened to one person, only the word "monster" could describe it.

"No talent to go and mend the blue sky, in vain entering the red dust for so many years. This is the matter before and after the body; who can remember it to make a strange legend?"

Li Yu chanted the "Qinggeng Peak Stubborn Stone Verse" in the first chapter of "Dream of the Red Chamber," said a "good" in her heart, and hurriedly looked down.

"Later, because Cao Xueqin read it for ten years in the Mourning Red Pavilion, added and deleted it five times, compiled it into a table of contents, and divided it into chapters, it was titled 'The Story of the Stone.' And wrote a verse saying:

Full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears.

Everyone says the author is foolish, who understands the taste within?"

Li Yu chewed on this poem repeatedly and nodded slightly: "Using this poem here is wonderful."

"It's okay, it's okay."

Lv Fang pressed his palms together in the air, his words and actions humble, but the expression on his face was extremely smug.

Thanks to him not having a tail, otherwise he estimated he could have shaken it into a phantom.

Li Yu frowned when she saw "Yinglian" was lost, and when she saw the lame Daoist chanting the "Song of Goodness," she couldn't help but chant it again:

"Everyone in the world knows that being an immortal is good, only fame and wealth cannot be forgotten. Where are the generals and ministers of ancient and modern times? A pile of wild graves is covered in grass. Everyone in the world knows that being an immortal is good, only gold and silver cannot be forgotten. All day long, I only hate that there is not enough to gather; when there is enough, the eyes are closed..."

"Scholar Li, how is this 'Song of Goodness'?"

Lv Fang asked with a smile.

Li Yu pondered and said: "Between the lines, it can all make people think deeply. This 'Song of Goodness' is extremely good."

"Then Scholar Li, help me look at the annotation of the Song of Goodness written later." Lv Fang was radiant.

Li Yu took a few deep breaths and was about to look at the annotation of the Song of Goodness.

But she saw Lv Fang suddenly look solemn and chant in a deep voice:

"The humble room and empty hall, the year when the tablet filled the bed, withered grass and withered willows, once a place for singing and dancing. Spider silk covers the carved beams, green gauze is now pasted on the shed window."

"Saying that the fat is thick, the powder is fragrant, how did the two temples become frost? Yesterday, the white bones were sent to the yellow earth ridge, tonight, the mandarin ducks lie under the red lamp, gold fills the box, silver fills the box, in the blink of an eye, beggars are slandered by everyone."

"Sighing at others' short lives, who knew that one would return to die! The training is proper, but it is not guaranteed that one will become a strong beam in the future. Choosing the fat and beam, who expected to fall into the smoke and flower alley!"

"Because I dislike the small gauze hat, I caused the shackles to be carried. Yesterday I pitied the broken cotton-padded jacket for being cold, today I dislike the purple python robe for being long, chaotic, you sing and I appear, mistakenly recognizing the foreign land as the hometown. How absurd, in the end, it is all for others to make wedding clothes!"

Lv Fang looked at the shocked Li Yu and smiled lightly: "Scholar Li, how is this 'annotation'?" ===== CHAPTER 9 =====