Domineering

Chapter 175 Delayed Release
In the middle of the night, on the third floor of the Lunwu Building in the ancient market.

Dong Linshan is furiously writing.

At this time, he was inspired and wrote on the paper without thinking.

At this moment, there was a 'thump, thump' sound from the stairs.Xie Zhenqing, who had rushed back to Xiushui County from Dongzhou City, stepped up the stairs quickly, and walked over with great strides.

"Old Dong, I heard that you plan to rush to write an article, so that Dongzhou will postpone the release of the finalized version? Is your article related to the turmoil at Zhiweiju tonight?"

"The owner!"

After Dong Linshan saw Xie Zhenqing, he put down his pen and prepared to raise his hand to salute.

However, Xie Zhenqing pressed her hand to signal Dong Linshan that there is no need to be polite.She directly picked up the manuscript written by Dong Linshan and flipped through it.

The title of this article is actually 'Young Tyrant Sword Chu Xisheng'.

Domineering knife?

Xie Zhenqing frowned, and then read ten lines at a glance.

"It's rare, the rhetoric is gorgeous, and the writing is passionate! Old Dong, your articles are always ingenious and ingenious. It's rare to see your words and sentences so elegant and passionate."

Xie Zhenqing read a few pages, and a look of wonder flashed in his eyes: "Old Dong, do you praise him too much? Chu Xisheng is really capable of doing so?"

——In a bloody battle against Baiyun Village, with both wisdom and courage, he single-handedly slaughtered more than a hundred people, and killed five seventh-rank masters?

Among them, Li Ya, the 'Heart Piercing Sword', is a top-level [-]th rank killer, a gold medal killer in the Shasheng Building!
Dong Linshan smiled and pointed to the outside: "I'm not talking nonsense. More than 2000 people in the ancient market witnessed it with their own eyes! The battle tonight is legendary. We haven't had such a young hero in Dongzhou for a long time. Subordinates It can be guaranteed that the release of "On Martial God Machine" this time will increase the sales of at least [-] copies in Xiushui alone."

Xie Zhenqing's gaze immediately turned to the direction of Dong Linshan's finger.

Through the window, she saw a large area of ​​ruins to the south of Lunwu Tower.

In fact, when Xie Zhenqing landed from the pier, he had already seen the ruins.

When she left three days ago, she never expected that after she returned from Dongzhou, Zhiweiju and a part of the nearby dock area would be razed to the ground.

Xie Zhenqing never thought that the guy who stepped on her face twice and caused her to be beaten by Ye Zhiqiu in public could achieve such a legendary record in the ancient market.

Indeed, as Dong Linshan said, this matter will definitely cause a sensation in Dongzhou Wulin.

What is rare is that Chu Xisheng came from a poor family, and this son will definitely be worshiped by countless low-level martial artists and teenagers in Dongzhou.

If this issue of "On Martial God Machine" can publish the details of the first battle of Zhiweiju, the sales will definitely increase greatly.

Xie Zhenqing squinted her eyes and pondered for a moment before she made a decision.

She put down the manuscript papers: "Okay! It's worth delaying the release time for this matter. I can help you contact Dongzhou, but you only have half a day at most, old Dong, and you must rush to finalize the edition at noon tomorrow." Go to print!"

Dong Linshan was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Thank you, the landlord! You don't have to wait until noon tomorrow, at most one hour later, your subordinates can finish the draft, and then please ask the landlord to help you revise the manuscript."

"Revised and corrected?"

Xie Zhenqing couldn't help laughing, and waved his hand: "Your article is seasoned and exquisite, so why do you have to revise it? Okay, you signed this article yourself, no matter how bad I thank someone, I won't be reduced To the point of embezzlement of subordinate articles. But if we want to revise the manuscript, we can't just write about Chu Xisheng.

Later, you organize a few people with excellent writing skills to write an article about the conflict between the Iron Banner Gang and the Xiushui family, and analyze the current situation in Xiushui. Many people should be interested. "

Dong Linshan raised his thick eyebrows, and said with admiration: "The landlord is wise! Dong will go and arrange it."

The corners of Xie Zhenqing's lips raised slightly, and then she tapped on the table again, lost in thought: "There is also Chu Xisheng's ranking in the Qingyun Ranking, the ranking of 83 is too low, and it is bound to have to be readjusted—"

Dong Linshan immediately remembered the 400 taels of magic silver that Chu Xisheng stuffed into him.

When you get the money, you have to do things.

His eyes flickered slightly: "Lord, with your current talent, martial arts, and prestige. If you can't enter the top [-] on the Qingyun list, I'm afraid it's not justified. Readers will say that we suppress newcomers."

"sixty?"

Xie Zhenqing wondered if this would be too high.

Ye Zhiqiu, that mother-in-law, shouldn't she call her door again because of this matter, saying that I flattered and killed her disciple?

Xie Zhenqing looked at the ruins outside the window, and after a little weighing, he nodded and said, "Forget it, only sixty!"

She was a little regretful that she missed this extremely exciting battle tonight, and was unable to witness Chu Xisheng's bloody battle on the long street.

——That guy is hateful, but that face is indeed handsome and beautiful.

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Also in the middle of the night, Wu Meiniang was also writing hard in her Zhanwen Pavilion.

Zuo Ya Nei sat opposite, staring at Wu Meiniang with wide eyes, "That's why you sent me away on purpose last night and let me go back to the county office?"

He usually lives in the Victory Building, and only in extremely special circumstances will he return to Xiushui County City.

But yesterday afternoon, Wu Meiniang said that he hadn't been with his family for a long time, and he was not very decent, and persuaded him to return to the west bank of Shenxiu River to accompany his mother.

Wu Meiniang was a little guilty, she lowered her head, and silently wrote quickly on a piece of white rice paper.

Then he took another two-foot-long cyan short sword with mysterious spirit patterns painted on its body.

The hilt of the dagger was hollow. Wu Meiniang dried the written rice paper, folded it up and stuffed it in, and then filled a thumb-sized spirit stone into the pit where the hilt and the sword body joined.

Following Wu Meiniang's spiritual art, the blue short sword flew in the sky, passed through the window, and flew into the night sky.

Zuo Ya Nei recognized this cyan short sword as "Qian Kun Flying Sword", which can fly long distances with the help of the power of Lingshi, and is specially used for long-distance communication with a fixed position.

This thing is quite expensive, just the thumb-sized spirit stone costs 100 taels of magic silver.

The rank of Qiankun Feijian is the seventh rank, the price on the market is as high as 5000 taels, and it can fly three to five thousand miles, but it can be used repeatedly.

What annoyed Zuo Ya Nei was that Wu Meiniang took another piece of rice paper and wrote quickly.

Zuo Ya Nei raised his eyebrows and raised his voice: "What are you doing? I'm talking to you!"

"Of course it's business!"

Wu Meiniang raised her head and glanced at Zuo Ya Nei: "Tonight around midnight, I received a total of seven 'Qian Kun Flying Swords', all of which came from various sects and gangs in Dongzhou. I asked about the details of the battle at Zhiweiju tonight. I evaluate Chu Xisheng's potential. Now I can earn 200 taels of magic silver for every order I write. Mr. Zuo, why don't you come back later?"

Zuo Ya Nei sneered, snatched the rice paper written by Wu Meiniang, and looked at it carefully.

He raised his eyebrows: "The talent is high enough to be included in the top [-] of Dongzhou Qingyun list. What's rare is that this son has an excellent temperament, he is unruffled in times of danger, has both wisdom and courage, and is indomitable—tsk, Mei Niang, you have a very good opinion of him. High."

"I've always had a high opinion of him, but tonight's Zhiweiju battle, I found that I still underestimated him. If he doesn't die within ten years, he will definitely be on the 'ground list'."

Wu Meiniang shook her head: "These sects are very interested in him, but I don't think they have much hope of digging corners. Only Wuxiang Shenzong has a complete inheritance of Chu Xisheng's Yazi Dao. Lei Yuan and Ye Zhiqiu are also interested in him. It’s very precious. May I ask how can a shallow pond raise big fish?”

Zuo Ya Nei put the rice paper back again, expressionless: "Keep writing, I'll wait for you to finish!"

Wu Meiniang had a terrible headache, she put down her pen, and looked at Zuo Ya Nei: "This is my fault, but it's about Chu Xisheng, Qingyun, it's not good for you to get involved rashly."

Zuo Ya Nei folded his hands on his chest, and his voice became even colder: "If it's not beneficial, why don't you participate? In Zuo's life, the words 'rules' and 'loyalty' are the most important things in his life. You are trapping me in injustice."

"That's why I want to send you away."

Wu Meiniang sighed softly, turned the pipe in her hand, and looked sideways at the river outside the window: "Your father was in a difficult situation in Xiushui County, and was almost pushed aside by the prefect and the county lieutenant. He used to have the support of the court, but now The Tyrannical Martial King died, the situation in the court has changed drastically, and the situation is cloudy and treacherous, so don't cause trouble for him."

Although the position of the county magistrate is the second official of the county guard, in name it is under one person in the county and above ten thousand people, but in fact its status is embarrassing.

If the prefect refuses to divide power, then the county magistrate is nothing.

"Also, Qingyun, how many catties and taels do you have now? It will be useful when you come? You can't handle any one of the eight or six generals of the Shangguan family. What's more, this time, it's Shangguan Shenhao. Do it yourself. Your rules are nothing in front of the generals of the four thousand clans of the Shangguan family."

Wu Meiniang lit the bong: "I just want to send you away. If you don't recognize me as a friend in Ya Nei, Meiniang will have nothing to say."

Zuo Ya Nei frowned, and let out a dissatisfied hum.

Then he threw a jade horn about the size of a palm in front of Wu Meiniang: "Use magic to help me blow this horn, and I will forgive you for making up your own mind this time."

Wu Meiniang looked at the scarlet horn and was taken aback.

——This seems to be a magic weapon for communication and sound transmission, and its quality is extremely high.

The key is that the lower left corner of the jade horn is engraved with the seal of the Ministry of Industry of the imperial court.

(End of this chapter)