Great Emperor's Grandson of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 88 088 Targeting Luo Guanzhong, preparations for the Queen’s birthday

Just like that, ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

After ten days of struggle, the four gold-fishing kings headed by Zhu Chun finally reached a temporary reconciliation.

Because his influence was huge enough, Jacob even became a director of the entire [Golden Dragon Society].

However, these greedy princes obviously did not have Zhu Congxin's foresight.

Therefore, since the establishment of the [Golden Dragon Society], they have started to expand their personnel in an extremely utilitarian manner.

In less than half a month, the original 15 people turned into 35 people.

And when there are more people, there will naturally be more right and wrong.

So soon, the [Golden Dragon Club] became the biggest laughing stock in the entire capital.

Of course, these are things to follow.

At least for now, they are still reaping some dividends brought about by rapid expansion.

On the other hand, since Zhu Yunqi's endorsement, Zhu Congxin's life in the imperial prison has become more and more nourishing

He even successfully completed the production of "Havoc in Heaven" with the help of a group of prison masters, and delivered it to the eldest princess's consort's house.

Zhu Jingjing was naturally pleasantly surprised by this epoch-making work.

Dang even presented it to Zhu Yuanzhang in an attempt to use it to intercede for Zhu Congxin.

It's a pity that after watching the entire work, Zhu Yuanzhang did not reveal too many surprises.

".Sure enough, it is another evil work with hidden satire."

He even commented with a sneer.

However, since Zhu Jingjing presented the book with merit, he did not show any shame to her.

Instead, he turned to Liu He and said calmly: "Liu He! Send this "Zhibiography of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" to the little one. Tell him that this is the book that a serious emperor should read! Tell him not to Losing one’s ambition by playing with things!”

Although afterwards, he praised Zhu Jingjing again, saying that she had become more and more sensible, and asked her not to be too burdened.

But after this incident, how can Zhu Jingjing still have the courage to continue publishing "Havoc in Heaven"?

"Lian'er, send this album to Fang'er and the others. Remember to remind them that this album can only be used for self-advertisement and cannot be published."

After returning to the mansion, she ordered helplessly.

As for Zhu Congxin, she could only express that she was helpless.
However, after receiving Zhu Yuanzhang's oral instructions, Zhu Congxin's mood was obviously very different from everyone else!

"Luo Guanzhong!"

"Three Kingdoms!?"

"Water Margin!?"

As an illiterate, he never thought that he would have the honor of living in the same sky as such big men.

In just a moment, an unprecedented sense of happiness enveloped his whole body.

I almost jumped for joy.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly opened the [Universal Search Engine] and entered the three words "Luo Guanzhong".

"1335-1407!!!"

Soon, an extremely exciting number appeared in front of him.

This shows that Luo Guanzhong should still have 25 years to live today!
And such a long time was enough for him to write many masterpieces that will last forever.

【.If I can let Luo Guanzhong write The Romance of the Gods or Journey to the West, can I create a new timeline? 】

He even thought shamelessly.

As for why you don’t just grab someone to write for you, then you have to mention the so-called [influence] issue.

The first is Zhu Congxin’s influence on creators.

Then there is the influence of creators on the cultural world.

The former certainly cannot be too large.

Because if it is too big, the world will think that the creator was able to create such a masterpiece only because he was inspired or even guided by Zhu Congxin, thereby negating all the efforts of the creator.

The latter must not be too small.

Because if it is too small, the literati will not believe that those masterpieces are from the hand of the creator.

It's like you're taking a test at school.

Obviously my grades are mediocre, but suddenly one day I got the first place in the class.

Even if your classmates don't say it, they will secretly question the authenticity of your test scores.What's more, Zhu Congxin had to teach him step by step how to write a book.
If this can't arouse the suspicion of others, then the cultural circle of Ming Dynasty will have no future at all.

[Whenever I get free time, I will definitely bring this person to Kyoto as soon as possible. 】

After sending Liu He away, Zhu Congxin secretly decided.

For this reason, he even suspended the creation in Nezha's mind.

Instead, he concentrated on thinking about the Queen's birthday in seven days, and what kind of gift he should give.

"Master, why don't you give me a gift of colored glaze? It's great. Just spend some more money. I'll definitely be able to satisfy your majesty and your empress!"

Su He suggested.

This is the safest way, but it is also the one that Zhu Congxin is least optimistic about.

"Then what if other people also gave colored glaze? To put it bluntly, that thing is just a pile of sand. Even if it is inlaid with gold and silver, how much can it cost? It's too vulgar."

He objected without hesitation.

"How about sending tonics? I remember there seems to be a ginseng in the house."

Su He looked at Ma He, and then Ma He made another suggestion.

But this time, Zhu Congxin didn't even bother to comment.

"Grandma Huang must be working very hard during this period. She must be holding a birthday banquet and showing off with a group of hypocritical people. I have to let her relax."

He touched his chin and seemed to be talking to himself.

Then, he leaned back slightly and fell into deep thought again.

But at this moment, a faint hum suddenly reached his ears.

That was a member of the Tenri Sect.

Because he was too bored, he was humming songs from his hometown with his eyes blurred.

At first, Zhu Congxin just thought it sounded good, so he couldn't help listening to it for a while.

But then, a spiritual light suddenly struck into his mind.

"Yup!"

"If you can't start from the material level, then start from the artistic level!"

"Isn't it just to make Grandma Huang happy?"

"What's wrong with me?"

He almost jumped out of his rocking chair.

Then, he quickly jumped to the ground and walked to the cell in a few steps: "Hey! Do any of you know how to play a musical instrument? Such as pipa, guzheng, and flute. If so, please come forward!"

He has decided to use singing to heal Queen Ma.

Because compared to preparing some material gifts, what Empress Ma needs now is obviously some psychological comfort.

"Musical instruments? I can! I can! Your Highness, do you want to listen to a song? I can sing it for you!"

"I can also play the huqin and the harp!"

Everyone was undoubtedly quite surprised when they suddenly heard this request.

But soon, some people who reacted quickly came to their senses and rushed over.

The next thing is much simpler.

Zhu Congxin hummed, Su Jianyi and others memorized the lyrics, and everyone from Tianlihui composed the music.

In less than half a day, they came up with a dozen extremely cheerful songs.

Things like "Swell", "Dala Benba", "Peach Blossom Smile", and "Little Jumping Frog".

Once the operation was completed, not to mention the prisoners around, even some inner guards who came to inquire were completely dumbfounded.

[Is this the true strength of the little master?Is it so terrifying? 】

Su Jianyi was holding a bunch of lyrics and music, his eyes filled with deep disbelief.

But the song is there.

But which one to choose?

This has become a difficult problem for everyone.

(End of this chapter)