Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue each had their own thoughts.
Although they are thinking about the same thing, their ideas are completely different.
He didn't expect that the eternal place that Wang Gouzi was looking for would actually appear in front of him.
In this case, should I inform Wang Gouzi and Taoist Wuju that they are coming?
Song Xingxue, on the other hand, was thinking about what kind of place the Eternal Land was, and whether he should pass the news to the Ghost Princess.
Can such chips be exchanged for what one wants?
As for Zhang Gu, he silently recorded all the information he saw on the stone tablet on the parchment scroll and took photos to ensure that it would not be missed.
Although his face was expressionless, you could see excitement flashing in his eyes from time to time. This line brought him a lot of material inspiration.
"Three of you, let's leave first!"
Chu Ke interrupted the three people's thoughts at this time.
Ding Xiaoyi nodded, it would be dark if he didn't hurry.
So he got on the big Harley and took the two of them into the car. Seeing this, Chu Ke was very interested in the metal monster Ding Xiaoyi was sitting on. He jumped up and stepped on the rear frame of the car without any hesitation.
Ding Xiaoyi meant it politely.
"Yes, he's also a familiar person." Seeing this, he joked in his heart, but he wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to lead him.
After all, it is an engine that has been modified with enchantment and blessing. The power is frightening. Just twist the throttle handle.
"Buzz~~" the roaring engine sounded, and the car immediately rushed forward.
The four of them headed southwest.
On the way, Song Xingxue and Chu Ke had a lively chat. Although the chat was enjoyable, the content was not optimistic.
Last time at the inn, Ding Xiaoyi's poem was so stunning that it shocked the world.
Now he has become famous in the Central Plains, and his reputation as a thief is now popular among the seven countries.
Various giants have different attitudes towards this.
Mainstream schools such as Taoism, Confucianism, Legalism, Mohism, etc. superficially agreed with Ding Xiaoyi's statement, but when they published their articles, their taste changed.
On the one hand, he praised Ding Xiaoyi's poems, and on the other hand, he used his poems to advocate his own ideas.
For example, the Confucian giant published an article in Jixia Academy just before they left the country.
The title was based on the words, "The Sacred Heart is the heart of the people, the king is like father, the ministers are like mother, and the people should be like sons", which immediately caused a huge uproar.
It not only boosted the confidence of Confucian students, but also attracted the admiration and deep thinking of kings from all over the world.
Zhang Gu sat in the carriage and burst into laughter after hearing Chu Ke recite the entire article.
Otherwise, how can we talk about the Confucian giant Niu Boyi?
When it comes to the ability to borrow topics, no one has a stronger pen than the Confucian pen.
Even though this article, in its entirety, does not mention anything about Ding Xiaoyi’s poetry, let alone refute him directly.
But the theory explained in it dilutes the desolation of the rise and fall of the common people in Ding Xiaoyi's poems.
To explain in plain language, you say that the people are suffering, but I say that the people are the children of the emperor and his ministers. How can a child complain about suffering in front of his parents?
On the other hand, how can parents not know that their children are not having a good life? Parents are doing their best to protect their children, but the children may not know it.
But if you think he is catering to the king, you are wrong. The cleverness of the article connects the saints with the people. The sacred heart is the people's heart.
What the saints think about is what the common people think about most. Therefore, as parents, kings and ministers can understand the public opinion as long as they understand the Sacred Heart.
In this way, it not only gave the kings of various countries a perfect stepping stone and strengthened their concept of governance, but also greatly promoted the Confucian philosophy of governing the world.
When the Confucian giant took action, he not only regained the Confucian face that Zhang Fan had lost with Ding Xiaoyi.
On the contrary, it has made her famous and can be called the perfect public relations.
So much so that several other giants began to imitate the same example and began to exert their efforts.
Suddenly, every other day, there was a shocking news in Jixia Academy.
Even if it is not as perfect as the articles of the Confucian giants, with the example of the Confucian giants in front of them, the giants of various schools have copied their examples and elaborated on their own theories of governance.
As for whether it is suspected of plagiarism... Well! Can what happens to scholars be called plagiarism?
After the giants of various schools have worked hard to eliminate the influence of Ding Xiaoyi's poems to the extreme, how can the students below not work hard?
In an instant, various articles refuting Ding Xiaoyi’s poems appeared in an endless stream.
"You have to be careful. The fight with Shibi has already involved too many things. Everyone regards you as a thorn in their flesh. You are in the Western Region, so they have no scruples about killing you!"
Chu Ke put his hands behind his back and looked at Ding Xiaoyi who was riding a bicycle and said earnestly.
Even Zhang Gu frowned at this time.
After all, Ding Xiaoyi is the protagonist in his novel. Now that he has caused public outrage, he will inevitably face the pursuit of various masters in the future.
"Also, according to the records under the reliefs, although those old monsters holding time fragments are trapped in the torrent of time and cannot get out, the closer you get to Kunlun, the greater the impact of the torrent of time."
Zuko continued.
Hearing this, Song Xingxue's eyelids suddenly jumped: "That means, will we meet that old guy again?"
Chu Ke nodded, "It's very likely, unless you turn around and go home to hide now."
"Hiss!!" Song Xingxue couldn't help but gasped, and anxiously held up the fan in his hand to fan it. There were four big words written on the fan: "The whole world is our enemy".
"Haha! You are not afraid of wearing shoes if you are barefoot. If you have many debts, you will not have to worry about them. I will take care of them as much as they come!"
Ding Xiaoyi also looked at it openly, with an indifferent attitude on his face, but he was very depressed in his heart. He just came here to find a wife and go home, and he didn't want to get involved in your nonsense at all.
Why are you sticking them all on yourself?
Thinking of this, I felt cruel and thought to myself: "If it doesn't work, just close the door and let the prince go. If you don't believe me, I won't be able to kill them."
The four of them drove in the desolate desert for a day and a night, and finally found a place to stay the next day.
A real city is not an illusion in the flow of time.
As soon as the four of them entered the city, Ding Xiaoyi immediately felt the sense of peeping from some shadowy corners around him.
"Hey, it's a Zuowu carriage! It seems that someone is ahead of us." Chu Ke saw the black carriage parked on the street from a distance.
The carriage was unremarkable, but the puller was not a horse, but a six-legged tiger.
It is more than two circles larger than an ordinary tiger. It has colorful patterns on its body, its tail is longer than its body, and it has white fur with black stripes. It crawls on the ground with a lazy look on its face. When the hair on its body shakes, strange sparks will flash.
This is a strange beast called "Zouwu". It looks like a tiger, but its temperament is extremely docile.
It's just that it's more difficult to raise, because this guy doesn't eat live animals, nor does it eat killed livestock, it only eats animals and people that die naturally.
Therefore it is called a benevolent beast.
So this guy is very difficult to raise, because animals that die of natural causes are so hard to find, and in today's troubled times, even people who die of natural causes are rare.
Therefore, the only person in the world who can find and raise this beast is the military strategist Luo Wanwei.
"It must have been the time we were trapped in that ancient city that they overtook us, and there were more than one family!"
Ding Xiaoyi glanced at those inconspicuous corners with his peripheral vision, and after seeing a few sneaky figures, he couldn't help but frown.
"But Mr. Zhang Gu!"
At this moment, a group of people came in a hurry, but their eyes were directly on Zhang Gu, and they stepped forward to pay homage to him with excitement.
Zhang Gu had a dead look on his face that showed no signs of shock, and he simply nodded.
When the other party saw this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Now, Wang Zinian, he is a messenger sent by the book club. He was ordered to wait for you here early and provide him with food, clothing and accommodation."
Zhang Gu seemed to have expected this. He gave a soft 'hmm' and let Wang Zinian and others lead the way. He was indeed a little tired after a tiring journey.
If someone makes an arrangement, Ding Xiaoyi and the others will naturally not refuse.
Followed all the way to a fine inn from the Western Regions.
Although Zhang Gu was poor, the book club's arrangements were surprisingly generous. This was the busiest commercial street. The entire inn was booked, and no outsiders were allowed to stay.
"Hey, didn't you see that this guy is quite rich?"
Song Xingxue couldn't help but joked when he saw this.
"It's the book club's arrangement. Behind the book club is the support of merchants. The merchants have footprints all over the world, including the Western Regions, and even overseas. It is said that they are also involved, so the arrangement is naturally convenient.
But in the end, it’s not just for Zhang Gu’s new work to be sent back to the Central Plains as soon as possible.”
Chu Ke started to explain. After all, his family's influence was too small, so he had close ties with the merchants.
Whether it is a bookmaker trained by a family or a book published by oneself, it is all funded by merchants, and the profits are naturally divided into 70% and 30%.
Businesses account for seven points, and households only have three thirds, and they also have to pay a tax.
Therefore, even a man like Zhang Gu, who has become a god with one book, actually does not have much money in his pocket. The parchments in his box alone have spent almost all his savings over the years.
The four of them had just walked into the inn and hadn't had time to eat anything.
Ding Xiaoyi frowned, looked back at the crowd outside the street, frowned and said, "Trouble is coming!"