I write novels in Liyue

"M-M-Sir, we've asked someone to help us queue up, and they should be arriving at the store by now."

The skinny man quickly said.

He walked to the window with a fawning expression, intending to point it out to True Lord Carving the Moon and Casting the Sun, but after searching around, he couldn't find him.

"What about people?"

"The True Lord of Carving the Moon and Casting the Sun said coldly."

"They should have bought the books by now, right?"

The skinny guy swallowed hard, gave an awkward smile, and then he saw the underling at the end of the line.

At that moment, he only felt the cold, icy rain outside the window lashing at him haphazardly...

His teeth chattered, and he hurriedly said he would get the books right away. Then he and the fat man ran downstairs and bought three copies from the person who bought the books at a high price. Then, with a pained expression, he handed them over to the three immortals.

After some time, Hu Tao pulled a cart full of books covered with oilcloth, held an umbrella, and hummed "Ten Treasure Thieves" all the way towards the Hall of Rebirth.

Meanwhile, Zhongli had already returned to the Hall of Rebirth.

Outside the window, the rain was drizzling.

The air was slightly chilly.

He placed the oil-paper umbrella by the door, sat down at the desk, and quietly opened the book cover.

The mighty Yangtze River flows eastward, its waves washing away the heroes of the past. Right and wrong, success and failure, all vanish in the blink of an eye. The green hills remain, witnessing countless sunsets...

"A fine poem."

Looking at the poem "Linjiangxian" on the title page, Zhongli nodded in agreement.

The weight of history is palpable.

After carefully appreciating the poem, Zhongli turned to the next page.

"The world, after a long period of division, tends to unite; after a long period of unity, tends to divide..."

Zhongli pondered, “Hmm… The stories in this book have never had gods. If Liyue has never had gods and is only ruled by humans, or rather, has lost the kingdom of gods, will it really be as Fang Qiu wrote, that after a long period of division, there will be unity, and after a long period of unity, there will be division? That’s a good question. However, let’s leave that question to humans to think about.”

Zhongli shook his head and continued reading.

"The Blue Heaven is dead, shall the Yellow Heaven rise?"

When he saw the Yellow Turban Army's slogans, he couldn't help but think of his abdication and handing over Liyue to human rule.

It could be seen as a different kind of "the old heavens are dead, and the new heavens shall rise."

He smiled and continued reading. With Fang Qiu's detailed explanation, he quickly understood the worldview in the book.

The book is set at the end of the Han Dynasty, a time of declining imperial power and turmoil in the court and among the people.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion, composed of peasants, led to a rebellion. General He Jin petitioned the emperor to allow each prefecture and county to raise its own troops.

Thus, the story of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" begins with a straw sandal seller in Zhuo County.

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P.S.: Ugh, why is the square dancing starting so early at 8 PM? How am I supposed to sleep now...?

Also, I got my Wendy as a guaranteed win. Sigh, nothing's going right.

Chapter 407 In the midst of laughter and conversation, the enemy's ships and forts were reduced to ashes (Two chapters combined, please subscribe)

"Splash, splash, splash."

Zhongli turned the pages of the book in his hands, one by one.

Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei swore brotherhood in the Peach Garden.

Dong Zhuo seized control of the capital and fought for power. Lü Bu, who had spent half his life wandering, only regretted not having met a wise ruler, and thus took Dong Zhuo as his adoptive father.

Cao Mengde attempted to assassinate Dong Zhuo for the sake of the people, but failed when he encountered Lü Bu. During his escape, he accidentally killed Lü Boshe's family and said to Chen Gong, "I would rather betray the people than let the people betray me."

Afterwards, the various feudal lords recruited soldiers and horses, intending to enter the palace to serve the king.

The eighteen warlords launched a campaign against Dong Zhuo.

Guan Yu killed Hua Xiong while the wine was still warm; the three heroes fought Lü Bu; Dong Zhuo moved the capital to Chang'an; Wang Yun used a stratagem to sow discord between Lü Bu; and Dong Zhuo died at Lü Bu's hands.

Royal power returned to the Han dynasty.

However, after this great upheaval, the dynasty became even more destitute and the people suffered even more.

……

As the pages of the book turned, a chaotic dynasty gradually unfolded before his eyes like a scroll painting. Although it was just a fictional story, it gave him a profound sense of historical weight.

It's as if Fang Qiu wasn't writing a novel, but rather a dying dynasty, a history of endless war.

Zhongli looked up and gazed out the window.

Outside the window, wind and rain were falling.

The entire Liyue Harbor was shrouded in mist and rain.

Downstairs, Hu Tao was lying on a chair, rocking back and forth while reading a book.

Sanmi, who was lying to the side, kept swaying her head in rhythm with her movements.

Not far away, Old Meng and Yi Guan sat quietly at the entrance of the Rebirth Hall, reading their books intently amidst the sound of rain.

Inside Liyue Harbor.

Many novel enthusiasts who couldn't buy the book lined up in long queues. Tian Tiezui, who had obtained the book through insider channels, poured himself a cup of fine tea, took a sip, and began to savor the book. Upon seeing the poem "Linjiang Xian" on the title page, he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement:

"How many things, past and present, are all but a laughing matter!"

Like Tian Tiezui, Yun Jin also got her hands on "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" because of her connection with Yu Tea House. She took the book and was about to go back to her room when she subconsciously glanced at the street downstairs.

on the street.

Gan Yu and Ke Qing were strolling through the crowds in Liyue Harbor, holding umbrellas.

They chatted about work as they walked to the very back of the long queue downstairs at Wanwenjishe.

On the Qunyu Pavilion.

Ningguang took a copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and walked to the terrace, taking in a bird's-eye view of the vast Liyue Harbor shrouded in mist and rain.

"Send a copy to Gan Yu and Ke Qing, and also to the card game. And send a copy to Tian Shu Xing as well; I heard he likes Fang Qiu's books too."

Ningguang said in a calm voice.

"Yes, Lady Ningguang."

Behind him, Bai Wen accepted the order and withdrew with the book and card box.

"Bai Xiao, go and urge the weapons research department to ask when they will submit the fifteenth revision of the Flying Return Terminal."

Ningguang said.

At this point, she couldn't help but frown.

This plan has been delayed for far too long.

We need to find a solution.

"Yes, Lady Ningguang."

Bai Xiao accepted the order.

"Also, Bai Shi, go to Yuehai Pavilion and get the reports on the Laminar Abyss from the past six months."

Ningguang said.

Bai Shi also agreed and accepted the order.

After Bai Shi left, Ning Guang was the only one left in the entire hall.

She opened Fang Qiu's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and began to read it quietly.

The wind and rain have not stopped.

Many novel enthusiasts in the teahouse, who had been reading for some time, were now discussing the story with great excitement.

"I never expected that old scoundrel Fang Qiu would actually write a book in this style."

"I heard someone say that Fang Qiu appeared at the Rongcai Festival and is an absolute beauty. That's hilarious. Have you ever seen a great beauty write this kind of book?"

"Indeed, but with this kind of book, that old scoundrel Fang Qiu shouldn't be able to harm us."

"Speaking of swords, the guy who wanted to use Fang Qiu's books to hone his emotions so he could go to Jueyun to seek immortality in the future cried like a baby after reading Fang Qiu's last book."

"My sword is not without its weaknesses, tsk tsk, that's so cool. I like this character named Yuan Shao. When I can buy the 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' card game tomorrow, I must get this character. I just don't know who will win between him and Cao Cao. However, Yuan Shao's troops are so much weaker than Cao Cao's, so he shouldn't be able to lose."

"Me too!"

"And there's Guan Yu, who beheaded Yan Liang and Wen Chou, took the head of an enemy general from among ten thousand troops as easily as taking something out of a bag, and passed five passes and killed six generals for his brother. I must capture such a hero."

"Me too!"

"It's a pity about Lü Bu. He is clearly highly skilled in martial arts, but he is a treacherous and ungrateful traitor. I don't want his card."

"I...wait a minute, didn't Zhang Fei call him a 'three-surname slave'?"

"Really? Let me see, he really is a traitor... but it makes no difference."

"Speaking of which, Lü Bu is really strong. Guan Yu killed Hua Xiong while the wine was still warm, but Lü Bu was only at a disadvantage when fighting Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei all by himself. In the first chapter, Zhang Fei was slightly inferior to Guan Yu in their duel. So the question is, how many Hua Xiongs are there compared to one Lü Bu?"

"General Pan Feng was slain by Hua Xiong with a single blow. So the question is, how many useless Yuan Shus are there compared to one Lü Bu?"

Inside the teahouse, the crowd was buzzing with discussion.

A window seat in the teahouse.

The three immortals quietly read their books, not participating in the discussion.

Time slowly passed as the tavern owner across the street eagerly awaited her arrival.

The rain fell softly, and before long, night had fallen over Liyue Harbor.

From dusk till dawn to the twilight of countless homes, and then to the fading of lights.