"Stop arguing. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses in certain topics. This is pointless, just for the sake of criticizing."
"No, have you read Lu Pan's ending? Do you really think that Mr. Liaozhai only wrote erotic literature? You are very wrong, extremely wrong!"
"Is Judge Lu not lewd?"
Didn't you understand the scholar's last words...? "Save the mother!" This fits perfectly with the preceding text—echoing the decision to abandon the mother and keep the child—and the shift from initially disliking his wife's stinky tofu-making to accepting it and making a living from it is utterly ironic!
"An author like this, with such writing skills, I believe there is no subject he cannot handle. What he lacks is simply some details and material accumulation, such as the cooperation between officials, or the duties of imperial envoys. As long as a reliable clerk can be found to introduce some of these to Mr. Liaozhai, he will surely be able to extract a complete story from the corner of the book, or even from a short passage!"
Even if it's a detective story or a storyteller's tale, I believe I can definitely create these types of stories.
Qingyunlou breathed a long sigh of relief.
I'm a little tired.
After much effort, I finally managed to criticize Mr. Liaozhai, but I never expected that his fans would be so powerful.
As soon as he gained the slightest advantage, someone immediately presented evidence of his merits.
His gaze was deep and unfathomable. He took a sip of tea. Yes! I must admit, this person is indeed an excellent writer!
But you are too good, too outstanding!
They're blocking my way.
If this continues, people in the city will only know about Mr. Liaozhai, but not about Qingyunlou, which is not good!
I searched through the recent sales data of Qingping Bookstore on my desk.
I chuckled to myself.
In June, only three copies of "The Third Miss's Piano" were sold.
In the past, he would have just taken it as a joke.
As I continued scanning downwards, I suddenly paused, startled.
Ten volumes of "Introduction to Poetry and Lyrics" and eight volumes of "Walking Path".
We're in the same boat.
It's quite a feeling of shared misfortune.
The name sounds familiar; it seems to be the study notes of a great Confucian scholar.
Suddenly realizing something, he immediately started searching through the dusty book "An Introduction to Poetry" by Xu Pingchao on the bookshelf.
A person flashed through my mind like lightning: Xu Pingchao, courtesy name Gongfu, over fifty years old, currently serving as an instructor in Lushang County.
Almost as a reflex, Qingyunlou began searching through the book sales figures for May on his desk.
A short while later, a crumpled, yellowed piece of paper was found under the table.
May: Thirty-five volumes of "An Introduction to Poetry and Lyrics" and twenty-six volumes of "Walking Path".
Qingyunlou's gaze suddenly turned fierce, and he used a brush dipped in cinnabar to draw a red circle on the words "Master Liaozhai"!
He sneered, "So you're Mr. Liaozhai, aren't you? Whether you're young or an old scholar, this time, you've really blocked someone's way."
Die.
Immediately, he grabbed the letter paper and solemnly wrote down a few lines.
With flowing strokes and ancient techniques, I have gained insights from "An Introduction to Poetry and Lyrics".
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