OBS Chapter 1241 Old Deng can write novels, and so can I!
Chapter 1241 Old Deng can write novels, and so can I!
"Back to Beijing?"
"We're not going back!"
Emperor Zhu shook his head vigorously, "That bastard ran away sneakily. If we go back now, the remaining bastard will definitely dump all this mess on us and then run away with us. Wouldn't we be walking into a trap if we went back?"
Long before hearing the news of Yang Shaofeng's escape, Emperor Zhu had already decided to head east—from Beiping to Zunhua, then from Zunhua to Luanxian, then to Jieshi, where one could "look out over the sea," and finally to Liaodong to see for himself the "black soil" that some scoundrel had mentioned, before taking a boat south from Jinzhou, heading straight for Yangzhou, and from Yangzhou back to the capital.
Upon suddenly hearing that Yang Shaofeng had secretly fled, Emperor Zhu became even more determined to inspect Liaodong.
In short, we want to see what's on land and what's at sea. As long as we're not forced to go back to Beijing to be slaves, everything else is negotiable.
Empress Ma was so angry at Emperor Zhu's behavior that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Is this how you act as a father and emperor?"
"Even if you want Biao'er to take over the government as soon as possible, don't you miss our precious girl?"
The mention of Yang Baobei immediately caused Emperor Zhu to become conflicted again.
I definitely don't want to go back to Beijing.
But I really miss Yang Baobei.
Especially now that she's been out for several months, my little darling might already be able to sit and play by herself?
As the saying goes, "seven months to sit and eight months to crawl," and it seems like that's about the right time?
In a few days, he should be crawling around, and maybe next month he'll learn to say "Grandpa." If we wait a little longer, he might walk.
Yes, when a baby is learning to crawl and walk, she definitely wants her grandpa to be with her.
The more Zhu Emperor thought about it, the more restless he became, as if thousands of maggots were wriggling around inside him.
But the thought of that scoundrel son-in-law who had secretly run away from the capital and whose return was still unknown made Emperor Zhu's face darken again.
Is this how a father should act?
Having a son-in-law like him is truly a blessing for us!
Emperor Zhu suddenly gave a nonchalant snort and said, "Sister, we have to make this clear beforehand. No matter how much trouble he causes this time, we won't give him the title of Marquis of Champion."
Upon hearing Emperor Zhu's words, Empress Ma was so angry she laughed.
"What kind of mess is this?"
"Everyone hopes for a higher title, and they all wish they could be granted a fiefdom."
"But your son-in-law is something else, he's always eyeing that champion Marquis."
And you, Zhu Chongba.
It's one thing that your son-in-law is a disgrace, but the real problem is that you, Zhu Chongba, don't act like a father-in-law at all.
Having such a father-in-law and son-in-law is truly a blessing for me, Ma Xiuying!
……
Just as Emperor Zhu was preparing for his eastern tour to Liaodong, Yang Shaofeng was writing furiously in the cabin of the treasure ship.
Zhu Yuanzhang quickly helped Yang Buhui up. Just then, footsteps were heard, and several more people entered the woods. Guo Buhui was terrified, and upon hearing the voices, she threw herself into Zhu Yuanzhang's arms. Zhu Yuanzhang looked up and was immediately relieved, exclaiming, "It's Master Jian and Master Xue!" There were five people in total who entered the woods, one of whom was Jian Jie from the Kongtong Sect…
"Xu Da, Tang He, Deng Yu, and others hurriedly brought out large basins and jars of cooked beef. The brothers Wu Liang and Wu Zhen brought a jar of white wine, and everyone cheered and drank in front of the Buddha."
"..."
You old Deng, aren't you a novelist?
I'll write too!
Moreover, I will not only write the novel, but also drastically modify it. First, I will arrange a few childhood sweethearts for you, Old Deng—Yang Buhui will be changed to Guo Buhui, echoing the famous Guo Buhui from back then. Then I will arrange Zhu'er for you, followed by your sister Zhiruo, and Zhao Min, the younger sister of Wang Baobao whom you have been longing for.
It's all yours.
The plot of Guo Buhui will be modified first, to echo a certain mother-in-law who could also be called Miss Guo, and then let you achieve a happy ending first.
There's no need to elaborate on Zhu'er's storyline; it naturally echoes that of Miss Liu.
The storyline for Zhiruo also needs to be drastically altered. Not only should she be grateful for a meal, but you should also be given a plot where you promise to marry her but don't end up doing so. And the plot about Miss Yan's tomb should be added to the story.
Finally, there's Zhao Min. I've taken some of Hua Zheng and A Zhu's storyline, making you two "promise to graze cattle and sheep on the frontier in vain," and "this hatred will last forever."
After my masterpiece is published, let's see how you, old Deng, explain it to that Miss Guo.
As Yang Shaofeng wrote, he couldn't help but smack his lips.
It's actually a bit of a pity.
After all, the author can write freely and doesn't care how Old Deng is portrayed.
But I can't do it alone.
It's not a big deal to randomly arrange some drastically altered plot points, but if Old Deng is portrayed as too ugly, it's not easy to explain, especially since it's not easy to fool the mother-in-law.
After all, if Lao Deng were too ugly, his mother-in-law wouldn't have taken a liking to him at first glance, much less burn his own flesh just to bring him food.
Most importantly, the Jin Baoyi had been gone from the old emperor for hundreds of years, yet I still have to serve him like a slave.
啧。
Just as Yang Shaofeng clicked his tongue, Zhu Laosi walked in carrying a tray, staring longingly at the papers on the table, and said, "Brother-in-law, are you tired from writing? I've made you a pot of tea."
"And, that..."
Zhu Laosi placed the tray in an empty space on the table, chuckled twice, and pointed to the manuscript that Yang Shaofeng had just written, saying, "I have a few questions for my brother-in-law."
Yang Shaofeng picked up his teacup and took a sip. Zhu Laosi then asked, "I'd like to know if there really is such a thing as Ice and Fire Island overseas? And what about the Dragon-Slaying Saber and the Heaven-Reliant Sword? And what about Master Guo and Madam Huang? And what about that famous Miss Guo? And what about that Condor Hero and that Little Dragon Girl...?"
"Looking at what you've written, it seems that the Condor Hero is quite cunning and doesn't seem to care much about his wife, Little Dragon Girl?"
"So it seems that this Condor Hero is probably involved with that Miss Guo in some way?"
"Besides, brother-in-law, didn't you look down on Zhang the Sloppy? Why did you write him as a Wudang master and make him my father's grandmaster?"
"Does the Seven Injury Fist even exist?"
"Brother-in-law, you used to torment my father and Li Xiang, but occasionally you would be tormented in return. Is that the origin of the Seven Injury Fist you wrote?"
Seeing Zhu Laosi acting like a curious child, Yang Shaofeng suddenly felt a bit flustered.
How should I, as an official, answer this machine's barrage of questions?
Am I supposed to write "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Return of the Condor Heroes" as well?
The key point is that Old Deng has nothing to do with either of these books.
Or perhaps we could first arrange Elder Peng of the Beggars' Sect in the Legend of the Condor Heroes to resemble Old Deng?
No, it's too little screen time, it's not interesting.
Is Yideng from The Return of the Condor Heroes?
No, that won't work either, this image is so positive.
Ok?
wrong.
He had many wives, and he even wanted to give Ying Gu to Zhou Botong—coincidentally, Lao Deng also had quite a few concubines…
After glancing at Zhu Laosi, Yang Shaofeng hesitated again.
What if that fool Zhu Laosi insists on sending people to find the descendants of the Duan family and interrogate them about the Six Meridians Divine Sword...