Chapter 360 360: Wen Xin Wen Gong (2) [Two in One]
Kang Shi: "..."
This "cousin" is completely irresistible.
How could you hurt your brother so much?
Unexpectedly, Qi Shan did not have the consciousness of offending anyone at all, and asked with a smile: "Brother, Shan is wrong to say this?"
Kang Shi is indeed a crow's mouth.
He just told the truth.
Kang Shi: "..."
Qi Shan deliberately raised his voice: "Or do you think that the upper and lower grades of the third grade may be greater than the upper and middle grades of the second grade?"
Kang Shi immediately felt a pair of unkind eyes falling on him. He knew who this man was without even looking at him - Chu Wuhui truly regarded Lin Feng and Tu Rong as his biological children.
What could be more motivating to an old father who hopes that his daughter will become a phoenix than denying the excellence of his baby?
Kang Shi can guarantee that if he dares to respond like this, Chu Wuhui will have to wear small shoes for him one day.
Gu Chi said: "That's not true. I'm not Qi Yuanliang."
Kang Shi: "..."
Qi Shan only narrowed his eyes when he heard this. Eye.
His eyes stayed on his brother for a few breaths.
Kang Shi: "..."
Ha!
Qi Shan’s eyes were as evil as Chu Yao’s.
As a contradictory whirlpool eye, Lin Feng was not affected.
Her heart was racing, as if there was a deer jumping up and down, and she could only be calmed down by patient comfort. Take a deep breath in the dark and adjust your hands that are not under control. Silently recite the key points that you have already learned so well over and over again.
Finally, she unskilledly drew Wen Qi from Dan Mansion and let Wen Qi flow along the meridians of her abdomen to her arms.
Finally gathered in the palm of your hand.
At first it was just wisps of light pink.
As time went by, Lin Feng became more and more skillful, and the color of the style gradually deepened, finally settling on a peach color that is slightly fresher than pink. The condensed air mass of Wen Qi expands from the size of a pea to the size of a baby's fist, floating one inch in the palm of your hand.
This process took a lot of effort from Lin Feng.
It is more difficult to refine and solidify literary spirit.
Chu Yao's eyes were gentle, with a hint of relief.
“It’s great to be able to do this for the first time.”
Once it’s new, twice it’s familiar.
Lingde is young and lacks only practical experience.
Lin Feng was not satisfied with this and his cheeks bulged.
She is now eager to respond to her husband, telling him that she is not weak and that she can do the same things that male literary scholars can do, and she can even do it better and more appropriately.
Clenched his teeth and tried to compress Wen Qi.
It’s just that this group of literary people is not very obedient.
It took her a lot of effort to get them to obey her will, until the air ball turned into a sticky, gelatinous pink color and turned into a small--wenxin monogram. Each person's text heart monogram is unique, and the printed button has a different shape.
The seal of this coin is actually a bunch of wheat ears.
The light pink seal passes through the holes at the bottom of the wheat ears.
There is also a wishful knot in the middle of the Yin Fu.
"Lang Jun, look!"
Shen Tang took the translucent and translucent Chinese monogram.
The four characters "二品上中" in seal script are engraved on the side, and the same handwriting - "Lin Shi Ling De" is engraved on the bottom.
Shen Tang was slightly surprised, smiled and handed the Wen Xin monogram to Chu Yao, who looked calm but couldn't help but glance over.
“A great teacher makes a great disciple.”
Chu Yao heard the hint behind these words.
Taking a look, I saw a familiar grade.
Chu Yao, who had always been calm and self-possessed, could not restrain his excitement and said three good words in a row. However, he was excited and rational and did not run away from home. He did not forget to ask Lin Fengcai to buy all kinds of sacrifices to comfort his blood relatives. In the spirit of heaven, Lin Feng nodded heavily.
Several others also came to watch the fun.
It is rare to see a second-grade Chinese character.
Otherwise, Chu State, a small and small country, would not be so eye-catching and envious if it fired three in a row.
Qishan asked: "How many grades does Ling De want?"
Lin Feng looked at him puzzled: "What grades do you want?"
Qishan said: "Second grade Chinese Heart It's too eye-catching. Before you grow up enough to protect yourself, keep a low profile."
Her teacher Chu Wuhui is a bloody example.
There are not many literary scribes in this world who are capable of "substituting one thing for another", but if you don't keep them all, you will encounter them. In the eyes of some arrogant people, does a mere orphan girl deserve such a high rank?
It's not impossible to use poisonous means to rob someone.
Isn’t that how Chu Wuhui’s first second-grade upper-grade Wenxin was replaced by a seventh-grade lower-grade weapon?
The key is that this seventh-grade one has been scrapped.
It’s really miserable.
Shen Tang said: "Then let's go down to the ninth rank."
Qi Shan still needs to seek Lin Feng’s opinion.
After all, everyone has the need to show off secretly.
Wealth and honor never return home, like embroidered clothes walking at night, who knows? In the same way, Wen Xin's level is too low. Who knew she was so talented and had endless potential? Not everyone has a soft spot for "nine-grade inferiors" like their lord, and they don't blush at all.
Lin Feng said softly: "Well, the student listens to the husband, and the ninth grade is also very good. Please trouble the registrar."
Qi Shan took the position of the registrar of Heyin County .
As for other part-time positions, we will not go into details.
With a flick of Qi Shan’s sleeves, the disguise is complete.
He handed the Wen Xin monogram back: "Take it."
Before Lin Feng reached out, Shen Tang intercepted him.
“Langjun?”
"Your hands are still shaking, let me put it on for you. From today on, Lingde will learn to be independent." He smoothly smoothed the peach-pink tassels of the inscription on the heart and patted her shoulder.
Lin Feng blushed: "Yes, my lord."
She had the urge to never take off the monogram for the rest of her life.
Pat your cheek.
Use the cool palms of your hands to cool down your hot and pretty face.
At the same time, it also cooled down the excitement in her brain. As her rationality returned, she suddenly remembered something. But this question is not for Shen Tang.
"Teacher, the student has doubts."
Chu Yao asked: "What doubts?"
"The student just saw a majestic palace towering into the clouds... That is What? The previous notes given by the teacher didn’t mention it..." In order for the Wenxin Convergence to go smoothly, Chu Yao collected everyone’s experience in condensing Wenxin for Lin Feng’s reference.
Lin Feng recalled his notes but could not find the answer.
"A majestic palace towering into the clouds?"
Shen Tang's curiosity was aroused.
Chu Yao: "The giant palace?"
Several other literary scholars also attracted attention.
“What kind of huge palace?” Qishan asked.
Lin Feng described it carefully.
The key points are the scene of the carved windows of the giant palace, the steps under the giant palace that are three or four times as high as they are, and the stone bridge leading to the giant palace.
The stone bridge is also strange, with each step leading to a view - the scenery gives people a sense of reality and captivates her heart.
"The plaque, there is no palace written on it, only the word 'Nong'. The word is so dazzling that it almost stings people's eyes..." Lin Feng's voice gradually became lower as he spoke - she I found that several gentlemen were very concerned about this "giant palace", and they all frowned.
Chu Yao asked: "Did Ling De really see it?"
Lin Feng nodded heavily: "Yes!"
After saying that, he asked again: "Teacher, is there a problem with this huge palace?"
Chu Yao said: "There is no problem..."
"That's good..."
Lin Feng let out a long sigh of relief.
She was worried that her Wen Xin was different from others. She was relieved to hear that there was no problem.
Chu Yao added: "It sounds like Wen Gong."
"Wen Gong?"
This word is unfamiliar to Lin Feng. Shen Tang is even stranger.
She asked: "Wuhui, what is the Wen Palace?"
Chu Yao patiently explained to her: "The so-called Wen Palace is a palace opened in the Dan Mansion with Wen Qi to store what has been learned. A place where scribes cultivate their minds on a daily basis. Shen entered the Wen Palace, because the literary spirit here is prosperous, and cultivation can achieve twice the result with half the effort. The deeper the understanding and understanding of Yu Yanling is, but the opening of the Wen Palace is extremely difficult... It is impossible for Ling De to see it."
Chu Yao explained for a long time.
Shen Tang performed the Chinese translation.
To put it simply, if the way of being a scribe does not depend on talent, but can be obtained through overwhelming luck or strong will, then Wen Xin Wen Gong can only achieve it. This thing is the standard equipment for literati with high strength and profound knowledge.
Chu Yao built a Wenxin Palace back then.
It’s gone before I can cover up the heat.
The new one is still under construction in Kuhaha.
The problem is, Lin Feng is still a newbie.
That little literary reserve is nothing compared to that of an old bird.
The most important thing is-
Wenxinwen Palace has a plaque but no words.
The size is also the size of a normal palace.
It’s not as scary as towering into the clouds.
"Then it is possible that it is not the Wen Palace. Lingde also said that the large character 'Nong' is written on the plaque. Combined with the patterns on the window, is it possible that what she saw was the Farm Academy?" Shen Tangshun Using logic, I opened my mind and asked, "Didn't the Thief Star record the 'Hundred Schools of Thoughts'? It just so happened that the farmer was one of them..."
Fantasy novels are all in this routine.
The number of Chu Yao cannot be determined.
I can only ask Lin Feng to pay attention next time.
After all, Lin Feng is the first woman besides the lord to unite her literary heart. There are too few examples for reference.
Gu Chi asked: "Have you met my lord before?"
Shen Tang shook his head.
Her own memories have been stolen. The ghost still remembers the scene when she condensed her Wen Xin. She has no experience, let alone providing it to Lin Feng for reference. As long as that thing is harmless to Lin Feng, let's put it aside for the time being. In the future, we will discover and train more female literary scholars, and maybe we can reveal this secret.
Now she just wants to know what Wen Xin Wen Gong is doing...
She also wants such awesome stuff.
The construction of Wenxin Palace is a sign of the transition from "rookie" literary scholars to "experienced" literary scholars. It is not difficult to do.
The only difficulty is the liver.
Because every brick and tile of Wen Xin Wen Palace is the essence of Wen Qi refined, one can imagine the huge amount of work. The construction of Wenxin Wen Palace is actually the accumulation of literary spirit. The more ruthless you are, the more you practice Wenqi, the faster you build.
“Oh oh oh, that’s it.”
Shen Tang’s mind suddenly thought of another thing.
“Is Thief Star an eccentric scribe?”
Chu Yao: "Why do you say that?"
Shen Tang counted them one by one with his fingers: "Look, how come the Way of Scholars and Wenxinwen Palace are all exclusive to Wenxin scribes? Wu Wu It seems that courageous warriors have Just a horse, it’s nothing special if it can transform into soldiers and armor. Some literary minds can even replace them... After all, the brave warriors are so shabby..."
The little kid Tu Rong nodded. Like pounding garlic.
It’s really too shabby.
Wen Xin Wen Palace sounds grand as soon as you hear it. You can sink your mind into it to practice. The palace can also store various spiritual spirits.
"Pfft——"
Qishan couldn't help laughing.
Chu Yao looked at him.
Qi Yuanliang is really misleading people.
Aren’t these basic things provided for literacy?
Bai Su pursed her lips and smiled and said: "It's true or not, the Wudan Palace is opposite to the Wenxin Palace, and the warrior's intention is opposite to the scholar's way. The difference between the two is that one is civil and the other is martial. There is no big difference."
< br>Shen Tang: "Why does Shaoxuan know?"
Qi Shandao : "Because Shaoxuan is a brave warrior."
Gong Shuwu and Zhao Feng, especially Zhao Feng, want to catch any good young man on their own fence. They cherish talents and love talents. Bai Su Since he gathered his martial courage, his martial arts cultivation has been advancing rapidly, and Zhao Feng will naturally not hide his secrets.
These are considered basic knowledge.
Shen Tang felt that his fist was getting hard.
Pointing at himself, he raised his voice: "I am too?"
Qishan: "..."
Chu Yao: "..."
< br>Gu Chi: "???"
Kang Shi: "???"
Gong Shuwu slapped his forehead and said, "I seem to have forgotten."
Shen Tang: "(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻ "
Uncle Gong actually said it even half a step later!
Who are these people in her account!
Qi Shan looked guilty and met Chu Yao's eyes. The two of them turned their faces in the opposite direction in mutual agreement and disgust.
Gu Chi heard that they were blaming each other in their hearts.
He took a deep breath: "My lord, when did you cultivate both civil and military skills?"
There is a well-known common sense -
Nine out of ten people who try to cultivate both civil and military skills will be weak and violent. If you die, the remaining one who barely survives is also a fool.
On the other hand, look at my own lord.
Punching Zhai Xiaofang, kicking Gong Xiqiu, and if she gets interested, she will force the wild boar to use her as a mount. Even if the bones of this body are not made of steel, they are made to last a long time, which is not the same as being too weak to die suddenly at any time. So, there is only one possibility left.
Their lord, maybe, maybe, probably...
Is he a fool? ? ?
Shen Tang: “(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻”
Don’t think she can’t understand the looks in these people’s eyes!
Who are these people in her account?
Shen Tang gritted his teeth: "My brain is very normal!"
If she was really dumbfounded, how high would her IQ be before she was dumbfounded? Everyone wants to see her lively!
Who wouldn’t feel bad meeting such a subordinate?
Gu Chi and the others also accepted it as soon as they saw fit.
It’s better not to watch the excitement of your own lord.
After all, she can hold a grudge.
Watching the fun is just watching the fun, and you still can’t leave behind the business that you should be busy with. With the participation of brave warriors and elite troops like Zhao Feng, the autumn harvest progressed much faster than normal. In the past, every household would work together, and the autumn harvest would be busy for half a month.
If there is insufficient manpower, more than half a month is normal.
But with these humanoid harvesters, it's over in five or six days. Statistics are also coming from various places in Heyin County.
Also arriving at Fugu, the government office, were the collected land taxes. This time, the proportion of land taxes was not high. Coupled with the good harvest, every household has stored food rations for more than a year. They select the best ones for growing grain.
The rest is for eating.
Shen Tang also drank the millet porridge he grew himself. It was fragrant, soft and glutinous, and smelled good, but it was not very filling.
When Xu Jie came over, she was working.
emmm...
Literally.
Xu Jie was driven out of the workshop by the smell.
In desperation, he sent someone to inform Shen Tang.
Shen Tang, who was beating the soaked bamboo, stopped, put down his sleeves fastened with loops, straightened his clothes, and ran out of the workshop, saying: "The annotation is here, what are you doing? Don’t you want to pass it on?”
The smell in the workshop is very strong.
Xu Jie was driven back half a step by the smell of Shen Tang.
Feeling rude, he stood still and bowed.
"Shen Jun."
(*ΦωΦ*)
My mentality has adjusted.
Haha, since someone weirdly wished me a happy April Fool's Day, I will return the favor and wish his master a happy Labor Day next month... I'll upload the update first and then daydream about the signing master.
(End of this chapter)