Unexpectedly, Qishan didn’t have the consciousness of offending anyone at all, and asked with a smile: “Brother, is it wrong to say this?”
Kang Shi really has a crow's mouth.
He just told the truth.
Kang Shi: "..."
Qishan 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 dear friend 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 that his baby is good?
Kang Shi dared to promise that if he dared to accept it like this, Chu Wuhui would have to wear small shoes for him one day.
Gu Chi said: "That's not true. I'm not a Qi Yuanliang."
Kang Shi: "..."
Qishan just narrowed his eyes after hearing this.
His eyes stayed on his brother for a few breaths.
Kang Shi: "..."
Oh, Qi Shan’s eyes are as evil as Chu Yao’s.
As the eye of the whirlpool of contradictions, Lin Feng was not affected.
Her heart was racing, as if a deer was jumping up and down, and could only be calmed down by being patiently comforted. She took a deep breath secretly, adjusted her hands that were not under control, and silently recited the key points that she had already learned so well.
Finally, she unskilledly drew the Wen Qi from the elixir palace, letting the Wen Qi flow along the abdominal meridians 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 Wen Qi gradually deepened, finally settling on a peach color that is slightly fresher than pink. The condensed air mass of Wen Qi expanded from the size of a pea to the size of a baby's fist, floating one inch in the palm of his hand.
This process took a lot of effort from Lin Feng.
It is even more difficult to refine and solidify the literary spirit.
Chu Yao's eyes were gentle, with a hint of relief: "It's good to be able to do this for the first time."
Once raw, twice mature.
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, that she can do the same things that male literary scholars can do, and can even do it better and more appropriately. She gritted her teeth and tried to compress the literary atmosphere.
It's just that this group of people is not very obedient.
It took her a lot of effort to make them obey her will, until the air ball turned into a sticky, gelatinous pink color, and turned into a small--wenxin monogram. Each person's Wenxin monogram is unique, in the shape of a printed button
Different.
The seal of this one 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 seal.
"Mr. Lang, look!"
Shen Tang took the translucent and translucent Chinese monogram.
The side is engraved with the four characters "二品上中" in seal script, and the bottom is engraved with the same calligraphy - "Lin Shi Ling De".
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.
At first glance, I saw a familiar grade.
Chu Yao, who had always been calm and self-possessed, couldn't hold back 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 the spirits of his blood relatives in heaven. Lin Feng nodded heavily.
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Several others also came together to watch the fun.
It is rare to see someone with a Chinese heart of the second grade.
Otherwise, when a small country like Chu fired three in a row, it wouldn't be so eye-catching and arousing jealousy.
Qi Shan asked: "How many grades does Ling De need?"
Lin Feng looked at him puzzled: "What grade is it?"
Qi Shan said: "The Chinese heart of the second grade is too eye-catching. Before it has grown up enough to be able to protect itself, it should be more low-key."
Her teacher Chu Wuhui is a bloody example.
There are not many literati in this world who are capable of "stealing one thing from another", but if you don't protect them enough, you will encounter them. In the eyes of some arrogant people, is a mere orphan girl worthy of such a high rank? To use a vicious hand to rob someone, isn't it? It's impossible.
Isn't this how Chu Wuhui's first second-grade upper middle Wenxin was replaced by a seventh-grade lower upper grade?
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 never returns to its hometown, like clothes embroidered at night, who knows? In the same way, Wen Xin's grade is too low, who knows that she is proud of her talent and has endless potential? Not everyone is like their own lord who treats "nine-grade inferiors" "I have a soft spot and don't blush at all.
Lin Feng said softly: "Well, if you listen to your husband, it's fine if you're in the ninth grade. I'd like to trouble the registrar."
Qi Shan took the position of the chief administrator of Ha Yin County.
As for other part-time positions, we will not go into details.
Qi Shan flicked his sleeves and the disguise was complete.
He handed the inscription back: "Take it."
Before Lin Feng reached out, Shen Tang intercepted him.
"Mr. Lang?"
"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 her monogram for the rest of her life.
Pat your cheek.
Use cool palms to cool down your hot face.
At the same time, it also cooled down the excitement in her brain. As her rationality returned, she suddenly remembered something. However, this question was not for Shen Tang, but for the teacher.
"Teacher, the student is suspicious."
Chu Yao asked: "What's the doubt?"
"The student just saw a majestic palace towering into the clouds... What is that? The previous notes given by the teacher did not mention it..." In order to smooth the condensation of Wen Xin, Chu Yao collected everyone's experience in condensing Wen Xin. Lin Feng 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?" Qi Shan asked.
Lin Feng described it carefully.
The key point is the scene of the carved windows of the huge palace. The steps under the huge palace are three or four meters high and the stone bridge leading to the huge palace. The stone bridge is also strange, with each step leading to a scene - the scenery gives people a sense of reality and evokes the feeling of being in it. She has a good heart.
"The plaque, there is nothing written on the plaque, only the word 'Nong'. The word is so dazzling that it stings people almost unable to open their eyes..." Lin Feng's voice gradually became lowered as she spoke - she found that several gentlemen were interested in this. The "giant palace" was very concerned, and everyone frowned.
Chu Yao asked: "Did Ling De really see it?"
Lin Feng nodded heavily: "Yes!"
After saying that, he asked again: "Teacher, is there something wrong with this huge palace?"
Chu Yao said: "There is no problem..."
"That's good……"
Guzhe
Lin Feng breathed a long sigh of relief.
She was worried that her literary heart was different from others.
She felt relieved when she heard that there was no problem.
Chu Yao added: "But the problem is, it sounds like Wen Gong."
"Wen Gong?"
This word was unfamiliar to Lin Feng, and even more unfamiliar to Shen Tang.
She asked: "Wuhui, what is Wen Gong?"
Chu Yao patiently explained to her: "The so-called Wen Palace is a palace opened in Dan Mansion with Wen Qi, which is used to store the words and spirits learned. Scholars will sink their minds into Wen Palace during daily practice, because this place The more literary spirit you have, the more you can get twice the result with half the effort through cultivation, and the deeper your understanding of Yu Yanling will be. However, it is extremely difficult to open a literary palace... Logically speaking, it is impossible for Ling De to see it."
Chu Yao explained a long paragraph again.
Shen Tang performed the Chinese translation.
To put it simply, if the way to be a scribe does not depend on talent, but can be obtained through extreme luck or strong will, then Wenxin Wenggong can only be obtained. This thing is the standard equipment for Wenxin scribes with high strength and profound foundation. .
Chu Yao built a Wenxin Palace back then.
It was gone before the heat was applied.
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——
Wenxinwengong 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 sky.
"Then it's possible that it's not the Wen Palace. Ling De also said that the big character 'Nong' is written on the plaque. Combined with the pictures on the window, is it possible that what she saw was the Farm Academy?" Shen Tang followed the logic and started. I came up with an idea, "Didn't the Thief Star record the 'Hundred Schools of Thoughts'? It just so happened that the farmer was one of them..."
Fantasy novels all follow 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 her 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 memory has been stolen. The ghost still remembers the scene when she condensed her Wenxin. She has no experience, let alone providing it to Lin Feng for reference. As long as the thing is harmless to Lin Feng, let's put it aside for now. In the future, if we dig out and train more female literary scholars, we might be able to reveal this secret. Now she just wants to know what Wen Xin Wen Gong is doing...
She also wants something so awesome.
The construction of the Wenxin Wen 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 the Wenxin Wen Palace is the essence of the refinement of Wen Qi, the huge amount of the project can be imagined. The construction of Wen Xin Wen Palace is actually the accumulation of Wen Qi. The more ruthless the liver, the more Wen Qi is cultivated, and the construction The faster the speed.
"Oh oh oh, that's it."
Shen Tang's brain circuit Qingqi thought of another thing.
"Is Thief Star a biased scribe?"
Chu Yao: "Why do you say this?"
Shen Tang counted them one by one with his fingers: "Look, the way of scribes, how come the Wenxin Wen Palace is exclusive to Wenxin scribes? There seems to be nothing special about brave warriors except for having a horse and being able to turn soldiers into soldiers and armor. That’s right. Some Literary Hearts, Words and Spirits can even compete with them... after all, the courageous warriors are so shabby..."
The little kid Tu Rong nodded like he was pounding garlic.
It's really too shabby.
Wen Xin Wen Palace sounds grand as soon as you hear it, and you can sink your mind into it to practice. The palace can also store various spiritual spirits.
"puff--"
Pray for mercy and endure the laughter.
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, Wu Dan Wu Palace is opposite to Wen Xin Wen 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."
Shen Tang: "Why does Shaoxuan know?"
Qishan said: "Because Shaoxuan is a brave warrior."
Gong Shuwu and Zhao Feng, especially Zhao Feng, wanted to grab any good young talent they saw. They cherished and loved their talents. Bai Su had gathered his martial courage since then, and his martial arts cultivation was rapid and progressed rapidly. Zhao Feng naturally Will not hide anything private.
These are considered basic knowledge.
Shen Tang felt that his fist was about to become hard.
Pointing at himself, he raised his voice: "I am too?"
Qishan: "..."
Chu Yao: "..."
Gu Chi: "???"
Kang Shi: "???"
Gong Shuwu slapped his forehead and said, "I seem to have forgotten."
Shen Tang: “(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻”
Uncle Gong actually said it after half a step!
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: "When did my lord master 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 die suddenly due to weakness, and the remaining one who barely survives is also a fool.
On the other hand, look at your own protagonist.
Punch Zhai Xiaofang, kick 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 durable and have nothing to do with being weak enough to die suddenly at any time. Therefore, 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 and said: "My brain is very normal!"
If she had really been dumbfounded, how incredible would her IQ be before she was dumbfounded? Everyone wanted to see her lively!
Who wouldn’t feel bad if they met such a subordinate?
Gu Chi and the others also accepted it as soon as they saw fit.
It's better to watch less of the excitement of your own protagonist.
After all, she does hold a grudge.
Just watch the excitement, and you still have to be busy with the business. With the participation of brave warriors like Zhao Feng and the elite tribe, the progress of the autumn harvest is much faster than normal. In the past, every household went to the battle, and Qiu Shuo was also busy for half a day. moon.
If there is a shortage of manpower, 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 Hayin County.
Also arriving at Fugu, the government office, were the collected field taxes. The proportion of field taxes this time was not high. In addition, the harvest was good, and every household had stored food rations for more than a year. They selected the best. When growing food, the rest is used to eat.
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.
