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Chapter 46 Road Encounters

"Zhang? Ah... you said, why do the people in the inner factory run to the back mountain every day?"

Sun Yehou, who was holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, looked depressed. Recently, when he and Zhang Xi went to find Su Wen, they would always see Yan Duo or Gu Qingchen, or even see them both at the same time.

Sun Yehou, who died once in the Neichang Society, always felt uncomfortable when he saw the people in the Neichang Society.

And the two of them could also feel Yan Duo's strange gaze hidden under the veil. They bumped into each other again and again. During the day, no one wanted to go to Su Wen, but at night, Su Wen was basically pressed down by Gu Qingchen.

While soaking in the medicinal bath, he would either scream miserably or fall asleep.

"I didn't say that we would teach Su Wen martial arts... Actually, we don't need to pay attention to them at all. It's their business to teach Su Wen martial arts. It's our business to go to Su Wen to discuss poetry and prose. Don't mess with the river. As for the

Let’s not think about what happened before! Just let them laugh if they laugh!”

Zhang? is much thicker-skinned than Sun Yehou, and he has long accepted the reality of death in society. He quickly adjusted his mentality, adhering to the idea that as long as I am not embarrassed, it is other people who are embarrassed. He holds his head high and lives a more unrestrained life than before.

When he went to Fireworks and Willow Alley, he would sneak around, hoping to find inspiration for awakening his literary spirit, which is why he was so wild. Now he doesn't act, he just walks around openly, he is just lustful, and he just goes to whoring, what's wrong?

Zhang? He bit off a candied haws in one bite and then exclaimed: "This thing is so sour... the taste is not right at all. If the old man Ding who sold fried chestnuts earlier had not gone somewhere, I would not have bought this crap!"

"

“The maltose sold by Boss Ding is also delicious.”

Sun Yehou agreed, then thought about it seriously, and said: "You are right... I have entered the extraordinary world now, and my literary spirit can be accumulated slowly, but you are different... If you continue to waste your time, I am afraid you will not even have the chance to enter the extraordinary world.

It’s all gone…”

Su Wen only spent one day from awakening his literary energy to entering the extraordinary world, while Zhang Yu wasted a few years. When he originally reached the threshold of promotion to the extraordinary, Hu Xiaoqian drained his literary energy and suddenly returned to the starting point.

When Su Wen was composing poems in the inner factory, the literary spirit he drew from him actually infiltrated both of them at the same time. Needless to say, Sun Yehou met the promotion conditions in an instant and became a transcendent. Zhang?'s literary spirit also had the rejuvenation of a dead tree.

There are no signs of complete collapse. If you want to become a transcendent in a short period of time, there is only one way, and that is for Su Wen to continue writing poems, draw down the literary spirit, and let them shine.

Of course, it is not easy to gain the literary spirit. Generally speaking, the literary spirit belongs to those who influence it. Even if there are many people standing next to you, you will not get any benefit from the literary spirit. This is common sense - unless there is a special formation.

They are assisted by magic, or high-level extraordinary people use secret techniques to intercept Wen Qi. Therefore, Sun Yehou believes that the two of them can share Su Wen's Wen Qi mainly because Su Wen's poems mainly mention the steadfast friendship between the two.

Therefore, they also benefited from the decline of civility.

So the two of them decided to let Su Wen write more poems praising their friendship when he had free time...especially when they were present.

But every time he mentioned this kind of thing to Su Wen, Su Wen rolled his eyes at the two of them.

He did remember a lot of the poems he sang, but they didn't fit the occasion or the time. If he forced them to write them out, there wouldn't be any resonance between heaven and earth, and a scene where the literary spirit would burst out. What's more, with a poem like this, one sentence would be missing.

First of all, Su Wen didn't believe that his true level was that he couldn't write a sentence that affected the literary style. Adhering to the principle of saving what he could, he asked his two good friends to get out of here, especially Zhang?, this guy was thinking about everything.

If the girl from Cuiyun Tower pays more attention to condensing her literary spirit, she will not be unable to become an extraordinary person.

"Hey, you have to have some faith in me..."

Zhang? licked up the candied haws in one gulp, swallowed it in one gulp, threw the sign away, wiped his mouth and said: "I have been enlightened in Cuiyun Tower recently, and I have made some progress. I should make a breakthrough soon.

Okay, it really doesn’t work, I’ll think of a way then…”

"Hey, you two gentlemen..."

At this time, a gentle voice came from beside me.

Zhang? and Sun Yehou both turned their heads and saw an ordinary-looking fat man who was carrying a bag and was almost as fat as Zhang? The fat man was holding a bamboo stick in his hand. It was the one Zhang? had thrown away before.

. He tossed it casually, and the bamboo stick was blown by the wind and stuck on the fat man's chubby face.

"Is something wrong?"

Zhang? asked as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Zhang's unhappy expression and arrogant tone, the fat man decisively put away what he was going to say: "It's okay... I just want to ask, did you drop this stick?"

"Oh... yes, that's right." Zhang? waved his hand: "You're welcome, I'll give it to you..."

The fat man hesitated for two seconds, dumbfounded: "Then should I say thank you?"

"...Brother, I'm offended."

Sun Yehou pulled Zhang?'s sleeves, saluted the fat man, and said to Zhang? "Why don't you apologize to me?"

"No, no, no..." The fat man waved his hands repeatedly, looked at their clothes, and his eyes lit up: "You two brothers, are you students of Qingshan Academy?"

"Well, that's right."

Zhang Qi couldn't help feeling shy when he saw that the other party's bulging belly seemed to be more rounded than his.

"That's really fate...In Bu Mingfei, he was just admitted as a freshman at Qingshan Academy. Have you met two seniors?"

"Hey, is he a junior?"

Sun Yehou suddenly had a good impression of Bu Mingfei. Now is not the time for the academy to recruit new students. Only young talents who are chosen by the academy teachers and feel that they have sufficient potential may be admitted under special circumstances. This also means that this

Bu Mingfei should already be the direct disciple of a certain gentleman in the academy. His status is not low. Although he does not need to work hard to curry favor, he cannot be easily offended.

"...What a fate!"

Zhang? also put away the cynical look on his face: "We are destined to meet each other. Let's go, senior brother will be my host and take you to have a drink. I will drop by later and senior brother will take you to report to the academy!"

He also felt a little regretful in his heart. He should have spoken properly just now. He was just an ordinary student in the academy. He had offended these famous teachers and arrogant disciples. He might have endless shoes to wear in the future, so he had to repair the relationship. Before Bu Mingfei could speak, he

He took Qi Mingfei's hand and said enthusiastically: "It's a pity that it's daytime and Cuiyun Tower hasn't opened yet, otherwise I would have taken you there to drink Xiaohua wine... But it doesn't matter. There is a time-honored restaurant in the east of the city, and the taste is the same.

Very good, let's go there and have a few drinks...

…Also, where is my junior brother’s home, and which gentleman did he study under?”

Zhang Huanbao was talking volubly and didn't give Bu Mingfei a chance to speak.

Bu Mingfei had never seen such an enthusiastic attitude before, and he felt dizzy for a moment. Before he even arrived at the restaurant, he was tricked out by Zhang?

Bu Mingfei is a native of Jining City, one of the seven families with five surnames, and a disciple of the Bu family.

Although he is not the head of the family, Bu Mingfei's family is deeply rooted in Jining City. His father is the head of a county, and his grandfather once served as a doctor in Zhongshu Province. Although he is not a prominent official, he has considerable power.

Bu Mingfei had been learning Chinese characters in clan studies since he was a child, and he had awakened to his literary spirit some time ago. It happened that a gentleman from the academy visited his home and was willing to accept him as a disciple. Bu Mingfei had longed for Qingshan Academy for a long time, and Bu County Magistrate also

He readily agreed, so Bu Mingfei followed the academy's regulations and came to Qingshan Academy to report.

Jining City is not far from Wuning City. The official road is smooth, and there is an endless stream of caravans and tourists. It takes two days to travel by horse and car. If you go on foot, it will take seven or eight days.

When the academy examines disciples, the admitted students are often required to walk alone and report to the academy.

Of course, the academy will not really care about the life and death of students. After all, in this era of wilderness, there are wild beasts and strong men. Students who are not extraordinary yet may not end well if they encounter such a situation, so they often send Mr.

Or high-ranking students follow and escort quietly.

Behind Bu Mingfei there should be some extraordinary beings from the academy secretly protecting him.

But after Bu Ming flew to Wuning City, the protector should also leave and return to the academy to resume his life. After all, Wuning City is a place where kings transform. In a place like this, as long as students don't take the initiative to cause trouble, they are unlikely to be in danger.

If you take the initiative to stir up trouble... then even if you are beaten to death, it will be in vain. The academy will never stand up for such a fool and take the initiative to find trouble.

"Senior Brother Sun... is already a transcendent. He is so impressive at such a young age!"

After a few glasses of wine, Bu Mingfei became familiar with the two of them. In the past ten years, he had been too well protected in the family and the city was not deep. He soon said proudly: "Don't look at me until I awakened to the literary spirit, but

You will soon become an extraordinary person, just like Senior Brother Sun..."

"Oh? Junior brother is so sure. I have gained some insights from my recent reading of scriptures, or am I just flooded with literary thoughts, a masterpiece is about to be produced, and I have accumulated enough literary spirit?"

Zhang? looked envious, and even a little shocked. He had been troubled by the promotion to extraordinary recently, and even made a crooked idea, preparing to treat Su Wen as a humble old hen, and let Su Wen write poems praising their unbreakable

He wanted to gain literati through friendship, but the ordinary-looking little fat man in front of him seemed to be sure of being promoted to a transcendent.

He really wanted to know how Bu Mingfei did it.

"This matter... is a secret..."

After being persuaded to drink more than a dozen glasses of wine, Bu Mingfei already considered the two of them close friends. He lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Say it... maybe you still don't believe it."

"How could it be... When I look at my appearance, my junior is a loyal and honest person, just like me!"

Zhang? patted his chest and said, "Besides, your senior fellow apprentices are also honest gentlemen and will never leak a word."

"Of course... uh, of course I can trust senior brother... me..." Bu Mingfei came closer to the two of them, smelling of alcohol and whispered in a low voice: "I used to be a mess in reading... I couldn't even read the books of the sages.

But not long ago, I met an old man... He said he could help me become smarter and become a transcendent person. I was half-convinced... But after that, I read the book and understood the secret, and I soon woke up.

Literary spirit..."


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