The door to the house in Pichai Courtyard opened, and Lin Ke walked out.
"Not bad, not bad!" In front of Lin Ke, Qi Shangshu's eyes lit up and he praised: "My vision is still good, although it is a little wider. I will be able to support myself if I eat better and gain weight in the future... Well, well,
This is right, I have half of what I looked like when I was young, that’s okay.”
As he said this, he pulled Lin Ke to see if the clothes fit him.
Lin Ke listened to Qi Shangshu's self-bragging and grinned: "What's wrong with young people? Seniors still look handsome now. How can I have half of the grace of seniors? I'm afraid I won't even be half as good as him."
Qi Shangshu raised his forehead when he heard Lin Ke's exaggeration and said with a smile: "You're glib, let's go."
"Okay." Lin Ke touched the clothes on his body and felt very special.
Yesterday, Qi Shangshu had two sets of clothes cut for him overnight according to his own measurements.
When Lin Ke got the clothes, he was very moved on the surface, but in fact he was really happy in his heart.
"By the way, senior, wait a moment!" Lin Ke was about to leave when he remembered something and called Qi Shangshu.
Qi Shangshu heard what Lin Ke said, and then looked at Lin Ke: "What?"
Lin Ke smiled apologetically, then walked to the plum tree, first spread his arms and turned around, showing off his new clothes, as if to show someone.
Then he knelt down facing the earthbag, kowtowed three times, and then stood up.
Lin Ke stood up and walked to Qi Shangshu and said with a smile: "That's enough, Senior Qi."
When Lin Ke saw clearly, he saw himself and a middle-aged man named Qi standing on the street.
Although he had already experienced it twice, he still felt that this extraordinary method was really wonderful.
Look back.
Behind is the gate of Lin Mansion. There is a plaque on the door that is as wide as an arm's length. The word "Lin Mansion" is written in gilt. The font is block letters, the characters are straight and round, and every stroke is just right.
"There's nothing to see, let's go."
Qi Shangshu spoke, turned around and walked away.
Lin Ke withdrew his gaze and followed him, finally leaving the place where "Lin Ke" had lived for many years.
…
On the way, Lin Ke asked Qi Shangshu some questions from time to time.
"Senior, what should I call you?"
"Just call me Qi Shangshu."
"Oh, then Qi Shangshu, what are the divisions of warrior realms?"
"You will naturally know later."
"Qi Shangshu, what state are you in now?"
"Why do you talk so much nonsense?"
"Qi Shangshu..."
The two chatted all the way and looked at the general scenery of the capital.
This capital city is really big. Lin Ke and Qi Shangshu have been gone for more than an hour and they haven't arrived yet.
This level of prosperity is no worse than the capital city of the 21st century...
Lin Ke also asked Qi Shangshu why he didn't fly directly to his destination today.
At that time, Qi Shangshu turned around and replied seriously: "How can the capital city be like home? Then this important place of the country, isn't the sky full of people flying around?"
So have you flown before?
Lin Ke was speechless at this double standard.
Then he got lost.
At the beginning, Link still remembered how many turns he took, how many intersections he walked, and how many small alleys he passed through.
But in the end, he couldn't even remember how many turns he had taken and how many alleys he had walked through. He only knew that he had arrived at his destination.
"Is this here?"
After Qi Shangshu stood still, Lin Ke immediately looked into the nearest alley.
This is a small alley with some shops in it, but it doesn't look like the business is doing very well.
And at the very outside of this small alley is a "Goulan".
In this world, goulan, tile kiln, and brothel are three kinds of things, which respectively represent selling one's art, selling one's body, and selling both one's body and one's art.
What are you doing in front of the gate?
Lin Ke's heart skipped a beat when he caught a glimpse of Qi Shangshu's back. Could this old man be trying to...
Qi Shangshu felt Lin Ke's gaze, turned around, and met Lin Ke's strange eyes. His eyelids twitched, and he lectured: "Isn't your kid awake and still dreaming? My monthly salary is
It’s not enough for me to have a meal of flower wine, you still want me to treat you to a drink of flower wine?”
Lin Ke didn't feel embarrassed after being seen through and grinned.
Qi Shangshu turned around, glanced at Lin Ke, ignored him, and walked directly towards the alley with his legs up.
There were only a few people on this road, obviously much less crowded than the street I passed just now.
And I don’t know what kind of blinding trick Qi Shangshu used. It was as if the people around them couldn’t see them, and they passed by each other without any awareness.
They walked straight inside without stopping in front of any store's courtyard door.
After reaching the innermost part, Qi Shangshu said directly: "This is it. You will live on this Chaoyang Street for the next year. How much you learn here depends on you."
He looked around and added: "Don't look down on people with low status. Although the people here seem to be ordinary people on the surface, at least they all have their own skills... Oh, by the way, your boy's life here is supplementary.
Solve it yourself!"
"Ah? Why?" Lin Ke asked.
Qi Shangshu's eyes were playful: "Aren't you saying, 'Whoever wakes up from a big dream first, I will know it all my life'? With such a strong tone, I don't think you need me, an old man, to worry about your eating, drinking and diarrhea."
"Okay." Hearing Qi Shangshu read out a poem describing Zhuge Liang, Lin Ke smiled awkwardly: "Uncle Qi, is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"
Uncle Qi!
There is Qi Shangshu on the left and Qi Shangshu on the right. How can Uncle Qi be so close to them?
If it weren't for the seniority, Lin Ke would have thought of calling him Brother Qi.
Qi Shangshu raised his finger and pointed to the left and right sides of the street and said:
"I have some rules. One: You are not allowed to leave this street. You can do whatever you want. Two: Remember, I am just a wanderer here! Not a minister! If I expose my identity, maybe the peace here will be broken.
…”
With that said, Qi Shangshu turned around and said to Lin Ke: "Follow me and I will take you to your residence."
When he reached the end of the street, Qi Shangshu put his left hand behind his back, raised his hand and pointed to the courtyard on the right and said: "I have arranged everything for you. This is the courtyard. I am proud of it."
Without waiting for Lin Ke to speak, he walked towards the courtyard door.
Lin Ke naturally followed him with suspicion.
Qi Shangshu opened the door without entering, as if he was stunned for a moment when he saw the scene inside.
Because his back was to Lin Ke, Lin Ke only paused when he saw Qi Shangshu.
But when the door opened, Lin Ke was stunned.
Is this what is called an arrangement?
After opening the door, the scene inside comes into view.
The yard is overgrown with weeds, and the grass is as tall as a person. If nothing else, Lin Ke thinks that if we fence the place and plant more trees, we can create a forest park!
He simply asked directly: "Uncle Qi, are you sure this is really not someone else's yard?"
This yard looks like an abandoned yard that hasn't been taken care of in several years.
Qi Shangshu waved his hand and said: "This is my yard. I am a 'traveling husband' and travel around all year round. It is reasonable for the yard to be a little deserted."
It’s reasonable. Well, it’s indeed quite reasonable... Lin Ke was speechless after hearing this.
To put it simply, a porter is someone who carries bags.
Unloading goods at the dock, delivering couriers, working as a sailor or boatman on a merchant ship, etc. can all be considered as part of the scope of porters.
However, Lin Ke still moved into the courtyard, stood in the courtyard and looked around at these wooden generals and grass soldiers, feeling very helpless.
How ridiculous!
Looking at Lin Ke's expression, Qi Shangshu didn't have the slightest bit of embarrassment on his face, and said directly: "You will live here, and I will have someone transplant the tree here in the next two days. You can take care of the rest by yourself!"
"Wow!"
After saying that, Qi Shangshu's figure had disappeared, but Lin Ke could still hear Qi Shangshu's words echoing in his ears.
6... Lin Ke looked at the empty door, then looked back at the two small rooms behind him, and opened his mouth but was silent.
no way……
Lin Ke turned around and silently placed the parcel on the stone under the eaves, took out the hatchet from the parcel and began to weed.
But Lin Ke, who was bending down to weed, finally discovered something was wrong:
"That's not right. Didn't Uncle Qi just say that you can't fly around the capital? It's really 6!"
Suddenly, a gust of breeze blew in his face. Lin Ke suddenly felt that something was wrong and was about to run away, so he held his shoulder with a hand.
"Ah, what, Uncle Qi, aren't you leaving?" Lin Ke turned around and smiled.
Then he flew out and fell on the grass, grinning in pain.
But his body is too strong, which means his butt hurts a little, but nothing else.
Qi Shangshu, who had already left, reappeared in his original position and clapped his hands: "I feel much more comfortable now."
Then Qi Shangshu looked proud and said: "I forgot to tell you, the old man discussed it before I came here. That's it. Every competition is a mixture of civil and military competitions, but there are differences in directions and topics."
"Direction and title?" After hearing the important matter, Lin Ke stood up immediately.
"Yes, this time they set the direction and we set the topic!" Qi Shangshu said:
"In terms of literature, there are poems, poems, poems, theories, debates, arguments, inscriptions, parallel prose, memorials, memorial essays, etc. As for the topic, you can decide it..."
"Martial arts include strength, speed, reflexes, physical coordination, endurance, etc., which can be reflected through topics such as horse riding, archery, knives, swords, spears, spears, fists, kicks, martial arts will, and understanding..."
"Miscellaneous, the direction is music, chess, calligraphy, painting, etc. You can also compete with Buddhism, Taoism, and demons, but this time the direction is painting, and the painting should be compared with topics such as artistic conception, conception, painting skills, and imagination."
As he spoke, Qi Shangshu touched his chin and smiled:
"And the direction of this article is poetry. You can decide the title within the direction of poetry. You can choose Yong Mei, Wing Chun, Night, Mountain, Water, etc. as the title of the poem."
"Wu's focus this time is on physical coordination! To see who is physically stronger, you can choose to compete in archery, horse riding, pot throwing, etc."
"I've already mentioned the direction of Zali, and you have to think about the topic yourself..."
Qi Shangshu explained for a while, and Lin Ke finally understood.
Directions and topics!
This means that the Wenwu Zai is similar to the three subjects of Chinese, Mathematics, and English in the previous life. After deciding on the test subjects, it is necessary to determine the specific direction of the test.
For example, Chinese language courses include tests on reading comprehension, recitation of poems or lyrics, composition, etc.
Qi Ye needs to decide on the direction this time, whether to take the composition test or reading.
Lin Ke, on the other hand, wanted to determine if the reading test was to be tested on expository essays, argumentative essays or narrative essays, and the specific test questions.
After confirming it, once the three-month period is up, start the competition!
"I see!"
"Are poems, paintings and the body coordinated..."