Shen Tang's mind was spinning very fast, and coupled with his always fond of wild and unconstrained brain circuits, countless speculations emerged in his mind.
Could it be that she is the legendary daughter of destiny?
After all, this is a world where the coffin board of science is nailed, and unscientific is scientific. But then I thought about my unlucky start in hell, where I didn’t even have the guaranteed benefits of being a time traveler and my home was stolen. I couldn’t help but shake my head and laugh at myself.
too much.
And the daughter of destiny...
He is simply an unlucky guy who has been unlucky all the way.
"Is there any family story here?" Shen Tang tried hard to sound less narcissistic, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and asked Chu Yao, "The person who gives the three taels of silver must be me, or anyone else.
Okay, but it has to be three taels of silver?"
Chu Yao's answer was beyond her expectation.
He said: "I don't know."
Chu Yao didn't play according to common sense, and a big question mark popped up on Shen Tang's forehead, and his voice was slightly raised: "I don't know???"
"It's a long story...I'm not sure."
Shen Tang: "...I have time to listen to you slowly."
Like Qi Shan, he wanted to forcefully end the topic with just "It's a long story," but only left her scratching her head with curiosity.
"Goro is really curious?"
Shen Tang admitted honestly: "I'm very curious!"
"Then this matter starts from the year of my enlightenment..."
Chu Yao put on the posture of telling a story and was about to tell it, but Shen Tang couldn't help it. He was not a good listener to stories. As soon as he started, she asked: "In the year of enlightenment? What happened?"
Although Chu Yao doesn't like to titillate people as much as Qi Shan, the timeline of the story is also extended too early, so no wonder it's a long story.
"Nothing happened that year."
Shen Tang: "..."
The silence behind him made Chu Yao laugh. He could picture the speechless expression of the young man on the mule's back without turning his head.
Chu Yao wrote lightly: "I just sensed the energy of heaven and earth in the year when I was enlightened and literate, and condensed my literary heart in the same year."
Shen Tang asked again: "What grade is Wenxin?"
Chu Yao replied: "The second grade is above the middle level."
Shen Tang was speechless when he heard this: "So high???"
If Qi Shan gets 2,580,000 yuan, he will be in the middle or lower level of the sixth rank.
The Second-Rank Chinese Heart is second only to the First-Rank Chinese Heart! The First-Rank Chinese Heart, also known as the Saint’s Grade, is also a false quality. Only princes with national seals can possess it, so the Second-Rank Chinese Heart is already common among ordinary people.
The highest grade you can have.
Possessing an upper-middle-grade Wenxin of the second grade is no different than holding a king bomb. How did Chu Yao get to this point?
It's really unbelievable.
Listening to the undisguised surprise in Shen Tang's words, Chu Yao said in a dark voice: "Is it high? It's quite high... But if I could choose, I would prefer it to be lower, either fourth, fifth or ninth grade.
Having this Wenxin is more of a curse than a blessing to me.”
Shen Tang was puzzled: "But isn't this a symbol of good talent?"
How could anyone wish they were less talented?
Chu Yao smiled bitterly: "Wu Lang, didn't the gentleman who taught you your studies tell you that the level of a scholar's literary mind does not mean everything?"
"Yuanliang has said it before, but I thought it was just his personal opinion and cannot represent the views of the general public..."
Unexpectedly, Chu Yao and Qi Shan had the same idea.
Could it be that this is the consensus among experts?
"What is the general public? The common people?"
Chu Yao's focus was as confusing as Shen Tang's. According to the context, he knew that "the general public" meant similar to "all living beings" and "ordinary people", but he had never heard of this word.
Shen Tang was stunned and stuck: "I don't know either... I just said it casually, but that's not the point."
It's really not the point.
Chu Yao didn't pay much attention to this detail. He was more concerned about the "Yuanliang" in Shen Tang's words: "Is that 'Yuanliang' a young scholar who met me on the street before?"
Shen Tang: "Yes, that's him."
Chu Yao was slightly appreciative: "That is indeed a good teacher. So, did he tell you about Wen Xin's talent?"
Wenxin talent?
What is this?
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Why are there so many such messy things!
Although Shen Tang was confused, he still said: "Wen Xin... talent? I really don't know about this, and Yuan Liang didn't mention it. He just told me about the ways of princes... I'm not afraid of Mr.
It’s a joke, although I have a literary mind, I really don’t know much about literary minds. Occasionally I would ask Yuan Liang a question, but he would always give me a perfunctory answer, either saying he would talk about it later, or saying, ‘You don’t need to know’…”
I seriously suspect that he is just lazy and doesn't want to answer.
Chu Yao: "Brother Yuanliang may be doing it for Wulang's good. The more you know about some things, the more detrimental it will be to your future growth..."
Shen Tang was curious: "Is there any other explanation?"
Chu Yao said: "Yeah."
Shen Tang scratched his head: "...!!!"
Then should she continue to listen to the story or not?
Chu Yao helped her make a decision: "There are two types of literary talent, one is the way of princes, and the other is the way of scribes. Just from the names, you can know the identities represented by the two talents. The way of princes, I
I think your husband has told you about it, so I won’t say much. What I want to talk about is the way of the scribes, which is the unique ability of a small number of literate and thoughtful people, and it can be activated without any words or spirits."
Shen Tang silently remembered: "Sir, too?"
Chu Yao was silent for a while: "It happened before, but before I could grow up, my literary heart was 'replaced'."
Shen Tang was shocked: "Substitute one thing for another?"
Taken literally, this is not...
Chu Yao smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying surprisingly: "Yes, your gentleman didn't tell you that Wen Xin can be stolen?"
Shen Tang: “…!!!”
Praying for good deeds has never been mentioned before.
"This is how my second-grade Chinese heart was exchanged. At the age when I was most energetic, I fell into the quagmire overnight and had no chance to turn around." Chu Yao told a story that seemed to have nothing to do with him, and then said, "Your husband didn't mention the 'Way of the Scribes' to you, maybe he had his own difficulties and considerations. Because the 'Way of the Scribes' is not only a special ability, but also a question that scribes have to ask themselves. What does it have to do with the scribes themselves? A person's character depends on what path he seeks. Even a saint wouldn't want to expose such privacy to the public eye, would he?"
Not every literate person will have the way of a scribe, but those who do, 99% of the time will choose to hide it.
Without concealing it, it feels like being stripped of all the clothing that can protect your body and being thrown into the crowd openly.
Shen Tang's expression suddenly appeared.
She didn't expect that Wen Xin could play like this.
My own literary heart is not of high quality, but I happen to have the talent to steal other people's literary hearts, so I steal other people's...
No wonder Mr. Chu said that his second-grade Chinese education was a curse rather than a blessing for him. Isn't this just like "a child with a daughter in the busy city"?