Back Off, Let Me Come

Kang Shi: "..."

This "cousin" is completely unacceptable.

How could he hurt his brother so much?

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 is indeed a crow's mouth.

He was just telling 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 the excellence of his baby?

Kang Shi could guarantee that if he dared to respond like this, Chu Wuhui would have to wear small shoes for him one day.

Gu Chi said: "That's not true. I'm not Qi Yuanliang."

Kang Shi: "..."

Qishan just narrowed his eyes after hearing this.

His eyes stayed on his brother for a few breaths.

Kang Shi: "..."

Ah!

Qi Shan's eyes were as evil as Chu Yao's.

As a conflicted 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 brighter 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 even more difficult to refine and solidify the 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 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 and tell 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.

Gritting his teeth, he tried to compress his energy.

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 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.

On the side are engraved the four words "二品上中" in seal script, and on the bottom are the same words - "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. .

Several others also came 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 jealous.

Qi Shan asked: "How many grades does Ling De want?"

Lin Feng looked at him puzzled: "What grade is it?"

Qishan said: "The second-grade Chinese Heart 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 "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.

Wasn't this 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 I will 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 do not return home, just 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 will listen to your husband, even if you are in the ninth grade, it will be fine. I'd like to trouble the registrar."

Qi Shan took the position of the principal of Heyin 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, he was intercepted by Shen Tang.

"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. But this question is not for Shen Tang.

"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 giant palace?" Qi Shan 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 was also strange, with every step leading to a view - the scenery gave people a sense of reality and captured 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 lowered as she spoke - she found that several gentlemen were so interested in this. The "giant palace" was very concerned, and everyone frowned.

Chu Yao asked: "Did Lingde 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……"

Lin Feng breathed a 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 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 achieve twice the result with half the effort, the deeper your understanding of Yu Yanling will be. It’s just that it’s extremely difficult to open a literary palace... Logically speaking, it’s 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 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 it even gets warm.

The new one is still under construction in Kuhaha.

The problem is, Lin Feng is still a newbie.

That little reserve of literary energy is nothing compared to that of an old bird.

the most important 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 opened a Thinking about it, "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.

Chu Yao's number 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, and 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, and 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 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 why Wen Xin Wen Gong is so angry...

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 Wenxin Wen Palace is the essence of Wenqi refined after refinement, 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 a biased scribe?"

Chu Yao: "Why do you say this?"

Shen Tang counted them one by one with his fingers: "Look, how come the Way of the Scholars and the Wenxin Palace are exclusive to the Wenxin Scholars? There seems to be nothing special about brave warriors except for having a horse and being able to turn soldiers into soldiers and armor. . Some literary minds can even equal them... after all, the courageous warriors are so shabby..."

The little kid Tu Rong nodded his head like garlic.

It's really too shabby.

Wen Xin Wen Palace sounds lofty as soon as you hear it, and you can sink your mind into it to practice. The palace can also store various words and spirits.

"puff--"

Please forgive me for 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, 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 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.

These are considered basic knowledge.

Shen Tang felt that his fist was getting hard.

Pointing at himself, he raised his voice and said, "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 tacit agreement with 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 my own lord.

She punched Zhai Xiaofang, kicked Gong Xiqiu, and when she got interested, she would force a wild boar to serve as her mount. Even if the bones in her body were not made of steel, they were built to last, and they were not as weak as to die suddenly at any time. So, there is only one possibility left.

Their lord, maybe, maybe, probably...

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 desensitized, how incredible would her IQ be before she was desensitized? Everyone wants to see her lively!

Who wouldn’t be upset when meeting 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 lord.

After all, she can hold a grudge.

Watching the fun is just watching the fun, and you still can't let go of 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 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 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…

literal meaning.

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, why don't you let someone 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's body.

Feeling rude, he stood still and bowed.

"Jun Shen."

(*ΦωΦ*)

My mentality has adjusted.

Haha, since someone is weirdly wishing me a happy April Fool's Day, I will reciprocate and wish his master a happy Labor Day next month... Let's upload the update first and then daydream about the signing master.