Back Off, Let Me Come Chapter 360

  Chapter 360 Chapter 360: Wenxin Wengong (2) [two in one]

  Kang Shi: “…”

  This "cousin" is completely unacceptable.

  How can you hurt your brother so much?

  Unexpectedly, Qishan didn't feel offended at all, and asked with a smile: "Brother, is there something wrong with what Shan said?"

  Kang Shi is really a crow's mouth.

  He was just telling the truth.

  Kang Shi: “…”

  Qi Shan raised the volume on purpose: "Or, brother, think that the third-grade Shang Xia is probably bigger than the second-grade Shang Zhong?"

  Kang Shi immediately felt a pair of unkind eyes falling on him. He didn't need to look to know who this man was—Chu Wuhui sincerely regarded Lin Feng and Tu Rong as his own children.

  Is there anything more stimulating to an old father who hopes to "hope his daughter will become a phoenix" than denying that other people's dolls are good?

  Kang Shi dares to promise, if he dares to respond like this, Chu Wuhui will have to wear small shoes for himself one day.

  Gu Chi said: "Not at all, people are not Qi Yuanliang."

  Kang Shi: “…”

  Qi Shan only squinted her eyes when she heard this.

   His gaze rested on his elder brother for a few breaths.

  Kang Shi: “…”

Ah!

  Qi's (not) good eyes are as bad as Chu Yao's.

  As the contradictory vortex eye, Lin Feng was never affected.

  Her heart was surging, as if a deer was jumping up and down, only to be calmed down patiently. Take a deep breath in the dark and adjust your less controlled hands. He silently recited the key points that he had chewed thoroughly over and over again.

  Finally, she unskillfully drew the Wen Qi from the Dan Mansion, allowing the Wen Qi to flow along the abdominal meridians to the arms.

  Finally gathered in the palm of your hand.

  At first it was just a light pink with wisps.

  As time went by, Lin Feng became more and more handy, and the color of his style gradually deepened, and finally settled on a pink color that was slightly fresher than pink. The condensed air mass expands from the size of a pea to the size of a baby's fist, floating an inch above the palm.

   This process consumed a lot of Lin Feng's energy.

   It is more difficult to refine and solidify the literary spirit.

  Chu Yao's eyes were gentle, with a hint of relief.

   "It's the first time I can do this to this extent, very good."

   Once raw, twice cooked.

  Ling De is young, what he lacks is practical experience.

  Lin Feng was not satisfied with this, his cheeks bulged.

   Now she is eager to respond to Mr. Lang, telling him that she is not weak, and that she can do what male literary scholars can do, and she can even do it better and more appropriately.

   Gritting his teeth, he tried to compress the air mass.

   It's just that this group of Wenqi is not very obedient.

  She took a lot of effort to make them obey her will, until the air mass turned into a viscous gel-like pink, and turned into a small——Wenxin monogram. Each person's Wenxin monogram is unique, and the Indian nubs have different shapes.

  The stamp on this one is actually a bunch of wheat ears.

  The light pink stamps pass through the holes at the bottom of the wheat ears.

  In the middle section of Yinfu, a wishful knot is also made.

   "Lang Jun, look!"

  Shen Tang took over the crystal clear Wenxin monogram.

  The four characters "Erpin Shangzhong" in seal script are engraved on the side, and the same handwriting is engraved on the bottom - "Lin Shi Lingde".

  Shen Tang was a little surprised, smiled and handed the Wenxin monogram to Chu Yao who was calm but could not keep looking over.

   "Famous teachers produce outstanding apprentices."

  Chu Yao heard the hint behind these words.

  Looking at it, I saw a familiar grade.

Chu Yao, who has always been calm and reserved, couldn't hold back his excitement. He said three good days in a row, but the excitement returned to excitement, and he didn't run away from home rationally. He didn't forget to order Lin Fengcai to buy various sacrifices to comfort the spirits of blood relatives. Lin Feng nodded heavily .

   Several other people also came together to watch the excitement.

  Chinese hearts on the second grade are rare.

  Otherwise, Chu State would not be so eye-catching and enviable when a small country like Chu State released three in a row.

  Qi Shan asked: "How many grades do you want for Lingde?"

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

  Qi Shan said: "The Chinese heart of the second rank is too eye-catching, before it grows to the power to protect itself, keep a low profile."

  Her teacher Chu Wuhui is a **** example.

   In this world, there are not many Wenxin scholars who are capable of "stealing the beam and changing the pillar", but if they are not in order, they will bump into each other. In the eyes of some arrogant people, is an orphan girl worthy of such a high rank?

  It's not impossible to use a murderous hand to take away by force.

  Chu Wuhui's Wenxin, the first second-rank upper middle, was replaced by the seventh-rank lower upper just like this?

  The key is that this lower-ranked one has been scrapped.

   It's really miserable.

  Shen Tang said: "Then rank nine."

   It is still necessary to seek Lin Feng's opinion to pray for good.

  After all, it is human beings who have the need to show off secretly.

   Wealth and honor do not return to their hometowns, like clothes embroidered at night, who knows? In the same way, Wenxin's grade is too low, who knew that she was talented and had unlimited potential? Not everyone has a soft spot for "Nine Grades" like their own protagonist, and they don't blush at all.

  Lin Feng said softly: "Well, the students listen to Mr. Lang, and it's also very good to go down to the ninth grade. Please trouble the master."

  Qi Shan took over the position of He Yin Junzhu.

   As for other part-time positions, I won't go into details.

   With a flick of Qishan's sleeve, the disguise is complete.

  He handed the Wenxin monogram back: "Take it."

   Before Lin Feng reached out, he was stopped by Shen Tang.

   "Lang Jun?"

   "Your hands are still shaking, I'll put them on for you. From today on, Lingde will learn to be on his own." He smoothed out the peach pink tassels on the Wenxin monogram and patted her on the shoulder.

  Lin Feng blushed: "Yes, my lord."

  She has the urge to never take off the monogram for the rest of her life.

   Pat on the cheek.

  Use the cold palm to cool down the hot pretty face.

  By the way, it also cooled down the brain that was still in high spirits. With the return of reason, she suddenly remembered something. But this question is not for Shen Tang.

   "Teacher, the student has doubts."

  Chu Yao asked: "Why doubt?"

"The student just saw a towering and magnificent palace... What is that? The teacher gave me a note that didn't mention it..." In order to gather the Wenxin smoothly, Chu Yao collected everyone's experience in gathering Wenxin for Lin Feng refer to.

  Lin Feng recalled his notes, but couldn't find the answer.

   "A majestic palace towering into the sky?"

  Shen Tang was aroused curiosity.

  Chu Yao: "Giant Hall?"

   Several other Wenxin scribes also attracted attention.

   "What kind of giant hall?" Qishan asked.

  Lin Feng described it carefully.

  The focus is on the scene of the carved windows of the giant hall, the steps under the giant hall are three or four times high, and the stone bridge leading to the giant hall.

  The stone bridge is also strange, one step at a time, one scene at a time—the scenery gives people a sense of reality in which they are in, which captivates her heart.

"The plaque, there is no temple written on the plaque, only the word 'Nong'. The word is so dazzling that people almost can't open their eyes..." Lin Feng said in a low voice—she found that several gentlemen were very interested in this " "Judian" was very concerned, and all of them frowned.

  Chu Yao asked: "Did Ling De really see it?"

  Lin Feng nodded heavily: "En!"

  After speaking, he asked again: "Teacher, is there a problem with this giant hall?"

  Chu Yao said: "The problem is not a problem..."

"That's good…"

  Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

  She was worried that her literary heart was different from others.

  She was relieved when she heard that there was no problem.

  Chu Yao said again: "It sounds like Wen Gong."

   "Wen Gong?"

  This word is unfamiliar to Lin Feng, and even more unfamiliar to Shen Tang.

  She asked: "Wu Hui, what is Wen Palace?"

Chu Yao patiently explained to her: "The so-called Wen Palace is a palace opened in the Dan Mansion with Wen Qi, which is used to store the language spirits learned. Scholars will sink their minds into the Wen Palace during daily practice, because here With a prosperous literary spirit, cultivation can get twice the result with half the effort, and the deeper Yu Yanling's understanding is. It's just that it's extremely difficult to open up the Wen Palace... Logically speaking, it's impossible for Ling De to see it."

  Chu Yao explained another long paragraph.

  Shen Tang performed Chinese translation.

   To put it simply, if the way of a scribe does not depend on talent, but can be obtained by overwhelming luck or strong will, then Wenxin Wengong can only be achieved. This thing is the standard equipment for a literary scholar with high strength and profound background.

  Chu Yao built a Wenxin Wengong back then.

   It's gone before it's hot.

  The new one is still under construction.

  The problem is, Lin Feng is still a novice.

  That bit of cultural energy reserve is not comparable to that of the old bird.

the most important is-

  Wenxin Wengong has plaques but no words.

  The size is also the size of a normal temple.

   It's not as scary as towering into the sky.

"Then it might not be Wen Gong. Ling De also said that the big character 'Nong' is written on the plaque. Combined with the patterns on the window leaks, is it possible that what she saw was the Farm Academy?" Shen Tang followed the logic and opened one. Brain hole, "Didn't the thief star record the 'Hundred Schools of Philosophy'? It just so happens that the farmer's family is one of them..."

  Fantasy novels are all such a routine.

  Chu Yao can't be sure.

   Only let Lin Feng pay attention next time.

   After all, Lin Feng is the first woman other than the lord to gather her literary heart, and there are too few examples for reference.

  Gu Chi asked: "My lord, have you met before?"

  Shen Tang shook his head.

  Her own memories have been stolen. Gui still remembers the scene when she condensed her literary heart. She has no experience, let alone provide Lin Feng with reference. As long as that thing is harmless to Lin Feng, let's put it aside for now, and in the future, digging and cultivating more female literary scholars may be able to reveal this secret.

  Now she just wants to know what happened to Wenxin Wengong...

   She also wants such awesome things.

  The construction of the Wenxinwen Palace is a sign of the transition from "rookie" Wenxin scholars to "veteran" Wenxin scholars, and it is not difficult to do.

  The only difficulty is the liver.

  Because the bricks and tiles of Wenxin Wengong are the essence of refined Wenqi, the huge amount of work can be imagined. The construction of Wenxin Wengong is actually the accumulation of literary spirit. The more ruthless the liver is, the more Wenqi is cultivated, and the faster the construction speed is.

   "Oh oh oh, that's it."

  Shen Tang thought of another thing with a clear mind.

   "Is the thief star a eccentric scribe?"

  Chu Yao: "Why did you say that?"

Shen Tang counted them one by one with his fingers: "Look, why are the ways of literati and the Wenxin Wengong all exclusive to Wenxin literati? It seems that there is nothing special about warriors who can turn into soldiers and armor except for having a horse. Yes. Some Wenxinyanling can replace them... Such a count, the warriors are so shabby..."

  The little boy Tu Rong nodded his head.

  It is indeed too shabby.

  Wen Xin Wen Gong is tall when you hear it, and you can sink your mind into it to practice, and the palace can also store all kinds of words.

   "Poof—"

  Pray for kindness and endure the laughter.

  Chu Yao's eyes crossed him.

   Qi Yuanliang really misunderstood my son.

  Are these basic things not to be literacy?

  Bai Su pursed his lips and said with a smile: "It's not true. The Wudanwu Palace is opposite to the Wenxinwen Palace. The meaning of a warrior is opposite to the way of a scholar. The difference between the two lies in the fact that there is no big difference between the two."

  Shen Tang: "Why does Shaoxuan know?"

  Qi Shan said: "Because Shaoxuan is a brave fighter."

Gong Shuwu and Zhao Feng, especially Zhao Feng, want to pick up any good seedlings on their own fences when they see them. Cherish and love talents. Will not hide.

   These are considered basic knowledge.

  Shen Tang felt his fist was about to harden.

  Pointing at himself, the voice raised: "I am not too?"

  Pray for goodness: "..."

  Chu Yao: "..."

  Gu Chi: "???"

  Kang Shi: "???"

  Gong Shuwu patted his forehead and said: "It seems that I forgot."

  Shen Tang: ╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻"

   Uncle Gong actually said it in half a step!

   Who are these under her account!

  Qi Shan looked guilty, and met Chu Yao's eyes, and the two of them turned their faces in the opposite direction in tacit understanding and disgust.

   Gu Chi heard that they were throwing blame at each other in their hearts.

  He took a deep breath: "When did the lord master both civil and martial arts?"

   There is a well-known common sense—

  Nine out of ten people who try to cultivate both civil and military skills will be weak and violent, and the remaining one who barely survives is also a fool.

   On the other hand, look at your own lord.

  Punches Zhai Xiaofang, kicks Gong Xichou, and when he gets excited, he will oppress a wild boar to serve her as a mount. Even if this body is not made of steel and iron, it is built for a long time, and it has nothing to do with being weak enough to die suddenly at any time. So, there is only one possibility left.

  The lord of their family, perhaps, possibly, probably...

   is a fool? ? ?

  Shen Tang: ╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻"

   Don't think she can't understand the eyes of these people!

   Who are these under her account!

  Shen Tang gritted his teeth: "My mind is very normal!"

  If she was really demoted, how high would her IQ be before the dementia? Everyone wants to see her lively!

  Who wouldn't feel bad when encountering such a staff member?

  Gu Chi and the others also accepted as soon as they saw a deal.

  It's better to watch less of the excitement of your own protagonist.

   After all, she has a grudge.

   Watching the excitement is watching the excitement, and the busy business should not be left behind. With the participation of Zhao Feng's brave fighters and elite trilogy, the progress of the autumn harvest is much faster than normal. In the past, every household went to battle together, and the autumn harvest had to be busy for less than half a month.

  If there is insufficient manpower, it will be normal for more than half a month.

  But with these humanoid harvesters, it will be over in five or six days. Statistics also came from various places in Heyin County.

   Those who arrived at Fugu, the prefecture, also had the collected land tax. This time the proportion of land tax was not high. Coupled with the good harvest, every household of the common people has stored food rations for more than a year. They pick the best for their crops.

  The rest is for eating.

  Shen Tang also drank the millet porridge he had grown himself. It was fragrant and soft, and smelled delicious, but he was not very full.

  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 soft bamboo, stopped, put down the sleeves fixed with loops, straightened his clothes, and ran out of the workshop all the way, 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 rushed back half a step by the smell on Shen Tang's body.

  Consciously being impolite, he stood still and saluted.

   "Mr. Shen."

   The mentality has adjusted.

   Hehe, since someone wished me a happy April Fool's Day, I'll reciprocate, and wish his master a happy Labor Day next month... Let's upload the update first and then daydream about signing a contract with the great god.

  (end of this chapter)

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