Zhao Ke was stunned, wouldn't this be very good, but why can't I see it now?

"Poetry is difficult to practice, after the civil service is lonely, the martial profession appears like a spring shoot, in ancient times, there were many demons, when the human race was forced to survive under pressure, this was the birth of the civil service, now the four seas are leveled, the demons and monsters have been driven to the east and west two regions, and the human race is called the king of martial arts, and the civil service has gradually evolved into an auxiliary, but it can also cultivate self-cultivation, but it will not be accepted by the mainstream. ”

Cheng Suxin sighed while taking a closer look at the poems written by Zhao Ke, and her beautiful eyes lit up.

A hand-me-down poem is worth 10,000 gold.

Only in the Great Qin State did there be a place for the collection of clerical poems.

Zhao Ke was thoughtful.

This is a new way of training.

"If you want to enter the academy, there are only three ways, the first is to reach the imperial realm with a clerical career, the second is to reach the martial apprentice realm, and the third is to have special auxiliary positions, such as refining weapons, alchemy formations, taming beasts, etc., as long as you reach any of these three, you can participate in the entrance assessment, and if you succeed, you will be named a disciple of the outer courtyard by the academy!

Cheng Suxin explained with a smile, it was obvious that Zhao Ke had the qualifications to enter the academy, but she never thought that Zhao Ke would be able to compose poems, and the first one turned out to be a heirloom poet, which surprised her.

"Sister Su Xin, then why is this one of mine handed down, how are these determined?

Zhao Ke glanced at the poems and didn't understand them very well.

This is very important, now he carries a library, both civil and military, and the system is more powerful to assist him.

But he didn't want to give up some special professional abilities.

There is a systematic reincarnation, there is no such thing as being greedy and chewing too much, only becoming stronger.

Cheng Su thought for a while and said: "Poetry has a special nature, in fact, I also know a little about it, I only know that poetry is divided into out of the county, Dafu, Mingzhou, Zhenguo, handed down, amazing, and now there has been no birth of poetry out of the county for thousands of years. ”

Zhao Ke frowned, he didn't think that the civilian profession could have such powerful means, but he has not been baptized by orthodoxy now, and he has not yet understood the truth.

The spring silkworms in the Houfu Garden chirped, and the heron harrier woke up from its sleep and flew towards Zhao Ke, but the moment it wanted to cross the poem, it was invisibly blocked and fell on the desk in a daze.

The two of them looked at each other with four pairs of eyes, which made Zhao Ke have some understanding.

At least the poems can ward off evil spirits and block filth, and demon beasts dare not get close.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke's heart moved, and he picked up a pen and wrote another poem on rice paper.

Cheng Suxin read in surprise: "I don't know about spring sleep, and I smell birds everywhere." The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. ”

Lang Lang is smooth, with an inexplicable artistic conception.

A breeze blew, and the sky was drizzling, but Cheng Suxin could feel it, there were birds chirping around, and the fragrance of flowers entered her nose, as if she was in a sea of flowers, which made her very relaxed.

"Ding! you write a poem and get 1000*10 clerical experience!"

"Ding! you have broken through the Nine Layers of Qi Cultivation Realm!"

"Ding! You break through the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation!"

"Ding! you break through the first layer of the Imperial Realm!"

It seems that a special energy is pouring out of his body, which is strengthening Zhao Ke, and his five senses have doubled.

The temperament is gradual, gentle and elegant.

Cheng Suxin exclaimed: "Mingzhou poetry, Kedi, you are promoted to the civil service of the Imperial Scenery !!"

Zhao Ke opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he smiled without saying a word.

I didn't expect that the civil service did not rely on cultivation, but relied on articles and poems, if you think about it this way, the six arts of the gentleman and the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, may also be the magic weapon of the civil service, this is the power that the civil service should be.

A spring dawn, a quiet night thought, brought Zhao Ke nearly five levels of promotion, civil service, military generals, can be described as both civil and military.

According to Zhao Ke's calculations, the county poem should weigh about ten catties, and the heirloom will weigh up to 100 catties, no wonder Cheng Suxin is very difficult to lift.

These are just auxiliary poems, and they have no killing power, but I am afraid that there are more exquisite and functional poems that have not yet been discovered.

This was unexpected by Zhao Ke, he wanted to practice his hands, but he didn't expect it to bring him such a big surprise.

"It's late at night, Sister Su Xin go and rest, don't you have to hurry tomorrow!"

Zhao Ke smiled.

Cheng Suxin was still immersed in the artistic conception of the poems, unable to extricate himself, but after waking up, he was even more excited than Zhao Ke, and said: "Brother Ke, can you sell these two poems to me?"

"Sister Su Xin, what are you talking about, if you want it, just send it to you, what kind of relationship do we have, and how hurtful it is to talk about money. ”

Zhao Ke chuckled, made Cheng Suxin blush, and carefully tried to lift the two poems while twisting, but found that he couldn't lift them at all.

These two poems together are equal to the weight of an adult man, and it is indeed not something that a weak woman like her can take away, and Zhao Ke does not take it seriously, and said with a smile: "When you stay in the capital, this will be sent to the Chamber of Commerce." ”

"Ke Di, you don't understand, the value of clerical poetry is very high, I want to collect it, and I can use it as a family heirloom in the future. ”

"Poof. ”

Zhao Ke was speechless, he forgot that Cheng Suxin was originally a merchant family, which simply lowered Zhao Ke's three views, but it was not wrong to say so.

Zhao Ke knows that the power of these ancient poems is at least good for some people to watch.

Cheng Suxin turned back three times in one step, but it made Zhao Ke think differently.

Whether poetry can help him still needs to think about it, but martial arts is the capital of his life, but he can't put it out of the way.

Automatically hang up to practice, while practicing calligraphy, at least his pen power still has a lot of room for improvement.

Sleepless nights.

When dawn came, when Cheng Suxin called him, the civil service had been raised to the four realms of the imperial scene.

When the paper ran out, Zhao Ke used a brush to write and draw on the wall, as if he was enchanted.

When Cheng Suxin and Liu Fu entered the house, they were radiant and almost didn't dazzle their eyes.

"This, this, this ....... ”

Liu Fu looked at the words on the wall in surprise, speechless in surprise.

Cheng Suxin said regretfully: "It's a pity, it's all money." ”

"What's the situation? Zhao Xiaohou Ye, what is he?"

"Third aunt, you can be regarded as earning it, Xiao Ke wrote two poems last night, one for Mingzhou and one for hand-me-down, and the value of this room in the future will be worth tens of millions of gold!"

Cheng Suxin looked at Zhao Ke with a reproachful and distressed look, and at the same time teased Liu Fu.

Truly.

The room was full of culture, almost to the point of being full-bodied.

Every word is worth a thousand dollars.

Liu Fu, as the Marquis of Qi Guojing, is not uneducated, so he can naturally discover the value of this.

Zhao Ke stretched his waist, sat up, and worked hard overnight to let him improve his civilian position, and also found the tricks and shortcuts for promotion.

Outside the martial arts, inside the culture and cultivation, each has its own merits and complements each other.

According to Zhao Ke's current ability, it is more than enough to take the Xiucai examination, which is not the status of the imperial examination in ancient times, but has evolved into the status of the academy.

"The little marquis is really not a mortal, I Liu Fu admires it, and I still want to smile at these small profits. ”

Liu Fu took out a stack of silver tickets, and there were at least tens of thousands of taels without counting them.

Zhao Ke was stunned, frowned, and said, "Uncle, what do you mean!"

"Take it, otherwise the third aunt can only demolish this room, this is what you deserve, in the future, if you become famous in the literary world, this place will be called a treasure, at least the three generations of the Liu family can make money with this." ”

Liu Fu scolded with a smile, shook his head, and said to Zhao Ke: "Zhao Xiaohou is not an outsider, Liu Fu is big, just call you Xiao Ke, remember! Don't write poems and songs outside privately in the future, this will cause accidents, and something big will happen." ”