Fang Yun sat in the carriage and closed his eyes to recuperate, after he finished reciting "Butterfly Love Flower Spring Scene", he felt that his talent and energy had been lost, and he needed to rest for a while to make up for it.

The more he Yujiao, who was in the same car, became more and more excited, and said: "I will immediately take this poem to learn, Mr. and the students must be happy, I really didn't expect you not only to write poems well, but also to write so amazingly." This poem is really wonderful, there is no grass at the end of the world, and a good sentence will be passed on for generations. ”

Fang Yun didn't answer and nodded.

"With "The Pillow in the Pillow", as well as this "Butterfly Love Flower", your next month's "Holy Dao" will be a double text, you work harder, and write two more poems, which is the same brilliance of the four texts!"

Fang Yun didn't answer, and He Yuzhu continued to chatter: "Nine days later, the head of the nine counties and the Fucheng Tong will enter the Fuwen Academy to study in the first five days of his life, and you are also one of them." Although the Lishan Society can help you, it is the world of the British Society after all, and Liu Zicheng is studying in the Fuwen Academy. From what I know about him, he will inevitably give you a beating on the first day of admission and make you the laughing stock of the palace. ”

"He dares to go wild in the Fuwen Academy?"

"Don't you know the Dao, the court of the Fu Wen Yuan is the person of the left minister, and the prefect is the person of the Wen Xiang. The ten countries all have similar rules, and the head of the civil officials of the prefecture and the head of the civil academy can never be the same faction, for the sake of balance. It would be much better if you entered the State Academy of Literature, although Lord Li Wenying is not a member of the literary department, but he belongs to the military, and he is extremely disgusted with the left minister. Can you find a way to get into the State Academy?"

"Tong Sheng entered the State Academy of Literature, those big countries have appeared, but Jingguo is the only one before, is my qualifications enough?" Fang Yun asked.

He Yuzhu thought for a while and said, "Your literary name is enough, but you have never studied in the county academy, and you are not a saint family, it is too difficult for a child to directly enter the state academy." Because generally speaking, only the first person who lifts people and shows talents from various prefectures can enter the state academy. ”

"Hmm. ”

Fang Yun closed his eyes and rested for a moment, and his mind entered the Wen Palace.

There is one more star in the Wengong Palace, and there is one more star to nourish the talent, but it is still very thin.

That silky talent has increased again, and it has reached seven and a half inches, and it is still two and a half inches away from becoming a showman.

Fang Yun kept thinking in his heart.

"The government exam is around June 15, and there are still more than two months before now. This period of time is the best time for Liu Zicheng to hit me, even if I endure it, I may not be able to get through it. Therefore, I must become a saint before the government exam, and master the paper talk. Otherwise, even if Liu Zicheng doesn't kill me, with Xiucai's physique and paper, there are countless ways to humiliate me. ”

"But the talent grows too fast, and it can't be sharpened enough, in case you can't condense the literary courage in the future or the literary courage is congenitally insufficient, it is equivalent to a complete waste, and no matter how much poetry you write, you can't make up for it. According to the records of Chen Sheng's anthology, Tao Yuanming was too obsessed with the countryside and had no intention of refining his literary courage, and he was never able to be canonized. ”

"From today onwards, I will shorten my sleep to four hours, and with my talent, I will be able to keep my spirits high for two months, and it will not be too late to rest when I become a showman. ”

"Virtue is the bone of the text, sex is the heart of the text, ambition is the root of the text, and the word is the body of the text. The words should be practiced all the time, and the books of the sages should be read more hard, which is the best means to stabilize the talent. However, the class of clan studies cannot be delayed, because teaching them is equivalent to explaining the holy path in the most simple words, and it is also of great benefit to my cultivation. ”

The mind withdrew from the Wen Palace, and Fang Yun asked, "Brother He, what does your Wen Palace look like?"

He Yuzhu said with a smile: "You talented people have their own merits, so naturally you can't publicize it more, mine is no different from ordinary talents, and it's nothing to say." My place called Wen Palace is a bit boastful, but it is actually a broken hut, there is nothing in it, it is my statue, there is no legend of the Chinese Palace starry sky, what saint murals and the like. I'm poor, the better one is the gazebo, and the better one is the stone house. As for those of you who are expected to become great Confucians or even canonized, you either have a palace of literature like the Jinluan Palace of the imperial court, or a palace of literature like the temple of the Academy of Literature, of course, there are big and small. ”

"I see. Fang Yundao.

"Your Wengong is at least a royal palace, right? You are so talented, you must have the starry sky of Wengong, but you may not be able to have all the holy strokes, it is said that only by becoming recognized as one of the four great talents or the head of the country. ”

Fang Yun thought about it for a while, and didn't speak, he had the murals of all saints when he visited the holy temple.

He Yuzhu came to be interested, and gushed endlessly: "It is rumored that there are other strange palaces besides the Holy Temple Wen Palace, according to the few words left by Kong Sheng, it is speculated that that person must jump out of the Shengyuan Continent and look at the starry sky and ten thousand worlds or something." There must be a particularly clever insight, for example, all the saints say that the place where the Shengyuan Continent is located is not a flat land, but a big ball, and that the sun is a million times larger than the Shengyuan Continent, but we can't even figure out that the Shengyuan Continent is round, and what are we talking about the starry sky and ten thousand worlds. ”

Fang Yun wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, and said in his heart that these were really not clever insights. Then I thought of my own Wen Palace.

His palace is not a palace temple, nor is it an ordinary stone house, but an extremely magnificent but quaint hall made of huge stones, which is thousands of zhang long and wide, larger than ordinary small villages and towns, and has been expanding with the growth of talent.

He Yuzhu continued: "It is said that the bigger and stronger the Wengong Palace, the greater the possibility of Wenqu Xingxing. What Wenqu Xing is, no one still understands, but there is a half-saint guess that the vitality of the Shengyuan Continent comes from itself, but the talent comes from Wenqu Xing. However, since the fall of Confucius, there have been two more sources of talent in this heaven and earth, one is the Holy Courtyard, and the other is the human race itself. As long as someone is reading and reading, then there will be a steady stream of talent. However, if you want to get the purest talent, you must accept Wenqu Xingdong, as for Wenqu Xingzhi, let's not talk about it, except for Kong Sheng and King Wen of Zhou, no one can get it. Oh, by the way, it's possible for that Yi Zhishi. ”

Fang Yun heard the name of Yi Zhishi again, this person is also a genius in the world, and he only knows a little about poetry, but his study of the classics of all saints is the first person under the half-saint, and it is said that he can linger before he becomes a great Confucian.

Fang Daniu outside couldn't help but shout: "My young master is okay too!

Fang Yunwan smiled, and He Yujiao smiled and said, "Okay, your young master will definitely be able to be a half-saint, okay?"

"At least I have to be a saint! I'll be the one who drives the car for the saint in the future, how magnificent. Fang Da Niu said.

He Yuzhu smiled and said to Fang Yun: "Your cousin is really silly, how can Yasheng take a carriage, if you want to take a Wenbao car, you don't need anyone to rush it." ”

Fang Daniu muttered in a low voice outside: "That's what I said, I'll still watch the door in the future." ”

Fang Yun became interested in Wenbao and asked, "Is there anyone who sells Wenbao?"

"Yes, but it is very rare, after all, a person can only produce a lowest-level treasure in his life, and there are at most forty or fifty people a year in the entire Jiangzhou, excluding those who died in battle or died accidentally, how many treasures can be in Jiangzhou in a year? Most of the treasures are obtained by the imperial court and the Holy Court, and very few can be traded. It is said that seventy percent of the treasures that were traded privately were carried by those who died at the hands of demons. Those demons couldn't use it, so they naturally sold it to the traders in the human race in exchange for what they needed. ”

"What do the demon clans need?" Fang Yun asked.

He Yujiao's face changed, and he said helplessly: "Most merchants only sell cattle and sheep to the demons, but a few profiteers not only sell living people, but also sell the corpses of people with civil status. ”

"Is this true? I thought it was all rumors. ”

"Of course it's true! The demon blood of the demon clan can be made into blood ink, and the demon bone hair is also the material for making the holy page, and the body of the person who has been infused with talent is also the favorite of the demon barbarian, and it is the best to live, even if it is dead. It is said that it can increase their cultivation and help them absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, after all, the talent comes from Wenqu Xing. ”

"So there was such a thing. Fang Yun's expression became serious.

He Yuzhu said again: "It is because the demon clan wants to eat people, so all countries send Wenbao to the county, and each province is stationed in the provincial army. Our Jiangzhou is more unlucky, the south is the Yangtze River water demon, the east is close to the kraken, and the southwest is one of the five demon mountains. Fortunately, the demon mountain in our territory is a branch vein, and they are all small demons, and the Yangtze River water demon has also been wiped out by the water army, otherwise it would have been chaotic. The Kraken Dragon Clan usually opens a sea trade with us, but every year they use the Terran to train their troops. ”

"You mean the Ping Demon Poetry Society, right?"

"Yes, the Kraken uses us to train our troops, and we also use them to train, generally speaking, no one suffers. I am most afraid of encountering those dragon sons and grandsons who want to make meritorious contributions, then there needs to be a big battle, and a few people will have to die. ”

"I'd like to see it. Fang Yundao.

He Yuzhu said: "I've seen it, it was really spectacular, that year was led by a demon king Longsun, and guess what his mount was? The demon turtle and the dragon sun appeared on the surface of the sea, but they didn't urge the demon power, and they caused a violent storm. The demon turtle moved slightly, and the waves were three feet high, and if it weren't for the joint protection of our multiple jinshi, the seawall would have been washed away. Although Long Sun is powerful, he is not as fierce as Jian Meigong. Jian Meigong's original famous work was "Wind and Rain Sword Poem", that Long Sun had to control the wind and rain, but he was killed by thousands of wind and rain swords and fled into the deep sea. The strength of the demon king was originally slightly higher than that of the university scholar, so that battle made Jian Mei Gong famous, and the ten kingdoms were famous, and then sat in the position of the king of the state academy. ”

Fang Yun nodded and said, "It is said that the reason why the Kraken has been honest all these years is mainly due to Lord Li Wenying. ”

"Naturally, it is the credit of Jian Mei Gong. ”

"Then Scholar Li has a lot of dragon blood ink in his hand, right?" Fang Yun asked curiously.

"Yes! Even if seventy percent is handed over to the imperial court, one percent is given to the military, and one percent is given to the state academy of literature, he still has one percent in his hand, and no one has beaten his idea of dragon blood ink over the years, so he will appear in some literary meetings every year and set the jackpot as a dragon blood ink ingot. ”

"Then I'll have to keep an eye on it. ”

At this time, Fang Da Niu said outside: "Young Master, you are going to enter the city, and the carriages behind you seem to be following us all the time." ”