The rewards of the Fuwen Academy and the gifts sent by many famous families were exchanged by Zhang Lin for silver coins and used to build the mansion. However, some precious things and daily utensils have been preserved.

Before the construction of Zhang's Mansion was completed, Zhang Yi and others lived in Wangchun Tower.

Wangchun Tower is quite famous in the south of the city, one is because of its peculiar shape. Wangchun Tower spans the Xieyu Street, up to six zhang, a total of three floors, anyone who wants to enter the Xieyu Street, has to pass under the Wangchun Tower.

Zhang Yi sat in front of the window on the third floor and drank tea, opposite a chattering white-clothed talent.

"Brother Zhang, this Xieyu Street is the most famous fireworks and willow lane in Longbow City. Wangchun Tower is built horizontally on the street, behind Wangchun Tower are all kinds of red mansion teahouses, these literati and scholars talk highly, all start from Wangchun Tower. Feng Chonglou said the second reason with a smile.

Zhang Yi nodded when he heard this, no wonder this seemingly ordinary restaurant rarely haunts Bai Ding on it, Tong Shengxiu is everywhere, and occasionally there are big people in white clothes and black plum gongshi robes passing by.

It's just that seeing that Feng Chonglou is still talking, Zhang Yi's brows furrowed slightly, he originally had a good impression of the guy in front of him, and even compared him with the second senior brother. Who knew that after sitting here for an afternoon, this guy actually chattered endlessly, where could the second senior brother be so virtuous.

"Three or four willows, slanting rain to look forward to the return of spring. Feng Chonglou pointed to a poem engraved on the table, "This must be the poem carved here by a scholar who has no money to listen to Miss Xie's piano." ”

Zhang Yi had already seen the poems carved on the table, thinking that Wangchun Lou had deliberately designed them to attract literati and scholars, but did he have another deep meaning, and asked curiously: "Oh? The poems on this table were carved by the guests themselves? Who is Miss Xie?"

Feng Chonglou was incredulous, and said curiously: "Brother Zhang, you were also a wealthy son a year ago, how could you not even know Miss Xie's name." ”

Zhang Yi shook his head awkwardly, he did have most of the memories of the original owner in his mind, but they were all extremely important ones. Looking at the spring tower on this oblique rain street, he didn't even keep a trace of memory in his mind.

When Feng Chonglou saw Zhang Yi's appearance, he still didn't give up, and asked, "I don't believe it! You can't even know about the Dongshan Wenhui, unless you are not a longbow person." ”

"Brother Feng, let's hear it. Zhang Yi really didn't know what Feng Chonglou was talking about, but this Dongshan Wenhui sounded really interesting.

“...... You're a freak. Before the township test, I had hardly heard of your fame, even if you were a descendant of a wealthy family. But you don't even know about Dongshan Wenhui and Miss Xie, I'm really surprised. ”

Feng Chonglou made a convincing appearance and began to explain the matter of the Dongshan Cultural Society.

Wenhui, as the name suggests, is the product of literati gathering to talk about the wind and appreciate the moon, and make some poems and songs to gain fame.

A large-scale literary meeting, if any talented person makes a good poem, he will suddenly be famous all over the world, and everyone knows it. Therefore, the Great Zhou Dynasty had a multi-cultural society, encouraging scholars to read dead books and communicate with other book cities.

This Dongshan Cultural Association is also one of the best cultural associations in Hakuba County. Held almost once a quarter, if there is any major event, the name of Feng Chonglou and Qiao Juzheng's talented son is that at the Dongshan Literary Conference the year before last, the two of them have not yet reached the crown but made a good poem to invite the moon and open their hearts.

As for the girl Xie, it is Xie Yu, the initiator of the literary meeting.

Xieyu Street was originally called Wangchun Street, but since the girl Xie arrived here ten years ago, the street has changed its name, and it is at that time that the Dongshan Cultural Society began to become famous in Baima County.

"In this way, this Xie girl is quite famous. After listening to this, Zhang Yi was extremely curious about this Miss Xie.

Men are inferior to women, and there has been a rule since ancient times. Women's study, even in the Great Zhou Dynasty 100,000 years later, is impossible to achieve. However, it is not necessary to rely on the imperial examination to study and practice, so some women can also practice to a good state.

"That's natural, this Miss Xie is not only outstanding in poetry, wine and sword shooting, but also extremely good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. My father once said that if a woman can take the imperial examination, this Miss Xie may be the first female champion of the Great Zhou Dynasty. ”

Feng Chonglou was born in a famous family, and the father in his mouth is naturally the head of the Fengfu family.

The master of the famous family, it is naturally impossible to speak wildly, this Miss Xie must have real talent and real learning.

Zhang Yi was extremely curious about such a woman, because a woman's study was also one of the master's wishes.

When the master has something, the disciple obeys it.

The master is known as the saint of Wen, and his status is higher than that of the Son of Heaven in the hearts of tens of billions of people in the Great Xia Dynasty. In order to strive for equality between men and women, the Master allowed women to also read, which was one of the important reasons for the intensification of heavenly punishment.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi asked curiously: "Brother Feng, Ling Zun has such a high evaluation of Miss Xie, and she is in the body, could it be that this Miss Xie already has the ability to enter the Shi?"

Feng Chonglou hurriedly shook his head: "That's not it, Miss Xie's cultivation is profound, far beyond me." But my father once said that she was still a lot away from Jinshi. ”

There are eight unique books for readers, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, wine, and sword shooting.

Among them, the most outstanding is named Jinshi Bajun. For thousands of years, only Li Sansi, the brilliant Tanhualang with poetry and wine swords, occupied the third, and this was the only place where the champion was suppressed back then.

This Miss Xie had excellent attainments in the Eight Uniques, but she failed to become a Jinshi. But the father of Feng Chonglou said that as long as the women's imperial examination is opened, this Miss Xie can become the first female champion.

Zhang Yi lowered his head and thought about it, this has a lot to do with the fact that women can't participate in the imperial examination, no wonder the master worked hard and tried his best to open women to study. Thinking of his master, Zhang Yi's thoughts gradually drifted away, as if he had returned to the Holy Courtyard and listened to his master's teachings again.

"Brother Zhang, eh, Brother Zhang......"

Zhang Yi's ears heard the shout of Feng Chonglou, and he hurriedly said, "Hmm...... Brother Feng, I'm a little distracted, it's really rude. ”

"It doesn't matter. Feng Chonglou was uninhibited and didn't care, and said with a smile, "Anyone who hears about Miss Xie for the first time will react like this." By the way, this spring's Higashiyama Cultural Conference will be held in half a month, so you and I will go together. ”

"Okay. Zhang Yi agreed with a smile.

Zhang Yi meditated and practiced in Wangchun Tower every morning, and climbed to the third floor in the afternoon to discuss with Feng Chonglou and others, and gained a lot.

During this period, Feng Chonglou brought the talented Qiao Juzheng to come together, and the three of them talked about reading and practicing the wind and snow, and the friendship was much deeper.

The things stored in Zhang Yi's mind were incomparable to anyone in the world, but he was a tree in his previous life after all, and he had never experienced cultivation. Therefore, even after he started the path of cultivation, there were still many things that needed to be confirmed with others, and then he would lay a solid foundation step by step and move forward steadily.

The Master once said that there must be my teacher in the threesome, and this is the truth.

Children refine their literary spirit, and show their talents to ignite their hearts.

After Xiucai opens the atrium and ignites the heart fire, he needs to absorb the literary energy, use the heart fire to temper his body, and improve his cultivation.

Generally speaking, after becoming a showman, you need to temper your skin, flesh, tendons, bones, and five internal organs with your heart. As a result, Xiucai is divided into five levels, and with each step forward, his strength will be greatly improved.

In addition, the most important thing is to use the heart fire to temper the atrium, repair the atrium walls, and moisten the ground.

If you want to become a lifter, the cultivation of the body and atrium is indispensable.

At present, although Zhang Yi has ten Wenxin Flames, he has not directly sent them to the atrium for use, but is constantly consolidating the foundation. He was reborn in just one month, and he was baptized by Wenyun one after another in the township and county tests, and became a genius born from heaven.

The Wen Qi in the body is several times more than that of the average Xiucai, and the body is also stronger and more beneficial than the average Xiucai. But he has not experienced the steps of absorbing and refining his body, and his comprehension of the use of his body is much worse than that of Feng Chonglou Qiao Juzheng, who has been refining his body since childhood.

No accumulation of steps, no thousands of miles.

Zhang Yi has heard this truth said countless times by the senior brother, and he has always kept it in mind.

Ten days passed in a flash, Zhang Yi learned to absorb the literary qi and temper his body like a child, and he already had a great understanding of the use of literary qi. Then, he began to send the Wen Qi in his body into the atrium and merge into the fire in his heart.

The heart fire in Zhang Yi's body was in the county test, after receiving the baptism of Haoran Wenqi, he already had the thickness of his tail finger, and after these ten days of careful tempering, he had grown to the thickness of his thumb. However, the restoration of the atrium floor and walls is still far away.

"The Wenxin Flame was extremely precious in ancient times, and after 100,000 years, almost all the resources are in the hands of the major forces. I have ten in my hand, but I can't waste too much. Putting the heart fire into the heart fire can make the heart fire more pure, and the speed of repairing the wall and wet ground will definitely increase significantly. ”

"The Master once said that cultivation must be done step by step. The Wenxin Flame is indeed extremely beneficial to cultivation, but after all, it is not the baptism of Wenyun, and there are still some side effects; besides, it is not good to pull out the seedlings and promote the growth of the lack of comprehension on the road. ”

"This Wenxin Flame must be used, but I must choose the most suitable time. Xiucai uses the heart fire to quench his body's skin, flesh, tendons, bones, and five organs, and I wait for the five organs to be tempered before using the Wenxin fire. ”

Zhang Yi sat in the room and thought about Wenxin Flame and cultivation, and finally made up his mind to temporarily give up the temptation of Wenxin Flame and use his own cultivation.

However, in order to prevent the loss of the Wenxin Tinder, Zhang Yi put it in the atrium and put it in the corner with the dragon wolf pen.

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In Zhang Yi's serious practice, the five days passed like a white horse, passing in a flash.

Feng Chonglou pulled Qiao Juzheng to knock on Zhang Yi's door and pulled Zhang Yi to Taoshan together. The Dongshan Literary Association is generally held in Taoshan in spring, and when the mountain flowers are blooming, the peach blossoms are sung and sung, and the end is extremely romantic.

"Aqiao, you and I have to work hard this year, and we must not lose to Ayi. Feng Chonglou's broken mouth can't be changed, but because the three of them are becoming more and more familiar, he turns Zhang Yi into "Ah Yi", which makes Zhang Yi quite helpless.

Every time he saw Zhang Yi's helpless appearance, Qiao Juzheng, who was not smiling, smiled slightly, and finally someone could understand his pain.

In this regard, Feng Chonglou said proudly: "I do talk a little more, but ordinary people are not qualified to let me talk to them." Acho Ayi, you should be proud of that. ”

It's so unfortunate to be a friend!