Chapter 7 Poetry, Painting and Harmony
"Squeak!"
The door of the house in the wood-splitting courtyard opened, and Lin Ke walked out.
"Not bad, not bad!" In front of Lin Ke, Qi Shangshu's eyes lit up, and he praised: "My vision is still okay, although it is a little wider, I can hold it up if I eat well and gain weight in the future...... Well, well, that's right, half of what I looked like when I was younger, you can do it. ”
As he spoke, he also pulled Lin Ke to see if the clothes fit.
Lin Ke listened to Qi Shangshu's self-boasting, and grinned: "What is young or not young, the seniors still look handsome and extraordinary now, how can I have half the demeanor of the seniors, I'm afraid I can't even get half a point." ”
Qi Shangshu raised his forehead when he heard Lin Ke's exaggeration, and said with a smile: "Oily and smooth, let's go." ”
"Okay." Lin Ke touched the clothes on his body, and felt very special in his heart.
Qi Shangshu asked people to cut two sets of clothes for him overnight according to the size of his eyes yesterday.
When Lin Ke got the clothes, he was still a mess on the surface, but he was actually quite happy in his heart.
"By the way, senior, wait a minute!" Lin Ke was about to leave, but he remembered something and stopped Qi Shangshu.
Qi Shangshu heard Lin Ke's words, and then looked at Lin Ke: "What?" ”
Lin Ke smiled apologetically, then walked up to the plum tree, first spread his arms and spun around, showing off his new clothes, as if to show someone.
Then he knelt down facing the dirt bag and kowtowed three times before getting up.
Lin Ke got up and walked up to Qi Shangshu, and said with a smile, "It's okay, Senior Qi." ”
"Not bad." Qi Shangshu nodded: "Then let's go." ”
As he spoke, he waved his hand.
When Lin Ke saw it clearly, he saw himself and the middle-aged man surnamed Qi standing on the street.
Although he had already experienced it twice, he still felt that this extraordinary method was really wonderful.
Look back.
Behind is the gate of the Lin Mansion, there is a plaque with an outstretched arm width on the door, the two words of the Lin Mansion are written with gilt, the font is in block letters, the word is round, and every stroke is just right.
"It's not much to look at, let's go."
Qi Shangshu opened his mouth to speak, turning around and striding away as he spoke.
Lin Ke retracted his gaze and followed behind him, and finally left the place where "Lin Ke" had lived for many years.
……
On the way, Lin Ke asked Qi Shangshu some questions from time to time.
"Senior, what should I call you?"
"Just call me Qi Shangshu."
"Oh, that Qi Shangshu, what is the division of the martial arts realm?"
"You'll find out later."
"Qi Shangshu, what realm are you in now?"
"Why do you kid talk so much nonsense?"
"Qi Shangshu ......"
The two chatted all the way, looking at the general landscape of the capital.
This capital is really big, and Lin Ke followed Qi Shangshu for more than an hour before he arrived.
This is no worse than the capital of the 21st century......
Lin Ke also asked Qi Shangshu why he didn't fly directly to his destination today.
At that time, Qi Shangshu turned around and replied solemnly: "How can the land of Gyeonggi be like being in your own home?" Then in this important place of the country, is not the sky full of people flying around? ”
So you still flew before?
Lin Ke was speechless about this double standard.
Then he got lost.
At the beginning, Link remembered how many turns he turned, how many intersections he walked, and how many alleys he walked through.
But in the end, he couldn't remember how many turns he had turned and how many alleys he had walked, only that he had arrived at his destination.
"Is this it?"
After Qi Shangshu stood still, Lin Ke suddenly looked into the nearest alley.
It's a small alley with a few shops, but it doesn't look like it's doing well.
And the outermost part of this small alley is a "hook fence".
In this world, Goolan, tile kiln, and Qinglou are three kinds of things, which represent the sale of art, the sale of the body, and the sale of the art and the sale of the body.
What are you doing in front of the gate?
Lin Ke caught a glimpse of Qi Shangshu's back and sighed in his heart, could this old man be ......
Qi Shangshu felt Lin Ke's gaze, turned his head, and happened to meet Lin Ke's strange eyes, his eyelids jumped, and he said, "I said that you kid didn't wake up and still dreamed?" I don't have enough money for me to drink a meal of flower wine a month, do you still want me to invite you to drink flower wine? ”
Lin Ke, who was seen through, didn't feel embarrassed either, and grinned.
Qi Shangshu turned around and glanced at Lin Ke, ignored him, and walked directly towards the alley.
This road is sparsely populated, and it is obviously much sparser than the street people just passed.
And I don't know what kind of trick Qi Shangshu used, the people around him seemed to not see them, and they didn't know anything when they passed by.
They walked straight inside and did not stop in front of the courtyard of any shop.
And after arriving at the innermost, Qi Shangshu said directly: "That's it, you will live on this Chaoyang Street for the next year, and how much you learn here depends on yourself." ”
He looked left and right, and added: "Don't look down on lowly people, although the people here seem to be ordinary people on the surface, they at least have their own skills...... Oh yes, you kid is here to make up for your own life! ”
"Huh? Why? Lin Ke asked.
Qi Shangshu's eyes played: "Aren't you 'who has a big dream first, I know it in my life'?" With such a big tone, I don't need an old man to worry about your eating, drinking, and Lazar. ”
"That's fine." Hearing Qi Shangshu read out the poem describing Zhuge Liang, Lin Ke smiled awkwardly: "Uncle Qi, is there anything else I need to pay attention to?" ”
Uncle Qi!
A Qi Shangshu on the left, a Qi Shangshu on the right, where is Uncle Qi close?
If it weren't for the seniority, Lin Ke would have thought about calling Brother Qi.
Qi Shangshu raised his hand and pointed to the left and right sides of the street:
"I have some rules, one: don't leave this street, whatever you want, two: remember, I'm just a walkman here! It's not Shangshu! If I reveal my identity, maybe the peace here will be shattered......"
With that, Qi Shangshu turned around and said to Lin Ke: "Follow me and take you to your residence." ”
Walking to the end of the street, Qi Shangshu took his left hand, raised his hand and pointed to the courtyard on the right and said, "It's all arranged for you, it's this courtyard, I'm atmospheric." ”
Without waiting for Lin Ke to speak, he took a step towards the courtyard gate.
Lin Ke naturally followed with a suspicious gaze.
Qi Shangshu pushed open the door and didn't enter, as if he was stunned for a moment when he saw the scene inside.
Because his back was to Lin Ke, Lin Ke only saw Qi Shangshu pause.
But when the door opened, Lin Ke was also stunned.
Is this what is called arranged?
When you open the door, you will see the scene inside.
The yard is overgrown with weeds, and the grass grows more than one person tall, if you don't say it, Lin Ke thinks that if you plant more trees here, you can make a forest park!
He simply asked out loud: "Uncle Qi, are you sure this is really not someone else's yard?" ”
This yard is like a deserted courtyard that hasn't been taken care of for a few years.
Qi Shangshu waved his hand and said: "This is my yard, I am a lowly 'husband', and I am running around all the year round, so it is reasonable that the yard is a little barren." ”
Reasonable hell, well, it does...... Lin Ke was speechless when he heard this.
The husband, simply put, is the one who carries the bag.
Unloading goods at the wharf, helping people deliver couriers, working as sailors and boatmen on merchant ships, etc., can all be counted as the scope of walkers.
However, Lin Ke still moved his steps into the courtyard, and stood in the courtyard to inspect these wooden generals and grass soldiers, very helpless.
It's so wild!
Looking at Lin Ke's expression, Qi Shangshu didn't have the slightest embarrassment on his face, and said directly: "You just live here, after that, I will let people transplant the tree in these two days, and you can do the rest yourself!" ”
"Wow!"
After saying that, Qi Shangshu's figure was gone, but Lin Ke could still hear Qi Shangshu's words echoing in his ears.
6…… Lin Ke looked at the empty door, and then looked back at the two small rooms behind him, opening his mouth but making no sound.
No way......
Lin Ke turned around and silently placed the package on the stone under the eaves, took out the firewood knife from the package, and began to weed.
However, Lin Ke, who bent down to weed, finally noticed that something was wrong:
"That's not right, didn't Uncle Qi just say that Gyeonggi Heavy Land can't fly around? What a 6! ”
Suddenly, a fresh breeze came in his face, and Lin Keton felt that something was wrong and was about to run, so he pressed his shoulder with one hand.
"Ah, what is that, Uncle Qi, aren't you leaving?" Lin Ke looked back and smiled.
Then he flew out and fell on the grass, grinning in pain.
But his body is too strong, that is, his butt hurts a little, and nothing else.
Qi Shangshu, who had already left, reappeared in his original position and clapped his hands: "It's much more comfortable now." ”
Then Qi Shangshu said with a smug expression: "I forgot to tell you, the old man discussed it before I came, that's the case, every competition is a miscellaneous civil and military competition, but there is a difference in direction and topic." ”
"Directions and topics?" Hearing something important, Lin Ke immediately stood up.
"Yes, this time they set the direction, we set the topic!" Qi Shangshu says:
"In terms of literature, there are poems, words, fu, sayings, debates, arguments, inscriptions, pun texts, recitals, sacrificial texts, etc., and the topics are up to you......
"Martial arts include strength, speed, reflexes, body coordination, endurance, etc., which can be reflected through topics such as horseback riding, archery, knives, swords, spears, spears, fists, feet, martial will, and understanding......
"Miscellaneous, the direction is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and other varieties, you can also compare things like Buddhism and demons, but this time the direction is set to paint, and the painting is more than artistic conception, conception, painting, imagination and other topics."
As he spoke, Qi Shangshu touched his chin and smiled:
"And the direction of this essay is poetry, you can set the title in the direction of poetry, you can choose Yongmei, Wing Chun, night, mountain, water, etc. as the title of the poem."
"And Wu's direction this time is body coordination! You can choose to compete with questions such as archery, horseback riding, pot throwing, etc. ”
"The direction of the miscellaneous, I've already said it, and you have to think about the topic yourself......"
Qi Shangshu explained for a while, and Lin Ke understood in his heart.
Directions and topics!
It means that the civil and military miscellaneous are similar to the three subjects of Chinese, mathematics and English in the previous life, and after the test subjects are decided, the specific direction of the test must be determined.
For example, the direction of Chinese includes reading comprehension, memorization of poems or words and composition, and so on.
Qi Ye's side needs to set the direction this time, whether to take the essay test or read.
Lin Ke, on the other hand, is to determine whether to take the reading test, whether to take an expository essay or an argumentative essay or a narrative essay, and the specific test questions.
Once it's decided, as soon as the three-month period arrives, the competition begins!
"I see!"
"Poetry, Painting and Body Coordination......