Wei Zijin looked at the empty room and couldn't help but exclaim: "The strength of the two adults is really strong, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared!" ”

"I will be stronger than them in the future!" Wei Qing said confidently.

Wei Zijin suddenly looked at him and smiled evilly: "Let's talk about it." ”

"Say what?"

"The daughter of the county guard."

"Sister, I'm really fine!"

"Yes, then I'll go and ask that girl tomorrow."

"Don't! I said, I said I can't do it yet. ”

……

After Wei Qing finished telling the story, Wei Zijin patted Wei Qing on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Brother! Come on! Sister, I am very optimistic about you! ”

After Wei Zijin finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards his room.

Wei Qing glanced at her speechlessly, and also got up and went back to the house.

He was lying on the bed, wanting to carefully read what Wu Zhengtong and Wei Yan told him, but he was pleasantly surprised to find that those contents were all on the 'Book of Heaven Thieves' in his mind!

"It turns out that not only the new knowledge I understand can be absorbed by the 'Heaven Stealing Book', but even what I listen to, as long as it is new, it can be absorbed by him!"

"In this way, if you don't have to listen to more lectures, won't you be able to store a lot of content, and when you need it, you can directly change things!"

"That's good!"

Wei Qing was in a good mood and began to think about his next step.

"Although I have won the position of the first talent, Wang Hong does not dare to do anything with me and my sister easily."

"But as a leader of the gentry in Luoxian, his power in Luojun is deep-rooted, once he finds an opportunity, it will definitely be a thunderous blow!"

"I must take advantage of this respite and do everything I can to improve my strength! Only when the strength is strong, can we not be afraid of all crises! ”

"Tomorrow, it's time to enter the first-grade literati class, and the first-grade literati can learn the fifth-level war poems that follow the words!"

"The strength is not enough, the skills are to make up! Go to bed first, recharge your energy, and learn a few more songs from him tomorrow! ”

At dawn on the second day, Wei Qing was having breakfast with his sister, when a person suddenly walked in the courtyard, which made both of them stunned.

She walked straight into the room, stood to the side, and said nothing.

Wei Zijin hurriedly walked over and said, "Miss Wei, why are you here, hurry, sit here." ”

"I don't sit." Wei Qianqian said, looking at Wei Qing, "Hurry up and eat!" After eating, go to the academy! ”

Wei Qing was stunned and said, "You, you came to my house early in the morning just to get me to go to school?" ”

Wei Qianqian snorted coldly: "I, Wei Qianqian, am willing to gamble and lose, scholar, I should do what a scholar should do!" ”

"Poof!" Wei Qing squirted out all the porridge that he drank into his mouth, can this eldest lady use it herself?

Originally, the relationship was inexplicable, if this continued to develop, wouldn't her county guard father spray himself to death with a mouthful of poetry?

"Miss Wei, it's all a joke, you don't have to take it seriously, you can go back quickly, I'll go to the academy by myself."

Wei Qianqian glared and said, "Are you humiliating me Wei Qianqian's words and not believing them?!" ”

"I ......" Wei Qing was speechless, this scholar's self-cultivation is too profound, right?

Wei Zijin hurriedly said: "Miss Wei's daughter, how dare Qing'er let you be a scholar, if Miss Wei doesn't dislike it, the two of you will be friends, and others won't say anything." ”

Wei Qianqian said: "I, Wei Qianqian, are true to my word, and I will do what I say!" Sister Zijin, you don't have to persuade me anymore. ”

Wei Zijin wanted to say something, but Wei Qing thought of Wenxin's matter and interrupted: "Sister, you don't need to persuade you, this is her arrogance, and it is also the Wenxin she adheres to!" ”

Wei Qianqian looked Wei Qing up and down, and said, "You are really not simple, you still know Wenxin!" ”

Wei Qing smiled and continued to eat.

Seeing this, Wei Zijin didn't say more, but he was very happy in his heart, and it was very funny.

After Wei Qing had breakfast, he was about to endorse the book basket, but Wei Qianqian directly snatched it and said, "You get in the car first, I have something to say to Sister Zijin." ”

"What do you and my sister have to say?" Wei Qingdao.

"Can you control you?" Wei Qianqian said.

"Whatever you want." Wei Qing turned to leave.

Wei Qianqian watched Wei Qing get into her carriage, took out a silver ticket from her arms, and couldn't help but stuff it into Wei Zijin's hand.

"Sister Zijin, don't go to work in the future, it's too dangerous. Take the money and tell me when you're done! ”

After speaking, Wei Qianqian carried the bookbasket on her back, turned around and ran.

"Miss Wei, I can't help it!" Wei Zijin hurriedly chased out, however, Wei Qianqian had already gotten into the carriage, only to hear a sound, hurry up, and the carriage drove away.

"Alas!" Wei Zijin sighed in a complicated mood, but he didn't expect that this arrogant daughter was so kind in her heart.

Wei Zijin couldn't help but look down at the silver ticket, and suddenly exclaimed: "One thousand taels!" ”

……

In the carriage, no matter how Wei Qing asked Wei Qianqian what he said to his sister, Wei Qianqian ignored it and just flipped through her "Erya".

Wei Qing had no choice but to continue watching "Erya", but as soon as he looked at it twice, he was surprised: "What's going on?" How do I feel that I can watch so much content at a glance now? ”

Wei Qianqian said disdainfully: "I don't know this? It's still the first one! ”

"You know? Then you say! Wei Qing asked.

"Why should I tell you?" Wei Qianqian said.

"You're my scholar!" Wei Qingdao.

"Have you ever seen a scholar who is more educated than his own?" Wei Qianqian joked.

"......" Wei Qing.

……

There are two first-class literati classes in the academy, one is the junior class, that is, Wei Qing's class, seventeen new literati classes.

One is the advanced class, which is the first-class literati class of previous years.

The gentleman of the junior class is a literati named Zhou Zheng Erpin. And this class is not in the classroom, but next to Wenfeng Lake in the academy.

The two of them had a stone table, and Zhou Zhengpan sat at the front stone table to teach.

"Now, let's give out the rewards for the new literati! The first Wei Qing, a thousand taels of silver tickets, plus a red fox Wenchang pen! Zhou Zheng said.

Immediately attracted a burst of exclamations.

"Oh my God, the Red Fox Wenchang Pen, this is a Wenbao that can resist the suppression of the five thousandths of the Heavenly Dao, use it to repair the text, the speed is extremely fast!"

"And that's not all! The war poems written with it can also increase the combat power of five thousandths! ”

"The reward for the head of the talent is really rich! If only I were the first! ”

"What's the spirit, the Wenchang pen that my father gave out, that's it!"

……

"Sir, what are the rewards?" Wei Qing asked dissatisfiedly.

His Versailles immediately made many people dissatisfied, pouting and scolding.

"It's crazy to be poor! Such a terrifying reward, it's still disgusting! ”

"What to pretend, isn't it just to take the head? When I am promoted to the second rank of literati, I will definitely trample you under my feet! ”

Zhou Zheng glared: "What?" Isn't that enough? You're just the first talent, if you can take the lead, the reward is huge! ”

"Okay." Wei Qing took the reward speechlessly, he really didn't like this broken pen, after all, the first layer of his 'Lin' word could resist three percent of the Heavenly Dao suppression.

I don't know how many times stronger than this broken pen, but it's still very good to be able to improve some of the combat power of the war poem.

And this thousand taels of silver tickets is what he is most satisfied with, you know, if it is an ordinary people's family, this money is enough to spend a lifetime.

Although the literati have a lot of expenses, they save a little, and it is enough for him and his sister to use it temporarily, and my sister will not have to work again in the future!

"Second place, 800 taels of scholarship. The remainder, 600 taels of scholarship. ”

Zhou Zheng finished handing out the rewards and began to lecture.

"Don't think that if you are promoted to a first-grade literati, you are not far from condensing the second literary monument! You're still far from it! ”

"Because, each monument is divided into three sub-levels! The newly condensed inscription can only store a small amount of aura because it is not condensed enough, like fog and smoke. ”

"So, it can only be counted as a virtual monument. Later, it is necessary to make the virtual monument stand like water, like the solidity of ice, and like the strength of stone! ”

"Therefore, those three small levels are to erect a monument, to strengthen a monument, and to build a monument!"

"When you reach the point of building a monument, you can try to condense the second monument and promote the second-grade literati."

"And every small level leap, the strength of the literati, there is also a qualitative leap, and the more aura is stored, the stronger it is!"

Wei Qing was a little surprised when he heard this, but he didn't expect that there were three small levels of literati in each grade, and if you count the primary state, it would be four levels.

This also made him realize how big the gap between himself and Wang Hong was, and he was vigilant.

Zhou Zheng continued: "And the promotion of a first-grade literati will also bring a qualitative change in the human body, and obtain grade ability, and the grade ability of a first-grade literati is ten lines at a glance!" ”

"This will be of great benefit to future revisions!"

Wei Qing suddenly realized that he had become very fast at reading, and he had obtained grade ability!

"Stingy!" Wei Qianqian next to Wei Qingchong said in a low voice.

Wei Qianqian directly chose to ignore it and asked Zhou Zheng: "Sir, can the ten lines at a glance be promoted with the promotion of the literati's small rank?" ”

Zhou Zhengdao: "No! This is a qualitative change brought to the human body when the monument is condensed! Later, only every time a monument is condensed, a corresponding qualitative change will occur. ”

"However, there is a way to improve your grade ability, but it is too far away from you and too difficult. When you wait for you in the future, who can enter the court to face the king, you will naturally know! ”

"Straight to the point! In the future, I will study literature in the morning and poetry in the afternoon! Now, let's open the last eight articles of "Erya"! Zhou Zheng began to give a formal lecture.

All the people present are first-class literati, and there is no one in front of them who can't, otherwise, it would be impossible to sit here.

Wei Qing pretended to listen, but in fact, he was reading the last four articles, if he followed their progress, he would be able to beat Wang Hong in the Year of the Monkey?

It's just that the last four articles "Shi Tian", "Shi Di", "Shi Demon", "Shi Ghost" and the content on Blue Star are not related at all, and it is still very difficult for him.

After studying for a long time, I only understood a little bit, which was too far from his progress of four articles a day a few days ago.

In the afternoon, Zhou Zheng began to talk about poetry again.

"Poetry is a means for our literati to show their strength, all-encompassing, including offensive poems, defensive poems, auxiliary poems, trap poems, and so on."

"There is only what you can't think of, and there is nothing that doesn't exist. Wei Qing, tell me, why is this? Zhou Zheng asked.

Wei Qing pondered for a moment and said: "Poetry and writing are made by literati, and what literati need, they can do, of course, the premise is that they can do it." ”

"So, anything that can be thought of, it is possible to be made!"

Zhou Zheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "It is worthy of being the first person who can make third-level poems, and his understanding of poetry is really extraordinary!" ”

"Poetry, divided into quatrains and rhythmic poems."

There are only four quatrains, which are divided into five and seven words. The five-character quatrain has the fewest words and the simplest rhyme, so the artistic conception and information it covers are very limited, which also leads to the weakest power of the five-character quatrain. ”

And seven words have more words than five words, so it is also more powerful than five words! It's harder to learn! ”

"As for the lyric poem, there are as many as eight sentences, and the artistic conception and information it contains are also more terrifying, so the power it produces is stronger than the quatrain!"

"Obediently, this world is really good, and the power generated by poetry and writing is divided into so many ways." Wei Qing smacked his tongue secretly, and couldn't help but think of the difference in Lanxing's rhythm poems, and asked, "Sir, as far as the students know, six sentences are called small laws, and more than eight sentences are called long laws." ”

"How powerful are these two kinds of poetry?"

Zhou Zheng was very satisfied with Wei Qing's question, and smiled at him: "What you have only learned is the knowledge of ordinary literati, and it is normal not to know." There is a law in heaven, and the small law and the long law are not within the law of heaven. ”

"Only the normal eight-sentence poem is in line with the way of heaven and gives birth to power!"

"Thank you, sir, for your doubts." Wei Qingdao.

"Hmm." Zhou Zheng smiled, attracting a group of white eyes, smiling at good students, and making a straight face at others, what kind of person.

"Mr. Zhou." Zheng Shi got up and asked for advice, "Since seven words are stronger than five words, and the poetry is stronger than seven words." What is the difference between that and the nine levels of poetry? ”

"Good question!" Zhou Zheng motioned for Zheng Shi to sit down, and explained, "The five words, the seven words and the poems are stronger in turn, which is the difference in content. The nine levels of the poem itself are the level of quality and artistic conception. ”

"In general, the nine levels of poetry are the levels that truly reflect the strength of the poems, and the subdivisions of the five-word, seven-word, and rhythmic poems are the sub-levels of each level of poetry."

"It's like, you are now a junior first-class literati, and there are three small levels of erecting monuments, solid monuments, and solid monuments. Take the fifth-level poem as an analogy, the fifth-level poem is like a big realm, in which there are differences between the three small realms of five words, seven words, and rhythmic poems. ”

"When it comes to sixth-level poetry, seventh-level poetry, it's the same."

A literati spoke: "In this way, even a fifth-level legal poem is no better than a sixth-level five-character quatrain." ”

Zhou Zheng nodded and said, "That's nature." This is like, can a literati with a first-grade monument realm beat a second-grade junior literati? Its essential strength is not at the same level, so how can it win? ”

"Okay, you also have a preliminary understanding of the difference between the strength and weakness of the poem, and now, I will teach you the first and easiest fifth-level battle poem!"

Zhou Zheng straightened his expression and spoke in a deep voice.

"Five words quatrain, "Landslide"!"