Chen Huaiyi doubts life.

Within one day, Wenxin was promoted to three levels in a row, from the ninth grade to the sixth grade, and from the lowest level directly to the middle third grade.

One, two, three are the top three grades.

Four, five or six are the middle three grades.

Seven, eight, nine is the next three grades.

Yesterday, he was the child with a promising future, extremely poor talent, a very low ceiling, and a near-cut future.

Now, he suddenly became a six-grade literary genius.

In the heart of the text, the thumb-thick trickle turned into a "gurgling" spring.

This is the real Wenxin Spring.

Tong Sheng's heart is like a spring.

Xiucai's heart is like a pool.

The position determines the pattern, and the heart determines the upper limit.

It is also a spring, but the spring of the first grade of Wenxin and the spring of the ninth grade of Wenxin are obviously not of the same grade.

The heart of Jiupin Wenxin is almost exhausted, only the slightest wisp of literary qi seeps out, and the stock is very small, and even a couplet cannot be written.

However, a product of Wenxin is comparable to the world's famous spring Baotu Spring, a spring of water can form a river, and the literary atmosphere is as inexhaustible as gushing out.

He, a child's six-grade Wenxin, is more than one grade stronger than yesterday's nine-grade Wenxin.

Now let him write couplets, and he can write hundreds in one sitting.

Who tempered him?

Why don't you feel anything?

Could it be that the saint has struck again?

Or is it the credit of that peach blossom drunk?

When Wang Weiwei heard Chen Huaiyi's words, she was surprised and delighted: "Really? Upgraded again? ”

Chen Huaiyi retracted his thoughts, got up and looked around, it was still the same big stone, the surroundings were clean, there was no roast chicken, no little sister, and no peach blossom drunk.

Don't...... Are they all dreams?

Then.

Liu Suifeng appeared silently in front of Chen Huaiyi, and said indifferently: "Last night, you and Xiao Yinling secretly drank the peach blossom drunk of the old master Wei, and sang a song "Peach Blossom Anthem" with the intention of drinking. ”

Chen Huaiyi pretended to be ashamed: "Master, the disciple has lost his temper......"

"Hmph, as a junior brother, but he encouraged the little junior sister to steal wine, and almost caused a big disaster, so the teacher didn't take the blame for you, and apologized to Master Wei on his own."

"The disciple knows his mistake, and the disciple must apologize to Master Wei in person."

"It's pretty much the same," Liu Suifeng turned to face the valley, raised his head to the sky with his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "You worship me as a teacher, it doesn't mean that you can sit back and relax from now on, on the contrary, the tempering has just begun." ”

"Master, what do you mean ......?"

"Under my door, as an adult, you must travel around, as a child, you should travel in Yingyang County, Yingzhou, for a year, or be promoted to Xiucai."

Chen Huaiyi smacked his tongue: "Children also want to travel? ”

"Naturally, the holy path is difficult, to achieve something, not only to read thousands of books, but also to travel thousands of miles, so that it is possible to stand out, if it is just as simple as doing it behind closed doors, wouldn't everyone be holy?"

Liu Suifeng said this, and followed: "And you are only my apprentice, not a disciple of the academy, and you are not suitable for living in the academy for a long time, go down the mountain today, you are an adult, and you should bear the mundane things in the world, don't expect the teacher and your senior brothers and sisters to help you." ”

Chen Huaiyi pouted secretly.

It's pretty ruthless.

Pure free-range.

But I wasn't dissatisfied.

If someone financed him, it would be better.

It doesn't matter if no one finances him.

Don't panic.

At this moment, a streamer flashed, and a figure fell on the big bluestone, a little old man with a short body and white beard but a red face.

The little old man held the wine gourd in his left hand and Xiao Yinling in his right hand.

swept his eyes and stared at Chen Huaiyi: "Your name is Chen Huaiyi?" ”

"Junior, Chen Huaiyi, meet ......"

"Shut up!"

The little old man shook his hand and threw Xiao Yinling on the stone: "You stole my peach blossom and got drunk?" ”

Chen Huaiyi wanted to explain.

But on second thought, what is there to explain.

Drink is drink.

The compensation should be compensated, and the penalty should be punished.

So he nodded calmly: "Please punish the master." ”

"Reprimand? Is it to beat you to death, and I can get back the rare wine I lost? ”

"That'...... Junior compensation? ”

"Reparations? Can you afford it? Are you drunk with peach blossoms and mundane wine? Wrong, that's immortal brewing, is the wine Taoist with an exclusive secret recipe brewing and aging for ten years, the materials, tools, and craftsmanship are all top-notch, and absorb the essence of heaven and earth, the wine can only be opened into six products, the inventory is very small, drink a good sip, a sip is worth a thousand gold, you deserve it? ”

Chen Huaiyi was secretly speechless.

No wonder I didn't know where I was last night.

It turns out that the cheesy peach blossom drunk is actually a six-pin treasure wine.

It's no wonder that this Wei Fuzi is so angry.

However, when he looked at Liu Suifeng, who was pretending to know nothing, he couldn't help but smile in his heart.

These two old men are really interesting.

Don't you just want one or two poems, as for making it so complicated?

also played such a big show.

It's really hard for their acting skills.

If this was not the case, how could Xiao Yinling, with the bell that jingled everywhere, steal such a precious peach blossom drunk from Old Master Wei's hands?

Old Master Wei is also a scholar-level existence, his qualifications are older than Liu Suifeng, he is the patriarch of Qingshi Mountain Academy, and his strength is unfathomable, even if he passes out, ordinary people don't want to get close.

Of course, he will certainly not debunk.

If it's debunked, how can you play happily in the future?

Thinking of this, Chen Huaiyi pretended to accept his fate: "The disciple is penniless, only a pair of paperweights that the master gave him yesterday, or else, Master, you can take it?" ”

Old Master Wei glared: "When the old man is a robber?" ”

followed the conversation: "According to the old man's rules, you should have been arrested and sent to the library to copy books for thirty years, but I heard that your kid is quite talented in poetry, so I ordered you to make an original poem within a quarter of an hour, and it must be based on fine wine." ”

After speaking, he stared at Chen Huaiyi's eyes and asked, "Do you dare to agree?" ”

Then he shouted: "If you don't dare, quickly follow me to the library to be punished!" ”

When Chen Huaiyi heard this, he almost laughed.

Sure enough, it was for poetry.

However, it also brought a little test of his meaning, and the temporary proposition was limited to a quarter of an hour, in order to test whether he really had the poetic talent that shocked the past and the present.

Two old foxes!

I just don't know if the little sister is involved.

If the little sister also has a share, then the days of studying under Liu Suifeng will be lively in the future.

A group of foxes, young and old, are all monsters.

It's more lively than entering a fox's den.

Fortunately, he is not a stupid white sweet who doesn't understand anything.

He's also an old fox.

Or an old fox who has traveled through time and space.

It's time to give these indigenous foxes a little shock.

Chen Huaiyi shook his head when he thought of this.

"Huh?" Old Master Wei was stunned: "You can't write?" ”

Chen Huaiyi continued to shake his head: "No, the meaning of the disciple...... A quarter of an hour is too long. ”

"Oh?"

"Come with the pen," Chen Huaiyi said this, took out the wolf pen sent by Xu Ruogu, and waved his hand: "Grinding ink——"

Xiao Yinling got up with a bone, but grinded the ink.

Wang Weiwei moved the table and laid the paper with interest.

Chen Huaiyi stretched out his hand again: "Wine!" ”

Old Master Wei glared: "What are you doing?" Ask me for a drink? There are no doors! ”

Chen Huaiyi did not show weakness, stared directly at Old Master Wei, and shouted: "If you want good poetry, how can you not have good wine?" ”