Chapter 188

Feng Yuanjun thought a little and said: "Every year, several Jinshi in Yuhai City file with the Academy of Arts. Recently, two old Jinshi lying in bed are dying and can inject talent. Now they are both considering injecting talent and literary treasure into Jingguo. It will not do much good except to make future generations noble, but it can ensure the stability of the family. If someone else needs talent injection, the two families may get a higher reward."

"How many dragon horns do you need?" Fang Yun said.

"One third of the Dragon horn of Jiaowang is enough to inject talent. No matter what they want, they can basically exchange it for Jiaowang dragon horn. Leave it to me. I'll go to the two old Jinshi myself. Whoever wants less dragon horn will inject talent. How about it?"

"Thank Lord Feng first."

"That's very kind of you. Another thing, I'm afraid your talent is close to being a saint. Before the imperial examination, all the saints were appointed by Kong Shengqin, so don't spend too much time on your talent before entering the holy ruins. You should concentrate more on the Cultural Palace recently to make your Cultural Palace stronger. The holy ruins are full of crises, such as weak water and strange Feng and others are the most restrained against Wen Gong's courage. If you want to survive in the holy ruins, Wen Gong and talent should be given equal attention. You are still a scholar and have no courage, but Wen Gong should be more solid and do your best. "

"I know that." in fact, not to mention Wen palace, Fang Yun has already reached the level of courage and courage, which is comparable to a particularly excellent Ju Ren, but after all, he has become a scholar for less than three months, which is still slightly worse than Yan Yukong's semi holy personal genius.

"That's good. I've read your biography of the white snake in advance, which can be called the first novel! It's full of hundreds of thousands of words and written in the language of ordinary people's conversation. It's easy to understand, just like the emerging storyteller. However, your biography of the white snake is far more straightforward than the romance of the west chamber and the story of the pillow. I'm afraid someone will criticize it." Feng Yuanjun said.

Fang Yun doesn't care. The emergence of anything new in history must be accompanied by controversy. The four famous works were "Vernacular Novels" in ancient times. Although there were many people who liked them, their status was not high, but later their status was higher and higher.

Fang Yun has carefully studied that the formation of talent is diverse. At the moment, Shengyuan continent pays too much attention to the talent of the upper class, but ignores the huge ordinary people. Although there are many talents formed by the holy classics, people with low literary status will no longer touch them after giving up the Imperial examination, and those poems and novels that are far inferior to the holy classics can be loved by these people.

Although it is difficult for novelists to produce semi saints, they are one of the hundred after all. They must contribute to the talent of Shengyuan continent, but they have not been explored before.

Fang Yun said: "the trend of Shengyuan mainland is obvious. More and more people will read and read. This year's government examination suddenly doubles the number of scholars. Isn't that the best example? When there are more talents in the future, it's not difficult for everyone to be a child student, or even everyone to become a scholar. At that time, maybe we can achieve the" Great Harmony World "that Kong Sheng most yearns for!"

Feng Yuanjun stared wide, shook his head and said, "you really dare to think. Do you think talent is so easy to get? Unless Wenqu star flies to the position of the moon and everyone gets Wenqu star photos, everyone may become a child. If you can't solve Wenqu star, everything is delusion. It's really difficult to achieve the same chapter of Li Yun."

"I'm just guessing a possibility. Don't take it seriously."

"Of course I won't take it seriously. It's dark and I should leave."

Fang Yun sent Feng Yuanjun away and returned to the house.

Even on the Tanabata Festival, Fang Yun did not relax. He plunged into the world of strange books and began to carefully read all the piano scores, deeply study fingering and learn the repertoire.

With talent, scholars learn anything faster. However, Fang Yun found that his understanding and talent in piano Taoism have made great progress.

Two hours later, Fang Yun left the wonderful calligraphy world and tried to paint, but there was no change compared with before. Then he tried calligraphy, and his progress was limited.

Unfortunately, he can't play the piano now, so Fang Yun had to give up. Then he opened the essentials of classics, found a topic of classics, wrote an article, and found a collection of strategies, and wrote a question. However, he deliberately imitated the people of this era, never wrote too advanced ideas, so as to avoid writing too exaggerated things that would disturb the neighbors and burn them after writing.

After that, Fang Yun deeply studied the Thirty-six Strategies to encircle Wei and save Zhao. The more he studied, the more he found that this strategy was too cruel, and if this strategy was not used, it would be useless. Once it was used, there was absolutely no solution.

The next day, Fang Yun finished breakfast and sent a letter to Dinghai General Yu Xingshu, asking for leave to deal with the Zhendan Qin. Fang Yun was going to buy Yang Yuhuan a Wenbao zither, but Yang Yuhuan said that it was useless to buy a good zither when he was proficient.

Wenyouxuan sent the Zhendan piano on time. After Fang Yun verified that it was correct, he paid the silver ticket, which was obtained from selling the story of the west chamber and the story of the pillow.

In the afternoon, academician Feng came to see Fang Yun at the door and said, "just say it here. I asked the two people. One said to exchange at least half of the Jiaowang dragon horn. The other old scholar Cui was strange. He said he wanted to invite you to go and have a talk with you in person."

"Oh? Old Jinshi Cui didn't say anything else?" Fang Yun asked.

"No. but it's really a lion's big mouth to take half of Jiaolong horn. Generally speaking, one-third is just right. Hum, the man knows you have two dragon horns, so he wants more so that his family won't fall prematurely. In my opinion, you can see old scholar Cui first and ask for the price."

"Well, then go and meet old Jinshi Cui." Fang Yun said.

They got on the carriage and came to Cui's house. The porter told them to wait a moment, and then hurried into the house.

After waiting for a while, they looked around and chatted. Bored, they counted several cracks on the stone lion at the gate. Only then did they see that everyone in the Cui family came out of the yard to meet him. The sick old Jinshi Cui also lay on the couch and was carried out.

"This..." Fang Yun and Feng Yuanjun looked at each other and hurried inward. They couldn't let an old man over 90 who had made contributions to the country come out to meet themselves.

They took the initiative to enter Cui's house. Fang Yun hurriedly said, "don't do this, Mr. Cui. The younger generation can't afford it."

Cui laojinshi's hair is sparse, his face is wrinkled like bark, and his exposed skin has age spots everywhere. He spoke slowly with some difficulty and said, "I've seen Fang banxiang. I'll forgive my old life soon, so I can't meet him far."

Cui laojinshi's voice was very low and his speech speed was very slow, but he enunciated every word clearly.

"You're welcome. Send the old man back to the house immediately!" Fang Yun said immediately.

Feng Yuanjun pretended to be unhappy and said, "what are you doing?"

The Cui family had to send the old scholar Cui back to his bedroom, and then irrelevant people waited outside the door. Only seven or eight men of the Cui family, Fang Yun and Feng Yuanjun stayed in front of the bed.

Cui Laojin lay on the hospital bed and looked at Fang Yun calmly. His eyes were turbid, but his eyes were more divine than ordinary people.

"Mr. Cui, I don't know what you want to do with me." Fang Yun was polite. On the way, he learned from Mr. Feng that Mr. Cui was kind, wise and stable, but he also stood up in times of crisis and was a real scholar.

The corner of Cui's mouth moved slightly, and his turbid eyes seemed to become clear and bright. He said slowly almost word by word: "although Cui's family is not a home of Zhong Ming and Ding Shi, we teach our children with benevolence and propriety, and do loyalty and righteousness, we also have a poor reputation in Yuhai city. The old man saw more, heard more and thought more in the court half his life. My eyes are dim, but my heart is not confused." Then he glanced at his children and grandchildren.

Fang Yun listened carefully.

Old Jinshi Cui continued, "the Dragon horn is like gold and silver. It's all external things. Even the officials and barons are the same. Only knowledge exists forever. I'll invite Fang banxiang to talk about it. It's not the Dragon horn."

"What does the old gentleman want?" Fang Yun asked.

"My little grandson Cui Mu has been very clever since he was a child, and his character is OK. He only lacks an academic mentor. I'd like to exchange my talent for Cui Mu's worship of you as a teacher. I don't know what Mr. Fang wants?"

Fang Yun and Feng Yuanjun were stunned and looked at each other again. They both saw emotion from each other's eyes.

Academician Feng thought to himself: the same dying old scholar entered Baoshan. One had only those flashy gold, silver and jewelry in his eyes, but the old scholar Cui saw the real treasure.

Fang Yun stared into the eyes of Cui Laojin and said, "Mr. Xie is worthy of it. Although I have accidentally accepted many students, it doesn't hurt to accept one more, I can accept Wenbao because of students, but I will never accept students because of Wenbao. My students can't trade."

Old Jinshi Cui sighed softly and said slowly, "it's worthy of being the first show in the ten countries granted by semi saints. They all say that it's better to be famous when you meet, and it's better to be famous when you see you. Just, it's better to give my talent treasure to you than to an unknown official. You give Cui Mu a chance to test him. Whether he passes the test and becomes your disciple or not, I will inject talent into you. How about it?"

Fang Yun was even more moved and said, "the Cui family really taught their children with benevolence and courtesy, did loyal and righteous things, and the children taught by old Cui's words and deeds certainly have the opportunity to be my disciples. Just for Mr. Cui's demeanor, I will also give Cui Mu a chance. As for whether old Cui is willing to help me inject talent, it's good, it doesn't matter, but it doesn't matter."

The old and the young look at each other with a smile and sympathize with each other.

Feng Yuanjun said, "since the two have settled, Fang Yun will test Cui Mu first. Whether he takes Cui Mu as a disciple or not, old Mr. Cui will help Fang Yun inject talent into his Zhendan Qin. Is that right?"

Cui laojinshi said, "of course!" this time his two words were very coherent, and his voice was not as loud as the old man.

Fang Yun said, "ten years of trees, a hundred years of people. Getting a disciple is better than a literary treasure. Can Cui Mu be there?"

With the that, Fang Yun glanced at Cui family and finally looked at child who was about ten years old.

The child stepped forward, bowed and said, "Cui Mu has seen Fang maocai." after that, he raised his chest and raised his head, with bright glazed windows in his eyes. At a young age, he was heroic and very calm, but his tightly closed lips exposed a little tension.

"What do you think of me and Cui Lao?"

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