Li Hongying bowed slightly and leaned forward to look at Li Junqin.
"That's natural!" Li Junqin didn't pretend to be serious, and explained in front of several people: "That's a state-level auxiliary poem!"
"Hongying, do you know how effective a state-level auxiliary poem can be when the two armies are fighting?!!"
Li Hongying looked calm and recalled carefully: "My father once said that even an auxiliary poem at the county level can boost the morale of the army and increase the army's combat effectiveness."
"Yes!" At this moment, Li Hongying suddenly realized, with piercing eyes: "That poem can not only be used on my musket, but also on the army!"
Li Junqin shook his head helplessly and said: "You, once I encounter your gun, you selectively forget everything else. So I have never let you learn martial arts, because I am afraid that once the team needs you, you will be easily taken advantage of.
Something went wrong. I originally wanted to throw you to Dali Temple to learn something, but I didn’t expect that you have been forgetting about it in the past few years. You don’t do other things and only think about being a hero.”
"Then I'll find someone who can control the team and let him take control of the overall situation. I'll just be the vanguard." Li Hongying spit out her pink tongue and made a face at Li Junqin.
Li Junqin smiled and said nothing. He knew his daughter well, so he didn't preach too much.
Anyway, now I still have my own secrets.
He was just afraid that one day he would have an accident on the battlefield and someone would be able to persuade Li Hongying so that she would not act impulsively.
Immediately afterwards, Li Junqin looked at Li Xingyun with a smile and said: "Li Xingyun?"
"Students are here."
"Last night, news from Chang'an City reached the campus outside the city. It was said that a state-level poem was written in Wannian County, Chang'an, and it was an extremely rare auxiliary poem. Several bachelors greatly appreciated your poem.
Call it the first auxiliary poem in Mingzhou! After I received the news, I came back early in the morning. I originally planned to find someone to investigate where you were, but I never thought that by chance, I would see you at the door of the house.
." Li Junqin made it clear that he came back specifically for Li Xingyun.
And Li Xingyun finally figured it out. The other party came back specifically to find him, because he was afraid that he had something to talk to him about.
"What are your orders, General?" Instead of waiting for the other party to speak, it is better to be free and easy and leave a good impression.
"It's not an order, it's a request."
Li Xingyun was not overly arrogant. He was a person who had not even been promoted to the rank of Tongsheng. He did not dare to vouch for it in front of a third-grade warrior, so he said humbly: "The general is joking, you are the general of Tiance Mansion, and you are the general of Tiance Mansion."
He is a third-grade warrior, and his status and strength far exceed those of his students. He cannot afford to ask for help. If there is something that needs to be done by students, students will do their best if they can help."
Li Junqin was a vigorous and resolute person. He stared at Li Xingyun and said: "This poem [clear water brings out hibiscus, and the natural carvings are removed] is written by you. A Mingzhou-level auxiliary poem can only be effective with the talent of the original author."
to the maximum.”
"I would like to invite you to use this poem to imbue the weapons of Tiance Army with spirituality."
Li Junqin explained his intention.
But this sentence shocked everyone present!
How many Tiance troops are there? There are hundreds of thousands of troops!
Giving spirituality to the weapons of the Tiance Army is something that a great scholar cannot accomplish in a month. Is it feasible for Li Xingyun, who has not even been promoted to the rank of Tongsheng?
"Father, aren't you making things difficult for him? He hasn't been promoted to a civil service position yet. How can you do something like this?" Li Hongying defended Li Xingyun.
Are you teaching your father how to do things?
Li Xingyun knew that Li Hongying was straight-tempered and had good intentions.
But wouldn’t the general who controls Tiance Mansion know this?
He looked at Li Junqin with doubt on his face.
"I know this won't happen overnight, so I didn't set a time limit." Li Junqin smiled and dispelled everyone's doubts: "Li Xingyun wrote the Mingzhou poem, and it will be a matter of course for him to be promoted to the imperial examination in the future. When he reaches the imperial examination, it will be a matter of course.
Just take your time."
"Of course, since this is my request, it naturally requires reward. If you need it in the future, as long as it doesn't endanger the Tang Dynasty, I can take action for you!"
The favor of a third-grade martial artist is exchanged for a job with no time limit in the future. This transaction cannot be said to be a loss.
After all, the third-grade martial artist is considered the most powerful among the entire human race! He can come and go with ease even when entering and exiting the realm of demons and barbarians!
"Okay." Li Xingyun agreed readily.
"Good!" Li Junqin laughed heartily. He raised his hand and patted Li Xingyun on the shoulder, admiring him and saying: "In ancient times, all the sage students were one of the best. Most of the sage students were at least great Confucians.
I believe that you will never stop reaching the level of being a human being in the future. There are many people who have come from behind during the journey of Confucianism and Taoism. I look forward to the day when I can see you stand at the top and show the posture of a saint!"
Such praise comes from a third-grade martial artist, and it can be said that he values it very much.
The officers and soldiers of Tiance Mansion present were all very surprised. They rarely heard their general praise a person like this.
But a former holy boy who wrote a state-level auxiliary poem does have this qualification.
"The posture of a saint..." Li Xingyun responded with a slight smile. The praise from others is false. The only way is to wait for yourself to truly achieve it.
"Okay, I'm done with my work. Hongying, just go about your business." Li Junqin turned to look at his daughter again.
Li Hongying realized later that she was startled by her father's words of praise for Li Xingyun. After she started martial arts, even though her cultivation has improved rapidly, she still never received such a compliment from her father.
It's just 'okay' every time.
Li Hongying pursed her pink lips and hummed at Li Junqin.
Then he stuffed something into Li Xingyun's arms: "These are for you."
"Thank you, Princess, thank you, General!" Li Xingyun thanked him. These are cultural treasures. Even the most common cultural treasures are much better than some precious mortal objects.
Li Junqin put his hands behind his back and said very kindly: "Although these cultural treasures are not the best, they are the most suitable for you now. Otherwise, your talent is not strong enough at this stage, and using high-level cultural treasures will only harm you."
"Students understand that these are enough." Li Xingyun is not so greedy, the treasure must be useful.
After thanking him, he said goodbye: "If nothing happens, I'll leave first, student."
"good."
"I will go find you when the imperial examination is over!" Li Hongying looked at Li Xingyun who was about to leave, waving her white hands and said.
Although a martial artist, after refining the three realms of Qi and Shen, a martial artist will have a chance to be reborn and maintain the temperament and skin color of a woman's family.
"Goodbye!"
Li Xingyun hugged several cultural treasures, left with Qin Keqing, and walked towards home.
Along the way, there were also people who coveted the cultural treasure in Li Xingyun's hand.
But this is Chang'an, and anyone you meet on the street may be a prince or aristocrat.
Moreover, Qin Keqing is so beautiful that it is easy for people to misunderstand that she is the daughter of a certain royal family.
We walked for a long time, but luckily there were comments and covetous glances along the way, but no one dared to commit robbery in broad daylight.
.....
After returning home, Qin Keqing went to prepare dinner, while Li Xingyun placed several cultural treasures on the desk and began to count them.
"We have pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and they are all treasures of the people."
The pen can make people feel calm and calm. On the pen body is engraved the inscription of determination by the semi-sage Zhuge Kongming: "Without indifference, there is no clear ambition; without tranquility, there is no far-reaching goal."
But when it comes to the real eldest brother among the four treasures of the study, there must be some rare treasures!
For example, Holy Page, Mo Nu, Bi Lao, and Inkstone Turtle.
These items are comparable to the cultural treasures of saints, and these rare treasures do not require huge talents to support them, but can be used by any Confucian scholar.
It's not like a great Confucian literary treasure. You need to have a certain degree of literary status and talent to avoid backlash after just using it.
"With these things, the imperial examination will be a little more helpful."
Li Xingyun put things away and walked out of the room.
In the kitchen, I saw the amazing figure cooking dinner with ease.
"But Sister Qing, let me help you." He wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped.
"No! No scholar can enter the kitchen. The prince can study in peace!"
"You are wise, you are right." Li Xingyun stopped, thinking that after he was promoted to the civil service, he would be able to receive monthly salary support from the Holy Court, which would allow Qin Keqing to live a better life.
Not in a hurry for this meal, he found a wicker chair and a book and sat in the yard to review.