Chapter 160 The second child of ten thousand years
Chapter 160 The second child of ten thousand years
By the Jade Mirror Lake, under the Wen Gong Willow.
One person is lying half under the shade of a tree, holding a fishing rod in his hand. He has an oval face, pink and phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, and black hair tied together. He looks like a boy or girl, and has a rather sassy attitude.
Watching the fish's swim bladder rise and fall, the man hurriedly raised his pole, but unfortunately he ran away.
The man was not angry, so he hooked up the bait again and threw it into the lake. Then he yawned and started to take a nap.
"kid?"
As soon as he heard this title, he knew who was coming, but the young man still raised his brows slightly and glanced, seeing the old man Wei Changli wearing red and green clothes and said.
"Master Wei? Why are you here?"
"Of course I'm here to find you. It's the Ehu Club soon. Everyone else is practicing harder, but you are lazy. Do you know what they are saying about you?"
"What else can it be? It's just a piece of rotten wood and a puddle of mud. I'm different from them. I don't have any ambitions. I just need to live a comfortable life." The young man changed to a more comfortable posture.
"You look so much like me when we were young." Wei Changli showed a knowing smile on his face, "But you have to do me a favor."
"How can I, a junior, help?"
"Go to the Ehu Club. Just think of it as helping me. Then I will teach you a new technique I created. How about it, kid?" Wei Changli raised his eyebrows at him.
"If you don't want to go, I've already given away my quota."
This young man is Zishui Wuxin, a poor scholar who was mentioned at the Wangxian Prefectural Meeting. He is second only to Fu Changlin in every civil examination.
Shui Wuxin didn't give Wei Changli any face and directly refused.
"Giving it to someone? Who did it give it to?" Wei Changli asked.
"Zhang Xingyun, he gave too much, I can't refuse."
"Too much? What did you give me? Don't tell me it was fishing bait!"
"Master Wei is wise!"
Seeing Shui Wuxin's innocent smile, Wei Changli patted his forehead, his expression slightly painful.
"I'll tell Zhang Xingyun where he is. How dare he not give me face?" Wei Changli said fiercely.
"Why do you have to let me go? It's okay with Fu Changlin supporting the scene. Anyway, you don't care about the ranking. We are all happy and leisurely," Shui Wuxin complained.
"Changlin's strength is outstanding in Wenfu, but when facing those monsters from the Eighth Palaces who sacrificed their lives, he is still a little weak." Wei Changli sighed, and then looked at Shui Wuxin with bright eyes.
"Kid, as the master of the Wen Palace, I am almost being scolded outside. This time you have to help me fight for the title of number one in the eight palaces!"
When Shui Wuxin saw Wei Changli like this, he quickly grabbed a handful of bait and threw it into the lake.
"No, you also saw the nest I just made."
"No way, I promise you, as long as you can get me the No. 1 in the Eight Prefectures, I will take you to go whale fishing in the North Sea!"
"Wei Changli, are you serious?"
Shui Wuxin looked a little excited and called his name directly. Wei Changli didn't mind this either, maybe he was used to it long ago.
"Of course, it's hard to follow a word once it's been said."
Shui Wuxin stood up, patted the dust on his body, and waved his fists. His mood reached a point of excitement, and Shui Wuxin even composed an impromptu poem.
"I came in a boat with some sake, and the weather was cloudy or sunny.
The waves from the flat sea come in with the tide, and the rain appears on the top of the cliff.
Standing tall and high across the sea with seven feet, holding the arms of the sky for a lifetime.
What is the sad song of a young man? Going up to Diaoyutai alone in the wind and rain."
"Sea fishing is every angler's dream, and whale fishing is our ultimate goal. Old man, I really want to take a bite of you now, you are so cute!"
Shui Wuxin, who had always been calm, could not restrain his excitement at this moment.
Yujing Lake is already very big, but it is not as big as the human heart. Especially after thinking of the raging North Sea, the Yujing Lake in front of you can only be regarded as a ditch.
"I am trapped by the rivers and ditches, but my mind is fishing for whales in the North Sea."
"The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes. Why did my Jade Mirror Lake turn into a ditch in your mouth?"
Wei Changli had a dark face and pretended to complain, but it was within his expectation that Shui Wuxin would agree.
When Wei Changli sees Shui Wuxin, he can always think of himself when he was young. The greatest happiness and true freedom in the world is nothing more than being able to do what you like. No matter whether others understand it or not, the most difficult thing in the world is to do it.
Own.
Recently, the Ehu Club has been the most talked about thing among people in Qingdu after dinner. At the same time, the names of two people are also mentioned the most, Li Yelang and Zhang Dian.
Even if Jiang Yan went to buy a drink, he would hear these two names several times along the way.
After returning to the Pig Roasting Yard, Daoya had already ran over with his painting.
"Brother Jiang, look at Yaya's drawing."
Jiang Qian looked at it and saw that he was indeed a person who could butcher and become enlightened at a young age. The painting had arms and legs, which was much better than the black flax-rubbed ball before.
Master Dao also had no temper, and offered Jiang Chan good food and drinks, just so that Jiang Chan could drag Dao Ya, a cute little girl, from the butcher's road to the crowd of literati.
However, some people are born unable to eat this bowl of rice. Yaya's talent as a painter is almost negative. She has been studying painting for two years and cannot draw a complete arc!
“Yaya’s paintings are so good.”
He picked up Yaya Jiang Gu and sat next to Mr. Dao. To describe the old man as masterful with his swordsmanship would not be an overstatement.
"Master Dao, why are people all over the street talking about Zhang Dian and Li Yelang? Who are these people?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Ever since Wei Changli took over as the head of the palace, Wenfu's performance in the Ehu Club has been very poor, often finishing at the bottom. But there are also bright moments. Li Yelang and Zhang Dian are the two most outstanding geniuses in Wenfu in the past thousand years."
"Three hundred years ago, these two people entered the civil society in the same class, and they started a century of shining stars. Zhang Dian's madness, Li Yelang's boldness, both in terms of temperament and talent, they are both born scholars, and they are also
A natural rival.
Li Yelang is the real genius of Yuling Continent. He first learned martial arts and became a swordsman. Later he learned Taoism and worshiped in Tianxin Mansion, where he practiced Taoism for three years.
He showed great talent in both martial arts and Taoism, but he was always depressed. After leaving Xuanpu Mountain, the Confucian master even personally invited him to go to Xihe, but he was intercepted by Wei Changli.
At the suggestion of Wei Changli, he came to the Qing capital and chose to become a scribe. He stayed here and joined the Wen Mansion."
"Three enlightenments?" Jiang Yan was a little surprised.
"Yes, and he combines civility, martial arts, and Taoism at the same time. He appears like the most dazzling star. Until now, there are almost no people who can truly surpass him in talent."
"What about Zhang Dian?"
Li Yelang's experience was so legendary, which also made Jiang Yan a little curious about his equally famous Zhang Dian.
"Zhang Dian is less talented than Li Yelang, but he incorporated the Tao of painting and his own emotions into his calligraphy. The mountains and rivers can be seen in the words, and the joy, anger, sorrow and joy can be seen. He became the most unique eccentric in the history of Wenfu. Wenfu Shu
Most of the thirteen posts in the garden were created by him."
"The fight between the two started from the first time they met, from the Civil Service Examination to the Ehu Meeting.
In that Ehu Tournament, the two of them fought through obstacles all the way, turning the finals of the Eight Prefectures into a civil war in the Wen Prefecture.
In the end, Li Yelang won with half a move, allowing the people of the world to appreciate an unparalleled battle and see the grace of a scribe.
If it weren't for the emergence of these two people, today's Wenfu would have fallen from the status of the third central government."
After the two left Wenfu, Wenfu became the bottom of the Ehu Club.