This man's name is Chang Yansong, and he can be considered a descendant of a large family. His biological grandfather is one of the deputy sect leaders of the Sihai Sect.
When he was still very young, he was brought to Juxing Tower by his grandfather. At that time, he didn't know all the characters, so he picked up a book in the Huabenzhuge Pavilion without even leaving the door, and just leaned on the leg of the long desk.
Looked up.
As a result, when I looked at it, I saw that the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
His grandfather searched for a long time without finding anyone, and finally found the boy under the long case. It was already dark at that time, and the boy was curled up under the case and sleeping soundly with his script in his arms.
This is the origin of Chang Yansong and Huaben.
As time went by, Chang Yansong became a rather prominent younger member of the Chang family, and was highly favored by the clan elders. It was logical that he joined the Sihaimen early, but he did not have a job title yet.
There is no job gap not because he is incompetent.
It's because his grandfathers and fathers were still in their prime.
Junior? Stand aside.
Chang Yansong didn't even lean on the side. He stayed in Juxing Tower all year round and enjoyed himself.
There are many business and leisure things in Juxing Tower, and Chang Yansong has basically tried them all. Among all the leisure things, his biggest hobby is translating storybooks.
This is a habit developed since childhood!
Chang Yansong is twenty-six years old this year, and he has developed this habit for twenty-three years!
Not only did he read it, he also copied it.
About 10% of the storybooks in the display pavilion were written by him!
He himself also tried to write, and that was when he was a teenager. Unfortunately, it did not get many people to circulate it, and it was the same for several consecutive books. He gave up this idea and started just reading and copying.
After more than ten years, he has achieved more than half of his Qi Condensation Realm skills. According to his grandfather's judgment, he can expect to have unblocked meridians in twenty years.
For the family, this is a standard.
It takes about twenty years to open the meridians. This is a genius, and the family must devote all its efforts to cultivating it.
It took about thirty years to open up the meridians, which is a little inferior. Even if he is not a genius, he can still be regarded as a talent. The family will try its best to cultivate it based on overall consideration.
It takes about forty years to open the meridians, which is normal. The family will provide some resources, but they won't care too much.
As for the future, that is the melon after eight months. It will neither grow nor become a melon. It will stay quiet for the rest of its life, until it grows old and gradually degenerates into an ordinary person.
In fact, in a big family, these people are ordinary people.
Not treated as a monk or a member of the family.
Chang Yansong is a standard genius. Most of the people who are close to him in Juxing Tower are of this type. At worst, they are also the ones who can expect to have access to the meridians within thirty years.
This afternoon, Chang Yansong discussed spiritual practice with more than a dozen people. After feeling a little tired, he just picked up a storybook and relaxed.
In other words, over the past twenty or thirty years, although his interest in reading storybooks has not diminished at all, he has become more and more picky about storybooks. From the beginning, he read everything without knowing whether it was good or bad, but now he is no longer interested in reading storybooks.
I don't know if I am reading the storybook or if I am simply maintaining this interest.
Because it seemed like it had been a long time since I had read a storybook without forgetting it.
The Road to Qingyun.
Xu Tonghui.
Anyone whose name I have never heard of must be a newcomer.
As for the name of the script, Chang Yansong curled his lips slightly. As far as he could see, many people had used this name over the years, okay?
But this word...
Chang Yansong didn't open the cover page to see the contents for a long time, but was directly attracted by the words.
He often copied scripts.
He has written a lot of words.
This storybook and the large characters on the cover page, how should I put it, at first glance, seemed to be nothing special, but Chang Yansong, as a "frequent writer", was inexplicably stunned when he looked at these characters.
He looked at it for a long time, and then even put the words left and right.
He still didn't see anything.
But I just feel like these words are a little different.
Unlike those that are poorly written.
and what he wrote...
Also different.
But he just couldn't tell what was different.
It's like a person's body is itchy, but after scratching for a long time, he still can't find the real itchy spot. It makes people a little crazy.
After reading for a while, Chang Yansong still couldn't find the problem. Chang Yansong resentfully skipped the cover and finally read the text.
The main text still has the same font style.
But soon, Chang Yansong no longer had the intention to pay attention to the glyphs. His mind was completely attracted by the content of the script.
How should I put it? This story is straightforward and there is nothing novel at all. If you are a newcomer, you will probably abandon it after just a few glances. There is really nothing novel at all.
It's neither new nor strange, so why do you still call it a storybook?
go!
But for an "old man" like Chang Yansong, strangely, he only read a few lines before he couldn't help but become fascinated.
The story begins in the Ye family’s school.
Chang Yansong has experienced this, and almost all the children of aristocratic families have experienced this.
But the gentleman who taught them at that time, well, one of his distant ancestors, seemed to be not as clever as the gentleman in the book.
It can even be said that it is far from the best!
This was Chang Yansong's thought at the beginning. As he continued to look down, Chang Yansong discovered that it was not that there was a huge difference, but that the two were simply incomparable and not on the same level at all!
Jiuqu City, where is this?
Does this place really exist, does this Ye family really exist, does this teacher really exist?
He needs to tell his grandfather about this!
If such a gentleman really existed, it would be worth spending a lot of effort to invite him to the Chang family clan. And if he really did invite him, Chang Yansong would have the intention to go to the clan clan school again.
But after thinking for a while, Chang Yansong suddenly shook his head and laughed.
What are you thinking about?
This is a storybook!
But, but...
This is really written in too much detail.
People instinctively feel that there really is such a teaching teacher, and it is even a bit unbelievable to say that he is fake!
Chang Yansong has read many story books. In these story books, the protagonists also started when they were young, and of course they also talked about ethnic studies. But now that he thought about it, he couldn't remember a teaching teacher.
There is nothing special about that at all!
But before he even finished reading a page of this book, he actually had the idea of inviting this gentleman into the family!
The story continues below.
Chang Yansong actually has no feelings for the protagonist Leng Qingyun.
He could understand Leng Qingyun's silent and lonely temperament, but he couldn't agree with it.
Although Chang Yansong himself doesn't like the excitement, he has been surrounded by many people since he was a child. Even now, he has many friendships and even friendships within the family, outside the family, within the Sihaimen, and outside the Sihaimen.
Thick peers.
He didn't take too seriously to a "protagonist" like Leng Qingyun, who entered the clan and left the clan, but who existed but had no sense of existence.
If the story were changed and the protagonist was like this, he would probably sit here for a long time and not be able to turn to the second page.
Then I would sit here with a storybook in my hand and wait for a long time, blowing in the wind or something.
But in this book, he was not reading the protagonist.
In the beginning, he was looking at Mr. Teaching.
Then I thought about whether there is such a teacher, and whether there is such a family.