(Walling on the floor, asking for collection recommendations. There will be three more delivered in the evening.)
"Brother Ye, did your feeling disappear right here?"
Although she and Cang Ye have been walking on the street, Yu Ling's thoughts are obviously on Cang Ye. She is also very concerned about the heart palpitations that Cang Ye mentioned to him before.
"Yes, it should be here. However, Ling'er, you don't have to worry too much. After all, I don't know whether that is my grandfather. Besides, I came here to make up for the debt I owed you over the past four years.
This time, our main purpose is to play, and the second is to find that feeling."
Listening to Cang Ye's words, Yu Ling smiled sweetly. Who doesn't want to be with his beloved every day?
Now that he has arrived here, Cang Ye is not in a hurry. The reason why he was able to capture that trace of aura at that time was because of various blessings that reached the limit and his strength expanded unprecedentedly. Now if he wants to pursue that kind of information, he can only wait for that trace of aura.
It is possible that the throbbing reappears.
Who knows how often a situation like that will happen. Now that we’re here, let’s have fun!
"Ling'er, look over there." Cang Ye said, raising his hand and pointing towards the place where a group of people gathered.
Following the guidance of Cang Ye's fingers, Yu Ling also saw where there were more and more people.
"Brother Ye, take me over and have a look, I want to take a look!"
She shouted excitedly. After all, she is just a girl. And Cang Ye, with her soul from the previous life, is probably over thirty years old. Therefore, she must be a little more mature than Yu Ling.
He smiled and nodded. He gently pulled Yu Ling's arm, and with mysterious steps, he crossed the crowd in an instant and came to the front where everyone was watching. What was strange was that when he saw the sudden appearance of the two people, he
No one feels wrong.
Perhaps to other warriors, these are very mysterious things. But to Cang Ye, these are just trivial matters.
Yu Ling on the side, this talented girl second only to Cang Ye in Qingxia's history, was looking at Cang Ye with admiration. This made him feel swayed again unconsciously...
When he came to the front row and looked at the scene in front of him, Cang Ye was stunned for a while. Originally, in his expectation, there should be some kind of show being performed here. Otherwise, how could it attract so many people to watch? But
At first glance, it seems to be different from what I imagined!
At the front of the crowd is a huge table, and on the table are placed many pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Above the desk, a banner hangs high, which reads, "A thousand pieces of gold is a gift, and literature is a guide."
This seems to be recruiting a private school teacher!
"Brother Ye, are you looking for the teacher?"
In terms of strength, even Yu Ling can't catch up with him. But in terms of these ordinary insights, I'm afraid Cang Ye can't catch up with Yu Ling no matter what.
Hearing Yu Ling's words, Cang Ye nodded. It seemed that he had guessed correctly.
In his previous life, although he majored in martial arts, in order to be able to study those ancient martial arts, he studied a lot of ancient culture. Although he cannot be said to be a great man, but compared with the so-called poetry and songs in this world, Cang Ye
Self-confidence no longer belongs to anyone in this world. After all, martial arts is still the main theme here. In the original world, Wen Zhidao was promoted by many super strong people. Therefore, although there was not much time for development there, in terms of quality, it was
How come this world cannot compare.
"This old man, I don't know why he is looking for a teacher but he has to stage a big show here?"
He looked left and right, but he never saw the test questions there. Cang Ye couldn't help but ask a middle-aged man next to him.
Maybe it was because he saw Cang Ye's extraordinary temperament, or maybe he was shocked by such a beautiful girl like Yu Ling. This man, who was obviously dressed as a civilian, spoke in a respectful manner.
"Brother, the person who recruited the literary master this time was the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. The Prime Minister's child was not naturally fond of martial arts, so the Prime Minister followed her and planned to find a good husband for her. Originally, he planned to recruit her directly from
Taishuyuan invites a great scholar. But the eldest lady doesn’t seem to like this. She said that there have been martial arts competitions since ancient times to recruit brides, so she also wants to have a literary competition to recruit teachers..."
Hearing this person's words, Cang Ye suddenly became speechless. Such a girl is really a bit different.
"Then how do we compare this time?"
After hearing Cang Ye's inquiry, this man seemed to have found a good person to talk to, and he was eloquent. It was not until a few sticks of incense that Cang Ye gradually learned the method of the competition from him.
In fact, the competition is very simple. In this world, poetry and songs are also admired. So, these are the four things that are being compared!
As long as you can win the first place in any of these four things, you can become the teacher of the prime minister's daughter and receive a salary of a thousand gold. Of course, if you can really win the first place in the four things by yourself, then fine. The teachers of poetry, poetry and poetry will all
It’s you. Your annual salary has become four thousand gold!
Cang Ye really has no interest in these worldly money. And he doesn't even think about the title of the so-called chief literary master of the Prime Minister's Office. However, he is somewhat interested in the literary master here.
Anyway, I came here to play, and I have to stay here for a while, so I can show off my literary talent a little bit and become a teacher! It’s just like experiencing life. Besides, in this Qingxia territory,
There won't be any danger anyway.
You know, in the whole world, there may be many people who can defeat him. But there are only a handful of people who can kill him. Moreover, in this Qingxia territory, such existence is on his side.
. Therefore, Cang Ye is not worried at all about his own safety.
However, don't worry, don't worry. But Cang Ye doesn't want to be too public. After all, he still has Yu Ling with him.
With Tian Ling's high-level cultivation and divine weapons, Yu Ling is comparable to a mid-level spiritual master. In such a mid-level empire, even if you can't make a prince or worship the king, you can still be powerful. However, Cang Ye is now
He finally understood. This world is not as simple as he thought.
Back then, in the Mengluo Empire, wasn't there a terrifying emperor who was comparable to the five most powerful ones at that time? This emperor had been successful for such a long time, and Cang Ye would never believe it if he didn't cultivate a king.
But in the entire Mengluo Empire, there are no powerful masters on the surface. What's the reason? It's just hidden.
The Yantian Empire, which is also one of the seven ancient superior empires, only has a pitiful junior grandmaster guarding the imperial capital. If the empire really only had this little strength, I am afraid it would have been destroyed countless times. More
What's more, the Summer Empire is still known as one of the top five super empires!
Therefore, Cang Ye does not dare to underestimate the strength of these empires now. Even if it belongs to the second-rate Tonghai Empire, although on the surface, there is only one poor grandmaster who belongs to them, but who knows that there is still something hidden in that corner?
What about a supreme being?
"Ling'er, do you want Brother Ye to show you something?"
Smiling slightly, he said softly to Yu Ling beside him. Cang Ye really wanted to give it a try now.
"Okay, okay! Brother Ye was so talented in literature back then. After so many years, I really miss the days when Brother Ye would recite poems to me!"
The days Yu Ling was talking about were the period when he had just entered Qingxia Mountain and had not yet entered Xuanmu Peak. At that time, when he first met Yu Ling, Cang Ye, who was already over 20 years old in his heart, had a crush on this cute little sister.
I love you from the bottom of my heart, although it is not the feeling between a man and a woman, but the love is real.
At that time, Yu Ling also liked poetry and songs very much, so Cang Ye would read to her some classic ancient poems from the previous world when she had nothing to do.
Hearing Yu Ling's words, Cang Ye patted her head lovingly. Those days, although she did not have high strength and required constant hard work, were the most relaxing days that Cang Ye had ever lived. That kind of heart
The relaxation in the world no longer belongs to him since the moment he became famous. Whenever he is tired, he will always dig out those precious memories and recall them occasionally. It can also relax his complicated mind.
.And those memories are his most precious pure land.
Taking Yu Ling, he took a step forward and walked towards the huge table.
The people around him were slightly confused when they saw this handsome young man leading a beautiful lady to the literary platform.
There is no one who came here to participate in the competition who is not an old man in his fifties. Learning is no better than others. No matter how talented you are, it takes time to accumulate! Therefore, they have never thought about how many people are participating in the competition.
They kept watching them until Cang Ye came to the literary platform and actually picked up the pen. Only then did these people realize what they were doing. Various voices kept coming to mind, but most of them were ridiculing words.
He didn't care about these so-called ridicules. Regardless of his martial arts, Cang Ye was far beyond them. To him, these people were really just like ants, and Cang Ye only regarded the ants' ridicule as a joke.
"Sir, are you here to take part in the competition?"
Finally, a person who looked like a servant of the Prime Minister's Palace came over. Perhaps because he saw that Cang Ye and the two were really good-looking and well-dressed, there was no excessive expression in his tone, just a slight hint of tinge.
With a hint of doubt.
"What? Are there any restrictions on participating in this competition?"
"You misunderstood, there are absolutely no restrictions, but, but..." He looked at the gray-haired old men around him with a troubled expression. Needless to say, Cang Ye also understood.
"I'm not here to be embarrassed."
He didn't explain much, he just said this and turned his head.
The servant shook his head helplessly. He came here just to fulfill his obligations. Since others have confidence, why should he come out to make others feel resentful.
Finally, the servant retreated and returned to his original position, but his eyes never left Cang Ye. It seemed that he wanted to see how the so-called "not to embarrass" was done.
Not caring what those people thought, Cang Ye walked up to the desk and opened the paper attached to it.
The content of the poetry test is immediately apparent to my eyes.
Examination questions compiled with some complicated words are a kind of test in themselves. Those writers who pretend to be just words may not know the content of the test at all.
After reading it for a while, Cang Ye just smiled softly. He picked up the long pen on the desk and started swiping it. It seemed that he didn't even think about it. In just a short time, a poem that fit the exam questions came out.