Chapter 10 Joining the Cabinet
Baili Old Man waved his sleeves, and two white scrolls floated up, and they glowed with white light at the same time, reflecting each other!
The old man held the white scroll in his hand and looked back and forth. He really couldn't put it down: "Qin family boy, I underestimated you."
"Ha." Qin Feng sneered and cherished his words like gold, showing his noble demeanor. This feeling of being looked down upon and then slapped in the face was so satisfying! Even though the price was a bit high, he still hasn't recovered yet.
But what happened just now? He obviously just wanted to write the second line, but there was a strong resistance hindering him. If it weren't for the support of Shenhai Chinese Qi, he might not be able to write a word at all!
Cang Feilan looked at the lower couplet in the old man's hand, her light blue eyes seemed to be shining, she was obviously very happy, but she said something that she didn't mean: "Not bad, but if you give me more time, I can do it." come up with."
Qin Feng, the strong girl in life, twitched the corner of his mouth and refused to comment.
"This couplet is good, but it's a pity that the word in the second couplet is really ugly." Baili old man sighed.
You know what the hell, my name is Kuangcao. Qin Feng's face turned red and he was still defending himself in his heart.
Calligraphy is about characteristics, and different people have different opinions.
Yes, it is like that
"According to the previous agreement, you two can go in together." Old Man Baili coughed dryly, naturally rolled up the lower couplet, and wanted to put it in his arms.
At this time, Cang Feilan stretched out her white arm and placed it in front of the old man.
"What to do?" The old man looked wary.
Cang Feilan returned to her previous cold and heroic appearance, and said calmly: "This second line was written by him, why did you put it away and bring it here?"
"You girl, this second couplet is not of much use to you. You have nothing to fight with me for. If you can't do it, how about I give the first couplet to you?"
"I can still distinguish the value of original treasures from imitations."
Qin Feng was puzzled by what he heard. There was no mention of any imitation of the original treasure in the book, but this bad old man wanted his second couplet so much. Could it be that that thing was really some kind of treasure?
"No!" The old man began to cheat, holding the lower couplet of the white scroll in his arms like a protective calf.
"If I remember correctly, your Dragon Beard Pen is almost used up." Cang Feilan narrowed his eyes slightly. Hearing the words, the old man's eyes widened, and then he struggled with his expression. Finally, he reluctantly put the lower couplet in his hands. superior.
Qin Feng saw this scene and Monk Zhanger was confused, but he really didn't expect that Miss Cang would fight for her own things with the arguments of that bad old man who looked unusual at first glance.
It seems that she must have me in her heart, I'm so happy
After his body slowed down a bit, Qin Feng stood up and patted the dust off his body. He was about to reach out to take the second couplet when he saw Cang Feilan put the white scroll of the second couplet into the demon-slaying order at her waist without changing her expression.
The hands hanging in the air looked so embarrassed.
"Forehead"
"What's wrong?"
"Miss Cang, my second couplet."
"Second line, what second line?"
"that is."
"Don't waste your time, let's go in early."
Qin Feng stood frozen on the spot for a moment.
Old Man Baili sneered, lay back on the wicker chair, and waved his fan leisurely. This ending seemed to have been expected by him.
Cang Feilan ignored it and moved first, followed closely by Qin Feng. The two of them stepped into the gate of Tingyuxuan one after the other.
The old man reminded: "You are only allowed to browse the lower three floors."
When Qin Feng heard this, he raised his eyebrows. From the outside, the attic only had three floors. What the old man said was really incomprehensible.
But when he completely stepped into the attic, he couldn't help but be stunned by the sight in front of him. The style of the attic was like a spiral staircase in Western Europe, with each floor showing a circle. The surrounding walls were covered with all kinds of books. There's no way to count the number.
Looking up, the attic that looks small on the outside is actually nine stories high inside!
At the top of the attic, white mist shrouded, making it difficult to see clearly, as if it was the peak of a mountain reaching deep into the clouds!
"How is this possible?" Qin Feng looked in disbelief.
"This object is a treasure. It forms a space of its own. What you see outside is just its appearance." Cang Feilan looked around, with a hint of excitement in her light blue eyes. Under the black square scarf that covered her face, there was still a trace of A small swallowing sound was made.
"I'm going to look around and find some food, you can do whatever you want." Cang Feilan left these words and left.
Looking for something to eat? Is there anything else here besides books?
Qin Feng looked confused and looked at Cang Feilan. The latter had already climbed up the stairs to the second floor.
"That's all, reading is more important. If I can memorize all the books here, even if the literary energy I absorb can't help me log into the ninth rank, it won't be too far off!"
Qin Feng suppressed his excitement and concentrated on his eyes. A golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes. Then he didn't waste a moment and began to quickly read through the books on the first floor.
Beside the gate of Tingyuxuan, the old man Baili crossed his legs and squinted his eyes leisurely. The breeze blew by, blowing the white hair on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly.
Time flies by quietly. When it comes, the sun is still shining in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the sun is already fading.
Qin Feng's movements never stopped, and the books in his hands changed one after another.
"This Ting Yuxuan is really amazing. There are many types of books, and each one is of high quality. The content is detailed and there are many annotations. In an environment like the Daqian Dynasty that worshiped martial arts, it was not easy to collect these. Then What is the identity of the old man?
Why would he stay in such a remote place as Jinyang City? "
When he was puzzled, Qin Feng did not notice that a book on the right side moved automatically and moved to his hand.
After reading the current book, he took it and the book fell into his hand.
"The Book of Chao Wen Jing? The title of the book is quite interesting."
Qin Feng flipped through the book and was about to read it at a glance, but the content on the first page made him stunned on the spot.
"This is actually a book about the Taoist tradition of the sage of literature! "
The first page begins with - All things are inferior except reading!
Qin Feng's eyelids jumped when he saw this. If this was seen by the people of Shenwu or Baigui Daozhe, they would surely tear the book to pieces.
He even speculated that there were almost no books about the Taoist tradition of the sage of literature on the market in Daqian. Could it be because the contents in them were so annoying?
"Most ancient scholars were self-righteous. This phenomenon seems to have not changed much even in Daqian, where Chongwu is respected."
The pages of the book turned quickly, and Qin Feng read with relish, and he also had a deeper understanding of the Taoist tradition of the sage of literature.
Before, he only knew that the ninth level of the sage of literature was to build roots, and the eighth level was to enlighten the mind, but he didn't know what the next level was called, and this "Chao Wen Jing" had corresponding records.
"Seventh level of righteousness, sixth level of hexagram fate"