If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Chapter 7 Poetry, Painting and Coordination

"Squeak!"

The door of the house in the firewood courtyard opened, and Lin Ke came out.

"Not bad!"

In front of Lin Ke, Qi Shangshu's eyes lit up, and he praised: "My eyesight is still good, although it is a little wider, and I will be able to support myself if I eat well and gain weight... um, um, that's right, Half of what I looked like when I was young, okay."

While talking, he pawed Lin Ke to see if the clothes fit.

Lin Ke listened to Qi Shangshu's self-boasting, and grinned: "You are not young, senior still looks handsome now, how can I have half of senior's demeanor, I'm afraid I'm not even half as good."

Qi Shangshu raised his forehead when he heard Lin Ke's praise, and said with a big laugh, "Glib, let's go."

"Okay." Lin Ke touched the clothes on his body, feeling very special in his heart.

Qi Shangshu asked people to cut two clothes for him overnight according to the size he measured.

When Lin Ke got the clothes, he was very touched on the surface, and acted out the emotion that a big Wei and humble concubine should feel when he got this kind of clothes.

Of course, he was really happy in his heart.

"By the way, senior wait for me a moment!" Lin Ke was about to leave when he remembered something and stopped Qi Shangshu.

Qi Shangshu heard Lin Ke's words, and then looked at Lin Ke: "What?"

Lin Ke smiled apologetically, then walked up to the plum tree, first spun around with his arms outstretched, and showed off his new clothes, as if to show someone.

Then he knelt down facing the dirt bag, knocked his head three times, and then got up.

Lin Ke got up and walked up to Qi Shangshu, and said with a smile, "It's fine, Senior Qi."

"That's right." Qi Shangshu nodded, "Then let's go."

Saying that, he waved his hand.

When Lin Ke saw clearly, he saw himself and Qi Shangshu standing on the street.

Although he has already experienced it twice, he still feels that this extraordinary method is really wonderful.

Look back.

Behind it is the gate of the Lin Mansion. On the door is a plaque with an arm's length. The word Lin Fu is written in gilt. The font is block letters, and the shape is correct. Every stroke is just right.

"There's nothing to see, let's go."

Qi Shangshu opened his mouth and said, turning around and striding away on his own.

Lin Ke withdrew his gaze and followed behind him, finally leaving the place where "Lin Ke" had lived for many years.

……

On the way, Lin Ke asked Qi Shangshu some questions from time to time.

"Senior, what should I call you?"

"Just call me Qi Shangshu."

"Oh, then Qi Shangshu, what is the division of the realm of warriors?"

"You will know in the future."

"Qi Shangshu, what state are you in now?"

"Why do you talk so much nonsense, kid?"

"Qi Shangshu..."

The two chatted all the way, looking at the general landscape of the capital.

This capital city is really big, Lin Ke followed Qi Shangshu and walked for more than an hour before arriving.

This level of prosperity is no worse than the capital of the 21st century...

Lin Ke also asked Qi Shangshu why he didn't take him directly to the destination today.

At that time, Qi Shangshu turned around and replied solemnly: "How can the land of the capital be like my own home? Then the important place of this country, isn't the sky full of people flying around?"

Then you still fly before?

Lin Ke was speechless about this double standard.

Then he got lost.

At the beginning, he still remembered how many corners he turned, how many intersections he walked, and how many small alleys he passed through.

But in the end, he couldn't remember how many corners he turned and how many alleys he walked through. He only knew that he had reached his destination.

"Is it here?"

After Qi Shangshu stood still, Lin Ke immediately looked into the nearest alley.

This is a small alley with some shops, but it seems that the business is not very good.

And the outermost alley is a "Goulan".

In this world, Goulan, Wayao, and brothel are three things, which respectively represent performing arts, selling one's body, and selling one's body as well.

What are you doing in front of the Goulan gate?
When Lin Ke caught a glimpse of Qi Shangshu's back, his heart skipped a beat. Could this old man want to...

Qi Shangshu felt Lin Ke's gaze, turned his head, and met Lin Ke's weird eyes, his eyelids twitched, and said aloud: "I said, are you still dreaming without waking up? I have a monthly salary It's not enough for me to drink flower wine, you still want me to treat you to drink flower wine?"

Lin Ke, who was seen through, didn't feel embarrassed, and grinned.

Qi Shangshu turned around and glanced at Lin Ke, ignored him, and walked straight into the alley.

There are few people on this road, obviously much less people than the streets we passed by just now.

And I don't know what kind of blindfold Qi Shangshu used, the people around seemed to be unable to see them, and they passed each other without knowing it.

They walked straight inside without stopping in front of the courtyard door of any shop.

After reaching the innermost part, Qi Shangshu said directly: "That's it, you will live on this Chaoyang Street for the next year, and it's up to you how much you can learn here."

He looked left and right, and added: "Don't look down on people of humble origin, although the people here look like ordinary people, at least they all have their own special skills... Oh, by the way, your life here is supplemented." Solve it yourself!"

"Ah? Why?" Lin Ke asked.

Qi Shangshu's eyes were playful: "Didn't you say 'Whoever realizes a big dream first, I know it all my life'? With such a big tone, I don't need me, an old man, to worry about your eating and drinking."

"That's fine." Hearing Qi Shangshu read the poem describing Zhuge Liang, Lin Ke smiled awkwardly: "Uncle Qi, is there anything else that needs attention?"

Uncle Qi!

There is Qi Shangshu on the left and Qi Shangshu on the right. Where is Uncle Qi close?

If it weren't for his seniority, Lin Ke would have thought of calling him Brother Qi.

Qi Shangshu pointed to the left and right sides of the street and said:
"I have some rules, one: you are not allowed to leave this street, do whatever you want, two: remember, I am just a walker here! I am not a minister! If I reveal my identity, maybe the peace here will be broken ..."

After speaking, Qi Shangshu turned around and said to Lin Ke, "Follow me and take you to your residence."

When he reached the end of the street, Qi Shangshu held his left hand behind his back, raised his hand and pointed to the yard on the right and said, "It's all arranged for you, this is the yard, let me be bold."

Before Lin Ke could speak, he walked towards the courtyard gate.

Lin Ke naturally followed with suspicious eyes.

Qi Shangshu pushed the door open and did not enter, as if he was taken aback by the scene inside.

Because his back was facing Lin Ke, Lin Ke only paused when he saw Qi Shangshu.

But when the door opened, Lin Ke was also stunned.

Is this the so-called arrangement?

After opening the door, the scene inside comes into view.

The yard is overgrown with weeds, and the grass grows as tall as a person. If you don’t mention it, Lin Ke feels that if you plant more trees around the place, you can create a forest park!
He simply asked directly, "Uncle Qi, are you sure this isn't someone else's yard?"

This yard is like a deserted courtyard that hasn't been taken care of for several years.

Qi Shangshu waved his hand and said, "This is my yard. I'm a lowly 'walking husband', and I travel around all the year round. It's reasonable that the yard is a little deserted."

Reasonable shit, well, it's really reasonable... Lin Ke was at a loss for words when he heard that.

To put it simply, a walker is a person who carries bags.

Unloading goods at the wharf, delivering couriers for others, serving as sailors and boatmen on merchant ships, etc., can all be counted as the scope of porters.

However, Lin Ke still moved into the courtyard, stood in the courtyard and inspected the generals, feeling very helpless.

It's too wild!
Looking at Lin Ke's expression, Qi Shangshu didn't show any embarrassment on his face, and said directly: "You will live here, and I will have someone transplant the tree over in the next two days, and you can figure out the rest yourself!"

"Wow!"

"Don't~forget~remember~compare~try~things~"

After finishing speaking, Qi Shangshu's figure had disappeared, but Lin Ke could still hear Qi Shangshu's words echoing in his ears.

Running really fast.

The door was empty, and Lin Ke looked back at the two small rooms behind him.

I have no choice but to clean it myself...

Lin Ke turned around and silently put the package on the stone under the eaves, took out the hatchet from the package, and started weeding.

But Lin Ke bent down to weed and finally found something wrong:
"That's not right, didn't Uncle Qi just say that you can't fly around in the capital city? It's really 6!"

Suddenly a gust of wind came blowing, Lin Ke Dun felt that something was wrong and was about to run away, but a hand had already pressed his shoulder.

"Ah, what, Uncle Qi, didn't you leave?" Lin Ke turned around and smiled.

Then he flew out and landed on the grass, grinning in pain.

But his body is too strong, that is, his butt hurts a little, nothing else.

At his position just now, Qi Shangshu, who had already left, reappeared at his original position and clapped his hands: "It's much more comfortable now."

Then Qi Shangshu said proudly: "I forgot to tell you, the old man discussed it with the old man before coming here, so it is like this, every competition is mixed with civil and military, but there are also differences in direction and topic."

"Direction and topic?" Lin Ke immediately stood up when he heard something important.

"Yes, this time they set the direction, we set the topic!" Qi Shangshu said:

"In terms of writing, there are poems, words, Fu, sayings, debates, discussions, inscriptions, parallel prose, memorials, sacrificial essays, etc. The title, you can decide..."

"In terms of martial arts, there are strength, speed, responsiveness, body coordination, endurance, etc., which can be reflected through topics such as horseback riding, archery, knives, swords, guns, spears, fists, feet, martial arts will, and understanding..."

"Miscellaneous, the direction is piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and other varieties. You can compare things with Buddhism, Taoism and monsters, but this time the direction is set to be painting, and the painting will compare artistic conception, conception, artistry, and imagination."

Saying that, Qi Shangshu stroked his chin and smiled:
"And the direction of this article is poetry. You can set the title in the direction of poetry. You can choose Yongmei, Wing Chun, Night, Mountain, Water, etc. as the title of the poem."

"Wu's direction this time is physical coordination! To compete with someone who has a stronger body, you can choose which subjects to use for the competition, such as archery, horseback riding, and pot throwing."

"The direction of Zali, I have already said, you have to think about the topic..."

Qi Shangshu explained for a while before Lin Ke understood.

Directions and Topics!
It means that civil and military miscellaneous is similar to the three subjects of Chinese, mathematics, and English in the previous life. After the test subjects are determined, the specific direction of the test must be determined.

For example, in the direction of Chinese, there are many kinds of tests such as reading comprehension, reciting poems or words, and composition.

Qi Ye needs to decide on the direction this time, whether to take the composition test or reading.

As for Lin Ke, he wanted to determine, if the reading test was to be taken, whether it would be an expository essay, an argumentative essay, or a narrative essay, and the specific test questions.

After the decision is made, as soon as the three-month period arrives, the competition will begin!
"I see!"

"Poetry, painting, and physical coordination..."

(End of this chapter)