Great Blue Night Watchman

Most people’s understanding of the Bible comes from their teachers, so teachers have an extremely respected position in this society.

But Lin Jialiang didn't fit. His ancestors had been military commanders for eight generations, and he didn't get along well with literati. High-level literati were used to being arrogant, and they were not willing to associate with vulgar warriors. Therefore, he did not have a good teacher. His teacher was just the master of the Hou Mansion. , just an old scholar who failed to pass the Jinshi exam three times in a row.

His teacher himself was obsessed with the Commentary on the Holy Word. How can you expect the students he taught to have any great insights into the Holy Word?

There is no good teacher, so Lin Jialiang is more concerned with his own thinking. He is now a candidate for education, and he is on the same level as his former teacher. From his current perspective, he can also find that his teacher's previous teachings were full of mistakes. .

Of course, he has another way, which is to integrate into a high-end circle, and through scripture discussions among friends, he can understand the holy scriptures that he usually does not understand.

For students who have passed the examination, gathering to discuss poetry is their official occupation.

For students who are preparing to take the palace examination, the main job is to annotate scriptures.

But now, this road seems to be dead, because when Lin Su soared to the sky, he also earned the nickname "the troublemaker in the literary world", and not many literati were willing to play with him.

Now, as he and his third brother were about to take the imperial examination, he told Lin Su about this difficult problem.

Lin Su smiled: "Second brother, don't worry. The old fortune-telling Taoist priests have said that you will be the pillar of my family's literary and moral education. You will definitely pass the imperial examination."

Lin Jialiang punched him on the shoulder: "The Taoist priest also said that you are going to have good luck, haven't you always refused to admit it?"

Hahahaha, the two brothers laughed.

Lin Su said goodbye and went out, and met Xiaoxue on the road. Xiaoxue took a few steps to meet him when she saw him, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing...

"Xiaoxue, come in!" Lin Su called her.

Xiaoxue entered the study: "Sir, what can I do?"

"I want to write something, please help me sharpen the ink."

This is why Lin Su doesn't like to use ordinary brushes, because ordinary brushes require grinding ink, and the process of grinding ink is very troublesome. The inkstone is only that big, and it is filled with ink, which is only enough for him to write a thousand words. , at his speed, it takes only a moment to do it, and after doing it, it has to be polished. This is a very painful thing for the literati. , there will be a reading companion girl beside him, who will concentrate on sharpening the ink beside the young master while he is writing.

This is the legendary Hongxiu Tianxiang.

In the past, Lin Su basically didn't need to accompany the reading girl because he was accustomed to using a treasure pen. The treasure pen was filled with ink made from the blood of spiritual beasts. It could not be used continuously for a year or two. Although the price was a bit expensive, Lin Su Never cared.

But today's situation is a bit special. He can't write with a precious pen.

Why? Because what he has to do today is very sensitive, he has to annotate the holy scriptures.

Theoretically, if he only used precious pens instead of precious paper, his annotations would not be known to the Holy Temple, but the matter was so important that he still had to avoid unnecessary trouble. It was safest to use ordinary paper, pen and ink.

"Analects of Confucius" flowed out from his pen like water. In the blink of an eye, one piece of paper was filled, and in the blink of an eye, there was another. In about half an hour, ten pieces of paper were filled with thousands of words of "Analects of Confucius".

Xiaoxue sharpened the inkstone for the second time. Although she didn't understand what the young master was writing, her heartbeat still accelerated because she knew that whenever the young master wrote seriously, he would definitely be earth-shattering. Today, the young master's seriousness was unprecedented.

It took Lin Su half an hour to complete the "Analects of Confucius" with tens of thousands of words.

Next, there was "Shang Shu", which took twenty minutes.

Following the "Tao Te Ching", it took half an hour.

then……

From before noon until sunset, Lin Su wrote for seven hours.

All the annotations on the thirteen most common sacred scriptures in scientific examinations have been completed.

There are more than two hundred pieces of paper, each with thousands of words written on them.

Seven hours and 200,000 words are unimaginable for ordinary people. Even in modern society, it is impossible to achieve, but he achieved it.

Just looking at the quantity is appalling, but if you look at the content, then...

Lin Subi put down the pen and took a long breath: "Xiaoxue, bring some food over here, you can get off work."

As soon as his voice fell, Lin Jialiang appeared at the door with a tray. Xiaoxue and Lin Su were both surprised. The second brother brought the food himself?

Lin Jialiang said: "My mother is extremely pleased that my third brother is working so hard. She has to deliver food to me in person. Haha, I took away her job... Third brother, what did you write?"

"Second brother, have you eaten? Come and eat with me. After eating, we will talk."

The two brothers were having dinner in the study. Xiaoxue came out of the study and rubbed her sore wrists. Sister Chen came over and said, Xiaoxue, what are you writing, Master? Is it writing lyrics?

Xiaoxue shook her head: "Of course not. How could it take you so long to write lyrics? Sister Chen, are you also interested in lyrics?"

"Are you laughing at me? I don't have much literary talent in my body, so how can I understand words? It was Luyi who was restless and looking forward to it... Madam is also looking forward to it."

"It's definitely not lyrics or poetry. The young master wrote a whole two hundred pages. It's so dense that I don't know what it is..."

More than two hundred pages?

Oh my god, if I were to write lyrics, how much would I have to write? Young Master, you are wasting people's feelings. Sister Chen is a little disappointed...

In the study, after the meal was finished, Lin Su pointed to the manuscript next to her and motioned to her second brother to take a look.

Lin Jialiang picked up the first page and was shocked: "Analects of Confucius?"

"Don't make any noise, just watch it by yourself, it's quite taboo..."

Lin Jialiang picked up "Analects of Confucius" and read it slowly. His heart beat wildly when he saw it. Every sentence of the Analects of Confucius was translated by his third brother in popular language. The words were smooth and understandable. He could understand it at a glance. He only read three lines. He was shocked.

Keep reading, the more you read, the harder it is to let go. The usually obscure holy words in the holy way are perfectly answered in the writings of the third brother. Every word, every word, every sentence is all in line with the holy way. He is like a head. Entering the most sacred hall, completely forgetting where you are.

Lin Su exited the room, returned to the west courtyard, took a shower and went to bed.

At midnight, he got up again and went to Nanhu to practice flying knives to take away the heat brought by the demon pill.

Early the next morning, he came to the study and saw his second brother through the window. The second brother was sitting in front of the window reading. Did he read all night?

Mother turned around from the courtyard door: "Sanlang, what's wrong with your second brother? He doesn't even respond when you call him."

"Don't worry, mother, he is preparing for the imperial examination."

"It's good to prepare for the imperial examination, but you also have to take care of your body. It's impossible to stay up all night."

"Okay, let me talk to him!"

Lin Su pushed open the study door. The second brother jumped up suddenly and suppressed the manuscript in his hand like lightning. Seeing that it was Lin Su, he pulled Lin Su over, closed the study door again, and lowered it. Voice: "Third brother, your... your annotations are really incredible, incredible. I only read it for one night, and suddenly I felt that many of the mysteries that I had struggled with for many years were solved, and I became completely enlightened!"

"How many have you seen?"

"Half a volume of The Analects of Confucius!"

"Then you have to pay attention to the balance between work and rest. Eat and sleep first, and then continue watching."

"I'll finish reading the Analects first. Third brother, I absolutely can't sleep now, even to the death..."

"Mom is watching. You must work and rest on time. Otherwise, your body will be exhausted. Mom can't spare me. Besides, you have a lot to read, which is far from just a book of Analects. According to your progress, at least It took ten days and a half to finish reading it.”

"A lot? What do you mean?"

"I bet you haven't even turned to the bottom yet..." Lin Su patted the more than two hundred pages of manuscripts and said, "There are also annotations on thirteen sacred scriptures such as "Shang Shu", "Spring and Autumn", and "Tao Te Ching" .”

Lin Jialiang's eyes widened and he stared at Lin Su for a long time.

After a long while, he let out a long breath: "Third brother, sometimes I really doubt whether you are the reincarnation of a saint..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? My mother told me that I am the favorite of all the ancestors of the Lin family. I used the Lin family's two hundred years of military exploits to open up my spiritual intelligence..."

"Thank you all the saints, thank you all the ancestors!" Lin Jialiang bowed deeply: "Third brother, I will do as you say. I will hide these manuscripts and read them slowly. With these, I am confident for the palace examination! "

"We have made an agreement for a long time. After the palace examination next year, we will go to the south as a double Jinshi!"

"Okay, a double Jinshi, brothers will go to the south!" The two hugged each other tightly, Lin Jialiang packed up the manuscripts and returned to his study. The next time will be a moment to witness a miracle.

Ten days have passed.

Lin Jialiang stayed in his study and studied day and night without leaving the house. It looked like he was studying hard to the fullest, but his face was glowing, so how could there be any hint of "hardship" in it? It’s clear that the fun is endless.

Lin Su was very relaxed these days. She took Xiaoyao out on the streets every day, filling Xiaoyao's little mouth with various snacks and making the girl gain weight.

After coming back, Xiao Tao will go to the west courtyard to learn arithmetic from him. It must be admitted that Xiao Tao's basic skills are still a bit poor. Until now, multiplying two digits by two digits is still her limit, and she can't get into division. With her List a division equation, and when it comes to not being able to divide it and need to borrow a digit from above, she will open her big "Kazi Lauder" eyes and ask from her soul: "What if the other person doesn't want to borrow it?"

Surprisingly, another person started from scratch in arithmetic and made rapid progress.

This man is in green.

Lu Yi's injury has healed. According to Lin Su's initial statement, she can do whatever she wants, but she doesn't know what she said to the old lady. The old lady directly made the decision and kept her here specifically for the Third Young Master. Tidy up the study and tidy up the bedroom.

After leaving, Lu Yi played chess and played music with Lin Su in the yard. By chance, Xiao Tao came in to ask for advice on arithmetic problems, and Lin Su answered them on the spot. When people asked and answered questions, Lu Yi was immediately confused. She had never been a fool. Why couldn't she understand their questions about arithmetic?

She directly asked Lin Su for advice, and Lin Su told her frankly. As a result, the magical door of arithmetic opened, and a very smart female student was born.

Lu Yi's talent was far beyond Xiao Tao's ability. Xiao Tao memorized the multiplication table for three days and three nights, and it only took her a quarter of an hour.

Xiao Tao couldn't enter the door until now, so she entered first.

This made Lin Su reluctant to teach her. He was worried that his mathematics knowledge would not survive next year in front of a monster like her.

He regarded Lu Yi as a monster, but little did he know that in Lu Yi's mind, the young man in front of him was the real monster.

Lu Yi learned too much about him during this period. He invented Baiyunbian, the top-notch fairy wine popular among Huichang's celebrity circles, using sweet rice grown by locals as fertilizer.

The bathroom in the yard that takes the imagination to the extreme was invented by him.

Colorful poems that others would never be able to write in a lifetime of hard work are taken for granted in his hands. So far, he has written nearly twenty poems and lyrics, all of which are colorful poems. No, there is also one that will be an eternal legend. !

The worst poem among them is also a colorful poem, and the only colorful poem is also abusive!

The poems that curse people are full of curses.

The letters of divorce were written in golden letters.

Who would have thought that he was a master of arithmetic that had never been seen before in this world!

This man is full of enigmas.

All are monsters.

She longed to get closer to him, but she was also a little afraid. What she was afraid of was that she was worried that she would really get lost in his big maze and forget her own way...

Lin Su still went to Nanhu to practice flying knives at midnight every night. After ten days, his flying knives entered a new realm. With the flying knives in his hands, they seemed to have become a part of his body. He could do whatever he wanted and gradually took on life. generally.

But another thing confused him.

That is, his infuriating energy is still increasing slowly, and it can even be said that there is no progress.

After ten days of extreme training, the demon pill clearly continued to inject powerful energy into him, but he did not enjoy the energy. It seemed that something had swallowed up the energy.

This is not a good phenomenon.

According to this training speed, not to mention the ninth transformation of his martial arts, even the second transformation is far away.

He urgently needs to find someone to ask, what is going on? The most ideal person is of course An Ye, but Ding Hai came back with news that An Ye did not go to the headquarters and his whereabouts are unknown.

Another person has news, Baoshan!

Baoshan did go to the Holy Land of the Monster Clan for his business some time ago, and he did travel in all directions for him. Lin Su's poem that was passed down from generation to generation let him know that Lin Su was safe.

The old guy's mission was lifted and he relaxed. After leaving the Holy Land of the Demon Clan, he actually went to Nanchu. He wanted to discuss the matter of Kaiwen Road with the Nanchu layman. He sent a message to Lin Su, saying that you, the best Baiyun Get ready, get drunk with me when I come back, and also prepare a good poem. Maybe you have some inspiration from Wenlu, and I need your good poem to help you...

It turns out that stressed cuddlers are cuter.

Holding a mountain without pressure is not very reliable.

It was also during this time that a big event happened in Huichang City.

When the Li family in the capital was excitedly preparing to harvest, the Lin family company showed off ten thousand pieces of five-foot cloth and successfully completed the task according to the agreement. Not only did it not go bankrupt, the payment received from the Li family in the capital also increased five times (according to the agreement: One piece of five-foot-long cloth is worth five three-foot pieces of small cloth).