Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 12
Lin Jialiang naturally wanted to know what Lin Su wrote in the two colorful poems.

Lin Su wrote down these two poems, and Lin Jialiang read them word by word countless times, full of emotions, colorful poems, so wonderful...

He changed the subject and asked another question, besides these two, has the third brother written another song?He looked at Lin Su with deep meaning in his eyes...

Lin Su immediately understood: "On behalf of my second brother, I wrote a song for my sister-in-law."

You... Lin Jialiang's eyes puffed up: "Sure enough! I said that as soon as Yulou came, I asked you to bring her a poem... what was it about?"

"By the way, Jiang Chao and Haiwen, how is your love and my heart? Hatred is not as good as Chao Youxin. When you miss each other, you feel that the sea is not deep." Lin Su added a sentence after reading the poem: "Second brother, don't be with me. Sister-in-law said it was missed..."

Lin Jialiang pondered for a long time, and sighed long, hating each other is not as good as Chao Youxin, lovesickness begins to feel that the sea is not deep, such a wonderful poem should also be a colorful poem!The talent of the third brother is really...

After shaking his head lightly, Lin Jialiang said: "The Lin family is overjoyed today, let's write a letter to elder brother. Elder brother is always worried about the situation at home, so he should be reassured!"

Lin Jialiang picked up the precious brush and wrote a letter to his family on a piece of precious paper. He wrote thousands of characters eloquently.

The pen is put away, the paper is taken up, and it turns into a flying goose and flies to the south.

Swan geese pass on books, this is the method of scholars.

Have Wengen, strengthen your body, and have a clear mind.

And when you enter the literary world, you can use some of the most superficial literary powers, such as the swan geese passing on books.Unlike "Guo Qi Wen", Hongyan's passing on the book does not consume much literary energy. Even if the second child is still ill at the moment, Hongyan's passing on the book can still be done.

"Brother is fighting far away in the south, and I can feel at ease when I receive this letter from home!" Lin Jialiang said: "Third brother, you have already stepped into the door of literature and Taoism, and you should go further. Starting today, read it with peace of mind. This year's rural examination There are only two months left, let’s not talk about it, and the township examination three years later must be a hit.”

Wen Dao is extremely difficult.

Lin Su's Wengen didn't go through the formal process, he got a gift from a sage in exchange for a poem.

But such a good thing cannot be repeated in the future. Later, the literary world, Wenshan, and Wenxin all had to go through the formal process, that is, the provincial examination, the general examination, and the palace examination.

Therefore, Lin Jialiang, the second brother, temporarily played the role of the elder brother when his father died and the elder brother was away, and made a life plan for his brother.

Lin Su raised his head: "Didn't you say...the township examination hasn't been held this year?"

Lin Jialiang shook his head: "This year? There are only less than two months left for this year's rural examination. In such a short time, it is too late..."

The township examination is held once every three years. The content of the examination is really all-encompassing. All the histories of the philosophers will be involved. To understand these classics, a normal person will not be able to understand them in a lifetime. People with Wengen are talented and intelligent, and it takes more than ten years of hard work. It is possible to pass the country test.

Even if the third younger brother is talented in poetry, it won't work. The content of the provincial examination is not just poetry. Poetry depends on inspiration and talent. The content of the provincial examination is the accumulation of knowledge.

Lin Su scratched his head: "Second brother, tell me what you will be tested in the township examination..."

Lin Jialiang passed the provincial examination. He was a high school scholar with a No. 7 grade back then. He was interested in the topic of the rural examination and soon entered a certain role. What role?Seniors and mentors...

The classics listed by the second brother are actually "The Analects", "Shangshu", "Tao Te Ching"...

Lin Su's eyes sparkled when he heard this. To be honest, he had never read these compulsory subjects before. People who read modern books, who read this?But now, he has read them all. If you want to ask him how he reads, how he reads with his hands-with the touch of a finger, all the profound classics are engraved in his mind, which is better than that of others who have read them at night for decades. I will ask Do you want someone to live?
……

The southern frontier is full of blood!
A tragic battle is coming to an end, there are thousands of corpses lying on the ground, and the final sound of fighting is still on the west hillside.

More than a hundred people were trapped on the hillside, their spears were thrown out, and they were frantically assassinated.

Their opponents were unusually tall and had scales on their bodies. The spears pierced them, and green blood flowed out.

They are not humans, but demons!

There are 800 demons and more than 300 huge monster mounts, full of momentum, and more than a hundred human races, like a small boat in a frenzy, will capsize at any time.

A young general yelled: "Brothers, Dingnan Tiewei, one against ten, bloody battle to the end, will win!"

"Definitely!"

"Definitely!"

Amidst the roar, more than a hundred people with spears and swords swept across the sky with murderous aura. The demons were beheaded as soon as they rushed up the hillside, and the monsters turned into flesh under their spears and swords. After a round of attack, they repelled again. Out of more than a hundred people, more than ten people died, and more than thirty people and twenty monsters from the demon clan also died.

The young general propped his long sword on the ground, and the strong wind swept through him, and he stood upright on the ground!He is the eldest son of the Lin family, Lin Ying.

Seventeen charges in one day.

With the power of [-] iron guards, he forcibly killed two thousand demon soldiers. At this moment, his strength was exhausted, and his true energy was close to oil and lamps, but he could not show any fatigue, because he knew that the people around him People are the only force left by the Lin family. If he collapses, the entire team will collapse. Once the team collapses, they will die!
The force of the Dingnanhou Mansion will be completely wiped out.

The banner of the demon clan on the opposite side was raised, all the monsters were positioned, and the demon soldiers roared to the sky...

A new round of attack is coming, and the whole army is pressing on, desperate...

"This attack will surely destroy everything!" A general next to him sighed lightly: "The Hou family has a heavy burden, I don't know if the second son can pick it up!"

Lin Ying raised his eyes and looked to the north, where clouds piled up, thousands of miles across the border, and the bloody setting sun.

Second brother!

My brother is going too, but it's a pity that I can't leave a letter from home.

The father was killed, and the eight hundred death guards will all die in battle today. Only you are left, and the lineage of the Lin family is left to you!

Suddenly, there was a stream of light in the air, and a swan goose passed through the air, landed in Lin Ying's hands, and turned into a piece of paper shimmering with golden light...

"Second brother's letter from home!"

Lin Ying was extremely excited. At the last moment of his life, he could actually receive a letter from his family. This may be the greatest comfort in this life.

The eyes of the people around were also flickering, three points excited, but seven points scared.

Because they are all soldiers of the Lin family, they care about the master's family, and they also know that the master's family is falling into an unprecedented predicament. Under such circumstances, it is impossible to have any good news.

But don't let the second young master have an accident, even if the mistress dies, it's nothing compared to the second young master's accident...

Lin Ying's expression changed drastically, from worry at the beginning, to surprise, then to overjoyed, and finally he burst out laughing...

More than a hundred people don't understand.

"The third brother turned out to be born, two colorful poems in one day! He was bestowed with Wengen by the saints, haha..." Lin Ying laughed wildly: "Let me recite my brother's peerless poems and step on the battlefield. No regrets, even death is an honor!"

"It's so expensive that people come and don't come free,

Long Xiang and Feng Zhu are in a difficult situation..."

The high-pitched chant pierced through the boundless blood curtain, and the entire battlefield seemed to be driven.

"The house is full of flowers and drunk with three thousand guests..."

As soon as this sentence was recited, countless phantoms suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and they were the seven hundred death guards who had already died in battle.

"One Sword Frost Cold Forty States!"

As soon as all the blood was absorbed, it turned into a giant sword that shook the sky...

The magic army on the opposite side was taken aback: "War poetry? This is impossible..."

The sky-shaking long sword fell in the air, the leader of the demon army let out a scream, and the fragments of the giant sword shot at more than a hundred people on the hillside, and the swords in their hands suddenly brightened at the same time.At this moment, their strength seemed to have returned all of a sudden, back to the peak state, and their courage and vigor increased tenfold.

kill!

With a loud roar, more than a hundred people flew out and killed the demon army.

In the first face-to-face meeting, hundreds of people from the magic army were killed...

"Gujiao Jie Tianjia is cold,

The sea and the mountains are swayed by the wind in autumn.

The southeast will always be a golden pillar of heaven,
Who is envious of thousands of households at that time! "

With the last word out, the long sword in Lin Ying's hand rolled across, the banner of the magic army was divided into two pieces, and a general under the banner was also divided into two pieces.

At the same time, the holy light of this family letter was also dissipated in Lin Ying's hands, and it returned to its original appearance.

More than a hundred people collapsed at the same time, and their spirits seemed to disappear with the disappearance of the holy light.

The phantoms of all the heroes and heroes disappeared simultaneously.

Long time, long time.

Lin Zheng let out a long breath, and murmured, "War poetry! The third brother's poem is actually a war poem."

War poems are rare, why?Because war poems, as the name suggests, are written for the battlefield. In the general environment where the whole society values ​​literature over military, which top literati is willing to write poems for lowly warriors?
That's self-defeating.

Therefore, there are very few war poems. There are only a dozen war poems in existence, and each capital has been brought to the extreme by the military.

It can be said that the first thing every soldier does when he enlists in the army is to recite poems.

Although the application rate is very high, the effect is not particularly good, why?The level of battle poems is not high. The current highest level of war poems is "Treading the River", a poem of five colors, which is suitable for water battles, but not for land battles.

Lin Su's poem is suitable for all battlefields, and it is also a colorful poem.

Plus the name given by the saint!
The power is extraordinary.

Only relying on this can not achieve the miraculous effect today. There is another case that maximizes the effect of this poem, and that is the extraordinary relationship between Lin Ying and this poem.

This poem was written by his own brother, and it incorporates the will of the Lin family.

How terrifying is it that the undead of the Lin family can be recalled?
……

Lin's house, the sun is setting.

Yulou had already returned, and seeing her radiant face, Lin Jialiang got out of bed as if by a miracle.

Yulou brought a few cups of tea, and the two brothers sat in the study and talked about the taboos of the provincial examination. At this moment, Lin Jialiang could no longer look sick.

Suddenly, Lin Su was slightly shocked.

"What's wrong?" Lin Jialiang stopped teaching.

Lin Su had a very strange expression on his face: "There is a strange thing...my Wugen seems to be activated."

"How is it possible? You are delusional..." Those who learn martial arts can produce martial arts roots by laying down the most perfect martial arts foundation. However, the third brother has been unable to practice martial arts since he was a child. How to lay the perfect martial arts foundation?The most important reason why his father sent him to the Taoist school that day was that the third brother had neither cultural roots nor martial roots, so he had to try his luck at the Taoist school.

Unexpectedly, this time he came back, he got the holy gift of Wengen, and the excitement has not passed, he actually said that Wugen was activated.

is it possible?

is it possible?Lin Su himself wondered, there was really a strange root awakened in his dantian, and once awakened, it connected with the Qi and blood of the whole body, as if breathing together, this is exactly the characteristic of Wu Gen he knew.

What makes Lin Su even more incomprehensible is that this martial root is clearly related to the dead tree in his brain, an invisible thread connects from the dantian to the brain, and then connects to the dead branch in the middle. The branch seems to be alive, but there are no leaves on this dead branch.

There is a dead tree in the brain, three dead branches, Wengen is activated, one dead branch is alive, martial root is activated, and another dead branch is alive, what does that mean?
Lin Jialiang's circle stopped, and he locked onto Lin Su firmly: "Third Brother, is this poem of yours a war poem?"

"Zhanshi? Maybe it is!" Lin Su was surprised, what happened to Zhanshi?What do you say?
Lin Jialiang was extremely excited.

There are two ways to activate Wugen, one is to practice martial arts hard to lay a perfect foundation, and the other is to write war poems, which increase the combat power of fighters and feed back to the original creator.

ah?And this kind of cheating?

If I write a hundred battle poems, won't all the battles in the world be fought for me?

Lin Su's imagination was running wild, and he had the desire to write... oh, no, to copy poems...

But right now, he has a question to answer: "Second Brother, have you ever heard of the eight-character edict 'Three Ways in One, Breaking Calamity and Prospering'?"

Lin Jialiang was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly...

"Three Taos unite, break the catastrophe and prosper" This eight-character greeting was what my father asked the Buddhist eminent monk that day, but now it has been proved that this greeting is not accurate, because the three sons of the Lin family distributed the three Taos, and they did not break through in the end. The Lin family was in disaster.

And this eminent monk is not an eminent monk, he cheated in Haining more than a month ago, was arrested and beaten, and all the money he cheated was refunded before he was released...

After some reading, Lin Su seemed to have listened to it, but he didn't seem to have heard it at all. Another thought came to his mind...

"Three paths unite, break the catastrophe and prosper", this three paths unite, does it really mean that the three sons of the Lin family belong to the three paths?

Could it mean that one person unites three ways?

There is a dead tree in his brain, with three sections of dead branches, two of which correspond to the two Taos of civil and military, and the third section is currently dead. Could it be the root of the Tao that he has never touched?
(End of this chapter)