Zhang Wei stood outside Wenju Courtyard and looked around Wenju Courtyard. There was a house next to him. The meaning of climbing the rank is very auspicious. Whether he came to the royal city to participate in the imperial examination or to seek opportunities for Wenju disciples through Wenju School, most of the people who went to Wangcheng to study and seek opportunities for Wenju disciples would choose here. The ranking the rank building was brightly lit, and Zhang Wei went in and ordered a few side dishes and opened a medium-sized room with the word "di". Anyway, He Dongjiang gave a lot of gold and silver in the bag, so Zhang Wei did not care about the price in life.

After having a meal, I asked the waiter about what shops were around and learned about it. Then Zhang Wei came to the nearby Sibaozhai and prepared to buy some stationery such as pens, ink, paper and inkstone. These four treasures of the study are not expensive, so I bought them simply. However, when the shopkeeper sent Zhang Wei out, he looked at the center of the royal city. Zhang Wei was a little strange and also followed the shopkeeper to look at the center of the royal city. The center of the royal city is not a palace, but a building called Tongtian Tower. Tongtian Tower is not only located in the center of the royal city, but also the highest point of the entire royal city. Standing on the Tongtian Tower, you can overlook the entire royal city. Looking at the Tongtian Tower, Zhang Wei thought that maybe the Dubai Building was just like that. Then Zhang Wei took his pens, ink, paper and inkstone back to the wing room in the Dengke Tower.

Three lamps were lit in the house, which made the room very clear. Zhang Wei looked at the large rice paper on the round table, pondered for a long time, picked up the wolf's brush, sucked the ink, and started to write on the rice paper. Halfway through the brush, Zhang Wei shook his head and threw the rice paper on the ground.

It turns out that Zhang Wei can't write calligraphy, and even simple characters are very bad. In the words of Mr. Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei's characters have been bitten by dogs, and every time Zhang Wei's Chinese test composition scores are extremely low, because of his broken words. Moreover, Zhang Wei can't use a brush at all. His technique of writing brushes is the same as usual. He has such a bad foundation and can't hold the pen. I think how uncomfortable he is to write. After writing a lot of rice paper, he throws a lot of rice paper. Zhang Wei feels that his right hand is about to cramp, so he put down his pen and sits on the bed to rest for a while. Suddenly, he thinks that he has never practiced after leaving Haojia Village. His laziness is too heavy, so he practices again.

Once, I sat on the bed to realize the vitality of heaven and earth. Zhang Wei felt for a while that the vitality of heaven and earth in this royal city was thinner than that of Haojia Village. Moreover, he was in the inn, and he was not in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and he was even less in a mood. No matter how unhappy he was, he still had to absorb it. So Zhang Wei continued to feel it. After a long time, Zhang Wei stopped and his spiritual sense investigated himself. He found that the true energy in his body was almost a little more. Compared with the efficiency of practicing in Haojia Village, it was just from heaven and the other underground. At this time, Zhang Wei really thought about Hua Ziyu, and then he thought that He Dongjiang had told himself that his future practice efficiency would slow down, so he didn't think much about it.

This time, Zhang Wei stood up and stood in front of the table, recalling the content he was about to write again, and he felt that it was ugly. He had written so many essays back then, but he never saw that the teacher gave him zero points in his dog crawling words!

This time, Zhang Wei picked up the pen in one go, which was so smooth. But looking at the words on the rice paper, it was even more terrible. It seemed like a thing that was not good-looking was pressed by the train a hundred times and a hundred times. But Zhang Wei felt very satisfied. Thinking of this thing tomorrow, he was a little proud in his heart.

The next day, after Zhang Wei got up, he looked at the "Mobao" on the table, folded it up with satisfaction, put it in his arms, and left the room to eat breakfast in the Dengke Building. When he was eating breakfast, he appeared again. The waiter looked up at Tongtian Tower. Zhang Wei also looked at it. It was the building, which was much taller. Why did they look at it all? Zhang Wei looked at it for a long time but didn't see any name, so he stopped watching it, and focused on eating his breakfast. After eating, he hurried to Wenjuyuan.

Wenju Academy is the place where Wenju Gate is in the royal city. It not only deals with things in the mortal world, but also recruits disciples regularly. These days is the time when Wenju Academy recruits disciples. Zhang Wei still went in like yesterday. When the boy at the door saw that it was him, he vaguely remembered that he was a monk in the early stage of entering Qi, and did not stop him.

Zhang Wei came a little early today. After waiting for about half an hour, Zhao Wenyuan and others came. And there were more and more literati around him who came to seek opportunities for immortality. After waiting for a while, President Zhao announced that today's literary appreciation conference had begun. The literati 66 continued to hand over his works, but there seemed to be no excellent works. Zhao Wenyuan was not anxious. After a while, Zhao Wenyuan asked the boy beside him: "Qingmo, can any works be transmitted from the formation today?" The boy replied: "Return to the dean, Luo Yufan's works are transmitted from the formation today. Please be honest with the dean."

Zhao Wenyuan immediately looked happy and said loudly: "I didn't expect Luo Yufan would have a work, so please give it to me quickly." The Luo family in Dahua Shenzhou, a family that has been going through countless years, can stand tall, and the family's heritage is unfathomable. The only inheritor of the Luo family has Tianyuan bloodline, and is now at the peak of the ring palace, and can form a domain at any time. Such a genius boy can have works to participate in the Wenju Academy's literary appreciation conference. Not to mention the quality of the article, this matter alone will add a lot of glory to Zhao Wenyuan and Wenju.

Zhang Wei was in the crowd, and there was no reaction. But the news was sensation among many literati. Someone asked: Luo Yufan is already so high, and their Luo family is so strong. Is it because Luo Yufan wants to enter the Wenju Sect? Another person ridiculed the man and said: Luo Yufan is not here to get the work this time. Did you forget that Wenju Sect reward literati who can make great sentences for eternity? Another person said: Besides, with Luo Yufan's talent and qualifications, can you still enter the Wenju Sect using the stage of the literary appreciation conference?

Everyone was talking there, and Zhang Wei understood it. It turned out that this essay appreciation conference was a prize-winning essay contest. Hahaha, then the masterpiece in my arms was for this dean to see. I wonder if this moustache dean would give me immortal tools, treasures, etc.

After a while, Qing Mo held a tray with both hands, and rice paper was placed on it. He came to Zhao Wenyuan. Zhao Wenyuan did not let Qing Mo read it this time, but came on his own. After Zhao Wenyuan opened Luo Yufan's work, he looked at it for a while, and showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and began to read it with savor.

"Slay Kunpeng to show the sky, kill Jiuyou to clear the blue pond......... defeat thousands of enemies and fight in all directions...... The destiny of heaven returns to his hometown." Zhao Wenyuan read it slowly, and he recited it for half a cup of tea. Some literati around him appeared. As they listened, they seemed to have improved their realm. Among the literati present, five people had high understanding and improved their realm. And the people around him praised Luo Yufan's works: lofty artistic conception, great writing style, and magnificent momentum... all kinds of praises. Zhang Wei smiled and said to himself: "Bichi, Bichi." Seeing the scene of the improvement of the realm of several literati scholars, Zhao Wenyuan stroked his beard and laughed a few times, "Not bad, Qingmo, go and reward the Double Tiger Paperweight Magic Formation to Luo Yufan, and tell him that the true teachings of Wenju Gate will always open the door for him." Qingmo took the order and went down.

The people around were in a panic, right? The 87th Double Tiger Paperweight in "Dahua China Weapons Chart", Oh my God! All the scholars were wondering why I didn't make such a work. Even if there was no Double Tiger Paperweight, it would be nice to enter the inner door of Wenju Gate.

Zhang Wei didn't know how good the Shuanghu paperweight was. Looking at the envious expressions of people around him and thinking about the articles in his arms, he felt that his works were absolutely not bad, and he would definitely be rewarded to him later, absolutely.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!