Wei Wenqian narrowed his eyes.
He seemed to be savoring it.
First Uncle was dumbfounded, his mouth wide open.
Old Fifth's son could actually casually write a poem?
Could he have copied it?
Eldest Uncle was indeed very simple and unadorned.
He immediately began to suspect that Fan Jin was copying poems.
However, he must have underestimated Scholar Wei.
He was a scholar and a minor celebrity.
There were no ancient poems in this world.
These celebrities were very clear about the process from the author to the creation of the poems that were slightly famous in the past twenty years.
Who wrote it, at which literary meeting, and why did it happen?
Therefore, copying poems was not easy in ancient times.
Scholar Wei first carefully analyzed the poem.
He activated the search mode in his mind.
Well, he was sure that he had never heard of it.
Then, he tried to figure out the words used in the poem, the tone, and the narrative.
In the end, he clapped his hands and praised.
Looking at Fan Jin, Wei Wenqian's eyes were full of admiration.
"Little Brother Fan…No, little friend Fan, with the foundation of this poem, you will definitely pass this capital examination. I will use the title of student for now. Little friend, this poem is just an idyllic scene. The three rivers are beautiful, the ten thousand valleys are clear, concise and beautiful! Autumn Water, Warm Cloud, Creek Dog, Neighboring Chicken, all of which are used exquisitely, showing the comfort of your rural life. A poem can show one's heart and one's own thoughts. Although little friend hasn't achieved ambition yet, living in the mountains is leisurely, and the things you see are clear and beautiful. With your age, your tone is flat, and the words you use are flawless. It's simply amazing!”
"Ah, so good?"
Fan Xi's mouth was wide open, and his saliva was about to drip down.
In the wing room, Eldest Aunt was so angry that she kept coughing, meaning to ask Eldest Uncle to quickly send the guests away.
Where did he get this unlucky scholar?
Fan Xian was still in the Near-Enjoying Academy and had to submit a poem every week.
It had always been slashed by Sir with a big red stick.
Every time she went home, she would be dejected when she mentioned poetry.
In fact, people who focused on their studies did not spend much energy on writing poems.
However, there were still many retired officials and famous celebrities in the Academy.
Poetry gatherings were also held frequently.
After all, he was a scholar. In this day and age, if he did not compose poems, the value of literature would drop by a lot.
His son's inferiority set off Fan Jin's excellence even more.
Eldest Aunt felt her chest burning. If the anger in her heart could materialize, Fan Jin and Wei Wenqian would have been burned to ashes by now.
"I don't deserve it." Fan Jin had to be humble.
" Father," Wei Haogu said,""I want to copy Big Brother Fan's poem and recite it when I go back.”
"Yes, that's right. I almost forgot.”
Wei Wenqian had to borrow a pen and ink to copy Fan Jin's "Autumn Happyness in the Village".
He even wrote Fan Jin's name, hometown, and address.
It was to prevent the world from not knowing Fan Jin's reputation after it spread.
Fan Jin was so moved that tears streamed down his face.
He was indeed compatible with the Wei family.
After Wei Wenqian copied the poem, he directly invited Fan Jin to participate in his family's literary gathering.
Fan Jin wasn't even a child.
This poem alone was enough to enter the high-end literary circle.
It could be seen that copying poems was really a good profession.
"Thank you for your invitation, husband." " As for the mansion," Fan Jin said sincerely," let me discuss it with my mother first."”
"Naturally."
Wei Wenqian's family business was huge. Although he wasn't a top tycoon, he had a few hundred acres of land and several mansions.
He wasn't in a hurry to sell this place outside the city for money. It was just that this was a sad place.
……
Fan Jin's footsteps home were much lighter.
Today's harvest was not small.
During dinner, he mentioned the Wei family's cheap mansion to his mother.
It was close to the county town and had a large area. The mansion had just been built a few years ago.
If it was the real price, it would be at least 120 to 150 taels.
The price that Wei Xianggong offered was equivalent to breaking a bone.
Mrs. Fan was also very tempted.
However, her mother hesitated at the mention of Feng Shui.
"Jinzi, it's not good to be greedy for a moment and affect your career.”
Fan Jin had already thought it through.
He did not have a mansion before.
a child in his thirties.
In his fifties, he was a scholar.
Her studies were really "smooth".
How bad could this mansion be?
He immediately smiled and said," Mother, Mr. Wei is also sad. Speaking of the imperial examinations, he is already a scholar. There are hundreds and thousands of children in a single pass, and the imperial examinations only take a few dozen people. What's wrong with his imperial examinations? He can't just be a scholar and directly be called a scholar, right?”
"That's true, but we still have to be careful.”
"I'll take the time to take a look in the next two days. Buying a house is a big deal. I'll be careful.”
"Mm, that's good."
If it was the previous Fan Jin, Mother Fan would not have allowed him to go out and mess around.
But over the past few days.
Fan Jin's mother already had a lot of trust in him.
His son was smart, quick-witted, and sensible.
What else was there to worry about?
……
The next morning.
The moment he woke up, Fan Jin signed in.
It had been exactly ten days since the first check-in.
Ding!
"Congratulations, you have randomly obtained the skill of the Oracle.”
"You have obtained the Geomancer state of the Divination Master skill.”
At the same time as the system notification.
The knowledge of geomancy and geomancy surged into Fan Jin's mind like a tide.
Really, what was missing, what was coming?
Fan Jin was overjoyed!
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