Chapter 134 As A Teacher

  (Rolling on the ground asking for collection and recommendation. There are still three more chapters delivered tonight.)

  "Brother Ye, is your feeling gone just like that?"

  Although they were strolling on the street with Cang Ye, Yu Ling's mind was apparently all on Cang Ye. As for the heart palpitations that Cang Ye had mentioned to him before, she was also very concerned about it.

  "That's right, it should be here. However, Ling'er, you don't have to worry too much about it. After all, I'm not even sure if that's really my grandfather. Besides, coming here is also a chance for me to make up for the losses of the past four years. This time, our main purpose is to have fun, and secondly, to find that feeling."

  Listening to Cang Ye's words, Yu Ling smiled sweetly. Who wouldn't want to be with their loved one every day?

  Since he had already arrived here, Cang Ye was no longer in a hurry. At that time, he could capture that thread of breath because various augmentations were pushed to the limit, and his strength was unprecedentedly inflated. Now, if he wanted to pursue that information again, he could only wait for that thread of vibration to reappear.

  Who knows when such a situation will come again, since we're already here, let's have some fun!

  "Ling'er, look over there." He raised his hand and pointed towards a crowd of people gathered in one place, Cang Ye said.

  Following the guidance of Cang Ye's finger, Yu Ling also saw that there were more and more people in that direction.

  "Brother Ye, take me over there and let me see, I want to take a look!"

  Excitedly shouting. After all, she is just a girl. And Cang Ye, plus the soul of the previous life, is probably over thirty years old. So, it should be more mature than Yu Ling.

  Smiling, he nodded slightly. Gently pulling up Yu Ling's arm, he took mysterious steps and in an instant, they crossed the crowd and arrived at the front of the onlookers. What was strange was that when people saw the two suddenly appear, no one felt anything out of place.

  Perhaps for other warriors, these are all very mysterious things. But for Cang Ye, they were all trivial matters.

  On the other side, Yu Ling, this talented young girl who was second only to Cang Ye in the history of Qing Xia, was now gazing at Cang Ye with a look of adoration on her face. This made him feel as if he were floating on air once again...

  He walked to the front row, looking at the scene in front of him, and was taken aback. In his previous imagination, this should be some kind of performance or something. Otherwise, how could it attract so many people to come and watch? But after taking a closer look, it seemed different from what he had imagined!

  In front of the crowd, there was a huge table, and on the table were many pens, ink, paper, and inkstones. Above the desk, a horizontal banner was hung high, with the words "A thousand pieces of gold as a gift, seeking a teacher with literature".

  This seems to be recruiting a private tutor!

  "Big Brother Ye, you're looking for Teacher, right?"

  If it's about strength, even the fastest horse can't catch up to him. However, when it comes to these ordinary insights, I'm afraid that even Cyan Night can't keep up with Yu Ling either.

  Hearing Yu Ling's words, Cang Ye nodded slightly. It seemed that he had not guessed wrong.

  In his past life, he majored in martial arts. However, to study the ancient martial arts, he had also delved deeply into the culture of ancient times. Although he couldn't be called a great master, compared to this world's so-called poetry and literature, Cang Ye was confident that he didn't belong to anyone in this generation. After all, martial arts were still the main melody here. In his original world, however, the literary path had been promoted by many super strong experts. So, although the development time there wasn't long, but in terms of quality, it was something that this world couldn't compare to.

  "This old brother, I don't know why, but he's looking for a teacher and wants to make a big show of it here?"

  He looked left and right, but still couldn't find the exam questions anywhere. Cang Ye couldn't help but ask a middle-aged man sitting next to him.

  Perhaps it was the extraordinary demeanor of Cang Ye, or perhaps it was the shock of seeing such an exquisite beauty as Yu Ling. This obviously commoner-dressed person spoke with a somewhat respectful tone.

  "This young brother, the one who is recruiting a teacher this time is the Prime Minister himself. The Prime Minister's child was not fond of martial arts from birth, so the Prime Minister also followed her wishes and planned to find a good teacher for her. Originally, they were going to directly invite a great scholar from the Imperial Academy. However, that young lady seemed to dislike this idea, saying something about how since ancient times there have been martial competitions to win a spouse, she also wants to hold a literary competition to recruit a teacher..."

  When he heard this person's words, Cang Ye was suddenly speechless. Such a girl is really quite another kind of person.

  "So how's this time?"

  When Cang Ye heard the inquiry, this person seemed to have found a good confidant and spoke fluently. It wasn't until several incense sticks' worth of time had passed that Cang Ye gradually learned about the method of trial from his mouth.

  Actually, the contest is very simple. This world values poetry and lyrics. So, the contest is about these four aspects!

  As long as one of these four can win the top prize, it can become the teacher of the prime minister's thousand gold and enjoy a treatment of annual salary of thousand gold. Of course, if you really can get all four first prizes alone, then okay. The teachers of poetry, lyrics, songs and fu will all be yours. Your annual salary will also become four thousand gold!

  As for these worldly riches, Cang Ye was truly not interested. As for the title of Prime Minister's Mansion Chief Literary Master, he didn't even think about it. However, he unexpectedly had some interest in the literary comparisons here.

  Anyway, I'm here to have fun and stay for a while, so I might as well show off my writing skills a bit and pretend to be a teacher. Just think of it as experiencing life. Besides, nothing dangerous can happen in this Qingxia realm, right?

  To know, in the entire world, there may still be quite a few people who can defeat him. However, those who can kill him are already countable on one's fingers. Moreover, within this Qingxia realm, such existences are standing on his side. Therefore, as for his own safety, Cang Ye is not worried at all.

  But don't worry about it. However, Cang Ye still didn't want to be too high-profile. After all, he was still with Yu Ling.

  The cultivation of the Tianling High Rank, combined with the divine weapon, made Yu Ling comparable to a mid-tier Spirit Master. In such a medium-sized empire, even if he couldn't become a marquis or king, he could still shake the region. Only now did Cang Ye finally understand that this world wasn't as simple as he thought.

  In the Dreamfall Empire back then, didn't a terrifying emperor emerge who could rival the five strongest of that time? This emperor has been in power for so long, and to say he hasn't cultivated a single king is something Cang Ye absolutely doesn't believe. However, throughout the entire Dreamfall Empire, there aren't even two top-notch masters on the surface. What's the reason? They're just hidden.

  The Flame Heaven Empire, also one of the seven ancient superior empires, had only a single low-ranking sect master guarding its imperial capital. If the empire really had such little power, it would have been destroyed countless times already. Moreover, the Flame Heaven Empire was known as one of the top five super empires!

  So, Cang Ye no longer dared to underestimate the strength of these empires. Even a second-rate empire like Tong Hai, which on the surface only had one miserable Venerable, who knew what kind of supreme expert was hiding in that remote corner?

  "Ling'er, want me to show you something tonight?"

  She smiled slightly and said softly to the winged spirit beside her. Cang Ye really wanted to try it out now.

  "Great! Great! My brother was so articulate back then, and after all these years, I still miss the days when my brother used to recite poetry for me!"

  Those days that Yu Ling mentioned were the time when I had just entered Qing Xia Mountain and hadn't yet entered Xuan Mu Peak. At that time, I had just met Yu Ling, and in my heart, Cang Ye, who was already over twenty years old, truly liked this lovely little sister, although it wasn't a romantic feeling between men and women, but the affection was real.

  At that time, Youling also liked poetry and songs very much, so Cangye would recite some classic ancient poems from the previous world to her from time to time.

  When Cang Ye heard Yu Ling's words, he gently stroked her head. Those days in the past, although they didn't have strong powers and required constant hard work, were still the most relaxing days for Cang Ye. The mental relaxation that came with it had already disappeared since the moment he became famous. Whenever he was tired, he would often flip through those precious memories and occasionally reminisce about them. It could also allow his complicated mind to relax a bit. And those memories were his most treasured pure land.

  With a flutter of her sleeves, she stepped forward and walked towards the huge desk in that direction.

  The people around looked at this handsome young man bringing a stunning beauty to the front of the Wen Tai, all slightly puzzled.

  Everyone who came to participate in the trial was an old man over 50 years old. Studying is not like other things, even if you have talent, it still needs time to accumulate! So, they didn't think about how many people were participating in the competition at all.

  Their eyes were fixed on them, until the dark night came before Wentai, who really picked up his pen. Only then did these people realize what was happening. Various voices kept popping up, but most of them were sarcastic remarks.

  He didn't care about these so-called sneers. Whether it was literature or martial arts, Cang Ye had surpassed them by far. These people were really just like ants to him, and the sneers of ants were just a joke to Cang Ye.

  "Are you here to participate in the competition, young master?"

  Finally, a person who looked like an attendant of the prime minister's mansion walked over. Perhaps it was because he saw that Cang Ye and the other two had a good appearance and temperament, and their clothes were not ordinary, so there was no excessive expression in his tone, only a slight hint of doubt.

  "What? Is there still a limit on participating in this essay contest?"

  "You've got it wrong, there's absolutely no restriction... but..." He looked around at the elderly people with white hair, and some things didn't need to be said. Cang Ye also understood what was going on.

  "I didn't come here to lose."

  He didn't say much, just said this one sentence and then turned his head around.

  The servant shook his head helplessly. He came here just to fulfill his duty. Since others have confidence, why should he come out and let people remember their hatred?

  Finally, the servant retreated and returned to his original position, but his gaze never left Cang Ye. It seemed he wanted to see what "not losing face" really meant.

  Ignoring the opinions of those people, Cang Ye walked one step forward and lifted up the papers attached to the table.

  The content of poetry is vividly presented before our eyes.

  The test questions compiled with some complex words are a kind of test in itself, and those who write nonsense may not even know what the test is about.

  With a faint smile, the dark night was just a gentle laugh. Picking up the long brush on the desk, he started writing directly. It seemed that even thinking was not necessary, and in no time at all, a poem that conformed to the exam question was born.