Chapter 53 Chapter 53 [VIP]
Ling Suye slowly put his hand away and asked softly, "...is this difficult?"
Back then, he was loved by Wen Lingxia for his loyalty and was almost accepted as a disciple. However, because he took eight full days to learn how to use a sound transmission instrument and his aptitude was too dull, he eventually missed the chance to become Director Wen's disciple.
After all, Wen Lingxia liked the number 'seven'. He required his disciples to spend no more than seven days learning the basics of magical instruments. Anyone who took more than seven days would be disqualified from becoming his disciple.
At the time, Director Wen's eldest disciple even came to comfort Dean Jia, saying, "Eight days has passed quickly. Alas, I only started learning on the sixth night before I finally got the hang of it. But...how about you take the position of Dean, and we can discuss this privately as fellow disciples?"
Jia Yuansi recalled the past events, and then looked at Ling Suye who now understood everything, and just wished he could switch with Ling Suye.
If he had this talent, he would have risen to prominence long ago, and it is even possible that he could have used the Star Forging Department as a stepping stone to enter the Imperial Astronomical Bureau.
Thinking of this, Jia Yuansi looked at Ling Suye in front of him and felt that he had a bright future.
So, for the first time ever, he gave Ling Suye a genuine smile and said, "Well, I won't have anything else to teach you in the next seven days. You can go to the library and browse through the classics at will. If you don't understand something, feel free to ask.
He spoke with such sincerity that Ling Suye naturally sensed it. He couldn't understand why Dean Jia had changed his mind, but he still bowed respectfully, "Thank you for your guidance, Dean."
"Why are you being polite? I'll be waiting to welcome you back from the East China Sea."
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Ling Suye quickly put Jia Yuansi's change of heart behind his mind. After all, he would be setting off with the army in seven days, so he simply stopped hiding it and rushed into the library whenever he had free time, reading all kinds of classics quickly and efficiently.
——Although Wen Lingxia’s crimes are too numerous to list, there are some bright spots, namely the classics he collected and the transformation of the Star Forging Bureau.
The current scale and status of the Star Forging Division are entirely inseparable from Wen Lingxia's management.
Ling Suye looked at each bookshelf one by one, and he found that there was hardly any wasted book in the Duanxingsi library.
Wen Lingxia even compiled some books with similar semantics into one book for future generations to refer to.
In addition to these, many books also have Wen Lingxia's annotations. Those somewhat vague descriptions of the predecessors, when compared with the annotations, really make people feel a lot clearer.
Even the method of "craftsmanship" that Master Wen rarely mentioned was mentioned in a book.
However, the specific secret method is not on the first floor of the library, but is concentrated on the advanced floor that only Director Wen’s disciples can enter, and it cannot be seen below.
However, Master Wen once said that Wen Lingxia only had a superficial understanding of the "self-craftsmanship" method, and the real essence was the secret method passed down from generation to generation by the craftsmen of the Wen family.
Therefore, Ling Suye was not disappointed even though he couldn't see these.
He even wanted to close these "Jiang Ji" books early and quickly read the part about the use of magic tools.
Ling Suye felt that the use of magic tools and the secret method of controlling monsters seemed to be connected. After reading several books on the use of magic tools, he felt that he had some other ideas about the mark of A Zhan on the palm of his hand.
——For example, he had previously only used this to condense the demon domain, covering himself and Gu Xuanyou in it, and the two of them each created objects inside.
Now, Ling Suye wondered if he could make it into a space that could be carried with him and hidden.
The journey to the East China Sea in seven days will be extremely dangerous, so he has to bring his bow and sword - Star Ghost.
Although it feels good to be protected in someone's arms, he wants to protect others even more.
Therefore, Ling Suye wanted to put down these books directly, but suddenly, he paused slightly.
With so many notes, Wen Lingxia seems to be trying hard to find the real steps of the method of "crafting oneself".
Looking at the lines of words, a bold thought arose in Ling Suye's mind: 'Wen Lingxia seems to be quite fascinated by this'.
Wen Lingxia's annotations on the "craftsmanship" method are much more numerous than those in other types of books, and the handwriting is newer than others.
Perhaps he felt that he had mastered the art of craftsmanship, so he wanted to start learning a field that he was not very familiar with.
It seems that only this explanation can explain why he has been so interested in the method of "craftsmanship" in recent years.
However, Ling Suye had learned the most orthodox and comprehensive "self-crafting" method from Master Wen. He had even studied with Master Wen what kind of talisman marks should be left on his body.
Therefore, I am not very interested in Wen Lingxia's books.
Ling Suye thought for a moment that if he closed the book too quickly, his emotions would probably be revealed very clearly, so he stayed put and continued reading at a steady pace, and then left the 'Jiang Ji' type bookshelf.
At the same time, the old man who was in charge of the library narrowed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to be dying, and his eyeballs slowly widened.
On the other side, Wen Lingxia, who was on a high building, had a panoramic view of Ling Suye's every move.
He stroked his beard and frowned, "He's quick at learning to use magical instruments, but he doesn't seem to have a clear understanding of the lineage of craftsmen. If my father were to accept a disciple, it wouldn't be him."
——Who could it be?
At this moment, there was no one else on the platform on the seventh floor. Wen Lingxia's eyes kept shaking, and the image of Ling Suye reading was still reflected in his eyes.
It was not until Ling Suye left the library in the evening and walked out of the old man's sight that the old man's pupils gradually shrank.
After a few more breaths, the old man slapped his head and said, "Hey, how come I slept until now?"
He lit the lamp and walked carefully through every corner of the library holding a small flameless candle. After confirming that there was no one inside, he left and locked it.
He muttered to himself, "Why have I been sleeping longer and longer recently? What if someone sees me sleeping and steals the books in the library? What should I do?"
He was conflicted, but didn't dare tell the other adults about it.
Otherwise the value will be lost.
There are so many people in the family to feed, and they also have to find wives for their grandsons. They all rely on the big tree of Duan Xingsi to support them. He cannot fall.
But he completely forgot that five years ago, when the previous gatekeeper of the Duanxingsi Library learned that he was the next one, he sent his son to deliver a letter to his home - the letter did not dare to say anything bad about Duanxingsi, but only said that if he did not stop the job, he could give him a large sum of silver as a reward.
The old man was quite surprised, but more than surprised, he was wary. He felt that the former gatekeeper had bad intentions.
Who in the capital doesn't know how good a job it is to be on duty at the Star Forging Division? Why would they let him not go?
After he became a gatekeeper, he thought about this matter again and even sent someone to secretly find that family. However, the person he went to find said that the family had been holding a funeral a few days ago and had moved away from Shangjing City after the funeral.
The old man thought that he didn't know who died in this family. At least the people above said that this family had reached old age and had to leave the Star Forging Division. It wasn't that he had taken someone else's job.
So if this family died, it couldn't be blamed on him.
On the way home, the old man was blown by the cold wind and shivered.
His dim eyes were filled with horror, and he thought, it’s been five years since this happened, why am I suddenly thinking of it again?
Tsk, I slept too long today. It seems that my brain is not sleeping well. I should go home and eat quickly.
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Ling Suye had no idea that he was being watched. Although he occasionally felt like he was being watched, it was not a strong feeling. Besides, there were gaps everywhere in the library, so it was not surprising that the clerks coming and going would occasionally glance at him.
So Ling Suye didn't take it to heart.
At noon on the seventh day, the sage stood on the city wall and saw off these "warriors" who were about to rush to the East China Sea.
As a member of the Star Forging Division, Ling Suye was at least assigned a carriage, and in the carriage was also the heavy spiritual weapon that could transmit sound over thousands of miles.
In addition to this spiritual device for transmitting sound, his star ghost is also hidden in the 'space'.
Outside the carriage, there were two officials from the Du'e Division guarding on horseback.
One of them was Gu Xuanyou, who smiled and said, "This was specially arranged by Lord Zhou."
On the city wall, the eldest princess stood behind the saint, with the elderly uncle of the king and the head of the Sheng family on either side.
On the other side of the saint stood the crown prince and the prime minister Chen Changqing.
The saint's gorgeous clothes rustled in the cold wind. The prince was concerned about his mother's health and wanted to shield her from the wind and snow, but was held down by Chen Changqing, who silently shook his head at the prince.
——Although the saint is old, he cares about our Great Zhou. Now that such a big mess has happened in the East China Sea, the saint is very angry. He needs some fresh air to feel better.
Don't go forward now and get into trouble.
The eldest princess saw this and gave a kind smile. When the prince saw his elder sister looking at him, he lowered his head in embarrassment.
On the other side, the sage's younger brother, the equally elderly uncle, glanced at the crown prince with disdain and turned to his men, "The crown prince's eyesight is not good, so cover him up with more layers. If that doesn't work, welcome him back to the palace and don't let him get too much exposure."
"Yes, Duke."
The eldest princess seemed to have heard the word 'Crown Prince', and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared. She turned to look at the prince's uncle, and a stern look flashed across her phoenix eyes, but her face was still smiling. "I heard that Lord Sheng raised a son for many years for nothing?"
What I meant was, Uncle King, my dear uncle, my son is dead, and you want me to raise your grandson as my own. Is that possible?
Just this one sentence made sweat break out on Lord Sheng's forehead. He raised his hand to wipe it, his face full of fear and trepidation.
"This...this subordinate..."
"Oh, or is it that Gu Xuanyou is actually your sister's child, but you are not your father? And after learning this news, you actually wanted to kill him." The eldest princess' smile became more meaningful, and her eyes moved. She said, "Since Lord Sheng doesn't want this nephew, I will raise him as my adopted son."
As she spoke, she turned around to look at the extraordinary young man riding on a horse in the crowd - Gu Xuanyou.
He completely ignored the fact that ZY was frightened to the point of kneeling down.
There was a sense of nostalgia in the eldest princess's eyes. If her son A Ye grew up, he would probably be taller than this.
Moreover, Aye loved riding horses very much. When he was young, he was learning how to catch monsters, so he would sneak out to feed his horse and talk to the horse... Every time he was found by his father, he would be beaten.
But this kid dares to do it again next time.
It was not known whether it was because the eldest princess's gaze was too nostalgic, making Gu Xuanyou feel familiar, or because the gazes of the Sheng family's master and the king's uncle were too vicious, causing goose bumps to immediately appear on the back of his neck. In short, Gu Xuanyou froze in place.
Before the carriage started, Ling Suye checked that the magic weapon was intact, then raised his finger to lift the curtain, and bright light shone on his face.
Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, and from a distance, it still made the eldest princess' heart beat like a drum.
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