Looking at the answer given by the system, Yang Si turned off the game screen in confusion. He had basically finished everything he could do in the game today.
We can only wait for the daily game update tomorrow. As for the main plot of the game, the character's force value cannot be pushed forward yet.
Of course, it’s not impossible to continue to advance the game, money can make money!
However, the point in this game now is points. Now Yang Si has less than 1,500 points, and he is not willing to spend them anymore.
There are still about 8,500 points left before the Turtle Breathing Technique can be realized.
It is estimated that through acquisition and breakthrough, it will take at most three days to upgrade the Turtle Breathing Technique to the 10th level.
I don’t know if I can collect 10,000 points in three days.
At this pace, it's probably quite boring.
How to become famous, and it has to be a good reputation.
Yang Si walked out of the study while thinking.
. . .
"Si'er, you've had a hard time reading today." Xia Yuerong couldn't help but feel happy knowing that Yang Si spent the whole day in the study.
In the past, it would have been good if Yang Si was forced to stay in the study for half a day.
"Uh... Well, that's okay." Yang Si replied with a guilty conscience.
He couldn't say that he had been playing games all day in his study.
Although I also read a little bit of books, they were all gossip.
"The Xixiang Ci, was it really you who wrote it?" Yang Yanxuan suddenly asked, pretending to be casual.
Hearing this, Xia Yuerong also looked at Yang Si. This poem is really good.
But Yang Si was their son, and they still knew how much Yang Si weighed. It was really hard to believe that Yang Si could write such a poem.
However, poetry is really hard to say, and it’s hard to guarantee that a sudden inspiration won’t come to you.
Today, this poem has basically spread throughout Xixiang City, but many people doubt where Yang Si bought this poem.
As for Yang Yanxuan, who was a general in Daxia and fought countless battles in his life, he felt deeply about such a frontier poem.
He hoped that this poem was really written by his son Yang Si.
"I think it was written by me." Yang Si's answer was a bit lacking in confidence.
"Really?" Yang Yanxuan raised his eyebrows. Is Yang Si really going to buy poems?
Yang Hu on the other side was also holding a big chicken drumstick and looking towards Yang Si with his mouth full of oil.
As for Yang Hu's ugly appearance, the Yang family is a family of generals, so naturally there are not so many red tapes, although occasionally Xia Yuerong will ask him to restrain himself.
"Anyway, no one in this world has written this poem except me." Yang Si calmed down. Copying from another world doesn't count as copying.
"That's what you wrote. What are you guilty of?" Xia Yuerong smiled and gave Yang Si a piece of meat.
"Because I borrowed a little bit from other documents." Yang Si took a mouthful of rice.
"This is nothing. Knowledge is meant to be learned from each other and communicated with each other." Hearing this, Yang Yanxuan also smiled, poured himself a glass of wine, and took a sip.
As a general, he must stay awake at all times, so Yang Yanxuan rarely drinks unless he is accompanying other soldiers at a celebration banquet.
Now Yang Yanxuan was drinking at the home-cooked dinner, obviously in a good mood.
"Ding~"
At this time, Yang Si's ear heard another system prompt.
The content of the prompt tone made Yang Si's movements suddenly stop.
"What's wrong?" Yang Yanxuan noticed Yang Si's condition and looked at Yang Si in confusion.
"It's okay... I'm just a little choked." Yang Si said quickly.
"You kid, why are you in such a hurry to eat?" Xia Yuerong filled a bowl of soup for Yang Si.
As a dinner party at the General's Palace, it's not a luxury, but it's definitely not that bad.
"Thank you, mother." Yang Si held the soup bowl and took a big sip.
"Eat slowly." Xia Yuerong warned, and then saw Yang Hu who was having a wild meal next to him.
Pa~
Xia Yuerong reached out and patted Yang Hu on the head: "Why are you eating in such a hurry? You see, your fourth brother has ruined it."
Yang Hu hugged his extra-large rice bowl with an aggrieved look on his face. He had always eaten like this, and it was none of my business if the fourth brother choked himself.
However, Yang Si is in a good mood now, and he is so happy that he even ate an extra bowl of rice.
Because of the system prompt tone just now.
"Ding~ The poem "Xixiang Ci" was spread throughout Xixiang City and received 4437 points."
All of a sudden, I gained more than 4,000 points, and my total points were almost close to 6,000.
The 10,000 points away from manifesting the Turtle Breathing Technique was shortened by a large amount in an instant.
It seems that I had misunderstood before. A good reputation is enough, but it does not have to be a good reputation related to martial arts.
Poems are handed down from generation to generation, which is also a good reputation.
From this point of view, it would be more promising to be a copywriter.
He worked hard to win a competition and was awarded more than a thousand points.
Just copying a poem is more than four times that of a martial arts contest.
However, it is estimated that most people still do not believe that this poem was not written by Yang Si and do not agree with this matter, so Yang Si only received more than 4,000 points.
. . .
After returning to the room, Yang Si had already begun to wonder whether he should copy another poem.
But poetry is not something that can be written casually, it must be written according to the situation.
"Little Swallow." Thinking of this, Yang Si suddenly spoke.
"What's wrong, young master?" Xiao Yanzi trotted in.
"Are there any poetry gatherings held in Xixiang City recently?" Yang Si asked.
"Ah? Master, why do you suddenly ask this? Master, do you want to participate?" Xiao Yanzi was stunned for a while.
Doesn’t my young master usually hate things like poetry gatherings? Madam forced me to go to the last poetry gathering.
Instead of participating in poetry gatherings, my young master prefers to go to the school field and watch others compete.
"You can go and have a look. Are there any recently?" Yang Si rubbed his chin.
"This... I have to ask." Xiao Yanzi said with some embarrassment.
Because in the past, my young master was not interested in poetry fairs at all, so Xiao Yanzi really didn't pay attention to this aspect.
"Okay, help me ask tomorrow, and you should go to bed early." Yang Si nodded.
"Okay, Master."
Xiao Yanzi exited the room. As a personal maid, she should normally accompany her. However, the Yang family's tutoring was strict. Unless Yang Si officially took Xiao Yanzi as a concubine, such messy things could not happen.
As Yang Si's personal maid, Xiao Yanzi will almost certainly be Yang Si's concubine in the future.
Seeing Xiao Yanzi exit the room, Yang Si shook his head and got rid of some messy thoughts in his mind.
Evil feudalism.
Yang Si mumbled and fell asleep.
Today’s dream is a bit beautiful.
. . .
Nothing major happened in the next few days.
Wei Song, the son of the governor, who has almost become a joke in Xixiang City, spends every day huddled in his house.
Yang Si also went into the study room to "read" every day, reading all day long.
At the same time, Yang Si's Xixiang Ci poems and martial arts competition events were still spread in Xixiang City, but not many people really recognized it.
One after another, after two or three days, Yang Si only got more than 2,000 points.
In the game, the character's Turtle Breathing Technique has been upgraded to the 10th level.
Although Yang Si was eager to manifest this internal skill, the points were not enough and Yang Si had no choice.
Yang Si also wanted to be a copycat, but the last large-scale poetry gathering just ended not long ago, and there haven't even been any smaller poetry gatherings in Xixiang City recently.
You can't just copy some poems randomly and let others pass them on.
Yang Si looked at the point difference and had a huge headache.
This is not a copycat job that can be done casually.
Yang Si, who was a little anxious, spent less time in the study room "reading" in the past two days.
Every day I find time to take Little Yanzi out for a walk, looking for opportunities to become famous.
. . .
Two days passed quietly again.
Yang Si's game character's original martial arts skills have all reached their peak.
Taiyi Liangyi Sword Technique, Turtle Breathing Technique, Taiyi Liangzong Technique, Pointing Star Sword Technique, all 10 levels of peak.
In addition, he also gained a new advanced martial art in the marksmanship system called Wolf Fang Marksmanship, but he has no experience to break through, so he has not improved yet.
This was something Yang Si went to get specially. Although Yang Si longed to use a sword, the Yang family's guns, the Yang family's guns in Daxia, were well-known in the mainland and frightened the enemies.
That's why Yang Si did a side mission during his free time in the game and learned such a marksmanship.
Yang Si's points are already over 9,000, but now Yang Si has basically no points.
After all, what happened over the past few days has already spread throughout Xixiang City.
Those who are willing to agree have already agreed, and those who do not agree should just listen to it as a joke and pass it by.
However, recently, there have been more and more rumors in the city about the Three Holy Kingdoms on the western border.
"Alas~" Yang Si walked on the street with Xiao Yanzi and said helplessly.
"What's wrong, young master?" Xiao Yanzi asked with concern.
Yang Si shook his head, reached out and pinched Xiao Yanzi's baby face: "It's okay."
"Acridine~" Xiao Yanzi was immediately frightened, covering her face with her hands and hiding back.
Seeing the cute appearance of Xiao Yanzi, Yang Si's anxiety and irritability calmed down a little.
However, Yang Si couldn't help but wanted to tease Xiao Yanzi, and sighed with a disappointed look on his face: "Oh, I am so frustrated as a young master. I can't even play with my maid's face even if I want to."
When Xiao Yanzi saw her young master's disappointed look, he couldn't help but feel a little unbearable.
Xiao Yanzi looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then took two steps forward.
After hesitating for a while, Xiao Yanzi put her face in front of Yang Si: "I'll pinch it for you, but as agreed, the young master can only pinch it once."
The little girl is a little shy, her face is flushed, and she is quite cute.
Yang Si couldn't help but smile and was about to reach out.
"Get out of the way!! Get out of the way!!"
"Military emergency! Get out of the way!"
Suddenly there was a rushing sound on the street, accompanied by the rapid sound of horse hooves.
Yang Si couldn't help but look up.
I saw a soldier with a yellow flag on his back, riding a fast horse on the street, shouting and running wildly.
Wherever he passed, passers-by moved out of the way.
And Yang Si discovered that the direction the soldiers were heading was his own home, the Zhenguo General's Mansion!
Yang Si immediately stood up straight: "Walk home."
"Ah?" Xiao Yanzi was still a little confused, why didn't the young master stop pinching himself?
