Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

The first round of elimination matches has officially concluded.

One hundred and fifty martial arts scholars competed for three days, and one hundred and five were eliminated, while forty-five advanced.

Lin Feng, Zhao Erniu, Wu Changning, and four others were among the six people listed, making Huayang Prefecture the biggest winner.

Since the day the competition started, Zhao Boli's smile has never faded.

He smiles at everyone he meets, chats with everyone he sees, and can't hide his pride in his eyes and brows.

Six scholars from Huayang Prefecture advanced to the next level, two of whom were even at the Xiantian level. This achievement is the best in the entire Liangzhou.

He was very proud to be the prefect.

The second round of elimination matches did not start immediately.

The examiner announced that there would be a three-day break to allow the advancing contestants to adjust their condition and recover from their injuries.

Everyone understood that the next match would be the real battle of the titans.

Forty-five people are vying for fifteen spots in the imperial examinations, and every single one of them is a formidable opponent.

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Lin Feng lived a leisurely and carefree life in his mansion.

For him, whether he rests or not is irrelevant; he is virtually invincible among those of the same realm.

If we use any more tricks, even those who are at the peak of innate perfection are no match for us.

The sound of a zither drifted from the pavilion in the backyard.

Su Qin sat upright before the zither table, her ten fingers flying across the strings, the music flowing out like a clear mountain spring, tinkling and melodious.

Xueyao sat to the side, also holding a zither in her hands, occasionally joining in for a while. The sounds of the two zithers intertwined, creating a wonderful harmony.

Since Su Qin arrived, Xueyao felt like she had found a kindred spirit.

Both of them loved playing the piano and could talk about music theory all day long.

A few days ago, Xueyao taught Suqin the "twelve equal temperaments," and Suqin was stunned on the spot—she had never heard of this concept before.

Upon closer reflection, I suddenly felt enlightened, as if the problem of the traditional musical scale's inability to freely change keys for thousands of years had suddenly been solved.

Not only did it solve the problem of pitch, it also allowed instruments to freely transpose without going out of tune.

When they learned that the twelve equal temperaments were taught by Lin Feng.

From then on, Su Qin looked at Lin Feng with increasing admiration.

She felt that her young master was practically omnipotent, even knowing about obscure subjects like music theory.

However, when she begged Lin Feng to play a song, he refused.

"Young master, please play just one song," Su Qin said coquettishly.

Lin Feng waved his hand: "I'm not interested. You guys play, I'll just listen."

Su Qin and Xue Yao exchanged a glance, both thinking that Lin Feng was being modest.

How could someone who could propose the twelve-tone equal temperament not know how to play the piano?

The young master must be low-key and unwilling to show off.

The two women really misunderstood; their rapping is okay, but they can't play the piano at all.

He really didn't know how to do this, but no one would believe him if he said it, so he just let them think what they wanted.

At this moment, Lin Feng was lying on a rocking chair in the pavilion, swaying slowly.

Xueyao played the zither, and the music was melodious.

The two sisters, Su Shi and Su Qin, danced gracefully in the open space in front of the pavilion.

The two women, dressed in light gauze dresses, moved gracefully and danced with light steps, exuding charm in every smile and gesture.

They perfectly embodied the grace of classical dance, making it alluring yet refined, beautiful yet not gaudy.

No wonder she was born a top-class courtesan.

Lin Feng found the sight pleasing to the eye, occasionally sipping his tea.

This tea was bought in Liangzhou City. It has a fragrant aroma and is even better than the finest teas in the city. Drinking it is a true pleasure.

It seems that this world has a stronger spiritual energy, so the quality of the tea is naturally better.

Before we knew it, the pot of tea was empty.

The maidservant standing nearby reacted quickly and stepped forward to refill the teapot.

Lin Feng looked up at her.

This little girl was bought by Xueyao from the human market.

When he first arrived, he was skin and bones, pale and emaciated, suffering from severe malnutrition.

Now, after more than half a month of recuperation, I have recovered.

She seemed like a completely different person.

Her eyes were bright and lively, large and clear, her skin had become snow-white and rosy, and her hair had become jet black and shiny.

She became more and more beautiful, like a flower bud about to bloom.

Lin Feng had to admire Xue Yao's discerning eye.

Looking at it now, she was indeed a beauty in the making.

He suddenly became interested and casually asked, "By the way, what's your name again?"

The maid's face flushed red, and she lowered her head, her voice barely audible: "Miss, please name me... I will name you Xiao Tao."

"Xiao Tao." Lin Feng nodded. "Beautiful as peach blossoms and plums, a good name."

Xiao Tao's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him, but her heart was filled with sweetness.

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After the dance ended, Su Shi and Su Qin were slightly out of breath, with fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Lin Feng smiled and clapped: "Not bad, not bad, it's really pleasing to the eye."

Unfortunately, only I can see this.

The three women laughed upon hearing this.

Xueyao pursed her lips and said, "We only dance for you, young master. Anyone else wants to see it? Dream on."

She waved for Xiao Tao to step back, then went around behind Lin Feng and gently massaged his shoulders.

Su Qin and Su Shi also came over, one peeling fruit and feeding it to him, and the other holding a teacup, ready to refill his tea at any time.

Lin Feng leaned back in the rocking chair, enjoying the service of the three women—a truly imperial experience.

While massaging her shoulders, Xueyao asked softly, "Young master, would you like to have the Su sisters, Su Shi and Su Qin, serve you personally from now on?"

"You want them to be your personal maids?"

In the corner, Xiao Tao, who was about to leave, paused, her expression freezing.

She lowered her head, her eyes instantly filling with tears.

She thought she had done something wrong that displeased the young master.

If the young master wants to change his servants, what will happen to her? Will she be kicked out?

Lin Feng looked at Xue Yao with a puzzled expression.

"Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Su Shi and Su Qin exchanged a glance and said with a smile, "We want to serve you, young master, every day."

It is our honor to serve you, young master.

Lin Feng waved his hand, his tone very casual.

"There's no need."

I'm perfectly capable; I can serve tea and water, I don't need so many people to wait on me hand and foot.

Let Xiaotao keep going.

Xiao Tao, who was in the corner, breathed a sigh of relief. She secretly vowed to serve the young master well and make him unable to leave her.

He paused, looked at the three women, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"What you need to do is continue to study music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, dance well, maintain your figure, and practice your skills in bed."

The three girls blushed.

Lin Feng continued, "You only need to do one thing—be as beautiful as flowers, so that I, your young master, can enjoy the sight of you."

This is the kind of confidante the young master desires most.

Upon hearing this, Su Shi, Su Qin, and Xue Yao felt incredibly sweet inside.

They didn't seem to care much when praised by others.

But a simple compliment from Lin Feng can make them feel sweet for days.

"Understood, young master," the three women replied in unison, their voices as soft as spring water.

Su Shi suddenly remembered something and moved closer to Lin Feng.

"Young master, could you paint another lotus flower for us?"

"There wasn't enough for the two of us sisters to share the previous one."

Lin Feng smiled: "It's no big deal. Grind the ink."

"Alright, young master!"

Su Shi happily went to grind the ink, Su Qin spread out the Xuan paper, and Xue Yao added incense to the side.

Half an hour later, a lifelike lotus flower appeared on the paper.

The petals are outstretched, the veins of the leaves are clearly visible, as if they would tremble gently in the wind.

The brushwork is skillful and the artistic conception is lofty; it is clearly the work of a master.

Su Shi examined the painting closely and suddenly whispered, "It's so beautiful."

But this brushstroke... why does it feel a little familiar?

It's somewhat like... somewhat like the style of Lord Zhang Chengwen.

Lin Feng chuckled but didn't respond.

Su Qin's eyes lit up: "Young master, do you know Lord Zhang?"

Lin Feng casually replied, "I received some guidance and experience from Senior Zhang before."

"No wonder!" Su Shi exclaimed in realization, "He has truly surpassed his teacher."

If Lord Zhang were alive, he would surely be pleased.