Heaven Civilization Salvation System

Chapter 28 Unintentional actions scare everyone

As the mayor of the town, although the house is slightly different, the structure is generally similar to that of a civilian house.

After entering the gate, there is a small courtyard. In the courtyard, mother Yang Yuhuan's favorite orchid is in bud. It is worth mentioning that Fang Xuan also raised a pot of bamboo.

After passing the courtyard is the main hall. The main hall is the place where the mayor Fang Yun and the guards in the town discuss matters. Although it is not big, the ground paved with dark blue stone bricks has a rather chilling atmosphere in it.

Going further into the back hall is the back hall. Behind the screen in the back hall, there is a round table. On the round table, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan have already served, waiting for the three of them to come over.

"Fang Kai, what are you talking about? I don't think you can be a warrior with your temper."

"Whoops"

Seeing the three walking slowly, Fang Yun couldn't help but yelled directly, but he accidentally touched the wound, and his face twitched in pain.

Seeing his father like this, Fang Zhe became even more angry.

After the family of five sat down and had a light meal, Fang Zhe and Fang Kai followed their father to the backyard. The first room in the backyard was Fang Yun's study, which was not big.

But although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs, and the bookshelves are full of books made of yellow paper. In the past, Fang Yun did not allow the two of them to enter the study room except to test their homework. Delayed the future.

Fang Zhe also had itchy teeth. Ever since he came to this world, he wanted to learn more about history, and asked the servants and outsiders. He only knew that it was the fourth year of Yongping, and the emperor was Emperor Zhangwu, so he didn't know what to ask.

Yongping?

In Chinese history, Yongping was the reign name of Emperor Xiaoming, the "Xianzong". For some reason, it has now become the reign name of Emperor Zhangwu.

So I can only take a side note from my father Fang Yun. Every time I want to ask a question, Fang Yun always keeps a secret, telling himself that he will know when he enters the academy, and tell himself not to worry. Over time, Fang Zhe also got used to it. .

After some comparisons, Fang Yun was very satisfied with Fang Zhe. Although he had been an idiot for ten years, since he became enlightened three years ago, he could complete every assignment on time and well, which made Fang Yun very happy. satisfy.

But for Fang Kai, Fang Yun was speechless. This eldest son seemed like he was not his own son. Sometimes he even suspected that Fang Kai was the child he picked up.

I don't know much about reading. I remember it today and forget it tomorrow.

If you are a martial artist, your personality is not straightforward, so you will definitely not be able to improve.

Seeing the completely different personalities of the two children, Fang Yun nodded his head, waved his hand and said, "Akai, you go out first, I will have a word with Ah Zhe."

Finally hearing his father's words, Fang Kai almost cried with excitement, and hurriedly opened the door and walked out.

Seeing Fang Kai's fleeing appearance, Fang Yun shook his head helplessly.

"Zhe'er, you silly boy, you are really lucky, the master's house will give you a share"

Before Fang Yun could finish speaking, Fang Zhe interrupted directly.

"Father, I know, my brother told me, I know all about it." After selling Fang Kai, Fang Zhe didn't feel any psychological burden at all.

Seeing his father being so cautious and afraid of hurting his self-esteem, Fang Zhe felt even more uncomfortable.

"You? You know?" Fang Yun couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw his son's tough look after he knew it. If the kid wasn't stupid, then he couldn't help but sigh after thinking about it.

The way of heaven is not fair, if you have been so smart since you were a child, you may have a great chance of being a scholar.

"Father, I want to try to enter the world of education first. Although my strength is low, I don't want to be a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy."

"If he wants to fight, then he will fight," Fang Zhe said firmly.

Even Fang Yun was agitated by Fang Zhe's appearance.

"Good one, if he wants to stand, then fight"

"Good! Good! But Zheer, do you know the danger?"

"That Fang Jian is at the twelfth rank, and you are at the thirteenth rank. If you are not careful, although the academic world will die, it will not really die, but with your strength, it will inevitably hurt the root."

"Father, I'm not afraid, my Fang family man never gives up"

Fang Zhe's fighting spirit was at a high level at this time. He was once the majestic master of primitive people, with thousands of people under his command, who decided life and death with one word, how could I allow you to jump on my head.

Fang Yun's temper was agitated, and he directly took out a token from the cabinet. The token looked small, but it was a bit heavy.

The bronze-shaped token is engraved with simple and simple patterns, which looks mysterious and unusual.

"Zhe'er, hold this token in your hand. After the father sends you in, you can use the identity of the father, or you can create your own identity. Remember, just try it. Don't try to challenge the difficulty that doesn't belong to you. You're making a big impact now"

Hearing his father Fang Yun's solemn words, Fang Zhe also nodded to show that he knew it. After holding the token tightly, as Fang Yun's literary power surged, his eyes suddenly became dark.

When I opened my eyes and could see things, it had turned into a smoky gate, just like the Nantian Gate in a fairy tale.

Sitting in front of the door was a little old man, who seemed to be asleep, with a long white beard drooping to the ground. As Fang Zhe walked in, the old man said without raising his head:

"Choose to enter as Fang Yun or anonymously"

"Hi senior, I wonder if there is a difference between the two?" Fang Zhe asked cautiously.

"Damn, you bastard, I don't understand what my old man said. I asked you to enter as your father, or to enter anonymously. If you enter anonymously, do you save your record? It will be automatically destroyed when you come out."

It seemed that the old man encountered Fang Zhe's situation for the first time, and his beard bristled in anger.

"Okay, senior, I choose to remain anonymous." Seeing the white-bearded old man's expression, Fang Zhe felt his scalp numb instantly and quickly chose to remain anonymous.

After a flash of white light, Fang Zhe's figure disappeared in front of the door.

After Fang Zhe disappeared, the old man's expression suddenly changed from angry to intriguing, and the half-smiling expression made people shudder.

"After so many years, has the "hope" spoken of by the sage finally come?"

After mumbling to himself, the old man also disappeared in front of the door.
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After another flash, Fang Zhe found that he seemed to be in a vast starry sky. Although he was standing on the ground, stars were shining everywhere above his head, and one or two bright stars would pass by from time to time.

He casually pointed to a bright star in flight.

A stream of information appeared in his mind

"Ip Man, Master Ye, a martial artist of the sixth grade, good at Gua Sha Boxing, continuous attacking bone-setting boxing"

After pointing to a star again.

"Anonymous, four grades of literati, good at nothing"

Hey, Fang Zhe is a little interested. This academic world is like a game in the age of civilization, and the stars in the sky are like rooms that have been opened in the game.

According to the level of strength, the brightness of the stars also changes. The brighter the star, the stronger the strength of the owner of the room.

As long as he is anonymous, the name of the master of the stars and the skills he is good at cannot be displayed.

Literati are not like warriors. People who learn martial arts all want to gain a reputation, so they basically open their own information.

However, literati are either settling personal vendettas or testing their strengths, so many people choose to remain anonymous.

"Where is the training mode?"

As Fang Zhe's words fell, the stars in the sky quickly dimmed, and the entire starry sky turned from emptiness to reality.

The ground has also undergone great changes. The entire ground is made up of huge bluestone bricks. The stone bricks are covered with traces of weapons, and they look extremely solid.

The starry sky above the head changes the daytime of the normal world, and a sun hangs high in the sky.

A weapon rack also appeared in the corner of the training ground, with rows of weapons placed on it, and on the table next to the weapon rack, there were pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Only when you have a literary name, can you speak out without the help of paper and arouse literary power to attack.

Below Juren, whether it is a scholar or a child, it needs to be written on paper to exert its power.

Another kind is that only the master of poetry can ignore this restriction, even a child can express it into a sentence, condensing the power of writing to attack.

Fang Zhe, who was exposed to Wenli for the first time, was obviously a little novel. He could not feel Wenli from the outside world, but after entering the academic world, Wenli was as friendly as hands and feet.

This is a wonderful feeling, just like going to space for the first time in the civilized era and feeling weightless. When you enter the academic world, the white power of literature floating in the air can be embodied in the words and deeds of the literati.

Walking quickly to the table, after picking up the paper, Fang Zhe decided to try whether it is feasible to create his own war poems.

After three years of diligent study, he has already mastered the characters of this world, and the writing of basic characters is not a problem.

After grinding, Fang Zhe was in trouble, what should he write?If he wanted to defeat Fang Jian without leaving any traces, he had to choose a poem that was not too loud, preferably one that could be attached to the body or a weapon.

After a while, Fang Zhe started writing.

The plump words jumped onto the paper one after another lightly, and gradually the paper became heavier and heavier as the words appeared.

A word of weight!
A vision that only happens in really good poetry.

Capture the king
Pulling the bow should be strong, and a layer of six-foot-high precious light appears on the page.

Use arrows as long.After the second sentence appeared, another layer of precious light covered it, up to eight feet high.

Shoot people first, shoot horses, and capture thieves first.

Fang Zhe wrote the last two sentences in one breath, and Baoguang, like accumulated energy, rushed out of the paper at the moment the full stop was drawn.

A huge beam of light was wrapped around three small beams of light, piercing directly into the sky.
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In a battle between stars, two literati are in full swing.

Suddenly looking up and seeing them in the air, it was like seeing a ghost.

"Original Baoguang", "First Baoguang", "Handed down Baoguang" and "Poetry of Killing the Enemy"

As the middle-aged literati muttered to himself, standing on the ground, the old-faced literati knelt down on the ground and howled loudly.

"How many years, how many years, God bless my big man, God bless my human race"

Seeing the appearance of the old literati, the middle-aged literati's tears also fell from the corners of his eyes. ---
A crescent moon streaked across the delicate turrets, casting a hazy yellow light on the high walls, making the palace appear mysterious and quiet.

The golden roof and red gate of the palace, this antique style, makes people feel solemn.

I saw the cloud-top sandalwood as the beams in the palace, the crystal jade as the lamp, the pearl as the curtain, and Fan Jin as the pillar foundation.

Behind the six-foot-wide agarwood table is a dragon chair hovering around the dragon. The screen curtain behind the dragon chair is embroidered with begonia flowers sprinkled with beads and silver thread. The wind blows like a magical sea falling into the clouds.

There is a sapphire pillow on the chair, a soft silkworm ice mat, and jade belts and quilts.A huge moon bead hangs on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining like a bright moon.

The ground is covered with white jade, embedded with golden beads, the ground is chiseled into a lotus, and it looks like five lotus flowers in blossom. , as straight as a jade lotus growing at every step, comparable to the extravagance of Pan Yuer's golden lotus step by step.

However, a lonely figure was lying unrestrained on the steps under the dragon chair at this time.

The man was lying barefoot on the steps, his hands drooping casually.Beside him was a small table, on which was a jug of good wine, a bowl of peanuts, and a plate of beef.

It seems that such a simple meal should not appear in this hall.

Dong dong dong, footsteps came from a distance, someone is coming.

After the figure walked to the gate of the palace, he paused for a moment, and with a slightly undulating movement, the visitor also took off his shoes and removed the hair tie.

After entering the hall, the figure did not bow his head.

He whispered: "My lord, there is a new battle poem in the academic world, with three layers of precious light attached to it. When the servant girl first arrived, the whole world shook."

The man slumped on the steps didn't seem to be moved by it. After waving his hand casually, the figure obediently returned from the original path and exited the hall.

As the figure withdrew, the man picked up the jug and gulped it down.

"It's meaningless, it's meaningless, why didn't it appear two years earlier, why did it only appear now?"

"It doesn't make sense anymore!!!"

As the man spoke, he also burst into tears. At this moment, he did not look like a majestic supreme emperor who made a promise of life and death. Instead, he was crying like a child, which made people feel distressed.

(End of this chapter)