white head demon

Seeing that Fang Cun was lost in thought, Mr. Fang shook his head helplessly, and said, "There have been a lot of troubles at home these past few days, and I know you want to share my worries, but you are still young after all, so don't think about these messy things. Don't say that the academy is not easy to enter now, even if you do, with the status of a mere academy student, I'm afraid it won't be able to scare Tunhai gang Lao Chao and other murderers..."

As he spoke, he stood up while supporting the table, and the maid next to him hurried over to help him. Mr. Fang suddenly turned his head to look at Fang Cun, with a very serious look on his face: "My child, we don't want to be famous or rich. You alone, just be safe and secure!"

"An'an, An'an, An'an..."

Fang Cun sighed inwardly after listening to Mr. Fang's words.

I wish I could live in peace and stability like before, but can I do it?

My elder brother died too suddenly.

Because he is a good person, his death seems to be an inevitable event, and the Fang family's misfortune is also an inevitable event...

But why should a good person be damned?

A good person's clan must be punished for his good deeds?

"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to enter the academy, and Lao Chao doesn't want to succeed!"

Fang Cun suddenly said with a smile to Mr. Fang who was about to go back to his room. He was taken aback by what the old man said. When he turned his head to look at him, he saw Fang Cun saying nonchalantly: "A lot of people are waiting to see our Fang family's jokes. But they forgot one thing..."

He picked up the teacup and said with a smile, "The Fang family has two sons!"

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The next day, Fang Cun woke up early, and ordered the housekeeper to pick out some gifts.

The old butler was very busy with business and funeral arrangements, but when he saw his second son's serious order, he didn't dare to delay. After tidying up the precious medicine box and so on, he watched the second young master do it himself, remove the rockery, and move out the two altars of good wine from Mr. Fang's kiln.

He didn't know what the second young master was going to do, he wanted to persuade him that he should be more economical now than in the past, but he couldn't say it.

"Go to Qingliu Lane in the west of the city!"

Fang Cun sat on the carriage, reclined comfortably, and gave orders to Lao Huang, who was driving the carriage.

With a good horseshoe, he pulled this exquisite carriage, which is famous in Liuhu City, across the main street of Liuhu City.

Many people recognized Mr. Fang's handsome carriage and pointed at him one after another.

Now, last night, what happened in the inner hall of the Fang mansion during the funeral banquet has spread throughout Liuhu City. The Fang family, which had received a lot of attention because of the death of the eldest son of the Fang family, suddenly made such an attempt to seize the family property. The scandal of relatives' rebellion immediately caused countless chats after tea. Many people, because of this rumor, suddenly realized that the Fang family today is different from before.

Without the eldest son of the Fang family who only knows how tall he is but doesn't know exactly how tall, can the Liuhu Fang family continue to be stubborn?

In particular, even Lao Chao, a giant outside the city, has already set his sights on the Fang family's business. What is the Fang family going to do?

Rather, he turned a blind eye to these changes.

In other words, he had already expected such a day.

The carriage came to Xiqingliu Lane and stopped in front of a luxurious mansion by the lake in Xicheng. Then Lao Huang stepped forward and knocked on the door of the mansion, and handed over a post written by Fang Cun himself. During this process, Fang Cun did not leave. Car, just waited quietly for a while.

Sure enough, not long after, a reply came from the other servant outside the carriage saying "Mr. is not in the house".

"The first step is not smooth..."

A strange smile appeared on Fang Cun's face, and he thought to himself, how should he go on this road?

If it's the elder brother, maybe Chengmen Lixue will impress the other party with sincerity?

……

……

Fang Cun smiled, and said to Mr. Huang, "Take the pair of red jade lions and knock on the door!"

Lao Huang went, and after a while, he heard the servant in front of the house reply: "Mr. just came back, please talk to Mr. Fang!"

Chapter 12

After ordering people to bring those congratulatory gifts, Fang Cun personally hugged a rosewood sandalwood tree and walked towards the courtyard.After twists and turns, the servant led him to a study room facing the pond, where he saw an old man in a green robe with an elegant face, about 60 years old, who came forward with a smile. Asking Fang Cun to sit down, he said, "The Second Young Master Fang is here to visit, I'm sorry to welcome you!"

Fang Cun sat down obediently, and said respectfully, "Thank you Master Zhang for your seat!"

The old man in front of him, named Zhang Shixian, is an instructor in the Baixiang Academy, who specializes in Qimen formations. Although he is not a high-ranking figure like the four masters and the head of the school, he is not to be underestimated. He has a great voice in the academy.

The last time Fangcun saw him, he called himself "little friend"!

"Hey, Brother Ling is very talented, far superior to my generation's ordinary cultivators, but He Tian is jealous of outstanding people, it is really..."

As soon as Zhang Shixian sat down, he already sighed with emotion.

"Master Zhang Liao praised it. When my elder brother was here, he often sent me a letter saying that everything about him was taught by the masters of Baixiang Academy, especially Master Zhang. I have benefited a lot, even if I later entered the palace, entered the palace, faced the monsters of Jiuyou Mountain and the monsters of Nanwu Ze, I always relied on defending the enemy, otherwise I am afraid that I would not be able to survive those tribulations Already!"

Fang Cun looked serious, even more emotional than Zhang Shixian.

Zhang Shixian's old face was red, but he couldn't hide his excitement, he laughed and said, "It's too good, too good..."

I thought in my heart: I can add this sentence in my practice biographies in the future...

Fang Cun directly smiled and said, "To tell the truth, Master Zhang, my nephew also wants to enter the academy and follow the gentlemen to practice..."

"Into the academy?"

Zhang Shixian was still curious about Fangcun's purpose just now, when he heard the words, he felt a little strange, he twitched his beard, and muttered: "Brother Ling is a genius in cultivation, and the second son Fang must have good aptitude. It’s exactly what I wished for, but there is still a year before the academy opens, so it’s too early to talk about it now, isn’t it?”

Fang Cun hurriedly said: "This is exactly what my nephew asked sir, if you want to enter the academy, you don't have to wait until the mountain gate is opened, right?"

"You mean... go to the back of the mountain?"

Zhang Shixian was slightly taken aback, and suddenly understood.

"There are many precedents for people admitted to the hospital in Houshan. Brother Ling also went through Houshan back then..."

Zhang Shixian pondered, looked at Fang Cun suspiciously, and said: "It's just that there are so many strange formations and changes in the back mountain, and fierce beasts and unjust souls are very dangerous. Even if you are in the realm of cultivating the spirit, you may not be able to pass through safely. Second Young Master... are you sure?"

Hearing this, Fang Cun laughed: "Then I'm sure I'm gone!"

"Surely not?"

Zhang Shixian looked at Fangcun with a candid face, and was a little bit dumbfounded.

If you don't have this ability, what are you doing here to mention this to me?

Today is different from the past, so let’s count ten days and a half months forward. If you come to me, for your brother’s sake, it’s only a matter of wanting to enter the academy, but now your brother is gone, and the fairy The condolences from the palace came so late, and it is unavoidable to make people rely on many speculations. Before the situation above is clear, who would dare to have too deep contact with your Fang family...

Now the old man can see you, it is because that Xuelong Wan is too precious... No, because of nostalgia!

But this old relationship is worth sitting down and laughing and talking a few words now, and I want to say something else...

His face became playful for a moment, and Fang Cun smiled more and more cordially: "Master Zhang is the first Taoist master in Liuhu City. With your old guidance, let alone the mountain behind the academy, he entered Jiuyou Mountain. Nephew can visit him a few times, so what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Shixian smiled lightly, and tapped his knuckles on the table: "Second Young Master's ridiculous praise, I don't dare to be that!"

The mountain behind the academy is a dangerous place, but also a blessed place.

It seems that it is prepared for those who suffer from no way to enter the academy, but who are dedicated to cultivating morale. As long as they can pass through the back mountain, they can become academy disciples regardless of their background. This rule was originally designed by the late emperor to win over Talents are the rules that have been set down, but in fact, the rules are set by people. Since the establishment of the Back Mountain of Baixiang Academy, there have been quite a few disciples who started from the back mountain, but how many of them really have nowhere to go? people, but it's hard to say...

How many people with no background and no wealth wanted to enter the academy, but in the end they all became the dead bones of Houshan, and they gained a bad name for Houshan.

Those who can pass through the back mountain are almost all those who have been trained since childhood and have a solid foundation. It is not because they cannot enter the academy from the back mountain, but because it is easier to enter the academy from the back mountain. Make a name for yourself!

Today's size is not as good as before. If you want to enter the academy from the back mountain, it is really...

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……

Looking at Zhang Shixian's expression, Fang Cun couldn't help sighing softly in his heart.

If in the past, if he wanted to enter the academy, Zhang Shixian would have taken the initiative to help him run back and forth, but now, the refusal is almost written on his face. Thinking about it this way, I want to ask him to help enter the academy. Even if the academy can't do it, how can they take advantage of the situation to frighten the old dynasty?

And how to prevent the Twelve Links from falling into Lao Chao's hands?

simple!

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……

"Little nephew also forgot one thing..."

After a light sigh, Fang Cun suddenly laughed.

While laughing, he gently pushed the box in his arms in front of Zhang Shixian, and said with a smile: "My brother once told me that I was born in Baixiang Academy, and I received the great favor from all the teachers, but I didn't return it. I feel ashamed. Now my brother has passed away." Passing away always fulfilled his wish, so today my nephew brought a small gift, hoping to present it to the academy in the name of my brother, to thank the teacher for the kindness of the whole family..."

"Ok?"

The words were inexplicable, Zhang Shixian frowned slightly, and slowly opened the box.

Soon, his face suddenly changed, he glanced seriously, and asked Fang Cun anxiously: "This is it?"

"The business deeds and land deeds of the twelve serial docks outside the city, as well as the account books and business transactions of all parties..."

Fang Cun smiled and said, "From today onwards, Twelve Links will belong to the Academy!"

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Zhang Shixian stared at the business contract in the box, breathing heavily, and stared at it for a long time.

The smile on Fang Cun's face grew stronger, he picked up the tea and drank it casually.

After a while, Zhang Shixian slowly turned his head and looked at Fang Cun: "Since that's the case, I just gave it to the academy directly. Why should I hand it over?"

Fang Cun put down the teacup and said with a smile, "It's because Mr. Zhang is so kind to his brother, and my nephew trusts Mr. Zhang even more!"

Zhang Shixian's face became more gloomy, but after a while, it suddenly became bright again. After a while, a smile was piled up on his face, and at the end he even laughed outright, pointing Focusing on Fang Cun, he said: "You, you, you are so good at Fang Er, you are so good at Fang Cun. Everyone says you are not as good as Brother Ling. In my opinion, you are really better than you..."

"That's it!"

He slowly closed the box and said, "When do you want to go to the back mountain?"

Fang Cun hurriedly got up, bowed deeply, and said: "My little nephew doesn't understand, please ask Master Zhang for advice!"

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"My first-grade snow dragon pill?"

"Go back to the master, the second son took it as a gift..."

"What about my ruby ​​lion sculpture?"

"Go back to the master, the second son took it as a gift..."

"What about the 300-year-old pear blossom wine I treasure?"

"Master back, two..."

"That's not the second son, that's a prodigal son, see if I don't kill him..."

"..."

"..."

When Fang Cun returned to the mansion, he saw Mr. Fang holding a broom and turning around the yard to hit people. He thought who made his father angry, so he put both hands behind Mr. Fang and stuck his head out. Said: "Father, who are you going to hit today?"

Mr. Fang was taken aback, turned around and saw his second son, and hurriedly put away the broom: "Son, have you eaten yet?"

"Going out early in the morning, I didn't take care of it!"

"Then go to the living room, your mother cooked pear gum for you..."

In the inner hall, Fang Cun whetted his appetite, drank two bowls of pear gum, ate three steamed buns, and asked the cook to cut up a plate of stewed beef. Mr. Fang and his wife sat opposite him and watched Now that my brother has been buried, the funeral has come to an end, but the sadness obviously did not dissipate so quickly. The two of them did not wipe away their tears at this time, but the haggardness in their eyes became more intense.

"Son, I've discussed it with your mother. Our Fang family doesn't want to cause trouble. The Twelve Links..."

Mr. Fang looked at Fang Cun and was full, and then he opened his mouth expecting Ai Ai.

Before he finished speaking, Fang Cun held a bun in his mouth and said, "I've already given it away!"

"What?"

Mr. Fang was dumbfounded all of a sudden, and stood up with a bang: "Do you know how big the Twelve Links Pier is..."

"Know!"

Fang Cun didn't even raise his head, and said, "I helped our family earn 10,000+ taels of silver last year, and it must be even better in the future..."

"you you you……"

Mr. Fang finally couldn't hold back his anger, and hurriedly called to the left and right: "I have a broom, bring it to me..."