The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1455: The Flag of the Pearl River Army

The driver coughed lightly and said, "My Lord, do you want to go in?"

Fang Yun nodded and said, "Leave the carriage here for me to travel. You can go back and report."

"Yes!" The driver agreed, saluted, turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he looked back at the carriage, then looked at the ruined Zhang Mansion, and left quickly.

Fang Yun stepped forward and reached out to touch the stone lion with only half of its head left, as if he was missing something.

Pedestrians on the street walked around from a distance, whispering and pointing.

"I, Zhang Longxiang, am back!" Fang Yun said, and pushed the door hard, announcing his return home.

Bang...

The door collapsed, and dust flew.

The dust was pressed down by an invisible force an inch away from Fang Yun, and fell to the ground, revealing clear traces.

Flutter...

The sparrows were startled and circled in the sky, chirping.

Fang Yun's mouth moved, and he walked forward expressionlessly.

"Which bastard dares to cause trouble in Zhang's house! Aren't you afraid that I will pull off your balls and feed them to the dogs? Are you the waste of the Gou family?" A childish but arrogant voice came from the depths of the courtyard.

Fang Yun could hear that this voice not only contained anger, but also a trace of trembling fear.

Fang Yun did not answer, and walked forward along the gravel road covered with fine green grass. There were rockery and flower beds on both sides of the road, but they were all abandoned, with weeds and trees everywhere, and the sound of katydids could be heard faintly.

At the end of the road was the gate leading to the inner courtyard. The plaque of the gate was hung diagonally on the gate, and there was a swallow's nest on the plaque.

Through the gate, it can be seen that there is a fairly tidy courtyard inside. A child of eleven or twelve years old stood in front of the gate, holding a kitchen knife in each hand.

The child was wearing a dark red thick robe that was not expensive, but the thick robe was worn out and had different patches, and it was a bit old.

Fang Yun looked carefully.

It was a little boy with messy hair, clean face, bright eyes, and dark pupils like shiny black gemstones.

There was only an inch-long scar on his forehead.

The little boy raised his chin proudly, his face seemed full of stubbornness, and he did not hide the vigilance and anger in his eyes.

The big and the small looked at each other.

The little boy stared at "Zhang Longxiang" for a long time, muttering to himself: "I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Fang Yun looked at the little boy with a very complicated look. After a long time, he sighed and said: "Jing'an, it's me."

The little boy raised his eyebrows and said carelessly: "It seems that you know my name. Seeing that you are wearing a Hanlin robe, I believe you will not bully a child like me. Sir, what are you doing in Zhang's house?"

"It's me!" Fang Yun emphasized again in a low voice.

Zhang Jing'an was stunned, his eyes flashed with suspicion, and he looked at Fang Yun carefully. The more he looked, the more solemn his expression became.

"You should have seen my portrait." Fang Yun continued to hint.

Zhang Jing'an's eyes seemed to flash with lightning, and they became extremely bright in an instant. He widened his eyes, and his hands loosened, and two kitchen knives fell to the ground, frightening him to step back half a step.

"You are not the brother of that old man Zhang Longxiang, are you? I heard from Grandpa Hua that my uncle and third uncle died in the war, and my eldest and second aunts had married far away in other countries long ago." Zhang Jing'an's eyes moved up and down, constantly looking at Fang Yun.

"How dare you!" Fang Yun shouted angrily, and the power of talent contained in his voice made Zhang Jing'an's small body tremble.

Zhang Jing'an's eyes turned, revealing an unbelievable look, and said: "You...you are not Zhang Longxiang, are you?"

"If you dare to call your father's name again next time, don't blame your father for enforcing the family rules!" Fang Yun's eyes glared, his talent surged, and his robes fluttered lightly, exuding a strong majesty.

Zhang Jing'an's eyes flashed with excitement, and his left foot stepped forward, but then retracted like lightning, and his face instantly became cold and pale.

"You've come to the wrong place. I don't have a father. Zhang Longxiang died a long time ago! My mother, Grandpa Hua and I depend on each other for life. I have no father since I was born. Don't act so pretentiously in front of me. This is my old house. Please leave immediately. If you dare to mess around, I will yell immediately! Pretending to be a traitorous Hanlin, I'm tired of living like this!" Zhang Jing'an looked at Fang Yun with contempt.

"Humph!" Fang Yun snorted coldly, continued to move forward, entered the inner courtyard, and looked around the surrounding environment.

"Where is Uncle Hua? You, a little bastard, don't recognize me, but he will recognize me." Fang Yun said as he walked.

A sad look flashed in Zhang Jing'an's eyes. He wanted to continue scolding, but he said slowly: "Grandpa Hua was beaten by the people of the Gou family to protect me and died two months ago."

"Is that old dog Gou Bao still alive?" Fang Yun asked harshly.

Zhang Jing'an's eyes flashed with hatred, and he said, "Of course the old dog is alive! And he is alive and well. Even the little dog named Gou Zhi is about to be promoted to a university scholar."

"The Qishan Army is far away from Jingzhou City. Gou Bao should be in the army. Who is in charge of the Jingzhou Gou family?" Fang Yun asked.

Jingzhou is the capital of Chu.

"It is the little dog named Gou Zhi!" Zhang Jing'an gritted his teeth.

"Take out the flag of the Pearl River Army. I want to go to the Gou family!" Fang Yun ordered.

Zhang Jing'an's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said with a slight cry: "It has been taken away by the Gou family and became Gou Zhi's collection. Every time the Gou family holds a literary meeting, he will take it out to show off!"

Fang Yun was furious and said, "Where are the generals of the Pearl River Army!"

Zhang Jing'an straightened his neck, stared at Fang Yun with his black eyes, and said stubbornly: "Where is Zhang Longxiang!"

Fang Yun was stunned and remained silent.

Zhang Wankong and Zhang Longxiang were both missing and arrested, and both were suspected of treason. The generals of the Pearl River Army had no choice but to keep a low profile and be patient. Otherwise, it would be like handing the knife to the King of Chu.

"Well, follow me to Gou's house and bring back the flag of the Pearl River Army!" Fang Yun said and turned to walk out.

Zhang Jing'an looked at Fang Yun's back, tears welling up in his eyes, but the child gritted his teeth and didn't let the tears flow out.

"Why should I listen to you!" Zhang Jing'an roared.

Fang Yun's shoulders shook slightly, and he walked forward silently. In that roar, there was ten years of expectation, ten years of disappointment, and ten years of suffering.

"If you want to take back the flag of the Pearl River Army, follow me!" Fang Yun continued to move forward without looking back, and was about to walk out of the door.

"I'll see what you can do!" Zhang Jing'an walked forward a few steps, then suddenly turned back, picked up two kitchen knives, and followed Fang Yun with big strides, his face flushed with excitement.

Fang Yun walked out of Zhang's house and stepped into the carriage.

"You go and drive the car." After saying that, he entered the carriage.

"You..." Zhang Jing'an stared at the carriage angrily, and found that he could no longer see the people inside. He hesitated for a few breaths, snorted coldly, threw the kitchen knife on the carriage frame, jumped into the carriage, grabbed the whip, and whipped it lightly in mid-air.

Snap...

"Drive!"

Zhang Jing'an drove the carriage in a proper manner, but his two thin eyebrows were twisted together.

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