The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1462 There is no me

Fang Yun sat on the carriage just as he had come.

Zhang Jing'an sat at the front of the car and didn't move.

"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you catch the bus?" Fang Yun asked.

"Let me slow down, my mind is a mess right now." Zhang Jing'an carefully supported his chin with his little hand, looking like he was thinking hard, and his big shining eyes blinked.

"It's getting late. If you don't go back, you won't even have dinner." Fang Yun said.

"Then I'll drive the horse." Zhang Jing'an seemed to be afraid of being hungry, so he immediately picked up the whip and slapped the horse on the butt.

"drive!"

Fang Yun closed his eyes and rested his mind, recalling the battle just now, and finally shook his head slightly. It has become a habit to recall what happened after the battle, which can make him make great progress. But Gou Zhi was too weak. Fang Yun recalled repeatedly that he could not learn anything, but found countless flaws in Gou Zhi.

"The scholars in the literary world are indeed much worse. His talent is indeed at the level of the Seventh Imperial Academy, but just looking at the use of rhetoric and grasping the timing of battles, he is at most the level of the Fifth Academy. However, even if he can't learn anything, he can still It helps me know not to make the same mistake as him," Fang Yun thought.

"Zhang... who is that, young master... ahem, I want to ask you a question, how did you become so powerful? Killing Hanlin with one sword, my grandfather couldn't do it when he was in Hanlin. Of course, when he was a college student , it can be done easily," Zhang Jing'an said.

"Have you forgotten what you said before?" Fang Yun asked sternly.

"I... that..." Zhang Jing'an suddenly blushed and sighed.

"Forget it, don't bark if you don't want to." Fang Yun's voice was a little cold.

Zhang Jing'an felt aggrieved. After all, he had been scolding Zhang Longxiang since he was sensible, but Zhang Hua only said that Zhang Wankong was good and didn't mention Zhang Longxiang very much. After so many years, it was difficult to say it out loud.

Fang Yun said: "Are you hungry now?"

"Not hungry yet."

"Well, let's go home first and find someone to tidy up the house first," Fang Yun said.

After a while, Zhang Jing'an whispered: "You haven't answered my question yet."

"I have been in prison for ten years, reciting countless sutras, and my achievements are naturally extraordinary. If you are like me, you can only do nothing in prison but read and practice in your mind, and your knowledge will naturally improve. "How many years have you been studying in school?" Fang Yun asked.

Zhang Jing'an sheepishly whispered: "I studied for one year."

"That won't work. From today on, you have to start studying seriously." Fang Yun said.

"I... don't want to study." Zhang Jing'an said.

"Don't want to study? Are you going to have to stand behind your father and stare with two eyes? Are you going to be laughed at by your peers every time you go out on the street?" Fang Yun's voice became more and more severe.

Zhang Jing'an's eyes were red, he whipped his whip suddenly, and complained in a low voice: "You don't know anything! Anyway, I just won't go to school! Even if you kill me, I won't go!"

"I think your skin is tight!" Fang Yun said imitating some parents he had seen before.

"You can say whatever you like, young master, I'm not scared! Over the years, no matter the wind or rain, when those gangsters in the south of the city mentioned Zhang Jing'an's name, who wouldn't give a thumbs up?" Zhang Jing'an raised his head proudly.

"Then why were you chased and scolded all the way while driving?" Fang Yun said with a half-smile.

"You... how can the noble Lord expose the shortcomings of a child? Besides, our palace is in Dongcheng, not Nancheng. Who of the children we meet along the way does not know someone in the court? I haven't asked you yet, you Is it a reverse act?" Zhang Jing'an asked with some aura.

"How dare you talk to me like this!" Fang Yun raised his voice.

Zhang Jing'an replied stiffly: "I didn't know how to talk to him before. I will pay attention to it in the future!"

Fang Yun was angry and laughed: "You are quite reasonable!"

"That's right! Don't change the topic, are you a reverse species? Let me tell you, my grandfather is not a reverse species anyway, he is a great hero. He killed countless demons and barbarians in the Two Worlds Mountain! Come on, tell me about your story ." Zhang Jing'an said.

"What else do I have to say? What could happen to me, who was a good Jinshi back then? You are dissatisfied with your father, and I am dissatisfied with mine! If he hadn't been suspected of insemination, how could I have been imprisoned for ten years?" Fang Luck didn't have the nerve to answer.

‘You…don’t say that about my grandpa! My grandfather is not a reverse breeder! ’ Zhang Jing’an said angrily.

"Why do you deceive yourself? My father was in prison at the time, and I also had resentment towards your grandfather, but I didn't hate him for being suspected of being a traitor. I hated him for doing everything by himself without revealing anything! That resentment has now turned into regret. Yes." Fang Yun sighed softly.

"Why?" Zhang Jing'an asked curiously.

"Because, I still don't know what happened back then."

Zhang Jing'an was silent for a moment and said: "Actually... I know you are worse off than me. Although I have been miserable these years, whenever I can't survive, someone will secretly help me. Even after Grandpa Hua passed away, I broke the pot and broke it. , causing trouble everywhere and looking for death, but no one killed me in the end, unlike you, who has been in a dark prison for ten years, which is harder than me."

"You can say that, I am very happy as a father." Fang Yun said, feeling quite emotional in his heart. Although this Zhang Jing'an seems to be a naughty kid, he is not a villain.

"Before Grandpa Hua died, he told me about you and not to let me hate you. He said that you were more unlucky than Grandpa and him. You had a great future, but it was interrupted by life and death." Zhang Jing'an said.

Fang Yun's eyes moved and he said, "I'll ask you something when I get home."

"Um."

When the father and son got home, the sun had already set.

Unlike before, many people were already standing at the door of Zhang's house, but most of them were dressed as servants, and at most they were some older students or scholars, and no one was in a high position.

These people were holding gift boxes in their hands, wrapped in red silk and wrapped with ribbons, which was very pleasing.

When Fang Yun got off the car, these people rushed over.

"Congratulations to Lord Zhang for being acquitted. I am He Chan. I wonder if you still remember me? It's a pity that my master left for Xiangyang in the morning, otherwise he would definitely visit and congratulate in person..."

"Congratulations to Lord Zhang for being vindicated..."

These people had warm smiles on their faces, and they introduced themselves and congratulated.

Zhang Jing'an watched coldly, unmoved at all.

Fang Yun smiled and greeted these people, but he knew clearly in his heart that he had just been released, and no one knew the specific situation. Most families were watching. Only some people who had a good relationship with him in the past sent people to give gifts, but none of them came in person.

Fang Yun had no complaints in his heart. After all, Zhang Longxiang was suspected of treason in the past, and Zhang Wankong's affairs were still unclear. They were under great pressure to send people to send gifts.

Little Zhang Jing'an was not as tolerant as Fang Yun. No matter who greeted him, he kept a cold face and said nothing, and even deliberately glared at the visitor. Many people could only smile awkwardly.

As the news of Zhang Longxiang killing Gou Zhi with a sword spread, more and more people came, and Fang Yun and Zhang Jing'an were a little impatient.

Among them, several of the visitors had a very good relationship with the Zhang family. Fang Yun was not polite and asked them to help collect gifts and record and find someone to clean up the Zhang family. He was the hands-off shopkeeper and took Zhang Jing'an to where he usually lived.

"Father has something to ask you."

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