The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The sun shines on Yuhai City and on the increasing number of gifts in front of the Fang family.

The most expensive gifts are just some of the better four treasures of the study, and most of them are very common things. Some children even took out their favorite toys and solemnly placed them on some gifts.

"Thank Uncle Fang for me!" The five or six-year-old child said, and happily took his mother's hand and left.

Old man Zhang put the paper bag containing apples at the door of Fang's house, and stood at the door of Fang's house for a long time with satisfaction before pushing the cart away.

Walking back to the intersection, old man Zhang found that many people were coming here from the other three directions. The purpose of these people coming is self-evident.

Old man Zhang looked back and saw that the gifts had been piled into two small mountains, each more than one person high. He smiled with satisfaction and pushed the cart away.

More and more people came, and most people put their things here, then bowed and left, not greedy for anything, not clinging to anything, just using a simple way to express their support for Fang Yun and Jingguo.

Half an hour later, more than 20 scholars came from afar.

At ordinary times, more than 20 people wearing black scholar clothes would inevitably attract everyone's attention, but now the most eye-catching thing is not them, but the crowd and the gifts at the door of Fang's house.

Wulin Street in front of Fang's house was originally very wide, enough for more than a dozen horses to run side by side, but now, starting from the door of Fang Yun's house, the streets on both sides of the east and west are filled with all kinds of things.

The newcomers found that only one side of Wulin Street where Fang Yun's house was located was open to people, and a large number of things were piled up and paved on the half of the street near Fang Yun's house. Especially near the door, the piled things were flush with the courtyard wall, and some kelp and dried fish were hung on the heads of the stone lions guarding the door.

The neighbors around were helping to sort out, and various things were arranged and stacked in different categories. Some things could not be pressed down, so they could only be placed side by side on the ground, stretching to the street entrance.

"Good fellow, I heard the messenger from the post station talk about it before I came, but I didn't quite believe it. I heard it all the way and saw it with my own eyes, and then I knew what a true hero is. Today, the streets are full of fruits and vegetables, and the doors are full of generous gifts. It must be passed on by word of mouth and passed down to future generations."

"With such people's hearts, Fang Yun is invincible in Jiangzhou." Yan Yukong said.

"There are too many people in front, and some people are reluctant to leave, which is very congested. Let's wait and go in, first feel what it means to be loved by the people and what it means to be crowded. If I can be treated like this by the people of a city, it's worth dying."

"Well, wait a little longer."

In the bedroom of the Fang family, Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes, because he didn't need to be on guard when he got home, and he slept until he woke up naturally.

Fang Yun's sleeping position was facing the right side. When he opened his eyes, he didn't see the window, but the little fox. The little fox was standing upright beside the pillow, with a little paw on his ear, helping him cover his ears to avoid being disturbed by the noise.

Fang Yun couldn't help but smile, and the little fox also grinned, then gently touched Fang Yun's head with its other paw, and whimpered twice, as if to say: Sleep well, I'll cover your ears for you, and we'll talk about the past when you've slept enough.

Fang Yun was amused by the little fox's virtuous appearance, and got up to pick it up, put it in his arms and gently scratched its chin, saying: "I've slept enough. How are you these days, have you been good at home?"

Nunu held Fang Yun's hand, rubbed Fang Yun's fingers with her head, nodded with a smile, and whimpered at the same time, as if to say: Hold me for a while longer.

At this time, the little meteor flew out and flew towards Nunu. Nunu reacted very quickly, and instinctively slapped the little meteor with his little paw, slapping it away.

With a thud, the little meteor hit the wall, and it turned around the wall a few times, returned to Fang Yun's back and flew around, and never dared to get close to Nunu again.

Nunu looked at the little meteor curiously, then stretched out his little paw and waved. The little meteor shook, as if hesitating, but finally flew towards Nunu. Unexpectedly, Nunu suddenly stretched out his paw again and slapped the little meteor away again, and the little meteor flew back again aggrieved.

"Bing bing bing..." The little fox laughed, thinking it was too fun, and then suddenly jumped and jumped steadily on the little meteor, holding the little meteor firmly with his little paws.

The little meteor sank slightly, and then floated in the air motionlessly, as if it became stupid and stupid, and seemed to be silently resisting.

Fang Yun smiled and said: "Nunu, this is a little thing someone gave me, if you like it, take it and play with it."

"Bing bing! Bing bing!" The little fox cheered excitedly, as if to say that he knew you were the best to me!

Then, Nunu gently patted the little meteor with his paw, and whimpered softly, as if asking again: Fly, why don't you fly!

Little Meteor stubbornly stood still.

Nunu was annoyed, and showed a look of not believing that he could not cure you, and stepped on Little Meteor with four little feet.

"Swoosh..." Little Meteor suddenly accelerated, Nunu's body tilted, and fell from midair. Fang Yun was quick-witted and reached out to catch Nunu.

"Bing bing!" Nunu thanked Fang Yun and immediately pounced on Little Meteor, and then the fox and the stone chased each other in the bedroom, making a mess.

Fang Yun shook his head and stood up, and saw the door open, and Yang Yuhuan walked in with a washbasin.

"You woke up." Yang Yuhuan greeted softly, with a faint tenderness in her eyes, which was endless.

"Well. Is everything okay at home?" Fang Yun said.

"Everything is fine. It's been less than ten days, which is shorter than when you went to the army to hone your skills. It's nothing." Yang Yuhuan gently tidied the hair by her ear with her right hand, and stared at Fang Yun's face with bright eyes, full of joy and a little shyness.

Fang Yun knew that she didn't want him to worry. Ten years in the army was not as dangerous as the few days in this holy ruins. Yang Yuhuan must have been worried these days, and he didn't feel relieved until he came back.

Fang Yun took the washbasin and towel, wiped his face, and asked: "Before leaving, I remembered that you were embroidering the picture of cranes flying into the clouds. Have you finished the embroidery?"

"I've been practicing the piano and harp these days. I haven't finished embroidering it yet, but I will soon." Yang Yuhuan blushed as she said it. She used to embroider very fast, but a few days ago she got distracted while embroidering, and all she was thinking about was luck.

"Oh, General Lai Pian's family has moved away. I'll hire a female violinist to teach you the piano," Fang Yun said.

"Um."

The two of them chatted about home affairs, while the little fox and the little meteor kept playing around the house like kittens catching butterflies.

After he finished speaking to Yang Yuhuan, Fang Yun turned around and said, "Stop making trouble and come out with me."

The little fox ran back, threw herself into Fang Yun's arms, pointed at the little meteor with her paws and screamed to complain, as if to say: It bullied me.

The little meteor immediately swayed from side to side, trying his best to deny it.

"What is this?" Yang Yuhuan asked curiously, standing next to Fang Yun.

"The scientific name is Secret Star. I don't know what it is specifically." Fang Yun said.

"It's quite interesting." Yang Yuhuan said.

The little meteor immediately flew in front of Yang Yuhuan. Yang Yuhuan smiled and stretched out his hand to gently touch the little meteor.

Nunu's eyes widened. Even if this broken stone was disobedient, he still wanted to please his mistress. How treacherous!

Fang Yun said: "Why is it so noisy outside? What happened?"

Yang Yuhuan said helplessly: "Many people have sent things. There are so many things that we don't know what to do."

"Oh? Then I'll go take a look." Fang Yun walked out, followed by Yang Yuhuan, followed closely by Little Fox and Little Meteor.

Before Fang Yun reached the door, he saw a dozen people walking slowly from west to east on the street outside the door, and a few people walking from east to west. Fang Daniu and the concierge stood at the door, bowing and thanking them. , the two of them straightened up and slapped their lower backs.

Fang Yun stepped out of the threshold, slightly startled, and hurriedly looked to both sides. There were piles of vegetables on both sides, such as cabbage, spinach, winter melon, etc. It was incomparable to ordinary vegetable markets and could only be seen in vegetable wholesale markets. Such a lot of dishes.

Fang Yun understood what had happened, and his heart surged with enthusiasm. He hurried out and saluted the people in front of the door. When he was about to speak, he found that there were too many people, so he could only say with spring thunder: "Fang Yun thanked Yuhai City." Dear fellow citizens, I accept your wishes. Please take these things back, there are too many."

An old man in front of the door smiled and said: "You can just keep what we gave us. If you can't eat it today, there will be tomorrow. If it breaks, it will break. No one's family is short of these things."

"Just accept it. We people can neither fight for the Qing Dynasty like you, nor can we write poems about talents and wars that have made great contributions to our ten countries, let alone kill demons and barbarians. The only thing we can do is It can be so much," said an old woman.

People on the side agreed.

Fang Yun had a lot to say at the moment, but looking at the kind faces and concerned eyes, he couldn't say a word.

"Fang Yun thanks you all." Fang Yun bowed to everyone.

Fang Yun thanked the people nearby, took a few steps forward, looked to both sides, and found that there was an endless stream of people coming and going. According to this trend, the flow of people would not stop until noon. Jade Sea City was founded by a semi-saint and has over a million residents. When the news spreads more widely, there may be even more people coming here.

Fang Yun touched the official seal, and found that the number of Hongyan letters received in it had reached 5,000, and he could no longer accept it. Even if he had to read ten lines at a time, he would need to read them all for a while. Some of them still needed to be replied, and one day was not enough.

Fang Yun kept thanking everyone who came. Not long after, Yan Yukong, Li Fanming and more than 20 people came over.

These people were about to go to Ji County. Looking at the formation in front of the gate, Fang Yun knew that there was no way to see them off, so he welcomed them in and thanked everyone at the door.

Entering the courtyard, Li Fanming asked: "Have you read today's supplement of Wenbao?"

"I just woke up and haven't read it yet."

"Then take a look first." Li Fanming handed the "Wenbao" to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun quickly read through ten lines at a glance and said: "Wenbao is worthy of being published by the Holy Academy. What it says is relatively pertinent and impartial. It does not speak for the Xun family just because it is a Yasheng family. And it only talks about hundreds of things. The blood bounty, not to mention the additional rewards, is to protect me while respecting the facts.”

"The point of reading Wenbao is wrong! The point is, haven't you noticed that the news in the first four pages of Wenbao are all related to you?"

"Oh, I found it." Fang Yun didn't care at all.

"You have been on the front page of "Holy Way" and have been inscribed as a semi-saint. This kind of honor is really nothing to you. Your calm look makes me want to hit someone!" Li Fanming said with a smile.

Next to Li Fanming's legs, the big rabbit stared at Nunu, seeming a little angry. At the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala at the Holy Market that day, everyone thought Yang Yuhuan was Chang'e and the little fox as the Jade Rabbit. No one cared about it as a real rabbit.