The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Although these students have not been with Fang Yun for a long time, they like him very much.

Other teachers either read from the textbook or have a stern face all day long, but Fang Yun's class is not only unique in style, but also the content seems simple but makes sense everywhere, which is impressive. Even his self-compiled "Three Character Classic" and "Fox Rhyme" are countless times better than other primers.

In their hearts, the most important thing is that Mr. Fang has been called the first talent in Dayuan Prefecture, and they admire him very much.

Now that they have received this news, many children cannot accept it.

He Yutang continued: "You should have heard about what happened yesterday. Someone insulted Mr. Fang, but Mr. Fang wrote "Humble House Inscription" to express his ambitions. They had bad intentions, so they were shattered by the instant literary courage. Today, the Yan family found someone to block your Mr. Fang outside, and said that they would not let him go. After all, Mr. Fang is young, and he can't fight against a prominent family. He can only live in seclusion at home temporarily and can't come to the family school."

"How can the Yan family be so hateful!" A child said angrily.

"I'm going to the government office to file a complaint!" a child said, wiping tears.

"When I grow up and become an official, I will definitely put them in jail. How hateful!"

He Yutang sighed and said, "Mr. Fang said a few days ago that even if he passed the examination, he would come here to teach, but now it is difficult to come. In order to prevent the Yan family from hurting you, you will only have half a day of classes today. You will leave through the back door after school at noon. Tomorrow morning, the class will be normal. If they are still here, you can only have half a day. I will make it clear to your parents when I go back."

He Yutang turned and left, and the children immediately talked about it.

"Hateful! Mr. Fang is such a good man, how could he meet such a bad guy. My uncle said that if someone bullies me, he should go to him. I will go to my uncle's house now! He is a soldier in the city guards, and he will definitely find someone to beat those bad guys!"

"I don't have many people at home, but Uncle Fang and Grandpa Fang are very good to me. When my uncle is not here, I will go to Grandpa Fang to seek justice. I am so angry. I still want to continue learning "Rhymes" with the little fox!"

"Hmph, I will wait for three more days. If the government doesn't care, I will take my parents to the gate of the state criminal department to complain. I don't believe that even the officials of the Legal family can't punish them!"

At noon, the children of each class left from the back door, and the clan school was empty.

Dean Fang Jingtang walked out of the main door with a cold face, looking at eight men and five women in mourning.

The few people were tired after scolding for a whole morning, and were resting when they saw someone coming to continue speaking.

"Damn Fang Yun! He also took Yue'er's Wen Palace! What a vicious person!"

"It was just a quarrel, but he destroyed the Wen Palace. He is just like a demon. Why didn't the saints send down lightning to kill him!"

"The former saint bullies others by taking advantage of his power! God has no eyes!"

Fang Jingtang looked at one of the women in her forties and said with disgust: "Mrs. Yan, the clan school will be closed soon, you go."

"Go? I will never leave unless Fang Yun kowtows to Yue'er and apologizes! Yue'er is a scholar, and the Wen Palace is gone just like that. Only demons can be so cruel!"

Fang Jingtang said angrily: "You are lying and confusing right and wrong! If Yan Yue's Wen Palace is not destroyed, Fang Yun will be the unlucky one. If he is harmed by Yan Yue and his group of beasts, won't my Jing country lose a former saint scholar? Yan Yue's Wen Palace was destroyed, I just hate it when Why didn't Shi Jianmeigong blow him to death in one breath! That kind of beast can't gather literary courage until death, not even the literary courage of the eclectic school! "

"Listen to you! Listen to you! You are justified in ruining my nephew's future, you are simply killing people without blinking an eye! Do you still look down on the literary courage of the eclectic school? Be careful that the semi-saint Lu Buwei will send down the holy punishment to kill you! Be careful that the left prime minister will exile you! "

Fang Jingtang sneered: "Bah! The eclectic school who assists the country and works hard is naturally a model for me as a scholar, but the left prime minister takes the dregs of the eclectic school, disrupts the court, flatters the demons and barbarians, harms the Jing country, forms a clique for personal gain, and tries to learn from Lu Buwei before the canonization to become a powerful prime minister. Is he qualified to represent the eclectic school? I advise you that if your Yan family is still used as a pen, you will be in trouble sooner or later!"

After Fang Jingtang finished speaking, he ignored the scolding of those people and asked the doorman to close the main door.

Fang Yun returned home early and bought many books on the way. He couldn't always put them in the world of strange books, so he had to put some books out for show.

He bought more than 30 books on how to pass the exam and quickly read them on the way back.

The little fox Nunu followed Fang Yun carefully and looked eager to learn. No one knew if he could understand.

It occasionally glanced at Fang Yun secretly. Once it found that Fang Yun was reading it, it immediately read more carefully and even nodded deeply, as if to say that what was said above made sense.

Fang Yun flipped through more than a dozen books and found that most of them were clichés and nothing was particularly useful. He put down the book and closed his eyes to think.

"There is nothing wrong with these books, the problem is me. I actually understood most of the 'techniques' of the scriptures overnight. Qishu Tiandi couldn't do it, nor could the talent infusion, nor the Wengong. Could it be that all these forces combined to make my mind stronger?"

"Talent and Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng can make my body, including my brain, stronger, and Qishu Tiandi can provide me with enough text materials. The era of information explosion gave me the ability and knowledge that even a semi-saint doesn't have, plus I have been studying hard these days, so my learning ability has become stronger and stronger."

Fang Yun figured it all out and continued to study.

Back home, Fang Yun still studied hard.

The learning process was boring, but the voice in Fang Yun's heart kept inspiring him and became his motivation.

"I want to become a semi-saint and see the wonders of the world. I want to know if there is a higher degree than a saint!"

As his study deepened, Fang Yun discovered a strange thing. Sometimes he found practicing calligraphy and studying the classics of the saints boring, and occasionally he felt disgusted. However, every time he understood some truth, every time his talent increased or became more condensed, he felt happy in his heart. Deep down you will find unprecedented satisfaction.

"Perhaps this is the baptism of the spirit, similar to what Confucius said, 'If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.'"

At noon, shopkeeper Tang Da came to visit. As soon as he saw Fang Yun, he said, "I thought you were studying in the Fang clan before. When you arrived, I found that it was closed and the Yan family was there. Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it will be resolved soon. Let's talk about the contract."

So the two men went into the house to negotiate the terms of the contract one by one.

It took a whole afternoon to reach an agreement, and the shopkeeper of Tang Da, who was a Juren, was sweating on his forehead.

"If you fail the imperial examination, come to our Xuanting Bookstore. We can give you the treatment of a Jinshi." Shopkeeper Tang Da said.

"Okay." Fang Yun agreed with a smile.

Shopkeeper Tang Da took out ten silver notes worth one thousand taels, handed them to Fang Yun, and said: "These are the 10,000 taels of silver notes from Shengyuan Bank. Take a look at them carefully, and then go to the Wenyuan with me to formally sign the contract." ”

Fang Yun took the banknote and examined it carefully, and asked: "The paper of this banknote is different from ordinary paper. It is said that it is mixed with scraps from the holy page and other materials?"

"It is true. The production of holy pages is very demanding. There is always a large amount of discarded paper pulp every year, most of which are used to make banknotes or special documents."

Fang Yun nodded, put away the banknotes, and said, "You stay in the main room to drink tea. I have some private matters with Daniel."

Then Fang Yun found Fang Daniu and asked him to copy a small part of "The Rhyme of the Fox", and then took him and shopkeeper Tang Da to the Academy of Literature.

Halfway through, the two of them talked about the Holy Page. Shopkeeper Tang Da smiled and said: "It won't be long before the Holy Court will give you the Holy Page. You are just a child now. I don't know how long it will take before you can go to the front line to fight against the demons and barbarians. I want to Don’t want to resell some of the holy pages?”

"Do you want to receive the holy pages? How much does one cost?"

"Thirty thousand taels a piece."

"Didn't I hear that the Dragon Clan's bid was fifty thousand taels a piece?"

"First of all, you have to find the Dragon Clan, and secondly, you have to ensure that the Holy Court doesn't know about it, otherwise you will be betraying the human race. In the end, what you get is underwater jewelry of equal value, not genuine silver notes." Rang, the shopkeeper, said.

"I guess the human race will not let the holy page leak out. After all, this thing can double the power of war poems and turn fiction into reality. I want to ask you, I currently have "Spring Dawn", "Sui Dusk" and "Jixian Morning Journey" "If three poems are published in the Holy Journal, how many holy pages should I get?"

"As a rule, the best poem in the county examination will get one page no matter what level it is. "Spring Dawn" is close to Mingzhou, so naturally it will get another page. "Sui Mu" will get one page. "Jixian Morning Trip" 》 is a Zhenguo poem, and the convention is to get three pages. However, at the Zhenguo level, the reward of the Holy Page is secondary. The important thing is the opportunity to enter Xuehai, Holy Tower and other places. In fact, these are too far away, waiting for you to become. When Jinshi enters the academy, he will naturally understand.”

Fang Yun was just curious, but shopkeeper Tang Da was afraid that he was too ambitious, so Fang Yun didn't ask further.

Fang Yun said: "Including the ones given by Magistrate Cai, I only have seven holy pages in my hand now. They will be gone after they are used up. I am reluctant to sell them."

"Well, the holy pages are precious. Try to keep them to save your life. When you have more in the future and want to sell them, you must come to me first."

Fang Yun smiled and said: "This holy page should have other functions, right?"

The shopkeeper of Tang Dynasty said calmly: "Yes, generally, cultural treasures of a bachelor's degree or above will not be sold for money. They will either barter or exchange them with holy pages. The saints' family also has no shortage of money, so they often use holy pages. trade."

The two entered the Prefectural Literary Academy, signed a contract, and separated. Fang Yun found Master Zhou with part of "Fox on Rhymes" written by Fang Daniu.

When Master Zhou saw Fang Yunlai, he put down the official document in his hand, glanced at the paper in Fang Yun's hand, and said jokingly: "Isn't it the work of Fang Daniu, the surrogate child student again?"

"It belongs to him. My new compilation of "Fox Rhymes" is not finished. I need to file it first to avoid being robbed." Fang Yun smiled and handed the manuscript paper to Master Zhou.

"Who dares to steal your Fang Zhenguo's masterpiece now?"

"Do I have a new nickname?"

Master Zhou smiled and said: "Of course, in less than a month, what is the dual-zhenguo if not Fangzhenguo? The sky is against the earth, the rain is against the wind, the continent is against the sky..."

Master Zhou began to read "The Rhyme of the Fox" involuntarily

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