The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Although Fang Yun only had two or three hundred words for filing, Master Zhou actually read it three times in a row before stopping. The more he read, the sadder his expression became.

Fang Yun felt baffled. He knew that "Duiyun" had an extremely huge impact on the world, especially in the contemporary era when war poetry was vigorously developed, but why did Master Zhou suddenly become sad?

Master Zhou sighed and said: "If I could have obtained this article back then, why would it be that my poetry has never been able to be recognized as an elegant poet! I just thought it was a mistake in poetry all my life, and today I know that my teacher is not Fang Zhenguo! Why didn't I do it thirty years ago? Let me learn this "Duiyun"! "Why!"

Master Zhou almost beat his chest and stamped his feet, almost burst into tears.

Fang Yun had no choice but to persuade: "In fact, it's not too late for Master Zhou to study poetry."

But Master Zhou said: "It's too late! Our souls are dusty and our literary courage is dim. Even if we learn this "Duyyun", our poems will not be as good as our best. We have only two ways now, keep going. Through all the ways of benevolence, righteousness, courage, etc., one day you will be able to gain fame and fortune, and hope that your descendants can go further on the road to civil status."

"You choose to accumulate more and gain more?" Fang Yun asked.

"I choose the latter, or more than 80% of people will choose the latter. The reason why the left prime minister has the power he is today is not only because he has studied the lobbying methods of politicians, but also not only because he studied under Lu Buwei and Lu Sheng carefully read "Lü Buwei" "Shi Chun Qiu", the most important thing is that too many officials chose the latter. The reason why your "Huang Liang Yi Meng" in "The Story of Pillow" is called Wei Yan Da Yi is because it was published at the right time."

Fang Yun nodded.

"Fang Yun, you have a bright future, don't try to imitate me. By the way, why is it called "Fox on Rhyme"?"

Fang Yun smiled and told Master Zhou about Nunu's performance in class.

"Aside from the students and teachers in Class A, is there no one else who knows about "The Rhyme of the Fox"?"

"Apart from the people in the clan school, only Daniel and I know." Fang Yun replied.

"I will send this article to Mr. Yuanjun, and then ask him to send people from the 'Xingdian' to find out everyone who knows about "The Rhyme of the Fox". No matter they are adults or children, they must not be leaked before you write the book. ”

"Xingdian? I heard you right, what about it?" Fang Yun was extremely surprised.

The Ministry of Punishment and the Division of Punishment are the government agencies of various countries, but the Palace of Punishment is different. It is the highest law enforcement agency of the Holy Academy. At least one who has mastered literary courage can join, and everyone takes an oath in front of the statue of the saints. They exist to safeguard the highest interests of the human race, and even the Holy Family can only influence but not control the Palace of Punishment.

As long as the Palace of Punishment takes action, it will be a major event that alarms the ten countries. It usually involves catching the literati who betrayed mankind, and the methods are extremely ruthless.

"The Palace of Punishment must be used. I don't see the value of the "Three Character Classic", but the value of "Fox on Rhyme" is obvious. This "Fox on Rhyme" is a brand-new way of enlightening rhythm, and the paper may barely be published in the county. , but in terms of importance, it is still more important than Zhenguo Poetry. You must not write it in a hurry, you must be serious, even if it takes another year to finish it. We all can afford to wait. This is probably your chance to become a great scholar. Nayi Zhishi became a great scholar when he was only in his thirties because he wrote a book named "Zhishi Selected Works". Every word is worth a thousand dollars. It is said that if the manuscript is thrown out, it will sink three feet into the ground. . Although it is just an opportunity, it is not guaranteed to become a great scholar, but it is ten thousand times better than those of us who don’t even have the opportunity. Remember, you can’t be reckless.”

Fang Yun originally wanted to finish it early, but after hearing Master Zhou say this, he had to say: "I will finish the book as early as next month, and it won't be as fast as the Three Character Classic."

"Next month? Although it's a bit rushed, it's not too soon. You have a draft, right?"

Fang Yun remained calm as usual and said: "Of course. I was young and stupid, and I always wanted to find a shortcut to learn poetry, so I slowly summarized these rhyme contrasts, so I came up with those poems later, but it was only recently that I came up with the idea of ​​writing them into a book. When I was young, I often thought about rhymes by the river and was misunderstood for being lazy. Now that I think about it, those grievances are nothing."

Fang Yun was sweating in his heart. Fortunately, Fang Yun was a bit silly back then and often went to the river to sit around and think about things to relieve his depression.

"Extraordinary people must have extraordinary phenomena. You are called to work hard and accumulate wealth! Those children who laughed at you may regret it very much now. When you become prosperous, you can write the enlightenment by the river in your autobiography. After the warning people."

Fang Yun secretly thought that this bullshit got bigger and bigger, and he actually became enlightened by the river.

"My lord, you have given me too much credit. What else should I do during the registration process?" Fang Yun asked.

"You sign your name on this manuscript, press your thumbprint and you are good to go. I will hand this manuscript to Mr. Yuan Jun. A manuscript of this level must be kept by him personally and cannot be seen by other officials. I I’ll send you out, and then go find Mr. Yuanjun and ask him to send someone from the Palace of Punishment to seal it.”

The two of them walked out together, and Fang Yun asked, "Does Grand Scholar Li also hold a position in the Holy Academy?"

"Of course, he is a member of the 'War Palace' and is the East China Sea Deputy Head of the Siren Academy. He is in charge of the daily affairs of the East China Sea Dragon Palace. His status and real power in the Holy Academy is higher than that of the Left Prime Minister. If the Left Prime Minister comes to Jiang When there happened to be a sea monster invasion in Zhouzhou, Duke Jianmei could command him, so no matter how much Duke Jianmei scolded Zuo Xiang, Zuo Xiang could only endure it, unless Zuo Xiang became a great scholar.

"No wonder." Fang Yun said.

"I hope you can become the next Lord Sword Eyebrow instead of bringing disaster to the country. Mr. Yuan Jun is about to return to his residence. I will deal with this "Fox on the Rhyme"." Master Zhou said with his hands.

"Farewell." Fang Yun cupped his hands and walked out.

Fang Yun looked at the bustling passers-by in front of Wenyuan Street and walked slowly forward on the gravel road, letting Fang Daniu follow behind him in the carriage.

Wenyuan Street under the sunset has a different kind of scenery.

There are mostly scholars here, some alone, some with their families, some in groups, most of them have relaxed smiles on their faces.

Some come to the bookstore to buy "Holy Way" and "Wenbao", some come to buy the Four Treasures of the Study, some come to buy books, and some even just come to browse and feel the atmosphere here.

Bargaining, shouting, whispering, loud talk, all kinds of sounds filled this ancient street.

"The fragrance of ink accompanies the sound of books, and the bustling city is also not ordinary. The people who represent this world are not the high-ranking officials or wealthy families, but the various literary academies, the various academic streets, and this one person."

Fang Yun smiled calmly and walked out of Wenyuan Street smoothly. He looked back at the setting sun and stepped onto the carriage.

After Fang Yun returned home, he discussed buying a new house with Yang Yuhuan, Fang Daniu and Mrs. Jiang.

Shopkeeper Tang Da paid 10,000 taels of silver at one time, which was a really huge sum of money. Even if the house price in Dayuan Mansion was much higher than that in Ji County, 10,000 taels of silver was enough to buy a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits in an ordinary location.

Fang Yun actually didn't want to buy a big house. He would be satisfied with his own study and courtyard, but he wanted Yang Yuhuan to live better and eat better, and his increasing status did not allow his residence to be too simple. .

Fang Yun asked Yang Yuhuan to go find Mrs. Fang tomorrow. With Mrs. Fang, a native of Dayuan Prefecture and a famous lady, there would be no problems in buying a house.

After dinner, Yun Yun continued to study hard and practice calligraphy without slacking off at all. He would also think while resting.

"If warriors need to practice boxing, spar and fight to the death to become stronger step by step, then we scholars who keep reading, writing scriptures and poems are practicing boxing, going to poetry gatherings is sparring, and using war poems is life and death. Fight. The goals are different, the paths are different, but the efforts are the same!”

"Efforts may not succeed, but you will definitely gain something! If you don't work hard, you will get nothing!"

“Whether it’s intelligence, talent, or the world of books, it’s not the reason for success, it’s the reason for hard work!”

"Those who have talent and work hard are the brains of the human race."

"And those who have nothing but still work hard are the backbone of the human race!"

"Choosing the right direction and working hard to move forward are the reasons for success!"

As Fang Yun continued to learn and realize, his belief became firmer, his literary palace became stronger, and his talents grew much faster than those ignorant children.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the morning that Fang Yun went to bed.

Fang Yun got up on time at six o'clock. After breakfast, he first taught Yang Yuhuan how to read, and then read and studied with Nunu's company.

Fang Yun's residence is very quiet, but the Yan family, dozens of streets away, is different.

Early in the morning, as usual, the concierge of the Yan family walked towards the door in a daze. Before he could get closer, he was almost fainted by the stench.

The concierge took a closer look and saw that a large amount of filth and urine flowed into the courtyard from the crack in the door. Dead rats, rotten meat and various filth were everywhere near the courtyard wall.

The concierge covered his nose and ran back, shouting at the same time: "Master! Madam! It's not good! Something big has happened!"

Not long after, everyone in the Yan family got up and hurriedly dealt with the stains in front of the door. When they opened the door, they saw that there was no one standing outside the door, and the walls had been painted with disgusting things.

"Who did this! Don't let me find out! Otherwise I will cut you into pieces!" The roar of the eldest master of the Yan family echoed in the air.

Just after six-thirty, the relatives of the Yan family, led by Mrs. Yan, gathered together and walked to the Fang Clan School in mourning and mourning just like yesterday.

They walked to a secluded place, and more than ten masked men rushed out, each with a sack. They tied up all the Yan family members, punched and kicked them, and then left quickly. Before leaving, they did not forget to take away the money from the Yan family members. .

At half past seven, Yan Dianli slowly went to the government office with a warm little purple clay pot in his hand. He was just an ordinary scholar. Thanks to the fact that his cousin's family was a prominent family, he was lucky enough to become a ninth-grade official with power. It's more than enough, and my life is very comfortable.

When he entered the government office, the doorman greeted him as usual. He smiled and nodded, enjoying the compliments from these people.

After walking a few steps, I happened to see the arrester in Fucheng. Official Yan Dian smiled and said, "Old Pan, are you feeling energetic today?"

But Capt. Pan turned away as if he had seen the god of plague, pretending that he could not see him.

Yan Dianli was puzzled, and when he saw Liu Kushi, who was usually on good terms with him, he smiled and said, "Did something happen today?"

Liu Kushi hesitated for a moment and said: "You should quickly clear up the relationship with the Yan family. The old lady scolded Lord Futai last night, and Lord Futai just finished scolding the Yan family this morning."