The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

When the car arrived at Shangshe, Fang Yun pushed the door open and found that the house was empty.

Fang Yun stood silently in the yard, then walked to Yang Yuhuan's room.

Yang Yuhuan's dressing table only had a few rouge and powder, but the table next to the dressing table was full of papers.

On one side were stacked "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", "Thousand Character Classic", "Humble House Inscription", "Arrow in the Stone" and other poems written by Fang Yun, which were used as copybooks by Yang Yuhuan. On the other side were the results of Yang Yuhuan's copying. Although she learned Fang Yun's "Liu Style", her words were thinner and more delicate, and her soft and weak appearance was very similar to her.

On the desk, there were also a few pieces of paper, the words on them were like dog crawling, and there were a few cute little paw prints.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, it must be Nunu's masterpiece.

Next to the desk, there was also a zither stand, and a zither was placed on it, which was selected by the two of them together.

Ever since she knew that the zither and the zither could make a harmonious sound, Yang Yuhuan never touched the zither again, and only practiced the zither. Yang Yuhuan has a musical talent that ordinary scholars can hardly reach. Now her sedao has reached a level. If it is spread out, it will be enough to shock a country.

Fang Yun slowly walked to Yang Yuhuan's bed. The quilt was neatly folded, there was no wrinkle on the sheets, and a faint fragrance came to his face.

At the head of the bed, there was an unfinished embroidery, and Fang Yun reached out to pick it up.

There were already two mandarin ducks on it, but no water.

Fang Yun's eyes flashed, and finally became dim, and slowly put it down. Fang Yun turned around and looked around Yang Yuhuan's room. Suddenly, he realized that there were more things belonging to scholars in this boudoir, and very few things for young girls' boudoirs.

Fang Yun suddenly appeared in front of his eyes about Yang Yuhuan, reading, writing, playing the se, looking at the study opposite...

"Alas..." Fang Yun sighed lightly, his eyes were a little wet.

"You, it must be hard to chase me behind..."

Fang Yun slowly walked out of Yang Yuhuan's bedroom, came to the hall, sat quietly, and watched carefully.

For other families, the main hall is a place to receive guests, which should be very familiar, but Fang Yun felt it was very strange.

After living in Shangshe for several months, the number of times he received guests here was extremely limited.

Fang Yun suddenly realized that he had sacrificed too much for studying, for the holy way, and for literary status.

Fang Yun was a little sad, and he was too lonely.

Fang Yun did not ask himself whether it was worth it.

"At the end, time will tell me the answer."

Fang Yun stood up silently, walked out of the main hall, walked to the door of the study, and looked back at the main hall.

"If there is a half-saint as a father, maybe I can spend more time in the main hall instead of the study."

Fang Yun entered the study and closed the door, as if he was isolated from the world.

Fang Yun glanced at the study, whether it was the lines on the bookshelf or the position of each book, whether it was the shine of the chair armrests rubbed out or the angle of the table, they were all very familiar.

At this moment, he was only three or four days away from death.

Fang Yun sat steadily on the chair, poured clean water into the inkstone, took out an ordinary ink ingot and ground it slowly.

"At least, I won't let down the world of wonderful books."

Fang Yun's mind calmed down in an instant.

Fang Yun looked out the window. As night fell, a few stars were faintly visible, and there was no moonlight in the sky at the end of the month.

"At least I won't let down the world of wonderful books!"

Fang Yun silently repeated it for the second time in his heart, and took out a book "Jinshi Jingyi Topic Explanation" from the table, selected a Jingyi question, thought for a moment, picked up the pen to solve the problem, and wrote slowly.

After finishing two Jingyi, Fang Yun selected a few policy essay questions and answered them seriously.

At night, the sound of a carriage came from outside the door, and Fang Yun gently washed the small regular script brush in the pen washer, placed it on the pen holder, and got up and walked out.

Lanterns entered the room, followed by the eunuch's voice in a low voice: "Mrs. Fang, be careful, it's dark, and the lights in the room are not on yet. If you get hurt, the Queen Mother will break our legs."

"Home?" Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan, whose cheeks were slightly red under the lanterns, and suddenly felt a little strange. He had known Yang Yuhuan for so long, but this was the first time he welcomed Yang Yuhuan back from outside at home.

"Yes, I'm back." Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Yun under the starry sky and nodded gently. She seemed a little shy, and instinctively lowered her head and turned sideways, not wanting Fang Yun to see her slightly red and swollen eyes.

"Yingying..."

Nunu suddenly threw the inkstone turtle into the flower bed, threw herself into Fang Yun's arms, looked at Fang Yun with tears in her eyes, and kept rubbing her head against Fang Yun's chest.

"I'm fine." Fang Yun smiled and stroked the little fox.

"Finally I see you! There's nothing much in the palace, it's much worse than my home!" The little yellow dragon flew to Fang Yun, still smiling playfully, but his eyes were more stable than usual.

Yang Yuhuan walked slowly, stood in front of Fang Yun, looked up at the face she had been thinking about day and night, and whispered: "You have lost weight."

"You too." Fang Yun reached out and stroked Yang Yuhuan's cheek. Yang Yuhuan instinctively dodged, her face flushed, but then slowly returned and gently let her face touch Fang Yun's palm.

The inkstone turtle came out of the flower bed and secretly looked at the yard. Just as it was about to leave, it found that the little fox had glanced at it, and then it slowly crawled towards the study room with its head down.

Yang Yuhuan reached out and gently grabbed Fang Yun's clothes, and asked: "Are you going to take the imperial examination tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Did you go to the palace smoothly?" Fang Yun continued to stroke Yang Yuhuan's face.

Yang Yuhuan blushed and whispered: "Fortunately, those ladies all supported me. They all said they supported me. Her Majesty the Queen Mother is very nice. She also held my hand and chatted with me about family matters. I like her very much."

"Hey!" The little fox nodded vigorously.

"Oh, by the way, the Queen Mother is beautiful and very majestic. I have seen her in the palace before, but this time when we met in the main hall of Changle Palace, I realized that the Queen Mother is more like the emperor than the emperor in the play. Also "The Queen Mother is so kind."

"What did she say?" Fang Yun asked.

"The Queen Mother didn't talk much, but the ladies talked a lot, and Hongzhuang also talked a lot. I don't remember much about the details, and my mind was very confused at the time. After I learned that you were released from prison, I didn't want to complain, I just wanted to go home. Look at you. Let me think about it... Well, the Queen Mother said that since she is beating the drum and calling for injustice, she should be investigated strictly, and the matter of Yuan Su will be thoroughly investigated tomorrow. Also, the Queen Mother said that I should go home in peace and wait... until you and I get older. On the wedding day, she came to congratulate her in person..."

Yang Yuhuan's voice became smaller and smaller, and by the end it was no longer audible.

"It's been hard on you these days." Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan quietly.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yuhuan smiled lightly and said, "This is nothing."

Fang Yun was stunned and sighed: "Yes, compared with the days you and I spent in Ji County before, it is indeed nothing."

Yang Yuhuan handed Yin Jiangbei to Fang Yun.

But Fang Yun put Yin Jiangbei back into Yang Yuhuan's hand and said: "Tomorrow is the first day of December. I'm going to take the exam. I will be in the examination room from the first to the third day of junior high school, and I won't be back until the fourth day of junior high. This drink Jiang Bei will leave it with you first.”

"Xiao Yun, you...are you hiding something from me?" Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Yun quietly, with no trace of panic in his eyes, but with unprecedented determination.

"It's okay." Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan's clear eyes and felt panicked.

Yang Yuhuan smiled slightly and said: "Our family is the worst at telling lies. If you have anything to do, tell your sister. When you were bullied in private school, didn't you just cry to your sister? It was the most painful time back then. "My sister has thought about everything and can bear anything."

Fang Yun suddenly understood that perhaps the strongest person in the family was not him, but the woman in front of him who blushed from time to time. Her face was red, her body was soft, and her heart was warm, but she was also the strongest in the world. people.

No matter how hard it is for a man who licks blood from his knife and survives on the battlefield, it cannot be as hard as for a woman who has raised her brother and raised a family since she was a teenager. She burned fires, cooked, fetched water, did laundry, embroidered, knitted, raised chickens, etc. Picking up shoes, sweeping the floor, wiping the stove, mending, etc. may be easier than killing, but killing cannot last a lifetime. You have to do these things for a lifetime, day after day, year after year.

Now, Yang Yuhuan still needs to write, read, compose poems, and play the harp... He must chase the one he loves and cannot be left far behind.

She is much stronger than men!

A warm smile appeared on Fang Yun's face and he said, "If someone kills me, I may not be able to come back."

"That's really troublesome. I can't talk on paper, and I can't say it in words. Well, I'll wait for you at home. I know you will come back." Yang Yuhuan clenched his hands tightly, looking extremely calm.

"If I can't come back, Ao Huang will help you deal with the things in Yinjiang Beili. After I die, the Fang family will be the Xusheng family. With Ao Huang here, no one will dare to bully you. You can stay in the Fang family if you want. Stay, if you don’t want to stay, take Yin Jiangbei to where you want to go, and I will write a suicide note.”

"I'm not going anywhere, I'll wait for you at home." Yang Yuhuan's voice was decisive.

"Sister Yuhuan, don't act like a child."

"I'll wait for you at home." Yang Yuhuan's voice became firmer, and he ignored his fate and walked straight into the house.

"I'm going to prepare things for you for tomorrow's imperial examination." Yang Yuhuan's steps were much faster than usual.

Nunu looked at Fang Yun doubtfully, then at Yang Yuhuan's back, then yelled at Fang Yun twice, and ran towards Yang Yuhuan.

Fang Yun opened his mouth but said nothing.

Ao Huang put the dragon's head on Fang Yun's shoulder and said: "Your wife... No, she is my sister-in-law. It's okay. You are lucky and have a great destiny. You will definitely not die... Look at Ben Long's mouth. By the way, I My sister went to the Xihai Dragon Palace to borrow an ancient artifact to save you, but the Xihai Dragon Saint refused. That old guy is really not a thing. He has always been on good terms with demons and barbarians and does not like the human race. "

"Why doesn't he like the human race?" Fang Yun asked.

"Remember the snake half-saint who was beaten away by King Wen in the late Shang Dynasty, right?"

"Remember."

"The half-saint of the Snake Clan was actually the child of the Dragon Saint of the West Sea and a great demon king of the Snake Clan when they were playing in the demon world. The Snake Saint was extremely talented. It took him more than a hundred years to become a saint. After escaping from King Wen, he obtained the title of Xihai. Hai Longsheng’s help turned out to be Great Sage. Of course, our Dragon Clan is a little stronger than the Demon Man. Even if the Snake Saint becomes a Great Sage, he is still not as good as the four immortal Four Seas Dragon Saints. You will know what happened later. The Snake Saint was killed by the Kong Saint. He was killed on the spot and made into soup."

"It turns out that the hatred between the Dragon Saint of the West Sea and my human race is so deep."

"That old guy Ao Min is very bad. According to my guess, he can't have much affection for a snake son, but he wants to save face. At that time, he asked Kong Sheng to show mercy from a million miles away, but Kong Sheng ignored him, and then This is the main reason why he hates the human race."