Saint of the Confucian way

Zhang Jingan's room was originally Zhang Longxiang's wife's room.

Most of the other parts of Zhang's house are dilapidated, but except for being slightly old, the house is clean everywhere, and it retains its original appearance, as if it were independent of the Zhujiang Marquis house.

Fang Yun stood in front of the dressing table and Xiaojing stood in front of the bed. A pair of spiritual eyes showed a worried color.

"Ten years ago, I was captured by the king of Chu and imprisoned until now. I have never been able to meet you. I am responsible for the death of your mother and uncle Hua, and my fault is the biggest for your suffering over the years. As a father, I apologize to you."

When Zhang Jing settled down, he was in a panic. His face was flushed, excited and nervous. Unexpectedly, his father would say such words to himself. He didn't know how to deal with it. Although he hated Zhang Longxiang, he was just looking for an object to hate. In fact, he knew that Zhang Longxiang was more unlucky than many people in the whole thing.

After a long time, Fang Yun said slowly, "the whole thing is very strange. I must find out the truth! Unfortunately, I have been in prison for ten years. The news is broken and I have no clue. Uncle Hua must have told you many things. You come together."

Zhang Jing'an looked up at Fang Yun, hesitated for a moment and said, "Grandpa Hua is actually very strict. A few years ago, he only told me some things you all know, such as how grandpa got into the imperial examination, how to achieve the Imperial Academy, how to fight against demons and barbarians, and how to make Gou Bao bow his head and admit his mistake. However, I don't understand why he seldom mentioned you."

"In those days, I was much worse than your grandfather. Uncle Hua didn't mention me." Fang Yun said.

"Well, maybe. In a word, he only said how powerful grandpa was and didn't tell any secret news. He didn't get confused occasionally until grandpa Hua was wounded by Gou Zhi. Whenever he was awake, he would tell some secrets."

"Then tell me those secrets," Fang Yun said.

"I can't remember many secrets for a moment. I'll tell you where I think and when I think about it later. The most common secret he says is that grandpa is not a rebel, but a great hero of Liangjie mountain. He once fought in Liangjie mountain and achieved brilliant achievements, becoming a great scholar respected by everyone in Liangjie mountain." Zhang Jing'an said.

"When did your grandfather participate in the battle of liangjieshan? I don't know about it." Fang Yun said.

"Ah? Grandpa Hua didn't say the specific time. Are there many battles between the two mountains?" Zhang Jing'an said.

Fang Yun said, "of course, there were many. The first battle of liangjieshan had eight battles that lasted for several years. Before and after the battle of liangjieshan, I had experienced many battles, at least five of which could be called battles. If there was no specific time, I wouldn't know which battle your grandfather participated in."

Zhang Jing'an reached out and scratched his head and said, "I don't know."

"Forget it, you go on, maybe I can infer after I know more." Fang Yun said.

"HMM. OK. Grandpa Hua said that after fighting off the demon barbarians once, grandpa once stood on the Liangjie mountains with the Pearl River military flag in hand, winning glory for the literary world!" Zhang Jing'an said.

Fang Yun kept thinking that Zhang Wankong was unlikely to perform meritorious deeds, but he was not likely to participate in the battle of Liangjie mountain, because in recent years, the Terrans have been cooperating with Kong Shengwen people to let some powerful literary people use the channel of Kong Shengwen to reach the outside world, and then stay for several hours or days with special strength.

The holy courtyard did not disclose these things, but Fang Yun heard such rumors when communicating with those elderly scholars, but he didn't care before, so he didn't ask in detail.

Even in the literary circles of Confucius, the great Confucianism is precious. This experimental action naturally falls on the great scholars. Zhang Wankong is a leader among university scholars. He is also an honest scholar. It is normal to sacrifice his life to participate.

"How did Uncle Hua know? My father didn't even tell me." Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jing'an shook her head and said, "I didn't ask, but grandpa Hua seemed to have some trouble later, so she confided some truth to Grandpa Hua. By the way, after you were arrested, Zhang's house, including Niang and grandpa Hua, were arrested, but you were released one after another. I vaguely remember that those dog officials told mother and grandpa Hua to shut up and prohibit nonsense."

Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "continue."

"Grandpa Hua also said that grandpa can't go against the seed, and the Pearl River Army can't betray the state of Chu and the people. We must wait until grandpa comes back, and the truth will come out. But before grandpa comes back, I will have a hard time... Alas, how can I be so unlucky? I bear the reputation of going against the seed at a young age. Fortunately, my mind is as hard as gold and stone. Instead of those dandies, I've been crazy for a long time... "

Fang Yun interrupted Zhang Jing'an and said, "boasting is over? Be serious!"

"Cough..."

Next, Zhang Jingan talked about everything he knew.

Fang Yun listened carefully, kept it in his mind and kept guessing, but he finally guessed dozens of possibilities and couldn't solve the inverse mystery at all.

Zhang Jingan was thirsty and kept drinking water. At night, he had drunk the whole two scoops of well water.

When Zhang Jing'an finished, Fang Yun thought calmly. After a while, Fang Yun said, "where are the servants of Zhang's house?"

Zhang Jing'an showed nostalgia and said: "After they were released, they ran away and walked away. Some people robbed our property. Mother was kind-hearted. She not only didn't investigate those people, but also gave the rest of the family wealth to the people who left and let them leave. Some of them didn't want to leave, but they couldn't resist their mother. They were also kind-hearted. Even if they left, some people would come to our Hou house to give some new year's money Since my mother died, fewer and fewer people have come. On the first day of this year, there are only four families. If I say my name, you must remember. "

Fang Yun asked, "how are the four families?"

"It's said that local officials have been staring at them, and some relatives and neighbors have cut off contact with them. But I'm doing well with what I got from the marquis. If my mother hadn't told me not to trouble them, I would even go to their house." Zhang Jing'an said.

Fang Yun was silent for a moment and said, "in a few days, when Zhang's house is ready, you can bring someone to invite them back and settle them down."

"But..."

"Now that I come back, the Zhujiang marquis will never stand down! Even the king of Chu can't move my Zhujiang Marquis brick by brick!" Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jing'an whispered, "you can boast more than I did when I was in Nancheng. I almost believed it!"

Fang Yun glanced at Zhang Jing'an unhappily and said, "tomorrow you will find the four families and go to school every day from the day after tomorrow! It's really not good. I'll pay the teacher to teach you at home."

Zhang Jing'an, like a kitten trampled on his tail, immediately blew his hair, straightened his neck, stared at Fang Yun and said loudly, "I just don't read! I won't go to school! If you force me, I'll go to the south of the city to beg!"

Fang Yun smiled coldly and said, "beg? Yes!"

Zhang Jing'an looked at Fang Yun blankly and vaguely felt that he had made a very serious mistake. His own father seemed to be more difficult to deal with than the legend.

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