Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun looked at the sky and said, "go back to the house and sleep first. After breakfast, I'll call you. I'll continue to go back to my study."

Zhang Jing'an was stunned and asked suspiciously, "it's dawn now. Have you been reading and didn't sleep?"

"What's strange?" Fang Yun turned and walked to the study.

Zhang Jing'an stayed where he was and looked up at the sky. The East was blue and white, and the sun did not come out.

"Even when the Imperial Academy is sleeping, I can't hear my footsteps. I've learned from Liang FeiShou in Nancheng for several months. It seems that he has really been reading. He can become an imperial academy not by luck." Zhang Jing'an muttered to himself.

After standing for a moment, Zhang Jingan looked back at the closed door, then sighed and walked back dejected.

"Liang FeiShou said that since he became a gentleman on the beam, he would admit to planting if he was caught. Forget it, I won't run today. See what he can do to me!" Zhang Jingan yawned and went back to the house to sleep.

The morning sun shone on the Zhujiang Marquis house, and people were busy one after another, which gave such a big mansion vitality.

After breakfast, Fang Yun called Zhang Jing'an to his study.

Fang Yun sat on the chair behind the desk, his hands folded on the table, his back against the back of the chair, and calmly looked at Zhang Jing'an standing in front. There was no emotion in his eyes.

Zhang Jing'an raised his head a little, with some momentum, but his right hand pinching the corner of his clothes exposed his timidity.

Fang Yun glanced at Zhang Jing'an, which was different from the meeting a few days ago. When he first met, Zhang Jing'an looked a little sloppy, but now he is taken care of by his servants. He is completely a handsome little childe.

"I don't know Mr. Zhang asked me to come here. What can I do for you?" Zhang Jing'an bowed his hand to Fang Yun as a scholar.

Fang Yun didn't care about Zhang Jingan's title. He snorted and asked, "today I'm going to send you to school."

Zhang Jing'an's pupil suddenly widened and said quickly, "if you have the ability, you'll always stare at me. As long as you're not around, I'll escape! I'll never go to school in my life!"

"Well, since you don't go to school, I, a father, can't force you," Fang Yun said.

Zhang Jing'an raised his chin and sneered, "don't lie to me. Do it quickly! Don't worry, even if you break my ass, if I'm soft, I'll read my last name upside down!"

Fang Yun smiled, took his hands off the table, stared at Zhang Jing'an and said, "hit you? If you really want to do it, you were already lying in bed the day before yesterday. Crying for your father and mother!"

"Hum!" Zhang Jing looked fearless.

Fang Yun said, "as your father, I am always responsible for your future. Otherwise, you always use life instead of raising and raising instead of teaching as an excuse. Well, tell me what you want to be in the future?"

Zhang Jing'an said loudly: "naturally, I want to be a general! My ambition is to go to the battle to kill the enemy, kill all demons and barbarians, return a Lang Lang sky of the Terran, and become a great hero of the Terran, which will last forever!"

Fang Yun smiled and said, "OK! It's worthy of being the tiger son of Zhang Jia!"

Zhang Jingan smiled and felt embarrassed.

"Well, then you come with me." Fang Yun got up and walked outside the study.

Zhang Jing'an hurriedly followed and asked, "where are you going?"

"You'll know when you arrive." Fang Yun walked along.

"Hum!" Zhang Jingan snorted and reluctantly continued to follow.

Zhang's house had recruited many servants. Fang Yun asked people to prepare the carriage, told the groom the destination, and led Zhang Jing'an into the carriage.

The father and son said nothing. After a while, Zhang Jing'an finally couldn't help asking, "what do you want the groom to do outside the West City, jingxiwei?"

"You'll know when you arrive," Fang Yun said, continuing to study in the world of strange books.

After a while, Zhang Jing'an asked, "what did you rob in Gou's house that day? I heard that those people in Gou's house are crazy. Will they attack us?"

"With me, they dare not. As for what they robbed, they will tell you later." Fang Yun said.

"Well... What if Gou Bao's old dog comes back? Although he wants to guard Qishan army and can't return to Beijing without the order of the king of Chu, as long as he gets the order, he can come back and kill us in one day." Zhang Jing'an said anxiously.

"When soldiers come to block, water and earth cover up. Qishan army is guarding the border. Within a year or two, he can't come back. The king of Chu can't risk Qishan army being surrounded and annihilated, and it's impossible to send him back alone, let alone call back all 200000 Qishan Army and give up the formulated strategy for an undead Gou Zhi. I hope Gou Bao will return recklessly, so I have an excuse to tell him A conspiracy! "Fang Yun said.

"You think a lot. You just came back from prison. How did you know?" Zhang Jing'an asked.

"These two * * * * are not idle. They asked several old scholars to understand the situation of the state of Chu and the world, and then turned to the residence newspaper of the state of Chu." Fang yundao actually directly consulted the information of Kong Sheng's literary circles through his official seal and with the privilege of virtual saint.

In the literary circle of Confucius, he can't give any instructions. Now he can't use a trace of talent in the holy temple, but in terms of actual authority, he is higher than everyone in the literary circle of Confucius!

In addition to the secret history of the royal families of various countries, Fang Yun can directly read all matters that appear in the residence newspapers of various countries or recorded by the holy temples.

"I see. I'm relieved. But... I can hide for a while, but I can't hide for a lifetime. Qishan army is not far away from Zhujiang army, and Qishan army is more valued by the king of Chu and defends the important point. If Qishan army stumbles, we Zhujiang army will feel bad."

"No harm, I'll solve it myself." Fang Yun said calmly.

Zhang Jing'an glanced and whispered, "I don't like your appearance of cowhide blowing through the sky."

"When you become a bachelor, such words will be more convincing." Fang Yunsi didn't care.

Father and son chatted with each other and quarreled occasionally. Soon, the carriage left the city and stopped at the gate of jingxiwei.

Fang Yun got out of the carriage and looked ahead.

This is a continuous barracks, shaded by green trees and surrounded by red walls.

It's early in the morning. Although my sight is blocked, I occasionally hear the sound of shocking slogans. It seems that Jing Xiwei's soldiers are practicing inside.

Two rows of soldiers stood upright at the gate of jingxiwei.

A military attache in the door looked at Fang Yun in surprise, stepped forward quickly, gave a military salute, and asked in surprise, "are you Lord Zhang Longxiang?"

"Oh? Do you recognize me?" Fang Yun asked.

The military attache said with a smile: "the little one is the son of anling Bo's house. When I went out with my little uncle, I saw the Marquis several times. You are a noble man and forget things."

Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "I had some friends with that boy Jinhan. Now he is promoted to a scholar and in charge of Jing Xiwei. I want to visit him."

The military officer's face changed slightly, and his smile seemed stiff.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "however, I know he may be busy and inconvenient to meet. However, I have one thing to ask. Since he was a child, he wants to be a general. Let's see if Jinhan can arrange a special general for him."

Not only the military attache and the soldiers at the door, but even Zhang Jing'an was stunned.

"My lord... You are in a small dilemma. Even the most important general in the state-owned law should at least be appointed by the whole family. Your son may take some time."

Fang Yun turned to Zhang Jing'an and said, "you see, you can't be a general."