Saint of the Confucian way

The Fang family is a famous family in Dayuan mansion and has a prominent position. Fang Yun and others fell behind the yard. There was no panic in the Fang family and the reception was orderly.

They entered the main hall, sat down at two tables, ate and chatted together.

Because of Fang Yun's imperial examination tomorrow, they gave up drinking and went to Fang Shouye's study for tea and papers after dinner.

Starting from three tombs, Five Canons, eight cables and nine hills, we talk about ancient secrets, anecdotes from all walks of life, the essence of demons and barbarians, and articles on classics. In addition to his understanding of the holy way, Fang Yun was not inferior to these people in other aspects and talked very freely.

Near midnight, Fang Yun got up to rest, and the small cultural meeting ended.

Under the leadership of Fang's servants, Fang Yun came to his guest room. The bookcase was completely placed on the desk, but he didn't move. He undressed and went to bed.

Fang Yun looked down at the fog butterfly in his arms. The little thing still didn't wake up and its shape changed. It was pasted on Fang Yun's chest like a tattoo.

"I should have eaten too many holy fruits."

Fang Yun shook his head, then lay in bed, recited the important books of the saints quickly and silently, and then fell asleep slowly.

The sky was slightly bright and the chickens were singing. Fang Yun got up.

Put on your clothes, Fang Yun made a move with you. With the power of swallowing many dragon beads, he attracted a handful of water and raised it on his face.

Fang Yun's strength is enhanced, and he has already reached the level of being free from dust. The water washed his face is still clean, which is pushed aside by invisible forces and falls on the ground.

Fang Yun opened the door, moved his body in the yard, and then returned to the house. Just as before going to bed, he ran through all the important books in his mind, and reread his poems, classics and strategies.

After all this, it was daybreak.

Li Fanming sent a letter asking where Fang Yun was. They had come to Dayuan mansion and were ready to send Fang Yun to the exam together. At the same time, they said good news. They had spent many days in Wudao River and had improved significantly in all aspects.

Especially in the aspect of literary courage, it is extremely difficult for scholars to improve their literary courage, but the comet corridor is extremely powerful. A few people are expected to enter the second realm of literary courage within three years, and Yan Yukong successfully entered the second realm of literary courage yesterday.

Fang Yun agreed to meet at Sanwei bookstore, which is not far from the State Academy of literature.

After a while, the servants of the Fang family came to Fang Yun for breakfast. Fang Yun thanked and went.

Walking to the yard outside the main hall, Fang Yun heard the people inside discussing in full swing.

Fang Yun scanned carefully and found that almost everyone was holding the new Shengdao or Wenbao in their hands. The ink on the pages overflowed and could be smelled from a distance.

"Fang Wenhou is coming!"

"Fang twelve is coming!"

"Say hello to Fang Wenba!" Dong Wencong said half jokingly.

Fang Yun wondered when he had the nicknames "Fang 12" and "Fang Wenba"?

Fang Yun found that the people were very happy and said, "what's the big deal in today's Shengdao or Wenbao?"

"It's really no big deal to get rid of you. Read the front page of Wen Bao yourself!" Dong Wencong looked at Fang Yun with great envy and threw Wen Bao to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun reached out to catch it and looked at the front page first.

"Crazy King Fang yunwenba's holy way, twelve articles startle the world!"

Fang Yun couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling. Wenbao is different from Shengdao. Shengdao is an academic journal, which pays attention to seriousness and truth, while Wenbao is for everyone in Shengyuan mainland, and its title has always been unspeakable.

"Look at the catalogue of the holy way and look at the poems." Feng Zimo handed over today's holy way.

Fang Yun took it over and turned to the catalogue. See the signature behind the catalogue of the first eleven articles, all of which are the word "Fang Yun".

"Why are there only eleven?" Fang Yun asked.

"You see, I knew he was dissatisfied! Only eleven articles? This is showing off!" Dong Wencong said.

"Your music score of" general's order "is at the back, and there are exactly twelve together! There is no precedent before, and there must be no future. I'm afraid the literati of the ten countries are crazy."

"We all look forward to another holy ruins, so that you can write so many good poems."

"You see, there are twelve tunes of" looking at the moon "," sighing Chang'e "," Guan Shanyue "," wind and rain dream war "," Lingyun tree "," pine stone "," green pine "," chanting pine "," remembering Qin people "," night attack "," water tune song ", and the final" general's order "

"Wenbafang twelve, crazy name spread all over the world!" Feng Zimo couldn't help laughing.

The others laughed together. It was not appropriate to use the word "bully" or "Crazy" to describe people, but it seemed very pleasant to use it on Fang Yun.

"Don't make fun of me."

"How can you make fun of me? After your" holy way "in August became famous as Tenglong and" magpie bridge Fairy ", a few scholars in Qingguo and Wuguo also said that it was your last glory, but it was only a flash in the pan, saying that your" holy way "in September must be bleak. But you are good. First, you will shine at the Mid Autumn Festival in the holy ruins, and the literature will oppress Qingguo and a state. Today, you occupy the holy way Twelve chapters have taught those people an unforgettable lesson. "

"People curse you every month, but you can make them shut up and have fun every month!"

"Now the people of the ten countries will never believe the lies of those people. You may hide your power and bide your time in the future, but we believe you will eventually rise! Once Wenba's holy way is published, there will be" really this? "Yu Xingshu asked.

Fang Yun nodded helplessly and said, "what Lord Dong said is true. Cai he and Cai Zhi county sent me a letter about it. In their spare time, they also helped design and build the buildings around the Wudao river."

"Interesting." Lu Hongyi's face, which has not smiled for thousands of years, finally smiled.

Feng Zimo said with a smile, "as soon as the holy way is published today, those who designed the archway and craftsmen may hate Fang Wenhou. The archway requires different seats, and because it requires that it will not fall for a thousand years, the construction must be meticulous. Without three months, they may not be able to finish it."

"If I were angry, Fang Yun's second literati example, second four praises, City Banquet Festival and so on all need to build the memorial archway, not only three months, but it may not be completed in four months!"

Dong Wencong said, "you don't have the ruling party. I don't know the details. The imperial court has upgraded the memorial archway transported by the other party. All the memorial archways are built according to the standard of not falling for 3000 years. The carving workers of the memorial archway also have higher requirements. The previous ones need to be rebuilt, and a team of people have been sent."

"Fang 12 has done a lot of harm!" Fang Shouye joked.

The people talked and laughed and ate their breakfast happily.

After breakfast, Mrs. Fang called Fang Yun aside and took out a basket with non perishable food. The supplier Yun people tried to eat it for three days, including water, steamed bread, dried meat, bacon and other simple food.

Fang Yun thanked Mrs. Fang and put them away one by one.

As soon as the time came, they went out with Fang Yun and took several carriages to the Academy.

Fang Yun wanted to review his lessons in the car, but it was so busy outside that he simply gave up reviewing.

Fang Yun found that today's Dayuan mansion is particularly lively, which is almost comparable to the city banquet festival of Yuhai mansion a few days ago. Every time he passes a street, he will see Dayuan citizens walking with their families to the direction of the literary academy.

"Go to see Fangzhen country!" many children jumped excitedly.

"My mother said to have a look at Fang Zhenguo, I can be a scholar!"

"Hey, hey, my mother said that I can be a juror at a glance in Fangzhen country."

"Don't brag. Don't talk about it. Even if you're a dry son to Fang Zhenguo, you can't raise people."

"Mom, he scolded me, sobbing..." the seven year old cried in the street.

The adults on one side laughed.

The carriage was getting slower and slower because there were too many people going to the literary academy.

Fang Yun shook his head. Fortunately, he was afraid of many people in Wenyuan street. He asked Yan Yukong and others to wait for him in Sanwei bookstore. If they waited at the gate of Wenyuan, it was estimated that the two sides would not meet at all.

Not long after, when the car came to the Sanwei bookstore, Fang Yun looked out of the window and half the street where the Sanwei bookstore was blocked.

Fang Yun didn't know what was going on, so he rushed out of the window to a familiar Bookstore clerk, made a gesture and asked, "what's the matter with Sanwei bookstore?"

The man was stunned and pointed to Fang Yun. His face was red and he couldn't speak.

Fang Yun was about to say something when the man shouted, "Fang Yun is here!" after shouting, the man was stunned and slapped himself in the face.

Shua Shua

Seven talented ancient swords are put around the man's neck.

The man's legs softened with fear and explained with a sad face: "don't kill me, my own man! Those people in Sanwei bookstore are waiting for Fang Yun. I was stupid for a moment and shouted out. I... my three generations of good people, Fang... Lord Wenhou knows me! If you don't believe me, ask him!"

Fang Yun couldn't laugh or cry. He hurriedly said, "thank you, adults. I really know this man. He shouldn't be an inverse scholar."

The clerk of the bookstore swore and scolded: "the whole family died against the seed! The demon is a dead family!"

"Where is Fang Yun?" the people in front of Sanwei Bookstore rushed forward.

Fang Yunfu.