Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun looked at Fang Li and said, "cousin, if you are still stubborn, you will not only miss Zhong Yong's future, but also your 'money' journey. Can't you tell which is more important, a child student or a scholar?"

Fang Li sneered and said, "I expected Zhong Yong to be a prime minister or something. Unexpectedly, he has become more and more unbearable in the past six months. You have compared him far and won't make some money now. If he can't even be admitted as a scholar in the future, who will keep me old?"

"Fool!" Cai he scolded.

"Confused!" Zong Wude scolded.

Fang Yun said, "there are no outsiders here, so I'll tell you what I think. We all know Zhong Yong's talent, and his achievements in the child student test are real. As for his ability to write poetry at the age of five, Fang Li, do you think others are fools?"

Fang Li's face stiffened, then pretended to be confused and said, "what do you mean? Zhong Yong could have written poetry at the age of five!"

Cai he and others thought deeply and understood Fang Yun's meaning.

Fang Yunque Road: "I don't think a person is so stupid that he kills a chicken and lays eggs for a talented child. The only possibility is that you have no confidence in Zhong Yong. I just said it casually, but your look changed and told me that I guessed right. I vaguely remember that someone tried to publish a collection of Fang Zhongyong's poems in the holy academy, but you didn't agree, He said he was still young, and we'll talk about it later. To your vanity, it's impossible that you don't want to go to the holy courtyard to collect and publish. Then the reason is very simple. If the holy courtyard interferes, the matter will be exposed. You can't make money by Zhongyong! "

"You... You slander!" Fang Li was furious, but his angry face could not hide the fear in his eyes.

"No, if I help you, let the holy court identify Zhongyong's poems and wash away your slander?" Fang Yun asked.

"You... Zhongyong's poems are Zhongyong's own. You are not qualified to go!"

Fang Zhongyong burst into tears and sobbed: "Uncle, my nephew admitted his mistake. When I was young, my father combined with an old boy to cheat me. The old boy made all the poems in advance when I was young. When I went to those big families when I was young, some people had been bribed by the old boy and my father, and some old boy induced their master to write questions. Before that, I had recited many poems made by the old boy, including You don't have to change anything. "

"What about after that?" Cai he asked.

"Later, when I became famous, I seldom wrote poems on the spot, but gave poems afterwards. Later, I was afraid that things would be exposed, worked hard to learn, and spent almost all my time reading. Fortunately, the students finally lived up to their name, and my father was very happy. However, after the child test, my father beat and scolded me because I didn't get to the top of the table, saying that I might not be able to win the exam in the future, and then I wanted to read and write scriptures, but he tore them up. I was only allowed to write poems that could make money. "

Everyone sighed incomparably.

Fang Yun looked gloomy, stared at Fang Li's eyes and said, "what else can you say? If you let go and let Zhong Yong study hard for ten years, maybe he can be promoted in his twenties. Whether he continues to be a scholar or a junior official in Huiji County, he is far better than now!"

Fang Li stood there blankly, then stamped his feet, raised his neck and said, "ten years? I don't know how many years I can live! If you really want to help Zhong Yong, well, give me 30000 liang of silver and I won't care about him for ten years! Otherwise, kill me! Kill me! Let Zhong Yong bear the dirty name of killing his father!"

"Presumptuous!" Cai he was furious. Even if he deducted some other income from the county, he could save five or six hundred taels of silver all year round, which could be regarded as wealth.

Fang Li continues to play rogue: "Don't give it? I don't have to say. I know you will forcibly rob Zhong Yong, but I have a mouth! As long as you dare to rob, I will publish the Bureau set up by me and the old boy, and completely destroy his literary name! Don't you say that if he continues to follow me, it will be harmful to me? If you rob him, it will be unfair to destroy his literary name! At that time, I'm afraid that you, Fang Zhongyong's uncle, will also die It will damage the text name! "

Cai he hates his teeth itching. After all, this is the family business of the Fang family. As a county magistrate, he can't control it by law.

Those people are very angry. Fang Li is scum.

Fang Yun was silent and didn't know what he was thinking.

Fang Li laughed and said, "why? Are you afraid? What can a group of bullshit scholars do to me? Kill me? Let Zhong Yong curse his father? Want to rob my son? There's no door! Make a decision quickly, Fang Yun. I know you get a lot of treasures from the Holy ruins. It's not bad for this money. Now you want 30000 Liang, and I'll want 40000 Liang in a quarter of an hour!"

Fang Yun Road: "I know your temperament very well. I'll give you 30000 Liang today. When you spend all your money, you will naturally threaten me in the name of Zhong Yong and treat me as an inexhaustible bank. What's more, who do you think we are! The demons and hundreds of millions of demons can't help me. Do you think a little naughty can beat me? If you can't even cure a little naughty, what can I do with the demons and savages Holy bet! I didn't want to do everything. Since you don't hesitate to destroy Zhong Yongzhi's talent and don't cherish your reputation, I'll help you! "

Fang Yun said, reached out and took off the official seal around his waist and said, "come on, take my paper and pen!"

Cai he showed a very excited look. The county magistrate, a noble Jinshi, trotted to Fang Yun's study and said, "I'll come! I'll come!"

Li Fanming was stunned for a moment, then laughed and went to the study to move the table with CAI he.

The others guessed one after another, and even Yan Yukong was full of expectations.

Fang Li was frightened and shivered, "what are you... What are you going to do? Scholars are not good things! How do you want to harm me? I... I won't bend... Give in! I'll fight with you!"

Fang Yun asked calmly, "are you willing to die?"

"I... I'm going to die for you!" Fang Li leaned against Cai he's lips and tongue, suddenly retreated like lightning, covered his neck and shouted, "it hurts! It hurts me! It's bleeding!"

The crowd roared with laughter. Fang Zhongyong knelt on the ground and refused to get up. He looked at his father with a sad look and lowered his head again.

Cai he and Li Fanming came out carrying the table with the four treasures of study on it. The table was made of demon wood and weighed 500 Jin. It was given by the Empress Dowager and can't be carried by four or five people.

Cai he looked at Fang Li as he walked, showing a happy smile.

Fang Li is even more afraid. Cai he is a real Jinshi magistrate of the county. His literary name is no less than that of an ordinary magistrate. He will have a great chance to become a Hanlin or even a bachelor in the future. Even such people show such a look. Fang Yun will do something terrible.

Fang Li turned and ran.

"Take it!" Cai he whispered. Two guards rushed into the door to catch Fang Li and deliver him to Fang Yun.

"Let me go! Let me go! I agreed! I agreed!" Fang Li shouted as he struggled.

"Do you think I will believe your nonsense?" Fang Yun said.

When the table fell to the ground, Fang Yun put his hand to the jade bamboo pen holder, pulled his finger, and finally pulled out a langhou pen from the pen holder. This is not a Langhao pen made of weasel hair, but a brush made of the tip of langyao Hou's tail.

Langhou pen can be called the hardest brush. If you are careless, you will pierce the paper and make jokes. However, if you can write words with langhou pen, the words will be like a knife, penetrating through the back of the paper and penetrating into the wood.

Once a scholar pierced people's throat with a wolf Hou pen as a murder weapon. The sharpness of this pen can be seen.

Only in very extreme cases can literati use Langhao pen. Ji Mengxian, the number one scholar of Qingguo, attacked Fang Yun with Langhao, which can not only write words like a knife, but also make the meaning like a knife.

Fang Yun took a deep breath slowly, and the pen edge entered the ink. Unexpectedly, there was a sound of gold and iron.

When the wolf Hou pen was full of thick ink, Fang Yun said, "those who make Fang Li stink for thousands of years are not Fang Zhongyong, but Fang Yun, but Fang Li!"

With that, Fang Yun held the seal of the three pin Wen in his left hand and wrote with a pen in his right hand.

"Fang Zhongyong, a citizen of Jixian County, is a Li Geng. Zhong Yongsheng has lived for five years. He didn't know anything about books. He suddenly cried and begged for it. His father is different..."

"Boom..."

There was no wind or cloud in the sky, but there was thunder. Everyone with a literary position in Dayuan mansion, down to children and up to university students, moved gently in the literary palace and looked up at the sky together.

Everyone heard a stone cold voice reciting an article loudly.

"Ji county people Fang Zhongyong, Shili Geng..."

In the process of writing the article, all the literati within hundreds of miles of Dayuan mansion were surprised. As the article continued, many people applauded.

"Literary criticism! Literary criticism! Good courage! Good literary talent! I don't know who it is!"

"Our country has such a sharp pen. Why do you worry about demons and children!"

"Well written! I can't stand Fang Li for a long time! It's a disaster for scholars that good children are encouraged!"

"Alas, this man's writing is good. Fang Zhongyong's name really doesn't work after the child student test."

"Eh? Fang Zhongyong is called his nephew in the article. If he has such a pen, it's Fang Yun!"

"Minran people? Kill the chicken to get the egg? It's a good metaphor. It's worthy of being Fang Zhenguo. Since you dare to write this article, you must be able to Zhenguo!"

In the courtyard of the Fang family, Fang Yun continued to write the famous work "hurt Zhongyong" by Wang Anshi, a famous thinker, politician, writer and reformer of the Song Dynasty.

The article changed some time and place, and also changed some details according to the situation of Jixian County, but it did not change Wang Anshi's literary meaning. This article is used to warn future generations that they must not be complacent because of their talent, and the day after tomorrow's learning is more important.

In the end, Fang Yun added what he had learned and criticized that some parents would only praise their children's intelligence when they met their children with good results. This is just highlighting their natural talents and ignoring the efforts of the day after tomorrow. On the contrary, it will make the children complacent, mistakenly think that they are really smarter than everyone, and mistakenly think that they can achieve good results again without efforts.

Using the research of later educational psychology, Fang pointed out that children should not be excessively denied, but they must pay attention to ways, praise their efforts, not their intelligence.

At the end of the article, Fang Yun, as an ordinary scholar and uncle Fang Zhongyong, shouted and asked all scholars whether they were indifferent to Fang Zhongyong's way of foolishness and filial piety, or did they write down Fang Li to save Fang Zhongyong with the way of full education?