Saint of the Confucian way

There are tens of thousands of people living in Jingguo school palace. It is like a small city. It is very lively even at night.

The Waishe area is like an ordinary two-story Inn, densely lined up. Four people fall asleep in each room, chatting, reading, grinding, snoring, talking in sleep and so on.

If there are molars, snoring, talking in sleep and sleepwalking in the same room at the same time, it will inevitably become a scene of the school palace, and an endless stream of new students come to visit at night.

If there is a strange phenomenon of many people talking in their dreams, "that's right! The Shangshe people will lead our country to participate in the Xuegong Wenbi. Fang Yun is only one person. What can we compare with the people of the other nine countries and the Confucius School palace? Before, there was a valley country after Jingguo. Should Jingguo be the bottom of this year's Xuegong Wenbi?"

There was a sudden silence in front of the first house. Even those who supported Fang Yun couldn't speak.

"Alas... I believe Fang Yun will certainly shine in the school palace literature competition after another two years of honing. He will make Jingguo school palace into the top three, but he is still young. It will be harmful to him to let him stay in Shangshe."

"That's not true. Yi Zhishi can be called the first person in nearly a hundred years. The four talented people can't hold it together. He led the martial arts palace to attack the first of the ten countries many times, but he was still on the verge of success and was defeated by Qi, Shu or Confucius. Learning Gong Wen depends not on one person, but on the strength of the whole country. It depends on the concerted efforts of many people. No matter how high a person is, it's no more than ten chips, No matter how low a person is, he can get five chips. Even if Fang Yun came down to earth with Wenqu star, he can't get eleven chips. What can he do in the end? "

"Alas, we'd better concentrate on our studies. When we become Jinshi in Japan, we hope to have the opportunity to participate in the cultural competition with him in the school palace and try not to drag him back. First, I don't have delusions. I'll be satisfied if I can enter the top three of the eleventh school palace."

"Fang Yun should not be included in the first round."

"Eh? Isn't that Princess Dachang's car?"

Fang Yun and Zhao Hongzhuang shrink back at the same time. They look at each other and smile.

"Get off." Fang Yun got off first.

Zhao Hongzhuang's eyes moved. Fang Yun was rude to do so, but then he smiled calmly. No one can make mistakes if he is not a sage. There is no need to care about this indifferent detail.

Zhao Hongzhuang opened the curtain to get off, but found Fang Yun standing by the shaft and raised her arm to show Zhao Hongzhuang to hold it.

Zhao Hongzhuang's face flew over with a touch of red clouds, and she almost wanted to find a ground seam to drill in. Her little heart moved slightly and soon stabilized. She just looked at Xiang Fangyun with extra gentle eyes.

Fang Yun's arm was extremely stable. Zhao Hongzhuang put her hand on it and got off slowly. She couldn't help thinking of how she jumped out of the carriage in front of Chen's house. Unexpectedly, Fang Yun was so considerate.

Thinking of the word "intimate", Zhao Hongzhuang's heart beat faster.

"Thank you, Fang Wenhou."

Fang Yun put away his arms and walked to the students with Zhao Hongzhuang.

"But the eldest princess and the Marquis Fang Wenhou?" one man said in a voice.

"It's me and red makeup." Fang Yun hugged everyone.

Dozens of people across the street, regardless of their previous positions, are now bowing to Fang Yun. Some people are very happy, some are flattered, and some are flustered.

Zhao Hongzhuang restrained her smile and said in a loud voice, "master Jiang ordered Fang to be transported to Shangshe, which is the aspiration of the people in Jingguo. If you are dissatisfied, you can ring the master's bell near, hit the Imperial Palace drum in the middle, and ask the holy judge far away. A group of old students of the school palace gathered in front of the new students and shouted to kill them. You have lost all the faces of the scholars!"

The opponents of Fang Yun lowered their heads in shame. People elsewhere may despise Zhao Hongzhuang, but no one in the school palace dares to be rude to Zhao Hongzhuang, not because she is a princess, but because Zhao Hongzhuang was admitted to the house without talent!

All the students of Jingguo school palace know that if Zhao Hongzhuang can get talent, she must have one of the ten upper houses.

"What master Zhuzhen said is true." a man sincerely admitted his mistake.

But one person summoned up his courage and said, "according to Lingyan Pavilion, it is the practice of ten countries to set up a house, and Fang Yun can't break it."

Zhao Hongzhuang drooped her eyelids gently and said, "why, does anyone want to 'fight for a house' for Fang Yun?"

The man trembled and whispered, "I dare not."

"Shut up if you don't dare! Go find someone who dare! Why are you waste in Tangtang Jingguo? Your tongue is like a saint when criticizing others, but your turn is like a turtle. Get out!" Zhao Hongzhuang straightened her chest high, put her left arm on her back, and glared at the students.

"Farewell, younger generation." those who opposed Fang Yun left in dismay.

Others seem to be afraid of Zhao Hongzhuang and quit one after another.

"Since Fang Wenhou is all right, we'll leave."

"It's natural for Fangzhen to live here."

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Fang Yun looked at Zhao Hongzhuang curiously. He didn't think that the princess had such a domineering side. She even disheartened the best students in Jingguo. If she didn't have enough ability and prestige, she couldn't do it.

When those people left, Zhao Hongzhuang turned to look at Fang Yun and said with a smile, "what do you think I do?"

"Princess Royal Highness." Fang Yun laughed.

"Not serious!" Zhao Hongzhuang smiled, her eyes wandering.

The door of the first house opened and a head poked out. Fang Daniu looked at Fang Yun and said with a long sigh of relief: "master, you are back at last. The students in the capital are really fierce. They are scared to death..."

As Fang Daniu was talking, he saw a white and Silver Shadow darting out of the door. The little fox climbed up along Fang Yun's robe. Finally, he squatted on Fang Yun's shoulder, rubbed Fang Yun's neck with his head, and then looked at Zhao Hongzhuang, tilted his head, as if he were remembering something.

"Nunu, do you remember me?" Zhao Hongzhuang asked.

The little fox hesitated and nodded, then looked at Zhao Hongzhuang's hand.

Fang Yun and Zhao Hongzhuang laughed together. Zhao Hongzhuang said, "I didn't bring you snacks today. I will bring you a lot of delicious food tomorrow."

The little fox immediately showed a smiling face, jumped to Zhao Hongzhuang's shoulder, rubbed her, and then jumped back to Fang Yun's shoulder.

The door of the first house was open, and LAN female officials of the court came out together with Yang Yuhuan and others.

"Welcome the eldest princess." all the women saluted.

"You're welcome to come here in the future. Yuhuan!" Zhao Hongzhuang walked briskly to Yang Yuhuan, and then walked into the room with both hands holding hands, laughing in a low voice from time to time, like silver bells.

They left Fang Yun outside the door.

The slave gently swept his big tail. Fang Yun turned his head and saw that the slave's eyes were full of pity.

Fang Yun reached out to pinch her nose and said with a smile, "don't pity me. I'm the head of the family!"

"Whining." Nu Nu shook her head and patted Fang Yun's hand with her little paw to comfort her.

"Let you be naughty!" Fang Yun said, holding nu in his arms and scratching it.

"Whining, whining..." Nu tried to roll in Fang Yun's arms and kept laughing.

The little meteor revolved around Fang Yun several times and rushed straight into Fang Yun's arms. It seemed that Fang Yun wanted to play with Fang Yun. Fang Yun slapped it out, photographed the little meteor on the wall, and then walked in with the little fox.

Little meteor flew over angrily and whirled around Fang Yun. He wanted to be fair, but Fang Yun slapped him again.

After a while, the little meteor flew over and followed Fang Yun honestly.

Daniel Fang walked over quickly and handed a big wooden box, which was full of letters and invitations, a foot high.

"Master, this is today's invitation. I didn't expect that there would be so many in half a night. I'm afraid there would be more tomorrow." Fang Daniao said.

Fang Yun took over the wooden box and turned it over. Most of them were invited by Xuegong Cultural Association, followed by the Cultural Association invitations of various families, and more than a dozen worship posts.

Fang Yun sighed helplessly. There are more high-ranking families in the capital than in other states. Most of the elite of Jingguo gather here. In the future, there will only be more or less invitation cards, which will be enough to burn for a winter.

"Well, you're busy first."

Fang Yun scanned the house.

Xueshe is no bigger than a big house. There is only one yard, but it is very large. There are small flower beds in the yard. There are two-story wooden buildings on the East and west sides and in the north. There is no forty thousand taels of silver in the capital. The house price is seven or eight times that of Dayuan mansion.

"Xuegong raises his son to meet Fang Wenhou. His friends are in trouble and have an old relationship with Wenhou. But he can only disturb." a voice sounded outside the door.