Saint of the Confucian way

After killing the demon, the wine and food came up, and a total of 16 people in class 3 of the two seats began to drink and eat.

After a while, they began to talk about ancient sages' stories, the privacy of current officials, the experience of killing demons, the secret of the imperial examination, and interesting stories in the literary academy. The atmosphere was excellent, and there was no such strife and hatred.

Fang Yun listened carefully to these things and increased his knowledge. At the same time, he observed these people and found that although these people are not perfect people, they are all very measured. People like Liu Zicheng are in the minority after all.

Not long ago, when it comes to this year's state examination, all the people in class three will participate, only two in class two will participate, and only one in class one. Li Yuncong, the first scholar of last year, wants to participate.

Then they began to discuss scriptures, strategies and poems. The state examination no longer asked for holy words.

When it comes to poetry, these people asked Fang Yun to talk about it. Fang Yun declined. However, he found some key points of writing poetry in the world of strange books, and combined with what he learned these days, he mentioned some places they might not know.

These scholars don't eat food or drink wine. Several people even remember while listening for fear of forgetting.

When Fang Yun finished speaking, no one spoke. Some continued to write records, while others strengthened their memory in their hearts.

Near seven o'clock in the night, there was a knock on the door, and then the three pushed the door in.

The scholars in the room thought they were the guys in the restaurant. Some looked over, some didn't look at the door. As a result, all the people who looked at the door stood up nervously. Those who didn't look back hurriedly turned back and then stood up one after another.

Fang Yun also stood up and remembered seeing three people in the canteen, but he sat far away and didn't pay much attention. Three tall and straight young men in black robes stood at the door, and a pine tree was embroidered on their cuffs.

The first one looked resolute and looked very divine. He arched his hand and said with a smile, "night maple of Lishan society, I've seen your classmates."

"I've seen brother Ye." they bowed back.

"I had dinner with some friends of Lishan society in the Xiyue building. I heard you were there. I didn't expect Fang Shuangjia to be there. Would you be willing to give us my favorite young poet for a moment and let us talk about poetry?"

Seeing that the other party came to invite Fang Yun, Chang wanxu immediately smiled and said, "I'll give it to you, but if you pour Fang Yun wine, be careful that our fifteen scholars will kill and fight with you!"

"Ha ha, I dare not! Fang Shuangjia, can you talk about it?"

"Brother ye, please be with me." Fang Yun said.

The night Maple said, "please."

The four entered the next room. There was no one else in it.

The four sat down. Ye Feng introduced two people, Huang Yusheng from Changqu mansion and Xu Jingxian from Dayuan mansion.

After exchanging greetings for a moment, Fang Yun smiled and said, "since brother Ye is the head of Lishan society, poetry is of course nothing. Is there something else to come to me this time?"

Ye Feng said with a smile, "Fang Shuangjia is really quick, so I'll say it straight. I hope you can join our Lishan society. In August this year, I will leave Jiangzhou and go to the capital to participate in the Beijing test. The position of the head of the society will be given to Yusheng. In another two years, you will be the head of Lishan society."

Fang Yun said, "as far as I know, the motto of Lishan society is: mind to sages and aim at peace. Your real purpose is not in the holy way, but in the Imperial Hall. Is what I said true?"

The night Maple looked calm and said, "we all aspire to the holy way, but the holy way is too difficult, so we might as well retreat and seek the second place. We should raise our hopes, fame and talents in the court hall. If we have the opportunity, we must set foot in the Holy way. If we don't have the opportunity, we should also be a member of the court."

Fang Yun nodded and said, "this is the best way, but I don't want to be in chaotang, so I may not be able to stay in Jiangzhou or Lishan society all the time."

"I know you have great aspirations and are a rare talent in a hundred years. We have talked about you many times. You will become a great Confucian and may even be canonized. If you are only interested in the Imperial Hall, the three of us will not invite you so solemnly. If you are willing to join Lishan society, I will give you the position of head of the society immediately."

Huang Yusheng and Xu Jingxian looked at Yefeng in surprise. Unexpectedly, he was so decisive. They didn't object, because Fang YunRuo's entry into Lishan society was of great help to them.

"Brother Xie Ye is very kind. I just want to study in Yuhai city after I get a scholar. I can't stay in the State Academy of Arts for a long time."

"I'm from Yuhai mansion." Yefeng smiled.

"After that, I went to Yuhai city. I hope brother ye can help me more."

"What's this? Not to mention that general Fang Shouye is in Yuhai, nor that governor Zhang poyue appreciates you very much. Just as a half friend of Jianmei, you can walk horizontally in Yuhai city. Lord yuan has a lot of old things in Yuhai city. If you go to Yuhai, they may go out of the city to meet each other. Where will it be my turn to help?"

"Brother Ye is too modest." Fang Yun continued to say polite words.

Ye Feng said, "why don't we hire you as a guest of Lishan society, with a hundred liang of silver every month. You can do whatever the head of the society can do, and we will try our best to promote your literary name. How about it?"

Fang Yun knows that the guest is similar to the honorary club head, and the status is higher than that of ordinary members. Most of the officials who go out from Lishan club are the honorary club head of Lishan club.

Fang Yun was hesitating, and Ye Feng said: "We know that Lishan society, a small pond, can't afford to support your dragon, but with your progress, you eventually need capable men, and fellow townsmen and societies are always the most trustworthy. I wanted to use your strength to defeat the British society, but today I realized that the country is too small, you will go further than us, and the little British society is nothing. You regard Lishan society as a post station along the way An inn will not prevent you from going to the big club of the holy courtyard, which is your final place. "

Fang Yun looked at Ye Feng and asked with a smile, "you have a smart tongue and are a minor in political strategists?"

"No, I minor in military, kill the enemy with talent and engage in politics with heart." Yefeng's eyes are brighter.

Fang Yun nodded and said, "since the British society and I have been in great momentum, I will join Lishan Society for the time being. I hope my poor children can support each other."

Night Maple three people are very happy.

The four talked freely for a long time, and set the time for transportation into the club. Fang Yuncai returned to the room of the scholar class.

Pushing the door in, Fang Yun found four more people in the room.

Like Yefeng, these four people were all wearing lifting clothes and had a good chat with these scholars.

Seeing Fang Yun in, the people stood up one after another. One of the very burly young people smiled and said, "we're a step late?"

"You are..."

Next, Chang wanxu introduced the four people to Fang Yun one by one. They were all related to famous schools. The burly young man was Zhang Ruhai, the son of Zhang poyue, governor of Jiangzhou. Zhang himself was a famous school in Mizhou, but Zhang Ruhai's school status was in Jiangzhou.

"Don't you consider coming to our British club?"

Fang Yun said, "I have offended the Liu family. How can I join your aristocratic British society? I have promised to be a guest of Lishan society."

Zhang Ruhai said helplessly, "you are Uncle Fang's nephew. You should have joined the British club. You blame Liu Zicheng. But don't worry, this British club is not his Liu family's British club. Since you are the Fang family, you are your own person. You can come to me if you have something to do in the future."

Fang Yun said with a smile, "I'll thank brother Zhang first."

Although Zhang Ruhai is a teacher, he is as heroic as his father and informal. He takes Fang Yun to drink. The atmosphere in the room is very high.

After drinking until 9 o'clock at night, all the people left the restaurant. Fang Yun drank a little too much and walked a little shaky, but his mind was still very clear.

When he got home in a carriage, as soon as he opened the door, the little fox ran quickly, jumped into Fang Yun's arms and cried, as if complaining that Fang Yun hadn't come to see him all day.

"I may not be at home during the day. I'll kill demons in a few days. It's ten days and a half months. You have to get used to it." Fang Yun said, rubbing Nu's small head with his hand.

Worry flashed in the slave's eyes.

The new house is huge. Besides Mrs. Jiang and Daniel Fang, there are two more servant girls and a porter. Tan Yu and Nie Shi don't live here.

After Fang Yun entered the house, he chatted with Yang Yuhuan for a while, drank a bowl of sobering soup cooked by Mrs. Jiang and continued to study.

Today, Fang Yun didn't learn 4 a.m. and went to bed just after midnight.

The next day, Fang Yun continued to study at the State Academy of Arts.

It was quiet all morning. Mr. Wang's first class was about the demon language. Fang Yun basically didn't understand it. He decided to let the strange book world "eat" some books about the demon language in the evening.

Then there are lecture notes and Ci Fu.

At noon, Mr. Wang said what to say in the afternoon and turned away.

Fang Yun was about to have lunch with his classmates, but there was a voice in his ear.

"Come to my mirror hall."

Fang Yun didn't think it was the voice of Li Wenying, the king of the hospital, so he said to them, "you go to dinner first. I have some private affairs. Don't wait for me."

Fang Yun went to yuanjunwen hall, looked up and saw the plaque above saying "Mingjing hall" and knocked on the door three times.

"Come in."

A strange wind pushed the gate open.

Fang Yun bowed outside the threshold and said, "student Fang Yun has seen Mr. Yuan."

Li Wenying was sitting in the master's chair behind the big table. Looking at Fang Yun, he smiled and said, "come to the table and say."

Fang Yun went to the desk and found nothing special, that is, the four treasures of study and official documents. The middle of the desk and table was very clean, with only a piece of wool felt used to pad under the white paper.

"I don't know what your Excellency has to say."

Li Wenying said with a smile, "I wrote a poem last winter. I was only a little short of my talent to reach the mansion. If I could reach the mansion, I would have a great chance to go to Wendao. I asked several friends for help, but I couldn't make this poem better. Today, the flowers outside remind me of last year's plum blossom and the early plum. Your literary talent is incomparable in Jiangzhou, and I'm not as good as it. Would you like to help me?"

Fang Yun said, "if you are not afraid of my lack of talent and learning, I can have a try. But if you don't do well, don't scold me."

Li Wenying laughed and scolded: "don't pretend to be honest in front of me. Why aren't you afraid of my scolding when you sell books with my reputation? By the way, how are the books sold?"