Saint of the Confucian way

"Our family has seed." Fang Yun narrowed his eyes and stared at Ao Huang, because Ao Huang was eager to try and prepare to collect other treasures in the palace.

Ao Huang sighed helplessly and ate honestly.

Other tables were quite normal, except for the table where Ao Huang was located. There were an endless stream of palace people, waiting in line to deliver vegetables and collect empty plates.

Others eat with chopsticks. Ao Huang opens his mouth and sucks. At least one dish, more than two or three dishes fly into his mouth. He can taste the taste.

Fang Yun knew that this was Ao Huang's more polite way of eating. Ao Huang ate at Fang Yun's house for the first time. He poured a plate into his mouth for fear of accidentally sucking away all the dishes on the table.

"Ah?"

Fang Yun was chatting with the crowd when he suddenly heard Xiao Guojun's soft cry and hurried to look back.

Seeing a fruit tray on the top of Nu Nu's head running towards him, Xiao Guojun looked surprised, and the Empress Dowager couldn't cry or laugh.

Nu Nu jumped onto Fang Yun's leg, carried the plate and offered the strange fruit to Fang Yun like a treasure.

The little fox has nothing to eat. Fang Yun, as a virtual saint, can't just eat.

Unexpectedly, the Empress Dowager smiled and said, "those fruits are given to slaves by the mourning family. Since they are given to Fang Aiqing, Fang Aiqing will eat them."

"Thank the Empress Dowager." Fang Yun had to thank the Empress Dowager and looked at Nu helplessly.

The little fox didn't feel embarrassed at all. He tried his best to send the fruit plate to Fang Yun's noodles, and he looked elated.

Fang Yun knew that the little fox was kind to himself, so he picked two fruits, touched its head, smiled and said, "thank you, slave, but don't ask for anything from others in the future. Go and try it for Yuhuan."

"Whining!" the little fox immediately offered a treasure to Yang Yuhuan.

Ao Huang sat next to Yang Yuhuan. When he saw the fruit, he also wanted to eat it. As a result, he was stared by the slave and continued to eat vegetables in dismay.

"Hum, Ben long hasn't eaten anything? I won't give you anything when I arrive at the Dragon Palace." Ao Huang gambled.

"Alas, other people's spirit beasts."

"Look at Prince Huang. He is also a private soldier of others."

"By the way... Fang Xusheng, since you have a city in Shihan ancient land and Kongsheng ancient land, you can lead private soldiers to participate in the 'battle of life and death' in Shihan ancient land. If you can compete for the position of 'Shihan King', it is very important for our people." Chen Jingdao.

He Ludong brightened his eyes and said: "Yes! The Shihan ancient land is controlled by the human race, the blood demon man, the star demon man and the ice race. Every 300 years, the Shihan ancient land will form a rare" ancient land birth and death ", except the" ice emperor palace "left by the ancient demon race. As long as you compete for the title of the Shihan king in the process of the birth and death of the ancient land, you can not only see the birth and death of heaven and earth, the birth of all things, but also see the new life in the ancient land After birth, you will get a real ancient land source city. "

"Every three hundred years, ten ten ten cold kings will be born. In the last three hundred years, only Yanzi family won the ten cold kings, and the other nine ten cold kings were divided by blood demon man, star demon man and ice family. The reason why Yanzi family can give you a city in the ten cold ancient land is that this three hundred year Yanzi family's status in the ten cold ancient land is superior to other families."

"I know a little." Fang Yun nodded.

"The three hundred year period is coming soon. A new battle of birth and death is about to begin. You may have the opportunity to participate."

Fang Yun asked, "I've heard that being a king and queen of the ten colds will gain great power in the ancient ten colds?"

"That's nature. Although the power of the king of the ten colds is only effective in the ancient land of the ten colds, its power is boundless. Especially when you are in the source city, all saints can't die. If you can become one of the king of the ten colds, the status of the Fang family will rise rapidly in the future. If precious wonders are born in the new ancient land and belong to your source city, you will at least create an immortal powerful family for thousands of years."

"Rich family? Maybe it won't take decades for Fang Xusheng to become Fang Bansheng. It will be a family that won't be easy for thousands of years to build!"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Fang Yun had a little knowledge of the Shihan ancient land. The Shihan ancient land was first discovered by the Wenwang aristocratic family, and finally joined the rest of the Yasheng aristocratic family to gain a firm foothold. Fortunately, the Shihan monarchs who lived and died in the ancient land three times all had Terrans, which was of great help to the Terrans.

For example, "cold ink" is made of charcoal burning "century old cold wood" rarely seen in the ten cold ancient places. Cold ink is a sharp weapon against demons and barbarians. Because it is too powerful, it is only suitable for great scholars or Confucianism.

Once written in cold ink, as long as war poems can involve the power of water or ice, the power will not only increase, but also form a terrible ice force, which can trap the demon king and frostbite the big demon king.

There are many powerful gods in the ancient places. Without the help of these gods, the human race could not compete with the demon barbarians in the ancient places, and it would be difficult to win in the attack and defense of liangjieshan in peacetime.

After that, the scholars discussed the secrets of Kong Shenggu and even all walks of life. Some Fang Yun had never heard of it and listened with interest.

In the middle of the night, the cultural meeting ended, and the leader of the cultural meeting naturally fell on Fang Yun.

"Ask Fang Yunfang Xusheng to get the first prize of this cultural meeting!" the waiter in charge of the early spring cultural meeting smiled and picked up a tray covered with red cloth.

In the cheers of the crowd, Fang Yun came forward and opened the red cloth to reveal a brand-new Ju Ren Wen Bao "Canglang pen", which sealed the power of Ju Ren war poem "Canglang line".

Fang Yun picked up the Canglang pen and bowed his hand to the crowd and said, "Yun is a scholar. Even if he becomes a virtual saint, he doesn't forget his original heart. It's useless to me, but if you give it to a person, it may play a greater role. I want to auction this Wenbao pen on the spot and take 30000 Liang silver as the base price. The one with the highest price will get it. I don't know who is willing to give generously?"

People don't know what medicine Fang Yun sells in the gourd, but no matter what Fang Yun does, the rich families and aristocratic families present are willing to join in. It can not only form a good relationship with Fang Yun, but also this colorful head Wenbao pen, which should belong to Fang Yun, also has high collection value.

In case of being canonized in the future, this pen can even be used as an heirloom of a rich family!

This Ju Ren Wen Bao was originally worth up to 50000 liang of silver, but it fell behind in Fangyun's voice. A rich family advocated and said, "the Li family pays 100000 liang of silver!"

Some ordinary gentry shook their heads when they heard the price. The famous family can't afford 100000 liang of silver, but the famous family can afford it, but it will hurt their muscles and bones. Only the rich family and aristocratic family can easily take 100000 liang of silver.

"Ten thousand!"

"The Zhou family pays 150000!"

"160000!"

"Seventeen thousand!"

Many people began to bid.

Chen Jing, who was eating at the same table with Fang Yun, raised her hand and said, "180000, I can't have more private money."

The words of the grandson of the head of the Chen Sheng family caused a burst of laughter.

"The Wang family pays 200000!"

After 200000, the outcry began to decrease, and after 300000, it was even rarer.

The aristocratic family can easily take out 300000 or even 3 million, but this pen is not worth buying with 300000 silver.

This pen is worth collecting, but the price of 300000 taels of silver is a little high for the rich, so fewer and fewer people finally participate in the auction.

Finally, the pen was bought by a wealthy family at the price of 380000 silver.

After the auction, Fang Yun explained his intention.