Constable Lu looked at the invitation in his hand, his heart burning. He pushed through the crowd at the entrance of the Kaiwen Courtyard, wishing he had wings to fly to Fang Yun's house.
"Constable Lu, long time no see!" An enthusiastic voice sounded. Constable Lu looked carefully and saw that it was the father of the prodigy, Fang Zhongyong, Fang Li.
"So it's Brother Fang. I have urgent matters to attend to, so I can't keep you company. Please excuse me!" Constable Lu left in a hurry, but no one saw the sneer on his face.
Fang Li was frozen in place. He thought he was going to be the "Father of the Chief Case". He knew Constable Lu before and wanted to take the opportunity to show his connections in front of his family and friends. However, Constable Lu did not even stop and did not give him any face.
His family and friends immediately scolded him.
"A constable dares to be so rude. Let's see what he says when Zhongyong becomes the Chief Case!"
"He's just a scholar. Zhongyong has the potential to be the top scholar!"
Fang Li valued his reputation the most, but he could not lose his temper when the results were about to be released. He said, "Ignore him. When Zhongyong rises to the top, this kind of person will bow his head! The results are out. Guess Zhongyong's rank. "
"Of course it's the Chief Case!"
"You're too modest. Who in the county can compare with Zhongyong?"
"Move aside, let this year's case go first!"
The crowd in front moved aside. Fang Li smiled and walked calmly with Fang Zhongyong behind him.
Before Fang Li and the others reached the Golden Roll, the crowd around the Golden Roll exploded.
"What? Double Armor? Double Armor Student? Thanks to the saint's pity, my Jing Country also has a double armored scholar. We've broken through Tian Huang! "
"I didn't expect Fang to be the double Armor Chief Case!" Someone who knew Fang Yun said with his mouth wide open.
When Fang Li heard this, he was grinning from ear to ear. Since it was someone with the surname Fang, then there was no mistake about it. Moreover, it was a double armor. This was simply a joyous occasion that would bring glory to his ancestors. It was enough to erect a memorial plaque for future generations to look up to.
Fang Zhongyong, who was following his father closely, had a flash of panic in his eyes. He did not deny that he was a prodigy, nor did he deny that he had the confidence to get the A grade for poetry. However, he did not believe that he could get the A grade for "Holy Words" because he did not know how to answer a few questions.
Fang Zhongyong hurriedly raised his head to look at the ranking list not far away. When he focused his gaze, he saw that the person at the top of the list was Fang Yun.
Fang Li was just about to praise his son when he noticed that something was wrong with Fang Zhongyong's expression. He immediately narrowed his eyes and took a few steps forward to look at the list.
Fang Yun, A, A.
Fang Zhongyong, Second Middle, Second Lower.
The case that was supposed to be in his hands flew away!
Fang Li shouted in exasperation, "There must be something wrong with this ranking! How could my son not be the head of the case! I'm going to the capital to lodge a complaint against the Emperor! How was it possible for someone to obtain a double armor student?! I don't believe it! "
The bailiff in front of the Golden Roll sneered, "Go ahead and report. Who doesn't know that the Golden Roll has to pass through the eyes of the Half-saint examiner? If there was a problem, it would have been exposed long before the Golden Roll was released. Why would I need you to shout?"
The relatives and friends of the Fang family were confused.
"Fang Zhongyong is a prodigy, why can't he be the head of the case?"
"Who is that Fang Yun? He sounds familiar."
"It's that Fang Yun who had Jiang Zhou's Xi Shi as a child bride. I went to his parents' funeral and didn't expect him to be the head of the case." The person who spoke quietly took a step to the side, away from Fang Yun. Then he looked around, trying to find Fang Yun to report the good news.
Fang Yun was not here.
The sun was setting in the west. It shone on the carriage in front of Fang Yun's house, leaving a long shadow.
The four Liu family retainers who had been to Fang Yun's house were also there. In front of them stood a handsome scholar in white.
Fang Yun protected Yang Yuhuan behind him. He calmly looked at Liu Zicheng and said, "I don't know why Brother Liu has suddenly come to visit."
Liu Zicheng glanced at Yang Yuhuan and revealed a smile that he thought was polite. He opened his fan and gently fanned himself.
"Fang Yun, I heard that you were injured and hurried over. I even brought the best medicine in Jiang Zhou. How did you do in the county-level exam? You still went to take the county-level exam with a body full of injuries. You must have done poorly, right? Don't worry, you can take the exam next year. "Liu Zicheng said with a smile.
Yang Yuhuan coldly laughed and said, "Put away your fake face. I've seen through you long ago! This is our house. Get out of the way. I'm going to see the results with Little Yun! "
Liu Zicheng's smile froze on his face. He put on a fake smile and said, "It doesn't matter if you go or not. In any case, Fang Yun won't be able to pass the county-level exam. Yuhuan, my feelings for you are true. If you continue to be so stubborn, when I marry you, my concubines will be jealous. How can I help you then? "
Without waiting for Fang Yun to speak, Yang Yuhuan went up and held onto Fang Yun's arm. She raised her head and said, "I will soon marry into the Fang family. Little Yun is already my husband. You will never be able to marry me!"
Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan in astonishment. He had already seen that even though Yang Yuhuan had accepted her fate, she only treated him as a brother and sister. She had never called him husband or husband. But today she actually admitted it in front of everyone. It even seemed like the two of them had already consummated their marriage.
Fang Yun saw a faint blush appear on Yang Yuhuan's face. He didn't know if it was because of the sun or because she was shy.
Liu Zicheng's eyes revealed an ominous glint. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "I know you just want to anger me, but you've succeeded! Fang Yun, if you continue to persist in going about things the wrong way and keep things that don't belong to you in your hands, in less than three days, you will be in big trouble again! This time, you won't have any luck! "
Fang Yun said, "You admit that it was the four people behind you who wanted to kill me last night?"
Liu Zicheng sneered, "Your tricks are useless against me. I never said I wanted to kill you. I, Liu Zicheng, am a scholar. Even if I cripple you, I'll just have to pay for it. Fang Yun, I'll give you one last chance. Do you agree or not! "
Fang Yun said resolutely, "Sister Yuhuan is my wife. No one can take her away! If you dare to pester endlessly, I'll send a letter to the yamen to sue you! Also, if you crippled me in the past, you only needed to pay for it. But now I'm a scholar. If you cripple me, it's enough to strip you of your scholar position! "
"You? Scholar? Hahaha, did I hear wrong? Did you hear that? "Liu Zicheng laughed and asked the servants behind him.
"We heard it. A poor man said he was a scholar!" Someone said.
Fang Yun's expression was calm as he said, "I was able to become a scholar because of brother Liu. If it weren't for brother Liu lending me those Half-saint books, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to become a scholar. If I become a scholar in the future, I definitely won't forget to repay brother Liu's kindness! "
The last four words were spoken with great emphasis.
Liu Zicheng seriously stared at Fang Yun. He took a step forward and aggressively asked, "I already knew on the way here that Ji County's literature department hasn't released the results yet. How do you know you can become a scholar! Do you think you can fool me with just a few words? "
"If you don't believe me, you can follow me to the entrance of the literature department to take a look. That's right, I'm still a scholar. "Fang Yun said with a slight smile.
Liu Zicheng stared blankly for a moment before laughing out loud.
"A scholar? Do you, Fang Yun, think I'm a three year old child? Do you think I don't know what you're capable of? You can't even memorize the "Thirteen Classics". Even the three Half-saint examiners' famous works were provided by me. Also, with your half-baked poetry level, it's impossible for you to become a scholar. You still dare to say you're a scholar? You're simply making me laugh my head off! Fang Yun! Don't speak any more nonsense. My patience has run out! If you don't agree today, I'll take two of your legs before I leave. I'll let you know that I, Liu Zicheng, am a man of my words! "
Yang Yuhuan hurriedly said, "Liu Zicheng, don't go too far. My husband is already a scholar and has a literary position. If you dare to hurt him, I'll go to the county office to complain!"
Fang Yun didn't think that Liu Zicheng would be so daring. He secretly hated him. If he didn't have a relative, Liu Zicheng definitely wouldn't dare to do this.
Fang Yun immediately said, "Liu Zicheng, if you're a real man, then come with me to the county's literature department. Let's see the results first. What, are you scared? Haven't you always looked down on me? You don't even have the courage to go to the literature department? "
Liu Zicheng gave a contemptuous smile. Just as he was about to agree, a servant behind him suddenly whispered in his ear, "Second young master, he seems to really be a scholar."
"What do you mean?" Liu Zicheng hurriedly asked.
"I clearly remember that he had an obvious scar on his forehead yesterday. The rest of them also saw it, but that scar has disappeared now. Even if there was a miracle pill, it wouldn't be able to heal it. Only the Qi of Talent can make such a big scar disappear overnight."
Liu Zicheng was shocked and hurriedly turned to look at the other servants.
"I remember."
"That's right. His scar was very deep."
The eyes of the several servants were filled with fear. If Fang Yun was really a Saint's Scholar, then they would most likely be in for a bad time.
Liu Zicheng looked at Fang Yun again, and only then did he realize that Fang Yun seemed to be different from usual. He was calm and composed, his gaze steady, and his temperament had changed greatly. It was as if he had suddenly grown a few years older.
Liu Zicheng looked at Yang Yuhuan. Yang Yuhuan did not hide her disdain for him.
Liu Zicheng's eyes flashed and he was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he laughed and said, "The literature department hasn't released the results yet, and you haven't formally paid your respects to the emperor. You don't have a scholar's robe and sword, so it must be fake! You are just a commoner, and I am a scholar. If I beat you up, I will only lose money! "
Fang Yun did not think that Liu Zicheng would be so decisive.
"You guys go stop him!" Liu Zicheng said and ran into the carriage, taking out a brush, ink, and paper.
Fang Yun knew that things were not good. Liu Zicheng was afraid that he would be in danger and wanted to use "armchair strategies" to attack him.
"Sister Yuhuan, back away!" Fang Yun said and rushed towards Liu Zicheng. He could not let him use armchair strategies, otherwise he would be at his mercy.
However, the four experienced servants immediately rushed forward. They did not hit Fang Yun. They either hugged his waist, arms, or legs, trapping Fang Yun in the blink of an eye.
Fang Yun's body was filled with Qi. If he rested for a few months, he would be stronger than the four tall servants. However, his body had not fully recovered, so he was no match for the four of them.
Yang Yuhuan stepped forward to help Fang Yun, but she realized that she did not have enough strength. She immediately ran towards Liu Zicheng to stop him from writing.
One of the servants immediately let go of Fang Yun and reached out to stop Yang Yuhuan.
Liu Zicheng spread the paper on the carriage and directly inserted the brush into the ink bottle. He picked up the brush that was filled with thick ink and wrote on the paper. The Qi around his body surged, and a light wind blew, blowing his robe.
Liu Zicheng wrote quickly in cursive while reciting the ancient war song that Jing Ke wrote before he assassinated the Qin Emperor.
The Qi in his body merged into the ink through the brush, forming words and creating a strange resonance with the words. The Qi of Heaven and Earth was attracted by the words.
A strong wind blew, and a human-shaped black fog gradually appeared beside Liu Zicheng. The face of the human-shaped black fog was unclear, but it held a dagger in its hand. The dagger was clearly also a black fog, but it emitted a dense chill, turning the place into a cold winter.
Fang Yun felt hopeless. The other party was actually using this famous war poem.
"The wind is bleak, the water is cold, the brave warrior will not …"
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