After a moment of silence, Fang Yun asked, "What is Minister Zuo's attitude towards me?"
"He majored in Miscellaneous Studies. He can change everything for his goal, including his identity as a Miscellaneous Studies scholar. If he can become a Saint, he can do anything. This was his Divine Path, and he would do anything to achieve it. As long as you visit him in person and help him gain power in Jingguo, he will destroy Liu Zicheng and Liu Zizhi with his own hands. Because you have more potential than both of them. "
"Since I learned that he almost wiped out the Left Army last year because of his own selfish desires, I will never work with him. That is not my Holy Path." Fang Yun said in a deep voice.
"So, unless it is a matter of the survival of Jingguo or a crisis of the human race, the two of you will never work together."
Fang Yun couldn't help but think of everything that happened in the illusion. He smiled, but his eyes were full of coldness.
"I will leave now that I have finished my business. Remember, you must not leave here. Even if the Gyeongo people block the door and curse you, you can't go out. "
"Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid." Fang Yun said.
After sending Zhao Hongzhuang away, Fang Yun walked back. But Nunu jumped into his arms and looked at Fang Yun seriously. She scratched in the air with her right paw as if she was asking, "Do you need me to deal with the bad guys?"
Fang Yun laughed and patted her head. He asked, "Do you still remember killing the Demon Turtle?"
Nunu nodded.
"What happened to the blood you vomited that day?"
Nunu was stunned for a moment. Her eyes were blank and then showed a puzzled look.
"You can't hear the human language again?" Fang Yun asked with a smile.
Nunu nodded immediately. Her eyes were very honest.
Fang Yun smiled and patted her cute little head. She squinted her eyes and enjoyed Fang Yun's touch happily.
Fang Yun stayed at home and continued to study. The next day, he invited a lecturer who had reached the first level of painting to teach him. At the same time, he spent half an hour every day reading about zither, guzheng, and Go to lay a foundation for the future.
His experience on Book Hill made Fang Yun understand even more deeply that the Divine Path was important, but the power that supported the Divine Path was equally important.
The next few days were peaceful for Fang Yun. Although Fang Daniu and the concierge had something to say occasionally, Fang Yun was indifferent to everything. He really did not care about what was going on outside and only focused on reading the books of the Sage.
The evening of the 10th of June. There was a commotion outside the door. Fang Yun heard a few familiar voices and sighed helplessly. He walked out of the study and towards the main entrance.
"Everyone, I'm really sorry. Our master has said that he won't see any guests."
"We were all his classmates in the State Academy of Arts. Can you go in and inform them? "
"Masters, please don't make things difficult for me. My master really can't receive guests."
Fang Yundao said, "Let them in." Then, he sighed again.
"Fang Yun!" Everyone cheered loudly and rushed in together. They looked at him excitedly.
There were people like Li Yuncong, Ning Zhiyuan, and Lu Yu from the same elementary class, Chang Wanxu from another elementary class, and Ye Feng from the Li Shan Society. There were also people like Zhang Ruhai from the Ingsoc Society, whom he knew from the State Academy of Arts.
"Fang Yun, you're too amazing. Now, everyone in the Dayuan Mansion who knows you is elated and proud. A few people went to the brothel and said that they were your classmates. When those prostitutes heard that, they immediately said that the silver was halved. "
Fang Yun rolled his eyes at Lu Yu. He said, "Can't you give a better example?"
"Hehe …" Everyone laughed.
"Why did you all suddenly come to the Jade Sea Prefecture together?" Fang Yun asked.
The smiles on everyone's faces disappeared.
"Are you really injured?" Ning Zhiyuan asked with concern.
Fang Yun glanced at the door and said, "Let's go in and talk."
More than twenty people entered the main hall, but there were only a dozen chairs. Fang Daniu and the others hurriedly brought chairs from other rooms. In the end, there were not enough chairs, so they had to borrow from the neighbors.
Fang Yun sat in the main seat with a calm expression. He looked around at the gloomy crowd and said, "I've been at home for the past few days, so I don't know what's going on outside. You're here for the literary competition, right? Since you're here, tell me about it. "
No one spoke for a long time.
After a while, Zhang Ruhai said, "Not only are people from the Dayuan Mansion here, but people from other places are here as well, including some from the capital. However, all of them lost. "
The atmosphere in the main hall was extremely solemn.
"Not a single person won?"
"There were draws, defeats, and no victories."
Fang Yun knew that Jingguo was not as good as Gyeongo, but he did not expect it to be so tragic.
"No one from our country's Sage Clans came?"
Ning Zhiyuan sneered. "Even the rich and powerful didn't come."
"Ai, I'm ashamed. The people from Gyeongo were too ruthless this time. Between Elementary Scholars, they compete in poetry and talent, but between High Scholars, they compete in literary guts. After five High Scholars cracked their literary guts and one High Scholar's guts shattered, no one else dared to fight. "
The High Scholars all sighed. Cracking a literary guts was already a big problem. If it was shattered, it would be almost impossible to reform it.
"How are the Elementary Scholars?"
"One died, three were crippled, and he was killed by Zhan Shi. The rest are fine." Li Yuncong replied.
Fang Yun took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"What did the people from Gyeongo say?" Fang Yun asked.
Everyone looked at each other and did not speak.
"Say it. They must be targeting me. I've already prepared for it." Fang Yun said slowly.
Ye Feng said, "They're just scolding you. You don't need us to tell you."
"What do you think?"
Lu Yu immediately said, "Of course they hope you don't come out! They want to destroy you! You … can't go out. " He suddenly shut up. Only those from the Elementary Scholar class knew that Fang Yun was the one who wrote the poem. No one else knew, so he could not say it out loud.
Those from the Elementary Scholar class understood what he meant. No one opened their mouths for fear of spilling the beans. However, those from the other classes did not understand and looked at Lu Yu curiously.
Seeing that Lu Yu did not speak, Zhang Ruhai said, "You don't have to worry too much. Other than a few brainless Jingguo people, everyone else supports you. They all know that this is a trap set by the Gyeongo people. We have already spread the word that if you fight and lose, it will be a loss for Jingguo. If you win, it will prove that you are more talented than the rumors say. This is equivalent to telling the barbarians that they want to kill you. Hence, most people support you to stay at home and not fall for their trap. "
Fang Yun nodded his head. He said, "Those few people are actually quite a lot, right?"
No one replied.
"Why do you care what others say? You are already one of the top five. You have also reached the Three Mountains and Three Pavilions on Book Hill. You are standing with the geniuses of the past. As long as you accumulate experience for a few more years, you will definitely soar to the top. What you need to do now is not to advance rashly, but to be steady! Once you are steady, you can just turn around and laugh at them! "
"Yes! We are not here to force you to go out and fight with Gyeongo. We are just here to see you and hope that you don't fall for their trap! We know your temperament. You are not weak. You are enduring hardships and being able to stand tall. That is what a model scholar should be like. "
"Yes! We all believe in you! "
"When you become a great scholar or Half-saint in the future, let's see what they will say!"
Everyone became more and more excited as they spoke. They had placed their hopes on the future Fang Yun to wash away their shame.
"Thank you, everyone," Fang Yun said slowly.
"Don't mention it. When you become a great scholar or Half-saint in the future, all we have to do is say that we are your classmates. We will have enough to eat and drink for the rest of our lives. We won't starve to death." Ning Zhiyuan suddenly said with a smile.
Fang Yun's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He looked at Ning Zhiyuan quietly.
No one spoke. The main hall was eerily silent.
Ning Zhiyuan looked remorseful.
Many people looked at each other again. They finally understood Fang Yun's intelligence. He could see the clues in such a simple sentence.
"How many of you are going to fight with Gyeongo?" Fang Yun asked.
Everyone lowered their heads. No one answered.
"Ye Feng, you are the head of Li Shan Club. Tell us. "Fang Yundao said.
Ye Feng sighed and said, "All of us have decided. We are going to compete with Gyeongo in creating poems. We are all going to sign a life or death agreement. Even if we are not as good as them, they will make mistakes. We will always have a chance to win. As long as we win, one of them will die! One by one, we will let them know that if they want to fight, we Jingguo people will fight them to the end! "
Fang Yun looked at everyone silently.
At this moment, wailing sounds came from outside the door.
"Fang Yun! Fang Wujia! I beg you to avenge our family's young master and old master! I'll kowtow to you! "
Fang Yun stood up abruptly and hurriedly walked out. He remembered that this was the voice of High Scholar Qian's follower. That day at the Dragon Boat Academic Meeting, this follower had been very busy and had even praised him non-stop.
The others also followed him out.
Yang Yuhuan walked to the door of the main hall. She held the door frame and looked at Fang Yun's back. Her eyes were full of worry.
The gatekeeper leaned against the door and said, "Master, you must not go out. General Fang ordered me not to let you go out no matter what. Your life is more precious than all of us combined! "
"It's okay. I know what I'm doing." Fang Yundao said.
The gatekeeper reluctantly opened the door.
Fang Yun looked out and saw the servant of the Qian family kneeling at the bottom of the stairs. His face was full of tears.
Fang Yun's face was expressionless. He said, "Get up first and tell me what happened."
The servant hurriedly wiped his tears and said, "Our young master was so angry today that he went to the Gyeongo Cultural Meeting. In the end, his guts were shattered and he fell into a coma. Our master was already sick. When he heard that something happened to our young master, he was so angry that he died. Old Master Fang, I beg you to take revenge for the two of us! The Gyeongo people are too ruthless! Too ruthless! "
A servant behind Fang Yun said angrily, "Who told you to come? Don't you know that the Gyeongo people want to see Fang Yun fight with them? If anything happens to Fang Yun, how will you compensate! Do you want to see Fang Yun get destroyed by the Gyeongo people? "
The servant was shocked and cried, "I really didn't think of that! I … I won't beg anymore. I'll go back and take care of our young master! "
Fang Yun said, "Daniu, prepare the carriage. We're going to the Qian residence."
"Young master!" Fang Daniu looked at Fang Yun anxiously.
"Prepare the carriage!" Fang Yun's voice was steady and powerful.
"Fang Yun, you can't go out! If you go out, someone will definitely force you to fight! "Ning Zhiyuan shouted anxiously.
"Brother Qian is unconscious and Uncle Qian has passed away. I don't know. Since I know, I can't not go. Daniu, prepare the carriage! "
"But …"
Fang Yun walked out.
Fang Daniu shouted, "Don't! Don't! I'll prepare the carriage immediately! Immediately! "
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