Fang Yun knew that something was wrong. He put down his chopsticks and walked out, but the gatekeeper rushed out to open the door first.
Yuanjun Feng's attendant was wild with joy and said, "Our master has sent a letter to the Wen Courtyard. The people in the Wen Courtyard have passed the news home. Master specially asked me to come and thank you. He will be back tomorrow."
"Master Feng became a Hanlin Scholar?" Fang Yun knew that Feng Yuanjun was a Jinshi. He was one step away from becoming a Hanlin Scholar. If one wanted to become a Hanlin Scholar, the best way was to go to a Notre-Dame. If one didn't go to a Notre-Dame, a Jinshi would take at least thirty to forty years to become a Hanlin Scholar. Some people would never be able to become a Hanlin Scholar.
The attendant said, "Better than Cheng Hanlin! Master sat by the Enlightenment River for three days and three nights. His Literary Courage broke through and reached the first realm. Even a Hanlin Scholar might not be able to do that. "
Feng Yuanjun had been to a Notre-Dame before. Breaking through to become a Hanlin Scholar was nothing. However, if he could cultivate his Literary Courage to the first realm, he would definitely become a Hanlin Scholar within five years. At that time, he would enter the second realm of Literary Courage. Once he entered the second realm of Literary Courage, it meant that his chances of becoming a Grand Scholar were several times higher than others.
Fang Yun felt helpless and could only say, "Master Feng must have worked hard to achieve this."
Who knew that the attendant would say, "No! Our old master said that he didn't feel anything before, but ever since he saw your 'Heaven-Reaching Lotus Leaves Infinitely Jade-Green, Lotus Flowers Reflecting the Sun', he felt a sense of majesty and beauty from it. He also borrowed the power of the Dao Comprehension River, which is why he was able to reach the Upper Realm. "
"Master Feng is too polite. I don't dare take credit." Fang Yun felt even more helpless.
"Our master said that when he returns, he will definitely hold a banquet to celebrate. He will also give you a seat of honor to thank you for being selfless and willing to tell him the secret of the Enlightenment River."
"I will definitely attend the banquet." Fang Yun thought that if the Enlightenment River was useful, Ji County would have produced many geniuses. However, in the past few hundred years, Ji County had only produced him, who wasn't considered a Ji County citizen.
"Thank you, Fang Banxiang! I have a favor to ask of you. "The attendant's hands clenched and unclenched, clenched and unclenched. He looked at Fang Yun with embarrassment.
Fang Yundao: "What's the matter?"
"Now, everyone in Jingguo is saying that you are a literary star who has descended to the mortal world. I'm just a servant and I don't dare to accept your calligraphy. Can I go to the flower bed in your house and take a flower? Even a blade of grass will do. Let my son carry it with him. Let's pray that he will pass the exam. "
Fang Yun was baffled. He wanted to say that it was just superstition, but he was too embarrassed to refuse such a trivial matter.
"Master Fang! I know my request is too much, but for the sake of my master, please let me pick a blade of grass. Just one piece! As long as it's the size of a fingernail, it'll be fine. "The attendant, who was in his forties, was about to cry.
Fang Yun said helplessly, "You misunderstood. It's not that I don't want to give it to you. There are flowers in the flowerbed. You can pick one if you want. "
"Thank you, Master Fang! Thank you, Master Fang! You are the best scholar in the world! " The attendant immediately laughed. He was afraid that Fang Yun would change his mind. He rushed into the flowerbed and picked a flower. He treated it like a treasure and carefully put it in his pocket.
"I'll take my leave!" He quickly walked out of the door. Then, he bowed ninety degrees to Fang Yun three times. Finally, he left happily.
"After the Enlightenment River, will the flowers and plants in my house also suffer?" Fang Yun looked at the flowerbed in his house helplessly.
Fang Yun found that the atmosphere in the courtyard was not right. He scanned the courtyard and found that the gatekeeper, Fang Daniu, the servant girl, and Grandma Jiang were all staring at the flowers in the flowerbed.
Fang Yun rolled his eyes, shook his head, and went back to eat.
After eating. Fang Yun continued to read. Before lunch, Nuu suddenly entered the house.
"Wuwuwuwu …"
Fang Yun heard the little fox's anxious voice. He was also a little angry. He put down the book and looked back.
Nuu jumped into Fang Yun's arms with an aggrieved face. Then, she pointed at the courtyard with her little claws and kept crying.
"What's wrong?" Fang Yun carried Nuu out of the door and scanned the courtyard.
"Nothing. Uh … "Fang Yun's gaze stopped at the flowerbed in the courtyard.
There were twenty flowers in the flowerbed this morning, but now there were only nine left. It was too obvious. Some of the leaves had been picked, and the weeds had been cleaned up for the first time.
Fang Yun looked at the others, but they all had their heads down and were busy with their own things.
Nuu used her little claws to point at these people one by one. She cried as if she was complaining: Look at them! They picked all the flowers!
Fang Yun did not know whether to laugh or cry. However, it was not good to scold them for such a small matter. So, he said, "Daniu, don't listen to others. I'm not a literary star. These flowers and plants are useless."
But Fang Daniu said, "That's hard to say! You're now a model scholar. If you're not a literary star, then what are you? We don't even dare to take your calligraphy. That thing is precious. It's better to burn it than spread it. These flowers and plants have been nourished by your talent. It's definitely good for scholars! Since I became your follower, I feel that I'm much smarter than before! "
The others nodded and agreed with Fang Daniu's words.
Fang Yun thought that he was completely defeated by these people. What did they mean by 'much smarter than before'? Advertising?
Fang Yun said casually, "It's just a few flowers. Just pick them. Don't spread it."
Fang Daniu suddenly looked like a henchman. He smiled and said, "Young master, if others buy the flowers and plants in our house, will we sell them?"
"You're thinking too much." Fang Yun did not care about this matter. He carried Nuu back to the house. He thought, How could it be so coincidental? It's impossible for someone to buy them. Could his flowers and plants form an industrial chain?
Fang Daniu looked at the gatekeeper and then looked at Grandma Jiang. He winked at Grandma Jiang. Grandma Jiang nodded and glanced at Yang Yuhuan's room, indicating that she would tell the mistress.
Fang Yun returned to the house and put Nuu aside. He picked up Wu Zi's Art of War and read it aloud.
Wu Qi was the Half-saint who was as famous as Sun Wu. He was the disciple of Zi Xia, and Zi Xia was the disciple of Confucius. Therefore, Wu Qi could be said to be a direct descendant of Confucianism. His position in the temple was not as high as Sun Tzu, but it was much higher than Sun Bin.
Nuu jumped on the table and walked to the manuscript of Legend of the White Snake. She reached out her little paw and flipped through the pages. When she reached the last page, she tidied up the manuscript and sat on the table, looking at Fang Yun with resentment.
These days, Fang Yun wrote a little bit of Legend of the White Snake every day. This time, he was going to write a super long story. It was a re-interpretation of the New Legend of the White Snake. When he was in the Book Hill illusion, he relied on this version of Legend of the White Snake to make a lot of money.
Ever since she saw Fang Yun write Legend of the White Snake, Nuu would often go to Fang Yun's study room. Nuu often ran to Fang Yun's study to take a look. Every time she saw that there were no new manuscripts, she would look at Fang Yun with resentment.
After reading "Wu Zi's Art of War", Fang Yun stood up and was about to walk in the yard when he saw Nuu looking at him with resentful eyes again and patting the manuscript of "Legend of the White Snake" with her little paw.
Fang Yun had to find ten pages of paper, dip the brush in ink, and write quickly. Writing at a high speed was especially taxing on one's mind, so Fang Yun slowed down from four sentences per breath to one sentence per breath. In this way, his spirit would not be tired, and he could write fast enough.
Nuu immediately stood up and clapped her two front paws to express her gratitude. Then she happily looked at Fang Yun's manuscript. She looked at it with great interest, and her big fluffy tail swept back and forth.
Fang Yun quickly finished writing ten pages and then went for a walk in the yard. Nuu looked at it once, but she was not done, so she looked at it again.
After walking for a quarter of an hour. Fang Yun was about to go back to the house when Nuu ran out and looked at Fang Yun pitifully.
"Well, I'll finish writing Legend of the White Snake in a few days!" Fang Yundao said.
"Yawn! Yawn! "Nuu jumped around excitedly.
In addition to writing Legend of the White Snake these days, Fang Yun. He was also writing Zither Teaching.
He went into the house and finished the rest of Zither Teaching. Then he gave it to Yang Yuhuan. As long as she finished learning this book, Yang Yuhuan would be able to touch the threshold of Zither Realm. As long as he wrote a few more Zither songs that were not available in Saint Origin World, she would be able to play Zither for the first time.
The next day. Feng Yuanjun's servant sent an invitation, inviting Fang Yun to attend the banquet.
Fang Yun did not want to go, and Feng Yuanjun knew it, so he specifically said on the invitation that if he did not go, Feng Yuanjun would move the banquet to his house.
Fang Yun had no choice but to go.
At night, the Feng Mansion was decorated with lanterns and streamers, and music was playing. There were many carriages in front of the gate, and there were even Li Wenying's six dragon horses.
In the past, Feng Yuanjun was not qualified to invite Li Wenying. Although Li Wenying would come if he invited him, the gap between the two was too big. Now that he had mastered Literary Courage, it was only a matter of time before he became a Hanlin Scholar. He even had a high chance of becoming a Grand Scholar. Naturally, he was qualified to invite Li Wenying.
The six dragon horses were arrogant, and the people and horses did not dare to approach them. However, when they saw Fang Yun, they all lowered their heads to greet him.
Fang Yun smiled and nodded, then entered the Feng Mansion.
Feng Yuanjun's servant had been staring at the door. When he saw Fang Yun enter, he shouted, "Fang Yun, Fang Banxiang is here!"
Fang Yun shook his head helplessly. He saw many people walking out of the Feng Mansion's living room, and Feng Yuanjun was at the front.
"Fang Yun! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for telling me to cultivate by the Dao Comprehension River. Otherwise, my Literary Courage would not have mastered Literary Courage! "
Fang Yun wanted to roll his eyes at Feng Yuanjun, but in the end, he controlled himself. He had never tried to persuade Feng Yuanjun to go to the Dao Comprehension River.
Fang Yun had thought about it over the past two days. In the end, he guessed that Feng Yuanjun was able to achieve such a breakthrough because he had accumulated enough. The most important reason was that he had a strong psychological suggestion, which was self-hypnosis. Fang Yun had talked about the Dao Comprehension River many times, and he had shown his shocking talent many times in front of Feng Yuanjun. Thus, not only did Feng Yuanjun believe in the Dao Comprehension River, he also believed that the Dao Comprehension River could help him achieve a breakthrough.
Fang Yun immediately said, "Lord Feng, you are too polite. You have achieved what you have today through your own efforts. I did not contribute at all. Please do not thank me."
Feng Yuanjun did not care about this excuse. He reached out to grab Fang Yun's wrist and strode into the main hall. As he walked, he said, "Today, you must sit in the main seat. Grand Scholar Li has agreed."
"Lord Feng, please do not praise me to death!" Fang Yun did not want to be in the limelight. The example of a scholar was too shocking. At this moment, he just wanted to be a quiet scholar.
Li Wenying smiled and fanned the flames. "As Banxiang Fang, of course you must sit in the main seat."
"Yes, yes, yes. Banxiang Fang must sit in the main seat."
Everyone cheered. These scholars were all scholars who were at least High Scholars. They did not show any jealousy or dissatisfaction. Instead, they all looked envious.
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