Fang Yun didn't expect his uncle to be so daring. A barbarian marquis was equivalent to a scholar and could destroy a city by himself.
"Then I thank uncle for helping me out. I was just worried about not being able to go to the Fu Wen Institute. With your words, I can go to the Great Source Office without worry. "Fang Yun immediately stood up to express his gratitude.
Fang Shouye laughed and said, "Our Great Source Fang Clan finally has a Saint Scholar. How can I watch you die for nothing? However, although Liu Zicheng doesn't dare to kill you, he will definitely attack your Literary Name. He was ranked in the top ten in the capital examination and went to the Book Hill. Literary Name and Talent Qi are both good points. Moreover, he is also in the Fu Wen Institute. You have to be careful when you enter the Fu Wen Institute. As long as he doesn't use extreme methods, I won't attack him. "
"Nephew understands. But can you tell me more about the Book Hill? "Fang Yun asked curiously.
Fang Shouye revealed a nostalgic and regretful expression and said, "That is a sacred place. Not only can you train your 'literary courage', but you can also gain 'literary heart'. Book Hill has a total of nine mountains. The first three mountains each have three pavilions. It is said that after passing three mountains, you can gain a literary heart. "
"I've been there twice. The first time, I went because I became an elementary scholar. Unfortunately, I only reached the first mountain and the third pavilion. It can't be said that I didn't gain anything. After all, my Talent Qi increased. The second time, I went because I became a High Scholar. Unfortunately, I stopped at the second pavilion on the second mountain. However, after I became a High Scholar, I started to train my literary courage. The second time I went to the Book Hill, it can be considered a gain. "
"Then what is in the Book Hill?" Fang Yun asked curiously.
Fang Shouye shook his head and said, "I don't remember. Those who went there only remember what they got from their position. Other than that, they don't remember anything else. Book Hill has been blessed by the saints of the past generations. It is a place to test the scholars and High Scholars. It is said that after entering the Book Hill, there is a very small chance of obtaining the 'Holy Book'. That is a treasure created by the saints using their own Talent Qi. "
"That's a pity." Fang Yun originally thought that he could learn more about Book Hill from Fang Shouye.
Fang Shouye said, "Remember, when you go up Book Hill in the future, you must do your best to climb up! We are not from the Holy Clans. We can only enter the Book Hill twice in our lives. However, the people from the Holy Clans can enter the Book Hill for the third time after they become Grand Scholars. Their future achievements will be much greater than ours. Oh, by the way, the Leader of the Nation also has a third chance to enter the Book Hill. "
"Head of state?" Fang Yun vaguely knew, but he didn't know much about it.
"Above the top scholar is the head of the nation, the head of the literati of the Ten Nations. Every year, there would be a top scholar, but not the head of the nation. Back then … "Fang Shouye's face suddenly darkened as he laughed self-deprecatingly." The title of Head of the Nation is too rare, so it's useless to talk about it. What you need to do this year is to study hard and take the county-level examinations next year. "
Fang Yundao: "I'm preparing to take the county-level examination this year."
"Oh? Your holy words and poems may be commendable, but you haven't studied the classics yet, have you? The prefectural examination is less than three months away. Are you confident? "
"I can't say I'm confident, but I'll give it a try."
"That's good. When the time comes, you'll naturally know that it's not that easy to become a county-level scholar." Fang Shouye's words had a hidden meaning. He continued, "You don't have much of a livelihood. Before you become a county-level scholar, you'll be teaching in the Fang family's school and enlightening the children of the Fang family. How about twenty taels of silver a month? "
"Uncle, isn't that too much?" Fang Yun asked.
Fang Yusheng was silent. He was a county-level scholar, and he only earned five taels of silver a month as a county-level scholar. Fang Yun was only a county-level scholar, but he could earn twenty taels of silver by teaching children. It was truly infuriating.
"Breaking Jingguo Tianhuang's Double Armor Case is worth this price," Fang Shouye said.
"Then nephew thanks uncle. I'll try to finish the work here in ten days, and then go to the prefectural city." Fang Yun knew that this was Fang Shouye's good intentions. As long as he was a teacher in the Fang family's school, the Liu family and others would have to consider the consequences if they wanted to touch him. This was a kind of protection for him in disguise.
"Okay, you won't consider it?" Fang Shouye stood up and looked at the two boxes of treasures that he couldn't give away.
Fang Yun smiled, "As far as I know, although there aren't many county-level scholars, not everyone has such high achievements. Moreover, a county-level scholar has to become a Jinshi before they can make a name for themselves. It may take twenty or thirty years. Why does uncle value me so much?"
Fang Shouye rubbed his unshaven chin and said, "First, your poem, 'Sunset', was well written. Scolding Mount Liu made me very happy. As for second, if you can make a battle poem that can be passed down for generations, not to mention twenty thousand taels, even two hundred thousand taels of silver would be worth it. "
Fang Yun finally understood.
Only a small portion of poems and essays had talent.
Only a small portion of talented poems could attract the Qi of Heaven and Earth.
Only a small portion of poems that could attract the Qi of Heaven and Earth were battle poems that had the effect of killing the enemy.
And only a small portion of battle poems could be passed down to others and let others grasp them, becoming battle poems that could be passed down for generations.
Jingguo's Half-saint Chen Guanhai had been a saint for more than a hundred years. He had made countless poems, but there were only two battle poems that could be passed down for generations.
Half-saint could stop a million divisions by himself, but he couldn't teach everyone to do the same.
"I see," Fang Yundao said.
Fang Shouye said, "Unfortunately, the development of poetry in the past was too slow. Because there was a thousand-year truce, although the human race had internal strife, there was no external danger. The saints' thoughts were still on the Divine Path. They placed the most importance on scriptures, and even thought that governing a country was a small Dao, let alone poetry. The Half-saint wanted to go one step further and become a Secondary Saint or even a Saint, becoming the second Confucius Saint. It wasn't until the thousand-year truce ended that the demons and barbarians repeatedly invaded the Ten Nations of the human race. Only then did the saints realize that something was amiss. The Half-saint was not afraid of the Demon Sage, but those below the Half-saint level, especially those below the Jinshi level, lacked enough power to kill the enemy. "
Fang Yun knew about this history and said, "So they realized that battle poems and battle poems were the key to resisting the enemy. So they adjusted the imperial examinations, and the literary style of the Ten Nations changed drastically?"
"Yes. You're a good poet at such a young age, and you have a righteous heart. Both of these are what the military needs the most. As a soldier, I hope that you can join the military, but as your uncle, I hope that you can go to the Institute of Arts and Literature and add another scholar to the Fang family. "Fang Shouye patted Fang Yun's shoulder and turned around to leave.
Fang Yun immediately said, "Uncle, please wait, I have something to discuss with you. I'm planning to open a bookstore and sell my poems and some novels. Uncle, are you interested in investing? "
"Oh? How much is one share? "Fang Shouye asked.
"Uncle, you've helped me a lot. In that case, I'll only ask for one-tenth of the price, 1,000 taels per share," Fang Yundao said.
"Do I look like a fool to you? Renting a store and paying for other expenses doesn't even cost 500 taels a year. How dare you ask for 1,000 taels per share? "Fang Shouye asked with widened eyes.
The people at the side also looked at Fang Yun in surprise. Even Yang Yuhuan was puzzled as the asking price was too high.
"Uncle, can you lend me 1,000 taels? I'll return you 2,000 taels before the new year, but you have to tell the outside world that the Fang family is investing in my bookstore," Fang Yundao said.
"You're really cunning." Fang Shouye laughed. He finally understood that Fang Yun was afraid that his bookstore would be obstructed by others. That was why he wanted to use the Fang family's name to block countless arrows.
Fang Yun didn't refute. Although he wanted to borrow the Fang family's power, he mainly wanted to thank Fang Shouye for his protection. With the World of Wondrous Books, he believed that his bookstore would be rolling in money, and the Literary Name would spread quickly. The latter was the most important.
"Then, uncle, are you willing to lend me?" Fang Yun asked.
"Not lending! I'll buy five shares for 5,000 taels! I want half! "Fang Shouye said.
"Sorry, I'll only sell one share." Fang Yun thought that Fang Shouye was indeed an old fox.
"How about three shares?"
"Not selling!"
"Not even two shares?"
"No." Fang Yun wasn't polite at all.
"Then I'll buy one share. I want to see what you can do!" Fang Shouye immediately took out a banknote worth 1,000 taels and placed it on the table. He then turned around and left while the other two took the box.
Fang Yun sent Fang Shouye off and returned to his room to pick up the banknotes on the table. He thought that he had enough starting capital.
Yang Yuhuan asked curiously, "Little Yun, are you really going to open a bookstore? There are many bookstores in the city, but most of them are old brands. It's hard for a new bookstore to survive. You also have to study, so how will you have the time to run it? "
"There's you. You're the bookstore's lady boss. Once I teach you how to read and calculate, you can help me run the bookstore."
A faint blush appeared on Yang Yuhuan's fair and clear face. She said shyly, "Don't talk nonsense! Let's get down to business. "
Fang Yundao said, "I don't have the time, but Liang Yuan does. He didn't pass the scholar exam this time, so he can only run the rice store. However, he doesn't like it. If I hire him to help me run the bookstore, he'll definitely like it. After all, he'll have the opportunity to study and participate in the imperial examinations. "
"Liang Yuan and his wife are both pretty good." Yang Yuhuan nodded.
Fang Yun continued, "Go around for the next few days and find an honest and reliable woman. Bring her to the Great Source Residence to help with the housework. I'll think of a way to find a reliable young man in the clan and bring him to the Great Source Residence to be a servant. "
"Okay, I know. We're about to go to the Holy Shrine. You should hurry. "Yang Yuhuan said.
"Okay."
Fang Yun said as he placed a thousand taels of silver in Yang Yuhuan's hand. "Keep the money well. Use it when you open the bookstore in the Great Source Residence."
"Okay." Yang Yuhuan suddenly became excited. In the past, she was earning money to support Fang Yun, so she didn't mind managing the money. But now, Fang Yun had a lot of money and was even giving it to her. This made her feel that Fang Yun really treated her as his wife.
Fang Yun had just walked out of the door when he saw his four classmates walking towards him. Ge Xiaomao excitedly waved his hand. "We were just about to look for you."
Fang Yun walked over and went to the Wen Courtyard with the four of them.
The four of them had met at the table yesterday, but they didn't have time to talk due to the hustle and bustle. This was the first time they were talking after the results were officially released, so everyone was very excited.
"Fang Yun, I didn't expect you to be so secretive. You're really a role model for our generation!" Lu Lin praised loudly. Although his ranking was lower than Fang Yun's, he wasn't jealous at all. Instead, he was happy for his classmate.
"Lu Lin, you're also a scholar. Congratulations." Fang Yun smiled.
"You two, stop flattering me. Don't you think about our feelings?" Ge Xiaomao said half-jokingly.
Lu Zhan said, "I feel very good! Fang Yun, good job. You've completely destroyed Fang Zhongyong's arrogance. What kind of prodigy is he? You're the prodigy! Even Chen Sheng couldn't do it. Who knows, you might become a Half-saint in the future! I don't believe that Fang Zhongyong can compare to you. "
Although Liang Yuan was happy for Fang Yun, he was still a little depressed.
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