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Chapter 187

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Fang Yun bought a new guqin frame and brought the Gallstone Guqin with the dragon horn cushion back home. He first put it on the old guqin frame and played a few songs. The sound was indeed purer than before. Even if the lower guqin frame was cracked, it did not seem to be affected at all, so he changed to a new guqin frame and continued to play.

Fang Yun was playing excitedly when he heard a shout from outside the door. "Fang Yun, do you have time to drink?"

This voice was very unfamiliar, and Fang Yun was sure it was his first time hearing it. He was confused and walked outside.

The gatekeeper opened the door and saw a smiling young man standing outside. He held a jar of wine in his hand and was looking inside.

Although this person looked very undisciplined, his body was straight. Rather than saying that he didn't care, it was better to say that there was nothing in the world worth his attention.

Fang Yun was slightly taken aback. He thought that this person was probably a famous scholar. There were always many mavericks among scholars.

The person stared at Fang Yun with his black eyes. The undisciplined look disappeared, and the smile on his face grew. "Fang Yun, Fang Zhenguo? Just as the rumors say, you are so young and have your own style. You are about to succeed. I am Li Fanming. The person who wanted to buy something from you on Qixi was my uncle. "

Fang Yun suddenly realized why this person looked so extraordinary. It turned out that he was one of the Four Great Princes of the Qi Kingdom, Li Fanming. He was different from the other three princes who were Grand Scholars. This Li Fanming was only a High Scholar, and his biggest hobby was drinking wine with prostitutes.

However, no one looked down on him. Not only did he come from a wealthy family, he was related to the Ji Sheng clan by marriage. He was also the top scorer of the Qi Kingdom's capital. His knowledge of the classics and policy were famous in Jingguo. Five years ago, he won first place in the state examination. His knowledge of the classics and policy were both published in the Holy Path, causing a sensation.

This person was also a frequent visitor to the Wen Bao. Because of the gossip about the Qi Kingdom, at least three times out of ten were related to him, Fang Yun had a deep impression of this person.

Almost at the same time he heard the name Li Fanming, Fang Yun understood that he was representing the Ji clan.

"So it's Young Master Li. It's an honor to meet you," Fang Yun said politely.

Li Fanming smiled and said, "I'll take it that you've been looking forward to meeting me for a long time. He heard that the Jade Sea's pleasure boats were as numerous as a forest. I'm new here, so I'll have to trouble Brother Fang to bring me around. "

Fang Yun smiled and said, "I'm preparing for the Mid-Autumn Sacred Ground. I really don't have time to go sightseeing. Come in and talk. Prepare some tea."

Fang Yun made an inviting gesture, and Li Fanming walked to the living room with a disappointed expression.

The two of them sat down. Fang Yun asked the others to leave and said, "Brother Li, if you have something to say, just say it."

Li Fanming retracted his frivolous attitude and said, "Fang Zhenguo is a straightforward person. Then I'll finish and go drink the flower wine. Our Ji Clan has been wrongly accused. On the Chinese Valentine's Day, although Uncle wanted the Blood Drop Beast Skin, he told me afterwards that it might be the will of the heavens. He also told me not to make things difficult for you when I enter the Holy Ground. "

"You haven't taken the Jinshi exam all these years because you're waiting for the holy ground?" Fang Yun asked.

"Yes, the Ji Clan asked me to wait for seven years. The condition was that they would no longer stop me from drinking the flower wine. "Li Fanming said.

"You waited for seven years for the Blood Drop Beast Skin?" Fang Yun asked.

"Half of it. Without the Blood Drop Beast Skin, it's not necessarily a waste of time."

Fang Yun nodded. He said, "Meng Linyu came to me that day and said that your Ji Clan leaked the information about me obtaining the Blood Drop Beast Skin."

"With your intelligence, you should know that our Ji Clan would not do such a stupid thing. I'm here this time to clarify this matter. I'll also tell you something that many Half-saint families don't know. "

"Speak!" Fang Yun said indifferently.

"The Meng Clan entered the Holy Ground to look for Meng Sheng. But the Fierce Monarch's real intention was to look for Zilu Half-saint's relics. Presumably, you don't know that Zilu Half-saint and the other three Saints fell in the Holy Ground. "

Fang Yun asked, "In the Meng Clan, only the Fierce Monarch has shone brightly in the past few years. The others are unknown. He's a Hanlin, so he can't enter the Holy Ground. Why would he want to look for Zilu Half-saint's relics?"

Li Fanming slowly said, "Building a plank road in the open, secretly crossing the Chen Cang road."

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment. Crossing the Chen Cang road was a famous example of Han Xin. He couldn't help but open his eyes wide, "He wants to borrow the military book 'Han Xin's Three Essays' to sneak into the Holy Ground?"

"No, he can't enter the Holy Ground himself. He used other methods to cooperate with 'Han Xin's Three Essays' to achieve his goal. As for what methods he used, we don't know because he has too many methods to use. Moreover, someone has used it before. "

Fang Yun pondered for a moment, "I roughly understand what you mean. You want to say that he's determined to get the Blood Drop Beast Skin?"

"Yes." Li Fanming said.

"There's not enough evidence." Fang Yun was unmoved.

Li Fanming smiled confidently and said, "That's why I came personally to explain. Moreover, I will tell you everything my Ji Clan knows." Saying that, he took out a Huhu Shell from his sleeve. With a wave of his hand, a book and an atlas appeared in his hand and he handed it over.

Fang Yun took the book and looked at it. On the surface, his expression didn't change, but in his heart, he had to admit that the Half-saint Clan really had enough heritage. The previous twenty-four travel books and all the atlas added together were not as detailed as the Ji Clan's book and atlas. There were many places marked on it, and it even clearly marked the Holy Ground's Dragon Cliff that was only heard of in legends.

The value of this book and atlas was far above the Huhu Shell.

After Fang Yun finished reading, he slowly said, "It's still not enough."

Li Fanming didn't care at all, "The three drops of blood on the beast skin should be the blood of one of the three Half-saint who fell in the Holy Ground. It can point to the place where the three Saints and the Demonic Saint fought. You should know that the three Saints, including Zilu, accidentally entered the edge of a Demonic Saint's tomb and were killed by the Demonic Saint. "

Fang Yun nodded.

"But according to our Half-saint Clan's deduction, the Demonic Saint wouldn't risk his life for a tomb. There's something else in that tomb!"

Fang Yundao, "Is this the reason why the Half-saint Clans dauntlessly enter the Holy Ground?"

"The biggest reason is that the current Demonic Emperor actually grew up in the Holy Ground, and the mysterious princess of the Eastern Sea Dragons also made rapid progress after coming out of the Holy Ground. Do you remember the Kong Clan's Dragon?"

"Of course." Fang Yun vaguely understood something.

"The Kong Clan's Dragon also made a name for himself after coming out of the Holy Ground, but unfortunately, he was killed by the Demonic Emperor. The Half-saint Clan's people are used to calling these three the Three Sons of the Holy Ground, and each of them has the appearance of a Demonic Saint! "

"The Fierce Monarch is not only interested in the remains of Half-saint Zilu, but also wants to become the Fourth Son of the Holy Ground?"

"Is this evidence enough?"

"It's enough." Fang Yun sighed softly. Li Fanming was only a High Scholar, and if he used the Art of War or the Art of War, it would be impossible to fool him. Moreover, Li Fanming's tone was incomparably sincere, and that kind of sincerity could not be faked by someone who didn't specialize in the Art of War or the Art of War.

Li Fanming said, "Your Blood Drop Beast Skin is not the only key, but it's never a bad thing to have one more possibility. That's why the Fierce Monarch and the others want it very much, especially since you're not a descendant of the Half-saint Clans." Towards the end, his tone was incomparably regretful.

"It's alright, I'll work hard to make my descendant a descendant of the Half-saint Clan." Fang Yun said indifferently.

Li Fanming smiled, "This is the most interesting Half-saint declaration I've ever heard. Then, is the Ji Clan's sincerity enough? "

"It's enough, thank you." Fang Yun dao.

Li Fanming hurriedly said, "We don't deserve your thanks. The reason why I'm here is firstly to clarify things, and secondly, I hope that you won't side with the Fierce Monarch. If you side with the Fierce Monarch, our Ji Clan will be in danger. This is a way to protect ourselves, and not entirely for you. "

"I understand, your magnanimity far surpasses everything." Fang Yun raised his teacup and raised it towards Li Fanming, taking a sip.

Li Fanming also raised his cup solemnly and took a sip of tea.

"Then, what is the biggest secret of the Holy Ground? Do you have any guesses?" Fang Yun asked.

Li Fanming sighed helplessly, "There are too many guesses, we even guessed that Kong Sheng left something inside, but the Kong Clan denied it, because if Kong Sheng really wanted to leave something good, he could only leave it in the Notre-Dame or the Kong Residence. Oh, right, it could also be left in the Book Hill. "

Fang Yun was about to put down his teacup, but he silently took a sip of tea.

Li Fanming continued, "You have the Blood Drop Beast Skin, what are you going to do with it? Are you going to exchange it for something, or are you going to use it for yourself? "

Fang Yundao, "Since this thing is related to the children of the Holy Ground and can allow one to obtain the qualifications of a quasi-saint, its value is no less than Han Xin's Soldier Roll Platform."

"Soldier Roll Platform? You mean … "Li Fanming looked at Fang Yun suspiciously.

"The Fierce Monarch wants to use Han Xin's Soldier Roll Platform to exchange for the Blood Drop Beast Skin."

"He is really willing to part with it … No, he is not in urgent need of military treasures, could it be that he wants you to clash with the Han Clan?"

"Of course. So, do me a small favor and spread this matter out, let others know of my relationship with the Fierce Monarch. "

"Don't worry, leave this matter to me. However, according to our conjecture, the matter of the Qixi Festival was spread by the Meng Clan, but slandering you and slandering our Ji Clan should not be done by the Fierce Monarch. "

"Since it was not done by the Fierce Monarch, you probably know who did it. They love to kill with a borrowed knife." Fang Yundao said.

Li Fanming naturally knew that Fang Yun was talking about the School of Miscellany and the School of Vertical and Horizontal. He said, "It seems that I came in vain. You know everything, so I am relieved. Oh, right, I have another important matter. "

Fang Yun immediately listened attentively. The previous conversation involved the great secret of the Holy Ground, and this time Li Fanming said something important, so it was likely to be even more important.

Unexpectedly, Li Fanming coughed lightly and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I bear the hopes of my younger brothers and sisters, so I want you to write a copy of the 'Epigraph of My Shack'. If you don't do it, they will not forgive me when I return."

Fang Yun pointed at the book and picture album about the Holy Ground. He said, "With these two things, the 'Epigraph of My Shack' is nothing. However, the original copy is not with me, so you can't see it even if you want to."

"That's great! As long as it's your authentic work. "

Fang Yun did not expect his calligraphy to be called 'authentic'. He said, "Come, let's go to my study."

"I didn't expect you to be so reasonable. How about I treat you to a drink?" Li Fanming said.

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