Fang Yun immediately recognized the voice. It was his cousin, Fang Li.
When he turned around, he saw Fang Li and Fang Zhongyong standing outside the door. Fang Li was wearing a bright red official robe and looked happy. He reached out his hand and took off his red melon skin hat. His back was hunched, and he revealed a flattering smile.
Beside Fang Li stood a youth with deep eye sockets.
When Fang Yun took a closer look, his heart was filled with emotions. He had heard of Fang Zhongyong's name a few years ago. At that time, this nephew of his was in high spirits. Not only was he unknown, he even had trouble getting a full meal.
When Fang Zhongyong followed his father to socialize with the rich and influential families, Fang Yun was still working in a restaurant to support himself.
Before the County-Level Examinations, Fang Yun had met Fang Zhongyong. At that time, Fang Zhongyong's reputation was at its peak, and he was almost the only candidate for the Ji County Head Exam. Fang Li couldn't wait to celebrate in advance, and Fang Zhongyong even wrote a poem during the Imperial Examinations.
However, Fang Yun relied on the Wondrous Book of Heaven and Earth to win against Fang Zhongyong.
After that, Fang Yun studied diligently, sleeping for two hours a day. In the later stages, he had a large amount of talent, but in the early stages, he relied on the blood ginseng and other items bestowed by the Empress Dowager. Slowly, he persevered and improved rapidly.
While Fang Yun was diligently studying, Fang Zhongyong, who was ranked second in the county, was brought by his father to visit relatives and friends. He continued to show off his poetry and had no time to study.
Fang Yun took the County-Level Examinations in the Jade Sea Prefecture and came in first, while Fang Zhongyong failed in the Dayuan Prefecture. After all, he was still young, so Fang Li and the others didn't care.
Following that, Fang Yun became famous. However, he didn't socialize and studied diligently. Even when he was training in the military, he would go to the military library every day to study the art of war.
On the other hand, because Fang Yun was a famous relative, not only did Fang Li not let Fang Zhongyong chase after him, he even used Fang Yun's name to rush out of the Ji County and became even more ostentatious in the Dayuan Prefecture. He earned a lot of money.
Fang Li's most glorious moment was when he brought Fang Zhongyong to the Fu Wen Courtyard and let Fang Zhongyong recite Fang Yun's poems to the students.
Two days ago, Fang Yun brought Fang Zhongyong to visit Ji County's County Magistrate Cai He. He asked Fang Zhongyong to write a record of Fang Yun's evil deeds. Although his words were not as vicious as the Gyeongo people's, they were still despicable.
Cai He had even tested Fang Yun. In the end, she had written to Fang Zhongyong that he had "faded into the crowd." What she meant was that Fang Zhongyong had lost all his talent and was no different from an ordinary scholar. However, it was clear that Cai He did not want to say such harsh words. At this moment, Fang Zhongyong was probably not as good as those students.
At this moment, Fang Zhongyong's eyes were dull and lifeless. He looked at Fang Yun with eyes full of fear. He didn't look like a child prodigy at all. He looked more like a child who had never seen the world.
Fang Yun felt extremely regretful, but he also knew that Fang Zhongyong was powerless to go against his father in a society of monarchs, ministers, fathers, and sons.
If Fang Li had come alone, Fang Yun would have already sent someone to chase him out. However, when he saw Fang Zhongyong's appearance, he sighed. He sighed softly and said, "Zhong Yong, cousin, come in."
"Xie Wenhou! Xie Wenhou! What are you standing there for? Hurry up and thank your Uncle Wenhou! "Fang Li suddenly slapped Fang Zhongyong's head. Fang Zhongyong's body swayed and he almost fell.
"Stop! There's a saying in the 'Three Character Classic' that a child should not be taught. Even if the fault lies with Zhongyong, why do you have to scold and beat him? "Fang Yun lightly shouted.
Fang Li was stunned. He hurriedly chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, yes. Lord Wenhou is right. Don't worry, I won't hit him in the future. I dare to hit my son, but I don't dare to hit your nephew. It's Zhongyong's fortune to have an uncle who is so protective of him. Zhongyong, hurry up and thank your uncle. "
Fang Li looked at his son with a face full of smiles.
Fang Zhongyong's eyes flashed with gratitude. He bowed and said, "Child Zhongyong thanks Uncle."
"We're all family. Come in and talk." Fang Yun gestured for the two to talk with him in the study.
His good friends from the Holy Ground were talking in the hall, but they all came out when they saw the visitors.
Li Fanming said, "Fang Yun, is this the prodigy of Ji County, Fang Zhongyong?"
Fang Li saw that these people were all wearing the black robes of a High Scholar. He immediately smiled humbly and said, "You're too kind. Fang Wenhou is the only prodigy in Ji County. The others are mediocre and not worth mentioning. My son Zhongyong is just an ordinary scholar. How could he catch the eyes of a High Scholar? "
Li Fanming smiled and said, "Don't try to trick me. I've also been to the River of Enlightenment and heard of Fang Zhongyong's name in Ji County. Why? You've been bringing Fang Zhongyong everywhere to sell poems. Now that you're here, you look down on us? "
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare." Fang Li realized that this person's accent was not that of Jingguo. When he mentioned the River of Enlightenment, he immediately realized where these people came from. He was so scared that he started to sweat. These Half-saint descendants were no different from monarchs in the eyes of the commoners.
Li Fanming smiled and said, "You really don't know what's good for you. You don't even want the benefits I offered you."
The other High Scholars shook their heads. They no longer cared about Fang Li.
Fang Li was stunned. He suddenly understood and said loudly, "Lord Wenhou, please test Zhongyong's poetry. Zhongyong, quickly come forward and ask for guidance!"
Fang Zhongyong went forward and bowed, "Uncle, please test my poetry."
Fang Yun wanted to refuse, but when he saw Fang Zhongyong's dim eyes, he made a decision and said, "Alright, since I'm your uncle and we're both scholars, I'll test you. You're famous for both poetry and literature. I'll test you separately. I won't give you a difficult question. I'll use this year's High Scholar Examination's' Wei Min Zhi Zhi 'as the question. You'll recite the meaning of the text. I don't ask for anything good, just your way of solving the question. "
"I understand." As soon as Fang Zhongyong finished speaking, his eyebrows furrowed as he pondered deeply. His gaze was unsettled. He had seen many things in his life, but when faced with a group of black robed High Scholars standing in front of him, he still felt a sense of pressure. Especially when his own uncle was such a renowned figure, and was the role model of the nation's literati.
After a long while, Fang Zhongyong still didn't say anything.
Fang Yun and the other High Scholars frowned and looked at Fang Li with dissatisfaction. This was a question for the human race's High Scholar Examination. There was no need to wait for the results to be released today. After someone gave up, all the scholars in the ten nations would pay attention to it and try to solve the question. Fang Li brought Fang Zhongyong with him, but he didn't ask him to solve the question.
Fang Yundao said, "Zhongyong, you don't have to think too much. Just say what you want to say. Let's talk about this stupid question."
Fang Zhongyong stammered, "Wei … Wei Min Zhi Zhi is the original text of the 'Book of Songs'. This sentence refers to the place where the people of the Shang Dynasty lived. It means that they lived and worked in peace. This text should be about the way to keep the people safe. Be it Confucius, Mencius or the other Sages, they all have their ways to keep the people safe. Let me think … "
All the High Scholars shook their heads. This question involved the territory, which was the best way to solve the question. Among the hundred people who passed this time, all of them understood Half-saint's intentions. They all wrote about the territory and the country, but it was slightly worse than Fang Yun's.
Fang Yun couldn't bear to listen to him and said with a pleasant expression, "It's good that you can think of this. If you study hard for a few more years, you will have a high chance of becoming a Xiucai. I heard that your poetry is also extraordinary. Let me test your poetry. "
Fang Yun was about to use the High Scholar's poetry as a test question, but he remembered that Fang Zhongyong didn't pay attention to the questions of the High Scholar Examination this time. He looked around and said, "I will come up with a poetry question at the last minute. You just have to write a poem. "
The Fang residence was relatively small and there weren't many flowers or plants. Fang Yun pointed to the living room and said, "There is a red sandalwood square armchair there. You can write a poem about things using the square armchair as the theme."
The chair was in the main seat of the main hall. The paint on it was polished and there was nothing special about it.
The High Scholars nodded their heads. Fang Yun didn't want to make things difficult for his nephew.
A poem about things could be simple or complex, as long as one wasn't stupid enough to only write about things. All he needed to do was to express a little bit of his emotions. Furthermore, it was extremely difficult to write a good poem on a table or chair. It was far less meaningful than the Four Treasures of the Study. An Elementary Scholar and a Grand Scholar were on the same level.
Fang Zhongyong said, "Then I will write an ancient poem using the square armchair as the theme. Please forgive me for my lack of talent."
"Quatrains and poems need to be practiced before they can be written well. Just write it in an ancient style." Fang Yundao said.
Fang Zhongyong took a deep breath and his eyes revealed a look of determination. He thought for a while and said, "The red sandalwood armchair is in the four directions, welcoming the guests ….. the guests ….. the guests ….. the guests ….."
Fang Zhongyong finished his second sentence and couldn't finish his sentence. In the end, he could only stare at him.
Fang Li was furious and slapped Fang Zhongyong across the face. He scolded loudly, "This isn't the first time you have failed to compose a poem. Idiot!"
Fang Zhongyong covered his face and didn't speak.
"Stop! Do you think this is your home? "Fang Yun shouted.
Fang Li was shocked and hurriedly took a step back. He smiled and said, "Your excellency Marquis Wen, as you can see, this child is getting more and more stupid. Why don't you complete this poem and give it to him as a gift to encourage him to study. What do you think? "
Li Fanming laughed and scolded, "Fang Yun, didn't you just say that your cousin was stupid? Now he's become smarter."
Fang Li laughed and said, "I am stupid, but when I see Marquis Wen, I become smarter. Everyone says that Marquis Wen is like a star that descended from the heavens. Zhongyong, aren't you going to ask your uncle for a poem? "
Fang Zhongyong hurriedly put his hands down and bowed, "Please give me a poem."
Fang Yun was considering when Zong Wude sighed and said, "Give this child a poem. He's quite pitiful."
Fang Yun nodded and said, "Alright, I'll continue this poem."
If it was when he had just arrived in the Saint Origin World, this would have been extremely difficult for Fang Yun. After all, he was continuing someone else's poem. However, Fang Yun had been studying for a long time and was no longer the same as before.
Therefore, Fang Yun didn't hesitate and continued the poem.
"Red sandalwood chairs in all directions, welcoming guests to the hall.
Dukes, marquises, generals, and ministers take turns to sit, proclaiming themselves to be the king of the house.
Urchins set up sparrows in front of the door, old chairs in the hall moved to the study.
The smell of ink and the bookcase quietly accompanied, only then did one know that there was nothing to write about. "
Fang Zhongyong lowered his head in shame. Fang Li's face and ears turned red.
Shi Tang smiled and said, "As expected of Fang Quanjia. He was just casually continuing someone else's poem, but he wrote his own thoughts. This poem is the best to motivate Fang Zhongyong."
Yan Yukong smiled and nodded, "Good! It's not difficult to continue the poem. The difficult part is to tell Fang Zhongyong the truth. Zhongyong, do you know the meaning of this poem? "
Fang Zhongyong said respectfully, "This student knows. My first two lines only described the glory of the chair, which was difficult to continue. Uncle first wrote that the dukes, marquises, generals, and ministers take turns to sit, making the glory of the chair more concrete. Then, he wrote that the chair was arrogant, thinking that with these important people sitting on him, he was the king of the house. However, things have changed. Uncle borrowed from the 'Records of the Grand Historian's saying that' there are sparrows outside the door 'and wrote that children are catching sparrows outside the door. From the side, he wrote that the master of the house was no longer in his glory, and that the old chair was placed in the study. "
As Fang Zhongyong spoke, he secretly glanced at the crowd and saw many of the High Scholars nodding their heads.
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