Magistrate Sun cupped his hands at Li Wenying and said, "Someone once said that if the Divine Path is unimpeded, one can do it with determination. However, the Divine Path is full of thorns, and only those with fearless courage can move forward. Therefore, scholars like us need to condense our courage so that we can set up a literary palace, pick a literary heart, and step on the Divine Path. Jingguo has few talents like Fang Yun. With Duke Jianmei's fearless courage, there is no need to worry about prosperity. The Epigraph of My Shack belongs to you. "
However, Li Wenying said, "Since the Epigraph of My Shack can be used to condense courage, it is not suitable for me to monopolize it. I will give you a Jinshi's literary treasure and a dragon's blood ink stick in exchange for half a year's reading rights of the Epigraph of My Shack. After half a year, you can go and find Fang Yun. "
Li Wenying said as he walked towards Fang Yun's house.
Magistrate Sun and the others were completely convinced. They bowed slightly and left one after another.
After the officials left, the scholars who were present suddenly burst into an uproar and began to talk about it.
Those who had felt pity for Guan Yaoyuan and Yan Yue also distanced themselves from them. If Grand Secretary Li Wenying personally came to visit, Fang Yun would definitely have a meteoric rise. No matter how powerful Minister Zuo was, he would not want to offend Li Wenying.
He Yutang looked at Yan Yue and Guan Yaoyuan and shook his head. He said, "Scheming against each other, a crooked poem, blinded by fame and fortune; Empress Dowager's decree, a literary heart, a moment of literary courage, a wicked heart. Instead of being a good person, you chose to be a dog of the Liu family. What a pity, what a pity. "
The crowd left one after another. Guan Yaoyuan was helped into the carriage by the coachman. He lowered his head and gnashed his teeth after a long time. "The greater your Literary Name, the more Liu Zicheng wants to kill you. Liu Zicheng is ruthless and cunning, but he has been plotting behind the scenes. One day, he will ruin your reputation. You have escaped once, but I don't believe you can escape a second time! Fang Yun, on the day you enter the Prefectural Literature Academy, I will watch you become the laughingstock of the Great Source House! If you step into Childe Liu's trap, even the Minister Zuo can't protect you. You will become the enemy of all the officials, haha! "
The people in the alley gradually dispersed. Fang Yun welcomed Li Wenying in the courtyard.
Li Wenying was thin and tall. If one ignored his peculiar eyebrows and official robes, he would look like an old-fashioned teacher.
Fang Yun, Yang Yuhuan, Wan Xuezheng, and Head Shopkeeper Tang welcomed him in the courtyard.
"Greetings, Lord Headmaster." Fang Yun and the others bowed respectfully, while Yang Yuhuan hurriedly followed suit and bowed.
Yang Yuhuan did not expect that the famous Grand Secretary Li Wenying would come here right after she received the Empress Dowager's decree and had no time to count all the good things. In the eyes of the commoners of Jiang Prefecture, Li Wenying was more famous and respected than the Left Prime Minister, second only to the monarch and the Prime Minister.
Yang Yuhuan had never seen such an important person before. She just silently poured tea and stood aside to watch.
At first, Yang Yuhuan secretly observed Grand Secretary Li, who was famous in the Ten Nations. However, after a while, she realized that Li Wenying came to visit because of Fang Yun's Epigraph of My Shack. He even wanted to exchange it with a Jinshi Wenbao!
Yang Yuhuan could not help but look at Fang Yun, her eyes full of surprise. It turned out that the real Fang Yun was a hundred times more powerful than the Fang Yun in her mind.
"Xiao Yun has become more powerful. He really has the temperament of a man now, just like the Langjun in my mind …" Yang Yuhuan suddenly blushed and did not dare to think about it anymore. She hurriedly left for fear that she would be discovered.
Fang Yundao said, "Since the Duke of Jianmei is only borrowing it for half a year, just take it. There's no need to exchange it. You've guarded Jiang Zhou for many years and saved hundreds of thousands of people there. You're a role model for all scholars. I can't accept your things. "
Li Wenying nodded with a smile and said, "It's good that you have such intentions. The Jinshi Wenbao and the dragon's blood ink ingot are not so much an exchange, but a reward for you. This Epigraph of My Shack is very likely to surpass Zhen Guo in the future and become famous all over the world. There's a world of difference between reading your original manuscript and comprehending it on your own. Previously, I was only 30% confident that I could become a great scholar, but now, I'm 40% confident. The Jinshi Wenbao and the ink ingot are nothing. "
Seeing how determined Li Wenying was, Fang Yun said, "Elder, thank you for your generous gift."
Li Wenying handed the dragon's blood ink ingot to Fang Yun and said with a sad expression, "The Demon-swaying Pen is in my residence. I'll get someone to send it here tonight. The Demon-swaying Pen was infused with talent by a Jinshi Vice General before his death. It didn't carry a poem, but the Jinshi Vice General's last words, 'Hold this pen and slay the demons on my behalf'. It also carried his battle intent and unwillingness when he was alive. The battle poems written by this pen can only be increased by 10%, but when used to attack demons, it can be increased by 50%. "
Fang Yun, Wan Xuezheng, and Head Shopkeeper Tang were all moved. A pen that could increase the power of battle poems by 50% was extremely rare. Usually, only the Jinshi Wenbao made from the bones and hair of great demons could increase the power of battle poems by 50%. Above that, it would require the bones and hair of demon sages.
Head Shopkeeper Tang probed, "Is that the former Tanhua of Jade Sea City, one of the candidates for the next leader of the School of Mohism, Ju Zi?"
"That's him. Other than the people of the School of Mohism, who would insist on not attacking the human race and not create offensive Jinshi Wenbao and only use this pen against demons? After I became a great scholar, that pen was no longer suitable for me. I've always wanted to find a suitable owner for it. Fang Yun, you have the talent for literature, the Literary Name, and the ability to write the Epigraph of My Shack. You are the best candidate to use the Demon-Sweeping Pen. "
"Thank you for your consideration, Sir Chancellor," Fang Yundao said.
"It's a pity that your 'Epigraph of My Shack' is too short. If it were longer, when you become a Juren, you would be able to use it to build up your courage. We can't compare to you. Most of the Condensed Literary Guts are famous works of the saints. If you can write Condensed Literary Guts, you must write it at all costs. Before you become a Saint, you must not let anyone know the contents of that text. Do you understand? "
"This student has benefited from your teachings." Fang Yun remembered this in his heart. No one had told him this before, because no one believed that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with the saints.
After Fang Yun said that, he handed the Epigraph of My Shack to Li Wenying.
Li Wenying took it and said, "I'll get someone to give you the Demon-Sweeping Pen when we get home." With that, he turned and left.
Fang Yun and the others sent Li Wenying off and returned to the house.
Nunu, who had been hiding in the house all this time, quietly walked out. She sniffed lightly with her nose and looked around vigilantly. Then, she returned to normal and jumped onto Fang Yun's lap, quietly lying down.
Head Tavernkeeper Tang smiled and said, "If someone said that the Grand Scholar personally came to visit a scholar, I wouldn't have believed it. But it happened before my eyes, so I have to believe it."
Wan Xuezheng said seriously, "Fang Yun, after the county examination, I've been sending letters to County Magistrate Cai and have been paying attention to you. I've never doubted your talent, but I've always been afraid that you'll be arrogant and complacent. In the letter that County Magistrate Cai sent me, Fang Zhongyong was brought around by his father to show off after he passed the county examination. He was forced to write poems and lyrics, and he insisted on competing with you. However, his father rarely let him study the classics of the saints, and he didn't care about the meaning of the classics. County Magistrate Cai once wrote that the two scholars of the Fang family, when they meet in the future, will be like the abyss of heaven. Do you understand? "
Fang Yun naturally understood that the heaven was the sky, and the abyss was the abyss. The difference was bigger than the heaven and the earth.
"Thank you for your guidance, Lord Wan. I'll remember the teachings of you and County Magistrate Cai. I'll never learn from Fang Zhongyong. I've been reading the classics of the saints every day. From now on, I'll write a piece of the classics every three days. "
"Good. I'm relieved that you have this intention. Can you let me have a look at the dragon blood ink stick? "Wan Xuezheng didn't want the atmosphere to be too serious, so he smiled and changed the topic.
So, the three of them talked about the demon blood ink stick. Some of them were not in the world of strange books. Fang Yun memorized them and prepared to buy some related books in the future to make up for his shortcomings in this area.
After chatting for a while, Head Shopkeeper Tang said, "Fang Yun, the Duke of Jian Mei has high expectations for you. He obviously wanted to give you the Demon-sweeping Pen and the dragon blood ink stick, but he said it was an exchange for half a year's Epigraph of My Shack. Do you know why?"
Fang Yun pondered for a moment and said, "First, to protect me, this Epigraph of My Shack is very important to those who are eager to break through the scholar rank. There will be people coming one after another, and some of them will even use despicable means. But now that the Epigraph of My Shack is in Lord Li's house, I'll have less trouble. Second, the Epigraph of My Shack is a priceless treasure to many people, but since you want to lend it out, there must be a price. Lord Li set the price of half a year's worth of a scholar's literature treasure and a block of dragon blood ink stick, which is equivalent to drawing a line for others. "
"Fang Shuangjia, you're really good at seeing through things! What do you think about the cooperation? "Head Shopkeeper Tang asked.
Before Fang Yun could answer, Wan Xuezheng got up and left, hinting that it was not suitable for him to participate in this topic.
After sending Wan Xuezheng away, Head Shopkeeper Tang returned to his room and sat down. He said, "Fang Yun, are you willing to cooperate with Xuanting Bookstore?"
"Of course I want to cooperate, but the method of cooperation needs to be carefully discussed," Fang Yun said with a smile.
Head Shopkeeper Tang said, "Are you willing to sell the book for 5,000 taels of silver?"
"Even if I don't sell it, it won't take long for you to learn it, so I'll sell it for 5,000 taels of silver. But 5,000 taels of silver is too little for the sole right to sell the Romance of the Western Room. Xuanting Bookstore wants people to buy your books, but my goal is to promote the Literary Name. Making money is secondary. In other words, our interests are contradictory. "
Head Shopkeeper Tang was silent for a moment. "Your mysterious teacher is really something. I thought you couldn't see the pros and cons, but you hit the nail on the head. That's good. You can speak smart words to smart people. What do you want? "
Fang Yundao said, "As long as Xuanting Bookstore can guarantee that my books will be sold in every country, state, prefecture, and county in the Ten Nations, and allow all bookstores other than your competitors to buy and sell my books, then we can talk."
Head Shopkeeper Tang thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said, "There are more than 8,000 counties in the Saint Origin World, and about 500 of them are not within the sales range of my bookstore. However, if you are willing to give all the rights to sell your poems and novels to Xuanting Bookstore, I promise that within three months, there will be bookstores in those 500 counties. If you can't do it, we will open our own bookstore."
"No, I'm only prepared to give my popular novels to your bookstore for distribution. As for other books, I'm not sure yet." Fang Yundao.
"This … If that's the case, then your value is far less important than I thought," Head Shopkeeper Tang said.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Then if I can write at least one novel every year with sales no less than the Romance of the Western Room, and even write a novel that is more widely circulated than the Romance of the Western Room, then what is my value?"
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