Although these students hadn't spent much time with Fang Yun, they liked Fang Yun very much.
Other teachers either recited their lessons from the book or kept a straight face all day, but Fang Yun's class was not only different from the rest, but the content seemed simple yet reasonable, leaving a deep impression. Even his self-written "Three Character Classic" and "Fox Rhymes" were countless times better than other elementary studies.
In their hearts, the most important thing was that Teacher Fang was already known as the number one scholar of the Dayuan Mansion, and they admired him greatly.
Now that they received this news, many of the children couldn't accept it.
He Yutang continued, "You should have heard about what happened yesterday. Some people insulted Teacher Fang, but Teacher Fang wrote" Epigraph of My Shack "to show his sincerity. They had evil intentions, so Cha Na dared to destroy their literary palace. Today, the Yan family sent people to block Teacher Fang outside, saying that they won't let him go. Teacher Fang is still young and can't win against a distinguished family. He can only live in seclusion at home for the time being and can't come to school. "
"How can the Yan family be so despicable!" a child said angrily.
"I'm going to the magistrate court to complain!" a child said while wiping his tears.
"When I grow up and become an official, I'll definitely put them in jail. Despicable!"
He Yutang sighed and said, "A few days ago, Teacher Fang said that even if he became a county scholar or a provincial scholar, he would still come here to teach. But now, it's hard for him to come. In order to prevent the Yan family from accidentally hurting you, today's class will only be for half a day. After noon, you can leave through the back door. Tomorrow morning, you'll have classes as usual. If they're still here, you can only teach for half a day. When you go back, you'll have to explain it to your parents. "
He Yutang turned and left, and the children immediately began to talk among themselves.
"Despicable! Teacher Fang is such a good person. How can he meet such evil people? My uncle said that if anyone bullies me, I can look for him. I'll go to my uncle's house right now! He's a soldier in the city guard, so he'll definitely find someone to beat up those evil people! "
"I don't have many people at home, but Uncle Fang and Grandpa Fang are very good to me. Since Uncle isn't here, I'll look for Grandpa Fang. I'm so angry, I still want to continue learning "Rhymes" with the little fox! "
"Hmph, I'll wait another three days. If the yamen doesn't care, I'll bring my parents to the entrance of the Judicial Department to complain. I don't believe that even the legalist officials can't deal with them!"
At noon, the children of each class left through the back door, leaving the school empty.
Dean Fang Jingtang walked out of the front door with a cold face and looked at the eight mourning figures, three men and five women.
The few of them were already tired after scolding for the entire morning. They were resting when they saw someone coming over to continue scolding.
"Goddamn Fang Yun! And Yue 'er's literary palace! What a vicious person! "
"It's just a quarrel, yet he destroyed the Human Palace. He's no different from a demon or a barbarian. Why don't the Saints send down lightning and strike him to death!"
"Sheng Qian Sheng is abusing his power to bully others! The heavens are blind! "
Fang Jingtang looked at a woman in her forties and said with disgust, "Old Woman Yan, the school is about to close. You should leave."
"Leave? If Fang Yun doesn't kowtow and apologize to Yue 'er, I won't leave even if I die! Yue 'er is a dignified scholar. His literary palace is gone just like that. Only a demon or a barbarian would be so ruthless! "
Fang Jingtang said angrily, "Nonsense, inverting right and wrong! If Yan Yue's literary palace isn't destroyed, then the unlucky one would be Fang Yun. If he were to be harmed by Yan Yue, wouldn't our Jingguo lose a Sheng Qian Sheng? Yan Yue's literary palace is a good thing. I only hate that Duke Jian Mei didn't blow him to death! That kind of beast wouldn't be able to condense literary gall even until his death. Even I can't condense literary gall! "
"Listen to this! Listen to this! You're right after ruining my nephew's future. You kill people without blinking an eye! Are you looking down on my literary gall? Be careful of Half-saint Lu Buwei sending down holy punishment to strike you to death! Be careful of Minister Zuo banishing you! "
Fang Jingtang sneered, "Bah! Supporting the country and doing hard work is naturally the role model for us scholars. But Minister Zuo took the dregs of my school. He messed up the court, seduced demons and barbarians, brought disaster to Jingguo. He formed cliques for personal gain and tried in vain to be a powerful minister like Lu Buwei before he was canonized as a saint. Let me give you a piece of advice. If your Yan family continues to be used by others, sooner or later you'll be in big trouble! "
After Fang Jingtang finished speaking, he didn't care about the curses of those people and asked the gatekeeper to close the main door.
Fang Yun went home early and bought a lot of books on the way. He couldn't have all the books in the world, but he still had to put some books on display.
He bought more than 30 books on Confucian classics in one go and quickly flipped through them on the way back.
The little fox Nu Nu was reading along with Fang Yun with a serious look on her face. No one knew if she could understand the books.
Occasionally, she would sneak a glance at Fang Yun. Once she noticed that Fang Yun was looking at her, she would immediately read the book more seriously. She even nodded deeply as if she was saying that the book made sense.
Fang Yun roughly flipped through a dozen books and found that most of them were clichés. There wasn't anything particularly useful. He put down the book and closed his eyes to think.
"There's nothing wrong with these books. The problem is with me. I actually managed to comprehend most of the 'techniques' of the scriptures in just one night. The Wondrous Book of Heaven and Earth couldn't do it, the Infusion of Talent Qi couldn't do it, and the Palace of Literature couldn't do it either. Could it be that the combination of these forces made my mind stronger?
"Talent Qi and Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng can make my body and brain stronger. Book Heaven and Earth can provide me with enough information. The era of information explosion gave me abilities and knowledge that even Half-saint didn't have. Plus, I've been studying hard these days. That's why my learning ability is getting stronger and stronger."
Fang Yun thought through all this and continued to read.
When he got home, Fang Yun was still studying seriously.
The process of learning was very boring, but the voice in Fang Yun's heart kept encouraging him and became his motivation.
"I want to become a Half-saint and see the wonders of the world. I want to know if there's a higher position of literature above the Saint! "
As he studied more, Fang Yun found a strange thing. Sometimes, he felt that practicing calligraphy and studying the classics of the sages was boring. Sometimes, he even hated it. But every time he understood something, every time his talent increased or became more condensed, he would obtain unprecedented satisfaction from the depths of his heart.
"Maybe, this is the baptism of the spirit. It's similar to what Confucius said, 'If you learn the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening.'"
At noon, Head Shopkeeper Tang came to visit. As soon as he saw Fang Yun, he said, "I thought you were studying in the Fang Clan. When I arrived, I found that it was closed. The Yan Clan's people were there. Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. It'll be solved soon. Let's talk about the contract. "
So the two of them entered the house and negotiated the terms of the contract one by one.
It took them an entire afternoon to finish the negotiation. As a High Scholar, Head Shopkeeper Tang was sweating profusely.
"If you fail the imperial examinations, come to our Xuanting Bookstore. We can give you the treatment of a Grand Scholar." Head Shopkeeper Tang said.
"Okay." Fang Yun smiled and agreed.
Head Shopkeeper Tang took out ten banknotes worth one thousand taels each and handed them to Fang Yun, saying, "These are banknotes worth ten thousand taels each from the Notre-Dame Bank. Take a look at them carefully. After that, come with me to the Wen Courtyard to officially sign the contract."
Fang Yun took the banknotes and examined them carefully, asking, "The paper of these banknotes is different from normal paper. It's said that they're mixed with scraps of the Saint Pages?"
"That's true. The Saint Pages have high requirements for production. Every year, there's always a large amount of discarded paper pulp. Most of them are used to make banknotes or special documents. "
Fang Yun nodded and put away the banknotes, saying, "You stay in the main room and drink some tea. I have some private matters to discuss with Daniu."
Afterward, Fang Yun found Fang Daniu and asked him to copy a small part of the "Fox Rhymes". Then, he and Head Shopkeeper Tang went to the Wen Courtyard.
Halfway there, the two of them talked about the Saint Pages. Head Shopkeeper Tang smiled, saying, "Before long, the Notre-Dame will give you the Saint Pages. You're only a scholar now. Who knows when you'll be able to go to the front lines to fight against the barbarians and demons. Do you want to sell a part of the Saint Pages?"
"You want to buy the Saint Pages? How much for one? "
"Thirty thousand taels each."
"Didn't I hear that the Dragons' price is fifty thousand taels each?"
"First, you have to find the Dragons. Second, you have to ensure that the Notre-Dame doesn't know. Otherwise, you'll be betraying the human race. In the end, you'll only get treasures of equivalent value, not real banknotes." Head Shopkeeper Tang said.
"I guessed that the human race wouldn't let the Saint Pages leak out. After all, these things can double the power of war poems and turn illusions into reality. I want to ask you, now that I have three poems, 'Spring Dawn', 'Sunset', and 'Early Morning Walk to Ji County', in the Saint Journal, how many Saint Pages should I get? "
"According to the usual practice, the best poem in the county examination will get a page no matter what level it is. 'Spring Dawn' is close to Mingzhou, so it naturally gets another page. 'Sunset' gets a page. 'Early Morning Walk to Ji County' is a national poem, so the usual practice is to get three pages. However, at the national level, the Saint Pages are secondary. The most important thing is the opportunity to enter the Sea of Learning and the Holy Tower. Actually, these are too far away. You'll understand when you enter the Sea of Learning as a scholar. "
Fang Yun was purely curious, but Head Shopkeeper Tang was afraid that Fang Yun was biting off more than he could chew, so Fang Yun didn't ask further.
Fang Yundao said, "Including the one from County Magistrate Cai, I only have a total of seven Saint Pages. They'll be gone once they're used up. I can't bear to sell them."
"Yes, the Saint Pages are precious. Try to keep them to save your life. If you want to sell more in the future, you must come to me first."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "There should be other uses for the Saint Pages, right?"
Head Shopkeeper Tang said frankly, "Yes. Normally, scholars won't sell their literature treasures for money. They'll either barter or use the Saint Pages to exchange. The Holy Clans don't lack money, so they often use the Saint Pages to exchange. "
The two entered the School of Arts and signed the contract before going their separate ways. Fang Yun took Fang Daniu's part of 'Fox Rhymes' to Registrar Zhou.
When Registrar Zhou saw Fang Yun, he put down the document in his hand and looked at the paper in Fang Yun's hand. He joked, "Don't tell me it's the work of Substitute Scholar Fang Daniu again?"
"It's his. I've just compiled 'Fox Rhymes'. I haven't finished it yet, so I'll put it on the record first to prevent it from being stolen." Fang Yun smiled and handed the paper to Registrar Zhou.
"Who would dare to steal your Fang Zhenguo's masterpiece now?"
"I have a new nickname?"
Registrar Zhou smiled and said, "Of course. Two Zhenguo in less than a month. If it's not Fang Zhenguo, then what is it? Heaven and Earth, Rain and Wind, Continent and Sky … "
Registrar Zhou couldn't help but read 'Fox Rhymes'.
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