Although Fang Yun only brought a short two to three hundred words, Registrar Zhou read it three times before he stopped. The more he read, the sadder he became.
Fang Yun was puzzled. He knew that this 《Pair Rhymes》 had a huge impact on the world, especially in this era where war poems were being developed. But why did Registrar Zhou suddenly become sad?
Registrar Zhou sighed, "If I could have obtained this book, my poems wouldn't have been hard to reach! I thought it was a lifetime of poetry. Only today did I know that my teacher was not Fang Zhenguo! Thirty years ago, why didn't you let me learn this 《Pair Rhymes》! Why! "
Registrar Zhou almost beat his chest and stamped his feet. He almost burst into tears.
Fang Yun could only persuade him, "Actually, Registrar Zhou, it's not too late to study poetry now."
Registrar Zhou said, "It's too late! Our hearts are covered in dust and our courage is dim. Even if we learn this 《Pair Rhymes》, we won't be able to write poetry. We've already passed our best time. We only have two paths now. Continue to walk the path of 'benevolence', 'righteousness', and 'courage'. There will be a day when we accumulate enough knowledge and rise in the ranks. Or we can fight for fame and fortune for our future generations. We hope that our future generations can go further on the path of literature. "
"You choose to accumulate enough knowledge?" Fang Yun asked.
"I choose the latter. More than eighty percent of people will choose the latter. The reason why the Minister of the Left had such great power was not only because he was proficient in the art of lobbying, but also because he had studied the Spring and Autumn of the Lu Family under Lu Buwei. Most importantly, too many officials had chosen the latter. The reason why I called your 《A Dream of Golden Millet》 Profound Words is because it was written at the right time. "
Fang Yun nodded.
"Fang Yun, you have a bright future ahead of you. Don't learn from me. Right, why is it named 《Pair Rhymes of Foxes》? "
Fang Yun smiled and told Registrar Zhou about Nunu's performance in class.
"Other than the students and teachers of Class A, is there no one else who knows about this 《Pair Rhymes of Foxes》?"
"Other than the people in the school, only Da Niu and I know about it," Fang Yun replied.
"I will send this article to the Lord and ask him to send people from the Punishment Hall to find everyone who knows about this' Fox Rhymes'. No matter if it's an adult or a child, you must not leak it before you finish writing the book."
"Punishment Hall? Did I hear wrong? Is there a need for that? "Fang Yun was extremely shocked.
The Ministry of Justice and the Judicial Division were the government agencies of the various nations, but the Disciplinary Hall was different. It was the highest law enforcement agency of the Notre-Dame. Only High Scholars with literary courage could join it. Furthermore, everyone had to swear an oath in front of the statues of the Saints that they existed to protect the best interests of the human race. Even the Holy Clans could only influence but not control the Disciplinary Hall.
As long as the Punishment Hall made a move, it would be a major event that would alarm the Ten Nations. They would usually arrest the culprits who had betrayed humanity in an extremely ruthless manner.
"We have to use the Punishment Hall. I can't see the value of the Three Character Classic, but the value of the Fox Pair Rhymes is obvious. The Fox Pair Rhymes is a brand new method of enlightenment. In terms of literary talent, it may be barely above average, but in terms of importance, it is above the national poetry. You must not rush to write it. You must be serious. Even if you finish it in a year, we can still afford to wait. I'm afraid this is your chance to become a great scholar. That Yi Zhishi was able to become a great scholar in his thirties because he wrote the 'Selected Works of Zhishi'. It is said that when the original manuscript is thrown out, the ground will sink by three feet. Although it is only a chance and not a guarantee that you will become a great scholar, it is ten thousand times better than us who don't even have a chance. Remember, you must not rush to write the book. "
Fang Yun originally wanted to finish it as soon as possible, but after hearing Registrar Zhou's words, he had no choice but to say, "I will finish it next month at the earliest. It won't be as fast as writing the Three Character Classic."
"Next month? Although it is a little rushed, it won't be too fast. You already have a draft in mind, right? "
Fang Yun was calm as usual and said, "Of course. I was young and slow-witted. I always wanted to find a shortcut to learning poetry, so I slowly summarized these rhyme pairs. Later on, I came up with those poems, but only recently did I have the idea of writing a book. When I was young, I often thought about rhyme pairs by the riverside and was misunderstood as being in a daze. Now that I think about it, those grievances were nothing. "
Fang Yun was sweating in his heart. Fortunately, the Fang Yun of the past was a little foolish and often went to the riverside in a daze to dispel the depression in his heart.
"Extraordinary people are bound to have extraordinary signs. You are the one who has endured hardships and tasted gall! Those children who laughed at you are probably regretting it now. When you soar, you can write 'Enlightenment by the Riverside' in your autobiography as a warning to the future generations. "
Fang Yun secretly thought that this boast was getting bigger and bigger. It was actually 'Enlightenment by the Riverside'.
"Sir, you are overpraising me. What else do I have to do?" Fang Yun asked.
"Sign your name on this manuscript and put your thumbprint on it. You can leave. I will give this manuscript to the Dean. A manuscript of this level must be kept by him personally and can't be seen by other officials. I will send you out and then go find the Dean and ask him to send people from the Punishment Hall to seal it. "
The two of them walked out together. Fang Yun asked, "Does Grand Secretary Li also hold a position in the Notre-Dame?"
"Of course. He is from the 'War Hall' and the East Sea Vice-Chancellor of the Siren Courtyard. He is in charge of the daily affairs of the East Sea Dragon Palace. His position and real power in the Notre-Dame are higher than that of the Left Minister. If the Left Minister comes to Jiangzhou and encounters a sea demon invasion, then the Duke of Jianmei can command him. So no matter how much the Duke of Jianmei scolds the Left Minister, the Left Minister can only endure it unless he becomes a great scholar. "
"No wonder." Fang Yun dao.
"I hope you can become the next Duke of Jianmei and not a national disaster. The Dean is about to return. I have to deal with this' Fox Rhyme '. "Registrar Zhou cupped his hands.
"Goodbye." Fang Yun cupped his hands and walked out.
Fang Yun looked at the bustling passersby in front of the Wenyuan Street. He walked slowly on the cobblestone road and let Fang Daniu drive the carriage behind him.
The Wenyuan Street under the sunset had a different scenery.
Most of the people here were scholars. Some were alone, some had families, and some were in groups of three or five. Most of them had relaxed smiles on their faces.
Some came to the bookstore to buy 'Holy Road' and 'Wen Pao', some came to buy the four treasures of the study, some came to buy books, and some just came to stroll around and feel the atmosphere here.
The sounds of bargaining, yelling, whispering, and talking filled the ancient street with all kinds of voices.
"The smell of ink accompanied by the sound of books, and the bustling street is also extraordinary. What represents this world is not those high officials and nobles, nor is it the Great Clans. Instead, it is the Academies of Learning, the Academies of Learning, and these people. "
Fang Yun smiled faintly and smoothly walked out of the Wenyuan Street. He looked back at the setting sun and stepped into the carriage.
After Fang Yun returned home, he discussed the matter of buying a new house with Yang Yuhuan, Fang Daniu, and Grandma Jiang.
Shopkeeper Tang paid 10,000 taels of silver in one go, which was a huge sum of money. Even though the housing prices in the Dayuan Prefecture were much higher than in the Ji County, 10,000 taels of silver was enough to buy a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits in an ordinary district.
Fang Yun didn't want to buy a big house. He was satisfied with his own study and small courtyard. However, he wanted to let Yang Yuhuan live and eat better. His rising status didn't allow him to live in a simple house.
Fang Yun asked Yang Yuhuan to find Madam Fang tomorrow. With Madam Fang, who was born and raised in the Dayuan Mansion, there wouldn't be any problem in choosing a house.
After the meal, Fang Yun continued to study and practice his calligraphy. He didn't slack off at all. He would even think when he was resting.
"If martial artists need to practice martial arts, spar, and fight to the death in order to become stronger, then we scholars need to constantly read books, write scriptures, and write poems. That is practicing martial arts, participating in poetry competitions is practicing martial arts, and using battle poems is fighting to the death. Different goals, different paths, but the same effort! The same harvest!
"Hard work might not be successful, but there will definitely be gains! If you don't work hard, you will have nothing!
"Intelligence, talent, and wondrous books are not the reason for success, but the reason for hard work!
"Those who have talent and work hard are the brains of the human race.
"And those who have nothing but work hard are the backbone of the human race!
"Choosing the right direction and working hard forward is the reason for success!"
As Fang Yun continued to study and comprehend, his conviction became firmer and his literary palace became firmer. His talent grew faster than those muddle-headed scholars.
Fang Yun didn't sleep until four o 'clock in the morning.
At six o 'clock, Fang Yun woke up on time. After breakfast, he first taught Yang Yuhuan how to read, and then read and studied with the company of Nunu.
Fang Yun's residence was very quiet, but the Yan residence dozens of streets away was different.
Early in the morning, the gatekeeper of the Yan residence walked to the gate in a daze as usual. Before he even got close, he was almost knocked out by the stench.
The gatekeeper took a closer look. A large amount of filth and feces flowed into the courtyard from the crack of the gate. Dead rats, rotten meat, and all kinds of filth were everywhere near the courtyard wall.
The gatekeeper covered his nose and ran back, shouting at the same time, "Master! Madam! Not good! Something big happened! "
Not long after, everyone in the Yan residence got up and hurriedly cleaned up the stains in front of the door. When they opened the door, they saw that there was no one standing outside. The wall was smeared with disgusting things.
"Who did this! Don't let me find out! Otherwise, I'll cut you into pieces! "Master Yan's angry roar echoed in the air.
Just after six o 'clock, the relatives of the Yan residence gathered together with Old Madam Yan. Just like yesterday, they wore mourning clothes and walked towards the Fang clan school.
When they walked to a secluded place, more than ten masked men rushed out. Each of them had a sack and covered all the Yan family members. After a round of punches and kicks, they quickly left. Before they left, they didn't forget to rob the Yan family members of their money.
At seven o 'clock, Dianshi Yan leisurely walked to the government office with a small, warm Yixing clay teapot. He was just an ordinary scholar. Relying on his cousin's main family, which was a prominent family, he was lucky enough to become a ninth-rank Dianshi with real power. His life was very comfortable.
When he entered the government office, the janitor saw him and greeted him as usual. He smiled and nodded, enjoying the compliments.
After a few steps, he saw the constable of the prefectural city. Dianshi Yan smiled and said, "Old Pan, you're in good spirits today?"
Constable Pan acted as if he had seen the plague. He turned and walked away, pretending not to see Dianshi Yan.
Dianshi Yan was puzzled. He looked at Ambassador Liu, who he had a good relationship with. He smiled and said, "Did something happen today?"
Ambassador Liu hesitated for a moment and said, "You should quickly cut ties with the Yan family. Last night, Old Man's people scolded the prefectural governor. The prefectural governor just finished scolding the Yan family this morning."
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