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Mr Xiao hurriedly said, "Can you explain it more clearly?"
Fang Yun had no choice but to pick up his brush and use Lu Yu's painting as an example. He used a very unfamiliar brush to draw the three sides of light, dark, and grey and gave a detailed explanation.
Lu Yu and the other four could not understand, but Mr Xiao stared intently at the painting. At first, his eyes were shining, but then he fell into deep thought. His expression kept changing, but his eyes became dimmer and dimmer. Finally, Mr Xiao's eyes were blank as he stared at the painting in a daze.
Fang Yun was puzzled. Could it be that this painting theory is not applicable in Saint Origin World? That's impossible.
The other five students also looked at Mr Xiao curiously, not knowing why he was in a daze.
Mr Xiao was in a daze for a full fifteen minutes. Suddenly, his face revealed a look of ecstasy and he shouted, "I have achieved enlightenment! Today, I will enter the second level of painting! "
After saying this, he turned around and ran to the lectern, picking up his brush and painting.
Fang Yun and the other five students looked at each other, stood up and walked over to the lectern to watch Mr Xiao paint.
The six of them were silent as they watched Mr Xiao paint.
He first painted the sun, the river and the reeds. Finally, he began to paint a kingfisher.
At first, they did not notice anything, but soon they realized that Mr Xiao's talent was slowly flowing into the painting. The whole painting was emitting a faint white light. Then, they saw the water flowing and heard the sound of the wind. The reeds that were already painted were swaying in the wind.
"He has indeed entered the second level of painting!" Lu Yu whispered.
Li Yuncong immediately glared at him, not allowing him to speak.
The moment Mr. Xiao put away his brush, everyone heard a crisp bird chirp. A translucent kingfisher flew out of the painting, flapping its wings in the air and chirping. Finally, it landed on Mr. Xiao's shoulder and used its sharp beak to comb its feathers.
The kingfisher in the painting was gone.
Mr. Xiao, the stern middle-aged man, grinned and looked at the kingfisher carefully, afraid that it would fly away.
The Kingfisher's figure became fainter and fainter. Soon, it exploded with a soft sound. Then, it turned back into ink and fell on the reeds, returning to the Kingfisher. The flowing water stopped, the sound of the wind disappeared, and the treasure light on the painting disappeared.
Mr. Xiao laughed out loud. He rolled up the painting and put it in his arms. Then, he looked at Fang Yundao and said, "You are indeed a student before the Saint. You are indeed a rare talent! If you focus on learning painting, you'll definitely be able to enter Notre-Dame's Art Club and suppress one of the Four Great Talents, 'Lord of Painting'! "
"Sir, you flatter me," Fang Yundao said.
"Don't be humble. I'll go back today and write an article about the three sides of light, dark, and gray. Then, I'll submit it to the Dean. This article will definitely be included in the 'Holy Dao'! There will definitely be more people in the Ten Nations who will enter the second level of painting. I'll list you as the first author of the article and I'll be the second. As for the holy page and other rewards from the 'Holy Dao', they'll all belong to you! "
Fang Yundao said, "Sir, please don't do this. I'm just expressing my thoughts. I can't be the first author."
"Don't decline! I'm also basking in your glory! This article will take about a day. Three days later, go to the library and I'll give you a war painting. I'm a High Scholar and should be able to draw a demon soldier after entering the second level of painting. Unfortunately, I've just entered the second level of painting and my strokes are not stable yet. I can only give you a demon painting first. Once I consolidate the second level, I'll give you a demon soldier painting! See you in three days! "
Mr. Xiao left quickly.
Fang Yun sighed softly. He really didn't expect that he would get a new article in the 'Holy Dao' after just saying a few words. Besides, he was the first author.
Lu Yu suddenly covered his face and said, "I want to die."
"I want to die too!" Ning Zhiyuan said with a sullen expression.
Li Yuncong praised, "Fang Yun, I only know what an all-rounder is when I see you! You've written poems, prose, and even created your own painting techniques. All of them have been published in the 'Holy Dao'. If you're not conferred as a Saint, the Literary Star must be blind. "
"Please don't insult me!" Fang Yun said half-jokingly.
Du Shudai said seriously, "Fang Yun will definitely not be worse than Yi Zhishi. When Yi Zhishi became a scholar, he was able to cause a stir in the Literary Star. Fang Yun will definitely be able to do the same! "
"Yes, definitely! He might even cause a stir in the Literary Star when he becomes a scholar and become the best in the world! "
"When Yi Zhishi became a scholar, the Literary Star moved. When Fang Yun becomes a scholar, he might be able to cause a stir in both."
"Very likely."
Fang Yun hurriedly said, "I have no grievances with any of you. Don't flatter me."
Lu Yu smiled, "You have another article in the 'Holy Dao'. Shouldn't you express your gratitude? Let's go to the Wangjiang Restaurant. The Yangtze River Boneless Fish there is the most delicious. I've never eaten it before. "
Fang Yun had also heard of the Boneless Fish. He was very happy today, so he said, "Let's go now!"
"Fang Yun is a true gentleman!" Ning Zhiyuan shouted.
The six of them went to the Wangjiang Restaurant and ate a big meal before returning home. They didn't drink today and only chatted while eating. They also mentioned the matter of killing demons a few days ago.
Fang Yun didn't let Fang Daniu follow him. He only brought Tan Yu along and walked home.
It was already six o 'clock in the evening. The sun was setting in the west, and the rosy clouds on the horizon were glowing faintly.
When they reached Minghui Street, their mansion was right in front of them. Fang Yun realized that many people were looking at his door. There were two carriages parked in front of his house, and a few people who looked like servants were surrounding the carriages. There was an old man in luxurious clothes standing at the front steps. Beside the old man was a door plank, and a person was lying on the door plank.
The person was lying on the door plank with his back facing up. There were bloodstains around his buttocks, as though he had been beaten with a plank. His injuries were very serious.
The person wasn't facing Fang Yun, so Fang Yun couldn't see clearly. However, he could vaguely guess a possibility.
Fang Yun walked forward, and the neighbors greeted him. They were especially enthusiastic about Fang Yun.
Fang Yun walked to the door, and the old man looked over with a puzzled expression. The person lying on the door plank turned his head and looked over. It was Zhuang Xing.
Zhuang Xing's face was already pale due to excessive blood loss. Now, his face was even more pale. His eyes flashed with fear, and then he whispered, "Father, he is Fang Yun."
Zhuang-fu immediately lifted his robe and was about to kneel down to Fang Yun. Fang Yun hurriedly reached out to stop him. At the same time, he stared at the old man and said sternly, "If you dare to kneel, I will take it that you are here to harm my reputation!"
Fang Yun was a bit annoyed. In this kind of Confucian society, forcing an old man to kneel down to a young man was not just an ordinary bad reputation.
Zhuang-fu hurriedly stood up and explained, "Please don't misunderstand! I definitely don't have any intention of harming you! I am only bringing this unfilial son of mine to apologize to you! I have already let people beat him forty times with a rod, and I didn't even apply medicine to him! I am now leaving him with you. If you want to beat him or punish him, he will listen to you. But I beg of you to be magnanimous and spare his lowly life. This old man is begging you, I only have this one son. "
Everyone around was astonished. They all knew that Fang Yun's Literary Name was Fang Yun, and that he had great potential in the future. But to force a High Scholar into a lowly life, that was too overbearing. Only a magistrate could do such a thing.
Fang Yun looked carefully at Zhuang Xing's buttocks. His pants were torn and there was blood everywhere. There were even pieces of flesh on his buttocks. If it were a normal person, he would have been beaten to death. But Zhuang Xing was a High Scholar, and would not die. But he would have to rest for at least half a month before he could get out of bed.
Fang Yun knew that the Zhuang family was afraid of Li Wenying. They were afraid that the officials of Jiang prefecture would plot against them. Hence, they came to him to resolve the issue.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Uncle you are too kind. Zhuang Xing was kind enough to help me change the poem. It's a pity that he made a mistake. It's no big deal. Quickly apply medicine to his wounds and send him back. Don't let his wounds fester. Even a High Scholar would not be able to withstand such torment. I shall go in first. You may return. "
Zhuang Xing's father saw that he was in trouble and hurriedly grabbed onto Fang Yun's sleeves and begged, "Young master Fang, please spare our Zhuang Xing. I have already decided that he will resign from the academy and study hard at home for five years. Within these five years, he will not be able to participate in the Capital Examinations. He has also sworn an oath.
"Oh?" Fang Yun looked at Zhuang Xing. He did not expect him to swear an oath on his courage and not take the Grand Scholar examination within five years. This would have a huge impact on a High Scholar's future. Although Zhuang Xing's chances of passing the Grand Scholar examination were not high.
"Whether you want the land or the shop, the Zhuang family will compensate you. I only ask that you let Zhuang Xing live." Zhuang Xing's father begged.
Fang Yundao said, "Uncle, you have misunderstood. This matter has nothing to do with me. He was the one who humiliated me for the sake of the Liu family. I have not blamed him. If you want to blame someone, blame the Liu family. "
When Zhuang Xing's father heard this, he understood. He lowered his head and scolded, "Unfilial son! What are you standing there for? Quickly swear an oath on your courage that you will not help the Liu family in the future! Could it be that you want me to send you off before you die? How old is the Left Prime Minister? How old is Fang Yun? Even an old scholar like me knows that Fang Yun will go further than the Left Prime Minister. Why can't you see it? "
Zhuang Xing wanted to say that it would be at least a few decades later. Many geniuses had fallen along the way. But he did not dare to say it. He thought for a while and gritted his teeth, "I, Zhuang Xing, swear on my courage that I will not help the Liu family in this life! If I violate this oath, my courage will collapse and my literary palace will be destroyed! "
Not far away, the neighbors heard the oath and began to talk.
"If this matter spreads, the Liu family's reputation will be ruined. In the future, whoever wants to rely on the Liu family will have to think twice."
"The Liu family's relatives have all left. The Liu family will be furious."
"If the Left Prime Minister knew about this, his expression would not be good. A High Scholar betraying the Liu family. It is not a big deal, but it is not small either."
"This Fang Yun is so young, but his methods are so powerful."
Fang Yun naturally understood what 'not helping' meant, but he did not care. He cupped his hands and said to Zhuang-fu, "Uncle, you can go back. I will take the initiative to explain this matter to the Court Master. I believe that the Court Master will know that this is a misunderstanding and will not be angry with Brother Zhuang. Brother Zhuang, you have to rest well. Do not do anything stupid again. Next time, I will not be able to save you. "
"Thank you, Fang Shuangjia! Thank you, Chief Planner! "Zhuang-fu thanked him again and again. Then, he carried Zhuang Xing into the carriage and left.
Fang Yun entered the house. Yang Yuhuan and Nunu stood behind the door.
After entering the house, Fang Yun told Yang Yuhuan the ins and outs of the matter. Then, he returned to the house and rewrote Li Wenying's poem, "Early Plum Blossoms". However, he changed the words "last night several blossoms" to "last night one blossoms". Using "one" could reflect "early" better than "number". Fang Yun believed that this word alone could make "Early Plum Blossoms" popular.
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