Captain Lu took a look at the invitation in his hand, his heart burning with excitement. He loudly pushed aside the people at the entrance of the Academy of Literature, wishing he could grow wings and fly to Fang Yun's house.
"Captain Lu, long time no see!" An enthusiastic voice sounded. Captain Lu took a closer look and found that it was Fang Li, the father of the child prodigy Fang Zhongyong.
"It's Brother Fang. I have something urgent to deal with, so I can't keep you company. Sorry!" Captain Lu left in a hurry, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth that no one saw.
Fang Li froze in place. He thought he would soon be the "father of the case". He had known Captain Lu before and wanted to take the opportunity to show off his connections in front of his relatives and friends. However, the other party did not stop at all and did not give him any face at all.
The relatives and friends nearby immediately started cursing.
"How dare a police chief be so rude? Wait until Zhongyong becomes the first in the case and see what he says!"
"He is just a scholar, but Zhongyong has the talent of the top scholar!"
Fang Li valued his reputation the most, but he couldn't get angry when the results were about to be announced, so he said, "Don't pay attention to him. When Zhongyong rises to prominence, this kind of villain will bow his head! When the results are announced, guess Zhongyong's rank."
"Of course it has to be the first one in the case!"
"You are too modest. Who among the students in the whole county can compare with Zhongyong?"
"Please move aside, people in front, so this year's case can come in first!"
The people in front made way for him one after another. Fang Li walked calmly with a smile on his face, and Fang Zhongyong followed behind him.
Before Fang Li and others even reached the golden list, the area around it was in an uproar.
"What? Double-armored? Double-armored student? Saint, please have mercy on us. Our Jing country also has a double-armored student. This is unprecedented!"
"I never thought that the guy named Fang would be the top scorer in the double-A case!" Someone who knew Fang Yun opened his mouth in surprise.
When Fang Li heard this, he couldn't stop smiling. Since it was Fang, there was no doubt about it, and it was a double-Jia. This was a great event that brought honor to the family. It was enough to erect a memorial archway for him so that future generations could admire him.
Fang Zhongyong, who was following his father closely, had a flash of panic in his eyes. He did not deny that he was a child prodigy, nor did he deny that he was confident of getting an A in poetry. But he absolutely did not believe that he could get an A in "Ask the Sage for Advice" because he did not know the answers to several questions and wrote down random answers.
Fang Zhongyong hurriedly looked up at the list not far away, and when he took a closer look, he saw that Fang Yun was at the top of the list.
Fang Li was about to praise his son when he noticed that Fang Zhongyong's expression was not right. He immediately squinted and took a few steps to look at the list.
Fang Yun, A, A.
Fang Zhongyong, B middle, B bottom.
The case that was in hand flew away!
Fang Li was furious and shouted, "There must be something wrong with this ranking! How could my son not be the top candidate? I'm going to the capital to file a complaint! How could anyone get the top spot? I don't believe it!"
The yamen runner in front of the gold list sneered and said, "Go ahead and complain. Everyone knows that the gold list must pass the eyes of the semi-saint examiners. If there is a problem, it would have been exposed long ago without waiting for the announcement of the results. Why would you need to complain?"
Fang’s relatives and friends all looked bewildered.
"Fang Zhongyong is a child prodigy, why can't he be the first in the case?"
"Who is that Fang Yun? He sounds familiar."
"It's Fang Yun, the one who had Xi Shi, the child bride of Jiangzhou. I went to the funeral of his parents, and I never expected that he would be the first in the case." The person who spoke calmly took a step to the side, away from Fang Li, and then looked around, trying to find Fang Yun to report the good news.
Fang Yun is not here.
The sun was setting in the west, shining on the carriage in front of Fang Yun's house, leaving a long shadow.
The four servants of the Liu family who had been to Fang Yun's house were also there, and before them stood a handsome scholar in white.
Fang Yun protected Yang Yuhuan behind him, looked at Liu Zicheng calmly, and said, "I wonder why Brother Liu suddenly visited me."
Liu Zicheng glanced at Yang Yuhuan, gave a smile that he thought was polite, flicked his fan, opened it, and fanned it gently.
"Fang Yun, I heard that you were injured, so I rushed here and brought the best medicine in Jiangzhou. How did you do in the examination for the Tongsheng degree? You took the examination with injuries all over your body, so you must have done very poorly, right? It's okay, you can take it again next year." Liu Zicheng said with a smile.
Yang Yuhuan sneered, "Put away your hypocritical face, I have seen through you! This is in front of our house, get out of the way immediately, I want to go and see the results with Xiaoyun!"
Liu Zicheng's smile froze on his face, and he said with a fake smile: "It doesn't matter whether I go or not. Fang Yun won't pass the exam to become a student anyway. Yuhuan, I love you with all my heart. If you continue to be so willful, and my concubines get jealous when I marry you, how can I help you?"
Without waiting for Fang Yun to speak, Yang Yuhuan stepped forward, took Fang Yun's arm, looked up and said, "I will marry into the Fang family soon. Xiao Yun is already my husband, and you will never be able to marry me!"
Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan in surprise. He had long realized that although Yang Yuhuan accepted her fate, she only had a sister-brother relationship with him and had never called him husband or anything like that. But today she actually acknowledged it in public and there was a hint that the two of them had already consummated their marriage.
Fang Yun saw a faint blush on Yang Yuhuan's face, and he didn't know whether it was due to the sun or shyness.
Liu Zicheng's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he suppressed his anger and said, "I know you just want to piss me off, but you succeeded! Fang Yun, if you still insist on not changing your ways and keep things that don't belong to you, you will be in trouble again within three days! This time, you won't have any luck!"
Fang Yun said: "Do you admit that the four people behind you wanted to kill me last night?"
Liu Zicheng sneered, "Your tricks are useless to me. I never said I wanted to kill you. I, Liu Zicheng, am a scholar. Even if I cripple you, I will just pay you money. Fang Yun, I will give you one last chance. Do you agree or not?"
Fang Yun said firmly: "Sister Yuhuan is my wife, no one can take her away! If you dare to make trouble again, I will file a complaint to the government office! Also, when you crippled me before, you only needed compensation to close the case, but now I am a student, if you cripple me, it will be enough to deprive you of your fame and position!"
"You? Tongsheng? Hahaha, did I hear it right? Did you hear it?" Liu Zicheng asked the servants behind him with a big laugh.
"I heard that a poor guy said he was a Tongsheng!" someone said.
Fang Yun said calmly, "I was able to pass the exam to become a Tongsheng, thanks to Brother Liu. If you hadn't lent me those semi-saint books, I probably wouldn't have been able to pass. If I pass the exam to become a Xiucai in the future, I will definitely repay Brother Liu for his kindness!"
The last four words are heavily pronounced.
Liu Zicheng stared at Fang Yun seriously, took a step forward, and asked aggressively: "I already knew it on the way. At this time, the Jixian Academy of Literature has not yet announced the results. How do you know that you can pass the exam? Do you think you can fool me with just a few words?"
"If you don't believe me, you can just come with me to the gate of the Academy of Literature and take a look. By the way, I am also a former student of the Saint Academy." Fang Yun said with a smile.
Liu Zicheng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Pre-Saint Student? Do you, Fang Yun, think I'm a three-year-old kid? How could I not know your abilities? You can't even recite the Thirteen Classics. Even the famous essays of the three semi-saint examiners were provided by me. And your half-baked poetry level is not good enough for a middle-level student. And you still dare to say that you are a Pre-Saint Student? It's really laughable! Fang Yun! Stop talking nonsense. My patience is exhausted! If you don't agree today, I will take two legs from you before I leave, so that you will know that I, Liu Zicheng, always keep my word!"
Yang Yuhuan hurriedly said, "Liu Zicheng, don't go too far. My husband is now a student of the Holy Emperor and has a literary title. If you dare to hurt him, I will go to the county government to complain!"
Fang Yun didn't expect Liu Zicheng to be so bold and hated him secretly. If it weren't for Zuo Sheng, who was his relative, Liu Zicheng would never dare to do this.
Fang Yun immediately provoked him, "Liu Zicheng, if you are a real man, come with me to the county academy and take a look at the list of successful candidates. What, are you scared? Haven't you always looked down on me? Don't you even have the courage to go to the academy?"
Liu Zicheng smiled contemptuously and was about to agree when a servant behind him suddenly whispered in his ear, "Second Young Master, he really seems to be a student before the Holy Emperor."
"What do you mean?" Liu Zicheng asked hurriedly.
"I clearly remember that he had an obvious scar on his forehead yesterday. They all saw it, but now that scar is gone. Even if there is a magic pill, it can't do it. Only the initiation of energy can make such a big scar disappear overnight."
Liu Zicheng was shocked and quickly turned around to look at the other servants.
"I remember."
"Yes, the cut was very deep."
There were fear in the eyes of several servants. If Fang Yun was really the Saint Student, they would most likely be in trouble.
Liu Zicheng looked at Fang Yun again and realized that Fang Yun seemed different today than usual. He was calm and composed, his eyes were steady, and his temperament had changed greatly, as if he had suddenly aged several years.
Liu Zicheng looked at Yang Yuhuan, who made no secret of her contempt for him.
Liu Zicheng's eyes flickered, and he remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, he grinned and said, "The Academy hasn't announced the results yet, and you haven't made a formal visit to the Saint. You don't have the student's uniform and sword, so it must be fake! You are just a commoner now, and I am a scholar. If I cripple you, I will only lose money!"
Fang Yun didn't expect Liu Zicheng to be so decisive.
"You go and stop him!" Liu Zicheng said, then ran onto the carriage and took out pen, ink and paper.
Fang Yun secretly thought that this was not good. Liu Zicheng was afraid of danger if he got too close, so he wanted to attack him with "paper talk".
"Sister Yuhuan, step back!" Fang Yun said as he rushed towards Liu Zicheng. He must not let him use his empty talk, otherwise he would be at his mercy.
However, the four experienced servants immediately pounced on Fang Yun, and instead of hitting him, they hugged his waist, locked his arms, or grabbed his legs, and trapped Fang Yun in the blink of an eye.
Fang Yunde had the talent to wash his body. As long as he nursed it for a few months, he would be stronger than these four tall and strong servants. However, his body was not fully recovered yet, so he was no match for these four people.
Yang Yuhuan took a step forward to help Fang Yun, but realized that she didn't have enough strength, so she immediately ran towards Liu Zicheng to stop him from writing.
A servant immediately let go of Fang Yun and reached out to stop Yang Yuhuan.
Liu Zicheng spread the rice paper on the carriage, inserted the brush directly into the ink bottle, picked up the wolf-hair brush filled with thick ink, and wrote on the paper. Talent surged around him, and a breeze blew up his robe.
While writing in extremely fast cursive, Liu Zicheng recited the ancient war song that Jing Ke composed before he assassinated the King of Qin.
His talent was integrated into the ink through the brush, forming words, which produced a strange resonance with the words. The vitality of the world was attracted by his talented words.
As the wind blew, a human-shaped black mist gradually appeared beside Liu Zicheng. The human-shaped black mist had an unclear face and held a dagger in his hand. The dagger was also black mist, but it exuded a chill that turned this place into a cold winter.
Fang Yun felt desperate that the other party actually used this famous war poem.
"The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold. Once the warrior leaves, he will never… "