Fang Yun thought about it, and suddenly recited "Dream Battle in Wind and Rain" in one breath with his top-grade literary mind "Glib Tongue", summoned ten Cold Iron Knights, and then looked at Zhang Jing'an.
Zhang Jing'an showed envy in his eyes, and then there was no sign of abnormality.
Fang Yun said: "What war poem did I use just now?"
Zhang Jing'an curled his lips and said, "This won't be a problem for me. This is the famous Hanlin war poem "Ta Lianying". I can recite it by heart."
"Oh? How was my speaking speed just now?" Fang Yun asked.
Zhang Jing'an looked at Fang Yun in confusion and said, "It's just like a normal Hanlin reciting a war poem, not fast or slow, just about the same. Please don't treat me as an ignorant child, okay? I am the heir of the Pearl River Army after all!"
Fang Yun was more relieved. It seemed that Yi Zhuan would not only conceal the appearance, but even create an illusion. He clearly used Fengyu Mengzhan, but what outsiders heard and saw was Ta Lianying. He clearly used Wenxin, but in the perception of others, his speaking speed was very ordinary.
Fang Yun nodded secretly. It seemed that what Old Man Shushan said was right. This illusion was very clever. At least it required a sub-saint of the human race or a great saint of the demon race to see through it.
"Enter the secret room!"
At Fang Yun's command, the Cold Iron Knight dismounted, lifted the floor, and walked down the stairs.
Fang Yun deduced in his mind that Jingzhou was the capital of the State of Chu, and the holy temple was in the center of the city. No one would come to a noble family to steal or rob, so even if the Gou family had a secret room, it would only have some ordinary mechanisms.
As expected, as soon as the Cold Iron Knights got down the stairs, they began to be attacked by a large number of arrows and spears. However, this level of attack was like a tickle to them. Then, there were sounds of bells and gongs everywhere in the Gou family, as if they were triggered by a mechanism.
Fang Yun said: "Jing'an, you stand at the door, I will go down by myself."
"Okay, remember to give me some of the benefits when the time comes!" said Zhang Jing'an.
Fang Yun quickly entered the stairs. The road ahead had already been trodden by the Frost Iron Knight. He first released the power of the Third Realm of the Literary Gallant, and then quickly stepped forward.
Going down the stairs, there is a secret room about three meters long and wide, and about ten meters high.
There are four rows of shelves in the secret room, with some precious things placed on them. There are also many boxes on both sides, which should be ordinary gold, silver and jewelry.
Fang Yun smiled slightly and took out the swallowing seashell. The seashell opened its mouth and released a white light, just like silver sand spread in the secret room. Then, the secret room, including the boxes and shelves, were all taken away, leaving nothing behind.
Fang Yun took out a Demon King Blood Ink Ingot as a reward to Yan Gui, then used his spiritual power to count the new trophies in the seashells as he walked.
There is one literary treasure of the Grand Secretary, two literary treasures of the Hanlin Academy, four literary treasures of the Jinshi degree, ten literary treasures of the Juren degree, and various gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings worth over 100 million taels of silver.
In addition, there is also a rare and magical object that is only produced in the literary world of Confucius, the Talent Jade.
It is said that the Talent Jade is a divine jade formed after the death of Confucius and the entry of talent into the literary world of Confucius.
People from Shengyuan Continent wear this jade to nourish their minds and calm their spirits, but the overall effect is not great. It is a collection item, and most scholars do not admire it. However, for people in the literary world, this talent jade is the most precious divine object.
Whether it is the literary world of other saints or the literary world of Confucius, as long as they wear the talent jade, their wisdom will gradually improve. If a person's intelligence is mediocre and can only pass the imperial examination, then as long as they wear the talent jade, after many years, they will definitely become a Hanlin, and even have the opportunity to become a university scholar!
This piece of jade of talent is more valuable than the entire marquis family.
In the world of Confucius, the Talent Jade is a treasure. It is more important than the literary treasures of great Confucian scholars. However, this Talent Jade is still a rough jade, without any carving, and is kept here and not used by the Gou family. Fang Yun guessed that there was something wrong with its origin, and it would be used only after the limelight had passed.
"That stinky boy Jing An is so cheap!" Fang Yun smiled. This thing is of no use to him.
After all, the Gou family is only a marquisate family. Apart from this jade of talent, the other treasures are not of interest to Fang Yun. However, Fang Yun is very concerned about the flag of the Qishan Army of the Gou family.
In the literary world of Confucius, the ancient feudal system still existed. As long as the Zhou emperor was still in power, no one dared to declare himself emperor.
The families of the dukes and marquises would hold a flag of the army, which was not only the flag of the army, but also the flag of the family. This flag was the soul of the entire army, and was usually treasured in the houses of various capitals of various countries. It would only be used when a full-scale war was launched.
In the Confucian literary world, the family flag has extremely important symbolic significance, and it is a great shame and humiliation for the flag to be confiscated by the enemy.
"After searching everywhere for a long time, I finally found it. Although it is not the flag of the Pearl River Army, it is not bad either. I will bring it back to Zhang's house together with the flag of the Pearl River Army!"
As Fang Yun spoke, he took out the Qishan Army flag from the Swallowing Sea Shell and carried it up the stairs.
The huge flag of the Qishan Army was rolled up in layers on a flagpole that was about ten feet long and slowly rose from the entrance of the secret room.
At this moment, there were many people standing in the library. Like Zhang Jing'an, they stared in amazement as Fang Yun walked out carrying the dark red flag of the Qishan Army.
Zhang Jing'an rubbed his eyes desperately, took a closer look, and thought to himself, yes, it was the flag of the Qishan Army. It was such a coincidence that he did not find the flag of the Pearl River Army, but found the flag of the Gou family first.
Fang Yun glanced at the people who rushed into the library. There were two Hanlin scholars, several Jinshi scholars and Juren scholars, all of whom had hostile expressions.
Fang Yun smiled heartily, revealing his white teeth, and said, "I wanted to flip through a book, but I accidentally fell into a large hole in the ground. I found a big flag inside, but it was a pity that the flag was not unfolded. I don't know whose it was, but it might be the flag of our Pearl River Army, so I just carried it up."
Gou Han was so angry that he was shaking all over. He finally burst out after enduring for a long time: "This is the flag of our Qishan Army! Why did you break into our Gou family's secret room? If anything inside is lost, you will be required to pay ten times the compensation!"
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to go find the Pearl River Army's flag." Fang Yun said as he was about to leave.
"Stop! What do you think my Gou family is? Uncles, please help stop them. I'm going to take a look in the secret room." Gou Han said as he rushed into the secret room.
The two Hanlin scholars walked up to Fang Yun, one on the left and one on the right, and raised their heads proudly.
"Zhang Nizhong, I haven't seen you for many years. You have become much braver! You left a scar on my body back then. How have you been these ten years?" A tall and fierce Hanlin on the left said, taking out a literary pen, and words flew out of his mouth, ready to fight at any time.
"Brother Zhang, although you and I were not good friends back then, we were casual acquaintances. As time goes by, the Zhang family today is no longer the Zhang family of the past. The Confucian literary world today is no longer the Confucian literary world of the past. Please think twice, Brother Zhang!" said a gentle and refined middle-aged Hanlin on the right, with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of fighting.
"I've been in jail for ten years and I forgot about you two. Please make way!" Fang Yun was about to walk forward with an expressionless face.
The refined Hanlin smiled and said, "It seems that Brother Zhang is still angry. You may not know a nameless person like me, Xiang Lan, but you should know Chai Song, one of the Eight Young Talents."
Chai Song sneered: "He didn't forget you and me, he just didn't want to recall the past!"
At this moment, a crazy roar was heard in the secret room.
"Zhang Longxiang! Return the Gou family's treasure to me!"
.(To be continued.)