The autumn sun is bright in Jingzhou City.
On the second day after arriving at Confucius Literary World, Fang Yun did not act rashly, but simply ordered his men to rebuild Zhang's mansion.
The King of Chu has not yet sent the official seal of the Marquis of Zhujiang, and those who have close ties with the Zhang family cannot contact Fang Yun, so they can only send people to help the Zhang family rebuild. The Ministry of Works sent a scholar from the Gong family to help the Zhang family recover at a very fast speed.
Zhang Jing'an also found the four most loyal families back then. After seeing Fang Yun, the four families burst into tears and were willing to enter the Zhang Mansion again and serve him.
After a day's hard work, the Zhang Mansion can now be considered a residence rather than a ruin. However, it will take some time to restore the former glory of the Zhujiang Marquis Mansion.
Without the official seal of the Zhujiang Marquisate, Fang Yun still had the official seal of Prince Ji. He discovered that his official seal could actually connect to the holy temple of Confucius in the literary world, but he could not mobilize the talents of the holy temple.
Through the holy temple of Confucius' literary world, Fang Yun entered the literary list and the theoretical list, and was shocked to find that in addition to the literary list and the theoretical list of Shengyuan Continent, he could also enter the literary list and the theoretical list of Confucius' literary world.
However, Fang Yun is more concerned about the developments in Shengyuan Continent.
The discussion board of Shengyuan Continent was the same as usual. Fang Yun soon discovered that there were discussions about his articles. It turned out that the memorial ceremony for the successful candidates had ended, but he was the only one who did not return. This sparked heated discussions, and many scholars speculated about his whereabouts.
Most people believe that Fang Yun is practicing in seclusion and preparing to become a Grand Secretary.
According to the convention, people would practice in seclusion before and after being promoted to a higher position, and then go out to hone their skills. ← Baidu search →
Fang Yun tried it, and found that he could only use his spiritual power to read the contents of the literature list and discussion list, and could not send out any effective information.
Afterwards, Fang Yun began to look through the discussion lists of Confucius' literary circles.
As expected, when Fang Yun saw the news that his literary battle with Gou Zhi topped the list, readers from all over the country were talking about it.
The battle between the two Hanlin scholars should not have caused such a big disturbance, but the suspected traitor who caused a stir in the city ten years ago killed a top Hanlin scholar with one sword, which was bound to cause an uproar.
Fang Yun quickly browsed and found that except for a few people who suspected that he cheated, most people guessed that Zhang Longxiang had gone through ten years of hard work and had made great progress in his training. He was qualified to compete for the Eight Talents of the Literary World, and even qualified to compete for the next generation of Confucius' Four Talents of the Literary World.
Seeing the selection of the four great talents, Fang Yun smiled, because there was a problem with the selection of the four great talents in Shengyuan Continent. Some people believed that Lei Chongmo was not only qualified to be among the four great talents, but also could be the leader of the four great talents, but some people opposed it and believed that Lei Chongmo was not worthy of being among the four great talents.
The dispute between the two sides has caused the selection of the four great talents of Shengyuan Continent to be delayed, and it is unknown when it will be officially completed.
The day passed peacefully. On the morning of the third day, at dawn, a small figure appeared in the courtyard of Zhang's house.
The man tiptoed towards the front door, opened the bolt noiselessly with practiced and deft movements, then quietly opened the door and was about to leave.
Suddenly, a voice sounded.
"The lights are on at midnight, and the rooster crows at dawn. It is the time for men to study. If you do not study hard when you are young, you will regret it when you are old. Jing'an, you get up early, and your father is very pleased."
Zhang Jing'an trembled, his whole body stiffened, cold sweat broke out, and he slowly turned his head to look behind him.
In the deep blue morning light, Fang Yun was holding a book and reading it word by word.
Fang Yun slowly raised his head and looked at Zhang Jingan.
Zhang Jing'an's body trembled again. He seemed to see the morning light in the courtyard fade away. Only Fang Yun's gaze was left, covering the world.
“Zhang… you… I…” Zhang Jing’an felt very disappointed. He didn’t expect that even though he was so well prepared, the other party still appeared behind him silently.
"Close the door, it's windy outside." Fang Yun had a fatherly smile on his face, but Zhang Jing'an felt that smile was cold as bone.
"Yes." Zhang Jing'an was struggling internally, but his body obeyed Fang Yun's orders obediently. Close the door.
Fang Yun held the book in his hand, put it behind his back, and looked up at the slightly incomplete moon in the sky.
"What books did you read during your one year of elementary school?"
Zhang Jing'an answered honestly: "Thousand Character Classic, Hundred Family Names, and Poetry Collection."
"Do you remember everything?" Fang Yun asked.
"I can't remember it all." Zhang Jing'an said.
"Well, then, start today and go to the elementary school to study again. If I'm not mistaken, the books taught in the elementary school should have increased a little. I vaguely heard that there are books such as "Three Character Classic", "Youxue Qionglin" and "Fox Rhymes". "
Zhang Jing'an lowered his head and said nothing.
"Did you hear what your father said?" Fang Yun's voice was particularly cold.
"heard it."
"Then why don't you answer!" Fang Yun suddenly raised his voice, and his voice carried the anger and violent vitality of a Hanlin, exploding in Zhang Jing'an's ears.
Zhang Jing'an was so frightened that his body trembled again, but he still lowered his head and gritted his teeth.
Fang Yun's expression eased, and he said, "The reason you don't study is because you don't want to study at all, or is it because of what happened back then?"
Zhang Jing'an nodded, then shook his head and said, "I really want to study, but affected by what happened back then, and because I haven't studied in recent years, I know very well that I can't continue studying. Mr. Zhang, please let me go. I really can't concentrate on studying."
"Oh? Have you tried it?"
Zhang Jing'an's face showed shame, and he whispered, "I have tried. I have tried every year in the past two years, but it never works. I can't calm down and study. I often dream about being in school. Although I occasionally dream about those little bastards who scold me, I also dream about good times."
"The reason you have these dreams is because you have regrets in your heart. Don't you want to make up for it?" Fang Yun asked.
Zhang Jing'an suddenly smiled coldly and said, "What can I do to make up for it? Even the Spring and Autumn Annals can't make me go back to the past and start over. Even if I start over, what's the use? Do I have a stable Zhujiang Marquisate? Do I have a famous teacher? Do I have a father who will protect me? Can I face the ridicule and isolation of all my classmates? Can I bear the unreasonable beating from the teacher? I..."
At the end of his speech, Zhang Jing'an burst into tears, sobbed softly, and could no longer speak.
Fang Yun remained silent.
After a long time, Zhang Jing'an wiped his tears and said, "Do you think I don't want to study in a safe and stable environment? I don't have a safe and stable environment! You had everything back then, but what about me? You don't have to pretend to admit your mistakes and take responsibility, nor do you have to pretend to sympathize with me. I don't need it! Things have come to this point, and nothing can be changed!"
"You are not wrong." Fang Yun said.
"I'm not wrong, it's you who's wrong! You gave birth to a child but didn't raise him! You raised him but didn't teach him!" Zhang Jing'an roared in a suppressed voice.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "You haven't read much, but you are very eloquent. Who taught you these words?"
"The experience of the past ten years!" Zhang Jing'an replied.
Fang Yun nodded slightly and said, "Yes, now it seems that these ten years have not been completely wasted. You have at least learned something from these ten years. However, this is not enough."
.(To be continued.)