"Alas, I never thought he was so unbearable. If Fang Yun had argued with Xun Gong and made him vomit blood, it would be understandable for him to hate Fang Yun, but it is unwise to treat Fang Yun like this when he was clearly hurt by someone from the Mengzi family."
"It has always been the case that scholars look down on each other. It seems that Xun Ye is not very useful. It's a pity that Xun Tianling of the Xun family has poor talent, otherwise the Xun family could have made great progress."
Han Shoulu suddenly shook his head slightly, as if he disagreed with what Xun Tianling said. He wanted to say something but didn't say it in the end.
Li Fanming said coldly: "Fortunately, Fang Yun has the protection of the Star Demon Barbarian, so Xun Ye can't do it. If Fang Yun didn't die at the hands of the evil king but died at the hands of Xun Ye, we would really regret it."
A new scholar frowned and said, "Can the evil king really obtain the method of splitting the spirit? The holy blood for splitting the spirit is not difficult to obtain, but it is too difficult to separate the spirit and then reunite it."
Jia Jingan smiled and said, "Let's not talk about anything else. The Book of Changes is one of the six Confucian classics. Everyone must read it. Confucius once wrote the Book of Changes to complete the Book of Changes. It says: Therefore, the Book of Changes has Taiji, which gives birth to Liangyi, Liangyi gives birth to Sixiang, Sixiang gives birth to Bagua, Bagua determines good and bad luck, and good and bad luck give birth to great deeds. As long as you hold this sentence of Confucius's holy text in your hand, you can be distracted. But according to my guess, the evil king used the holy text of another semi-saint. If you think about it carefully, you can also guess it."
Li Fanming snorted and said, "What else could it be? He must be using the Tianchang Divination Method from Lüshi Chunqiu Dale. The original text is 'Taiyi gave birth to Liangyi, Liangyi gave birth to Yin and Yang. Yin and Yang change, one up and one down, and combine to form a chapter. Chaos, separation reunites, combination separates again, this is called Tianchang'. Back then, Saint Lü used this divine thought to transform hundreds of things, understand the various aspects of life, and was canonized. This is the most reliable method of dividing the spirit."
Everyone suddenly realized.
"If it is based on the Tianchang Divine Division Technique, then it makes sense. The wealth he robbed openly and secretly was probably mostly used to exchange for the original manuscript of "Lüshi Chunqiu" for the Tianchang Divine Division Technique. The Meng family is in decline, and the evil king does not want to give the things left by the Meng Saint to the Lu family. He can only plunder the wealth of other wealthy families."
One person suddenly asked, "Did the evil king really transform into a black panther?"
"Why do you say that, Brother Ma?" Li Fanming asked.
Fang Yun looked at this man, Ma Xiong, a famous scholar from the Ma Jun family, who was proficient in mechanical engineering. The Mohist, Lu Ban, Zhuge, Ma, and Zhang Heng families were the five great mechanical engineering families of the time, but the Ma family paid more attention to people's livelihood. The new loom and dragon-bone waterwheel were invented by the semi-saint Ma Jun, and he even improved the Zhuge Crossbow.
Ma Xiong said: "Although my mechanical bull was destroyed by the monsters when escaping, my mechanical bird was always there. When escaping, the mechanical bird saw a black panther heading towards the Youshui River. I was a little surprised at the time. The Holy Ruins must be either monsters, small animals, or fierce beasts. There can't be wild beasts. It must be someone's spiritual beast. I didn't have time to think about it. Now it seems that the black panther must be the Fierce Lord."
Li Fanming's expression changed, and he said, "The Evil Lord has been preparing for this Saint Ruins. Since he is going to Youshui River, there must be good stuff there! Since he is using poison to assassinate Fang Yun, we will go and stop him tomorrow! If we can destroy his clone, he will definitely suffer a serious injury, and it will be impossible for him to be promoted from Hanlin to Grand Secretary in a short time."
"You underestimate the Evil Lord. If his spirit clone could be destroyed so easily, he wouldn't risk everything to sneak into the Holy Ruins. However, we can go and take a look. Even if we can't destroy his spirit clone, it would be a good thing to stop him!" Han Shoulu said.
Everyone looked at each other. No one objected even though they were going to harm someone. They couldn't help but laugh.
Li Fanming smiled and said, "Fang Yun, take good care of your injuries these few days. We will go to Youshui River again tomorrow to see if we can disrupt the evil king's plan."
Fang Yun thought about his condition. If he could get out of bed tomorrow, he would go with them to see a doctor. If not, then forget it.
Hua Yuqing said: "Since the poison has been removed from you, my medical books and medical skills can come in handy. Today I will give you some blood-replenishing and Qi-boosting medicine. I will recover late at night and then use the medical books to treat you and ensure that you can get out of bed as soon as possible."
Fang Yun nodded to express his gratitude.
Afterwards, Hua Yuqing took out the good medicine from the lake shell and gave it to Fang Yun to take. Then he and everyone else went into the cave to rest and recuperate.
In the middle of the night, Hua Yuqing entered the cave where Fang Yun was. He first used the medical book to treat Fang Yun, then left to treat others, and rested again when his energy was exhausted.
The rain outside the cave had stopped, the dark clouds in the sky had dissipated, and the moonlight and starlight shone on the ground, like silver gauze and white frost.
Fang Yun lay quietly, feeling the heat from the medical book flowing slowly in his body, repairing the damage.
After a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun realized that the heat flow had disappeared, and then he tried to control his hands.
Fang Yun was delighted to find that he could raise his arms quickly, so he pressed his hands on the bed, propped up his upper body, and sat on the bed.
"Much better."
Fang Yun thought to himself, coughed lightly, and found that his throat had recovered, so he tried to say: "Okay?"
His pronunciation is a little unclear and his voice is a little hoarse, but he has recovered basic language skills.
Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Although his body had not fully recovered yet, if he continued like this, he would be well soon.
"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Niu Shan rubbed his eyes and sat up.
"Well, don't worry about me, you go to sleep, I'll try to walk around." Fang Yun tried to stand up, but found that his legs were too weak and he couldn't get up.
"Do you need me to help you?"
"No, wait another day."
Fang Yun sighed softly and lay down to sleep.
In the early morning, the Star Barbarians living in the village became busy and moved out of the cave and returned to the tents at the foot of the mountain. Fang Yun was also carried out of the stuffy cave by Niu Shan and others and carried to the entrance of the tent.
Those scholars also got up one after another, and Hua Yuqing once again used medical books to treat those who were most seriously injured.
Fang Yun asked Hua Yuqing, and Hua Yuqing replied that it might take more than ten days for his legs to fully recover.
Fang Yun didn't want to lie down every day, but he couldn't keep walking and reciting poems.
"Oh, it would be nice if there was a wheelchair here." Fang Yun was thinking when he found Ma Xiong assembling a mechanical dog not far away. His mechanical cow had been damaged, but he carried many parts of the mechanical dog with him. Although the mechanical dog was far inferior to the mechanical cow, it could also play a significant role.
Fang Yun's idea moved. Although the Shengyuan Continent had similar things such as the Wuhou Cart driven by talent at that time, there were no wheelchairs. Moreover, wheelchairs were not difficult to make. Wheelchairs made with mechanical technology might be more comfortable than those in later generations.
Fang Yun coughed lightly and said, "Brother Ma, may I trouble you for something?"
Ma Xiong put down what he was doing, and said with a smile as he walked: "You can talk now? That's great. Tell me, if I can do it, I will definitely do my best."
"It's not too difficult. It's easy for you who know mechanical engineering. I want to make a chair, um, with wheels like a car, equivalent to a small Wuhou car. Is this easy for you?"
"This type of chair has been around for a long time. It is very simple to make and can be made in half an hour at most."
Fang Yun said: "But the chair I want to make is called a wheelchair. I have never heard of it before. It means that I can sit on the chair and use my arms to make the chair move even without using my talent."
"Oh? That's strange. There are chairs that need to be pushed by others, and chairs that are driven by talent, but I've never heard of your kind. Can you draw it, Brother Fang?"
"Okay." So Fang Yun took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and carefully drew the outline of the wheelchair. He also drew an exploded diagram, separately drawing the big wheels, small wheels, brakes, footrests and other parts.
Ma Xiong took a closer look and said in surprise, "What a wonderful idea! What a wonderful idea! Although it is simple, it contains a lot of mechanisms! I wonder if you can explain in detail the effects of these things."
So Fang Yun explained it in detail, deliberately using the terminology of the workers in the Shengyuan Continent.
The more Ma Xiong listened, the more excited he became. Finally, he clapped his hands and exclaimed, "You are worthy of being Fang Zhenguo! Not only is he a great poet, but he is also proficient in craftsmanship! You are a role model for scholars like me. You know everything from astronomy to geography. You are truly an all-rounder! With this kind of wheelchair, many people who cannot get out of bed can use it. It is enough to allow millions of people to leave their sickbeds. It is a thing of immeasurable merit! The method of making this wheelchair can be included in the craftsman section of the Holy Dao. You have another Holy Dao article!"
Fang Yun didn't expect Ma Xiong to be so excited, and explained with a smile: "I was really bored last night, so I recalled the ancient craftsman's books, and then I came up with a method for making this wheelchair. What do you think, can you make it yourself?"
"Of course! This wheelchair is really simple, but it's my first time making it, so I might not do it well enough. Don't blame me."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "It's fine as long as it can be used. Although I have some knowledge of engineering, my attainments are far inferior to yours. How about this, you can study wheelchairs in depth when you have time, and publish it in "Holy Dao" when you have thoroughly studied it, how about that?"
"You have already thought of and drawn everything about the wheelchair, and I just put my hands on it, so you should be the first to sign it, and I can only be the second. But are you really willing to let me help you write this article? Of course, I will give you the reward page, but I will give you some of the honor and merit."
"Every profession has its own specialties, and it would be safest to let a craftsman write this article. In the future, I will follow the example of the sages and dabble in a wide range of skills, but I cannot do everything myself. If I want to turn my ideas into reality, I still need the help of you craftsmen." Fang Yun said.
Ma Xiong said, "Brother Fang, can you cooperate with my Ma family? Let our Ma family make this wheelchair and sell it, and you can get a share of the profits, how about that?"
Fang Yun thought for a moment and said, "A gentleman loves money but gets it in a proper way. This wheelchair is designed for people with physical injuries. How about this: the wheelchairs are divided into ordinary and high-quality ones. Ordinary wheelchairs are cheap, and you, the Ma family, can deduct the share that should have been given to me to lower the price of the wheelchair. High-quality wheelchairs focus on appearance and magnificence, and are sold at high prices to wealthy families. I will gladly accept the share of these high-quality wheelchairs."
Ma Xiong stood in awe and said, "What a gentleman who loves money but gets it in a proper way. This sentence can be used to comment on Confucius's saying, 'Wealth and honor are what people desire, but if they are not obtained in the right way, they should not be kept.' He is indeed Fang Zhenguo, and Ma Xiong is convinced."
At this time, several scholars passed by, and one of them smiled and asked, "Ma Xiong, what's wrong?"
Ma Xiong recounted what had just happened and emphasized that the eight words "A gentleman loves money but gets it in a proper way" were said by Fang Yun.
After hearing this, the candidates looked serious and bowed.
"He is truly a virtuous man." (To be continued...)