Fang Li's attitude was more respectful. He was also half a scholar, and often saw his son writing poems. However, it was rare for a mere chair to write a poem to encourage learning. His own son could not do it before, let alone now.
Fang Yun nodded and said: "Now that you know this truth, what should you do in the future?"
Fang Zhongyong moved his mouth, glanced at his father, and finally lowered his head, speechless.
Fang Yun looked at Fang Li coldly.
"Please give me your orders, Mr. Wenhou. From now on, I will do whatever you say. I will never disobey it."
At this moment, a beaming voice came from outside the door.
"Congratulations to Fang Yun... No, it should be the lower official congratulating Marquis Fang Wen on winning the position of civil servant." A familiar voice sounded.
Fang Yun turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a Jinshi white sword uniform walking through the door. The small silver swords at the cuffs and collar were particularly eye-catching.
Fang Yun was about to speak, but Fang Li stepped forward and shouted: "How presumptuous! Is this where you, a small county magistrate, come from? You tricked me and Zhong Yong into betraying Marquis Fang Wen. Fortunately, I was prepared in advance and told Lord Wenhou in advance. Pass the letter, otherwise you will become a sinner for the ages! You despicable villain! You don't even have the heart of a scholar for the sake of a mere official position. In a few days, your literary courage will be shattered!"
Fang Li was getting more and more excited. He was so powerful that even a magistrate, not to mention a magistrate, would still scold him when he came.
Cai He and Fang Yun were stunned and laughed at the same time.
Cai He pointed at Fang Li, and the other party said, "Your cousin is so stupid. I wanted to scold him that day, but it's a pity that we couldn't spoil our plan."
Fang Li's face suddenly turned from red to white. Staring at Fang Yun nervously, he was afraid that what Cai He said was true.
Fang Yun said half-jokingly: "Magistrate Cai is indeed very fast. I just sent you a letter a quarter of an hour ago. You are actually arriving at Dayuan Mansion now. Is there something happening under your feet?"
Cai He smiled as he walked: "After the results were released, there were thousands of letters scolding me. Do you think I can sit still? After handling the county government affairs, I came all the way by carriage and came to find him as soon as possible. You cleansed my reputation, but as soon as I entered your house, I was scolded by Fang Li."
Fang Yun said: "It's right in "The Legend of White Snake". The bachelor named Cai He is indeed cunning."
"Don't talk about this, or I will fight you to the death! Why do you write me as bald and call me Fahai? Do you know how my wife laughs at me? Now you can call me Fahai when you have nothing to do. Who can bear it? !”
Fang Yun laughed together with the others.
Fang Li hurriedly bent down and bowed: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I didn't know you were playing a cruel trick with your cousin, so I hope you can forgive me."
Cai He smiled calmly and said, "If I argue with people like you, I, the county magistrate, will die from exhaustion three times a day! I want to participate in Fang Yun's celebration banquet today. I won't argue with you."
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" Fang Li expressed his gratitude.
"Just now I heard Fang Zhongyong say that you wrote a new poem? Zhongyong. Recite it again." Cai He said.
Fang Zhongyong immediately told the whole story, and finally recited "The Square Chair".
Cai He sighed: "These days, Marquis Wen probably understands best what it means to be a poor man, and he can incorporate his own experiences into poems and essays. They are all first-class poems!"
"Marquis Wen is naturally talented." Fang Li hurriedly flattered him.
Fang Yun suddenly showed a strange smile and said to Cai He: "I have two things to tell you, but if you want to hear the second thing, you must complete the first thing for me."
"Oh? What's the matter?" Cai He asked.
Fang Yun's face turned cold. He looked at Fang Li and then at Fang Zhongyong. Finally, he said: "Fang Zhongyong was originally a child prodigy in Ji County. He was no more than twelve years old. He should have been studying, but his ignorant father took him around and used his son as a commodity to sell to others! But in just a few years, He has fallen from being an outstanding person to being incompetent among everyone! Cai Zhixian is in charge of the education of a county. How should we deal with such an act that violates the holy principles?"
Fang Li was stunned, and so was Fang Zhongyong.
Cai He's eyes flashed, and he glanced at Fang Li displeasedly and said, "What Fang Li did is against the way of education. From today on, Fang Zhongyong, like other children, must go to the county school to study every day. He is allowed to rest for ten days and is not allowed to leave the county at night. Anyone who obstructs this will be regarded as a violation of the national law! Fang Zhong will never become a scholar and cannot be changed!"
Fang Li was furious. Over the years, he had made a lot of money by selling poems with his son. The county had already sold almost all of them. Now he could only make money by selling famous poems in Dayuan Prefecture or neighboring prefectures. If he had to do it in Studying in Jixian County is equivalent to cutting off one's own financial path, which is equivalent to taking half of one's life!
Fang Li said angrily: "I don't accept it! Zhongyong is my son, he must do whatever I ask him to do! Father, father and son are the road of human relations. Anyone who dares to stop me is rebelling against the holy way! He is trying to overthrow Kong Holy world! If you dare to separate our father and son, I will file a lawsuit with you! I will kill you in front of the Holy Court and make you two miserable forever!"
Fang Yun snorted softly and said: "Please, as the old saying in our Jixian County says, if you don't dare to invite, you are born from the sweet potato spirit!"
Everyone almost laughed. Even fairies have heard of it, but can sweet potatoes also turn into spirits? Ji County's way of swearing is too novel.
Fang Li couldn't help but blushed, but he still didn't dare to open his mouth.
"Anyone else dares to ask the Holy Judge in front of Fang Yun?" Cai He said with a smile.
Li Fanming then smiled and said: "Fang Yun has gone through the Holy Judgment, Holy Selection, Holy Pen Evaluation, etc. These past few months have kept the saints very busy. The saints must hate him. You should ask the Holy Judgment immediately and let the saints punish him! In fact, we can’t stand it anymore! Why is he so close to the saints?”
"I'm not convinced either! Fang Li, we're on your side. Please quickly invite the saints and let the saints rule and destroy Fang Yun's arrogance!" Zong Wude followed suit.
The rest of the people laughed evilly.
Fang Li's face became redder and redder.
Jia Jing'an said angrily: "A shameless person like you still invites the Holy Inquisitor? Not to mention that you can't invite the Holy Inquisitor at all, even if you do, the Sage will definitely slap you away with his palm first!"
Fang Li blushed and shouted, "You are bullying people!"
"So what?" Fang Yun asked.
Fang Li almost went crazy.
"You... don't think that just because you are a high-ranking official, you are bullying the common people! Zhongyong must listen to me! If he doesn't listen, he is unfilial! The Zhao family of the Jingguo royal family rules the world with filial piety. If I go to sue the emperor, civil and military officials No official can spare you! You are all murderers of filial piety! You are worse than a demon!" Fang Li shouted.
Fang Yun said calmly: "Fang Li, I will give you one last chance to give up the plot to kill Zhong Yong, let him continue studying, and let him take the imperial examination or even become a Jinshi. If you keep doing this, you will destroy him!"
"This is our family matter, and you outsiders have nothing to do with it! Zhongyong, come with me!" Fang Li said and was about to pull Fang Zhongyong away.
Suddenly, a white lightsaber flew out of Cai He's mouth and was placed on Fang Li's neck.
"Don't! Don't! If you have something to say, please say it!" Fang Li was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, his eyes kept glancing down.
Fang Yun looked at Fang Zhongyong and said, "You are also a scholar. What do you think?"
Fang Zhongyong looked at his father and saw that he was showing his fierceness. He quickly lowered his head and said, "Filial piety cannot be violated. I beg you, sir, to spare my father."
Fang Li hurriedly said: "Listen! Let me go quickly. Are you not even as good as a child?"
Fang Yun glanced at Fang Li, and then slowly recited the allusion of Zeng Zi receiving the staff from "Confucius Family Sayings".
"Zeng Zi was cultivating melons and mistakenly cut off the roots. Zeng Xi was angry and built a big staff to hit his back..."
This story tells that before being canonized, Zengzi made a mistake and was beaten by his father, and was finally knocked unconscious.
After Zengzi woke up, the first thing he did was not to check his own injuries, but to care about whether his father had calmed down. In order to prevent his father from worrying about him, he played the piano and sang loudly to make his father more convinced that he was right.
When others heard this, they all praised Zeng Zi for his filial piety. But when Confucius found out, he was very angry and told his disciples not to see Zeng Zi again in the future.
When Zengzi learned about it, he felt uneasy and didn't know what he had done wrong. So he asked someone to ask Confucius why he didn't see him.
The man went to see Confucius, and Confucius said that the ancient Ming Dynasty Shun was a filial son. No matter when his father came to see Shun, Shun would always be there. However, when his father wanted to kill Shun, Shun was not there.
Confucius then said that if Zeng Zi was only punished lightly, he could bear it, but if he was beaten with a big stick, he must avoid it. If Zengzi was beaten to death by his father because he refused to run away, that would be an injustice to his father. Wouldn't it be the greatest form of unfilial piety? And Zengzi was a subject of the Son of Heaven. If Zengzi's father killed Zengzi, wouldn't he have committed a serious crime? This is foolish filial piety!
When Fang Yun finished reading, Fang Li broke into a cold sweat and cursed Fang Yun in his heart for being so cruel. As soon as "Confucius' Family Sayings" came out, he could not defend himself.
Fang Yun then said: "Zhongyong, just a few days ago, I wanted to write an article "Injury to Zhongyong", using you as an example to warn everyone that if you can't calm down and study, just relying on your talent, you will eventually be beaten by your peers. If you really follow your father's advice and don't study, you will do your father an injustice, which is the greatest form of unfilial piety! Our human race needs talents, but you kill them with your own hands because of your foolish filial piety. If you marry a future great scholar or even a great Confucian, then you are disloyal and unjust!”
Fang Zhongyong's nose was covered with sweat.
Finally, Fang Yun shouted: "Fang Zhongyong, have you read your book in vain?"
There was a strange power in Fang Yun's voice. Everyone felt that Fang Yun's words seemed to be the truth. Even Fang Li nodded inexplicably, but then he woke up and glared at Fang Yun.
Fang Zhongyong knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, then raised his head and said, "Thank you uncle for reminding me, Zhongyong almost made a big mistake of being unfaithful, unfilial and unjust!"
A flash of surprise flashed in Yan Yukong's eyes, which others could not detect, but he, a direct disciple of the Semi-Saint, could find that Fang Yun's words actually contained the meaning of "Heaven's Word". Although it was not the complete power of Heaven's Word, But it is no small matter.
Tianyan is a god-given power that only great scholars have, and it requires at least six talent initiations to obtain it.
Yan Yukong was puzzled at first, but then he suddenly realized that Fang Yun was a holy person, and he had received exactly six talent initiations! (To be continued...)