Although these students have not been with Fang Yun for a long time, they like Fang Yun very much.
Other teachers either read from the textbook or have a stern face all day long, but Fang Yun's lessons are not only unique in style, but the content of his lectures is seemingly simple yet logical and impressive. Even his self-compiled "Three Character Classic" and "Lishang's Rhymes" are countless times better than other primers.
In their hearts, the most important thing is that Mr. Fang has been known as the number one talent in Dayuan Prefecture, and they admire him immensely.
Many children cannot accept this news now.
He Yutang continued, "You should have heard about what happened yesterday. Someone insulted Mr. Fang, but Mr. Fang wrote "Humble House" to express his aspirations. They had bad intentions, so they were shattered by Shan Na Wen Dan. Today, the Yan family sent someone to block your Mr. Fang outside, and said they would not let him go. Mr. Fang is young after all, and there is no way he can fight against a prominent family. He can only live in seclusion at home temporarily and cannot come to the family school."
"How can the Yan family be so hateful!" a child said angrily.
"I'm going to the government office to file a complaint!" said a child, wiping his tears.
"When I grow up and become an official, I will definitely put them in jail. How despicable!"
He Yutang sighed and said, "Mr. Fang said a few days ago that even if he passed the exam, he would come here to teach, but now it is difficult for him to come. In order to prevent the Yan family from hurting you, you will only have half a day of classes today. You will leave through the back door after school at noon. Tomorrow morning, classes will be held as usual. If they are still here, you can only have half a day. I will make it clear to your parents when I go back."
He Yutang turned and left, and the children immediately started talking.
"How despicable! Mr. Fang is such a good man, how could he meet such a villain. My uncle told me to find him if anyone bullies me. I'm going to my uncle's house right now! He is a soldier in the city guards, he will definitely be able to find someone to beat up those villains!"
"I don't have many people at home, but Uncle Fang and Grandpa Fang are very good to me. When Uncle is not around, I will go to Grandpa Fang to seek justice. I am so angry. I still want to continue learning "Rhyme" with the little fox!"
"Hmph, I'll wait for three more days. If the government doesn't do anything, I'll take my parents to the provincial criminal department to complain. I don't believe that even the officials of the Legalist School can't punish them!"
As soon as noon arrived, the children from each class left through the back door, and the school was empty.
Dean Fang Jingtang walked out of the main gate with a sullen face and looked at the eight men and five women in mourning.
A few people were tired after cursing for the whole morning and were taking a break when they saw someone coming and continued to speak.
"Damn Fang Yun! And Yue'er's Wen Gong! What a vicious person!"
"It was just a verbal dispute, but he destroyed the Cultural Palace. He is just like a demon. Why don't the saints send down lightning to strike him to death!"
"The Saint Boy is bullying others by taking advantage of his power! God has no eyes!"
Fang Jingtang looked at one of the women, who was in her forties, and said with disgust, "Mrs. Yan, the clan school is about to close, you should leave now."
"Leave? I won't leave until Fang Yun kowtows and apologizes to Yue'er! Yue'er is a distinguished scholar, and Wen Gong said he was gone. Only a demon barbarian could be so cruel!"
Fang Jingtang said angrily, "You are talking nonsense and confusing right and wrong! If Yan Yue's palace is not broken, then Fang Yun will be the unlucky one. If he is harmed by Yan Yue and his group of beasts, won't my Jing country lose a scholar who is in the imperial court? It's good that Yan Yue's palace is broken. I only hate that Jianmei Gong didn't blow him to death in one breath! That kind of beast will never be able to gather literary courage until his death, not even the literary courage of a miscellaneous family!"
"Listen to this! Listen to this! You think you have a reason to ruin my nephew's future? You are so ruthless! Do you still look down on the erudite? Be careful that the semi-saint Lu Buwei will punish you to death! Be careful that the left prime minister will exile you!"
Fang Jingtang sneered, "Bah! The eclectic scholars who assist the country and work hard are naturally my role models as scholars, but the left prime minister has taken the dregs of the eclectic scholars, disrupted the government, flattered the evil and barbarians, brought disaster to the country, formed a clique for personal gain, and overthrew the superiors with the inferiors. He wanted to learn from Lü Buwei before he was canonized as a saint and become a powerful prime minister. Is he qualified to represent the eclectic scholars? I advise you that if your Yan family is still used as a pen, you will be in trouble sooner or later!"
After Fang Jingtang finished speaking, he ignored the people's scolding and asked the doorman to close the main door.
Fang Yun returned home early and bought many books on the way. He couldn't put all of them in the world of rare books, so he had to put some books on display to make it look good.
He bought more than 30 books on guidance for taking the sutra exam in one go and quickly read through them on the way back.
The little fox Nunu was following Fang Yun carefully, looking eager to learn. No one knew whether it could understand or not.
It would occasionally glance at Fang Yun secretly, and once it noticed that Fang Yun was looking at it, it would immediately read the book more seriously, and even nodded deeply, as if to say that what was said in the book made sense.
Fang Yun glanced through more than a dozen books and found that most of them were clichés and nothing was particularly useful. He put the book down and closed his eyes to think.
"There is nothing wrong with these books, the problem is me. I actually understood most of the 'techniques' of the scriptures overnight. Strange Book of Heaven and Earth couldn't do it, nor could Talent Infusion, nor Wen Palace. Could it be that all these forces combined to make my brain stronger?"
"Talent and Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng can make my body and brain stronger, and the Wonderful Book World can provide me with enough text materials. The era of information explosion has given me abilities and knowledge that even a semi-saint does not have. In addition, I have been studying hard these days, so my learning ability has become stronger and stronger."
Fang Yun figured it all out and continued studying.
After returning home, Fang Yun continued to study hard.
The learning process is boring, but the voice in Fang Yun’s heart has been inspiring him and becoming his motivation.
"I want to become a semi-saint and see the wonders of the world. I want to know if there is a higher level of knowledge above the saint!"
As his studies progressed, Fang Yun discovered something strange: sometimes he would find practicing calligraphy and studying the saints' classics boring, and occasionally even disgusted by them. However, every time he understood some truths, every time his talent increased or became more refined, he would feel unprecedented satisfaction deep in his heart.
"Perhaps this is a spiritual baptism, similar to what Confucius said: 'If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening.'"
At noon, the shopkeeper Tang came to visit. When he saw Fang Yun, he said, "I thought you were in the Fang family school before, but when I got there, I found that it was closed. People from the Yan family were there. Are you okay?"
"It's alright, it will be resolved soon. Let's talk about the contract."
So the two men went into the house and negotiated the terms of the contract one by one.
It took a whole afternoon to reach an agreement, and Mr. Tang, the shopkeeper who was a juren, was sweating profusely.
"If you fail the imperial examination, come to our Xuanting Bookstore. We can give you the treatment of a Jinshi." said the manager Tang.
"Okay." Fang Yun agreed with a smile.
Manager Tang took out ten silver notes of one thousand taels each and handed them to Fang Yun, saying, "This is a ten thousand tael silver note from the Shengyuan Bank. Take a closer look and then come with me to the Wenyuan to formally sign the contract."
Fang Yun took the banknote and examined it carefully, then asked, "The paper of this banknote is different from ordinary paper. It is said that it is mixed with the leftovers of holy pages, etc."
"That's true. The production of holy pages is very demanding. Every year there is always a large amount of waste paper pulp, most of which are used to make silver bills or special documents."
Fang Yun nodded, put away the banknote, and said, "You stay in the main room and drink tea first. I have some private matters to discuss with Daniu."
Afterwards, Fang Yun called Fang Daniu and asked him to copy a small part of "Fox's Rhymes", and then took him and the storekeeper Tang to the Academy of Literature.
Halfway through the journey, the two talked about the Holy Pages. Manager Tang said with a smile, "It won't be long before the Holy Academy will give you the Holy Pages. You are only a student now, and I don't know how long it will take before you can go to the front line to fight against the monsters. Do you want to sell some of the Holy Pages?"
"You want to collect holy pages? How much is one?"
"30,000 taels per ticket."
"Didn't I hear that the Dragon Clan's offer was fifty thousand taels per ticket?"
"First, you have to find the dragon clan. Secondly, you have to ensure that the Holy Academy does not know about it. Otherwise, it will be considered a betrayal of the human race. In the end, what you get is underwater jewels of equal value, not real silver bills." said the chief shopkeeper.
"I guess the human race won't let the Holy Pages leak out. After all, this thing can double the power of war poems and turn the virtual into the real. I want to ask you, I now have three poems, "Spring Dawn", "Year End" and "Morning Walk in Shangshan", published in the "Holy Journal". How many Holy Pages can I get?"
"According to convention, the best poem in the county exam, regardless of its level, can get one page. 'Spring Dawn' is close to Mingzhou, so it will naturally get another page. 'Year End' gets one page. 'Shangshan Morning Walk' is a national defense poem, so it is customary to get three pages. However, at the national defense level, the reward of the Holy Page is secondary. What is important is the opportunity to enter the Sea of Learning, the Holy Pagoda, and other places. In fact, these are too far away. When you become a Jinshi and enter the Sea of Learning, you will naturally understand."
Fang Yun was simply curious, but Manager Tang was afraid that he would be too ambitious, so Fang Yun did not ask further questions.
Fang Yun said: "Including the one given by Magistrate Cai, I only have seven holy pages in my hand now. Once I use them up, they will be gone. I can't bear to sell them."
"Well, the holy pages are precious, try to keep them to save your life, and when you have more and want to sell them in the future, be sure to contact me first."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "This holy page should have other uses, right?"
Manager Tang said frankly, "Yes, generally, the cultural treasures of the Grand Secretary or above will not be sold for money. They are either bartered or exchanged with holy pages. The holy families are not short of silver, so they often trade with holy pages."
The two men entered the State Academy of Literature, signed a contract and then separated. Fang Yun took the part of "Fox Rhymes" written by Fang Daniu to find Zhou Zhubu.
When Zhou Zhubu saw Fang Yun coming, he put down the document in his hand, glanced at the paper in Fang Yun's hand, and said jokingly, "Could it be the work of Fang Daniu, the substitute student, again?"
"It's his. It's my newly compiled 'Fox Couplets'. I haven't finished writing it yet, so I'll file it first to avoid it being snatched away by others." Fang Yun smiled and handed the manuscript paper to Zhou Zhubu.
"Who dares to steal your masterpiece now?"
"Do I have a new nickname?"
Zhou Zhubu smiled and said, "Of course, in less than a month, there are two states. If it's not Fang Zhengguo, then what else can it be? Heaven to earth, rain to wind, continent to sky..."
Zhou Zhubu began to read "Fox Rhymes" involuntarily. . Posted oo plus small tail reader group in the work related.