Fang Yun also knew that Cao Yun was wealthy, but he didn't expect that a powerful sixth-rank official would send an invitation so quickly and not care about the Left Prime Minister at all.
Fang Yun asked: "Does the relationship between Zhao Tongpan and Zuo Xiang exist?"
He Yutang smiled and said, "You don't know this. The canal transport is the lifeline of the country. It has always been the royal family who served as the governor of the canal transport. Now it is the wine-drinking uncle. When he gets drunk, he scolds the left prime minister. He is so shameless that the left prime minister can only avoid him. However, apart from eating and drinking well, he has almost no stains. The censors of the Supervisory Council don't want to bother with him. They can't impeach him for drinking and making trouble every day."
Fang Yun couldn't help but laugh. There were many stories about the drunken and indulgent uncle in Jing Kingdom. Although most of them were absurd, they were not boring. He had done many things that seemed foolish but fair.
"Since Judge Zhao is following the royal family's path, there's no harm in meeting him."
As soon as Fang Yun finished speaking, the knock on the door rang out again.
"But the Fang Mansion?"
The two looked at each other, and Fang Yun went to open the door again. The person who came was still a servant.
"This is an invitation from my master. I hope you will honor me."
Fang Yun took the letter and saw that it was an invitation from Gong Sizheng of the Jiangzhou Law Department, a fourth-rank official. The Criminal Department was responsible for arresting people, while the Law Department was responsible for trying cases. Gong Sizheng was also a powerful official in Jiangzhou.
When Fang Yun opened the invitation, he found out that one of his younger sons had just hired a scholar as his teacher and was holding a thank-you banquet for the teacher, and invited Fang Yun to attend.
Fang Yun asked He Yutang: "What is the relationship between this person and the left prime minister?"
"A fellow countryman of the Left Prime Minister." He Yutang looked a little strange.
Fang Yun said: "He invited me to attend his son's teacher appreciation banquet, it seems that he wants me to teach his son, but why is he not afraid of Zuo Xiang?"
He Yutang said, "He is from the same county as Zuo Xiang, so there is no way he would betray him. Zuo Xiang trusts him very much. However, everyone has selfish motives. You are so famous now, and you are a good teacher. He naturally wants his son to get the best education. After all, he is not young anymore, and he has to think about future generations. As long as Zuo Xiang does not speak against you personally, he can pretend to be confused. Zuo Xiang is in need of someone new, and even if you know his little plan, you can't do anything about it. After all, he has helped Zuo Xiang a lot in Jiangzhou, and replacing him with someone else would be like throwing his own boat into disarray."
"You seem to be very clear about what's happening in the court." Fang Yun said.
He Yutang said with a smile: "We scholars are all 'mouthmen' and 'street ministers'. We all want to gain fame in the future, so we have been paying attention to political affairs. After listening to them a lot, we understand what is going on."
Fang Yun said: "He is old, so he can focus on his offspring, but I still want to make progress and don't want to be involved with the left prime minister. I can't go to this banquet."
He Yutang said, "That's great. When you move to your new house, remember to hire a doorman. Then your visiting cards and invitations will come like snowflakes. Most of Jiangzhou's government offices are here, plus the officials and famous families of Dayuan Prefecture. Even if more than half of the officials are intimidated by the power of the Left Prime Minister and don't invite you, the others will be enough to keep you busy."
"No way? Are there really so many people invited?"
"Why not? First, you were the two best in the Holy Land, then the three poems shone together in "The Way of the Holy One", and then there was the courage-refining "Praise of the Humble House". Now you have the protection of Lord Jianmei, so of course a lot of people will be invited. To put it in a way that everyone knows, in the next ten years, Jingguo may be ruled by Zuo Xiang, but ten years later, you can at least compete with Zuo Xiang, or even surpass him. Your potential is the best in Jingguo!" He Yutang looked at Fang Yun deeply.
"Ten years is too long." Fang Yun sighed.
"Yes, ten years is too long. Otherwise, the people of Zuo Xiang's faction would not target you, and the Liu family would take the initiative to seek peace. So I advise you to wait until you pass the exam and ask your uncle, General Fang Shouye, to send you an invitation to the "Suppressing Demons Poetry Meeting". Then you stay in Yuhai City and wait until you are sure that you have passed the exam before returning to Dayuan Prefecture to take the state exam."
"Zuo Xiang's power in Yuhai City is weak?"
"More than weak. Yuhai City has been controlled by the military for more than a hundred years. Officials from the Academy of Literature can enter, but anyone under the Left Prime Minister will be in trouble, so the Left Prime Minister can only give up the place. As long as you go to Yuhai City, the Liu family will not dare to provoke you even if they have a hundred guts. There is a saying in Jiangzhou that the general is arrogant, and the governor has been thinking about it. The general is Zhang Poyue, the commander of the state army. He is arrogant, but he is chivalrous and brave, and is very loved by the soldiers of Jiangzhou. As a military Hanlin, he loves talents very much. If Liu Zicheng dares to go to Yuhai City to make trouble for you, it will not be as simple as burning the Liu family's pawnshop."
"Thank you, Brother He, for the reminder. It is said that after becoming a scholar, if you want to enhance your talent, it is best to kill monsters and barbarians. Not everyone can write a brilliant masterpiece, but every scholar can kill monsters and barbarians."
"Yes, so the various regions are also places where talents emerge in large numbers, no less than the liberal arts department. Once the people in the liberal arts department feel that it is difficult to improve their talents, they will try to break through by slaying monsters. After all, we scholars are all cultivating literary courage. If we can't kill monsters and eliminate barbarians, what kind of scholar are we!"
"Brother He has also killed someone?"
He Yutang said proudly: "I have cooperated with the soldiers to kill hundreds of monsters, more than a dozen monster soldiers, and even assisted in killing a monster general. You may not know that monsters are extremely strong. The bodies of ordinary monsters are stronger than those of students, and the monster soldiers can fight against scholars alone without losing. As for the monster general, I actually just secretly stabbed it with the assassin of "Yi Shui Ge"."
"Brother He is a role model for us." Fang Yun said. He knew that "Song of Yishui" was the same as "Song of Jing Ke Assassinating Qin".
But He Yutang said with a guilty conscience: "In fact, I fought the sea monster with gritted teeth. Later, I completed the minimum military merit and was qualified to be a ninth-rank official. I hurried back to Dayuan Mansion."
Fang Yun nodded. He knew this. People with a juren or higher rank could become officials directly, but a scholar had to go through the process of killing monsters and barbarians and have basic military merits before he could take up the position.
He Yutang sighed, "In fact, there are too few war poems handed down from generation to generation, and even fewer that can be used by scholars. I am naturally dull and it took me three years to master "Yi Shui Song", "With You in My Same Robe" and "The Gentleman in Service". Only "Yi Shui Song" can kill people, but the distance is limited, and it can only kill enemies five meters away. As for the last two poems, they are both from the "Book of Songs". One is to boost morale and strengthen armor, and the other is to comfort soldiers to prevent them from being tired of war or depressed. It is not as good as those scholars, who have "Cang Lang Xing" and "Da Feng Ge", which are the real demon-killing. However, I hope that you can create more powerful war poems when you are a scholar, so that my human race can save tens of thousands of deaths every year."
"I will try my best." Fang Yun actually had the idea of enriching his war poems a long time ago, but he was not a scholar yet, so he could not verify it even if he wrote it down.
The two of them didn't close the door while they were chatting, and as a result someone else came, but this time it was not an invitation, but a visiting card.
Fang Yun opened it and saw that it was written by the head of a prominent family in Dayuan Prefecture, asking Fang Yun to notify him when he had time, and that he could come anytime.
Fang Yun quickly closed the door and said, "I have a bad feeling."
He Yutang joked, "It's the same for me. Today you will be drowned in invitations and visiting cards. You wrote "Praise of the Humble House" the day before yesterday, and it went viral yesterday. Today you have so many invitations and visiting cards. You are completely famous. It's a pity that no one has posted your portrait everywhere, otherwise you would be recognized wherever you go."
Fang Yun said, "Brother He, please stop joking. You know I'm going to take the provincial examination in June and I need to learn how to deal with Liu Zicheng as soon as possible. I only sleep two hours a day now, so how can I have time to meet these people?"
"You are so hardworking? Oh, as long as you have a constant supply of Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng, it doesn't matter if you sleep two hours a day. After all, that is what dragons eat." He Yutang said enviously.
"Brother He, you are well-informed. How should I avoid meeting these people?"
He Yutang immediately said: "Generally speaking, it's OK if you get sick, but you have the Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng now, and it's nothing serious, so it's impossible for you to suddenly fall ill."
Fang Yun laughed and said, "How come nothing serious happened? I got sick because of the Yan family and Liu Zicheng!"
He Yutang looked at Fang Yun for a long time without saying anything, and finally said: "It is really bad luck to offend you. Now those who can't invite you will hate Yan Chongnian together, and the Yan family will have a hard time again. When I go home, I will write a sentence and hang it in the study: Never offend Fang Yun."
"Do you need me to write an inscription for you?"
He Yutang laughed.
There was another knock on the door, and from the sound of footsteps there were three or four people.
Fang Yun lowered his voice and said, "Brother He, I'm counting on you. Go to the Fang family to find Yuhuan and tell her that there's no need to look for a house. Ask her to take over the house that the Yan family gave me."
"But the deed needs your signature. Are you willing to give her the house worth nearly ten thousand taels? If she signs, the house will be hers."
"Sister Yuhuan has raised me for so many years without any complaints, so giving her a house is nothing. I'll go back to the house and tell Daniu, 'Go tell the people outside the door that I'm sick, and then tell Sister Yuhuan, remember.'" After saying this, Fang Yun quickly returned to the house.
He Yutang secretly praised Fang Yun as a true gentleman. He was not only good to his attendant Daniu, but also to his child bride. If she became his subordinate in the future, she would definitely not be treated as an abandoned child.
"If he goes to Yuhai City, it will be very dangerous to fight against the sea monsters. I might as well take a gamble and follow him! If he is canonized in the future, our family can become a saint family, a prestigious family, and even a famous or even wealthy family!"
He Yutang clenched his fists, made up his mind, then walked outside to help Fang Yun collect the invitations and visiting cards, and told the visitors that Fang Yun was sick because of the Yan family's anger and might need a few days before he could go.
After Fang Yun gave Fang Daniu some instructions in the room, he turned a deaf ear to what was happening outside and continued to read and study.
After studying for an hour, Fang Yun took a break, but his mind was full of thoughts about those war poems or famous works.
"The special famous poems in this world have great power. It is said that the Spring and Autumn Annals written by Confucius himself is the most magical. Most of my previous poems were just literary, and even if The Humble House is different, it is still a short piece. What would happen if I wrote a long piece?"
Fang Yun thought about it, then picked up the pen and wrote on the paper.
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