"Move back a little!" Fang Yun pushed Ao Huang's dragon head away with one hand and rubbed the painful place with the other hand.
"Fang Yun, you are so awesome! No, you are so dragon-like! Even more dragon-like than this dragon! Yesterday you almost scared me to the point of losing all my scales, and you almost scared the dragon spring out. But you, on the other hand, shocked the saints with one article, and knocked out all the saints in the demon world with a slap! So dragon-like! Cool!"
Fang Yun smiled and asked, "What is Longquan?"
"Hehe... it's just dragon urine. This dragon thinks that since I'm also a scholarly dragon, I'll be more elegant." Ao Huang laughed, feeling a little embarrassed.
Fang Yun was about to laugh and scold Ao Huang when he saw Yang Yuhuan appear from the door. He hurried over, grabbed her hands, and gazed at her affectionately.
Yang Yuhuan's eyes were still a little swollen because she had been crying for three days. She never thought that Fang Yun would gaze at her affectionately in public. She blushed immediately, lowered her head, and whispered, "Don't, they are watching."
Fang Yun didn't care about anyone at all, but this was a society with strict etiquette after all, so he held Yang Yuhuan's waist with his right hand and smiled, "Madam, let's go back to the house and talk."
Yang Yuhuan was both happy and shy, and she snuggled up to Fang Yun as she walked inside.
"Oh! Oh!" Nunu waved his claws and threw the turtle into the flower bed, then threw himself into Fang Yun's arms.
Fang Yun stretched out his left hand to hold Nunu, and said with a smile: "Have you been good these days, Nunu?"
"Oh!" The little fox looked at Fang Yun with tears in his eyes. He kept wiping his tears with his little paws.
Yang Yuhuan's eyes also turned red.
"Xiaoyun avoided divine punishment yesterday, didn't you promise not to cry?" Yang Yuhuan reached out and gently stroked the little fox's head.
The little fox nodded and lay obediently in Fang Yun's arms.
Fang Yun completely ignored the rest of the people and walked inside with Yang Yuhuan and Nunu. Ao Huang put the dragon head on Fang Yun's shoulder as he did before, but Fang Yun glared at him and moved away dejectedly.
"Is it so great to shock a saint? If I go to Grandpa Long one day to piss him off, that would be considered shocking a saint! But yesterday was really dangerous, Fang Yun. Do you have any ideas? Even the Moon Tree Divine Punishment couldn't kill you, so who are you afraid of in the future? Uh... you'd better not go to those dangerous and ancient places. When you get there, it's useless even if you write a lot of shocking saint articles. You're not strong enough now. When you are strong enough, go to the monster world with me to harm the monsters!"
Fang Yun said: "We'll talk about these things tomorrow."
Ao Huang rolled his eyes and chuckled, "Yes, yes, your reunion with your sister-in-law is the most important thing. Nunu, don't disturb your reunion."
"嘤?" Nunu looked at Ao Huang in confusion.
"What eagle? Come here and don't disturb the young couple!" Ao Huang said with a stern face.
"Ao Huang, stop talking nonsense!" Fang Yun glared at Ao Huang.
The little fox looked at Fang Yun, then at Yang Yuhuan, whose face was flushed red, and jumped out of Fang Yun's arms, then rushed to the top of Ao Huang's head, grabbing Ao Huang's dragon horns with its two front paws, as if it was walking on a dragon, majestic and awe-inspiring.
Ao Huang said angrily, "How many times have I told you that I am a real dragon? Do you understand? Don't step on my dragon head! Fang Yun, control your little fox. It simply doesn't take me seriously! Damn it, if those bad guys in the Dragon Palace knew that the fox rode on my dragon head, how can I be the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea in the future? Ugh. The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea has been reserved by my sister, and I will go to rob the Dragon Palace of the West China Sea in the future. Fang Yun, you have to support me when the time comes! Nunu, if you still ride on my head, you have to lend a helping hand to me in the future!"
Fang Yun didn't bother to pay attention to this chatterbox and continued to walk into the house with Yang Yuhuan.
"Oh oh!" Nunu patted his chest and put on a particularly righteous look!
"Okay! That's settled then! Where's Little Meteor?" Ao Huang looked at Little Meteor.
The little meteor was wandering around in the sky, but it stopped immediately after Ao Huang asked it, and then continued wandering around.
"That means you agree! By the way, where is the little turtle?" Ao Huang looked at the inkstone turtle that was cleaning itself up after being covered in mud.
Yan Gui glared at Ao Huang and opened his mouth to shout. Although no sound came out, it appropriately expressed his dissatisfaction.
"Well, you agreed too! When this dragon is strong enough, we, the four talented men of Dragon, Turtle, Fox and Stone, will go to the West Sea Dragon Palace together to help this dragon seize the position of the West Sea Dragon Saint."
Yan Gui rolled his eyes at Ao Huang and started to clean the dirt off his body.
Ao Huang looked very proud and said, "With Fang Yun added in, we will have the top five talents. We will definitely win!"
Nunu held his forehead with his little paws, looking like he had a headache.
It was not until he helped Yang Yuhuan into the house and sat her down that Fang Yun discovered that there was a girl in coarse cloth following her. The girl was petite and had a delicate face, as if painted by a master of the Five Realms Painting Dao. She was like an elegant orchid standing in the room.
The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old. There was a hint of bookishness between her eyebrows and her eyes were indescribably smart. Fang Yun knew at first glance that she was not a girl from an ordinary family.
"Who is..." Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan and asked.
Yang Yuhuan immediately stood up, held the girl's hand and said with a smile: "She is Su Xiaoxiao, sent by Master Detian of the Kong family. After listening to your poem "Dream in Prison", she thought you should not suffer such humiliation, and swore to serve you as a maid for the rest of her life. No matter how I persuaded her, she would not listen, so I had to keep her, but I couldn't bear to let her do rough work. She is proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is just right to be my teacher."
Fang Yun was stunned when he heard the name "Su Xiaoxiao". This was a famous talented woman in the Ten Kingdoms, and one of the highest-ranking female candidates. Although female candidate was an honorary title, scholars knew that if a woman with this title could participate in the imperial examination, she could at least pass the exam and become a Jinshi!
Last year, Su Xiaoxiao dressed up as a man and wowed the whole audience with a poem at a medium-sized literary gathering in Kongcheng. A Jinshi was not convinced and said that poetry was useless and wanted to compete with Su Xiaoxiao in the interpretation of scriptures.
The two of them compared their knowledge of the classics on the spot. It turned out that Su Xiaoxiao's knowledge of the classics was far superior to that of the Jinshi. The Jinshi was so angry that he left in anger and never dared to see Su Xiaoxiao again.
Many scholars lamented that Su Xiaoxiao's talent was no less than that of the four great talents when they were young. It was just because she was a woman that she could not get the talent and could only be a female juren, not a real juren.
Fang Yun had a deep memory of Su Xiaoxiao because Su Xiaoxiao rejected the eldest son of a semi-saint family who wanted to take Su Xiaoxiao as a concubine. This matter became a sensation at the time.
Fang Yun has always sympathized with these talented women who have nowhere to display their talents.
"I am Su Xiaoxiao, and I am honored to meet Lord Xusheng." Su Xiaoxiao bowed obediently, and then stood there with lowered head and meek eyes, without any seductive look or fawning.
Yang Yuhuan smiled and said, "Thanks to Xiaoxiao for being here these days, she has taught me a lot."
Su Xiaoxiao said softly, "Sister Yuhuan is really smart. Her talent in the art of playing the zither far exceeds mine. I am ashamed of myself."
"I just like your mouth, you are so good at talking!" Yang Yuhuan said with a smile.
Fang Yun asked: "Are you really willing to work as a servant in my family?" Fang Yun did not say "slave" or "servant". He himself did not like such titles.
Su Xiaoxiao blushed and said softly, "Xiaoxiao was moved by the 'Ten Years of Life and Death' and couldn't help herself. After seeing the Holy Dao Eight-sided Sword yesterday, I realized that I was being stubborn. But I have already said it, and it's hard to take it back. I have fallen out with a nobleman in Kongcheng, and I am unfamiliar with Jingguo, so I had to bite the bullet and tell him the truth yesterday. Sister Yuhuan understands Xiaoxiao and said that she will stay here temporarily and leave when I have a place to go in the future."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I see. I have to prepare for the palace examination and cannot teach Yuhuan. You can be Yuhuan's female teacher and I will give you ten taels of tuition money every month. How about that?"
"Xiao Yun is so stingy. I have already agreed with her that she will receive twenty taels of silver per month as maintenance fee. She has already paid for half a year." Yang Yuhuan said with a smile.
Fang Yun laughed dumbly and said, "I am the one who is stingy. Yuhuan, how are you these days?"
Yang Yuhuan said, "With Xiaolong's protection and Xiaoxiao's heart-to-heart talk, everything will be fine."
Ao Huang shouted outside the door: "Don't call me little dragon, I am a big real dragon!"
Yang Yuhuan covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, and continued: "I just want to hear about your story. I listened to the "Fu of Afang Palace", and Xiaoxiao explained it to me word by word. It is really well written. I still don't understand the classics and policy essays, but I want to hear you talk about it."
Yang Yuhuan's eyes were full of admiration and attachment.
Fang Yun was almost melted by Yang Yuhuan's gentle eyes, and said softly: "Then I will tell you..."
Fang Yun recounted what had happened in a simple and clear manner, and finally recited the farewell poem he had written to Li Wenying.
After he finished speaking, Fang Yun turned his head and saw Ao Huang, Nu Nu, Yangui and Xiao Liuxing standing in a row on the threshold. Except for Xiao Liuxing, they all stared with wide eyes and listened carefully.
"Don't worry about having no friends on the road ahead, everyone in the world knows you. It's a really good poem. Listening to it gives me a sense of power that encourages my friends. It's really good." Yang Yuhuan whispered.
"Mr. Fang's farewells are unique. When he sent General Zhang Poyue away, he wrote 'The lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun'. When he sent Chang Dongyun away, he wrote a poem with hidden sharpness. But when he sent Mr. Jianmei away, it was different. There is always a kind of power that can shake people's hearts in your poems and essays."
Ao Huang nodded vigorously and said: "It can also shock the dragon's heart!"
Nunu patted Ao Huang with his little paw unhappily, as if to say, listen carefully and talk less!
Yang Yuhuan stood up and said, "You must be tired today. You should take a rest first. I will prepare dinner for you. You can go to bed after dinner. We still have to wait for the results to be announced tomorrow."
Fang Yun reached out and took Yang Yuhuan's hand, smiling and said, "Just ask the servants to prepare dinner. I want to talk to you more."
"Okay." Yang Yuhuan sat down happily and handed the Yinjiangbei to Fang Yun.
Soon, the food was served. After the family finished their meal, Fang Yun went to the study.
Fang Yun looked around the study room carefully. Although he had been away for three days, it felt like a lifetime ago.
The last time I left, it was with the thought of a permanent farewell.
Fang Yun held the official seal on the table.
The book is spread like the sea.
Fang Yun smiled helplessly, having known it would be like this, so he arranged them according to time and degree of closeness, starting with the most recent.
"Fang Xusheng, you are so mean! You said 'Who in the world doesn't know you' when you bid farewell to Li Wenying, but you gave me lotus flowers and lotus leaves! But that poem is really good, the only drawback is that the title is not 'Farewell to Zhang Poyue'! I am helping you tame the royal eagle demon commander, and I will definitely give you an eagle demon commander's private soldier before next winter! Damn, the eagle clan is hard to tame. I know you are busy, so I won't chat with you anymore, and you don't have to reply to my letter." (To be continued...)