Fang Yun has always been a recluse and rarely participates in anything except major events. Now that everyone has finally found an opportunity, almost no one will give up on meeting Fang Yun.
The corridor from the third floor to the stairs on the second floor and then to the stairs on the first floor was completely blocked.
Fang Yun was in a good mood, so it was convenient for everyone to meet one by one.
Most of the people who came were not from Jing Country, and it was almost impossible for them to see Fang Yun on weekdays. They did not ask Fang Yun for anything, but they all had a heart for the human race, and when they met the only living virtual saint of the human race, they would definitely come to see him.
Most people just greeted Fang Yun, handed over their business cards or letters and then left. Some wealthy family heads or stewards of aristocratic families handed Fang Yun some poems or beautiful bags.
Except for a few men who requested Fang Yun's guidance, most of them were women's belongings, such as love poems or embroidery. The intention was obvious.
After Fang Yun took these things, he waited for the other party to leave and then handed them all to Yang Yuhuan.
"Jingguo is a good husband." Zhao Hongzhuang covered her mouth and chuckled, and Su Xiaoxiao also smiled and nodded.
Yang Yuhuan blushed and felt very happy.
After finally meeting everyone, Fang Yun, under the guidance of the merchant bank manager, met the people from the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.
The five dragons have all transformed into humans, and are well-mannered.
"Greetings to Saint Fang Xu!" Led by the Green-Clothed Dragon Marquis Ao Qingyue, all the dragons saluted together.
These five dragons had all seen Fang Yun a few days ago, and had even heard Fang Yun's "Journey to the West" with their own ears. That day they were just polite to Fang Yun, but today they were all respectful.
Fang Yun is already a virtual saint, and his status is even higher than that of an ordinary dragon king.
"You're welcome." Fang Yun smiled.
Ao Huang swam over like a fish and chatted with others with a smile.
The Green-clothed Dragon Marquis ignored him, and the other four dragons also looked disgusted, but they didn't really hate him, they were just joking. Ao Huang didn't care and shamelessly talked to them about the recent situation of the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
Fang Yun and his friends laughed secretly in their hearts, just because of Ao Huang's mean look. No wonder the dragons despised him. Fang Yun even suspected that the East China Sea Dragon Palace was eager for Ao Huang to come to Shengyuan Continent to harm the human race.
The blue-clothed Dragon Marquis came over and handed over a thick stack of silver notes on white paper with gold writing. These silver notes were not ordinary paper, but were mixed with a kind of silk from the ancient land of Confucius, as well as some residues from the manufacture of holy pages. They were very durable and could not be imitated.
"These are seventy pieces of ten million taels of silver notes from the Holy Court, totaling seven hundred million taels. The remaining three hundred million taels of silver notes will be delivered to your residence in two months. Of course, you can also request three hundred and fifty million taels of jewels instead."
"Qingyue, you are very thoughtful, but I still want silver notes. The entire Jing Kingdom cannot digest so many jewels in a year, plus the tax on the sale of jewels, it is better to ask for silver notes directly." Fang Yun said.
Qing Yi Long Hou smiled and said, "It's all what I should do. As for the Holy Land Dragon Ball, yours has not been made yet, but it will definitely be delivered to you before the Holy Land's ancestral gate opens."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "That doesn't matter. My purpose this time is just to raise money. It's a pleasant surprise to get the Holy Land Dragon Ball. But... His Majesty the Dragon Saint is really willing to give me such a precious thing?"
"Of course. I don't know why Grandpa Longsheng gave it to you. I only know that during the Moon Tree Divine Punishment, Grandpa Longsheng blamed himself for not being able to save you with all his strength. When you arrive at the Holy Land, you will understand that the importance of this item is even greater than the legend."
"Please thank His Majesty the Dragon Saint for me. If there is a chance, I will definitely reward you handsomely. However, please show mercy, His Majesty the Dragon Saint." Fang Yun said half-jokingly at last.
"Fang Xusheng is overthinking it." Qingyi Longhou laughed.
Afterwards, Fang Yun obtained the rest of the silver notes from the manager of the merchant bank, and used them to pay for the expenses and the cost of repairing the roof, and received a total of 960 million taels.
There were many wealthy families with assets exceeding 900 million taels of silver, but there were no more than five families with 900 million silver notes.
With the banknotes, the family returned to Quanyuan, talking and laughing, while Manager Tang was waiting in the side hall.
After dinner, Fang Yun chatted with Manager Tang in the study until late at night. This time, Manager Tang did not stay at Fang's house, but left in a hurry.
After the auction, Fang Yun returned to his usual routine.
He read the classics of the saints every day, and then learned the hundreds of skills in the world of strange books, mainly learning knowledge that did not exist in the Shengyuan Continent, in preparation for the future as a county magistrate. At the same time, he practiced verbal battles and war poems every day without slacking off.
Every day, Fang Yun still only sleeps for one hour.
After returning from the spring hunt, Fang Yun still had to go to the academy to study every day and take the "Palace Examination Class" to learn how to govern a county. After all, the results of the Palace Examination were extremely important and could not be taken lightly.
Fang Yun's status has changed, but his attitude towards his classmates has not changed much. The students of the academy were very excited to see Fang Yun at first, but later they got used to it and still maintained courtesy and would greet Fang Yun respectfully when they saw him.
Fang Yun liked this change. He could walk around the academy occasionally and no longer felt afraid to take a walk in the academy like before.
Fang Yun occasionally encountered students gathering together to discuss poetry or articles in the academy. When invited, Fang Yun would give some guidance, which benefited the students a lot.
After nearly a year of study, Fang Yun's knowledge has improved by leaps and bounds. He has read hundreds of times more than an ordinary scholar and has already shown the rudiments of being able to embrace all things.
Compared with last year, Fang Yun's steps are steadier, his eyes are more determined, and his words are more fluent.
Manager Tang comes to the Fang family almost every day.
On the afternoon of the 30th day of the first lunar month, Fang Yun was reading in his study when he heard a familiar voice outside the door.
"Fang Xusheng, it's done! More than a hundred shopkeepers in charge of various states, capitals, and Kongcheng have worked together, thousands of shopkeepers in various prefectures have done it themselves, and the shopkeepers of various county bookstores are in charge of this matter. Among them, the houses in 70% of the areas have been renovated, the books have been put into storage, and the staff have been in place. Everything is operating according to the rules you set. The houses in the other 30% of the areas may need to be renovated in a few days or need to be newly built. What do you think?"
Manager Tang said this as he pushed the door open.
Fang Yun said slowly, "This matter concerns the teaching of the Holy Way, so it is better to do it sooner rather than later. 70% of the regions are enough. The draft of tomorrow's Literary Newspaper has probably been finalized, but according to convention, it will be printed tonight. Now there is still a chance. With the ability of your Xuanting Bookstore, it shouldn't be difficult to get this matter published tomorrow? If there are any difficulties, I will personally come forward."
Manager Tang laughed and said, "It's just a small matter. How can we trouble Lord Xusheng to come in person? You can rest assured that this matter will definitely appear in the Wen Bao, and at least on the second page. The possibility of it being on the front page is relatively small."
"Then I'll trouble Manager Tang."
"You're welcome. However, I really admire your generosity. The cost of purchasing the house alone is more than 200 million taels of silver. With other expenses, it is a full 250 million taels. But this is just the beginning. You will expand to various towns and the cost will double. After next year, you will have to spend a lot of money every year to maintain it."
"Money is just a thing outside of the body."
"It's just... I'm afraid there will be some criticism." (To be continued...)