The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Lu Baotou looked at the invitation in his hand, his heart was burning, and he loudly pushed aside the people at the entrance of the liberal arts college, wishing he could grow wings and fly to Fang Yun's house.

"Lu Baotou, long time no see!" An enthusiastic voice remembered. Lu Baotou took a closer look and saw that it was Fang Li, the father of the child prodigy Fang Zhongyong.

"It turns out to be Brother Fang. I have something urgent to deal with and I can't accompany you. I apologize!" Lu Baantou left in a hurry, but there was a sneer on his lips that no one could see.

Fang Li froze on the spot. He originally thought that he would be the "father of the head of the case" soon. He had also known Mr. Lu before and wanted to take the opportunity to show off his connections in front of his relatives and friends. However, the other party did not stop at all and did not give him any face.

Relatives and friends on the side immediately scolded him.

"How dare a police officer be so rude? Let's see what Zhong Yong says when he becomes the head of the case!"

"He's just a scholar, but Zhong Yong has the talent to be number one!"

Fang Li valued face the most, but he was worried about getting angry when the ranking was about to be released, so he said: "Don't pay attention to him. When the day comes when Zhong Yong rises to prominence, such a villain will bow his head! When the ranking is released, you guys can guess Zhong Yong's ranking."

"Of course it must be the leader of the case!"

"You are too humble. Who among the children in the county can compare with Zhongyong?"

"The people in front get out of the way and let this year's case go in first!"

Everyone in front got out of the way, Fang Li walked calmly with a smile on his face, Fang Zhongyong followed behind him.

Before Fang Li and others reached the golden list, there was an explosion around the golden list.

"What? Double-armor? Double-armor boy? The saint shows mercy. I, Jingguo, also have a double-armor boy, which is unprecedented!"

"I never thought that Fang would be the head of the double-A case!" A person who knew Fang Yun opened his mouth in surprise.

When Fang Li heard this, he smiled from ear to ear. Since the surname was Fang, it was right, and he was a double-armor. This was a great event for the ancestors, enough to build a memorial arch for future generations to look up to.

Fang Zhongyong, who was following his father closely, had a flash of panic in his eyes. He did not deny that he was a child prodigy, nor did he deny that he was confident of getting the first class in poetry, but he definitely did not believe that he could get the first class in "Please Holy Words" because He didn't know how to answer several questions and wrote random answers.

Fang Zhongyong hurriedly looked up at the list not far away. After a closer look, Fang Yun was at the top of the list.

Fang Li was about to praise his son when he noticed something was wrong with Fang Zhongyong's expression. He immediately squinted his eyes and walked a few steps quickly to look at the list.

Fang Yun, A, A.

Fang Zhongyong, middle grade, second grade.

The received case has made its first flight!

Fang Li shouted angrily: "There must be something wrong with this ranking! How could my son not be the leader of the case! I'm going to the capital to file a lawsuit! How can someone get a double-A boy student! I don't believe it!"

The officer in front of the gold list sneered: "You can complain as you please. Who doesn't know that this gold list has to pass the eyes of a semi-saint examiner? If there is a problem, it will happen long before the list is released. Do you need to complain?"

Relatives and friends of the Fang family looked confused.

"Fang Zhongyong is a child prodigy, why can't he be the leader of the case?"

"Who is that Fang Yun? He looks familiar."

"It's Fang Yun who has a child bride from Xishi in Jiangzhou. I was there during his parents' funeral, but I never thought that I would be the one to blame." The person who spoke calmly took a step away from Fang Li, and then looked around. , want to find good luck.

Fang Yun is not here.

The sun was setting in the west, shining on the carriage in front of Fang Yun's house, leaving a long shadow.

Four servants of the Liu family who had been to Fang Yun's house were also there, and in front of them stood a handsome scholar in white.

Fang Yun protected Yang Yuhuan behind him, looked at Liu Zicheng calmly, and said, "I don't know why Brother Liu paid a sudden visit."

Liu Zicheng glanced at Yang Yuhuan, showed a smile that he thought was polite, and flicked his fan, opening it and fanning it gently.

"Fang Yun, I heard that you were injured, so I came here in a hurry and brought the best medicine in Jiangzhou. How did you do in the Tongsheng test? You must have done poorly in the Tongsheng test even though you were injured, right? It doesn’t matter, I’ll take the exam again next year,” Liu Zicheng said with a smile.

But Yang Yuhuan sneered: "Stop your hypocritical face, I have seen through you a long time ago! This is the door of our house, get out of the way immediately, Xiaoyun and I want to watch the results!"

Liu Zicheng's smile froze on his face, and he said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether you go or not, Fang Yun won't be able to pass the exam anyway. Yuhuan, I am sincere to you. If you continue to be so willful, you will not be able to marry me until you get married." If you go home and my concubines are jealous, how can I help you?"

Before Fang Yun could speak, Yang Yuhuan stepped forward and took Fang Yun's arm, raised his head and said, "I will marry into the Fang family soon. Xiao Yun is already my husband-in-law, and you will never marry me!"

Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan in surprise. He had long seen that although Yang Yuhuan accepted his fate, he only treated him as a brother and a sister. He had never called him husband and father-in-law, but today he admitted in public that he still had some vague feelings. It means that the individual has consummated their marriage.

Fang Yun saw a slight blush on Yang Yuhuan's face. He didn't know whether it was from the sun or from shame.

Liu Zicheng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he suppressed his anger and said: "I know you just wanted to make me angry, but you succeeded! Fang Yun, if you are still stubborn and keep things that don't belong to you, within three days , there will be another disaster! This time, you won’t have any luck!”

Fang Yun said: "Do you admit that the four people behind you wanted to kill me last night?"

Liu Zicheng sneered and said: "Your tricks are of no use to me. I never said I would kill you. I, Liu Zicheng, have a scholarly position. Even if I cripple you, I will only lose money. Fang Yun, I will give you one last chance." , do you agree or not!”

Fang Yun said categorically: "Sister Yuhuan is my wife, no one can take it away! If you dare to mess around again, I will file a complaint with you at the Yamen! Also, you did maim me before and you only need compensation to close the case. , but now I am a child, and if you cripple me, it will be enough to deprive you of your fame and status!"

"You? Tong Sheng? Hahaha, did I hear it correctly? Did you hear it?" Liu Zicheng asked the servants behind him with a big smile.

"I heard that a poor man said that he was a child!" said one person.

Fang Yun looked calm and said: "I can pass the Tongsheng examination, thanks to you, Brother Liu. If Brother Liu hadn't lent me those semi-saint books, I might not have been able to pass the Tongsheng examination. If I become a scholar in the future, I will never forget to repay the favor. Brother Liu’s great kindness!”

The last four characters have a very strong accent.

Liu Zicheng stared at Fang Yun seriously, took a step forward, and asked aggressively: "I already knew on the way. The liberal arts academy in Ji County has not yet released the results. How do you know that you can pass the Tongsheng examination? Do you think that you can get into the Tongsheng test with just a few words? Can you fool me?"

"If you don't believe it, you can follow me to the entrance of the Academy of Arts and take a look. By the way, I am still a former student." Fang Yun said with a smile.

Liu Zicheng was stunned for a moment and laughed loudly.

"Tongsheng before the saint? Do you think I am a three-year-old child? I don't know how much you weigh? You can't even memorize the Thirteen Classics, and you can't even memorize the famous works of the three semi-sage examiners. What I have provided, as well as your half-assed level of poetry, are beyond the reach of even a middle-school student. Yes, you dare to say that you are a former saint? This is ridiculous! Fang Yun! Stop talking nonsense. If you don’t agree today, I will take two from you before I leave. Legs, let you know that I, Liu Zicheng, do what I say!”

Yang Yuhuan said hurriedly: "Liu Zicheng, don't bully me too much. My husband is now a former saint and has a literary title. If you dare to hurt him, I will go to the county government to complain!"

Fang Yun didn't expect Liu Zicheng to be so bold, and he secretly hated himself. If he hadn't had a relative from Zuo Quang, Liu Zicheng would never have dared to do this.

Fang Yun immediately said excitedly: "Liu Zicheng, if you are a real man, come with me to the county liberal arts college and see the gold list first. What, are you afraid? Haven't you always looked down on me? You can't even go to the liberal arts college. Don’t have any courage?”

Liu Zicheng smiled contemptuously and was about to agree when a servant behind him suddenly said in his ear: "Second Young Master, he seems to be a child born before the Holy Saint."

"What do you say?" Liu Zicheng asked hurriedly.

"I clearly remember the obvious scar on his forehead yesterday, and several of them also saw it, but now the scar has disappeared. Even if there is a panacea, it cannot be done. Only talent initiation can make such a big scar disappear overnight. "

Liu Zicheng was shocked and quickly looked back at the other servants.

"I remember."

"Yes, his words are very deep."

There was fear in the eyes of several servants. If Fang Yun was really a former saint, they would probably be in bad luck.

Liu Zicheng looked at Fang Yun again, and then realized that Fang Yun seemed different from usual today. He was calm and calm, his eyes were steady, and his temperament had changed greatly, as if he had suddenly become several years older.

Liu Zicheng looked at Yang Yuhuan, who made no secret of his disdain for him.

Liu Zicheng's eyes flickered, he was silent for a long time, and then he suddenly laughed ferociously and said: "The Academy of Arts has not released the results yet, and you have not gone to the holy place to formally pay homage. There is no child's uniform and child's sword, so it must be a fake! You are just a commoner now, I He is a scholar, and if he is crippled, you will only lose money!"

Fang Yun didn't expect Liu Zicheng to be so decisive.

"Go and stop him!" After Liu Zicheng said this, he ran onto the carriage and took out pen, ink and paper.

Fang Yun secretly said that something was wrong. Liu Zicheng was afraid of danger at close range and wanted to attack him with "paper tactics".

"Sister Yuhuan, back off!" Fang Yun said and rushed towards Liu Zicheng. He must not let him use paper tactics, otherwise he would have to be at his mercy.

However, the four experienced servants immediately pounced on Fang Yun, without any attempt at Fang Yun. They hugged his waist, arms, or legs, trapping Fang Yun in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yunde was so talented that he would be stronger than these four tall and powerful servants after only a few months of maintenance. However, his body was not yet fully restored and he was no match for the four of them.

Yang Yuhuan took a step forward to help Fang Yun, but realized that he was not strong enough and immediately ran towards Liu Zicheng to stop him from writing.

A servant immediately let go of Fang Yun and reached out to stop Yang Yuhuan.

Liu Zicheng spread the rice paper on the carriage, inserted the brush directly into the ink bottle, picked up the langhao pen filled with thick ink, and wrote on the paper. The energy surged around him, and a breeze blew, blowing his robes. .

Liu Zicheng wrote in extremely fast cursive script while reciting the ancient war hymn written by Jing Ke before he assassinated the King of Qin.

His talent is blended into the ink through the brush to form words, which have a strange resonance with the words. The vitality between heaven and earth is inspired by the words of talent.

As the strong wind rose, a human-shaped black mist gradually appeared next to Liu Zicheng. The human-shaped black mist had an unclear face and was holding a dagger. The dagger was obviously black mist, but it exuded a deep chill, turning the place into a cold winter.

Fang Yun felt desperate, and the other party actually used this famous war poem.

"The wind is rustling and the water is cold. The strong man is gone..."

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