The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1135 Rice Searching Season

In the ancient land of Blood Mango, only scholars can establish a family.

The smallest family is the Tongsheng family, and the strongest family is the Daru family.

However, there has been no great scholar in the ancient land of Xuemang for many years, and the family with the highest status currently belongs to the great scholar family.

In the Blood Mango Land, everyone is a member of a certain family. Because they are not members of the family, they cannot survive in the Blood Mango Land.

Shengyuan Continent has national laws, and the Holy Court has the rules of the Holy Court. However, in the Xuemang Ancient Land, there are only patriarchal laws, that is, clan laws. Some clan laws are extremely strict and constitute the most basic rules of the Xuemang Ancient Land.

"I heard that three days after entering the Blood Mang Ancient Land, you will be affected by the Blood Mang Ancient Land, and your mind will be confused to a certain extent. You can only resist it by eating dragon grain rice. And the people of the Blood Mang Ancient Land have lived here for generations. Subtle changes in the bloodline can resist part of the power of the Blood Mang Ancient Land."

He was traveling very quickly, and soon he arrived near the town. Fang Yun lowered his head and observed carefully.

Different from ordinary towns in Shengyuan Continent, the towns here are tightly surrounded by walls. There are only four gates in the east, west, south and north for entry and exit. There are nearly a hundred arrow towers within the four walls, and many soldiers are practicing behind the walls.

The entire town has about four to five thousand houses and a population of about fifteen to twenty thousand.

Fang Yun nodded lightly. This town was almost the same as the previous records. Due to the constant harassment by the bear demon, at least one tenth of the people in the Blood Mango Land were soldiers. Once a battle broke out, all the people were soldiers, even teenagers. All the children will join the war as auxiliary soldiers.

Fang Yun descended and landed in front of the gate. He saw the two words "Yunzhen" written on the front door. These two words were powerful and strong. At a glance, it was clear that it was at least a masterpiece from the Three Realms.

Ten guards lined up on both sides. The leader looked at Fang Yun's robe carefully. He was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a few moments, and said with a fist in his hands: "I have met Master Hanlin, but you are from outside the ancient land of Blood Mango." ?”

Fang Yun smiled and said, "I'm from the Holy Yuan Continent."

The expressions of these soldiers changed slightly, and a few soldiers even frowned slightly.

The captain smiled and asked, "What is your purpose in coming to Yun Town? But you have made an appointment with others to search for rice together? Do you want to report it to the Hanlin clan leader of my family?"

"Uh... I was just passing by. I took a short rest and then left." Fang Yun didn't expect that now was the season to look for dragon grain rice.

Generally speaking, the leader of a city is a bachelor, and the leader of a town is a Hanlin. There is no concept of village in Xue Mang Ancient Land, because a village that is too small cannot survive.

The team leader immediately moved out of the way and said with a smile: "I understand, please help yourself."

Fang Yun nodded and entered Yun Town.

Pedestrians were coming and going on the street, including women carrying wooden basins and clothes, children running around in the street, scholars taking square steps, and vendors hawking things along the street.

Some children saw Fang Yun approaching with a smile, but then ran away shyly.

Fang Yun walked on the gravel road in Yun Town and found that the eyes of the people here, like those of the soldiers, had a faint red light. This was a sign of being born in the ancient land of blood mango. Such people have a certain influence on the power of the ancient land of blood mango. A certain amount of resistance, but precisely because of these red lights, these people have poor tempers and are easily angered, so civil war is prevalent in the Bloody Manggu Land.

In addition, Fang Yun found that there was no difference between these people and ordinary residents of Shengyuan Continent. Whether it was clothing or other habits, they were all normal.

Fang Yun was relieved, it seemed that this place was not as scary as the outside world said.

Fang Yun raised his head and looked at the sky. The dense light red clouds still lingered, which made people who were used to seeing the blue sky a little uncomfortable.

As Fang Yun walked, he observed the shops on both sides and found that the goods here were extremely scarce. Not to mention compared with the current Ning'an County, there was a huge gap even with ordinary counties in Shengyuan Continent.

Not long after, Fang Yun saw a restaurant called "Mingkeju" and remembered that some wines in the ancient Blood Mango Land added dragon grain rice during the brewing process. They not only had a mellow and rich aroma, but also had extraordinary effects. As soon as you move, you step into the residence of a famous guest.

Fang Yun glanced at the famous guest house. The style was very similar to the restaurant in Shengyuan Continent a hundred years ago. Both the shopkeeper and other guests stood up quickly and looked at him curiously.

The waiter in the store trotted over without touching his feet, bowed his head and smiled and said: "Master Hanlin is here to visit. The store is full of glory. Please go and take a seat in the private room on the second floor!"

The shopkeeper in black robe walked over quickly and said with a smile: "Young man, take the adults to the private room."

Fang Yun nodded and followed the shopkeeper to the second floor. Only then did the guests downstairs dare to sit down.

Walking up to the second floor, Fang Yun heard the noise and looked around. Guests in a private room were drinking and chatting.

The shopkeeper whispered: "They are Xunmi scholars who passed by Yuncheng. They may have drunk too much. If you are dissatisfied with the noise, I will go and persuade them."

"It doesn't matter. There's no reason why a restaurant shouldn't let people drink and talk. Find me a private room with a window and a pot of wine brewed from Longwen rice."

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed and said: "As soon as I saw your official uniform, I knew that you were not from the ancient land of blood mango. Dragon grain rice is very rare, and the shop does not have that kind of wine. You can only go to Juju, which is not far away." Dragon pattern rice wine can only be purchased in Yuncheng.”

"I see, then let's serve the best wine and six special dishes." Fang Yun said.

"Okay, come right away!" the shopkeeper said and left.

Fang Yun chose a private room and entered. It was nothing more than a separated box. The furnishings were pretty good, but the sound insulation was not good. You could still hear a few people talking in that private room.

Don't listen to what those people say. Fang Yun didn't listen to what they said deliberately. He sat by the window and thought carefully about what he would do in three months.

Finding the fragments of the Dragon Slaying Sword within three months is a fantasy. The right thing to do is to find enough dragon-patterned rice safely and then resist the mysterious power of the Blood Mang Ancient Land for three months.

Not long after, the wine and food came. Fang Yun drank a sip of wine and took a chopstick of each dish. In the end, he stopped touching the wine with a strange taste and picked two dishes to eat.

One dish was the mutton from the Blood Mang Ancient Land. After being cooked, the meat was still bright red. It had a strong smell of mutton at first, but after chewing, the sweet fragrance gradually overflowed. The other dish was a kind of green vegetable, which was scalded by boiling water and was crisp and refreshing.

These two dishes were foods that were not available in the Shengyuan Continent, and Fang Yun was very satisfied.

Just after eating the mutton, there was a knock on the door.

"The student of the Blood Mang Ancient Land pays homage to the Hanlin Master from another place."

"Come in." Fang Yun sat on the chair and turned his head to look at the door.

The door opened, and six people came in with wine glasses in their hands, and bowed to Fang Yun.

"Hello, Mr. Hanlin."

Fang Yun stood up, bowed, and smiled, "Hello, fellow writers." As he spoke, his eyes swept over the six people, and he made a preliminary judgment from their expressions, clothes, eyes, and movements. The attitudes of the two Jinshi and four Juren were a little subtle, and they seemed to have some thoughts about him, a Hanlin from a foreign land.

"I am Yun'ao, are you sent by the Holy Academy to look for rice?" a young Jinshi asked.

"I came to the ancient land of Xuemang and had nothing to do with looking for rice. I have other missions, so I can't say more." Fang Yun smiled, and the meaning was very clear.

Yun'ao was about to ask again, and the Jinshi next to him touched Yun'ao and said, "I am Yundan. I heard that Mr. Hanlin was here, so I came to toast. I hope you don't blame me for disturbing you. We will drink first as a sign of respect." After speaking, he raised his wine glass.

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