The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"I heard that Shushan has ended. Congratulations on passing the fifth mountain. You should be on your way to the capital now. It's a pity. Otherwise, you could attend the Chen family's wedding and get to know Jingguo Junyan."

Fang Yun smiled slightly after reading it and wrote back: "I am already in the capital."

Not long after, Zhao Hongzhuang passed the letter again, and joy burst out between the lines: "Really? Very good! You will have someone take you to the Chen Mansion in the inner city right away."

"If it's not an important banquet, I won't go."

"Chen Jing's wedding."

"But Chen Jing, the genius from the Chen Sheng family?" Fang Yun asked.

"Of course it's him. Originally you could come or not, but this wedding is valued by Mrs. Chen. Mrs. Chen is the grandmother of the current head of the Chen family, and she is the grandson-in-law whom Chen Sheng has praised many times. Even the Queen Mother wants to see her. Visit her in person instead of asking her to see her in the palace It doesn't matter if others don't come. If you are a model of literature in the capital and haven't come yet, I don't know how many people will gossip about you. I heard that you have a good relationship with the Chen family, so you should come quickly. It's not too late now. I didn’t go in, I was just waiting for you at the door.”

When Fang Yun heard that she was Mrs. Chen from the Chen Sheng family, she was filled with admiration. Back then, Chen Sheng was trapped in an ancient place and had not been seen for ten years. It happened that the Chen Sheng family encountered a big crisis again. In the end, it was Mrs. Chen who relied on her cleverness to Her skills were maintained, and Chen Sheng immediately gave her a twenty-year life extension fruit after returning.

Fang Yun originally wanted to tidy up the house before leaving, but Zhao Hongzhuang sent another message: "Come here quickly. Mrs. Chen is about to expire. This wedding of Chen Jing's is just for happiness, hoping to let the old lady live a little longer. It will be too late after a while.”

"Okay, I'll go right away." Fang Yun was not afraid of other people gossiping, but Zhao Hongzhuang had to decide what he wanted.

Fang Yun found Miss Lan sent by the palace to explain her intentions, and Miss Lan immediately ordered a carriage to send Fang Yun away.

Fang Yun sat down in the carriage and observed the environment through the window.

Jingguo Academy is the largest academic institution in Jingguo, and it is built according to the standards of a small city.

All you see are readers.

Not only are outstanding scholars and scholars from all over the country gathered here, but also a large number of children, scholars and scholars from the capital gathered here. At the same time, there were also scholars or scholars from all over the ten countries who came here to study and live temporarily.

The architecture here is very peculiar and has no fixed style. Every time you go to an area, you feel like you have entered another country. There are rough stone houses, stilt bamboo buildings, water-painted boats, and small cave dwellings. There are all kinds of buildings, numerous but not chaotic, and complex. Buza, like a picture scroll of the Ten Kingdoms, makes people feel particularly comfortable.

Unlike other places, there are female students in Jingguo Academy, but they are all from wealthy families. Because currently women cannot obtain talents and academic degrees, these women are mainly here for gold plating. Scholars from wealthy families are most fond of marrying female students.

Fang Yun looked at the female students who were chatting and laughing, and sighed. It was better to be able to study than not to be able to study. The human race has been making progress.

Fang Yun looked out the window. The atmosphere in the academy was exceptionally clean. Whether he was debating scriptures or comparing poems, whether he was chasing or fighting or having fierce arguments, it was much purer than outside, with pure joy and pure hatred.

As the carriage left the academy and entered the capital city, Fang Yun immediately felt a depressing aura coming towards his face. It was completely opposite to the one in the academy, making it unclear which world was real.

Facing the hustle and bustle of the city, Fang Yun missed the atmosphere in the academy.

However, the scenery of the capital is also good. It is far more grand than Yuhai City and Dayuan Mansion. It is worthy of being the capital of a country. It is quite impressive and can always bring a sense of freshness to Fang Yun who comes to the capital for the first time.

Fang Yun remembered that he had not prepared any gifts, so he rummaged through the jelly beans.

You can't get rid of cheap things, but other things are too valuable, such as moon lotus, purple dry wood, dragon's breath stone carvings, etc. are all priceless treasures. The worst of all the treasures is the Juren Cultural Treasure, with a market price of at least one hundred thousand taels of silver. The key is that it is a spare cultural treasure and cannot be given away casually.

As for the treasures that can be given as gifts, they have all been stored in the Holy Courtyard.

In the end, Fang Yun decided to send a banknote. Although it was a bit tacky, it didn't hurt.

The Academy is close to the inner city, and the carriages bear the royal symbol. The journey was smooth, and soon they arrived at the famous Chongsheng Street. The streets were busy with traffic, and a large number of carriages came and went.

The sun is about to set, and lights are on both sides of the road, making the streets look like daylight and extremely lively.

Not long after, the coachman turned around and said, "Master Wenhou, the eldest princess's carriage is right there. There is a small sword woven with red rope hanging on her carriage. It is most easily recognized."

"Thank you." Fang Yun took out a tael of silver and thanked the coachman, then walked towards Zhao Hongzhuang's carriage.

Fang Yun went all the way, but no one recognized him. When he approached the carriage, a guard who had accompanied Zhao Hongzhuang to Yuhai City noticed Fang Yun and hurriedly knocked on the window outside.

Zhao Hongzhuang opened the door curtain and walked over. She was wearing a scholar's robe and holding a folding fan. She jumped out of the carriage nimbly, then waved to Fang Yun, her eyes filled with the joy of seeing each other again after a long absence.

Fang Yun walked over in three steps and two steps at a time, and was about to call her princess, but seeing that she was dressed as a man and full of heroism, he temporarily changed his name and called her by her pseudonym: "Brother Zhuzhen, you are fine."

The smile on Zhao Hongzhuang's face became even brighter. She liked this title more than princess.

"You're here just in time. The wedding banquet will start in a quarter of an hour at most. Come on, I'll go in with you." Zhao Hongzhuang did not shy away from suspicion and walked towards the Chen Mansion with Fang Yun, followed by the carriage.

Fang Yun looked at the carriages coming and going and said, "I didn't expect there were so many carriages here."

Zhao Hongzhuang smiled and said, "It has been like this since noon. Look at these carriages that left. Their owners are not qualified to participate in the wedding banquet, but the Chen family is the first family in Jingguo today. Even if they are not invited to the wedding banquet, they must send some gifts."

Fang Yun whispered, "Is it okay for me to send ten thousand taels of silver notes? I came too hurriedly and didn't prepare any gifts."

"Ten thousand taels of silver notes are not a small amount. It doesn't matter. Let's go." Zhao Hongzhuang and Fang Yun were in front, followed by several palace guards carrying gift boxes.

When they arrived at the door, the two presented the gifts and walked in together.

The Chen Mansion was decorated with big red lanterns everywhere, and it was full of joy.

As the two walked in, people kept greeting Zhao Hongzhuang.

"Hello, the eldest princess."

"Brother Zhuzhen!"

"Hongzhuang..."

Zhao Hongzhuang just smiled slightly when she met her peers, and politely returned the greetings when she met her elders. She didn't have much of the airs of the eldest princess.

Fang Yun has been with Zhao Hongzhuang, but no one knows him, and no one asks him, so the journey is quiet.

The Chen family mansion is a garden covering a large area. After walking for a long time, Fang Yun came to a wide courtyard with many tables and chairs. There are fewer guests than in the previous courtyard.

After entering the Chen family courtyard, Fang Yun immediately found that this place is different from other places. The black clothes of the juren became very rare, and the white clothes of the jinshi embroidered sword clothes and the white clothes of the Hanlin black plum clothes suddenly increased, and there were even blue clothes. The figure of the university scholar.

This kind of scene is not seen in Jiangzhou, and Fang Yun thinks of the days in Kongcheng.

In addition to the civil service clothes, many people here are wearing yellow robes, obviously the royal family of the Zhao family.

Before the two of them stood firm, many Zhao family children called Zhao Hongzhuang over.

Zhao Hongzhuang smiled helplessly, as if she was very reluctant to talk to those people, and said, "I'll be back soon, please wait."

Fang Yun watched Zhao Hongzhuang leave, but he didn't care. He glanced at the main hall in front of him. The people in it were even more unusual, and there were even two purple-robed scholars.

Fang Yun was about to find a place to sit down, and suddenly found someone looking at him, so he looked at that person. The person was wearing black clothes like himself, with red lips and white teeth, jade-like face, and was extremely handsome. He looked in his early twenties, but his eyes were particularly calm. If you only looked at his eyes, you would think he was a middle-aged man.

The young man nodded slightly to Fang Yun, and Fang Yun also nodded, then found an empty corner to sit down and wait for Zhao Hongzhuang.

The courtyard was noisy, and Fang Yun didn't care what others said. He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it slowly.

Not far away, the young man who was watching Fang Yun suddenly asked the white-robed scholar beside him, saying, "Brother Yi, who is that person, and why is he so close to Hongzhuang."

The white-robed scholar was originally indifferent, but after hearing this, a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Fang Yun.

"I don't know him. He looks okay. He has an outstanding temperament at a young age, and he seems to be an extraordinary person. Little Duke, do you know him?" said the young man surnamed Yi.

The little Duke said, "I don't know him either. But you and I know the outstanding disciples of the Saint Family and the geniuses of various countries in recent years. This person is probably a rising star in the capital, full of knowledge, so Hongzhuang brought him to such an important wedding banquet."

"He is younger than Hongzhuang, he can't be a member of your Zhao family."

"Mingtian, how can I not recognize a member of the Zhao family? What's more, Hongzhuang is too close to him, not like a relative." The little Duke glanced at Yi Mingtian, his eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his head to drink.

Yi Mingtian said, "Who of you has seen this person?"

Everyone at the same table looked at Fang Yun and shook their heads one after another.

"I've never met him."

"He should be the son of a wealthy family in Jingguo."

"He is definitely not from the Saints' family. I don't know where he came from." A black-clothed scholar sneered.

The others laughed, but did not speak.

Fang Yun noticed that many people were looking at him, so he turned his head to look at where they were. He found that the handsome young man who looked at him before was smiling and had no malice, but the sturdy white-clothed scholar next to him was vaguely hostile, and the scholar's clothes were slightly different from those of Jingguo, and he was obviously from Wuguo.

Fang Yun did not hear what those people said, nor did he care what they said, so he turned his head to look elsewhere.

Yi Mingtian snorted lightly, sat steadily on the chair, and said: "I see that this person has extraordinary character and appearance, and I want to make friends with him. Who can help me invite him over?"

"I'll do it!" The scholar stood up immediately.

"Thank you, Brother Zhuang." Yi Mingtian said.

"You're welcome."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and walked to Fang Yun's desk, bowed and said, "Hello, brother. Brother Yi sees that you are extraordinary and wants to make your acquaintance. May I honor you?"

Fang Yun asked, "Is that the Jinshi of Wu or the Jinshi of Jing?"

"Jinshi." Mr. Zhuang smiled reservedly, with a hint of arrogance hidden in his smile.

"Oh, not interested." Fang Yun didn't want to make friends with someone who was inexplicably hostile to him.

"Do you know who he is? You are so ungrateful, do you know the price of angering him?" Mr. Zhuang said unceremoniously.

"Oh? Then do you know the price of angering me?"