The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Li Fanming's letter also appeared soon: "We were led astray by Zong Wude. The Zong family wanted to force him to break off relations with you. He didn't want to go back to the Zong family, but tricked us to Mount Tai, saying that since there is a custom of climbing mountains on the Double Ninth Festival, we should climb Mount Tai! I know about your affairs. Even my stupid rabbit doesn't worry about you, so I don't have to worry about it. It's good to lose. It's not shameful to lose to the great scholar. It's shameful for the great scholar to win you! I won't say anything more. A woman's side reminds me of my sister who married far away. I'm busy!"

"Beast!" Fang Yun replied with a smile.

Fang Yun kept accepting and replying letters on the way.

The road was smooth, because the number of people going to Yushan was far less than that of the other four mountains. The number of people going to the other four mountains was hundreds of thousands.

Unlike other ordinary cities, the holy temple in the capital was particularly powerful and had a wide range.

The power range of the holy temple in ordinary cities is a few miles outside the city wall, but the power of the holy temple in the capital also covers many fortresses a hundred miles away. Although the security of the capital is not as strict as that of Yuhai City, the power of the holy temple is even stronger.

The capital is also the only city in Jingguo that has a semi-holy true text to suppress it.

Yushan is a beautiful mountain ten miles away from the capital, and an important condition for the famous families in the capital is to have a villa in Yushan.

Any villa in Yushan is not less than 50,000 taels, and the largest villa is even worth tens of millions of taels.

After leaving the capital, Yushan is getting closer and closer. Fang Yun put down everything else, held Yang Yuhuan's hand, looked at Yushan together in the carriage, and whispered.

Yang Yuhuan said: "This mountain is similar to Jiling in our Ji County."

"Well, the shape is very similar." In fact, Fang Yun felt that there was a big difference in his heart, but since this matter is irrelevant, it is better to follow Yang Yuhuan's meaning. It is better to make one person happy than to make both unhappy.

The shape of the mountain is never as important as Yang Yuhuan's mood.

Yang Yuhuan said, "Well, seeing this mountain reminds me of your poem "Early Walk in Ji County". Even a woman like me who doesn't understand poetry thinks it's well written."

"Well, I don't care if others praise me, but I like it when Sister Yuhuan praises me." Fang Yun said.

Yang Yuhuan smiled gently, her face full of happiness.

Nunu immediately stood up and pointed at herself with her little paws to ask for praise, but Fang Yun reached out and pressed her back into his arms.

Fang Yun continued to talk with Yang Yuhuan and soon came to the foot of Yushan Mountain, where tens of thousands of carriages had been parked.

Fang Yun jumped off the carriage first. Yang Yuhuan was about to bend down to get off the carriage. Fang Yun stretched out his arms and held her horizontally in front of him, then bent down and slowly put her on the ground.

Yang Yuhuan cried softly the moment she was picked up, and then hurriedly covered her mouth.

After her feet landed, Yang Yuhuan kept her head down, her face red to the root of her neck.

Nunu walked around with graceful steps, looking up at Yang Yuhuan, curious about why she was shy. After thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure it out, so she simply jumped into Fang Yun's arms and cried to Yang Yuhuan, letting her see that she was being held by Fang Yun and was not shy at all.

Fang Yun reached out to hold Yang Yuhuan's hand and walked forward slowly.

Yushan Mountain is shaded by green trees and has a beautiful environment. A green stone staircase winds up along the hillside until it disappears.

There are many thinly dressed strong men under the stone steps, and there are some chairs beside them.

Fang Yun looked up and saw that there were hundreds of people climbing up, but only a dozen people were sitting on chairs.

Many porters were sitting at the foot of the mountain and worried.

Fang Yun pulled Yang Yuhuan to a four-person chair and said, "You are weak, go sit on a four-person chair, it is more stable than a two-person chair."

Yang Yuhuan hurriedly refused: "No! Why spend so much money? Besides, how can I be embarrassed to let someone carry me? I am not an official."

"Why, do you want me to carry you up?" Fang Yun said.

"That's even worse!" Yang Yuhuan stared at Fang Yun nervously, fearing that Fang Yun would really carry her up. If that happened, I don't know how many people would accuse the two of not observing etiquette.

"Since this is even worse, you can only choose the former." Fang Yun said with a smile.

Yang Yuhuan shook her head repeatedly and said, "I'm not a young lady. I'm not used to being carried by others. They are quite pitiful."

Fang Yun said seriously, "They don't need pity. They are paid for their own efforts, just like the officials, merchants, farmers and workers. If you must pity them, then I ask you, is it better to let them wait here for a day and go back hungry, or to choose four of them and let them work for rewards and go back to feed and clothe their families?"

Yang Yuhuan was stunned, and soon smiled slightly, saying, "Xiaoyun has really grown up and knows the truth that my sister doesn't understand. Well, I understand."

At this time, a cold voice came from behind.

"I will also choose a four-person chair."

Fang Yun looked back curiously and saw a woman wearing a black veil standing there. The woman's entire face was blocked by the black veil, and she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but she felt that this woman was very imposing.

"Yes!" A middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper immediately took the woman in black veil to find a chair.

Fang Yun glanced at the woman again, then took Yang Yuhuan to a chair, negotiated a price with the four people, and then went up the mountain together.

Although the chair for four people was stable, it was still shaking. Yang Yuhuan held the handrail with her right hand and held Fang Yun tightly with her left hand.

The official seal of Wenhou kept moving slightly, but Fang Yun didn't care because it was not an urgent letter. He kept holding Yang Yuhuan's hand and chatting with her with a smile.

"Sister Yuhuan, I remember you were very brave, why are you so timid now?"

"It's swaying, I'm a little scared." Yang Yuhuan's voice was a little timid, and she wanted to take back her left hand.

Fang Yun held her hand tightly and smiled, "It's okay, I'm here, you don't have to be afraid. Look at Nunu and Xiao Liuxing, they are so heartless."

Yang Yuhuan followed Fang Yun's gaze and saw Nunu running up and down the stone stairs like a puppy.

Xiao Liuxing was even more playful. He first flew quickly to the high steps, then rolled down the stairs with a gurgling sound, and Nunu followed behind and caught it with a smile.

People nearby often smiled knowingly. It was a good thing to have such a cute little animal accompany you on the way to climb the mountain.

Fang Yun looked back and saw that the masked woman in black veil was looking at the little fox. The previous momentum was gone, just like an ordinary woman.

The woman suddenly turned her head and looked at Yushan Mountain in the distance.

The Yushan stairs not only spread upwards, but also spread to both sides, forming a road leading to independent courtyards. Each courtyard is surrounded by lush trees, quiet and mysterious.

Fang Yun retracted his gaze, continued to hold Yang Yuhuan and chat with her.

Not long after, they reached the top of the mountain. Fang Yun paid the money, thanked the four bearers, and walked forward with Yang Yuhuan.

The top of Yushan Mountain is very wide, surrounded by some buildings and houses, and in the middle is simply a huge square, with tens of thousands of people waiting for the literary meeting to begin.