The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

As usual, Fang Yun continued reading and studying in the latter half of the night. He took time to sort out what he would teach tomorrow and used lesson plans that would only be available in later generations. He did not fall asleep until early in the morning. After sleeping for an hour, he got up in high spirits.

After breakfast, people from the Academy of Etiquette sent an etiquette officer to come and bring lecture robes, and then instruct Fang Yun on the etiquette of lectures.

The opening of lectures in Yuexiyuan is a grand event in the academy, and the process is a little complicated.

When the time came, Fang Yun pushed open the door and walked out, and the carriage specially used for Shangshe students stopped in front of the door. The academy is huge, so traveling by carriage will be much more convenient.

Before Fang could get on the carriage, he saw Qiao Juze, who lived in the Shangshe District, hurrying over with his book boy.

"Brother Fang, we have something important to discuss. Come with me to Yuexiyuan." Qiao Juze held the front hem of the white Jinshi uniform with his left hand and waved to Fang Yun with his right hand.

Fang Yun noticed that Qiao Juze's expression was not good, so he stopped and waited for him to come.

Qiao Juze lowered his head and gave an order, and the book boy stopped and changed his way to Yuexiyuan.

Qiao Juze walked to the carriage and said, "You go first."

Fang Yun was not polite, lifted up his robe and stepped onto the carriage, followed by Qiao Juze.

The coachman flicked his long whip, the tip of the whip crackled, and the carriage moved forward slowly.

Qiao Juze whispered: "You have to be careful today."

"Brother Qiao, why did you say this?" Fang Yun asked.

"The young Duke was punished by thunder in Lingyan Pavilion yesterday. He was holding a grudge and didn't know what he said. King Kang invited Mo Zhibi, a master of calligraphy in Yanzhou's three realms, overnight. In addition, Qin Dao, who had a good relationship with Zuo, The master of Three Realms, Jiao Song, and the Master of Three Realms Painting, Ruan Ling, who were greatly favored by the Lei family, will also come."

Fang Yun's pupils involuntarily dilated, his eyes sparkled, and he asked, "Is this true?"

"Of course it's true! In the land of Jingguo, their affairs can be hidden from others, but it is impossible to hide their affairs from our Chen Sheng family. Even if our ancestors are about to die, they are still semi-saints!" Qiao Juze's tone showed a little pride. .

Fang Yun sighed softly and said: "This matter is troublesome. The names of these three people are like thunder. Don't say that what I said is wrong, even if there are a few flaws, they will be discovered and reprimanded, which is enough to make my first Lectures and jokes.”

Qiao Juze said: "These three are all masters, and it stands to reason that they won't do anything too mean, but you have to know that the Lei family hates you to the core, and the Prime Minister Zuo and King Kang even think that you are preventing the Qing Kingdom and the Wu Kingdom from carving up our country. If the country resorts to drastic measures, I’m afraid you won’t be able to bear it.”

Fang Yun asked: "Is there any way to prevent the three people from coming?"

"No, the three of them are not only qualified to enter the Yuexi Academy, but also qualified to sit in and sit down. Unlike ordinary students who can only stand and listen to lectures."

"This is troublesome." Fang Yun frowned and thought.

Qiao Juze said: "When you give lectures, be careful not to seek merit, but to have no faults. Even if you are said to be mediocre in talent, you cannot let them find out your big mistakes."

"This is a way." Fang Yun said.

"Beyond that, it all depends on what you say. With your ability, you might be able to silence them. After all, you are ranked ninth on the hunting list. After all, you are ranked first in Lingyan Pavilion. One son! Even if you have no merit before, your reputation as the only full-time and first-ranking son in Lingyan Pavilion will be passed down for generations." Qiao Juze looked at Fang Yun with envy.

Fang Yun smiled slightly and said: "Be fully prepared, have the best hope, and prepare for the worst."

"Okay! That's insightful. However, today the civil and military officials can't come to the Yuexi Academy. They are probably already quarreling in the court hall. Your reward is too big, and I'm afraid it will make a hole in the Jinluan Palace. I don't know what will happen. There won't be any noise until tomorrow," Qiao Juze said with a smile.

Fang Yun smiled helplessly: "Last time I suppressed a state and let hundreds of officials fight for a day. This time they should have experience. If it were me, we would discuss it in batches and sections."

"This method is very good. It is estimated that the court meetings in the next three days will be about your rewards. It is a pity that you did not become a Jinshi. If you became a Jinshi, your official position may not be high, but your status will definitely be the same as a second-grade official!"

"I'm not interested in official positions, I just want a literary position." Fang Yun said.

"Indeed, literary position comes first."

The two kept talking, and after a while, they heard dense but low voices coming from outside the car.

Fang Yun opened the door curtain and saw that there were not many people on the road, but there were dense crowds of people standing on both sides of the road and in the garden opposite Yuexiyuan.

As the carriage moved forward, the sounds of conversation turned into a buzzing sound, like mosquitoes flying in the sky.

Qiao Juze also glanced out the window and said with a smile: "Except for Wen Xiang's annual lectures, there has not been such a grand event in Jingguo for many years. Even the major literary conferences are not like today. Guess who you just discovered?"

"Who?" Fang Yun asked.

"Master Xu, the Right Shaoqing of Dali Temple."

"You Shaoqing of Dali Temple is a high-ranking official of the third rank. Mr. Xu should be a member of the Imperial Academy. He should be at the court meeting today. Why are you here? Are you not afraid of impeachment by the Censor Qingliu of the Supervisory Yuan?"

"You don't know that Mr. Xu is a lover of calligraphy and painting. He would rather risk being fined to come to your place to listen to your lectures. He looks sick and sick. He is probably pretending to be sick and taking leave just to come to you."

Fang Yun smiled and said: "That's it."

"Those celebrities who live in seclusion in the capital, who are proficient in the piano, calligraphy and painting, will definitely come. I heard that the courtesans in various flower houses have tried their best to attend the lectures. They disguise themselves as men and serve as Jinshi Only when you are a follower are you qualified to go outside the Yuexi Courtyard. By the way, do you know how many taels are paid for this kind of listening qualification?" Qiao Juze raised a finger.

"One hundred taels?" Fang Yun asked.

"It's one thousand taels of silver! A small restaurant in Beijing that does a lot of business only makes this much in a year." Qiao Juze said.

"Crazy." Fang Yun shook his head gently.

"They are not crazy, but extremely smart! Spend one thousand taels today, and go back to talk about poetry and painting with guests under the name of Fang Zhenguo's disciple, and your value will definitely skyrocket! You see, within three days, those Hua Niang and Ge Ji who didn't come will definitely regret it, and will try their best to get closer to you."

Fang Yun laughed, he didn't expect that he still had the ability to stimulate Jingguo's economy.

The carriage stopped under Yuexiyuan, Qiao Juze got off the horse first, and then casually lifted the curtain to make it easier for Fang Yun to get out of the car.

Near the entrance of Yuexiyuan are either celebrities in Beijing or students of the academy, no ordinary people.

When everyone saw that the son-in-law of the Jinshi of Chen Sheng family actually lifted the car door like a servant, they realized that there was a big man in the car, and immediately stood up straight, with a serious face, and stopped talking.

Fang Yun walked out.

Everyone thought the young face looked a little strange, but they suddenly realized it when they saw that it was Fang Yun. A few people had never seen Fang Yun before, so they asked in a low voice, and nodded slightly after getting the answer. Fang Yun was qualified to receive such treatment.

"Good morning, Brother Fang!" A Jinshi who had toasted Fang Yun at the Double Ninth Festival said loudly.

"Thank you, Brother." Fang Yun smiled and bowed.

Then, greetings came one after another, and Fang Yun bowed.

The morning sun shone on Fang Yun's black and gold-patterned lecture robe. The lecture robe was wide and solemn, making Fang Yun look a little mature.

After getting off the car, Fang Yun walked towards the gate of Yuexiyuan, and the guard indicated that it was not time yet.

Fang Yun stood in front of the door and looked around. There were crowds of people in front of him, and people kept rushing over from a distance.

Tens of thousands of scholars, students, beauties and ladies looked at Fang Yun. Some bold women even jumped high to look at Fang Yun, and some even waved to Fang Yun, but they didn't dare to shout.

Facing tens of thousands of ardent eyes, Fang Yun smiled, after all, he had seen bigger scenes.

Soon, high-ranking scholars arrived one after another, and even many university scholars from the holy families. Fang Yun politely greeted these senior gentlemen.

Not long after, a strange old man got off the carriage, and there were actually two gorgeous beauties supporting him. He trembled with every step, and he was so old that he was about to die, but he never fell down.

The old man was dressed in a blue university scholar's robe.

Fang Yun took a closer look and saw that the university scholar had sparse white hair, age spots all over his face, his teeth fell out, and his lips shrank into his mouth, but his eyes were clear and he was smiling.

Fang Yun knew that the university scholar who was so old and still had two beautiful beauties serving him and was so ostentatious could only be the legendary one. Although that person was not one of the four great talents, he was also called "Jun". Fang Yun suddenly had a headache and had to go forward with everyone to greet him.

"Meet Mr. Hua Jun..."

"Meet Mr. Hua..."

"Yes! Yes!" Mr. Hua Jun nodded with a smile, and his dry old hands did not forget to caress the jade hands of the concubines on both sides.

Everyone left one after another, but Mr. Hua Jun's eyes swept over everyone and finally fell on Fang Yun, smiling and said: "It's you, the young man who dares to stand there can only be Fang Yun! Bastard, on the Dragon Boat Festival, the Qixi Festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the Double Ninth Festival, you have taken away my reputation in the flower house! You must drink flower wine with me in a few days, otherwise I will call all the girls in the capital to block your door!"

Fang Yun smiled bitterly and said: "If I have the opportunity, I will drink and appreciate flowers with Mr. Hua Jun."

"That's right, you are teachable! Today is your big day for teaching, I won't disturb you, you rely on piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to become famous in the flower house today, and tomorrow I will teach you how to appreciate "flowers." "Mr. Hua Jun said with a smile.

Fang Yun nodded repeatedly in agreement. Although Hua Jun was not good at other things, he was unparalleled in writing erotic poems. His handwritten erotic poems could even help with sex, which was magical. Famous brothels in the ten countries all had his handwritten masterpieces, and countless prostitutes were willing to devote themselves to him.

Hua Jun was over ninety years old, but he still loved women. He was one of the four great wonders of the human race.

Not long after, the bell rang, and the guard slowly pushed open the door of Yue Xi Yuan, and then shouted: "It's the second quarter of the Chen hour, everyone enter."

Unlike ordinary lecture halls, Yue Xi Yuan is an open-air lecture hall, and at the innermost part is a tall statue of Confucius, which is twenty feet high.

In front of Confucius, everyone is a student.

In front of the statue of Confucius is a literary platform, and from the literary platform to the door are fan-shaped stepped seats.

There are neatly arranged futons on the stone steps closer to the literary platform, and there are no futons farther away, so everyone can only stand on the steps to listen to the class.

Fang Yun bowed to everyone, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards the Wentai.

At the same time, a group of people walked into the side door of Yuexiyuan, carrying three animals and incense and candles and other sacrificial items, and slowly walked towards the Wentai.