The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"Stick back!" Fang Yun pushed Ao Huang's faucet away with one hand and rubbed the painful area with the other.

"Fang Yun, you are so awesome! No, you are too dragon! You are even more powerful than this dragon! Yesterday, I almost scared away my scales, and I almost scared Longquan out. You are better, you can shock the saint with a single article, and backhand Knock out all the saints in the demon world with one slap! So cool!"

Fang Yun smiled and said: "What is Longquan?"

"Hehe...it's just dragon urine. I think we are also a reading dragon, so we should be more elegant." Ao Huang laughed, a little embarrassed.

Fang Yun was about to laugh and scold Ao Huang when he saw Yang Yuhuan appear from the door and hurriedly walked over, grabbed her hands and stared at her affectionately.

Yang Yuhuan's eyes were still a little swollen from crying for three days in a row. She never expected that Fang Yun would stare at her affectionately in public. She immediately blushed, lowered her head, and whispered softly: "No, they are watching."

Fang Yun didn't care about anyone at all, but this was a society with strict etiquette after all, so he held Yang Yuhuan's waist with his right hand and said with a smile: "Madam, let's go back to the room and talk."

Yang Yuhuan was happy and shy, leaning on Fang Yunxiang and walking inside.

"嘤嘤!嘤嘤!" Nunu waved his claws and threw the inkstone turtle into the flower bed and threw it into Fang Yun's arms.

Fang Yun stretched out his left hand to support Nunu and said with a smile: "Is Nunu good these days?"

"Hey!" The little fox looked at Fang Yun with tears in his eyes. His tears fell straight down and he kept wiping his tears with his little paws.

Yang Yuhuan's eye circles were also red.

"Xiao Yun escaped divine punishment yesterday, didn't he promise not to cry?" Yang Yuhuan reached out and gently stroked the little fox's head.

The little fox nodded and lay obediently in Fang Yun's arms.

Fang Yun completely ignored the others and walked inside with Yang Yuhuan and Nunu. Ao Huang put the dragon's head on Fang Yun's shoulder as before, but Fang Yun glared at him and moved away dejectedly.

"Shocking Saint is amazing, isn't it? One day, this dragon will go to Grandpa Long's place to anger him once, which can be regarded as Shocking Saint! But it was so thrilling yesterday, Fang Yun, do you have any ideas? Even the Moon Tree God's Punishment can't kill you, in the future you Who else are you afraid of? Uh... you'd better not mess around in those dangerous ancient places. It's useless for you to write a lot of shocking scriptures in those places. You are not strong enough now. When you are strong enough, go to the demon world with this dragon. Go crazy!"

Fang Yun said: "Let's talk about these things tomorrow."

Ao Huang rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, it's most important that you and your sister-in-law reunite. Nunu, don't disturb their reunion."

"Huh?" Nunu looked at Ao Huang in confusion.

"Eagle, what eagle? Come here, don't disturb the young couple!" Ao Huang said with a straight face.

"Ao Huang, stop talking nonsense!" Fang Yun glared at Ao Huang.

The little fox looked at Fang Yun, then at Yang Yuhuan who was blushing, jumped out of Fang Yun's arms, and then rushed to Ao Huang's head, grabbing Ao Huang's dragon horns with his two front paws, as if walking on a dragon, Majestic.

Ao Huang said angrily: "How many times have I told you that this dragon is a real dragon? Real dragon, do you understand? You are not allowed to step on my dragon's head, you are not allowed to step on it! Fang Yun, take care of your little fox, I simply don’t take this dragon seriously! I’ll be damned if the bad guys in Dragon Palace know about it! If the raccoon rides on my head, how can I be the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea in the future? Well, the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea has been booked by my sister. I will go to grab the Dragon Palace of the West Sea in the future. Nunu, if you do! You are still riding on my head, so I can help this dragon in the future!”

Fang Yun was too lazy to pay attention to this chatty dragon and continued to walk into the house with Yang Yuhuan.

"Hey!" Nunu patted her chest and put on a particularly righteous look!

"Okay! It's settled then! Where's Little Meteor?" Ao Huang looked at Little Meteor.

The small meteor was originally wandering in the sky, but it immediately stopped when Ao Huang asked, and then continued to wander.

"It means you agree! By the way, where is the little turtle?" Ao Huang looked at the inkstone who was cleaning up the mud.

Yangui glared at Ao Huang, opened his mouth and screamed. Although he couldn't make a sound, he appropriately expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Yes, you agreed! When the day comes when this dragon is strong enough, we, the four great talents of Dragon, Turtle, Fox and Stone, will fight together to the West Sea Dragon Palace to help me win the title of Dragon Saint of the West Sea."

Inkstone rolled his eyes at Ao Huang and continued to clean up the dirt on his body.

Ao Huang looked proud and said: "Add one more Fang Yun, and those are the five great talents. They will definitely win!"

Nunu held her forehead with her little paws, looking like she had a headache.

It wasn't until he helped Yang Yuhuan into the house to sit down that Fang Yun discovered that there was a girl wearing coarse clothes following her. This girl was petite and exquisite, with a face as delicate as one painted by a master of Wukong Painting. She looked like an elegant orchid standing in the room. middle.

This girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a faint bookish look in her brows and an indescribable agility in her eyes. Fang Yun knew at a glance that she was not an ordinary girl.

"Who is this..." Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan and asked.

Yang Yuhuan stood up immediately, held the girl's hand and said with a smile: "She is Su Xiaoxiao. She was sent here by Master Detian of the Kong family. After listening to your song "Prison Dream", she thought you were not good enough. She deserved such humiliation and swore to serve her as a maid for the rest of her life. I refused to listen to any advice, so I had no choice but to leave her behind. I just couldn't bear to let her do menial work. She was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she happened to be my teacher. ”

Fang Yun was stunned when he heard the name "Su Xiaoxiao". She was a talented woman famous in ten countries, and she was one of the highest-ranking female candidates. Although the title of Female Examiner is an honorary title, scholars all know that if a woman with this title can participate in the imperial examination, she will at least pass the Jinshi exam!

Last year, Su Xiaoxiao disguised herself as a man and sang a poem that overwhelmed the audience at a medium-sized cultural gathering in Kongcheng. A Jinshi scholar was unconvinced and said that the poem was useless and wanted to compare the meaning of the classics with Su Xiaoxiao.

The two competed on the Jingyi on the spot, and Su Xiaoxiao's Jingyi simply overwhelmed the Jinshi. The Jinshi was so angry that he walked away and never dared to see Su Xiaoxiao again.

Many scholars lamented that Su Xiaoxiao was as talented as the four great talents when they were young, but because she was a woman, she could not get her talent, so she could only be a female candidate, not a real candidate.

Fang Yun had a deep memory of Su Xiaoxiao, because Su Xiaoxiao rejected the eldest son of the head of a semi-saint family who wanted to take Su Xiaoxiao as his concubine, and this incident became a big news.

Fang Yun has always been sympathetic to these women who have talents but have nowhere to put them to use.

"Su Xiaoxiao, I have met Mr. Xusheng." Su Xiaoxiao obediently made a blessing ceremony, and then stood there with a low eyebrow, not flirting, not showing off.

Yang Yuhuan smiled and said: "Thanks to Xiaoxiao, you have taught me a lot in the past few days."

Su Xiaoxiao said softly: "Sister Yuhuan is still smarter than Bingxue, and her talent in the art of piano and segue far exceeds that of Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao feels inferior to her."

"I just like your mouth, you are so good at talking!" Yang Yuhuan said with a smile.

Fang Yun asked: "Are you really willing to commit yourself to being a member of our family?" Fang Yun did not say slave, as he himself did not like this kind of title.

Su Xiaoxiao blushed and said softly: "Xiaoxiao was so moved by the 'Ten Years of Life and Death' that she couldn't help herself. After seeing the Eight-sided Sword of the Holy Path yesterday, she realized that she was wrong. But I have already understood it. Say it, say it It's hard to get rid of the water. I have already had a bad relationship with a nobleman in Kongcheng, and I am not familiar with the place in Jingguo. I had to bite the bullet and tell the truth yesterday. Sister Yuhuan was considerate of Xiaoxiao and said that I would stay here temporarily until I have a place to go in the future. Leave again.”

Fang Yun smiled and said: "That's it. I happen to be preparing for the imperial examination and can't teach Yuhuan to read. You can be Yuhuan's female teacher. I will give you ten taels of gold every month. How about that?"

"Xiao Yun is so stingy. I have already agreed with her that we will pay twenty taels of gold per month for half a year." Yang Yuhuan said with a smile.

Fang Yun laughed dumbly and said, "I'm stingy. Yuhuan, how have you been lately?"

Yang Yuhuan said: "With the protection of the little dragon and the little chat, everything will be fine."

Ao Huang shouted outside the door: "Don't call me little dragon, I am a big true dragon!"

Yang Yuhuan covered his mouth and smiled, and continued: "I just want to hear about you. I listened to "Afang Palace Fu", and Xiaoxiao also explained it to me word for word. It is really well written. I still don't understand the meaning and policy theory. But I want to hear it."

Yang Yuhuan's eyes were full of admiration and attachment.

Fang Yun almost melted under Yang Yuhuan's gentle eyes, and said softly: "Then let me tell you..."

Fang Yun explained what happened at that time in simple and profound terms, and finally recited a farewell poem to Li Wenying.

After finishing speaking, Fang Yun turned around and saw Ao Huang, Nu Nu, Yan Gui and Xiao Meteor standing in a row on the threshold. Except for Little Meteor, everyone listened carefully with wide eyes.

"Don't worry about having no friends in the future, and no one in the world knows you. It's such a good poem. When you listen to it, you feel a kind of power that inspires your friends. It's so good." Yang Yuhuan whispered.

"Fang Jun's farewell is unique, his farewell to General Zhang Poyue is 'the lotus leaves are infinitely green in the sky, and the lotus flowers are uniquely red in the sun', his farewell to Chang Dongyun is a Zangfeng poem, but his farewell to General Jianmei is different. In your poems, , there is always a shocking power.”

Ao Huang nodded vigorously and said: "It can also shake the heart of a dragon!"

Nunu patted Ao Huang with her little paws unhappily, as if to say listen carefully and talk less!

Yang Yuhuan stood up and said, "You must be tired today. You need to rest for a while. I will prepare dinner for you and go to bed after eating. We will have to watch the results tomorrow."

Fang Yun reached out to hold Yang Yuhuan's hand and said with a smile: "Just let the servants prepare dinner. I want to talk to you more."

"That's fine." Yang Yuhuan sat down happily, and then handed Yin Jiangbei to Fang Yun.

Not long after, the food was served. After the family finished eating, they headed to the study.

Fang Yun looked at the study carefully. Although he had been away for three days, it felt like a lifetime ago.

The last time I left, it was with the thought of saying goodbye forever.

Fang Yun held the official seal on the table.

Letters flow like a sea.

Fang Yun smiled helplessly. He had known it would be like this for a long time, so he arranged them according to time and degree of closeness, starting with the most recent ones.

"Fang Xusheng, you are not kind! When I bid farewell to Li Wenying, I said, 'No one in the world knows you.' I bid farewell to lotus flowers and lotus leaves! But that poem is really good. The only flaw is that the title of the poem is not "Farewell to Zhang Poyue"! I am I’ll help you tame the royal hawk, and I’ll definitely give you a hawk as a private soldier before next winter! Damn it, I know you’re busy and I won’t talk to you anymore, so there’s no need to reply to my letter.”