Chapter 51

Although Fang Yun only had two or three hundred words for the record, Zhou's master book was read three times in a row before he stopped. The more he read it, the more sad he looked.

Fang Yun was puzzled. He knew that the "Rhyme" played an extremely great role in the world, especially in the contemporary era of vigorously developing war poetry, but why did Zhou Zhushu suddenly become sad?

Master Zhou sighed sadly, "if I could get this article in those days, how could it be that poetry has been difficult to ascend the hall of elegance! I only think poetry has been wrong all my life. Today I know that shifeifang town is a country! Why didn't you let me learn this rhyme thirty years ago! Why!"

Master Zhou almost beat his chest and feet, almost crying.

Fang Yun had to persuade: "in fact, it's not too late for master Zhou to study poetry now."

However, master Zhou said, "it's too late! I'll learn the rhyme even if my mind is covered with dust and my courage is dim." The best time has passed. We have only two ways now. We will continue to follow the roads of "benevolence", "righteousness" and "courage". One day, we will accumulate a lot and continue to rise in the literary position. Or we may strive for fame and wealth and seek wealth for future generations. We hope that future generations can go further on the road of literary position. "

"Do you choose to accumulate a little?" Fang Yun asked.

"I choose the latter, or more than 80% of the people will choose the latter. Zuo Xiang has great power now, not only because he specializes in the lobbying of political strategists, but also because he follows LV Buwei and LV Sheng's intensive reading of Lv's spring and Autumn Annals. The most important thing is that too many officials choose the latter. Your pillow in mind" The reason why I call my dream "a little meaning" is because the article is published at the right time. "

Fang Yun nodded.

"Fang Yun, you have a great future. Don't learn from us. By the way, why is it called fox rhyme?"

Fang Yun smiled and told master Zhou Nu's performance in class.

"No one else except the students and teachers of class a who know the fox rhyme?"

"Except for the people in the ethnology, only Daniel and I know," Fang Yun replied.

"I will send this article to Lord yuan Jun, and then ask him to send people from the 'punishment Hall' to find out all who know the fox rhyme, whether adults or children, and never leak it out before you write it."

"Punishment hall? Did I hear you right? As for?" Fang Yun was very surprised.

The Ministry of punishment and the division of punishment are the government agencies of various countries, but the punishment hall is different. It is the highest law enforcement agency of the holy court. At least people who have refined their courage can join. Moreover, everyone takes an oath in front of the holy statues and exists in order to safeguard the highest interests of the human race. Even the holy families can only influence but not control the punishment hall.

As long as the punishment hall comes out, it is a major event that will disturb the ten countries. It is often to catch the literati who betray mankind, and the means are extremely cruel.

"The punishment hall must be used. I can't see the value of the Three Character Classic, but the value of the fox to rhyme is obvious. The fox to rhyme" It's a brand-new way of sound and rhythm enlightenment. The paper may barely get out of the county, but in terms of importance, it's still on the poetry of the town. You must not write it in a hurry. You must be serious. Even if you finish writing it in another year, we can afford to wait. I'm afraid this is your chance to become a great Confucian. Yi Zhishi can become a great Confucian only in his thirties because he has written a selected works of knowledge of the world It's said that the manuscript was thrown out and the ground sank three feet. Although it's only an opportunity, you can't become a great scholar, it's ten thousand times better than those of us who don't even have a chance. Remember, don't be reckless. "

Fang Yun originally wanted to finish writing as early as possible, but according to master Zhou's book, he had to say, "I'll write a book as early as next month, not as fast as writing the Three Character Classic."

"Next month? Although it's a little hasty, it's not too fast. Do you have a draft early?"

Fang Yun was calm as usual and said, "of course. I was young and stupid. I always wanted to find a shortcut to learn poetry, so I slowly summarized these rhyme matches, so I had those poems later, but recently I had the idea of writing a book. When I was young, I often thought about rhymes by the river, and was misunderstood and lazy. Now think about it, those grievances are nothing."

Fang Yun was sweating in his heart. Fortunately, Fang Yun was a little stupid. He often went to the river in a daze to relieve his depression.

"An extraordinary person must have an extraordinary image. That's what you call sleeping on firewood, tasting courage and accumulating wealth! Those children who laugh at you may regret it very much now. When you prosper, you can write the river enlightenment into your autobiography to warn future generations."

Fang Yun secretly said that the cow became bigger and bigger, and even became a river enlightenment.

"You flatter me, sir. What else should I do when filing?" Fang Yun asked.

"Sign your name on this manuscript and press the fingerprint. I'll give it to Lord yuan Jun. the manuscript at this level must be kept by him and can't be seen by other officials. I'll send you out, and then go to Lord yuan Jun and ask him to send someone from the punishment hall to seal it."

The two men walked out together. Fang Yun asked, "does bachelor Li also have a job in the holy college?"

"Of course, he is from the 'War Hall' and the Donghai vice president of the sea demon Academy. He presides over the daily affairs of the Donghai dragon palace. His status and real power in the holy academy is higher than Zuo Xiang. If Zuo Xiang happens to encounter the sea demon invasion when he comes to Jiangzhou, then Jianmei Gong can command him. So even if he scolds Zuo Xiang, Zuo Xiang can only bear it unless Zuo Xiang becomes a great Confucian."

"No wonder," Fang Yun said.

"I hope you can become the next Jianmei male, not the Prime Minister of the country. Lord yuan is going back to his house soon. I'll deal with the fox rhyme." master Zhou bowed his hand.

"Farewell." Fang Yun bowed his hands and walked out.

Fang Yun looked at the bustling passers-by in front of Wenyuan street, walked slowly on the gravel road, and let Fang Daniu follow behind in his carriage.

Wenyuan street under the setting sun has a different scenery.

Here are mostly scholars, some alone, some with families, some in groups, and most of them are filled with relaxed smiles.

Some came to the bookstore to buy the holy way and Wen Bao, some came to buy the four treasures of study, others bought books, and some even just came to visit and feel the atmosphere here.

Bargaining, shouting, whispering, talking, all kinds of voices are full of this antique street.

"Ink is accompanied by the sound of books, and the downtown is not vulgar. It is not those senior officials and dignitaries or rich families who represent the world, but literary academies, literary academies and streets, and this individual."

Fang Yun smiled calmly, walked out of Wenyuan street all the way, looked back at the sunset that was about to fall, and stepped on the carriage.

After Fang Yun came home, he discussed buying a new house with Yang Yuhuan, Fang Daniu and Mrs. Jiang.

Shopkeeper Tang Da pays ten thousand Liang silver at a time, which is a real huge sum of money. Even if the house price in Dayuan mansion is much higher than that in Jixian County, ten thousand Liang silver is enough to buy a large courtyard with three in and three out in ordinary areas.

Fang Yun doesn't want to buy too big a house. He is satisfied to have his own study and small yard, but he wants Yang Yuhuan to live better and eat better, and his increasing identity doesn't allow his residence to be too simple.

Fang Yun asked Yang Yuhuan to find Mrs. Fang tomorrow. Mrs. Fang, a famous lady of Dayuan mansion, will not have any problems buying houses.

After dinner, Fang Yun continued to study hard and practice calligraphy. He didn't slack off at all. He would still think at rest.

"If we say that martial artists need to practice boxing, Duel and fight for life and death to become stronger step by step, then we scholars keep reading and writing scriptures, writing poetry is practicing boxing, attending poetry and literature meetings is duel, and using war poetry is fighting for life and death. Different goals, different roads, but the same efforts! The same harvest!"

"Efforts may not succeed, but there will be gains! Without efforts, there is nothing!"

"Intelligence, talent and wonderful books are not the reasons for success, but the reasons for efforts!"

"Those who have talent and work hard are the minds of the Terran."

"Those who have nothing but still work hard are the backbone of the human race!"

"Choosing the right direction and working hard is the reason for success!"

With continuous learning and understanding, Fang Yun's faith became stronger, his literary palace became stronger, and his talent grew much faster than those confused children.

Fang Yun didn't sleep until 4 a.m.

He got up on time at six o'clock. After breakfast, he first taught Yang Yuhuan to read, and then read and study with the company of slaves.

Fang Yun's residence is very quiet, but Yan's house across dozens of streets is different.

Early in the morning, the porter of the Yan family, as usual, vaguely walked to the gate. Before he could get close, he was almost fainted by a stench.

When the porter looked carefully, a large amount of dirt, feces and urine flowed into the yard from the crack of the door. Near the courtyard wall, there were dead mice, rotten meat and all kinds of dirt everywhere.

The porter ran back with his nose covered and shouted, "master! Madam! No! Something serious has happened!"

Not long after, all the Yan family got up and hurried to deal with the stains in front of the door. When they opened the door, no one could stand outside the door. The walls were painted with disgusting things.

"Who did it! Don't let me find out! Otherwise you will be broken into pieces!" the roar of master Yan echoed in the air.

Just after 6:30, the relatives of the Yan family, led by Mrs. Yan, gathered together and walked to the Fang clan in the same way as yesterday.

When they came to a secluded place, more than a dozen masked men rushed out, one man and one sack, trapped all Yan family members, punched and kicked them, and then left quickly. Before leaving, they didn't forget to take the money from Yan family members.

At 7:30, Yan Dianli slowly went to the government office with a hot little purple clay pot. He was just an ordinary scholar. His cousin's main family was a distinguished family. He was lucky to become a real power Dianli of the ninth grade. He was less than the top, but more than the bottom. His life was very moist.

After entering the government office, the guard factotum saw him say hello as usual. He smiled and nodded and enjoyed the compliments of these people.

After walking a few steps, I just saw the constable in the city. Yan Dianli smiled and said, "Lao pan, I'm very energetic today?"

Constable pan turned his head and left as if he had seen the God of plague. He couldn't see him at all.

Yan Dianli was puzzled. Seeing Liu Kushi, who had a good relationship on weekdays, he smiled and said, "did something happen today?"

Ambassador Liu Ku hesitated for a moment and said, "please get rid of your relationship with the Yan family. Last night, the old lady scolded the Fu Tai adult. The Fu Tai adult just scolded the Yan family this morning."