Chapter 153

Fang Yun's secret way was bad. He put down his chopsticks and went out, while the porter rushed out first to open the door.

Feng Yuanjun's entourage was ecstatic and said, "our master Hongyan sent a letter to the Academy of Arts. The people of the Academy sent the news home. The master specially asked me to come and thank you. He will come back tomorrow."

"Lord Feng has become a Hanlin?" Fang Yun knew that academician Feng was a scholar, and the next step was Hanlin. If you want to become an Imperial College, the best way is to go to the holy College for further study. If you don't go to the holy College for further study, a Jinshi will have to stay in the Imperial College for at least thirty or forty years, and some people will not be able to become an Imperial College for life.

The entourage said, "it's better than Cheng Hanlin. The adult sat by the river of enlightenment for three days and nights. He broke through his courage and officially reached the first stage. He is as tough as plants and trees. Even the Hanlin may not do it."

Feng Yuanjun has been to the holy Academy. Now it's nothing to break through and become a scholar, but now he can refine his courage to a great success, then he will certainly become a scholar in five years, and then he will enter the second realm of Wendan. Once he enters the literate environment, it means that his chance of becoming a bachelor is several times that of others.

Fang Yun was helpless and could only say, "Lord Feng must have worked hard to achieve something."

Unexpectedly, the attendant said, "no! Our master said that he didn't feel anything before, but after seeing your 'endless green lotus leaves and different red lotus flowers against the sun', he felt the magnificent and bright beauty at the same time, and borrowed the power of understanding the river, so he could achieve great success in the whole territory."

"Lord Feng is polite, I dare not take credit." Fang Yun was more helpless.

"Our master said that when he comes back, he will have a big banquet to celebrate, and let you sit down. Thank you for your selflessness and be willing to tell him the secret of understanding the river."

"I will certainly go to the banquet." Fang Yun thought that if the Wudao river was useful, Jixian would have been a genius in recent years, but he was the only one in Jixian for hundreds of years.

"Thank you, Fang banxiang! I have one thing to ask." the attendant shook and loosened his hands, and looked at Fang Yun very embarrassed.

Fang Yun said, "what's the matter?"

"Now people in panorama say that you are a Wenqu star. I am a servant and dare not ask for your calligraphy. Can I go to your flower bed and get a flower? A piece of grass is OK. Let my son take it with him and bless him to be admitted to the child student."

Fang Yun felt puzzled and wanted to say that it was feudal superstition, but he was embarrassed to refuse others on such a small matter.

"Master Fang! I know I'm asking too much, but in the face of our master, let me pick a piece of grass, just one! The nail cap is so big." the attendants in their forties were about to cry.

Fang Yun said helplessly, "you misunderstood. I don't want to give it to you. Go. There are flowers in the flower bed. Pick one if you want."

"Thank you, master Fang! Thank you, master Fang! You are the best scholar in the world!" the attendant immediately laughed. Afraid that Fang Yun would repent, he rushed into the flower bed step by step, picked a flower, regarded it as a treasure, and carefully put it in his pocket.

"Small leave!" he quickly walked out of the door, then bowed 90 degrees to Fang Yun, bowed three times, and finally left happily.

"After the enlightenment River, will the flowers and plants at home be unlucky?" Fang Yun looked helplessly at the flower bed at home.

Fang Yun found that the atmosphere in the courtyard was wrong. He scanned the courtyard and found that the porter, Fang Daniu, servant girl and Mrs. Jiang were all looking directly at the flowers in the flower bed.

Fang Yun rolled his eyes, shook his head and went back to eat.

After dinner, Fang Yun continued to read. Before lunch, nu Nu suddenly entered the house.

"Whining, whining..."

Fang Yun listened to the little fox's voice and was anxious and angry. He put down the book and looked back.

Nu Nu jumped into Fang Yun's arms with an aggrieved face, then pointed to the yard with her little claw and kept crying.

"What's the matter?" Fang Yun walked out with nu in his arms, walked out of the door and scanned the yard.

"Nothing. Er..." Fang Yun's eyes stopped on the flower bed in the yard.

There were twenty flowers in the flower bed this morning, but now there are only nine. It's too obvious. Moreover, some leaves have been removed, and the weeds have been cleaned up for the first time.

Fang Yun looked at the others, but everyone bowed their heads and busied themselves.

Nu Nu lit these people one by one with her little claws and cried, as if complaining: look at them! Pick all the flowers!

Fang Yun couldn't laugh or cry, but it was really hard to teach them such a small thing, so he said, "Daniel, don't listen to others. I'm not a Wenqu star. These flowers and grass are useless."

But Fang Daniu said, "I'm not sure! You are now a scholar's model, not a Wenqu star. What is it? We dare not take your words. It's precious. It's better to burn it than to spread it. This flower is moistened by your talent and must be good for scholars! Since I became your follower, I feel much smarter than before!"

Others nodded and agreed with Fang Daniu.

Fang Yun thought that if he was completely defeated by these people, what could he be smarter than before and advertise?

Fang Yun said casually, "just a few flowers. Just pick them. Don't spread them out."

Daniel Fang suddenly looked like a dog leg and said with a smile, "young master, if someone else buys our flowers and plants, can they be sold?"

"You think too much." Fang Yun didn't care about it. He took the slave back to the house and thought how could it be so coincidence that no one could buy it. Can his flowers and plants form an industrial chain?

Fang Daniu looked at the porter's room and looked at Mrs. Jiang. She winked at Mrs. Jiang. Mrs. Jiang nodded and looked at Yang Yuhuan's room, saying that she would tell the hostess.

Fang Yun returned to the house, put the slave aside, picked up the art of war of Wu Zi and read it aloud.

Wu Qi is a semi saint of strategists as famous as Sun Wu. He is a disciple of Zixia, and Zixia is a personal disciple of Confucius. Therefore, Wu Qi can be said to be a Confucian lineage. He is slightly inferior to Sun Tzu in the holy temple, but much higher than Sun Bin. He is called the second man of strategists.

Nu Nu jumped onto the table, went to the manuscript of the biography of the White Snake, stretched out his little paw to turn the page, turned to the last page, sorted out the manuscript, sat on the table and looked at Fang Yun bitterly.

These days, Fang Yun writes a little about the legend of the White Snake every day. This time, he plans to write a super long article, which is reinterpreted according to the legend of the new white lady. He made a lot of money by relying on this version of the legend of the white snake when he was in the book mountain fantasy.

Since Fang Yun wrote the biography of the White Snake, nu Nu often ran to Fang Yun's study to have a look. Every time she saw no new manuscript, she looked at Fang Yun bitterly.

After reading Wu Zi's art of war, Fang Yun stood up and prepared to go to the yard. He saw that Nu Nu was looking at himself with a small look of resentment and patted the manuscript of the biography of the white snake with a small claw.

Fang Yun had to find ten pages of paper, dip his pen in ink and write quickly. It takes a lot of energy to write fast, so Fang Yun slows down from one breath four sentences to one breath one sentence, so his spirit won't be tired and he can write fast enough.

The slave immediately stood up, patted his two front paws to express his thanks, and then looked at Fang Yun's manuscript happily, with great interest, and his big furry tail swept around.

Fang Yun quickly finished writing ten pages, and then went for a walk in the yard. Nu Nu looked at it again, but he didn't finish it yet.

After walking for half an hour, Fang Yun was about to return to the house. Nu Nu ran out and looked at Fang Yun pitifully.

"Well, I'll finish the story of the white snake in a few days!" Fang Yun said.

"Whining! Whining!" Nu jumped around excitedly.

Fang Yun wrote not only the biography of the White Snake, but also Yao Qin teaching these days.

He went into the house and wrote the rest of the Yao Qin teaching, and then gave it to Yang Yuhuan. As long as he finished learning this book, Yang Yuhuan could touch the threshold of the Qin realm. As long as he wrote her a few more Qin songs that did not exist in the Shengyuan continent, so that she could become a beginner of piano music, her piano skills would be improved step by step.

The next day, Feng Yuanjun's servant sent an invitation to Fang Yun to attend the banquet.

Fang Yun didn't want to go, and Feng Yuanjun knew it, so he specially said in the invitation that if he didn't go, Feng Yuanjun would move the party to his door.

Fang Yun had to go.

At night, Feng's house was decorated with lanterns, music was flying, there were many carriages in front of the door, and even Li Wenying's six dragon horses.

In the past, Feng Yuanjun was not qualified to invite Li Wenying. Although Li Wenying would come if he invited, after all, there was a big gap between the two. Now he has achieved great success in his literary courage, and Cheng Hanlin is just around the corner. Even if Cheng has great hope, he is naturally qualified to invite Li Wenying.

The six dragon horses looked arrogant. The people and horses on one side didn't dare to approach, but they all lowered their heads to greet Fang Yun.

Fang Yun nodded with a smile and entered Feng's house.

Feng Yuanjun's entourage kept staring at the door. Seeing Fang Yun coming in, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Fang Yun, Fang banxiang!"

Fang Yun shook his head reluctantly and saw many people walking out of the living room of Feng's house. Feng Yuanjun walked in front.

"Fang Yun! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for guiding me to the enlightenment river for cultivation, otherwise my courage will never be successful!"

Fang Yun wanted to give Feng Yuanjun a white eye, but he finally held back, because he had never advised Feng Yuanjun to understand the river.

Fang Yun thought for two days and finally guessed that Feng Yuanjun had this breakthrough. First, Feng Yuanjun's own accumulation was enough. The most important second point is strong psychological hint, that is, self hypnosis. Fang Yun has said Wudao River many times, and has shown his amazing talent many times in front of Feng Yuanjun. Therefore, Feng Yuanjun not only believes in Wudao River, but also believes that Wudao River can help him break through.

Fang Yun immediately said, "you're welcome, Lord Feng. You have achieved today by yourself. I don't have any credit. Don't thank me."

Feng Yuanjun ignored this statement, reached out his hand to grasp Fang Yun's wrist, strode into the main hall, and said, "today you must go to the top and sit, and bachelor Li agreed."

"Lord Feng, don't kill me!" Fang Yun really doesn't want to be in the limelight. The scholar's example is too amazing. At the moment, he just wants to be a scholar quietly.

Li Wenying smiled and fanned the flames: "as Fang banxiang, the upper position is certainly very comfortable."

"Yes, the square half phase must sit on the top."

All the people coaxed together. These scholars, at least the whole people, didn't use the slightest jealousy and dissatisfaction, but each looked envious.

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