Chapter 1462

Fang Yun sat on the carriage as he did when he came.

Zhang Jingan sat in front of the car and didn't move.

"What are you doing? You still don't catch the bus?" Fang Yun asked.

"Let me slow down, my brain is a paste now." Zhang Jing'an seriously supported his chin with his small hand, a small figure of thinking hard, and his big shining eyes blinked.

"It's getting late. If you don't go back, you won't even have to eat dinner." Fang Yun said.

"Then I'll catch the car now." Zhang Jing'an seemed afraid of being hungry. He immediately picked up the whip and smoked it on the horse's ass.

"Drive!"

Fang Yun closed his eyes, recalled the battle just now, and finally shook his head gently. It is a habit to recall the past after the battle, which can make him grow by leaps and bounds. But Gou Zhi was too weak. Fang Yun recalled repeatedly and couldn't learn anything. Instead, he found countless defects in Gou Zhi.

"The literati in the literary world are indeed much worse. His talent is indeed the level of the seven hall Imperial Academy, but looking only at the use of words and swords and the grasp of battle time, it is the level of the five hall Imperial Academy at most. However, even if I can't learn anything, I can let me know that I don't make the same mistakes as him." Fang Yun thought.

"Zhang... Who's that, young master... Cough, Xiaosheng asked you a question. How did you become so powerful? My grandfather couldn't do it when he was in Hanlin with one sword. Of course, he could do it easily when he became a university." Zhang Jing'an said.

"Have you forgotten what you said before?" Fang Yun asked sternly.

"I... that..." Zhang Jing blushed when he settled down.

"Forget it, don't shout if you don't want to." Fang Yun's voice was a little cold.

Zhang Jing'an felt wronged. After all, he began to scold Zhang Longxiang since he was sensible. Zhang Hua only said that Zhang Wankong was good and didn't mention much to Zhang Longxiang. After so many years, it was difficult to call it an exit for a time.

Fang Yun said, "are you hungry now?"

"Not hungry yet."

"Well, then go home and find someone to tidy up the house." Fang Yun said.

After a while, Zhang Jing'an whispered, "you haven't answered my question yet."

"I have honed myself in prison for ten years and recited countless scriptures. Naturally, my achievements are extraordinary. If you are like me, you can only do nothing in prison and study in your mind, your knowledge will naturally improve. How many years have you studied in school?" Fang Yun asked.

Zhang Jing'an said in an embarrassed whisper, "I've been studying for a year."

"That won't work. From today on, we should start reading carefully." Fang Yun said.

"I... don't want to read," Zhang Jing'an said.

"Don't want to read? Do you have to stand behind your father and stare at him? Do you have to be laughed at by your peers every time you go to the street?" Fang Yun's voice became more and more severe.

Zhang Jing'an's eyes turned red, whipped fiercely and complained in a low voice, "you don't know anything! Anyway, I just don't go to study! I won't go to kill me!"

"I think your skin is tight!" Fang Yun imitated some parents he had seen.

"Say what you like, young master. I'm not scared! These years, in the wind and rain, those gangsters in the south of the city mention Zhang Jing'an's name, which doesn't give a thumbs up?" Zhang Jing'an raised his head proudly.

"How come you were chased and scolded all the way?" Fang Yun said with a smile.

"You... How did the noble Lord expose the shortcomings of children? Besides, our Hou's house is the east city, not the south city. Who didn't know a few people in the court? I haven't asked you yet. Are you the wrong kind?" Zhang Jing'an asked, with a little momentum.

"Presumptuous, does anyone talk to me like that!" Fang Yun raised his voice.

Zhang Jing'an replied firmly, "there was no Lao Tzu before. I don't know how to talk to Lao Tzu. I'll pay attention to it in the future!"

Fang Yun was angry and smiled, "you're quite reasonable!"

"That's right! Don't digress. Are you an inverse seed? I tell you, my grandfather is not an inverse seed anyway. He is a great hero. He killed countless demons in Liangjie mountain! Come on, tell me about you." Zhang Jing'an said.

"What else can I say? I was a good scholar in those years. What can I do? You are dissatisfied with your father, and I am also dissatisfied with my father! If he was not suspected of anti seed, how could I be imprisoned for ten years?" Fang Yun replied angrily.

'you... Don't say that about my grandpa! My grandfather is not an inverse seed! " Zhang Jing'an said angrily.

"Why did you deceive yourself? My father was in prison at that time and had resentment against your grandfather, but I didn't hate him for suspected perversion. I hated him for carrying everything by myself and didn't reveal a word! That resentment has now turned into regret." Fang Yun sighed softly.

"Why?" Zhang Jing'an asked curiously.

"Because I still don't know what happened that year."

Zhang Jing'an was silent for a moment and said, "in fact... I know you are worse than me. Although I have suffered a lot these years, every time I can't live, someone will help me secretly. Even after grandpa Hua died, I broke cans and made trouble everywhere, and finally no one killed me. Unlike you, I have been in a dark prison for ten years, which is worse than me."

"I'm glad you can say so." Fang Yun said, feeling that although Zhang Jing'an seemed to be a bear child, he was not a villain.

"Grandpa Hua told me before he died that you wouldn't let me hate you. He said that you were more unlucky than grandpa and him. You had a great future, but you were interrupted by Sheng Sheng." Zhang Jing'an said.

Fang Yun's eyes moved and said, "go home and I'll ask you something."

"Yes."

When the father and son got home, the sun had set.

Different from before, many people have stood at the door of Zhang's house, but these people are all dressed up as servants, at most some older children or scholars, and there are no people in high positions.

These people are carrying gift boxes, wrapped in red silk and wrapped in ribbons, which is very gratifying.

When Fang Yun got off the bus, these people poured in one after another.

"Congratulations on Lord Zhang's acquittal. The younger one is he Chan. I don't know if you remember? Unfortunately, my master left for Xiangyang in the morning, otherwise he would visit and congratulate himself..."

"Congratulations to Marquis Zhang on his injustice..."

These faces were filled with warm smiles and congratulated themselves one after another.

Zhang Jingan looked on coldly and remained unmoved.

Fang Yun smiled and exchanged greetings with these people, but he understood in his heart that he had just been released. No one could know the specific situation. Most families were watching. Only some people who had good friends in those years sent gifts, but they didn't come in person.

Fang Yun had no complaints in his heart. After all, Zhang Longxiang was suspected of being rebellious. Zhang Wankong's affair is still unclear. They have been under great pressure to send gifts.

Little Zhang Jing'an was not as tolerant as Fang Yun. No matter who greeted him, he was cold and silent, and even deliberately stared at people. Many people could only laugh with embarrassment.

As Zhang Longxiang's sword cut Gou Zhi, more and more people came. Fang Yun and Zhang Jing'an were impatient.

Several of them had a good relationship with Zhang's house, and Fang Yun was not polite. He asked them to help collect the gift records and find someone to clean up Zhang's house. He himself became the shopkeeper and took Zhang Jingan into his usual place.

"My father has something to ask you."

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