After Wang Baozhu's autopsy was completed, Cui Zhixian hurriedly sent him to Nanshan so that he could be buried as soon as possible.

Wang Jue is a widowed woman and needs to wear great merit and filial piety for a year. As Wang Jue's disciple, except for Li Chengqian, whose identity is too special, everyone else is dressed in linen in the mourning hall and at the funeral. When the mourners saw this scene, they all sighed that these children were affectionate and righteous.

Fu, funeral, fate, condolences to the Zuo, Mingjing, bathing, meals, attack, set up, set up, set heavy, set fire, small burial, big funeral, into clothes, crying day and night, lay, Zheng house, divination, crying at night, moving, leading, burial, anti-crying, Yu sacrifice, pawn crying, Qi, this set of funeral steps down, the Wang family are haggard a lot, especially Wang Li is often crying alone.

Li Shimin is also in a bad mood, although there are no dead people in his family, his mood is as entangled as when his eldest brother died. First, I waited patiently for half a month, thinking that after the funeral of Boss Wang, Wang Baojin and his wife would go to the workshop to supervise the work in two months. Which Cheng thought that the brothers and sisters of the Wang family decided to stay in Nanshan during the mourning period for Boss Wang.

Wang Baojin has no official title, and even if he has it, he can't let the family get back to make money for him, otherwise he may not be able to write it on the living note. It's not that the workshop can't do without Wang Lao and his wife, but they can get new molds from Wang Jue, and the housekeeper he sent is not good at management.

It's dead, these days Li Xiaoyan is in a bad mood, and he loses his temper in the court all day long. If you can speak well, he thinks you are noisy. Quoting scriptures, he scolds you for being brainless. Those who don't like to talk have not been spared, the saint said, I am better than you when I raise a parrot!

Everyone guessed Li Shimin's thoughts, in order to end this kind of day when he had to face snake spirit disease every day, several ministers who had a good relationship with Wang Jue made an appointment to come to Nanshan as lobbyists. Knowing that the Wang family had moved to live in the mountains, thinking of the embarrassment of the eldest grandson Wuji after entering the maze, several people looked at each other and retreated.

Wang Jue doesn't care about that, the reason why she moved to the mountains with her family is to prevent people from finding her. Doesn't the Holy Lord like to make small moves, I'll take revenge on you now. Wang Jue has now returned to his normal life, teaching classes in batches in the morning and arithmetic and martial arts in the afternoon.

Liu Dabao's foundation is too poor, and he has been on the same schedule as Wu Zhao. Huang Wen and Wang Siyuan wanted to be officials, and Wang Jue often used the cases of famous ministers in later generations to test them. Li Chen writes novels professionally, and is currently working on his third work, which is said to be a sadomasochistic love story, and everyone is looking forward to the expression of the eldest grandson Wuji when he sees the book.

The point is to talk about the love of the house. Wang Jue finally couldn't bear his three thoughts a day, and decided to start teaching him metaphysical knowledge. Since the beginning of Fang Yiai's apprenticeship, Wang Jue has been focusing on metaphysics with the system in the past few years, and now he has learned the intermediate level, and he can be regarded as having some confidence to teach others.

"If you want to learn "Zhou Yi", you need to learn "Laozi" and "Zhuangzi" first. How, can you learn? "It seems that Fang Yiai has such a detached temperament, if he has no ability, forget it, if he really shows his talent in metaphysics, Wang Jue can foresee the lively days in the future. Therefore, it is better to take some time to sharpen his temperament.

Fang Yiai looked at the books on the case and swallowed her saliva, and finally puffed up her chest and replied firmly: "Naturally, I learned!" ”

That day, after Fang Yiai went down the mountain, he still couldn't hide his excitement, and he met the villagers of Nanshan and the scholars of Suiyuan to show off. That's not all, I went home and told the three elders in the family again.

"Your teacher is talented, don't be naughty and make trouble, otherwise your father will never be spared!" Don't look at Fang Xuanling's stern words, he is about to laugh in his heart. Wang Jue's divination is too magical, and his own evil obstacle is really good luck .......

Lu Shi laughed and trembled, if it weren't for the fact that people were still in filial piety, she would have brought gifts to thank her. Even Fang Zhizhi followed up with a careful advice, for fear that his younger brother would be too naughty and anger the teacher.

There is Lu's who can't hide his words, and then there is Fang Yiai's own publicity. Within three days, the news that Fang Erlang would inherit the metaphysics of the hundred schools spread throughout Chang'an. As soon as the Bolingcui rebellion case passed, the people were lacking new topics, and the matter suddenly became headlines.

These days, Fang Yiai found that people greeted him warmly wherever he went. Those uncles who ran away when they saw him in the past also came to the house many times to take the initiative to play with him, which is really strange. Every time he asked his father, he stroked his beard and laughed, but never said why.

Hehe, what else can I do because of this. The upper echelons of the Tang Dynasty all know Wang Jue's metaphysics, and now that his second son is the heir, of course those old foxes want to let their children come over and make friends. He doesn't exclude either, everyone is mixed in the circle, and everyone has to leave a few back roads for themselves, but they can't be too arrogant after gaining power.

Fortunately, Wang Jue has hardly gone down the mountain since he began to keep his filial piety, and he still doesn't know about this exciting thing. If she knew that Fang Yiai had been recognized as a future master, she would probably have to vomit three liters of blood.

Fang Yiai remembered that Uncle Wang once talked about the teacher's use of three copper coins for divination, and he pondered another sentence that the teacher said: If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Because of this sentence, although he has not started to formally study, Fang Yiai has already begun to prepare for the line.

Copper coins can't show our identity - the heir of the metaphysics of the Hundred Schools, so we have to make a batch of pure gold for backup. There must be good stationery supplies for the batch of words and hexagrams, and the paper is taken casually at the teacher's house, and then a golden paperweight is matched. Fang Yiai's pen is good now, and there is a baby inkstone snatched from my father's study, only good ink.

A few days ago, the teacher gave the Mo family a new ink-making method, let's go see if it's done. Coincidentally, his little tricycle was also built with the help of his junior brothers, and Meng Mengdafang's beloved rode to the east to find Moyun. Due to the close relationship between the Baijia faction and the Mo family, these two people of similar age have become friends after several contacts.

"Why is Brother Xian dressed like this?!" Mo Yun circled around Fang Yiai, and the lupine scarf was curling?! It's strange that Dao is so familiar, this kid is imitating Zhuge Kongming.

"Didn't I tell you last time, the teacher wants to pass on my great skills, and I have to have clothes that match my skills. How's that, not bad, right? ”

Fang Yiai's smugness made Mo Yun really embarrassed to splash him with cold water, so he changed the topic and said: "I see that my brother's use of transportation is very interesting, can you let me try it?" ”

Fang Yiai is usually very generous, but after all, this bicycle took a long time to build, he gritted his teeth and said: "This is my baby, my brother should be careful to use it." ”

As the next Mo family giant, Mo Yun is very savvy in mechanical manufacturing. He rode the tricycle around a few times, looked at it more closely, and found that the object seemed to have a great way. Everyone knows what kind of researcher is like, and he reluctantly handed the bicycle into the hands of Fang Yiai, and finally couldn't help asking, "Will you sell this?" ”

Fang Yiai thought of the difficulties in building a car, and replied truthfully: "Even if it is sold, it is a small range, this thing is very troublesome, and the asking price will not be less." ”

Mo Yun bowed his head in frustration when he heard this, his private house was confiscated, and he definitely couldn't afford to buy this car. had no choice but to give up, and he continued the previous topic and said: "Why did my brother come to my Mojiabao, but he came to play with me?" ”

Fang Yiai's eyes rolled, and he smiled and opened the small bag he was carrying on his body to show Mo Yun, "Look at what I have prepared, what is missing?" ”

"Lack of good ink? You came at the right time, the recipe given by Uncle Wang is so good, we have made the best ink in the whole Datang! Mo Yun said excitedly pulling Fang Yiai into the door, wanting to take him to see the new batch of ink made yesterday.

Hearing that Fang Yiai came, everyone in the Mo family welcomed it. They befriended Wang Jue and took great benefits from others, but they had to entertain her disciples well. After learning about the intention of Fang Yiai's intention, everyone in the Mo family didn't say a word, and packed up the newly made ink and sent it to Nanshan.

Seeing that he didn't have to help himself, Fang Yiai put two pieces of ink in his satchel and went to play with Mo Yun.

Mo Yunshen mysteriously pulled Fang Yiai closer to a hut, and pointed to the tripod in the center of the house as if ostentatiously asked, "How does my brother look at this tripod, can it look like an object from the Shang Dynasty?" ”

Fang Yiai sighed twice, rubbed for a while, and finally nodded and praised: "I think it's good!" ”

Mo Yun didn't know that Fang Yiai didn't understand this at all, he kicked Ding twice as if venting, and complained: "I also helped to do it for a long time, and the teacher said that disguised as that Ding can be sold for a lot of money!" It's a pity that the teacher didn't give me any money, otherwise I would have been able to buy that transportation tool with you. ”

Fang Yiai's eyes rolled again, and a bad idea instantly appeared in his mind, "Your Ding is made according to the old technology given by my teacher?" I'll tell you, my brother is not good at this, but I think of a business that can make a lot of money. You cooperate with me, and the money will go to me after making money, how about I give you a tricycle afterwards? ”

Mo Yun thought about it, he couldn't make money anyway, so it was better to change his favorite object after helping out. Seeing the bereaved love of the house, he looked mysterious, and he asked curiously: "What idea does my brother have in mind, can he really make a lot of money?" ”

Fang Yiai lay on Mo Yun's ear and muttered, and Mo Yun's expression changed from indifference to shock. He swallowed hard, "Don't you have to tell the teachers?" What if something happens? ”

Xiao Erlang patted his face with confidence, "No, you can rest assured!" ”

Seeing that Fang Yiai repeatedly assured, Mo Yun finally gritted his teeth and agreed, but increased the price again, "So, I will have one percent after I get the money, you can save it for me, and I will use it from you when I need it." ”

"Okay! After we have done this vote, we don't have to worry about money in the future. ”

As soon as they said it, the two ran to the room where the Mo family specially stored the classics and began to look for information. After searching for several hours and making countless assumptions, the two still felt that there were too many loopholes.

Seeing that it was time to go home again, Fang Yiai got up and said, "If we don't understand something, I'll ask the teacher tomorrow." ”

Mo Yun agreed: "I also ask the teacher, don't say anything about leaking!" ”