"Okay, I'll protect my sister-in-law! I heard that non-scholars need to be punished with a cane for beating the drum, but it's okay, when I was born, the Holy Court gave me the title of Prince Huang, which is common to the ten countries! It should be like what is said in the play, scolding the faint king and beating the traitorous ministers, and I usually don't need it, at this time, whoever dares to beat you will be beaten!" Ao Huang raised his head proudly and said.

The slave ran to Yang Yuhuan and wanted to leave together, but after running a few steps, he suddenly returned, grabbed the neck of the inkstone turtle with his mouth, and followed Yang Yuhuan out of the house.

The inkstone turtle was indignant but helpless. I had to roll my eyes and pretend to be dead.

As soon as Yang Yuhuan came out of the upper house, he saw some women coming towards him, led by Qiao Chen, the wife of Qiao Juze, the Jinshi of the upper house, who was the daughter of the Chen Sheng's family and had a noble status.

"Yuhuan, you're not at home, what are you doing when you come out?"

Yang Yuhuan took a closer look, and saw that the wives and maids of these jinshi had red and swollen eyes, obviously affected by the vision of the sad words and the true meaning of the words.

"Go and beat the drum of injustice!" Yang Yuhuan said firmly.

The women were shocked, and Qiao Chen hurriedly said: "I can't help it, you are not a scholar, knock on the drum...... But if there is a dragon...... Prince Huang is here, but he doesn't have to worry about it!"

"How is it, I said yes?" Ao Huang triumphed.

Qiao Chen walked over quickly, grabbed Yang Yuhuan's arm, and said softly: "Sister Yuhuan, this matter needs to be considered in the long run, and you must not be reckless. Let's go, go home first, and let's discuss countermeasures!"

Yang Yuhuan showed hesitation, remembering that Fang Yun had said that Qiao Juze and Qiao Chen were members of the Chen Sheng's family, and they shared the glory and disgrace with Jing Guo, if he was not at home, he could consult Qiao Chen's in case of trouble, after all, she was the daughter of a half-saint family, and she was more thoughtful in many aspects.

"Okay, then I'll listen to my sister. ”

Ao Huang looked at these women vigilantly, not far away from Yang Yuhuan. Then he gave the slave a look.

The little fox understood and immediately jumped into Yang Yuhuan's arms.

Qiao Chen looked at Yi Qiē in his eyes, and saw that Ao Huang and the little fox's gaze became more and more kind.

Qingguo, the Xun family of the Yasheng family.

"I have to say, Fang Yun's son is indeed extraordinary! But I'm sure that a word spread all over the world has already racked his brains, and the last two poems will never be able to control the country!"

"If it's as easy as Zhenguo, wouldn't everyone be able to Zhenguo? Three articles a day Zhenguo, don't even think about it!"

"Since you are going to be punished by the Moon Tree God, then you will honestly nest in your cell. I sympathize with Yang Yuhuan, but I don't sympathize with him!"

"If he is right, doesn't it mean that the Jingguo Criminal Department, the Lei family, the Zong family, and the Sima family are all wrong? If you don't save you when you see death, you don't save you when you see death, if everyone is like him, how can we kill the demons!"

There is a reason for that. He only said that Lei Jiu was retreating, how could he know that Lei Jiu was not looking for an opportunity to fight back? Even if it wasn't a counterattack, wouldn't Lei Jiu be able to protect himself? Fang Yun had hands and feet, so why did he want Lei Jiu to protect him!"

"That's right, Lei Jiu didn't save Fang Yun. Fang Yun also survived, which shows that Lei Jiu did not make a mistake! Fang Yun did not save Lei Jiu, Lei Jiu died, Fang Yun was a big mistake!"

"Yes. Fang Yun damn it!"

Many Xun family members responded to these statements, but some Xun family members frowned, but they couldn't say much because of their feelings.

"The Xun family's face has been lost by you!" a loud shout sounded from the door.

Everyone saw that it was Xun Tianling. The man was over forty years old. After more than 20 years of fierce battles in the Two Realms Mountains, he has always been a Jinshi, and everyone thinks that he is not very talented. But later I learned that he had been suppressing his strength in order to enter the Holy Ruins, and now he has become a Hanlin and will soon become a scholar, and he is a rising star of the Xun family.

"If it's me, I won't save Lei Jiu's coward!" instead of slandering Fang Yun here, let's think about how to wash away the shame of the Xun family being suppressed by the government!" Xun Tianling finished speaking and left.

Tiger in prison.

Huo Si Prison, the two torture hall jinshi and all the jailers were crowded in the dungeon, and some old boy jailers who were full of poetry and books talked in low voices.

"Fang Wenhou is a Jinshi, this first poem is to write love, and the second poem will probably write other poems, right?"

Huo Sijiao opened his mouth for the first time: "The first song appeals to the heart, and the second song should be clear or complaining. ”

The two torture halls looked at Huo Si Prison in surprise, they didn't expect that this person's character was not good, but he was full of experience, but when he thought that this person was an old man and served in the criminal department, they were relieved.

Fang Yun sat there with his eyes closed and recuperated, because when he wrote words that spread all over the world, his talent grew rapidly, if he didn't continue to write, he didn't need to rest, but he had to continue, and he had to wait for his qi to stabilize and dìng.

The song "Jiang Chengzi: Dream in Prison" has been absorbed by the official seal in the sky and sent to the torture hall for the record, and it can be returned to Fang Yun when the case is over.

It took half an hour before Fang Yun started writing again.

"Lime groans. ”

"A thousand hammers have been carved out of the mountains,

The fire burns as if it were idle.

I'm not afraid of broken bones,

Leave innocence in the world. ”

The golden official seal in the sky is still there, which can make the talent visible. I saw Fang Yun write a line of poetry to give birth to a foot of talent, and after writing the last sentence, the talent of four feet and one foot stood on the paper, and the poem became a town!

Subsequently, the words of this poem shine and the words and ink are fragrant.

A strange crisp sound emanates from the pages of the poem, like hammers and chisels striking deep mountains, followed by the sound of burning fire, and finally the sound of stone shattering.

The sounds only spread for a dozen feet before they stopped.

Fang Yun, the two Jinshi of the Torture Palace, and Huo Si Prison, who raised people, all had the courage to close their eyes and enter the Wen Palace.

In the Wen Palace, Fang Yun looked up at the starry sky of the Wen Palace, and saw that his Wen gall was surrounded by flames, and at the same time, a hammer and a chisel were beating the Wen Gall.

Wen Dan continued to burst out with a little gray light.

Fang Yun's eyes widened in disbelief.

"This ...... This is not an ordinary poem of refining gall, it should be the rarest 'flawless refining gall' in the legend, and only the half-saint true text has this effect. There are very few semi-saint true texts, and it is almost impossible to use them if you don't become a great Confucian. There are also great Confucian poems that have the effect of flawless refining courage, but that requires the subtle words of the great Confucian to be stimulated. ”

After a while, the hammer, chisel, and fire disappeared, and Fang Yun found that his literary courage was a little smaller, but it was even more crystal clear and beautiful.

When Fang Yun left the Wen Palace, he saw that the two torture hall jinshi actually thanked him deeply.

"Thank you, Master Fang!" the two said in unison.

Then a Jinshi of the Torture Hall said excitedly: "The flawless gall-refining poem is not your first creation, but every flawless gall-refining poem needs to be prompted by subtle words, and there is only one flawless gall-refining poem that can be used under the great Confucian! I thank you on behalf of all those who have almost no chance of becoming a scholar! Without this flawless gall-refining poem, I only have less than half of the certainty of becoming a scholar, but with this poem." I'm at least 30% sure! Thank you Fang Zhenguo!"

Only Huo Si Prison was still there in a daze, and he didn't come back to his senses.

The Tongsheng jailer and the talented little official were extremely surprised, they were all scholars, and they all knew what "flawless refining gall" was.

Huo Sijiao muttered to himself, "This ...... It is the legendary flawless poem of refining courage? Yes, yes, this poem is a poem of things, the stone has been hammered and chiseled, the powder and bones are broken, and finally turned into lime, and the courage reflects each other, and the last 'to leave innocence in the world'. Isn't it just to cultivate a flawless courage? Thank you, Master Fang!"

Huo Sijiao instinctively bent over, and he didn't care about being the lackey of the left servant Lang Yuansu of the Criminal Department, and when he heard Fang Yun's first "flawless refining of courage", it was comparable to refining his courage with "Lime Yin" for three years, and this great gift was simply a kind reconstruction.

A talented young official said in a low voice: "Lord Prison, this poem is really flawless refining gall? Ordinary refining can only enhance the literary courage, but flawless refining can eliminate the flaws in the literary gall, and it is impossible to do it if you don't become a great Confucian!"

"Could it be that I and the two Torture Hall Scholars have lost our eyes? Wen Xiang is reciting this poem to the whole country. ”

At this time, Jiang Hechuan, the prime minister, had already recited the last sentence.

“...... Leave innocence in the world. Huh?"

Jiang Hechuan's last nasal voice was spreading all over the country, and many children laughed, but they didn't expect that there would be a slip of the tongue in the dignified literary appearance. But most people continue to listen.

Jiang Hechuan did not immediately burst into spring thunder.

Jingguo students have a lot of discussions.

"What's going on? Did something bad happen? Wen Xiang said this poem Zhenguo before, but why did he make that sound?"

The sound was just surprise, not necessarily bad. ”

"It must be a big deal to make Wenxiang so out of shape. ”

"It can't have anything to do with the poem 'Lime Moan', do you? Thousands of hammers carved out of the deep mountains. The fire burns as if it were idle. Don't be afraid of broken bones, you have to leave your innocence in the world. Huh?" the person who recites the poem also makes a nasal sound after reciting the poem, and then stops speaking.

The surrounding students could see that he was in the Divine Palace. Everyone thought about it for a moment, or wrote or read this "Lime Moan".

Soon, Jiang Hechuan's jubilant voice spread throughout Jingguo.

"This poem is not only a town of the country, but also a 'flawless poem for refining courage'! From now on, under the great Confucianism and above the talent, all readers can use this poem to eliminate the flaws in the literary courage!"

All the Juren, Jinshi, Hanlin and Daxue scholars in Jingguo fell into a frenzy and immediately recited this poem.

After Qiao Juze finished reciting "Lime Yin" once, he opened his eyes with satisfaction and muttered to himself: "With this "Lime Yin", my chances of becoming a great Confucian can be increased by at least one percent! Fang Zhenguo, Fang Zhenguo, is not Zhenjing Country, but Zhenten Kingdoms! As soon as this poem comes out, the new Great Confucians in every hundred years will be at least one percent more, the number of scholars will be at least two percent, and the Hanlin will be at least three percent! Unfortunately, the talent of the human race is not enough, if the talent is enough, the number of Jinshi admitted by the ten countries will inevitably double! However, ...... This poem seems to mean something else. ”

Qiao Juze turned his head to look at the left prime minister's mansion.

The face of Liu Mountain is sinking like water, he himself doesn't care about this "flawless poem of refining courage", after all, he has the strength to become a great Confucian, but this poem is "digging mountains and chiseling stones", and there is a "mountain" in his name. If other people write this poem, he won't think much about it, but Fang Yun can't help but think about it when he writes this poem.

Ji Zhibai's body shook, and he held the armrest of the chair with both hands.

On that day, he practiced "Burrow Ming" to make some progress in Wen Guts, but not long ago, he broke with Fang Yun, and he could only hurt himself and forget "Burrow Ming", but he didn't expect Fang Yun to come out with "Lime Yin" today, which means that in less than a year, the courage of other Shangshe Jinshi in Jingguo will inevitably surpass him!

It also means that Ji Zhibai's ability to fight in civil warfare will not be as good as those Jinshi!

After many years, those ordinary Jinshi in the middle house may surpass him in terms of literary courage!

Ji Zhibai was at a loss, not knowing whether it was right or wrong to be an enemy of Fang Yun. (To be continued......)