Although these students didn't get along with Fang Yun for a long time, they liked Fang Yun very much.

Other teachers either read from the book, or keep a straight face all day long, but Fang Yun's class not only has a different style, but the content of the lecture is seemingly simple but makes sense everywhere, which is impressive, and even his self-compiled "Three Character Classic" and "Liweng Rhyme" are countless times better than other Mongolian reading materials.

In their hearts, the most important thing is that Mr. Fang is already known as the number one genius of Dayuan Mansion, and they admire him incomparably.

Now that I get this news, many children can't accept it.

He Yuzhu continued: "You should also have heard about yesterday's incident, some people insulted Mr. Fang, but Mr. Fang wrote the "Burrow Inscription" Mingzhi, and they had evil intentions, so they were shattered by the Wen Gong in an instant. Today, the Yan family found someone to block your Mr. Fang outside, and said that they would not let him go. After all, Mr. Fang is young, and he can't fight against a prestigious family, so he can only live in seclusion at home temporarily, and can't come to the clan to study. ”

"How can the Yan family be so hateful!" said one of the children angrily.

"I'm going to the government to file a complaint!" said a child, wiping tears from his eyes.

"When I grow up and become an official, I must put them in prison, damn it!"

He Yujiao sighed and said, "Mr. Fang said a few days ago that even if he was admitted to the exam, he would come here to teach, but now it is difficult to come again." In order to prevent the Yan family from accidentally injuring you, we only have a half-day class today, and you leave through the back door after school at noon. Classes will be normal tomorrow morning, and if they are still around, they will only be able to attend for half a day. Be sure to make it clear to your parents when you go back. ”

He Yujiao turned to leave, and the children immediately talked about it.

"Hateful! Mr. Fang is such a good person, how could he meet such a wicked person. My uncle said that if someone bullies me, I will look for him, and I will go to my uncle's house! He is a soldier in the city guard, and he will definitely find someone to beat those wicked people!"

"There is no one in my family, but Uncle Fang and Grandpa Fang are very good to me, and when Uncle Fang is not there, I will go to Grandpa Fang to comment. I'm so angry, I still want to continue to learn "Rhyme" with the little fox!"

"Hmph, I'll wait for three more days, if the yamen doesn't care, I'll take my father and mother to the gate of the state criminal department to complain, I don't believe that even the officials of the law family can't cure them!"

As soon as noon arrived, the children of each class left through the back door, and the family school was empty.

Dean Fang Jingtang walked out of the main gate with a cold face and looked at the eight three men and five women wearing linen and filial piety.

Several people were tired after scolding all morning, and they were resting, when they saw someone coming to continue talking.

"Heavenly Fang Yun! The Wen Palace of Yue'er! What a vicious person!"

"It's just a quarrel of words, it will shatter the Humanities Palace, it's no different from a demon, why don't the saints drop thunder and lightning to kill him!"

"The Holy Former Tong is a bully! God doesn't have long eyes!"

Fang Jingtang looked at one of the women in her forties and said in disgust: "Mrs. Yan, the clan study is about to be closed, you can go." ”

"Let's go, Fang Yun won't kowtow to Yue'er to make amends, I won't leave even if I die! Yue'er is a dignified talent, Wen Gong said that if it is gone, it will be gone, only the demon barbarian can make such a ruthless hand!"

Fang Jingtang said angrily: "It's true, reverse black and white! Yan Yue's Wen Palace is not broken, then the unlucky one is Fang Yun, in case he is harmed by Yan Yue's group of beasts, wouldn't my Jingguo lose a saint before Xiucai? Yan Yue's Wen Palace is so broken, I only hate why Jian Mei Gong didn't blow him to death in one breath! That kind of beast can't condense the literary courage until he dies, and even the miscellaneous family can't condense the literary courage!"

"Listen! Listen! Hurt my nephew's future and reason, you can't even kill people without blinking an eye! You still look down on the miscellaneous family? Be careful that the half-saint Lü Buwei will send down the holy punishment to kill you! Be careful that the left minister will exile you!"

Fang Jingtang sneered: "Phew! The miscellaneous family of the auxiliary country is naturally a model for me to read, but the left minister takes the dross of the miscellaneous family, messes up the dynasty, charms and demons, and calamities Jingguo, forms a party for personal gain, and tries in vain to learn from Lu Buwei before the canonization to be a generation of power ministers, so he is also worthy of representing the miscellaneous family? I advise you, if your Yan family is still used as a pen messenger, sooner or later you will be unlucky!"

After Fang Jingtang finished speaking, he didn't care about the scolding of those people, and asked the porter to close the main door.

Fang Yun went home early, and bought a lot of books along the way, but he couldn't get a total income in the world of strange books, so he always had to put some books out for a show.

He bought more than 30 guidance books for the examination of scriptures and meanings in one go, and quickly flipped through them on the way back.

The little fox slave was watching Fang Yun seriously, looking serious and studious, and no one knew if he could understand it.

It occasionally glanced at Fang Yun secretly, and once it realized that Fang Yun was looking at it, it immediately read the book more seriously, and even nodded its head deeply, as if to say that the above made sense.

Fang Yun roughly flipped through more than a dozen books, and found that most of them were clichés, and there was nothing particularly useful, so he put down the book and closed his eyes and pondered.

"The books themselves are fine, the problem is mine. I actually understood most of the 'techniques' of Jingyi overnight, and I couldn't do it in Qishu Tiandi, I couldn't do it in the body of talent, and I couldn't do it in the Wengong, could it be that all kinds of forces combined made my mind stronger?"

"Talent and Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng can make my body including my brain stronger, and Qishu World can provide me with enough written materials, that era of information explosion has given me the ability and insight that even a half-saint does not have, plus I have been studying hard these days, so my learning ability is getting stronger and stronger. ”

Fang Yun figured it all out and continued to read.

Back home, Fang Yun still studied hard.

The learning process was boring, but the voice in Fang Yun's heart kept motivating him and became his motivation.

"I want to be a demi-saint, to see the wonders of the world. I wonder if there is a higher rank above the saints!"

As his studies deepened, Fang Yun discovered a strange thing, he sometimes felt that practicing calligraphy and studying the scriptures of the saints was boring, and occasionally he was disgusted, but whenever he understood some truths, whenever his talent increased or became more condensed, he would get unprecedented satisfaction in the depths of his heart.

Perhaps, this is the baptism of the spirit, similar to what Confucius said, 'Hearing the Tao, you can die at night'. ”

At noon, the shopkeeper of Tang Da came to visit, and as soon as he saw Fang Yun, he said: "I thought that you had studied in the Fang clan before, but when you arrived, you found that it had been closed, and the people of the Yan family were there, you have nothing to do, right?"

"It's fine, it'll be resolved soon. We talk about contracts. ”

So the two men entered the house and negotiated the terms of the contract one by one.

It took a long afternoon to negotiate, and the shopkeeper of Tang Da, who was a lifter, was sweaty.

"If you fail in the imperial examination, come to our Xuanting Book Shop, and we can give you the treatment of a jinshi. Tang Da shopkeeper said.

"Good. Fang Yun agreed with a smile.

The shopkeeper of Tang took out ten silver tickets of one thousand taels, handed them to Fang Yun, and said, "This is the ten thousand taels of silver tickets of the Holy Academy, you take a closer look, and then go to the Academy of Literature with me to officially sign the contract." ”

Fang Yun took the silver ticket and looked at it carefully, and asked, "The paper of this silver ticket is different from ordinary paper, it is said that it is mixed with the leftovers of the holy page and other things?"

"It is true. Holy pages are very demanding in production, and every year there is always a large amount of discarded paper pulp, most of which are used to make silver tickets or special documents. ”

Fang Yun nodded, put away the silver ticket, and said, "You stay in the main house to drink tea first, I have some personal matters with Da Niu." ”

Then Fang Yun found Fang Daniu and asked him to copy a small part of "Fox Rhyme", and then took the shopkeeper of He Tang to the Academy of Literature.

Halfway through, the two of them chatted about the holy page, and the shopkeeper Tang said with a smile: "It won't be long before the Holy Courtyard will give you the holy page, you are just a child now, I don't know how long it will take for Lu Dao to go to the front line to fight against the demon barbarians, do you want to sell part of the holy page?"

"How much do you want to receive a holy page?"

"Thirty thousand taels and one piece. ”

"Didn't you hear that the dragon clan's bid was 50,000 taels?"

"First of all, you have to find the dragon clan, and secondly, you have to make sure that you are not known by the Holy Court, otherwise you will betray the human race, and the most important thing you will get is the equivalent value of the sea jewels, not the real silver ticket. Let the big shopkeeper say.

"I guess the Terrans won't let the Holy Page go out, after all, this thing can double the power of war poetry and turn fiction into reality. I want to ask you, I now have three poems "Spring Dawn", "Twilight" and "Shangshan Morning Journey" published in the "Holy Journal", how many holy pages should I get?"

"According to the convention, no matter what level the best poem in the county test is, you can get a page, and "Spring Dawn" is almost Naruto, so you can naturally get another page. "Twilight" has one page. "Shangshan Morning Journey" is a poem of Zhenguo, and the convention is to have three pages. However, at the level of Zhenguo, rewarding the Holy Page is secondary, and the important thing is the opportunity to enter Xuehai, Holy Tower, and other places. In fact, these are too far, and when you become a jinshi and enter the sea of learning, you will naturally understand. ”

Fang Yun was purely curious, but the shopkeeper Tang was afraid that he would be too ambitious, so Fang Yun didn't ask deeply.

Fang Yun said: "With the gift from Cai County's order, I only have a total of seven holy pages in my hand now, and I am reluctant to sell them if I run out." ”

"Well, the holy page is precious, try to keep it to save your life, and when you want to sell it in the future, you must find me first. ”

Fang Yun smiled: "This holy page should have other functions, right?"

The shopkeeper of Tang Da said calmly: "Yes, the general scholar Wenbao or above will not sell it for money, either barter or exchange it for the holy page. The saints were not short of silver, so they often traded on the holy page. ”

The two entered the State Academy of Literature and signed a contract and separated, while Fang Yun took part of the "Fox Rhyme" written by Fang Daniu to find the Zhou master book.

Master Zhou saw Fang Yun coming, put down the official document in his hand, glanced at the paper in Fang Yun's hand, and joked: "Won't it be the handwriting of Fang Da Niu again?"

"It's his, my new compilation of "Fox Rhyme", I haven't finished writing, so I will file it first to avoid being robbed. Fang Yun smiled and handed the manuscript paper to Master Zhou.

"Who dares to rob you of Fang Zhenguo's masterpiece now. ”

"I have a new nickname?"

Master Zhou said with a smile: "Of course, in less than a month, what is Shuangzhenguo, not Fang Zhenguo?" Heaven to earth, rain to wind, continent to sky, ......

Master Zhou began to read "Fox Rhyme" involuntarily...... Sent OO plus a small tail readership in the work related.