After the matter of killing the demon was finished, the wine and food came up, and a total of sixteen people in the three classes of the two seats began to drink and eat lively.

After a while, they began to chat, there were stories of ancient sages, the privacy of officials in the court, the experience of killing demons, the secrets of the imperial examination, and the interesting stories of the academy, and the atmosphere was excellent, without the slightest kind of dumping and hatred.

Fang Yun listened carefully to these things and increased his knowledge, and at the same time observed these people, and found that although these people were not perfect, they were all very measured, and people like Liu Zicheng were a minority after all.

Not long ago, when it comes to this year's state examination, people in the third class will participate, only two in the second class will participate, and only one of the first class will want to participate in last year's show, Li Yuncong, who is the first in the first class.

Then the people began to discuss the scriptures, the doctrines, and the poems, and the state examination no longer required the Holy Word.

Speaking of poetry, these people asked Fang Yun to talk about it, but Fang Yun couldn't refuse, and found some points for writing poetry in the world of strange books, and combined with what they had learned these days, they mentioned a few points that they might not know.

These showmen didn't eat or drink any food, and a few people even memorized while listening, for fear of forgetting.

When Fang Yun finished speaking, no one spoke, some continued to write records, and some strengthened their memory in their hearts.

It was close to seven o'clock in the evening when there was a knock on the door, and then the three men pushed the door and entered.

The showmen in the room thought they were guys from the restaurant, some looked over, some didn't look at the door, but all the people who looked at the door stood up nervously, and those who didn't look back hurriedly turned around, and then stood up one after another.

Fang Yun also stood up, remembering that he had seen the three of them in the cafeteria, but he was sitting far away at the time and didn't pay much attention to it. Three tall young men in black robes stood in the doorway, and all three of them had a pine tree embroidered on their cuffs.

The leader of the group had a resolute face, his eyes were extremely attentive, and he smiled and said: "Yefeng of Lishan Society, I have seen all my classmates. ”

"I've seen Brother Night. The crowd returned the favor.

"I had dinner with a few friends from the Lishan Club at Xiyue Building, and I heard that you guys were also coming to take a look. I didn't expect Fang Shuangjia to be here, can you be willing to give us my favorite young poet for a moment and let us talk about poetry?"

Chang Wanxu saw that the other party was here to invite Fang Yun, and immediately smiled: "Then let it be given to you, but if you pour Fang Yun wine, be careful that our fifteen shows will kill you and fight with you!"

"Ha Luha, don't you dare!Fang Shuangjia, can you talk about it?"

"Brother Night is invited, so he should accompany him. Fang Yundao.

Ye Feng said, "Please." ”

The four of them entered the next room, and there was no one else inside.

The four of them sat down, and Ye Feng introduced two lifters, one was Huang Yusheng from Changqu Mansion, and the other was Xu Jingxian from Dayuan Mansion.

After a moment of greeting, Fang Yun smiled and said, "Since Brother Night is the head of the Lishan Society, poetry is naturally not a problem, is there something else to do with me this time?"

Ye Feng said with a smile: "Fang Shuangjia is really fast, then I will say it directly, I hope you can join our Lishan Club." In August this year, I will leave Jiangzhou and go to the capital to participate in the Beijing test, and the position of the head of the club will be given to Yusheng, and in two years, you will be the head of the Lishan Club. ”

Fang Yundao: "As far as I know, the motto of the Lishan Society is: The heart is to the sage, and the ambition is to Anbang. Your real purpose is not in the Holy Word, but in the court, is what I said true?"

Ye Feng said calmly: "All of us are determined to be in the Holy Dao, but the Holy Dao is too difficult, so it is better to retreat to the second, and raise hope, fame, and talent in the court. ”

Fang Yun nodded and said, "This is the best path, but I am not interested in the court, so I may not be able to stay in Jiangzhou or Lishan Society all the time." ”

"I know that you are ambitious, and you are a rare talent in a hundred years, we have talked about you many times, you will become a great Confucian, and you may even be canonized. If you were just aiming for the court, the three of us would not have invited you so solemnly. If you are willing to join the Lishan Society, I will immediately give you the position of the head of the Society. ”

Huang Yusheng and Xu Jingxian looked at Ye Feng in surprise, they didn't expect him to be so decisive, and the two of them didn't object, because if Fang Yun entered the Lishan Society, it would be of great help to them.

"Brother Xie Ye is very loving, but after I get admitted to Xiucai, I will go to Yuhai City to study, and I can't stay in the State Academy of Literature for a long time. ”

"I'm from Yuhai Mansion. Ye Feng smiled.

"After that, I went to Yuhai City, and I hope that Brother Night will help me a lot. ”

"That's what the words are. Not to mention that General Fang Shouye is in Yuhai, and not to say that Governor Zhang Poyue appreciates you very much, just the identity of Jianmei Gong's half-friend, you can walk sideways in Yuhai City. Lord Yuanjun has a lot of old days in Yuhai City, if you go to Yuhai, I am afraid that they will go out of the city to greet them, where will it be my turn to help. ”

"Brother Night is too modest. Fang Yun continued to say polite words.

Ye Feng said: "It's better to be like this, we hired you as a guest of the Lishan Society, a hundred taels of silver every month, you can do anything that the head of the club can do, and we will also do our best to promote your literary name." How?"

Fang Yunzhi is similar to the honorary head of the society, and his status is higher than that of ordinary members, and most of the officials who have walked out of the Lishan Society are the honorary heads of the Lishan Society.

Fang Yunzheng hesitated, and Ye Feng said: "We know that the small pond of the Lishan Society can't afford to raise you as a big dragon, but as you grow steadily, you will need capable subordinates after all, and fellow villagers and societies will always be the most trustworthy." I originally wanted to use your strength to overpower the British Society, but today I realized that this Jingguo is too small, you will go further than us, and the little British Society is nothing. You treat the Lishan Society as a post station and an inn along the way, and it will not prevent you from going to the main shrine of the Holy Courtyard, which is your final place. ”

Fang Yun looked at Ye Feng and asked with a smile, "You have a good tongue, are you a minor in the Zongheng family?"

"No, I am a minor in the military, kill the enemy with my talents, and enter politics with my heart. Ye Feng's eyes brightened.

Fang Yun nodded and said, "Since I and the Ying Society are already like fire and water, then I will temporarily join the Lishan Society, and I hope that the children of the poor family can support each other." ”

The three of them were overjoyed.

The four of them talked for a long time, and set a time for them to be transported into the club, and then they returned to the room of the Xiucai class.

Pushing the door in, Fang Yun found that there were four more people in the room.

Like Ye Feng, these four people were all wearing lifting clothes, and they were very happy to chat with these showmen.

Seeing Fang Yun coming in, everyone stood up one after another, and one of the extremely burly young men smiled and said, "Are we a step too late?"

"You are ......"

Next, Chang Wanxu introduced these four people to Fang Yun one by one, all four of them are related to famous families, the burly young man turned out to be Zhang Ruhai, the son of Zhang Poyue, the governor of Jiangzhou, and the Zhang family itself is a famous family in Mizhou, but this Zhang Ruhai's school registration is in Jiangzhou.

"Aren't you considering coming to our British Society?"

Fang Yun said: "I offended the Liu family, how could I join your clan's Ying Society, I have already promised to be a guest of the Lishan Society." ”

Zhang Ruhai said helplessly: "You are Uncle Fang's nephew, you should have joined the British Society, and you are all to blame for Liu Zicheng's bastard." But don't worry, this Ying Society is not the Ying Society of his Liu family, since you are a member of the Fang family, you are your own person, you can come to me if you have something in the future. ”

Fang Yun said with a smile: "Then I will thank Brother Zhang first." ”

Although Zhang Ruhai is a lifter, he is quite arrogant like his father, and he is not informal, and he drinks with Fang Yun, and the atmosphere in the room is extremely high.

It was not until nine o'clock in the evening that everyone left the restaurant, and Fang Yun also drank a little too much, and walked a little shaky, but his mind was still very clear.

Returning home in the carriage, as soon as the door was opened, the little fox ran over quickly, threw himself into Fang Yun's arms and screamed, as if complaining about why Fang Yun hadn't come to see it for a day.

"I may often be away from home during the day in the future, and I will kill demons in a few days, and it will be ten days and a half months when I leave, you have to get used to it. Fang Yun said as he rubbed the slave's little head with his hand.

A look of worry flashed in the slave's eyes.

The new mansion is huge, in addition to Mrs. Jiang and Fang Daniu, there are two more maids and a gatehouse than before, and Tan Yu and Nie Shi don't live here.

After Fang Yun entered the house, he chatted with Yang Yuhuan for a while, drank a bowl of decanting soup cooked by Mrs. Jiang, and continued to study.

Today, Fang Yun didn't study until four o'clock in the morning, and went to sleep in the middle of the night just after arriving.

The next day, Fang Yun continued to study at the State Academy of Literature.

The morning was calm, Mr. Wang's first class was about the demon language, Fang Yun basically couldn't understand it, and decided to let the strange book world "eat" some books in the demon language in the evening.

After that, it is time to talk about the meaning of the scriptures and the words.

At noon, Mr. Wang said what he was going to talk about in the afternoon and turned to leave.

Fang Yun was about to go to lunch with his classmates, but a voice came from his ears.

"Come to my Spiegel Hall. ”

Fang Yun didn't expect it to be the voice of Li Wenying, the monarch of the courtyard, so he said to them: "You go to dinner first, I have some personal matters, don't wait for me." ”

Fang Yun walked to the front of the Junwen Hall of the Yuan, looked up and saw the plaque on it with the words "Mingjing Hall", and knocked on the door three times.

"Come in. ”

Then I saw a strange wind push the door open.

Fang Yun waved outside the threshold and said, "Student Fang Yun has met Master Yuanjun. ”

Li Wenying was sitting on the Taishi chair behind the big table, looked at Fang Yun and smiled, "Come to the table and say." ”

Fang Yun walked to the table and didn't find anything special, it was the four treasures of the study room and the official document, the middle of the table was very clean, only a wool felt, which was used to pad under the white paper.

"I don't know what Lord Yuanjun commands. ”

Li Wenying said with a smile: "I wrote a poem last winter, and my talent is only one line away from reaching the mansion, and if I can reach the mansion, I will have a great chance of being on "Wendao". I asked a few friends to help, but they couldn't make this poem better, and the flowers blooming outside today reminded me of last year's plum blossom, and also remembered the poem "Early Plum". Your literary style is the best in Jiangzhou, and I am not as good as you. Will you help me?"

Fang Yun said: "If Lord Yuanjun is not afraid that I am a shallow learner, I can give it a try, but if I don't do it well, don't scold me." ”

Li Wenying scolded with a smile: "You don't pretend to be honest in front of me, why aren't you afraid of me scolding you if you use my reputation to sell books?"