"The bull grinds its horns!"

"The bull hits the rock!"

Fang Yun had a clear eye in every move, and more and more heaven and earth vitality gathered around him. Fang Yun had already sensed that the speed of absorbing Yuan Qi had slowed down, this was obviously the peak of the Yuan Qi level, a special phenomenon that was about to step into the True Qi level.

"With my current situation, in a few days, I should be able to step into the True Qi level!" Fang Yun pondered in his heart for a while, and suddenly slammed his palm on the rockery in the Purple Dragon Garden.

Collapse!

A stone the size of a millstone cracked and fell from the mountain, sliding into the pool, splashing a large splash. Fang Yun's physical strength had reached the point of smashing the stele and cracking the stone, and this was really the performance of the peak of vitality. Fang Yun's judgment in his heart became more and more certain.

"Go to the Academy Palace!" Cultivation is a great advance, and Fang Yun is also very happy in his heart. Walking out of the pavilion, a well-behaved girl immediately gave her a new coat.

"Young master, drink this bowl of ginseng tea. This is the lady herself, saying that the young master has practiced hard and wants to make up for his body. Waiting for Fang Yun to change into his coat, the delicate maid immediately handed over a cup of Sheng Tengteng teacup.

"This is the lady's early riser," added another maid in a brocade jacket.

Drinking the strong ginseng tea, Fang Yun was both moved and guilty. It doesn't matter if you practice at night, but you can't sleep well even if your mother is tired.

"When you go back and tell your mother, just say I'm just practicing for a while. I won't go to the Purple Dragon Garden in the future," Fang Yun made up his mind in his heart, and moved the practice location back to the wing room in the future. Although the place is a little smaller, and some of them can't be used, it's better than worrying my mother.

"Really, that's good. Let's go back and tell Madame," said the two girls, looking at each other with a look of delight. Mrs. Huayang is the most kind-hearted and good to everyone in the house. The maids watched Mrs. get up early to make ginseng soup, and they were also a little anxious, after all, Mrs. Huayang was not young anymore.

After sending the two girls away, Fang Yun strode out of the Sifang Hou Mansion.

Walking into the School Palace, Fang Yun suddenly felt that there was something different today, but where was the difference, and he couldn't tell for a while. It seems that from time to time, some strange eyes will look at him, but this kind of thing has been since he defeated Yang Qian last time. Fang Yun didn't take it to heart either.

When I arrived at the place where I usually attended the lectures, this strange feeling became even stronger.

"That's not right," Fang Yun stopped and glanced around: "There is a problem." There are usually a lot of people in the school palace, and a stone thrown can kill several people. Why is it so quiet here, not a single figure can be seen. ”

Yes, outside the usual crowded school, it is quiet at this time, and there is no figure to be seen. This is in stark contrast to the bustling scene in front of the school on the other side.

Fang Yun turned his head violently, only to see an arc behind him, and the scholars opened their eyes wide, looking at themselves. Seeing Fang Yun looking over, he turned his head one by one.

"There is a problem!" Fang Yun quickly strengthened the judgment in his heart, but he didn't care, his robe swayed, and he walked towards the school: "The soldiers will block, who will drown." I'd like to see who's playing tricks!"

Fang Yun pushed open the door and stepped into the entrance hall in one step. When I looked up, I saw that both sides of the gate were tight. Two rows of guards with expressionless expressions, knives in their hands, stood straight on either side.

In the two rows of guards, there is a lacquered red sandalwood Taishi chair, a four-legged mahogany table, and a celadon teacup is placed on it.

On the Taishi's chair, there was a middle-aged woman with a fair face, who looked to be about thirty or forty years old. Her hair was pulled up, with a few gold-veined hairpins inserted, and her slender palms pressed on the armrests on both sides, looking not angry but mighty.

"Kneel!" Seeing Fang Yun coming in, Mrs. Xuanhua suddenly shouted. The voice is loud, with infinite majesty and momentum.

"Huh?" Fang Yun raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Who are you?"

"Bold, didn't your mother teach you the etiquette of meeting the imperial court?" Mrs. Xuanhua's voice was fierce, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she was suppressed by the imperial court.

"Fang Yun, you are so bold. When I saw Mrs. Xuanhua Niangniang, the Marquis of Pingding, I still didn't salute! This is the lady of the imperial court's canonization, do you dare to despise the imperial court? Do you despise the queen's mother?" A voice shouted beside him, his voice was sharp and high-spirited, it was Yang Qian who came with the car.

Only then did Fang Yun notice Yang Qian behind the middle-aged woman, and his face suddenly changed: "It turned out to be him!"

"Be bold, don't kneel yet. It seems that you want me to go to the queen mother and join your mother!" Mrs. Xuanhua said with a cold face.

The law of the Great Zhou Dynasty decreed that Fang Yun, a scholar who had no merit and a title, should kneel and bow when he met the lady of the imperial court!

There was still the taste of the ginseng soup boiled by his mother in his mouth, thinking of his mother's situation, walking on thin ice and struggling in Beijing, how could Fang Yun bear to let his mother suffer again.

Bang!

Heavy, with endless humiliation, inside and outside the door, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Fang Yun knelt heavily on the ground and bowed his arrogant head.

"Student Fang Yun, I've seen Mrs. Xuanhua!" The moment he knelt down on his knees, Fang Yun felt that his heart was dripping blood.

"Fang Yun, hold back. For the sake of your mother, you have to hold back no matter what!" Fang Yun said to himself fiercely, he felt his hands trembling, he was afraid that he couldn't help himself and did something.

Seeing Fang Yun kneeling down and lowering her arrogant head, Mrs. Xuanhua finally nodded slightly. Behind him, Yang Qian's eyes flickered, and he looked happy to succeed.

Taking the lead and suppressing the opponent's momentum, for Mrs. Xuanhua, this is the first step. Among the nobles in Shangjing, after years of intrigue and conspiracy, Mrs. Xuanhua has already polished her own methods.

This kind of intrigue and intrigue, the party fights against differences, and it is also like fighting a war with a fellow army, paying attention to a routine of the art of war! If this kind of thing is also cultivated in different levels, Mrs. Xuanhua thinks that she is already a princely figure.

Mrs. Xuanhua glanced at Fang Yun coldly, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip gently, and then began to count them one by one:

"Little brute, you are so bold! In broad daylight, you dare to covet the things of my Pingding Marquis Mansion, and seize treasures and hurt people! Do you still have the royal law in your eyes?"

Fang Yun looked up at Yang Qian, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, knowing that he was playing with right and wrong. Feeling Fang Yun's hatred, Yang Qian was stunned and quickly turned his head away.

Seeing that Fang Yun still dared to raise her head, Mrs. Xuanhua became more and more angry in her heart: "If you don't agree with each other, you will hurt people and take the treasure." Do you still have courtesy, righteousness, and shame in your heart? You don't even have a sense of shame, aren't you a barbaric brute?"

Hearing the word 'beast', Fang Yun's body trembled, and his lips were bitten bloodied. He was threatened and oppressed by a woman who threatened and oppressed her mother, but could not refute it, how could he have suffered such humiliation?

Mrs. Xuanhua's lips moved, her lips were sharp, and she didn't let Fang Yun go at all: "It's just a matter of snatching treasures and hurting people, you are just a commoner marquis, with a slight identity and a humble status, you dare to insult the Pingding Marquis Mansion." If it weren't for the fact that the Hou Ye was not in the capital, and it was the previous dynasty, with such rudeness and boldness, I would have dragged you under the palace wall and put you to death at Ling Chi! No one can say!"

Hearing Mrs. Xuanhua say that she was going to pull herself under the palace wall and put her to death, Fang Yun's body trembled violently. In the previous life, the whole family of the Sifang Marquis Mansion, more than 300 people, was executed by the royal family under the palace wall.

Mrs. Xuanhua's casual words stabbed Fang Yun's heart the most. In an instant, Fang Yun's nails turned white, his eyes were blood-red, and he felt that he could barely hold back.

However, Mrs. Xuanhua was still continuing, not taking into account Fang Yun's feelings at all. Her style of acting, suppressing the enemy, has always been fatal with one blow, leaving no room for error.

"In broad daylight, you speak disrespectfully, you grab treasures and hurt people, you can be regarded as a little beast? The son doesn't teach, the father's fault, your father is from a humble background, he doesn't know how to be polite, he doesn't know how to educate, I don't blame him, but what about your mother?

Because of Mrs. Huayang, Fang Yun's mother, Mrs. Xuanhua was frustrated many times in front of the queen mother of the main palace. Let her be clever and play with right and wrong, but when she encounters Mrs. Huayang's warm bowl and soft xìng style, there is no room to play. When a hundred steels meet finger twisting, it is useless, and Mrs. Xuanhua has already accumulated a lot of resentment and anger in her heart!

Mrs. Xuanhua's lips moved, and she didn't mean to let go of Fang Yun at all. Hitting the snake and hitting seven inches, she was about to launch the final verbal offensive now, completely pinching Fang Yun to death:

"If the son does not teach, the mother is guilty. You two little brutes, one is bold and reckless, and if you don't want to go to the training of the Heavenly Snake Mountain, you won't go; the other has no king's law, and the other is the same as robbers? This is how your mother is a husband and a child? She is also worthy of being called the Xiangmen family and the Shili family? I think even the lowly people in the Xiangyue Building in the west of Shangjing know etiquette and education better than her. In vain, she is still a first-class lady canonized by the imperial court? A pariah is a pariah, even if I am benevolent and kind, and canonize her noble lady and wife, I will never be able to change the dirty bun spirit in my bones. I will never be able to get on the table, not even the jì girl in the kiln!"

Mrs. Xuanhua's scolding was not vicious, from the two brothers Fang Yun and Fang Lin, all the way to Mrs. Huayang. depreciated her to worthless, juxtaposed with jì women. After saying it in one breath, Mrs. Xuanhua's eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart was indescribably happy, and at this time, she also vaguely felt a little thirsty, so she picked up the tea cup on the mahogany table, ready to take a sip and moisten her throat.

"Enough!"

Fiercely, there was a loud shout in front of him, like thunder, shaking through the school palace. Mrs. Xuanhua was about to drink tea, when she heard this loud drink, she was shocked, the tea lid in her hand was overturned, and the celadon tea cup collided, almost unable to hold it.