Lord Yongle was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the person clearly, he didn't take the whip, but just sneered: "Hmph, who should I be." It turned out to be you Fang Yun. What, you little bastard wants to stand up for them?"

"Smack!"

Fang Yun's wrist flicked, and the end of the long whip broke free from the hand of the county lord of Yongle, rolled it in the air, and slapped it the face of this arrogant girl. This time, there was immediately a red mark, and even blood oozed out.

"You, you, you dare to hit me......" Lord Yongle covered his face, and only reacted half-loudly, screaming incredibly.

"Hmph, who did you just say is a cheap breed? Your mother is just a concubine of the Marquis of Pingding, and her status is low, why do you dare to shout here? Although Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin are concubines, at least they know etiquette and education, and they don't embarrass their mother. What about you, a woman's family, don't go to learn embroidery and chess well, but here you dance guns and whips, and fight fiercely. If your mother knew how to be polite, how could she teach an uneducated daughter like you!" Fang Yun was fierce and aggressive, and dismissed the Yongle County Lord to the point of incompleteness.

"What's going on with this Fang Yun, isn't he usually very low-key and doesn't fight with others?

"This Yongle County Lord has practiced under his hands, and usually, three or two people can't get close at all, so they were snatched away by Fang Yun. Just looking at this hand, this Fang Yun is only afraid that he has a lot of kung fu at the bottom of his hand. ”

"Hehe, this Yongle County Lord Ping rì has nostrils facing the sky, and his eyes are higher than the sky. There are also a lot of people who have been bullied by her in the school palace, and now she has met the opponent!"

......

The people around were in twos and threes, pointing at the two of them and discussing, looking excited, mostly watching the excitement. There is no intention of meddling in. There are also those who have been oppressed by the lord of Yongle County, and they are quite relieved to see it at this time.

On the ground, Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin glanced at each other. They thought that Ping Rì and Fang Yun didn't have much friendship, and they didn't understand why he would help them. But Fang Yun spoke for their mother, which made the two of them more grateful than Fang Yun helping them stop the whip.

"You, you are so bold!" The county lord of Yongle pointed at Fang Yun, trembling with anger, he couldn't believe that a commoner marquis's child would dare to beat her.

"I am the wife of a prince, and your mother is a concubine. You are a son of a prince, and you have a humble position, and you dare to speak wild words in front of me, even if you are beaten? If you don't know what to do, and you are still arrogant, it will not be as simple as a whip later!"

Fang Yun said and took a step forward, directly forcing within two feet of the Yongle County Lord. He used the kung fu of the reckless bull fist in this step, and a brutal momentum suddenly surged up all over his body, giving people a strong sense of oppression. This reckless ox lives in the wilderness, and is most comfortable, unrestrained, and at the same time free of taboos. They have sharp horns and are powerful at the same time, and they must retreat even if they are touched by tigers and lions.

"Ahh She had no doubt that if she dared to be here, Fang Yun would really dare to do something terrible.

"Get out!"

Fang Yun's tongue was like thunder, and the county lord of Yongle was so frightened by her that his face turned pale, and he violently pushed away the crowd, and rushed out without looking back, and she could still hear her crying and scolding from a distance:

"Fang Yun, you wait for me. We, the Pingding Marquis Mansion, will not let you go......"

Fang Yun didn't care, this kind of barbaric woman only knew how to rely on her family to bully others. Stripped of the skin of the family, their inside is very fragile.

"Thank you," Zhang Ying said gratefully, standing up from the ground.

"It's a gesture. Fang Yun said indifferently.

"It's a bit troublesome now," Zhou Xin looked sad after he got up.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yun said in surprise.

"Brother Fang, do you know that the daughter of a concubine of the Lord of Yongle County, why does she dare to be so coquettish?"

Fang Yun shook his head, this kind of thing wouldn't pay attention at all, how could he know.

"The fiancé of the lord of Yongle is Li Ping, the youngest son of the Marquis of Zhenguo, according to the law of my Great Zhou, Li Ping, a flat wife like Li Ping, when he becomes an adult, is at least the title of a viscount. Moreover, the Marquis of Zhenguo and the Marquis of Pingding intend to unite, and this is how the marriage between the lord of Yongle and the marquis of the town came about. This time you hit Lord Yongle and scratched her face. I'm afraid there's big trouble!" Zhou Xin said worriedly.

"It turned out to be him," Fang Yun waved his hand when he heard the name of Li Ping, the marquis of the town, and he didn't care. Li Ping and Yang Qian, even if they don't come to find themselves, they will go to them.

Zhou Xin also saw that Fang Yun was not concerned, and the worry between his eyebrows was even worse.

In the Cold Smoke Hall, Yang Qian and Li Ping were surrounded by a group of scholars and were talking. Suddenly, he heard a cry in his ears and smelled a burst of aroma in his nose, Li Ping felt that the red shadow flashed in front of him, and the warm fragrance of nephrite was already in his arms.

"Little Hou Ye, you must stand up for me. I've been bullied," the lord of Yongle held Li Ping in his hands and cried on his chest.

"Who? who dares to bully you?" Yang Qian stood up and shouted. Yang Qian and the county lord of Yongle are both from the Marquis of Pingding, and Yang Qian can catch Li Ping's line because of the reason of the lord of Yongle.

"Fang Yun, it's Fang Yun's little!" "The county lord of Yongle cried so much that the pear rain brought flowers, and when he heard his brother's inquiry, he raised his head and said hatefully.

"What? it's him!" Li Ping and Yang Qian were shocked at the same time and glanced at each other. The two didn't expect Fang Yun to be so bold, and he would make such a big move as soon as he came to the Academy.

"This guy is so daring. This time, the mother put pressure on the Heavenly Snake Mountain and transferred Fang Lin back to see what this little mongrel still had to rely on. Last time, I beat him lightly, this time I have to break his legs, otherwise he won't be able to remember!" Li Ping's eyes flashed with a fierce light, the in-laws between him and the county lord of Yongle were approved by the two marquis, and the mothers of both sides facilitated. Fang Yun whipped Yongle in the face, but it hurt in his heart.

"Little sister, lead the way, we'll help you get back to the field!" Yang Qian clenched his fists, and there was a snapping sound inside, and in his palm, a black bead turned. He had already estimated that Fang Yun hadn't come to the Academy Palace during this time, and he must have been practicing hard, so he hadn't been idle during this time.

With the county lord of Yongle in front, Yang Qian and Li Ping behind, a large group of students hugged each other and rushed to the place that the county lord of Yongle said.

"There!"

Fang Yunzheng was walking in the crowd with Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin, and suddenly heard Jiao Qi, turned his head to look, and saw the Yongle County Lord in the crowd at a glance. Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin also found out afterwards that their faces changed greatly.

"Get out of the way!"

With a brutal shout, the scholars of the school palace who were blocking in front of Fang Yun were forcibly separated into a passage, Yang Qian and Li Ping rushed over with a large group of people, and surrounded Fang Yun, Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin with a wave of their hands, with a great posture of asking the teacher for guilt.

"Fang Yun, you're looking for death!"

With a loud shout, Li Ping didn't say a word, he slashed out with a punch, and smashed at Fang Yun with the hunting wind. Halfway through, he turned into a tiger with five fingers and turned into a tiger shape, which is the more clever tiger fist in the basic boxing method.

Syllable!

Fang Yun took a small step back, but he was able to avoid Li Ping's fist style, and at the same time spoke: "Li Ping, our fight, has this begun?"

Li Ping was stunned, he didn't expect to be avoided by Fang Yun. He knew that Fang Yun in the past would never be able to dodge his punch.

"Yes, it seems that it took some hard work. It's a pity that you still can't fight us!" Yang Qian's eyes flashed, and he sneered in his heart.

"About Dou!" The surrounding princes and disciples were stunned when they heard this, and then their whole bodies became excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. It turns out that there is such a fight between these three people.

"About Dou, hum, Fang Yun, you think too simply. If you lose, let's fight once a day. We want to hit you, and we don't need your consent at all. This condition has to be changed. ”

"How do you want to change it?"

"It's very simple, haven't you always been dissatisfied with us saying that you are a bastard, a cheap seed? If you lose, just say in front of everyone, I am a cheap seed, a mongrel born from the Quartet. You commoner Hou are all mongrels and lowly races, and you are not qualified to sit on an equal footing with the descendants of our Great Zhou nobles," Yang Qian said with his head held high, in a condescending manner.

"Okay, just do it! Humiliate him severely!" The first to applaud was the county lord of Yongle beside Li Ping. As soon as Yang Qian's condition was said, the county lord of Yongle immediately felt that it was more painful than any physical torture.

What pain is more painful than the trampling of soul and self-esteem?

"Yes, that's it. The surrounding princes and disciples who were becoming more inflamed also followed suit.

There has always been a contradiction between the aristocratic marquis and the commoner marquis of the Great Zhou Dynasty. According to the law of the Great Zhou, there is actually no such thing as a commoner marquis and a noble marquis, and the two sides are the same in terms of titles. However, the Great Zhou has another provision on the succession of titles.

After a hundred years of the new prince, only his eldest son or eldest grandson can be given the title of earl, and the rest of the heirs will not be knighted.

In other words, people like Fang Yun and Fang Lin. After the death of Fang Yin, the Marquis of the Four Directions, Fang Yun and Fang Lin could not inherit his marquis title, nor could they inherit his military power. And Fang Lin could only record the title of an earl in the court and receive the corresponding Dai Lu. As for Fang Yun, he has no right to inherit the title at all, and naturally there is no Dai Luzhi to say, and his treatment is no different from that of a commoner.

The eldest son can inherit his father's title and military power, while the other heirs can also get the title of a baron, and receive Dai Lu from the Great Zhou court every year.

These two kinds of differential treatment are also the reasons for the spread of the theory of aristocratic marquis and commoner marquis in Beijing.

"What if you lose?" Fang Yun looked calm, and his tone revealed a strong confidence.

"Lose?" Yang Qian was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't thought about this question. However, the descendants of the noble marquis have their own arrogance: "Ha, if you lose, you can put forward a condition at will, but it must be something I can do." ”

Yang Qian added. He wasn't stupid, if Fang Yun said that he wanted him to commit suicide, he would also agree, wouldn't he be stupid.

"Well, everybody's heard. Since the little marquis has said so, I hope everyone will be a witness. Fang Yun was waiting for him.

"Wow!"

The crowd was in an uproar, looking at Fang Yun incredulously. Among them, Fang Yun is more familiar, and he feels that Fang Yun has not been here for half a month, and he seems to have changed before and after.

In the crowd, two handsome young men in brocade clothes also stood side by side, looking at Fang Yun and Yang Qian, who were surrounded by the crowd. These two people have the same temperament, such as the moon hanging, both of them are fifteen or sixteen years old, a few years older than Fang Yun and the others.

"Brother Shi, it seems that we don't have anything to fight off, so we are going to face off against these two people," the young man on the left was slender, like a sword pointing at the sky, and the aura exuded from his body was also like a sword out of the sheath, and the edge was exposed.

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