Chapter 222 Haoran is angry and soars into the sky

"Jie'er, put your eldest brother in the hall of thought, and the affairs of Hangzhou will be represented by you for the time being!" Fang La finished speaking, flicked his sleeves, and walked directly out of the rudder. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Uncle......" Fang Jie saw Fang La's movements, and hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to say something.

"If you plead, lock him up too!" Fang La's footsteps paused.

"No, the little nephew wants to ask, how long will it be ......" Fang Jie heard Fang La say this, and immediately changed his words.

"Let's close it first!" Fang Jie's little Jiujiu could avoid Fang La's eyes, snorted coldly, and then said, "Wait until he understands something before coming out!"

Then Fang Latou did not return except for the station of the rudder, and went directly to the main altar to help the source cave.

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Nanjing Yingtianfu in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Where the Guozijian is located, Yingtian Academy.

"The students are the first talented Qing Song Ting, and the Tianshixing Academy is the crown of Huaxia!"

Yingquan slowly read out these two couplets hanging on the gate of Yingtian Academy.

"Dare to ask, but is Huashan's Yingdao chief?" a student from the academy walked out at this time and said to Yingquan.

"It's the poor road. "When Yingquan arrived at the northern border, he had already changed back into his robe, especially after arriving here, he didn't hide his identity.

Presumably, people who thought they had disappeared suddenly could breathe a sigh of relief.

"How long did Poor Dao give you, just to watch a good show, I hope you don't let Poor Dao down!" Yingquan said secretly in his heart.

And there is another point, the news of Yingquan's trip to Jiangnan has not been transmitted at all, Yingquan secretly guesses, I am afraid that his sworn brother played a certain role in it.

I'm afraid it can't be separated from Fang Tianding.

"The patriarch knew that the Taoist was coming here, so he asked the students to wait here. The student's eyes lit up, and then he said, "Please also ask the Taoist chief to go with the student." ”

"The patriarch of your academy?" Ying Quan was stunned, in fact, he didn't even know who the dean of the academy was, let alone their patriarch.

However, since people are sincerely invited, it is not easy for him to refuse, just to see who the patriarch of Yingtian Academy is.

It's been more than two years since I came to this world, and I've had a certain immunity to all kinds of unexpected things in this world.

Even if this ancestor of Yingtian Academy is really an old monster, Yingquan is also mentally prepared.

The seowon is huge.

It is full of cultural atmosphere, and the atmosphere of Confucianism is everywhere.

Although he is also half a Taoist, I have to say that this Confucianism can be favored by the emperors of previous dynasties, and it is really not in vain.

When it comes to governing the world, without these Confucian students, I'm afraid it's really not good.

The academy has a back hill, and there is a forest in the back hill, and there is a small wooden house in the woods.

At the foot of the hill, there is a straight path, paved with bluestone steps, leading to the small wooden house without any obstruction.

"Daoist, the students can only send you here. At the intersection of the mountain, the student stopped, and said to Yingquan with a hint of apology: "The ancestor is in that wooden house, and the student is leaving!"

After saying that, the student left directly, and he didn't even leave his name.

Yingquan turned to look at the cabin at the end of the mountain road.

An awe-inspiring righteousness soared into the sky.

"This momentum!" Yingquan actually felt that he was affected by this righteous qi, and his heart was shocked: "Could it be that this is really a great Confucian here, and he has already cultivated Haoran righteousness?"

When I get to the top, let's see what kind of master it is!

Yingquan stepped on this first staircase.

"Coax!"

Yingquan only felt that he was shocked, and he found that his body was gradually no longer under his control, and then his eyes went dark, and a scene appeared in front of his eyes.

I'm on top of an attic.

Looking at the water of the river from afar, the mighty and mighty, the endless horizon, the weather is myriad, Yingquan actually felt that in his chest, there was a surging feeling for no reason.

After a short time, the wind roared angrily, the turbid waves emptied, the sun and stars were shining, and the mountains were hidden, and Yingquan at this time actually found himself in the middle of a flat boat in this big river, and every time he was about to be swallowed up by the wind and waves, he could turn evil into good fortune and turn danger into disaster.

I don't know how long this scene lasted, but Yingquan was fixed on the boat, and transported the true yuan as a resistance, motionless.

Although it is extremely dangerous, the further it goes, the more Yingquan's has no fluctuations, and even the true yuan mentioned has also dispersed, as if these dangers are like commonplace, and they can no longer arouse the waves in Yingquan's heart.

In a blink of an eye, the boat had already reached the shore, and Yingquan subconsciously stepped off the boat and went ashore.

But it has brought about a change in the order.

The sky and water are one color, one is blue, the shore is lush and green, the long smoke is empty during the day, and the moon is thousands of miles at night.

Yingquan looked at this ever-changing scenery, and suddenly his heart moved, could it be ......

Before Yingquan finished thinking about it, he felt a shock to his body, and some of the things in front of him were all vain, and he returned to Yingtian Academy.

But his position has come from the foot of the back mountain, to the front of the wooden house.

At this time, Yingquan already had a guess about the owner of the wooden house.

"Since Xiaoyou has arrived, why don't you go into the house and talk about it!" a neutral voice with a hint of majesty came from inside the room.

"Excuse me!" Yingquan saluted respectfully outside, and then went to push the door.

The beard and hair are all white, the face is full of red light, the body is straight, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring.

This is the only impression of Yingquan facing the old man in front of him.

"Poor Dao has seen Wen Zhenggong!" Yingquan said with a word, breaking the identity of this old man, Fan Wenzheng!

Another name is also needed, everyone is more familiar - Fan Zhongyan!

"You actually recognize the old man?" Fan Zhongyan was slightly stunned, and then there was a hint of a smile on his face: "Haha, there are also things that he miscalculated in Shen Cun!"

"Senior also recognize Senior Shen?" Ying Quan asked in surprise when he heard Shen Cunzhong's name from Fan Zhongyan's air.

Shen Kuo, the word Shen Cunzhong, the descendant of Tianjimen, the Great Song Si Tianjian, for Yingquan, is a turning point in his life!

"The old man is an official in the same hall as him, do you know it?" Fan Zhongyan sighed secretly, and then said: "When I saw you today, the old man knew that the limit of existence had probably been reached. ”

"Senior Shen died in front of Poor Dao, and Poor Dao was buried with his own hands. Ying Quan heard Fan Zhongyan's explanation, and smiled bitterly, he actually forgot that the two of them were officials of the Great Song Dynasty, so they naturally knew each other, but now it seems that the relationship between the two is probably not as simple as knowing each other. (To be continued.) )