Fang Jun felt a chill and had goosebumps all over his body. When he looked up again, he saw Jiang Guhu following closely behind him, with a handsome face. At this moment, there were dark clouds, and his round eyes were staring at Fang Jun like the enemy who killed his father.
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Fang Jun threw away the girl holding his arm, but unexpectedly he used too much force and his elbow hit a soft spot...
A group of grass and mud horses roared past Fang Jun's mind.
Damn girl, do you know you can kill people?!
Fang Jun looked at Jiang Guhu, forced a smile, and said: "Brother Jiang Gu, please don't misunderstand..."
Yu Mingxue was pushed away, perhaps because she had just been touched in her private parts. Her innocent and lovely little face was red, doubly charming, and the delicate and fierce fierce girl transformed into a gentle and lovely beauty.
The girl took a step forward and stood in front of Fang Jun with her head bowed. She held her two small hands together, entangled with her delicate jade fingers, and made a sound like spring water.
"Erlang, why are you so cruel to me? You don't even know how much I missed you during the days when you were on the battlefield..."
Fang Jun almost spit out blood!
This girl disappeared together with old man Yu Ming and Yu Minglei for more than half a year. Why did she suddenly appear like this?
He glared and said fiercely: "You stinky girl, don't frame me! If you don't want to marry Jiang Guhu, that's your own business. It's bullshit among you gods. If you drag me, a common man, I'll be beaten by you."
A sneeze can cost you half your life, how can you bear it?"
He wouldn't believe a word of what this girl said.
It’s obvious that he doesn’t want to marry Jiang Guhu, so he’s using himself as a shield!
Fang Jun didn't mind her approach, but the problem was that when you were looking for a shield, you had to find someone who was tough and capable of fighting, right?
Just thinking about Jiang Guhu's skill in sending Duan Er flying dozens of meters away, Fang Jun shudders...
As a result, the girl Yu Mingxue neither cried nor fussed, nor did she get angry. She stared at Fang Jun with a pair of big bright eyes, staring at them, and suddenly they were filled with water vapor, and she was crying, even her pointed nose
They were all a little red, and their expressions were infinitely sad: "Erlang, why are you so cruel? Didn't you say at the beginning that as long as I left Yu Ming's house, you would marry me and live with me, sharing the same bed when we live, and sharing the same quilt when we die?"
For the rest of my life, until death, we will remain together..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Fang Jun couldn't stand it anymore and quickly stopped this crazy girl from running further and further on the road to pursue the Little Golden Man. He turned to look at Jiang Guhu and said: "Brother Jiang Gu, this girl is talking nonsense. There is nothing wrong with it.
I have nothing to do with..."
Jiang Guhu took a deep breath and looked at Yu Mingxue, who was standing next to Fang Jun like a little bird. His face was sad, and he nodded slowly and said, "I'll take my leave."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The back figure is lonely and lonely, full of endless desolation.
Fang Jun sighed softly: "The heartbroken man is at the end of the world... Ouch! You girl are crazy, aren't you? Why are you pinching me?"
Yu Mingxue took back her jade hand, snorted, and said displeasedly: "What's wrong with you? After all, I have saved your life. Even if you are upright and upright, you can't repay your kindness. You can't be ungrateful. Play with me."
It’s just acting, so you’re so reluctant?”
The previous tenderness disappeared without a trace, the sharpness between her eyebrows and eyes, that carefree crazy girl came back again...
Fang Jun sighed and said, "Why are you doing this? Brother Jiang Gu has a cheerful temperament and a kind heart. You and Miss Yu Ming are a match made in heaven. Even if you don't want to marry him, you clearly say so, and you are a match made in heaven."
Why do you need to drag me down like this?"
"You've gone too far!" Yu Mingxue's beautiful eyes widened, her face full of dissatisfaction: "In terms of friendship, we knew each other first, how could you have a new person and forget the old one?"
Fang Jun spread his hands and said helplessly: "This has nothing to do with friendship, right? This is a private matter between you and Jiang Guhu, but you have implicated me. There is no way you don't know Jiang Guhu's skills. A white porcelain tea cup,
He stretched out his hand and shook it, and it shattered into pieces... What if he became angry due to jealousy and humiliation, and gave me such a blow on the head?"
Yu Mingxue sneered: "Haha, after talking for a long time, it turns out you are afraid of death..."
Fang Jun scratched his head and said naturally: "Isn't it wrong to be afraid of death? Who is not afraid of death?"
Yu Mingxue narrowed her eyes and said threateningly: "You only know that Jiang Guhu is powerful. Have you forgotten that if I want to kill you, it will be effortless? I'm warning you, either cooperate with me honestly, or be careful.
I'll cut off your neck with my sword!"
A delicate and pretty little girl, with a face full of innocence and beauty, but what came out of her mouth were such vicious words. The contrast in the painting style was really speechless.
Fang Jun waved his hand, turned around and left.
"A man's head can be cut off and his blood can be shed. How can he be threatened like this by a woman? If word spreads, the reputation of Mr. and Mrs. will be tarnished! But because of our friendship, Mr. and Mrs. are also a chivalrous man with a warm heart. This
I helped..."
Yu Mingxue spat at Fang Jun's back: "Bah! Shameless... Oh, wait for me and tell me about overseas affairs. Are there really big fishes that are several miles long in the sea? Seriously?"
Can it kill whales? Also, is the Queen of Silla good-looking..."
The girl chased after Fang Jun, chattering endlessly.
Fang Jun was speechless, are you a curious baby?
One head and two big...
*****
The two of them walked together, one behind the other, along the stone steps and into the buildings on the hillside.
This place has beautiful mountains and clear waters. Even in winter, the nearby trees, mountains and rocks are all unique in their own way. You can imagine how beautiful and fascinating the scenery will be in the summer when the branches and leaves are lush and the flowing water flows.
There is no doubt that when the entire academy is completed in the future, this will definitely be the core area.
Yu Mingxue followed Fang Jun, bouncing around as she walked, asking all kinds of strange questions. Fang Jun would answer some questions from time to time, but most of them were left to her and ignored.
From a distance, one could see a large number of Confucian scholars standing around a huge bluestone at the end of the stone steps outside the building complex, arguing about something...
Fang Jun walked forward slowly and saw many familiar people among this group of Confucian scholars.
Among them is Kong Yingda...
Seeing Fang Jun and a pretty girl arriving hand in hand, everyone's argument stopped for a while.
Kong Yingda waved to Fang Jun and said: "Erlang is here just in time. I can recommend some wise men to you."
Although Kong Yingda has already become an official, since he presided over the compilation of "Five Classics of Justice", his status as a "Confucian master" has been unshakable. His influence in the literary world is unparalleled in the world.
Fang Jun quickly stepped forward and bowed: "Junior, I have met you sir."
Kong Yingda chuckled and said casually: "You don't have to be cautious. Although your cultivation in classics is far from enough, your attainments in poetry, poetry and poetry are well known to the world and are unparalleled! Therefore, there is no need to belittle yourself."
Someone suddenly snorted and said: "Poems, lyrics, and songs are nothing! If you don't know the classics or the teachings of saints, how can you know the principles of being a human being and the methods of doing things? We are dedicated to studying and unswerving. We have gone through many hardships and ups and downs.
Only then can you make any progress in the study of Confucian classics. Up to now, you are only a doctor in the Imperial Academy. How have you ever been famous in the world? You are just a young person. If you occasionally pick up a few good words and sentences, you will be able to spread your name to the world. You are not relying on your own ability.
Power? Just a lucky minister, nothing more than that."
Fang Jun was stunned for a moment.
what's the situation?
We honestly didn't say a word, and you came over to us in a quarrel?
Did we steal your wife, or did we carry your child down the well?
Following the voice, I realized that stealing my wife was definitely not possible. This old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was older than Kong Yingda. He was not even a hundred, but probably only eighty. He stood there tremblingly.
After talking for such a long time, I was rubbing my chest to feel relieved...
Fang Jun pursed his lips and said nothing.
He didn't dare to speak, for fear that he would retaliate and make others angry to death...
Kong Yingda's old face suddenly darkened, he glared at the person who spoke, and said displeasedly: "Brother Dezhao, why should I involve the younger generation in the bad relationship between you and me?"
The old man took a deep breath, rolled his eyes at Kong Yingda, and said disdainfully: "How can this be involved? Some people study for a lifetime, but never bend down to study Confucian classics. Instead, they study in temples.
Your Majesty, I despise making friends with the powerful and rejecting those who are dissident! Don’t argue with me. This kid is no more than a young man. How many days have he studied and how many studies have he obtained? Yet you praise him so highly, which shows that he is hopelessly obsessed with profit.
, it is really a disgrace to our Confucian generation!”
Fang Jun rolled his eyes helplessly. Hey, I took advantage of Kong Yingda and got shot while lying down...