The light in the sky dissipated, and the carriage returned to silence. Sangong's pen and ink was rolled up again, and fell beside Fang Yun. It was as if nothing had happened. Only the cold wind that kept pouring in through the open window reminded Fang.
Yun, everything just happened really happened.
"Master, what just happened? Are you okay?"
After a long silence, the old coachman's voice came from the darkness, a little uneasy.
"I'm fine!"
Fang Yun breathed a long sigh of relief. What just happened was too fast. Everything happened in a flash of lightning and ended in a flash of lightning. Fang Yun glanced at Sangong's pen and ink beside him. If he hadn't won the literary test today,
This volume of calligraphy and painting, I am afraid that I am already a dead person now!
"Uncle Zhang, please stop the carriage for a moment. I want to go out and take a breath."
After thinking about it, Fang Yun decided to go out and take a look.
"Master, something is wrong here. Why don't we go back home quickly?"
The old coachman said a little uneasily.
"Uncle Zhang, don't worry. This is Shangjing City, the capital of the Zhou Dynasty. What could happen?"
Fang Yun opened the carriage door and walked out. A few steps away, a black robe fell on the snow and billowed in the wind. Around the robe, some ashes were scattered on the snow.
Fang Yun strode over, lifted up his black robe, and several black beads and a black token immediately fell into his eyes.
"Pick it up and look at it."
Fang Yun picked up the token and saw many strange and evil patterns engraved on it. There was an animal head engraved on the front of the token and the word "evil" in the middle.
"When this person took action, he was full of evil spirits. It should be Fang Wai Yao Dao who was arrested by the imperial court!"
Fang Yun realized something in his heart, and quickly put the token and a few black beads into his arms. This man could fly with the wind, and Fang Yun knew that the treasure he carried was definitely good.
"Uncle Zhang, let's go back."
Fang Yun searched around again and found nothing, then returned to the carriage.
"Yes, Master."
The carriage driver responded happily. At this time, he also lit the charcoal fire again. With a whip in his hand, two purebred horses pulled the carriage and drove towards the Sifang Marquis Mansion again.
Not long after the carriage drove away, a wisp of wind blew past the original position, and a man in white with jade hanging from his waist appeared in the void. This man had a slender figure, free and easy temperament, and was modest. He only had eyes that were indifferent and ruthless.
The man in white clothes hung a long sword on his waist and stood in the void, silently watching the carriage go away. After a moment, his figure swayed and disappeared silently into the air.
Fang Yun was sitting in the carriage, holding Sangong's pen and ink in his hand, which felt heavy.
For millions of students in the world, Sangong is the representative of Confucian knowledge and cultivation, and the leader of Confucian spirit. Being rewarded with their pen and ink is an affirmation of his own knowledge. Fang Yun never thought that a calligraphy and painting of Sangong would reveal
His awe-inspiring and upright spirit can kill a master in the Reborn Realm!
"In my previous life, I heard that a person with profound Confucian knowledge could kill those practicing evil practices by shouting and scolding them. Before, I had always read it as a legend, but now it seems that this is probably
It’s not fiction.”
"Sangong is the leader of all the scholars in the world. A single calligraphy and painting can shock to death a Taoist master who is practicing in the realm of rebirth. If they take action in person, they are afraid that all the masters of demon Taoism will be shocked to death. When they go to the capital, a crowd of scholars gathers.
, and there are three princes sitting in charge. No wonder in my previous life, I always heard what the court said about demons, Taoists, and demons outside the country, but when I went to the capital, I almost never saw these people."
Fang Yun's thoughts were running through his mind. The originally clear Confucianism suddenly became strange in his eyes. There was also the mysterious man in black robe, whose aura contained in the pen and ink of a prince could shock him to death. Obviously, these foreigners who went to the capital had no idea.
As far as demons are concerned, they are no different from the dragon's pond and the tiger's den. Why is he, a man from outside the demonic path, coming to the capital?
Full of doubts, Fang Yun followed the carriage in the wind and snow and entered the Sifang Hou Mansion...
…
After the Lantern Festival Imperial Banquet, Shangjing City became much quieter. On the third day, the Sifang Marquis Mansion suddenly became much livelier.
"I am the Registrar of Qingyang County in Xuzhou. On behalf of the County Governor, I would like to see Mrs. Huayang!"
Early in the morning, a middle-aged scribe in black Confucian clothes and a master's attire appeared in front of the Sifang Hou Mansion, cupped his hands and said loudly. Behind him, several strong men were holding a few
A big red gift box stood quietly.
There was silence in the Sifang Hou Mansion. After a while, the door opened, and a maid squeezed her head out from the door, looked at it with a smile, and said: "Sir, please wait a moment, I will go in and report to Madam."
Fang Yun was practicing in the side room, when suddenly a servant came to report that it was his wife who invited him. Fang Yun was slightly surprised, straightened his clothes, and followed the servant to the main hall.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother, Mrs. Huayang, standing in the middle of the room, silently in a daze. In front of her, there were a lot of gift boxes. The gift boxes were placed in the lobby, almost filling half of the main hall.
"Mother, what's going on? Do we need to give so many gifts to the Lantern Festival this year?" Fang Yun said in surprise.
"Giggle," a pretty maid wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket snickered. She pointed at a gift box and said, "Master, first take a look at the gift card on this gift box."
"Huh?" Fang Yun was surprised. He took two steps forward and took a closer look. He saw these gift boxes and the posts on them all read, "A small gift, congratulations to Mr. Fang Yun, Yuanxiao High School!"
". Most of the genus names at the end are the names of the county governors, county magistrates, tribunals, etc. of the eighteen counties in Jiuzhou. There are also many officials who went to the capital.
What surprised Fang Yun most was that there were actually many names of military generals in these gift stickers. They didn't even have any connection with the Sifang Hou Mansion. The gifts given by these military generals were usually rectangular gift boxes. Judging from the shape, they looked very...
Obviously, it should be some type of weapon.
"this……,"
Fang Yun was also a little confused. Every year during the Lantern Festival, the Sifang Hou Mansion was crowded, and few people came and went. Even the few civilians from the same princes rarely interacted with the Sifang Hou Mansion. This time, the Sifang Hou Mansion
Why is it so lively and popular?
"Yun'er, tell me honestly. What did you do at the Lantern Festival Banquet the day before yesterday?"
Mrs. Huayang suddenly turned her head, her face rosy and excited.
"Mother, I..."
Fang Yun opened his mouth and was about to say something. At this moment, Mrs. Huayang's personal lady hurried in.
"Madam, Mr. Zhang, a Hanlin scholar, is asking for an audience outside the door. He said he wanted to convey the invitation of the Imperial Tutor."
"Ah!" Mrs. Huayang's expression changed. At this time, she no longer bothered to ask Fang Yun, and asked quickly: "Please come in quickly, Mr. Zhang."
The Taifu is one of the Three Dukes, the leader of the Confucian scholars, and presides over the affairs of the Zhou Dynasty. He holds a high position and has many peaches and plums all over the world. In terms of influence, he is still far above the Sifang Marquis. Even nobles such as Pingding Marquis and Zhenguo Marquis have to
I am sincere and frightened, and I dare not neglect.
"Yun'er, you also come with me."
Mrs. Huayang ordered the servants in the mansion to quickly collect these gift boxes. Then she prepared all the gifts, put on Mrs. Gaoming's Xiapei, and went out to greet her with a group of maids, servants, guards, and old ladies.
"Master Zhang, my wife, Mrs. Liu, is polite."
"Don't dare, don't dare. Mrs. Huayang is too polite."
Zhang Rang, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, was a high-ranking scholar. He had an elegant temperament and exuded a sense of profound knowledge. With him were two companions from the Hanlin Academy, who also had a very gentle temperament.
Suddenly, his eyes passed over Fang Yun behind Mrs. Huayang. Zhang Rang's expression moved slightly and he cupped his hands: "My dear husband, Zhang Rang is polite."
His attitude is very respectful and humble.
"Master Zhang, it's cold outside. Sit inside."
"Madam, please go first."
Although the Hanlin bachelor represents the Taifu, he does not dare to be more polite and deliberately lags behind. Mrs. Huayang is a first-class royal conferred imperial concubine. Judging from the rank, even several first-class adults in the Zizheng Pavilion can only
Be equal to her.
drive!
The group had just crossed the threshold. In front of the Sifang Hou Mansion, on the west side of the street, there was the sound of hurried horse hooves. Several generals in full armor were seen, leading a group of cavalry, galloping towards them in the snow. Looking at the direction,
It is clearly the Sifang Hou Mansion.
"He is the examiner of the Seven Kills Hall!"
Fang Yun recognized the armored general at the head. He felt even weirder in his heart. In his previous life, he knew that there were rewards for the Lantern Festival civil and military competitions. But he had never heard that there were rewards for winning the first place in both civil and military examinations.
Such treatment.
Hooves!
Several military attachés rode horses very fast. The group stopped neatly in front of the gate of Sifang Hou Mansion.
"Li Ji, General of the Northern Expedition, has met Mrs. Huayang. I have been ordered by Master Wu Mu to hand over the invitation."
Li Ji, the chief examiner of the Seven Kills Hall, dismounted, clasped his fists, and said respectfully.
Buzz!
Hearing the name "Wu Mu", the guards at the gate of Sifang Hou Mansion all changed their expressions. Together with Mrs. Huayang and Hanlin bachelor Zhang Rang, they all looked shocked. Fang Yun even felt like he had been hit by a big mountain, and his mind was buzzing.
shock.
Wu Mu! A god-like figure in the Great Zhou Dynasty! He commanded all Wuhou, aristocratic princes, and civilian princes. He was the actual controller of the sixteen million troops of the Great Zhou Dynasty!