Fang Yi had no time to pay attention to the changes on the panel and his gains at this time, but continued in a low voice: "My son-in-law is self-aware. I come from a humble background and am not worthy of Qing Yi."
Fang Yi smiled mockingly: "But the Lord God keeps his promise, so I can't break his promise."
"Can An stay out of his parents' orders?"
Having said this, Fang Yi straightened his body: "Besides, my dear lady, a gentleman is fond of jealousy. Although Qing Yi and I have never met, it does not hinder my son-in-law's admiration for her."
"My son-in-law doesn't have the strength to tie a chicken, nor is he a rich man, but he is willing to work hard."
"I hope my mother will learn from this!"
Finally, Fang Yi bowed and saluted again, and that was all.
Just accept it as soon as you see fit.
Know it with emotion, move it with reason.
At this time, Fang Yi had the effect of "a humble gentleman" and his mind was indescribably sober.
At the beginning, I first sympathized with Mrs. Luo, expressed my pity for the parents in the world, then praised the God Marquis Qianjin Yinuo, complimented the Marquis Shen, and finally expressed my inner thoughts and was willing to work hard!
These words were flawless. With this argument, Fang Yi succeeded in gaining an advantage for himself, or at least, it didn't get worse.
There was silence on the field, and everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Yi.
The eyes of the maids were all red. This uncle must have suffered a lot, but it is precisely because he has suffered a lot that he knows how to cherish things. Today's words must be from the bottom of his heart.
Even Mrs. Luo stared at Fang Yi's tall and straight body like an eternal pine, unwilling to leave for a long time.
"My fair lady, how do you like a gentleman?" Are these words coming from Fang Yi's mouth? People in the world are silent about love and do not want to say much.
But Fang Yi opened his mouth and asked the gentleman to be kind!
How magnanimous and sincere this is!
Mrs. Luo's eyes when she looked at Fang Yi were so clear that she actually felt a hint of wildness. It was a kind of wildness that came from the instinct of human beings. It was the desire for love and the expectation of love.
"Are you willing to work hard?" This sentence seemed to express determination. Fang Yi knew that he was not worthy of Luo Qingyi. Although the status of the two was very different, Fang Yi was not afraid. He used four simple words. expressed his determination.
That means being willing to work hard!
Mrs. Luo was stunned for a while, and she still didn't recover from Fang Yi's dense words for a long time.
"Is this really a barbarian from the North?"
Mrs. Luo couldn't help but start to hesitate at this time. She was opposed to this marriage. She felt that her daughter could not marry a barbarian from the north.
But, why is this Fang Yi different from what he imagined?
Mrs. Luo felt a little thirsty at this time. She picked up the tea that Fang Yi served before for the first time and took a sip.
The tea was still warm, so it moistened her lungs and made her mind clearer.
"I heard from my servant that you can still read?" Mrs. Luo asked again.
"I know some." Fang Yi replied.
"Go back and move some classics from the study to your uncle." Mrs. Luo turned around again and said, "Okay, that's it for today. I'm tired."
With that said, he ignored Fang Yi and turned around to leave under the service of the maids.
"Farewell, mother!" Fang Yi saluted again and watched Mrs. Luo swaying and walking away.
Fang Yi let out a sigh of relief. He understood very well that this time the questioning in the main hall had come to an end, and he had basically passed the test in front of him.
As for what happens next, let’s wait until later.
Fang Yi straightened his clothes at this time, and his inner shirt was soaked through at the back. Mrs. Luo was born in a noble family, and she had a first-grade imperial concubine named Da Li. She had been in a high position for a long time and had developed a majestic and irreversible temperament.
If it weren't for the blessing of the "Qian Qianjunzi" effect, Fang Yi would have been so frightened and uneasy that he could no longer stand.
"Let's go back." Fang Yi walked out of the lobby, looked at the three maids Chuntao, Xia He, and Qiu Ju, smiled, and then spoke.
"Have you met Miss before?" Xia He asked suddenly and abruptly.
"Portrait?" Fang Yi smiled warmly, as if he was mocking himself, but also seemed to be replying: "Then I have seen her before. The young lady is very accommodating to her wife."
Fang Yi remembered the portrait of Luo Qingyi, who had married him before.
When I saw Mrs. Luo today, I knew that Luo Qingyi's appearance was similar to that of her mother, but she was more heroic and elegant than her mother.
"Does the uncle really like the young lady?" Qiu Ju also asked.
"Like it?" Fang Yi was startled: "Do I, a barbarian from the North, deserve to say that I like it?"
Hearing these words, the three maids suddenly fell silent.
Chuntao's eyes were red, and she gently pulled Fang Yi: "Uncle, let's go back."
.......
"What's the use of this luck point?" Fang Yi sighed and silently took back the panel in front of him.
After questioning in the main hall, Mrs. Luo's servants sent many classics one after another. Fang Yi had nothing else to do these days but read.
From the classics, Fang Yi learned more about the world.
The Dali Dynasty was founded a hundred years ago. The current emperor is the fourth emperor, and his reign is Taiping. This year is the fifteenth year of Taiping.
Compared with the difficulties of starting a business before Dali, today's Dali can be said to be a raging fire and prosperous. People in the world describe today's prosperous age as not picking up things along the way.
But as Tong Fang Yi understands, this world is a little different.
There are barbarians here, who are more than three feet tall. They live in the bitter cold land of the north and often invade Dali.
There are many demons in the southeast sea area, occupying one side and harassing the people in the southeast sea area.
There are many wild lands in the south, and there is a Gu king in the Miao territory, who has established himself as king.
The west is the birthplace of Buddha, and is called the Buddha Land of the Western Regions. There, the world of Buddhism reigns.
Of course, this situation did not form overnight. Thousands of years ago, the current situation has always been there. The human race was in a corner of peace, and then the dazzling Daqian Dynasty emerged.
That is, the former dynasty.
It was also from the Daqian Dynasty that the current cultivation system was formed.
The human race is relatively safe, and they can only cultivate themselves and grow stronger, so that they have a chance to compete with the barbarians and monsters surrounded by tigers and wolves.
By the time of the Dali Dynasty, the cultivation system had been mature for many years. There were many experts in Dali, and there were many strong men. Only then did they have the capital to defend the Dali Dynasty from foreign invasion.
Cultivation systems are roughly divided into several types.
The first type is martial arts.
Martial arts masters gain more power by polishing their bodies and developing their limits.
Of course, generally speaking, martial arts can also be divided into different branches such as sword cultivation, physical cultivation, etc., but in short, they are all included in the scope of martial arts.
The second type is Confucianism and Taoism.
In this world, reading can also gain strength.
There are four sages in Confucianism and Taoism. The four sages lived in different periods one after another, constantly enriching and perfecting the power of Confucianism and Taoism. By studying the "Four Sages Classics", scholars can absorb the talents of the four sages and gain strength, and they are Confucian and Taoist monks.
The third type is Yangshen.
Yangshen is also called Xiuzhen, which means cultivating immortals. In the Dali Dynasty, a hundred schools of thought contended, and Confucianism was respected, but Taoism was the state religion of Dali.
In addition, the powerful barbaric arts of the barbarians, the witchcraft and Gu arts of the Miao border, the demonic arts practiced by the demons in the southeastern sea, and the Buddhist dharma cultivated in the Buddhist lands of the western regions all have their own systems.
In addition, there are some people who delve into skills, such as weapon refining, Kanyu, Feng Shui, stargazing, Bagua, chess, music, calligraphy, and painting, etc. They all have their own cultivation systems. Of course, many skills are related to martial arts, Confucianism, and truth cultivation. Fusion, such as cultivators who draw talismans and carve talismans, some martial arts masters, and people who refine weapons, etc.
Regardless of any discipline of cultivation, it can be divided into nine realms.
Nine is the extreme.
In other words, reaching the ninth realm is the ultimate.
The first grade is the lowest and the ninth grade is the highest.
The ninth level of martial arts are: first level strength refining, second level blood refining, third level bone refining, fourth level god refining, fifth level divine elephant (partial general), sixth level Tiangang (vanguard), seventh level heavenly being (general), eighth level Immortal (marshal), ninth-grade martial saint.
The nine grades of Confucianism and Taoism are: the first grade is to understand things, the second grade is to gain knowledge, the third grade is to be honest, the fourth grade is sincerity, the fifth grade is self-cultivation (Hanlin), the sixth grade is to regulate the family (great scholar), the seventh grade is to govern the country (great scholar), and the eighth grade is to level the world. (Zaifu's posture), a ninth-grade Confucian sage.
The nine ranks of the Taoist sect are: first rank Qi training, second rank foundation building, third rank divine wandering, fourth rank spiritual sea, fifth rank golden elixir (protector), sixth rank Nascent Soul (elder), seventh rank Yin Shen (sect leader), and eighth rank Tai Sect. Xu (National Preceptor), Ninth Grade Yang Shen (Taoist Saint).
Techniques and heresies are roughly the same as the three major systems of cultivation, which are roughly divided into levels one to nine.
That's roughly the number.
As for Buddhism, great demons, demons, and barbarians all reach the same destination through different paths, which is roughly the nine realms.
The more he understood about this world, the more eager Fang Yi was to start practicing.
Too dangerous!
No wonder the panel keeps reminding you that unpredictable risks may come at any time.
Is this without danger?
As a person who has no power to tie a chicken, I feel that if a butcher with no training in anything punches me twice, I will die.
Start practicing as soon as possible!
Fang Yi also knew very well that if he wanted to practice, his biggest reliance was the panel in front of him.
It's just that Fang Yi has been researching for a long time and didn't get any useful information.
There is still nothing on the panel at this time.
Name: Fang Yi
Age: seventeen
Luck: 8/8 (weak luck)
Effect: eloquent and gentle, a humble gentleman (has expired)
Fate: White Fate
Special Effect: Light of Saint (Expired)
Others: to be developed
Reading progress: "Historical Records" (first pass)
[White destiny: You were born in poverty, have a weak destiny, are plagued by bad luck, and are prone to disasters. 】
[Omen of great misfortune: Your destiny is white, your virtue is not matched, and your life is in danger in the near future. 】
It’s no wonder that Fang Yi wants to start practicing urgently. The effects of “Qian Qianjunzi” and “Light of the Saint” have expired. According to the restrictions of the white destiny, many unpredictable risks will follow for him. .
Moreover, even if I have been reciting "Historical Records" these past few days, I have not gained much.
"Why don't you ask Chuntao." Fang Yi put down the book and made up his mind to ask Chuntao tomorrow. Among these maids, Chuntao has the highest favorability towards him, and Fang Yi vaguely guessed that Chuntao should be A martial arts master.
Perhaps Chuntao could open up the cultivation situation, so Fang Yi stopped thinking about it and fell asleep.
