It was afternoon when we arrived, but since the palace servants settled Fang Yi and the others in this side courtyard, no one has cared about them anymore.
"Sister-in-law, Madam asked me to tell you that I just arrived at the palace today and there were many things to do. The old lady and the head of the Wang family did not see my uncle." It was not until after dinner that Qiu Ju came back with the message.
"The madam also said that the old lady and the head of the Wang family had specially told me that my uncle must be very tired after traveling all the way. Taiyuan is in the north and is not as prosperous as the south of the Yangtze River, so the conditions are naturally worse. I hope my uncle doesn't mind and can rest for a while. , I’ll have enough rest in a few days, and I’ll invite you to meet me again.”
Fang Yi nodded and said with a smile: "Pass a message for me and say: My son-in-law would like to thank the old lady and the head of the Wang family. The old lady, the head of the Wang family and my mother just met today, and they must have a lot to say. Naturally, my son-in-law will not be disturbed. In a few days, my son-in-law will go and serve tea to the old lady and the head of the Wang family."
Qiu Ju went to deliver the message, leaving Fang Yi with Chuntao and Xia He.
"Aren't you angry??" Chuntao asked Fang Yi, her little face turned red with anger, her cheeks puffed up, and she said bitterly: "This Wang family deserves to be one of the eight surnames, it's awesome , He is so arrogant that he even classifies his own family members."
Fang Yi laughed loudly. His opinion of the Wang family was certainly not very good. Of course, he knew that the Wang family looked down upon him, but the Wang family had done this to such an extent that the word "look down upon" was almost included. It was on his face, Fang Yi was still a little angry in his heart.
But this time, seeing Chuntao's angry look on his face, he suddenly felt relieved, and he quickly grabbed Chuntao.
The sudden movement made Chuntao slightly startled. Xia He also looked at Fang Yi in surprise, wondering what he was doing.
"I'm afraid you might get angry and lift off the roof of Wang's house. That wouldn't look good." Fang Yi said seriously, "After all, this is my mother's family!"
After saying that, Fang Yi also motioned to Xia He to hold Chuntao together: "Xia He, don't stand there and watch. Help me. I can't hold her down by myself."
Seeing Fang Yi say such funny words with a serious face, Chuntao was startled for a moment, then withdrew her hand, put her hands on her hips, and burst into laughter. The laughter was so loud that it made her laugh, and the anger in her heart was gone. Nothing left.
"Uncle, do you still have such a funny side?" After Chuntao finished speaking, she laughed again.
Even Xia He, who usually had a cold face and kept away from strangers, muttered: "Crazy."
Even so, Xia He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
"What are you talking about? You are so happy?" At this moment, Qiu Ju came back with a message.
After listening to Chuntao's joke, Qiu Ju also burst out laughing.
Fang Yi looked deeply at this time and said softly: "When you come back with Miss Qingyi, I'm afraid you won't be treated like this, right?"
No one answered, and Chuntao and Qiuju stopped laughing.
"My uncle is useless and I have wronged you." Fang Yi added.
Without waiting for Chuntao and the others to speak, she said again: "Okay, it's getting late. Let's take a rest early. I'll read some more."
After sending Chuntao, Xia He and Qiu Ju away, Fang Yi came to the desk and continued to study Confucianism and Taoism.
In the past few days, Fang Yi has been studying Confucianism and Taoism tirelessly. He has read through the classic "Four Sages" countless times, but unfortunately he always felt that it was almost meaningless and did not pierce the last layer of window paper.
Fang Yi now doubts whether his research method is wrong.
Confucianism and Taoism may really not be difficult, but if there is no guide, you will never get to the point.
Let's read through "Historical Records".
Fang Yi began to recite "Historical Records" over and over again, tirelessly.
After practicing martial arts, his physical strength, mental strength, endurance, and other aspects of his body's functions have all been greatly improved.
This is martial arts, tapping the potential from the physical body, developing the treasures of the physical body, and constantly carving it to reach the limit of the physical body.
I don't know how many times I read it, but Fang Yi felt that it was almost done, so he put away the book and prepared to put out the candles and go to bed.
"When did the scholars come to the palace?" At this moment, faint voices came into Fang Yi's ears.
Fang Yi felt a chill in his heart and looked around the entire room. No one was there. Fang Yi remained calm and opened the doors and windows, but there was still no one there.
The voice came from nowhere.
"Wang Gaiwen acted in "The Book of Changes"? Zhongnieu wrote "Spring and Autumn"?" That voice still entered Fang Yi's ears.
"Who is King Wen? Who is Zhongni?" The voice seemed to be talking to Fang Yi, or to himself: "What kind of book is the Book of Changes? What kind of book is the Spring and Autumn Annals?"
As soon as these words came out, they were like thunder, exploding in Fang Yi's ears.
Fang Yi's hair stood on end, a chill came from the soles of his feet and went straight to Tianling Gai: "Who!"
Fang Yi couldn't help but be alert. He didn't know who the visitor was. It was obvious that he had been listening to Fang Yi recite here for a long time. "Historical Records" did not exist in this world. Fang Yi was extremely careful when reciting it before, and he only recited it quietly in the middle of the night. , so there has been no problem.
But this time, the horse failed. The person who came was obviously a scholar, and he quickly realized that something was wrong, so he asked this question.
"Chun Tao! Xia He! Qiu Ju!!" Fang Yi just came to his senses at this time, and suddenly wanted to call Chuntao and the others to help, but at this time he realized that he could no longer make a sound.
He wanted to shout, but the voice he shouted could not even be heard by himself.
"Those three maids have extraordinary skills." Fang Yi heard a voice again: "But I am stronger than them, and they have already slept peacefully."
"Don't be nervous, little friends. Since we are all scholars, you might as well talk about it in your dreams."
As soon as the man said these words, Fang Yi suddenly felt sleepy, closed his eyelids, fell down in front of the desk, and fell into a deep sleep.
The door closed with a creak, the windows closed automatically, the candles were extinguished at this time, and the whole room became dark.
Everything was silent except for Fang Yi's snoring.
"Little friend, don't be alarmed." Fang Yi woke up from his dream and looked at the person in front of him.
He was an elegant old man with gray hair and a strong spirit. He was dressed in white robes and holding a book in his hand. He exuded a majestic aura. He was a gentleman, as gentle as jade.
"I am Wang Jingzhe." The man introduced himself: "He is Wang Xiuzhi's uncle."
"My son-in-law Fang Yi, I would like to pay my respects to my grandpa Zeng." Fang Yi bowed his head and bowed. Wang Xiuzhi was Mrs. Luo's father, Fang Yi's grandfather. The Wang Jingzhe in front of him was his grandpa's uncle, so naturally he was his uncle Zeng. .
"Aren't you a scholar?" Wang Jingzhe didn't care about the title of great uncle, but frowned and looked at Fang Yi.
"You haven't opened a literary palace?" Wang Jingzhe looked at Fang Yi carefully at this time: "A martial artist in the first-level power refining realm, you are actually a martial artist?"
Now that he knew that the person in front of him was not an outsider, Fang Yi immediately felt relieved. Although the Wang family looked down upon him, it did not prevent him from being the grandson-in-law of the Wang family. With this status, the Wang family would not kill him.
"Uncle Zeng is generous." Fang Yi spoke again at this time: "My son-in-law studies hard day and night, but he still has not found the method of practicing Confucianism and Taoism from the Four Saints' classics, so he is not a scholar yet."
"As for martial arts, my son-in-law comes from the North and is weak, so he practiced martial arts to strengthen his body."
"Those who study first, those who first hear the Tao are called sir, and those who follow are called students." Wang Jingzhe waved his hand, not interested in the title Uncle Zeng, and said, "You are Luo Qingyi's husband-in-law. Luo Qingyi is also a disciple of Mr. Shoucheng. Logically speaking, we can be friends with each other if we are of the same generation, but you have not opened a literary palace yet, and you are not considered a scholar yet, and you are a junior, so just call me Mr. Wang."
"Student Fang Yi, I have met Mr. Wang." Fang Yi bowed respectfully.
"Come on the desk, chair and tea cup!" Wang Jingzhe uttered a few words, and in an instant, a desk, a chair, a pot of tea, and two cups appeared here.
"What the hell?" Fang Yi was extremely surprised. Is this a scholar? Is this Confucianism?
What's coming?
"This is a dream, nothing more than an illusory thing. Confucian and Taoist monks have the ability to "follow what they say," but this is just a small skill." Seemingly seeing Fang Yi's surprise, Wang Jingzhe explained: "Sit down. "
"Please teach me, sir." Fang Yi saluted quickly. He had never known how to learn Confucianism and Taoism before. This time he met a high-powered Confucianism and Taoism monk, so he must seize the opportunity.
Seeing that Fang Yi was so eager to learn, Wang Jingzhe's expression softened a little and said, "Well, studying is the great road, and practicing martial arts is just a vulgar martial artist. Can An be comparable to Confucianism and Taoism?"
"You can cultivate your body and keep fit, but if you really want to cultivate, you still have to practice Confucianism and Taoism." Wang Jingzhe added another sentence. He did not talk about teaching Fang Yi how to practice Confucianism and Taoism, but continued to ask: "The two things I just said Questions, you answer me first.”
"The students come from the North. There is a rumor in the North that outside the control of the barbarians, there is a dynasty as powerful as Dali. It is located in the far west of Dali. That dynasty is called Daqin." Fang Yi has been talking just now. I was thinking about how to answer the question of him possessing the "Historical Records" that did not belong to this world. Thinking of just now, I suddenly had an idea.
Of course there are rumors about this in the North, but no one has ever been to Daqin. If you open your mouth at the beginning, the content is completely made up, and no one can verify the authenticity.
"A book from Da Qin?" Wang Jingzhe was surprised and surprised, but had no doubts: "That can explain, where did you get this book? Are there any other books from Da Qin?"
"No, it's just this one. I've had this book in my family since I was a child. I don't know where I got it from." Fang Yi replied.
"It's a pity that when knowledge collides, it is possible to generate new ideas, gain inspiration, and supplement and improve my Confucian and Taoist cultivation system." Wang Jingzhe said with great regret: "In this case, can I borrow your book for a review?"
[Borrowing from "Historical Records", there are bad things and good things]
You have 2 options. 1. Borrow.
[Auspicious sign: If you get Wang Jingzhe's favor, you will get 5 luck points, and you will also have additional opportunities.
Bad sign: "Historical Records" that does not belong to this world has the risk of being passed on to foreign sources. Confucianism and Taoism will therefore have a strong interest in you, and blessings and disasters are unpredictable. 】
2. Don’t borrow.
[Auspicious aspect: It is your freedom not to borrow, you will not have additional risks, and you will gain 2 luck points.
Bad sign: Wang Jingzhe will not be fond of you, and you will miss an opportunity. 】
