"Unfilial children, mud can't hold up the wall!!!" Hu Yu's arrogant Confucianism screamed with grief and indignation. At this time, his beard was flying, and everyone was moved by it.
Zhang Qingchen was crying in his heart: "Master, this is what you said you wanted to do to me. Isn't it your original intention?"
"How do I feel? You are so happy now."
I'm so stupid, really, I'm so stupid, I actually listened to Master's words, I even rushed to this Confucian Sage Palace at starry night, I regret it! !
Zhang Qingchen really regretted it to the extreme. He really shouldn't have come to the Confucian Sage Palace this time.
As a great scholar, he felt that it was unlikely that he would be summoned by the Confucian Saint Palace in this life, because if he was not a great Confucian, it would be difficult for him to set foot in the Confucian Saint Palace.
But I didn't expect that he, a great scholar, would come to Confucian Saint Palace today.
Originally, he should have been delighted, happy, and happy to come to this Confucian Sage Palace and meet all the Confucian masters, Mr. Da!
But he was not happy, and he is very unhappy now. Zhang Qingchen secretly vowed: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the poor academicians. When I become a great scholar in the future..."
"I will never come to this Confucian Holy Palace again." After looking up at the jealous and blood-red eyes of many great scholars, Zhang Qingchen secretly changed his oath.
.......
The great scholars had been yelling and scolding for a long time, and finally some of their bad breath came out, and they stopped talking. Moreover, Zhang Qingchen was very obedient and did not dare to resist, which made these great scholars frown and feel embarrassed to yell madly at something.
After all, if he didn't resist, the scholars would find it boring.
After a long time, the scholars became tired, and finally, everyone stopped talking.
Zhang Qingchen never dared to raise his head. He had to stand at attention when he was beaten and had a good attitude when admitting his mistakes. In this way, the great scholars might be merciful and let him go.
"Okay, be careful next time and don't just write for others if you have nothing to do." At this time, a great scholar made a summary.
The other great scholars nodded in agreement.
Zhang Qingchen let out a sigh of relief, it was finally over.
But before he could relax, he heard a familiar voice: "Zhang Qingchen, as a teacher, I did not teach you well. I repent. I repent to Mr. Da and all the great scholars."
"But, after you go back today, you will copy the "Four Saints Classics" in small seal script, large seal script, regular script and running script respectively!" Hu Yu, the great scholar, looked indescribably solemn at this time: "Have a good time practicing your calligraphy!!"
Zhang Qingchen wanted to cry but had no tears. Sure enough, the person who hurts his heart the most must be the person closest to him.
This is my personal master, that’s right!
When other great scholars heard this, they all praised him: "I admire Hu Daru's skill in teaching his disciples."
"Hu Daru's demeanor really impressed us all."
"Big thumbs up!"
The great scholar Hu Yu stroked his beard at this time and replied politely: "No, no, you are polite. I usually teach my disciples not harshly enough. I also made mistakes, which made all the great scholars laugh."
As a result, the great Confucians began to have a business exchange with each other in an upright manner, and the entire Confucian Saint Palace was filled with a peaceful atmosphere.
Zhang Qingchen left in despair. Before leaving, he glanced at the solemn Confucian Sage Palace and let out a long sigh.
"It's okay if you don't come to this Confucian Sage Palace!!"
"He's so stupid, really. This kid came here very happily at first. He didn't know that these great scholars were going crazy with jealousy and wanted to punish him with words and writings?" Zhang Qingchen's master, Great Scholar Hu Yu, watched as he watched. The disciple left, sighing secretly in his heart: "Qingchen, you are my most proud disciple, no one else. Although I just criticized you with words and words, it was definitely not my intention. I was forced to do so." Ah, I am very helpless as a teacher."
"Don't you know that it's hard to be a master? You are a close disciple of the master. What the master just said hurt your heart, but you don't understand that what hurts in the end is not the master's. It's my heart." At this time, Hu Yu Daru secretly thought in his heart that he would find a time in the future to have a good discussion with Zhang Qingchen to completely resolve the depression in his heart.
After Zhang Qingchen left, the great scholars began to talk about business. After all, the evil fire in their hearts had dissipated and was vented to Zhang Qingchen, which made the great scholars suddenly wake up to another more important matter.
"This son Fang Yi can be said to be a rare talent in Confucianism and Taoism that we rarely see in thousands of years. I suggest that Fang Yi enter the academy as soon as possible and study hard in Confucianism. In time, he will become a great person." Xu Shoucheng, the great scholar, spoke at this time. Mr. Zhu Da suggested: "Fang Yi and Qing Yi are already husband and wife. It is not good for the two places to be separated. I suggest that from now on, let Fang Yi go to the palace to practice Confucianism and Taoism, so that they can reunite as husband and wife!"
"Ouch!!" The scholars present were in an uproar.
Daru Zhao Zhe was the first to raise objections. He thought to himself: "Well, you Xu Shoucheng, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, are poaching me!!"
"I don't agree with Shoucheng's opinion. As you all heard just now, Zhang Qingchen kept saying that Fang Yi is my disciple, and Luyuan falls under the jurisdiction of Jiangnan Academy. I propose that from now on, let Fang Yi Yi follows me to practice Confucianism and Taoism!!"
Just now, the great scholars angrily (crossed out) talked about Zhang Qingchen. The great gentleman never expressed his opinion and just watched quietly. This time, Zhang Qingchen left and did not tell everyone to disperse. It was obvious that he wanted to say something. About Fang Yi.
This time Xu Shoucheng, the great scholar, suddenly said that he wanted to steal Zhao Zhe's home and poach Fang Yi, a good young man, from the roots. Many great scholars just woke up from a dream.
Other things are not important now. The important thing is how to get Fang Yi into his academy.
Then, other great scholars spoke one after another.
"Fang Yi was born in the North. Our Beiliang Academy is the best place for Fang Yi!!" A great scholar from the North said.
"No, in our Shu Middle School Palace, there are countless great scholars and Hanlin scholars who have mastered the art of poetry. It is easy to have poetic talents. The best place is our Shu Middle School Palace!" The great scholar also spoke.
For a moment, the Confucian Saint Palace, which had finally been peaceful for a while, suddenly started to become noisy again.
Everyone finally realized what the most important thing was, that is, Fang Yi had such a poetic talent, so naturally they had to find ways to get Fang Yi into their academy.
However, Xu Shoucheng did not talk about martial ethics, and even suggested that the couple should not live apart in two places.
This made those great scholars angry and unwilling.
"This matter can be discussed later." Mr. Da made a final decision and stopped the discussion among the great Confucians: "No matter what, we must ensure that Fang Yi cultivates Confucianism."
The meat is rotten in the pot. No matter what, the most important thing is to ensure that Fang Yi practices Confucianism and Taoism. From the perspective of poetic talent, Fang Yi will achieve something sooner or later.
.......
At the same time, the Wang family in Taiyuan.
Almost half a month after Fang Yi arrived at the Wang family, the old lady and the head of the Wang family were finally going to meet Fang Yi.
Fang Yi thought a lot yesterday. He knew that the impression of the old lady and the head of the Wang family was not very good, but it didn't matter. He didn't have to look at the faces of the old lady and the head of the Wang family, as long as the cheap mother-in-law was right. It's enough that he doesn't have any bad impression.
After all, the one who concerned him the most was the first-grade lady.
But there was a rift between the racecourse and Wang Zhiyang that day, and Fang Yi made a big fuss at the Mid-Autumn Festival gatherings after that. The cheap mother-in-law never expressed any opinion on this, only telling Fang Yi to pay attention to his sense of proportion.
The mother-in-law never said anything to reprimand Fang Yi, so Fang Yi naturally became less afraid. At worst, he would return to Luyuan and never come to the Wang family again.
"My aunt, the tea is ready, you can go." After helping Fang Yi take care of his clothes, Chuntao said with a smile: "My aunt is getting more and more handsome."
"Haha." Fang Yi said with a smile: "In the North, it's not easy to be good-looking, and you can't eat it."
"Besides, I'm in the North and know that barbarians like to plunder good-looking people." Fang Yi added: "Regardless of men and women!"
A group of four people went all the way to the backyard.
The group was speechless, but when passing by the backyard, Fang Yi saw a familiar face.
"Is it him?" Fang Yi looked thoughtfully at the black figure that might appear in the darkness at any time.
It was the man in black robe with a withered face who was repelled by Chuntao at the racecourse, and he was Wang Zhiyang's secret protector.
Why did he come out?
Fang Yi was a little surprised. Wang Zhiyang was grounded by Wang Xiuzhi. Logically speaking, shouldn't this bodyguard be guarding his master at all times?
When the man in black robe saw Fang Yi, he acted as if he hadn't seen him. He walked in a hurry and disappeared in an instant.
But Fang Yi was not afraid. Chuntao and the other three were all strong men in the fifth-level divine realm. The man in black robe was only in the fifth-level. Three against one, he was the only one who deserved the beating.
A small episode did not affect the progress. Half an hour later, the three finally arrived in the backyard.
At this time, the younger members of the Wang family came to the backyard one after another. After asking Chuntao, they found out that today was not an interview with Fang Yi alone. Every seven days, the younger members of the Wang family had to pay their respects to the old lady. This has become a routine. Fixed formula.
Fang Yi felt slightly relieved after hearing the news. After all, if he didn't just come to him for questioning, Fang Yi wouldn't be so worried.
Because there are more people, the firepower may not be concentrated on Fang Yi alone.
However, in the past few days, Fang Yi has been causing a lot of trouble at the Autumn Hunting Ceremony and Mid-Autumn Festival gatherings, which really makes Fang Yi's reputation in the Wang family not very good.
So this led to a situation where the children of the Wang family, no matter who they were, the first time they saw Fang Yi, they hurriedly walked around, completely treating Fang Yi as the God of Plague, for fear of getting involved with him, as if once he got involved Fang Yi will be in bad luck immediately.
As for the direct descendants of the Wang family, Wang Zhizhi, Wang Zhijing, and Wang Xiqing, the moment they saw Fang Yi, their disgusted expressions were as if they had seen something disgusting.
This shows that Fang Yi is really not welcome in the Wang family.
However, Fang Yi didn't pay attention. He followed the flow of people and finally entered the main hall where the old lady and the head of the Wang family were.
