Fang Yun's moves were precise and orderly, and more and more vitality of heaven and earth gathered around him. Fang Yun could already feel that the speed of absorbing vitality had slowed down. This was obviously a special phenomenon that was at the peak of the vitality level and was about to enter the true energy level.
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"Based on my current situation, I should be able to reach the Zhenqi level in a few days!" Fang Yun thought for a while and suddenly struck the rockery in the Purple Dragon Garden with his palm.
collapse!
A stone as big as a millstone cracked and fell from the mountain, sliding into the pool water and splashing a large amount of water. Fang Yun's physical strength was so strong that he could break the monument and break the stone. This was truly the peak of his vitality. Fang Yun's response to
The judgment in my heart became more and more certain.
"Go to the academy!" Fang Yun was very happy because of his great improvement in cultivation. When he walked out of the pavilion, a well-behaved girl immediately gave him a new coat.
"Master, please drink this bowl of ginseng tea. Madam made it herself. She said that the master has worked hard in practice and needs to replenish his health." When Fang Yun changed into his coat, the delicate maid immediately handed him a cup of ginseng tea.
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"This is what Madam got up early for," another maid in a brocade coat added.
Drinking the strong ginseng tea, Fang Yun was moved and guilty at the same time. It didn't matter that he practiced day and night, but it made his mother unable to sleep well.
"You guys go back and tell your mother that I am only practicing for a while and will not go to Zilong Garden in the future." Fang Yun made up his mind and moved the practice location back to the wing. Although the place is a bit small, some
It's hard to do anything, but it's better than worrying my mother.
"Really, that's good. Let's go back and tell Madam," the two girls looked at each other and said happily. Madam Huayang has the most kind heart and is good to the servants in the house. The maids watched Madam get up early to make ginseng soup.
, I was also a little anxious. After all, Mrs. Huayang is not young anymore.
After dismissing the two girls, Fang Yun strode out of the Sifang Hou Mansion.
Walking into the academy, Fang Yun suddenly felt that something was different today, but what was different, he couldn't tell for a moment. It seemed that some weird eyes would look at him from time to time, but this kind of thing defeated Yang Qian last time
That's it. Fang Yun didn't take it seriously.
When I arrived at the place where I usually listen to classes, this weird feeling became even stronger.
"No," Fang Yun stopped and looked around: "There is a problem. The academy is usually crowded, and a stone thrown can kill several people. Why is it so quiet here now?
Not a soul can be seen."
Yes, outside the school, which is usually crowded with people, it was quiet at this time, and not a single person could be seen. This was in sharp contrast to the bustling scene in front of the school on the other side.
Fang Yun turned around fiercely, only to see an arc behind him. All the scholars opened their eyes wide and looked at him. Seeing Fang Yun looking over, they all turned around with guilty conscience.
"There's a problem!" Fang Yun quickly strengthened his judgment, but he didn't care. He swung his robes and walked towards the school: "If the soldiers come to stop us, who will be flooded with soil? I want to see who it is."
You're making a fuss!"
Fang Yun opened the door and stepped into the hall. When he raised his head, he saw a strict atmosphere on both sides of the door. Two rows of expressionless guards stood straight on both sides, holding knives in their hands.
Inside the two rows of guards, there was a lacquered red sandalwood Taishi chair and a four-legged mahogany table, with a celadon tea cup placed on it.
On the chair of the Grand Master, there sat a fair-faced middle-aged woman, who looked to be about thirty or forty years old. Her hair was pulled up with several gold-patterned hairpins, and her palms with long nails were pressed on the armrests on both sides.
, his expression is not angry but powerful.
"Kneel down!" Seeing Fang Yun come in, Mrs. Xuanhua shouted suddenly. Her voice was loud and full of infinite majesty and momentum.
"Huh?" Fang Yun raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Who are you?"
"Bold, didn't your mother teach you the etiquette of meeting the imperial concubine?" Mrs.
"Fang Yun, you are so bold. You are still not polite when you meet Madam Xuanhua, the wife of Marquis Pingding! This is the royal lady conferred by the imperial court. Do you dare to despise the imperial court? Do you despise the empress?" A voice shouted from the side,
The voice was sharp and arrogant. It was Yang Qian who came with the car.
Only then did Fang Yun notice Yang Qian behind the middle-aged woman, and his expression suddenly changed: "It turns out it's him!"
"How dare you not kneel down? It seems that you want me to go to the Queen's house and get a copy of your mother's book!" Mrs. Xuanhua said with a cold expression, her face ashen.
According to the laws of the Zhou Dynasty, scholars like Fang Yun, who have no fame and nobility, must kneel down and salute when they meet a first-grade imperial concubine!
The taste of the ginseng soup made by his mother still lingered in his mouth, and he thought of his mother's situation, walking on thin ice in Beijing, struggling, how could Fang Yun bear to let his mother suffer again.
boom!
Heavy, with endless humiliation, under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes inside and outside the door, Fang Yun knelt heavily on the ground and lowered his proud head.
"Student Fang Yun, I have met Mrs. Xuanhua!" The moment he knelt down, Fang Yun felt his heart bleed.
"Fang Yun, hold it back. For the sake of your mother, you have to hold it back no matter what!" Fang Yun said to himself fiercely. He felt his hands trembling. He was afraid that he could not hold back and do something.
Seeing Fang Yun kneeling down and lowering his proud head, Mrs. Xuanhua finally nodded slightly. Behind her, Yang Qian's eyes flashed, with a look of pleasure at having succeeded in his conspiracy.
For Mrs. Xuanhua, taking the lead and suppressing the opponent's momentum is the first step. Among the nobles in the capital, Mrs. Xuanhua has already polished her own set of methods through years of intrigue and conspiracy.
This kind of intrigue and fighting between parties is just like marching to war, and it pays attention to a military routine! If this kind of thing can also be divided into levels to discuss cultivation, Mrs. Xuanhua considers herself to be a prince-level figure.
Mrs. Xuanhua glanced at Fang Yun coldly, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then began to count them one by one:
"Little beast, you are so brave! In broad daylight, you dare to covet the things of my Pingdinghou Mansion, seize treasures and hurt people! Do you still have the law of kings in your eyes?"
Fang Yun looked up at Yang Qian, with a trace of hatred flashing in his eyes, knowing that he was stirring up trouble. Sensing Fang Yun's hatred, Yang Qian looked away and quickly turned his head away.
Seeing that Fang Yun still dared to raise his head, Mrs. Xuanhua became even more angry: "A disagreement can hurt someone and steal a treasure. Do you still have courtesy, justice and shame in your heart? You don't even have a sense of shame. Are you a barbaric beast?"
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Hearing the word "animal", Fang Yun's body trembled, and his lips bitten to the point of bleeding. He was threatened and suppressed by a woman, but could not refute. He had never suffered such humiliation.
Mrs. Xuanhua's lips moved in unison, and she had no intention of letting Fang Yun go: "It's enough to seize the treasure and hurt people. You are just a commoner, a lowly bitch, with a low status and a humble status. How dare you insult Ping Dinghou?"
Mansion. Who gave you the courage to act so daringly? If the Marquis had not been in the capital, and it had been the previous dynasty, and you were so disrespectful and daring, I would have pulled you under the palace wall and executed you in Lingchi.
!No one can say!”
Hearing that Mrs. Xuanhua said that she would be dragged under the palace wall and executed in Lingchi, Fang Yun's body trembled violently. In his previous life, the whole family of the Sifang Marquis Mansion, more than 300 people, were executed under the palace wall by the royal family.
Mrs. Xuanhua's casual words touched the most painful part in Fang Yun's heart. In an instant, Fang Yun's nails turned white and his eyes were blood red. He felt that he could hardly bear it anymore.
However, Mrs. Xuanhua still continued without any regard for Fang Yun's feelings. Her style of suppressing the enemy was always to kill the enemy with one blow, leaving no room for error.
"In broad daylight, you speak rudely, grab treasures and hurt people, you little beast, you can be considered a scholar? It is the father's fault that the son does not teach. Your father was born in a humble background and does not know the etiquette and education. I don't blame him, but what about your mother? Neither does your mother.
Do you understand?" Mrs. Xuanhua's voice was fierce, and she poured a lot of dirty water on Fang Yun's mother, Mrs. Huayang.
Because of Fang Yun's mother, Mrs. Huayang, Mrs. Xuanhua was frustrated many times in front of the Empress of the Palace. She was allowed to be eloquent and make trouble, but when she encountered Mrs. Huayang's warm and gentle personality, she just didn't show it.
There is no room for it. When it comes to Baizhirou, it is completely useless. Mrs. Xuanhua has already accumulated a lot of resentment and anger in her heart!
Mrs. Xuanhua's lips moved in unison, showing no intention of letting Fang Yun go. She was about to launch her final verbal offensive now and crush Fang Yun to death completely:
"It's the mother's fault if the son doesn't teach. You two little beasts, one is bold and acts arbitrarily, and will not go to the training in Tianshe Mountain if he doesn't want to do it; the other has no king's eyes, acts like the sun, seizes treasures and hurts people, this kind of behavior
How is it different from a bandit? Is this how your mother raised her husband and raised her children? She also deserves to be called a scholarly family, after the Shili family? I think even the lowly people in Xiangyue Tower in the west of Shangjing know more etiquette and education than she does. She is in vain.
Or is it the first-grade lady conferred by the imperial court? A pariah is a pariah. Even if I, the Great Zhou Renshan, consecrate her to a noble lady and madam, I will never change the country bumpkin in my bones. She will never be on the stage, even worse than a prostitute in a brothel! "
Mrs. Xuanhua's scoldings were not without viciousness. From the two brothers Fang Yun and Fang Lin, the flames of war were burned all the way to Mrs. Huayang. She was demoted to be worthless and ranked with prostitutes. After saying it in one breath, Mrs. Xuanhua
His eyes were slightly narrowed, and he felt indescribably happy. At this time, he also felt vaguely thirsty, so he picked up the tea cup on the mahogany table and prepared to take a sip to moisten his throat.
"enough!"
Suddenly, there was a loud shout in front of her, which shook the academy like thunder. Mrs. Xuanhua was about to drink tea when she suddenly heard the loud shout. She was startled and the tea lid in her hand knocked over.
, the celadon tea cups clashed against each other, making it almost impossible to hold them.