Time passed day by day. In addition to practicing the Samsara Sword Technique, Fang Yun went to Mr. Guo Boji for advice every day. Guo Boji was also extremely satisfied with this student. If Fang Yun had any doubts, he would always tell him everything he knew.
On this day, Fang Yun and Mr. Guo Boji had dinner together. After clearing the dishes, Guo Boji said to Fang Yun:
"Xi'er City is an important place for the imperial court and should not fall into the hands of sects. Moreover, this city has too much commercial atmosphere and too little academic atmosphere. If the commercial atmosphere is too strong, it is easy to lose one's original intention, so I invited some classmates to come
Xi'er City is coming. On the one hand, it is a city of seclusion, so that evil cultivators will not dare to enter here. On the other hand, I am also planning to gather all the senior brothers. I will set up a classroom here to teach the students."
"This is good." Fang Yun's eyes lit up and he said harmoniously. With these Confucian masters sitting here, this place is basically a forbidden place for evil.
Guo Boji smiled: "You also know that we Confucians do not pursue external things, and the way to be an official has always been a breeze. Therefore, this lecture hall will also be on you."
Fang Yun nodded repeatedly: "Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter properly."
Guo Boji showed a smile: "Besides, I have made an estimate. They should be arriving in Xier City today. You can come with me to greet them in a while."
The great scholars in the imperial court could not fly through the sky, so they could only come all the way by horse-drawn carriage. The speed was not fast. Fang Yun had been staying in Xier City for almost a month, and these great scholars had just arrived.
"Disciple, obey."
Fang Yun claimed to be his disciple in both words and deeds. He knew that Guo Boji wanted to take this opportunity to support him. In the future, with Mr. Guo's golden face, Fang Yun would be able to interact with other great Confucian scholars in other cities.
It's much easier. Even if you encounter powerful masters of evil sects, you can ask the great scholars in these cities to shock them to death.
You must know that the Great Zhou Dynasty was divided into civil and military affairs, and the relationship between civil and military courtiers was not so harmonious. Fang Yun bears the title of General Pingbei, which means he belongs to the military strategist. Logically speaking, most Confucian scholars will ignore him.
If Fang Yun hadn't said that the situation in Xi'er City was too rampant, and if Fang Yun's letter had not been written in a romantic style, and his words also revealed his profound Confucian cultivation, and he was a Confucian disciple, Guo Boji might not even have understood it.
Guo Boji nodded with satisfaction. He was extremely satisfied with Fang Yun. As the saying goes, watch his words and his actions. During this period, Guo Boji also secretly observed Fang Yun. Although Fang Yun sometimes played tricks, but
Overall, his character is pretty good. He also has a good understanding of Confucianism and a desire to learn.
Guo Boji then took action and introduced him to the door.
Not long after, soldiers came to report that several bronze carriages were found outside Xi'er City, bearing the banner of the imperial court. Fang Yun understood and knew that they were Guo Boji's former colleagues and classmates. He and Guo Boji went to the city gate to greet them.
Five bronze carriages, protected by the Imperial Imperial Guards, stopped at the gate of Xier City. The carriages opened, and five white-haired old Confucians, who appeared to be old but energetic, stepped out of the carriages.
"Brother Ziwen, I haven't seen you for many years!"
The five great scholars cupped their hands and came forward. Only then did Fang Yun realize that Guo Boji's calligraphy was Ziwen.
Guo Boji looked happy and walked forward with Fang Yun.
"This is Ling Gongji. He was working in the Auxiliary Government Pavilion and was appointed as the third-grade official."
"This is Chen Changwen, the former senior political officer, who enjoys the salary of a second-grade doctor."
"This is Yang Xiaozhi, the former fourth-rank imperial court official."
"This is Liu Gongshou. He once composed a poem at His Majesty's birthday banquet, and his skills amazed everyone!"
Guo Boji introduced them one by one, and Fang Yun greeted him with the courtesy of a student: "A student has met a teacher."
When it was the last person's turn, Guo Boji looked very solemn:
"This is my classmate Geng Jixing. He doesn't serve in the imperial court, but his knowledge is even worse than mine!"
Fang Yun took a closer look and saw that the fifth scholar had an old-fashioned and serious expression and did not say a word or smile.
"The student has met the teacher." Fang Yun bowed and bowed with a respectful attitude.
"Hmm." His name was Mr. Liu Gongshou, and he just hummed indifferently.
"Brother Guo, what are you doing?"
Several great scholars also spotted Fang Yun behind Guo Boji. Judging from Guo Boji's posture, it seemed that he was solemnly introducing the city guard general named Fang Yun to them.
"Haha," Guo Boji smiled and said, "Let me introduce to you. This is my student Fang Yun."
Several great scholars all looked moved: "Brother Guo, have you accepted a disciple?"
Guo Boji smiled but did not answer.
There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of several great scholars. Some of them were officials in the same dynasty as Guo Boji, or were classmates in school, and they knew him very well. Guo Boji had never accepted any disciples. He was sixty-seven years old this year and was about to die, but he suddenly broke his precepts.
"Congratulations!" several people said sincerely.
Giving lectures is one thing, but accepting disciples is another matter. These profound scholars are extremely strict in the selection of disciples. They must have good conduct and excellent understanding. Misbehavior is what they want.
If the teaching is not human and the understanding is not good, then the teaching will be in vain.
"Fang Yun..." Mr. Chen, the former senior official, frowned in thought: "But the second son of the Sifang Hou family, the one who was married to both civil and military officials during the Lantern Festival, was the one chosen by the Grand Tutor?"
"The Marquis of Sifang is my father." Fang Yun said respectfully.
Several people looked at each other with strange expressions in their eyes. Geng Jixing, who had a rigid expression, blinked his eyelids and took a very special look at Fang Yun.
"Double hits during the Lantern Festival, please give me a kiss, Taifu?"
Guo Boji frowned. He lived in seclusion in Wancheng, devoted himself to learning, and never paid attention to the affairs of the outside world. This can be seen from the fact that the lord of Wancheng erected a stone tablet outside the thatched cottage where he lived, saying that he should not be disturbed.
"Teacher, forgive me, these all happened last year. The students thought the teacher knew about it, so they didn't mention it."
Fang Yun said respectfully.
"It turns out that it happened last year... Let's not talk about this anymore. Senior brother, please come with me to the city." Guo Boji said.
The five great scholars nodded. Under the escort of the army, they entered the general's mansion.
Fang Yun knew that with this introduction and the title of Guo Boji's disciple, he was considered a real person and had begun to enter the sight of the great Confucians of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
…
That night, six great scholars sat together.
"Tell me, what is going on? Is there anything else that I don't know?"
Guo Boji looked very angry.
"Brother Guo, please calm down. This matter is of great concern, but it is not something we should say out loud."
Chen Changwen said.
"It's just outside the city gate. Now there are six of us in the same room. Tell me, what is it?"
Guo Boji said.
Several people looked at each other and felt Guo Boji's firm will.
With a sigh, Liu Gongshou said:
"Brother Guo, it's not that we don't tell you. It's that we don't know much. Brother Chen is right, but this matter shouldn't come out of our mouths. At least, it shouldn't be us who say it to Fang Yun.
.”
After a pause, Liu Gongshou said: "We only know that this matter is related to the Master!"
"Master!" Upon hearing this name, Guo Boji showed a shocked look on his face.
"Yes, so you should know. This matter should never come out of our mouths."
When several people talked about Master, they all looked respectful, an expression of respect that was even greater than that of their own teachers.
Guo Boji remained silent. He knew that if this matter really affected the Master, then what the colleagues in front of him said was absolutely right. Not only that, even asking him to interfere with this matter was going too far.
"But, he is my student after all..." Guo Boji sighed.
Ling Gongji, the former general council official, shook his head:
"Don't worry. No one wants to hide it from him. He will know about this matter sooner or later. However, it is not the time yet. Moreover, we do not have the qualifications."
After a pause, Ling Gongji said:
"Brother Guo, you have been too confined in the past few years. Originally, the second son of the Fang family should never have entered your name. However, this is already a fact, and there is no use in pursuing it. Let's leave it like this for the time being. - Not in his place, not in his place.
Find a job. Let’s just concentrate on the lecture hall!”
"Yeah," the others nodded. Being at their level, they always have access to things that others don't know.
"It can only be the."
Guo Boji was worried, but he couldn't say much. He thought in his mind: "If it is really the master, then the master should have made arrangements."
…
After the five great scholars arrived, Fang Yun started to deal with the matter of the lecture hall. He had 80,000 soldiers at hand, and he was not short of money. He quickly built a lecture hall in the center of Xier City. The lecture hall was quite large.
The evil ways in Xi'er City have been eradicated, and now that Fang Yun is in charge, no one in the right way dares to make any ideas. Even if there are people, others will be watching. After all, if the five great scholars of the dynasty died in Xi'er
In the city, it was really a disaster.
…
Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, Fang Yun had been in Xi'er City for two days.
On this day, Fang Yun was sitting in the main hall. Suddenly, there was a sneer, and something as thin as paper passed through the door of the general's mansion and shot in with a sharp whistle. With a ding, he was far away.
There are clouds on the wall of the main hall about a foot away.
"Yeah!" Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes and saw a red invitation card to his left, embedded in the wall. The thick metal wall made of bronze was as soft as tofu, and was penetrated by this invitation card.
Three feet deep.
"What a domineering skill!" Fang Yun's pupils shrank, knowing that in addition to his deep internal strength, his opponent must also have practiced weapons.
"It seems that the real controllers of Xi'er City have finally lost their composure and come forward!"
Fang Yun stood up with a cold look on his face. He walked to the invitation and took out the invitation with a burst of inner strength. When he opened the invitation, the writing on it was like an iron hook and a silver stroke, with only one short line:
"Tonight at midnight, Yanque Tower."
Fang Yun glanced at it and put down the invitation. He had already mastered the spirit-level masters in Xi'er City. Now, the one who dares to run out after two months must be an earth-level master.