"I worked hard to write this poem. How could someone write it exactly like me?"
Fang Yun's eyes flickered, his expression changed, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
"Zhang Ji, do you know who came second in this Lantern Festival literary test?" Fang Yun asked.
Zhang Ying shook her head blankly: "In the Lantern Festival Literary Examination, except for the first place, which will be announced. Second, the third place can choose not to have their names announced. According to their opinions, second, the three places have not announced their names."
.——Brother Fang, are you okay?"
Both of them felt something strange about Fang Yun.
"I'm fine!"
Fang Yun waved his hands, absent-mindedly. But there was another thought in his mind: "Is there someone like me who has been reborn? This time he participated in the Lantern Festival Literary Examination and stole my poems?"
In his past life, faces of characters flowed through his mind. Fang Yun thought a lot at this moment. But in the blink of an eye, Fang Yun suddenly calmed down.
"In my previous life, I was unknown. Even if someone was interested, it would be impossible for them to notice me among all the students. Moreover, in my previous life, I did not practice martial arts. Even when I got the top spot in the literary test, I did not attract much attention.
.If that person is like me and has been reborn, his understanding of me may only end with this poem."
Thinking of this, Fang Yun immediately felt that the matter was not as serious as he thought. Moreover, even if someone was reborn like him, it would not have any impact on him. Furthermore, Fang Yun even thought of another aspect:
"After rebirth, many things have changed. First I practiced martial arts, and then Yang Biao died at the hunting ground in the eastern suburbs. None of this happened in my previous life. As the saying goes, a single move can affect the whole body, and many things
, are all intertwined. Perhaps, because I tried to change the fate of my family, the fate of others also changed with me. Maybe the poems I wrote were written by others for this reason."
"Brother Fang, Brother Fang..." Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin's calls came to my ears.
Fang Yun came back to his senses and suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhou, if possible, I would like to ask you to help me find out. Let's see who won the second place in the Lantern Festival Literary Examination. I want to make friends through literature.
, meet him."
Zhang Ying thought for a while: "It may be difficult to find these two people. However, we will try our best to help you investigate."
Fang Yun nodded and said nothing more.
Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin lingered for a while, and then prepared to leave. Fang Yun asked his mother for two letters and handed them to Zhang Ying, and Zhou Xin took them back to his home to return to his hometown. When they were leaving, the three of them agreed to leave after the winter snow melted.
, go to the mine to exercise together.
After bidding farewell to Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin, Fang Yun's face immediately darkened as soon as he returned to the wing:
"In this life, I just want to change the fate of my family and my family! As long as he blocks my will, no matter what his status is, whether he is a human emperor, or whether he is reborn like me, I will let him die without a burial place!"
The experience of his previous life made Fang Yun realize arduously that in this world, only power can control his own destiny. As long as he has strong power, no matter who the opponent is or what his identity is, he can only block the car.
self-destruction.
For several months, Fang Yun stayed in the Sifang Hou Mansion, focusing on practicing and reaching the formation level. In the blink of an eye, the winter snow melted, and spring would soon begin...
…
In the martial arts training ground of Shenjian Hou Mansion, a well-dressed young man covered his eyes with a black scarf, holding a powerful horn bow in his left hand, and fully pulling the string with his right hand. On his arrow string, there were three long arrows.
Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!
After a few string sounds, three arrows shot out, as fast as meteors. After flying ten feet, the two arrows on the left and right suddenly separated, drawing an arc in the air, and shot at the other two arrow targets respectively.
.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With three consecutive shots, the three arrows shot out of the boy's hands accurately hit the bull's-eyes of the three target.
"Zhou Xin, congratulations! You have finally mastered the Divine Arrow Heart Technique!"
Zhang Ying strode over and said excitedly.
Zhou Xin took off the black scarf and glanced at the three archery targets in the distance, with a look of excitement on his face:
"This time, my father is finally willing to pass on the family secrets to me. Although it is not a secret secret of the town, for me, it is already very good! By the way, Brother Zhang, what about you? Has your father passed it on to me?
Are you loyal to the Hou Mansion’s secret knowledge?”
"Father passed me the second volume of "Twelve Strategies of Tianfu", Imperial Strategies!" Zhang Ying said with a smile.
"That's great!"
Zhou Xin had a look of surprise. All the princes who came to the capital knew that Marquis Zhongxin was not good at force, but at marching formations and strategic tactics. Marquis Zhongxin passed him the "Twelve Strategies of Tianfu", which was obviously for him.
Take it very seriously.
"Yes, speaking of it. All of this is thanks to the young Marquis. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would still be humiliated in the house now, and how could I be so proud?"
The so-called Little Marquis refers to Fang Yun. Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin were grateful to Fang Yun and privately called him Little Marquis.
"Yes, if I hadn't met him, my mother and I would still be living in the woodshed."
As the two of them talked, they both felt very sad.
"Master, Master... Madam asked me to inform you that Young Master Fang Yun has come to visit the house."
While the two were chatting, in the distance, a maid came out from behind the garden and trotted over along the stone path. As she ran, she shouted loudly. Her face was red and she looked nervous.
"Brother Fang is here!" Zhou Xin and Zhang Ying looked at each other and said in surprise: "Where is the young Marquis? Take us there quickly."
"No, I'm already here." A familiar voice came from a distance.
Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin followed the sound and saw two figures turning out from behind the pavilion in the distance. The leader, wrapped in rich clothes and with a brocade belt on his hair, was none other than Fang Yun. After not seeing each other for several months, Fang Yun's temperament seemed elegant.
He emerged from the dust without losing his composure. By his side, there was Zhou Yuan, the Crown Prince of the Divine Arrow Marquis, accompanying him.
Zhou Yuan fell behind Fang Yun half a step away. His expression was quite humble and extremely flattering:
"Little Marquis, please come here. In the morning, Zhou Xin took the arrows and practiced archery in the martial arts field. - Little Marquis, if you don't mind, you might as well stay in the mansion for a while. The mansion has prepared some
Okay, let's go to the private room and have everything you need. In addition, if the young marquis needs anything, just ask. We will ask the servants to take care of it immediately."
In just a few months, Zhou Yuan's attitude towards Fang Yun was completely different! Nowadays, everyone knows that the Fang brothers are very popular. Let's not talk about Fang Lin's special promotion to the Forbidden Army.
The fact that Yun was appreciated by Wu Mu was enough to make everyone in the capital, from the princes and nobles to the officials in various offices, not dare to look down on the young marquis. Even Zhou Yuan had to be careful when speaking, not daring to
Neglect.
"There is no need to hang around. In the Zhou Dynasty, all the scholars with tied hair will set off for the mines as soon as the winter snow melts. It's almost time. I'm here to inform Zhou Xin."
Fang Yun waved his hand and said calmly.
Zhou Yuan looked slightly embarrassed, but he did not dare to get angry: "If the young Marquis is not free, you can come to the house to sit in the house when you have time."
"Let's talk about it then. You're welcome, Your Majesty. This time, I'm here specifically for Brother Zhou. As long as Zhou Xin entertains me, that's all. If Your Majesty has other things to do, just leave."
Fang Yun had a very clear idea of Zhou Yuan's mentality. Just imagine, if it weren't for Wu Mu's gift note, what would have happened to him today would have been a different scene. Thinking like this, he doesn't have much respect for Zhou Yuan.
Good impression.
"Zhou Xin, come here." Zhou Yuan waved to Zhou Xin. At this time, he resumed his demeanor as the heir apparent of the Shenjian Hou Mansion: "I leave it to you, young Marquis. Treat me well and remember not to neglect.
"
"Brother, don't worry. I will entertain the young Marquis well."
Zhou Xin said respectfully.
"Well, little Marquis, I won't bother you anymore. If you need anything, just tell your servants and I will send someone over right away."
When Zhou Yuan turned around and faced Fang Yun, he immediately smiled again.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to be polite."
Fang Yun nodded, and the three of them watched Zhou Yuan drift away and disappear into the corridor of the pavilion.
"What a loser!" Zhang Ying looked at Zhou Yuan's background with a mocking look on his face.
"Forget it, I can't blame him for this," Fang Yun said calmly, taking Zhou Xin's feelings into consideration.
"By the way, Brother Fang, why did you think of coming here this time? Originally, we wanted to visit you."
Zhou Xin quickly changed the topic.
"It's been so long, it's time for me to come and visit you. By walking around more, you can also connect the two families, and at the same time shock Zhou Yuan. In addition, the imperial escort team is already waiting outside the city gate. You are the best
Hurry up and prepare your luggage and set off with me."
Fang Yundao.
Zhou Xin shook his head: "I have nothing to prepare. I just have some changes of clothes, and one bag can be filled."
"Then hurry up. In a moment, we will leave in a carriage and set off with the army to the Bahrain Iron Mines!"
Fang Yun and Zhang Ying first followed Zhou Xin to visit his mother. After saying goodbye, Zhou Xin took a baggage, a horn bow, and a quiver and went out.
Outside the city gate of Shangjing City, there were crowds of people. More than a hundred newly-dressed scholars were almost here. The army escorting these scholars was the Taiyin Army among the eight imperial guards. More than 500 guards, led by
They were led by two commanders of the imperial army, with nearly a thousand ordinary soldiers mixed in between.
With such a composition, escorting more than a hundred scholars, such a formation can be called luxurious. When Fang Yun, Zhou Xin, and Zhang Ying arrived, they even found large equipment such as the God-breaking Crossbow in the army.
With such a weapon in the hands of the Forbidden Army, an ordinary reborn-level warrior would be dead.
"It's such a big pomp. We are just over a hundred soldiers. We went to a mine and actually deployed God-breaking crossbows! It's too exaggerated!"
Seeing the strict lineup outside the city, Zhou Xin was secretly speechless.
The God-breaking Crossbow is very huge, with an arc-shaped bow surface on top, and a huge iron box attached to the bottom, which contains various complex machine springs. Basically, a carriage can only hold one God-Breaking Crossbow!
Behind each God-Breaking Crossbow stood a Forbidden Army soldier with a serious look on his face, looking around warily from time to time!
"Escorting us is just a matter of course. The real thing is to escort the things in the carriage."
Fang Yun's eyes fell on the carriages in the middle of the team. On the carriage frames made of bronze, there were bronze boxes placed one after another. Unlike ordinary carriages, these carriages were pulled by eight powerful horses.
"What's the escort in that box? It's so heavy! The wheels of the carriage are almost half sunk into the ground."
Zhang Ying's eyes were very keen. After a few glances, he immediately noticed something unusual about these horses and carriages.
"You guys, come here!"
Suddenly, a loud voice came to my ears, and a bronze-skinned, rather mighty-looking commander of the imperial army strode over. He was holding a booklet in his hand: "What are your names?