The Path of the Sage

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Fang Yun nodded and said, “Since I am already at odds with the Ying Society, I will temporarily join the Lishan Society.
I hope that us poor students can support each other.”

Ye Feng and his companions were overjoyed.

The four of them talked for a long time, and Fang Yun finally returned to his room in the Talented Scholar class.

As he pushed open the door, Fang Yun found that there were four more people in the room.

Like Ye Feng, these four were all wearing Presented Scholar robes and were chatting happily with the Talented Scholars.

When they saw Fang Yun come in, they all stood up.
One of the burly young men smiled and said, “Did we come too late?”

“Who are you all?”Next, Chang Wanxu introduced Fang Yun to the four people one by one.
All four of them were related to prestigious families.
The sturdy young man turned out to be Zhang Ruohai, the son of the governor of Jiangzhou, Zhang Poyue.
The Zhang family itself was a prestigious family in Mishou, but Zhang Ruohai's student status was in Jiangzhou.

“Don't you consider joining our Ying Society?”

Fang Yun said, “I have offended the Liu family, how could I join your aristocratic Ying Society? I have already agreed to become a guest of the Lishan Society.”

Zhang Ruohai helplessly said, “You are Uncle Fang's nephew, you should join the Ying Society.
It's all that scoundrel Liu Zicheng's fault.
But don't worry, this Ying Society is not his Liu family's Ying Society.
Since you are from the Fang family, you are one of us.
If you need anything, you can come to me.”

Fang Yun smiled and said, “Then I thank you first, Brother Zhang.”

Although Zhang Ruohai was a Presented Scholar, he was quite bold like his father and not bound by trivialities.
He pulled Fang Yun to drink, and the atmosphere in the room was exceptionally high.

They drank until late at night, and the group left the restaurant.
Fang Yun had drunk quite a bit and was walking unsteadily, but his mind was still clear.

When he arrived home by carriage, the little fox quickly ran over and jumped into Fang Yun's arms, whining as if complaining that he hadn't come to see it all day.

“I may not be home during the day frequently in the future.
I will go to kill demons in a few days, and it will take ten or twenty days.
You have to get used to it,” Fang Yun said, rubbing the little fox's head with his hand.

The new house was very large, and in addition to Jiang Pozzi and Fang Daniu, there were two more maids and a doorman than before.
Tan Yu and Nie Shi did not live here.

After chatting with Yang Yuhuan for a while and drinking a bowl of sober soup cooked by Jiang Pozzi, Fang Yun continued to study.

He didn't study until four in the morning today and went to bed in the early morning.

The next day, Fang Yun continued to go to the State Academy to study.

The morning was calm, and Mr.
Wang's first class was on the language of the demon clan, which Fang Yun could not understand.
He decided to let Qishu Tianxiang “eat” some books on demon clan language at night.

After that, they studied the classics and poetry.

At noon, Mr.
Wang said what he would teach in the afternoon and left.

Fang Yun was about to have lunch with his classmates when he heard a voice in his ear.

“Come to my Mingjing Hall.”

Fang Yun did not expect it to be the voice of the court lord Li Wenying, so he said to them, “You go to lunch first, I have some private matters to attend to, you don't need to wait for me.”

Fang Yun walked to the front of the court lord's hall and looked up to see the plaque with the three characters “Mingjing Hall” written on it.
He knocked on the door three times.

“Come in.”

A strange wind pushed the door open.

Fang Yun bowed outside the threshold and said, “Student Fang Yun greets the court lord.”

Li Wenying was sitting on the Tai Shi chair behind the large desk, smiling at Fang Yun and saying, “Come and talk in front of the desk.”

Fang Yun walked to the front of the desk and did not find anything special, just the four treasures of the study and official documents.
The middle of the desk was very clean, with only a piece of woolen felt used to cushion the white paper.

“I don't know what the court lord has ordered.”Li Wenying laughed and said, “Last winter, I wrote a poem that was just one step away from reaching the Prefecture level.
If it could reach the Prefecture level, there would be a great chance of being included in the 'Literary Path'.
I asked a few friends for help, but none of them could make the poem better.
Today, seeing the flowers blooming outside reminded me of last year's plum blossoms, and also of that poem 'Early Plum'.
Your literary talent is unparalleled in Jiangzhou, and I am not as good as you.
Are you willing to help me?”

Fang Yun replied, “If Lord Wenying doesn't mind my limited talent and knowledge, I can give it a try.
However, if it doesn't turn out well, please don't blame me.”

Li Wenying laughed and scolded, “Stop pretending to be innocent in front of me.
When you borrowed my reputation to sell books, weren't you afraid of my scolding? By the way, how are the book sales?”