Chapter 11 (2/2)

Fang Yun said, ”you admit that the four people behind you wanted to kill me last night?”

Liu Zicheng sneered, ”your trick is useless to me. I never said I would kill you. I have a scholar Wen position. Even if I hurt you, I'll just lose money. Fang Yun, I'll give you one last chance. Do you agree or not!”

Fang Yun cut the nail and cut the railway: ”sister Yuhuan is my wife, and no one can take it away! If you dare to mess around, I'll sue you in the Yamen! Also, you used to beat me up and I only need compensation to close the case, but now I'm a child. If you beat me up, it's enough to deprive you of your fame and position!”

”You? Tong Sheng? Hahaha, did I hear you right? Did you hear me?” Liu Zicheng laughed and asked the servant behind him.

”Yes, a poor man said he was a child!” a man said.

Fang Yun looked calm and said, ”I can be admitted to Tongsheng. Thanks to brother Liu, I'm afraid I can't be admitted to Tongsheng if brother Liu didn't lend me those semi holy books. If I become a scholar in the future, I will not forget to repay brother Liu for his great kindness!”

The last four words bite very heavily.

Liu Zicheng stared at Fang Yun seriously, stepped forward and asked aggressively, ”I knew it on the road. At this time, the literary academy in Jixian County has not released the list. How do you know you can be admitted to Tongsheng? You think you can deceive me in a few words?”

”If you don't believe it, you can follow me to the gate of the literary academy. By the way, I'm still a former Saint.” Fang Yun smiled.

Liuzicheng was stunned and laughed loudly.

”Sheng Qiantong Sheng? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? How many kilograms do you have? I don't know. You even read the thirteen classics I can't even recite the famous essays of three semi holy examiners. I also have your level of poetry. It's impossible for a middle-aged boy to say that he is a former holy boy? It makes people laugh! Fang Yun! Stop talking nonsense, my patience has run out! If you don't promise today, I'll take two legs from you before I leave to let you know what I Liu Zicheng said To do it! ”

Yang Yuhuan hurriedly said, ”Liu Zicheng, don't deceive people too much. The prime minister is now a former child student. With a Wen position, if you dare to hurt him, I'll go to the County Yamen to complain!”

Fang Yun didn't expect Liu Zicheng to be so bold. He hated him. If he hadn't had a relative, Liu Zicheng wouldn't dare to do so.

Fang Yun immediately urged the general to say, ”Liu Zicheng, if you are a real man, come with me to the county literary academy and see the Jinbang first. Why, are you afraid? Don't you always look down on me? You don't even have the courage to go to the literary academy?”

Liu Zicheng smiled contemptuously and was about to promise. A servant behind him suddenly said in his ear, ”second childe, it seems that he is really a former child.”

”What do you say?” Liu Zicheng asked hurriedly.

”I clearly remember an obvious scar on his forehead yesterday. They all saw it, but now the scar is gone. Even if there is a panacea, it can't be done. Only by filling the top can it make such a big scar disappear overnight.”

Liu Zicheng was shocked and hurriedly looked back at the other servants.

”I remember.”

”Yes, he has a deep cut.”

The eyes of several servants showed panic. If Fang Yun was really a former child, they were likely to have bad luck.

Liu Zicheng looked at Fang Yun again. Then he realized that today's Fang Yun seemed different from usual. He was calm, steady, and his temperament changed greatly. It seemed that he was suddenly several years older.

Liu Zicheng looks at Yang Yuhuan, who makes no secret of his contempt.

Liu Zicheng's eyes twinkled and didn't speak for a long time. Suddenly, he smiled grimly and said, ”now the Academy of Arts hasn't released the list, and you haven't paid an official visit before the saint. There's no child's clothes and child's sword. It must be false! You're just a civilian now, I'm a scholar, and if you cripple you, you'll only lose money!”

Fang Yun didn't expect Liu Zicheng to be so decisive.

”You stop him!” Liu Zicheng said, ran into the carriage and took out pen, ink and paper.

Fang Yun's secret way is bad. Liu Zicheng is afraid of danger close to him and wants to attack him with ”talk on paper”.

”Sister Yuhuan, step back!” Fang Yun said and rushed to Liu Zicheng. He must not use words on paper, otherwise he can only be slaughtered.

However, the four experienced servants immediately rushed up and did not fight Fang Yun, or hug his waist, lock his arms, or hug his legs. They trapped Fang Yun in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yun is talented and healthy. As long as he keeps it for a few months, he will be stronger than the four men. But now he hasn't kept his body well. He's not the opponent of the four people at all.

Yang Yuhuan stepped forward to help Fang Yun. Realizing that his strength was not enough, he immediately ran to liuzicheng to stop him from writing.

A servant immediately let Fang Yun go and stopped Yang Yuhuan.

Liu Zicheng spread the rice paper on the carriage, directly inserted the brush into the ink bottle, picked up the Langhao pen filled with thick ink and wrote on the paper. His whole body was full of energy, blowing a light wind and blowing his clothes.

Liu Zicheng read the ancient war song made by Jing Ke before assassinating King Qin while writing in extremely fast cursive script.

His talent was integrated into the ink through the brush to form words, which had a strange resonance with the words. The vitality between heaven and earth was inspired by the talent words.

When the strong wind rose, a human black fog gradually appeared around Liu Zicheng. The human black fog was unclear and held a dagger. The dagger is also a black fog, which can send out a chill and turn this place into a cold winter.

Fang Yunxin was so desperate that the other party even used this famous war poem.

”The wind is blowing and the water is cold. When a strong man goes, he doesn't come...”

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