Chapter 20 (1/2)

When shopkeeper Zhen walked back to the auspicious restaurant, it was lunch time. On weekdays, there must be a lot of customers. But now there are only two tables in the big lobby, and there is no scholar, not to mention those who wear children's robes or even scholar robes.

It's only been a day.

At this time, a man hurried to the scene and said anxiously: ”Shopkeeper, it's not good. Master Su has said that people of the Su family are not allowed to come to our store for dinner, and the Su family's industry is not allowed to have contacts with us. The other two distinguished families also follow suit. Think of a way. I heard from a friend of the county government, county magistrate Cai also said today. In the future, the county government will no longer choose our auspicious restaurant for receiving guests. In this case, those government service officials and their friends No relatives will come. ”

Shopkeeper Zhen looked blankly at the empty lobby and stayed for a long time. He sat on the threshold and cried.

”I shouldn't look down upon others...”

Different from the usual lunch, today's lunch of the Fang family has meat and vegetables. Yang Yuhuan is no longer reluctant to eat, but eats whatever he wants with Fang Yun.

While eating, Yang Yuhuan said some trivial things, such as another gift, and several large families sent invitations to Fang to attend the dinner.

After dinner, Fang Yun wrote some simple letters to reply to those who invited him. First, he was very grateful and so on. Finally, he said that he would go to Cai county magistrate's house to study Jingyi and hope Haihan.

Take a nap for a while, Fang Yun will recuperate, and then grind ink and lay paper.

”The sage of Confucianism is long and arduous, and I must move forward step by step. Even if I have a world of strange books, I still need to work hard, or I should work harder in order to live up to the world of strange books!”

”It's unforgettable. Jinshi's body and brain are extraordinary after many times of talent cultivation, so I can never forget. I can't imagine that I'm just a child. I can also remember. Is it the power attached to the world of strange books?”

Fang Yun was so happy that he continued to read this chapter from the beginning.

Reading a book a hundred times reveals its meaning.

When Fang Yun picked up the paper, he found that the paper was ten times heavier than the calligraphy he had written before, and the ink condensed but did not disperse. He didn't dry it for a long time.

Fang Yun reached out and touched the ink, as smooth and round as touching the glass.

Ink does not touch the skin.

”Ink does not touch the skin is a sign of integrating talent into words. Even scholars have to practice for three or five months. The next step is to” resonate with words ”, and then I can mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth and fully master the” talk on paper ”. If I could not touch the skin when I was a child, I'm afraid I can” talk on paper ”when I became a scholar. It's not unusual that the pages become heavier. It's said that saints Words are like mountains, which is even more terrible. ”

Fang Yun didn't expect that he had made such rapid progress. He was happy and full of motivation. He continued to study and practice, read it ten times, and then write with pen and ink.

In the process of writing and learning the book of changes, the talent of Wen palace gradually increased, and the whole Wen palace became more and more solid.

Unknowingly, the sun set and the house became dim, but Fang Yun seemed unaware and continued to read and write.

At night, his eyes are brighter than usual. As a child, he has the ability of ”bright eyes and night vision”. Even in the night when he can't see his fingers, everything is clearly visible as in the daytime.

Fang Yun finished writing another word and was reading it. Yang Yuhuan's voice came from outside.

”Xiaoyun, it's time for dinner.”

”OK, I'll go out right away.”

Fang Yun had dinner as usual, but Yang Yuhuan was a little different. She used to chat with Fang Yun, but she said very little, but these two days she told Fang Yun everything, about her process of looking for a maid and about her neighbors. Every time she talked about others praising Fang Yun, she was very happy, and her face seemed to glow, more beautiful.

Fang Yun listened quietly and interrupted occasionally. He felt very warm. Yang Yuhuan had obviously relied on him.