Chapter 488 Meet Grandpa

Out of Zhongxinhou Mansion, Fang Yun found an inn opened by his subordinate Mozi and checked in it. I thought about it carefully all night.

It has been found that my grandfather's old-fashioned character was used by the Marquis of Pingding and the Marquis of Zhen to attack the eldest brother Fanglin. Although things are bad, after all, it is plain.

Grandpa Liu Zhengxun is just old-fashioned and almost inhumane, not as hopeless as Fang Yun thought before. After all, he is still his grandfather. His mother has been washing her face with tears for a few days every year, precisely because he can't get his father's forgiveness. Fang Yun can not consider the feelings of others, but he can't ignore his mother's feelings.

And in his heart, Fang Yun also hopes to repair the relationship between his grandfather and his mother and father, and make up for his mother's legacy. This kind of thing, whether it is a father or a mother, is not suitable to come forward. On the contrary, it is possible to repair the relationship between the eldest brother and himself.

However, now my grandfather has a deep opinion of his eldest brother, and he even impeached him in writing. The only one who can do this is yourself.

"Renren, Renren..."

Fang Yun stayed in the room, leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and meditate silently. This matter was related to the eldest brother's title and his mother's wish, and Fang Yun had to be cautious. In this regard, martial arts are useless.

Fang Yun asked himself, he was not lawless and dared to do anything to his grandfather. First of all, I can't get through this level from the psychological Taoism. And my mother can't forgive herself.

"I have been indebated to my daughter for more than 20 years, and even expelled my child from the house. I really don't understand how old-fashioned and old-fashioned you can make such a decision..."

Fang Yun muttered to himself. That night, the lights were on in his house.

"Tut! Tick..."

The carriage travels slowly, and the more it travels, the more remote it becomes. This is no longer within the scope of the imperial city.

Fang Yun sat in the carriage and looked out of the window through the curtains. Thinking back to the information about my grandfather, one after another. Her mother, Mrs. Huayang, also came from a scholarly family. Although she may not be very rich, she is also a big family with a long-standing family.

Liu's house can also be called magnificent. Never be seated in such a remote place. In fact, this is the residence of my grandfather Liu Zhengxun and others.

Since his mother deviated from his opinion and was with his father Fang Yin, his uncle abandoned Wen to do business, and his grandfather was furious and expelled him from the house. After that, he abandoned Liu's house. He thought that it was the birthplace of two evil children and daughters. He didn't want to have anything to do with them, so he moved out of the city and built a thatched hut. I live an almost isolated life.

Several clusters of plum huā trees stand beside the road, and there is a row of tattered fences ahead. In a piece of wormwood, there is a lonely hut.

"Pit-up..."

Fang Yun pulled his robe and walked down from the carriage. He looked at the front quietly. The hut in front of him is the place where Grandpa Liu Zhengxun lives in seclusion. Fang Yun glanced at the end of the dilapidated thatched thatched roof. Obviously, it had not been repaired for a long time. The stone steps are covered with moss. Obviously, no one has cleaned it for a long time.

Fang Yun remembered the information collected. When Grandpa left the big house, he brought some servants. But because they said a few kind words to their mother and uncle, their unfriendly grandfather directly drove everyone away. I live here alone, and there is no one to serve.

At least the Liu family is also a scholarly family, and Liu Zhengxun is the former scholar. Now I live here alone, without visiting, and no one cleans the yard. An old man lives here alone, which inevitably makes people feel lonely and desolate.

"Take the blame yourself..."

Fang Yun sighed, but he couldn't be happy. The connection of blood cannot be cut. No matter how rigid Liu Zhengxun is, he is still his grandfather. The Fang family is a prince, and he is extremely noble for a while; his uncle Sun Zhongrong is even rich, while his grandfather lives in such a dilapidated hut, which makes people unhappy. Even if all this is caused by himself!

"Who is outside the door..."

At this moment, an old voice came from the hut. The tone was cold, like a hard stone..

Fang Yunwei murmured, teased his robe, and knelt down respectfully outside the thatched house: "Sun Fang Yun pays homage to his grandfather..."

Grandfather Liu Zhengxun can ignore his mother and uncle, and even scold and scold them angrily.

But Fang Yun, as a grandson, did not lose his etiquette.

Suddenly, there was a cold snort in the room: "Humph! I, Liu Zhengxun, have no children. Which one are you the grandson of? I want to see my grandfather randomly..."

Fang Yun suddenly changed his color, which was too much, but he still resisted: "In the cloud below, his father, Hou Fangyin, and his mother, Liu Shi, were added as the daughter of the former Yuanshi Liu Zhengxun..."

"Sit, I don't have such an unfilial daughter!"

An angry rebuke came from the house.

A trace of anger flashed in Fang Yun's eyes, but he was still forced to control it. The mother is his daughter. He can scold, but if he is a junior, he can't be rude to his elders.

Fang Yun didn't say anything, and there was silence in the hut. It seems that the old man in the room is also looking at Fang Yun.

"Hmm! A dragonfly of a hill!" Obviously, he was furious, but he didn't hide it. He was also a treacherous person. - Your trip is for your big brother Fang Lin! Well, although I hate treacherous people like you the most, "filial piety" is the meaning of Confucianism, but I can't ignore the meaning of Confucianism. Since you want to plead for your eldest brother, let's find this right one..."

"Bang!"

A roll of white rice paper flew out and landed not far in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun took a look and his eyes suddenly shrank. The lines on the outside of this roll of rice paper are clearly the paper provided by the imperial court to the prince's house. Although my grandfather was a scholar of the previous dynasty, he was different from Confucianism and soldiers. The paper they use is different from this one.

He said that he would test his own pair, and immediately threw out a paper of written pair. It's obviously for him. How could he know he was coming and prepare such a thing?

Fang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. Then a touch of anger flashed in his eyes: "The Marquis of Zhenguo, the Marquis of Pingding..."

The rice paper obviously comes from the home of the Marquis of Zhenguo and the Marquis of Pingding. Grandpa is an old-fashioned and old-fashioned Confucian student, and he can't have expected that he would come. There must be a good person's advice. Fang Yun subconsciously thought of the Marquis of Zhen and the Marquis of Pingding. But it vaguely felt wrong. These two marquises should not have been so careful.

Fang Yun stood up, took a step forward, grabbed the rice paper, opened it, and immediately saw a line of text.

"Father Mangfu, son Mangfu, father and son Mangjia..."

"It's really an inch..."

Seeing this line of words, Fang Yun suddenly changed his color. When his grandfather Liu Zhengxun strongly opposed his father and mother, the reason was that he was a reckless man.

The father's reckless husband and the son's reckless meeting clearly satirizes themselves and their father. They are all leading the troops, only know how to fight, war, and do not know etiquette and education.

The couplet of "father, son, father and son" is quite simple, and even in a sense, it can't be called a couplet. Grandpa Liu Zhengxun obviously did not really want to take any exam, but wanted to humiliate his father and son.

This kind of pair seems easy, and it has changed two unrelated people. It's easy to come out, and even sneer each other and humiliate each other. However, the special relationship between Fang Yun and Liu Zhengxun complicated this simple pair.

Grandpa's daughter, Mrs. Huayang, is her own mother. Fang Yun sned at each other and used the father-daughter relationship as an article. It was immediately unfilial and rebellious. Grandpa's son is his uncle Sun Zhongrong. If Fang Yun talks about his grandfather and his unrelated uncle, his cousin Sun Shibi can't forgive himself in the first place. And that also seems to be unkind.

This kind of pair, the right one is "husband and wife", but grandma has already passed away. Taking the deceased grandmother into an article is not like what a grandson should do.

The blood connection between the two people immediately let Fang Yun go down, which is not good. When it comes up, it seems that he is unkind, unfaithful and unfilial, which is much more serious than the humiliation of "Mangfu". When it spreads, I'm afraid the great Confucian of the imperial court will not like him.

And if you choose some other subjects, it doesn't hurt or itchy, and you seem to be incompetent. He was immediately underestimated by his grandfather. Anyway, the blood connection between the two makes this simple pair much more complicated, which is extremely troublesome.

"Why can't it come out? If you can't come out, just leave by yourself! Although my Liu Zhengxun's hut is dilapidated, it is not that people who don't know poetry and books can enter..."

The sound in the hut is cold.

A trace of anger suddenly flashed through Fang Yun's pupils. How could he give up so easily?

"The lower couplet of this pair, are you going to let me write it on the back with pen and ink? Or let me recite it?"

"Pen and ink can only be used by people who know books and etiquette and understand poetry and articles. You are a kind of person, you'd better recite it..."

The following means that Fang Yun is a reckless man and is not qualified to use pen and ink.

Fang Yun didn't care about him and arched his hand: "That's right. Then I'll recite it directly..."

"I'm listening..." The people in the room said coldly.

Fang Yun pondered for a moment and said, "You're so good - teacher rotten Confucian, apprentice rotten Confucian, master and apprentice rotten Confucian..."

Grandfather Liu Zhengxun had many difficulties in many places. Fang Yun saluted first and then the soldiers. He consciously did enough courtesy and no longer tolerated it. As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately revealed the true nature of his lips and tongue. Grandpa satirized that his father and son did not understand poetry. He was a martial artist and a reckless man. Fang Yun pointed out that he was a sour Confucian and rotten Confucian, and even the teacher who taught him poetry and articles scolded him.

The so-called teacher must have his apprentice. Grandpa is so rigid and uninhuman. His unknown master obviously can't get rid of it.

"How presumptuous!"

In the hut, Liu Zhengxun was furious. Confucianism focuses on the righteousness of teachers and students. Although Liu Zhengxun is old-fashioned, because of this, he can't tolerate others and accuses his teacher. Fang Yun said bluntly that he was a corrupt Confucian, and even the teacher scolded him. How could he not be angry?

"What's the matter, is this pair not neat?"

Fang Yun sneered.

There was silence in the hut. After a moment, he snorted heavily: "Come up!"