Chapter 10 Zhuxuan Building

Teaching riding, shooting, etiquette, righteousness and music in the school palace are all advocated by Confucianism. When these Confucian scribes were teaching, the halls of the school were quiet. In front of these Confucian scribes, they are also as obedient as sheep and dare not cause anything.

In the last life, Fang Yun was very familiar with what was taught in the school palace. There was no need to waste his mind, so he put all his mind on the computation of martial arts.

The school where Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin listened to was not with Fang Yun. After the Confucian scholars left, Fang Yun wanted to see them, but found that the two had already left.

"It's all right. Anyway, they are all in the school palace. There will be plenty of opportunities to meet in the future," Fang Yun didn't take it to heart.

For several days in a row, after Fang Yun went back, he stayed in the Purple Dragon Garden to practice diligently. With human-level beads, Fang Yun's training speed is indeed much faster.

"The wild cow comes out of the hole!"

"Mangniu Benz!"

In the Purple Dragon Garden, Fang Yun used two Mangniu boxing moves one after another. A trace of extremely thin white fog fluttered and poured into his body. These white fogs are naturally the heaven and earth spirit attracted by human-level beads.

! Oh!!

Fang Yun's brocade sleeves swung through the void and made the sound of cutting the blade. In the past few days, his strength has increased a lot, almost comparable to the effect of hard practice in the past half month. After practicing a set of boxing skills, Fang Yun also finished his momentum.

"The human-level pearl is indeed worthy of being a sacred product of martial arts. With this bead, coupled with my hard practice, I have a lot more strength to protect myself," Fang Yunwei raised his head and looked at the human-level beads in his hand. However, in a few days, the baby in the middle of the bead changed into the appearance of Fang Yun, which was a baby-shaped Fang Yun.

Yu nourishes people, and people nourishes jade. Fang Yun carries this human-level bead on his body every day. Over time, the human-level bead has also absorbed enough popularity from him, which has changed into his appearance!

After eating dessert, Fang Yun drove to the school palace.

On this day, after the lecture at the school palace, Fang Yun was about to leave, but he heard two calls:

"Brother Fang, please stay!"

When looking back, Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin gasped slightly and rushed up.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhou," Fang Yun was slightly surprised. A few days ago, he was looking for them, but he couldn't find them. Unexpectedly, this time they took the initiative to come to him.

Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin were a little embarrassed by Fang Yun's eyes and said with a little embarrassment, "Brother Fang, I'm not afraid of your ridicule. Last time thanks to your help, my brother Zhou and I have always wanted to be the host and entertain Brother Fang as a thank you. However, I have been shy in my pocket. It was not until the past few days that I received monthly money in the house that I had a chance. I don't know if Brother Fang can be honored and go to Zhuxuan Building to get together.

Fang Yun also quite understands the situation of these two people. Although they are also the prince's children, and they are extremely rich and noble, after all, they are concubines, and their status in the house is quite low, and they can't get much money every month.

"Brother Zhang and Brother Zhou, you're welcome. I'll treat this meal," Fang Yun answered. His identity is different. The Marquis of Sifang only has the wife of Mrs. Huayang, and he does not lack much confinement money every month.

"No, no. Brother Fang, please make sure that I and Brother Zhou are the same," Zhang Ying said, and his neck was almost red.

When Fang Yun saw that they insisted, he stopped insisting. When the three friends in the previous life met, Fang Yun was in a good mood and wanted to get together with them, so he said, "In that case, Brother Zhang, Brother Zhou will lead the way."

One of the three is grateful, and the other is willing to make friends. In addition, they are all from civilian marquis, and they are one step closer to each other. After a moment of conversation, the guests were immediately happy. Fang Yun did not get into his own carriage, but the three of them huddled together on the same horse and soon arrived at Zhuxuan Building.

Zhuxuan Building is located on the bank of the Lushui River, next to many green bamboos transported from Nanling. The plants become forests, which contrast with the clear water.

Confucian ministers in the court, because of the pleasant environment here, green bamboo and clear water, occasionally come here for a few drinks. When the poetry is popular, it will be impromptu to recite a few songs and give them to Zhuxuan Building. The owner of this restaurant is also very good at being a man. All of them are framed and hung on the wall for people to appreciate.

Rumor has it that Zhuxuanlou also collected the poems of Taifu in the current dynasty as a thing for the town building. Usually, it is not revealed in front of people.

When Zhang Ying and the other two arrived, a familiar guy was immediately led to the elegant room upstairs. Serve fragrant tea and send a few more dishes of fennel.

"Let's do it as usual. Hurry up." Zhang Ying waved her hand.

"All right, the little one will go right away." The young master laughed happily and retreated.

Zhuxuan Building, Fang Yun came for the first time. He didn't like to come to such a place in his previous life. When the boy went out, he took the opportunity to look around.

The Zhuxuan Building is very lively. There are many Hongshang Fujia in and out, but more of them are Confucian scholars who enter Beijing to take the exam. Many of them came to the ink treasures of the ministers hanging on the wall on the second floor.

"Thank you very much for what happened that day, Brother Fang. Otherwise, with so many students watching, I'm afraid we will lose face. After going back, the lady in the house will not only not pity us, but also lose the face of the Hou family because of us, and beat us severely," Zhang Ying's words were sincere, and the words were quite bitter.

"There is no need to say polite words. Brother Zhang, Brother Zhou, there is one thing I don't understand. The Princess Yongle is just a little unruly based on her origin. Real kung fu is not so good. The two came from Houfu and have a family background. Even if one person can't beat them, two people together should be able to resist. Fang Yun's words were very tactful. Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin's original performance can almost be described as humiliating.

"Brother Fang doesn't know anything. We are different from you. Although you are the second son, you are also the wife of the Marquis of Sifang. The two of us are not even concubines. Although Princess Yongle is just a princess, if we resist, we will bring endless trouble to our mother in the house. Zhou Xin's eyes were faintly wet, and she was beaten by a woman in public. This kind of humiliation could not be put up to by a man. But when I think of my mother, who is not in a difficult situation at home, I have to swallow all kinds of resentment and humiliation.

Fang Yun and these two people were friends in the 'pre-life'. At that time, he abandoned martial arts and wrote. Without that ability, he naturally did not cause trouble. I don't know much about these two friends. In this life, his mind has changed greatly, and he has practiced martial arts. Now that we know what happened to these two friends, we should try our best to change it.

Fang Yun bowed his head and meditated, flashing in his eyes. After a moment, I raised my head and made a decision in my heart:

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhou, after all, we come from a martial arts family. Only when martial arts are strong can it be valued in the house. Don't you two want to suffer such humiliation all your life?

"Brother Fang, it's not that we don't want to practice martial arts. It's just that we have a low status in the house. Unlike the great son of the world, there are special martial arts strongmen to be masters and teach hand in hand. When I was practicing martial arts, my father only gave me a copy of Mang Niu Fist, so he didn't care about me anymore. Without the guidance of the master, it is really difficult to practice martial arts.

"Yes, Brother Zhou is lucky. My father didn't even think of having a son like me. If it weren't for Brother Zhou's loyalty, lend me the Mang Niu Boxing Score. I'm afraid I have no hope of contact with martial arts forever. Zhang Ying looked quite frustrated, and he was also quite unsatisfied among the scholars, otherwise he would not have mixed with Fang Yun in his previous life.

"Brother Fang, if Brother Zhou doesn't mind, I can teach two boxing skills. However, I have to explain in advance that I only have the ordinary boxing method of Mang Niu Fist in my hand.

Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin were overjoyed when they heard the words: "Thank you, Brother Fang!"

Both of them have seen Fang Yun and Yang Qian fight. Although Mang Niu Boxing is an ordinary boxing method in the army, the power in Fang Yun's hands is not under the tiger boxing at all, and it is even a victory. If there is Fang Yun's "Mingshi" teaching, why do the two of them suffer from such humiliation?

Although Fang Yun agreed in advance, he could only teach two people Mang Niuquan. However, Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin are clear-in-heart, which is enough. The two secretly made up their minds that if Fang Yun taught each other, he must study hard. After going back, the people in the house should be shocked.

Although the martial arts family is hierarchical, it is also extremely pragmatic. As long as the two of them show enough talent in martial arts, they will certainly be able to attract the attention of their father. The martial arts of the Marquis of Zhongxin and the Marquis of Shenjian are so profound. As long as they can attract the attention of the two, all the martial arts skills will be passed down in the future, and there is no need for Fang Yun to pass on their unique knowledge!

With the ability to change the fate of the two friends, Fang Yun was also very happy. He turned around and shouted, "Xiao Er, come up the pen and ink."

There are many literati and poets in Zhuxuan Building. These people may be poetic at some time and want to leave some pen and ink. Therefore, the four treasures of this kind of study in Zhuxuan Building are always ready.

As soon as Fang Yun's voice fell, the organic little waiter immediately held it with a jade plate and sent it up.

The ink is honed in advance, and the pen is a good wolf pen. Fang Yun dipped it in ink, closed his eyes and meditated for a while, and then spread the ink on the rice paper.

Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin originally thought that Fang Yun was going to write some exercises and so on. Unexpectedly, Fang Yunlang drew a big blue and ink-colored eye with a big stroke on the rice paper. After a few strokes, the two immediately felt that the big eyes were full of an unrestrained, invincible fierce and violent atmosphere.

Fang Yun's pen turned again, a muscle knotted, and the free and free wild cow suddenly jumped on the paper. He did not get too entangled in the details. In a few strokes, he completely grabbed the essence and momentum of Mang Niu.

Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin were shocked, and their eyes were different when they looked at Fang Yun. The two never knew that Fang Yun had such a high attainments in painting. A Mang Niu Tu, the spirit and momentum are all on the paper. This kind of penpower, even in the learning palace, some scholars with special attainments in painting, are far from behind.

Fang Yun didn't know Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin's thoughts. He stopped and looked at the two people and said, "Boxing together, the first focus on spirit, will and momentum. Boxing is dead, and people are alive. Like Yang Qian, not to mention tiger boxing, no matter how strong the boxing is, it will be ruined in his hands!"

Zhang Ying and Zhou Xin nodded and thought so.

"I will draw the essence of Mang Niu Boxing, and add the tips of the key points of boxing. After you take it back, peck carefully. If there is anything you don't understand, come to me again, and I will answer it one by one."

"Brother Fang, Zhou Xin and I remember it in our hearts," Zhang Ying said gratefully. A few paintings are just a piece of effort, but for the two of them, it can completely change their difficult situation, and their mother can also rise with them in the future.

Fang Yun nodded, brushed a few strokes, finished all the 18 pictures of Mang Niu Fist, and handed them over

With this incident, the relationship between the three of them went further. After a banquet, they almost talked about everything, and the guests were all suitable.

Jingle bell!

The three of them were enjoying wine and vegetables in the box. Suddenly, they heard a crisp ring call, and a small step was getting closer and closer, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.