Chapter 42 Wu Mu

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Quiet, quiet!

The light all over the sky dissipated, and the carriage returned to silence. Sangong's pen and ink were rolled up again and landed beside Fang Yun, as if nothing had happened. Only in the open window of the car, the continuous influx of cold wind reminded Fang Yun that everything just now really happened.

"Young master, what just happened? Are you all right?"

After a long silence, the old driver's voice came from the darkness, a little uneasy.

"I'm fine!"

Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. What just happened was too fast. Everything happened in the lightning fire and ended in the lightning fire. Fang Yun took a look at the Sangong pen and ink on his side. If he hadn't won this volume of calligraphy and painting in today's literary test, I'm afraid that he would have been dead now!

"Zhang Bo, stop the carriage first. I want to go out and breathe."

After thinking about it, Fang Yun decided to go out and have a look.

"Young master, there is something wrong here. Why don't we go back home as soon as possible?

The old driver was a little uneasy.

"Zhang Bo, don't worry. This is Shangjing City, the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. What can happen!"

Fang Yun pushed open the carriage door and walked out. A few steps away, a black robe fell on the snow and rolled over in the wind. Around the robe, some ashes were scattered on the snow.

Fang Yun strode over and lifted the black robe. Several black beads and a black token immediately fell into his eyes.

"Pick it up and have a look."

Fang Yun picked up the token and saw that the token was engraved with many strange and evil lines. The front of the token was engraved with a beast's head and the word "evil" in the middle.

"When this man took action, the evil spirit rolled. It should be the outside demon road seized by the court!"

As if Fang Yun realized something in his heart, he quickly put the token and a few black beads in his arms. This man can fly in the wind, and Fang Yun knows that his baby is sure to be bad.

"Zhang Bo, let's go back."

Fang Yun searched around again. After getting nothing, he returned to the carriage.

"Yes, young master."

The coachman answered happily. At this time, he also rekindled the charcoal fire. With a long whip in his hand, the two purebred horses pulled the carriage and drove back to the Sifang Hou Mansion.

Not long after the carriage left, a wisp of wind passed in the original position, and a man in white with a beautiful jade on his waist appeared in the void. This man is slender, free and modest, just a pair of eyes, but indifferent and ruthless.

The man in white hung a long sword on his waist, standing in the void, silently watching the carriage go away. After a while, his body shook and disappeared silently into the air.

Fang Yun sat in the carriage, holding three public pens and ink in his hand, feeling heavy.

For thousands of students in the world, the three princes are the representatives of Confucianism and cultivation, and the leaders of Confucian spirit. To be rewarded with their pen and ink is an affirmation of their own knowledge. Fang Yun never thought that a pair of three princes' calligraphy and paintings, revealing a magnificent and upright spirit, could shock a master who was born out of the world!

"In my previous life, I heard that people with profound Confucianism could kill those outside demons who practiced evil Taoism with a shout. In the past, I used to read it as a legend, but now it seems that it is not fictional.

"The three princes are the first of the Confucians in the world. A pen, ink, calligraphy and painting shocked a monk who practiced and was born out of the world. If they take action in person, I'm afraid that any demon master will be shocked to death. In the capital, a group of Confucians gathered, and there were three people sitting in the town. No wonder in the previous life, I always heard what the court said about foreign demons, Taoism and demons, but I have hardly seen these people in the capital.

Fang Yun had a series of thoughts in his heart. The originally clear Confucianism suddenly became strange in his eyes. And the mysterious man in black robe, with a breath contained in the prince's pen and ink, could shock him to death. Obviously, going to the capital is no different from the Longtan Tiger's Cave to these foreign demons. Why did he come to the capital for a foreign demon?

With full of doubts, Fang Yun followed the carriage into the Sifang Hou Mansion in the wind and snow...

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After the Lantern Festival banquet, the capital was much quieter. On the third day, the Sifanghou Mansion was suddenly much more lively.

"In the book of Princess Xuzhou Qingyang, on behalf of the county guard, please see Mrs. Huayang!"

In the early morning, a middle-aged scribe dressed as a scholar in black appeared in front of the gate of the Sifanghou Mansion, arched his hand and shouted. Behind him, several strong men stood quietly with several big red gift boxes in their hands.

In the four-square marquis's house, there was silence. After a while, the door opened, and a maid squeezed her head out of the door, looked at it with a smile and said, "Your Excellency, please wait a moment. I'll go in and return to your wife."

Fang Yun was practicing in the room when suddenly the servant came to report, saying that his wife was invited. Fang Yun was slightly surprised, straightened his clothes, and followed the servant to the main hall.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother, Mrs. Huayang, standing in the middle of the room, in a daze. In front of her, there are a lot of gift boxes and gift boxes in the lobby, almost half of the main hall.

"Mother, what's going on? Do I need to give so many gifts for this year's Lantern Festival? Fang Yun was surprised.

"Giggle," beside her, the girl in a floral cotton-padded jacket smiled secretly, pointed to a gift box and said, "Young master, look at the gift post on this gift box first."

"Huh?" Fang Yun was surprised. He took two steps forward and fixed his eyes. He saw that the posts on these gift boxes and gift boxes all said, "Prepare gifts, He Fang Yun's little father-in-law, Yuanxiao High School!" Most of the names behind are the names of the county magistrates, county magistrates, jurisdictions and so on in the eighteen counties of Jiuzhou. There are also many officials in the capital.

What surprised Fang Yun most was that there were many names of generals in the gift post here. They don't even have any contact with the Sifanghou Mansion. These generals usually give rectangular gift boxes. In terms of shape, it is obvious that it should be some kind of weapon.

"This..."

Fang Yun was also a little confused. Every year on the Lantern Festival, there are many people in the four-party marquis's house, and few people come and go. Even several civilian marquis mansions with the princes do not have much contact with the four princes' mansions. This time, why is the Sifang Hou Mansion so lively and popular?

"Yun'er, tell your mother honestly. What did you do at the Lantern Festival banquet the day before yesterday?

Mrs. Huayang suddenly turned her head. Her face was ruddy and excited.

"Mother, I..."

Fang Yun opened his mouth and was about to say, just then Mrs. Huayang's close mother hurried in.

"Madam, Lord Zhang, a bachelor of Hanlin, asked for a meeting outside the door. It is said to convey the call of Lord Taifu of the imperial court.

"Ah!" Mrs. Huayang's expression changed. At this time, she didn't care to ask Fang Yun. She quickly asked, "Please invite Lord Zhang in quickly."

Taifu is one of the three princes, the head of the group of Confucianism, presides over the rule of the Zhou Dynasty, with high power, and all over the world. In terms of influence, it is still far above the four princes. Even nobles such as the Marquis of Pingding and the Marquis of Zhen should be sincerely frightened and dare not neglect.

"Yun'er, you come with me too."

Mrs. Huayang ordered the servants in the house to quickly take away these gift boxes and gift boxes. Then he prepared the etiquette, put on the haze of the maid, and took a group of maids, servants, guards, and old mothers to go out to greet her.

"Lord Zhang, the woman Liu, it's polite."

"I dare not, I dare not. Mrs. Huayang, you're welcome.

Zhang Rang, a bachelor of Hanlin, has a high-class and elegant temperament, revealing a deep smell of knowledge. With him, there are only two Hanlin Academy companions, and his temperament is also very warm.

Suddenly, his eyes glanced at Fang Yun behind Mrs. Huayang. Zhang Rang's expression moved slightly and arched his hand: "Little husband, Zhang Rang is polite."

His attitude is very respectful and modest.

"Lord Zhang, it's cold outside. Sit inside."

"Madam, please."

Although the bachelor of Hanlin represents Taifu, he did not dare to be polite and deliberately lagged behind a few steps. Mrs. Huayang is the title lady of the royal family. From the perspective of grade, even a few Yipin adults of the Zizheng Pavilion can only sit on an equal footing with her.

Drive!

The group just crossed the threshold. In front of the Sifanghou Mansion, on the west side of the street, there was a sound of kicking horses' hoofs. I saw a few fully armored generals, leading a team of cavalry, and the hoof snow flew in. Looking at the direction, it is clearly the four-way Houfu.

"It's the examiner of the Seven Kills Hall!"

Fang Yun recognized the armored general led by him. I feel even more strange in my heart. In his previous life, he knew that there were rewards for the Lantern Festival literary and martial arts competition. But I have never heard that there is such a treatment when I get the first place in the civil and military examination.

hooves!

Several military officers rode very fast. The group of people stopped neatly in front of the Sifang Houfu.

"Li Ji, the general of the Northern Expedition, met Mrs. Huayang. I was ordered by Lord Wu Mu to submit an invitation.

Li Ji, the examiner of the Seven Kills Hall, got off the horse and held his fist, and said respectfully.

Buzz!

Hearing the name "Wu Mu", all the guards at the gate of the Sifanghou Mansion changed their faces. Together with Mrs. Huayang and Zhang Rang, a bachelor of Hanlin, all looked shocked. Fang Yun felt hit by a big mountain, and his mind buzzed.

Wu Mu! A god-like figure of the Zhou Dynasty! He commanded all martial arts marquises, noble marquises and civilian marquises. He is the actual controller of 16 million troops on Monday! C