He ordered the people to carry the gifts. Fangcun personally carried a purple-wood sandalwood and walked towards the courtyard. He was soon led by his servant to a bookcase facing the pond. He saw an old man in a green robe and elegant face, about sixty years old. He smiled and asked Fangcun to sit down, saying, "Young Master Fang is here to visit, and you are not welcome!"

Fang Cun sat down obediently and said respectfully: "Thank you, Master Zhang!"

The old man in front of him, named Zhang Shixian, is a coach in Baixiang Academy, who specializes in the Qimen Formation. Although he is not a noble figure like the four masters and the Academy Master, he is not allowed to be overlooked. He has great say in the Academy.

The last time Fangcun met him, he called himself a "little friend"!

"Oh, my brother is very talented and far superior to our ordinary cultivation. How can he be jealous of the great men? It's really..."

As soon as Zhang Shixian sat down, he felt emotion and sighed softly.

"Mr. Zhang Liao praised it. When my brother was here, I often sent a message to me that everything I had was taught by the teachers of Baixiang Academy, especially Master Zhang, who had a very exquisite and extremely beneficial effect on him. Even if he entered the palace, the palace, the demons in Jiuyou Mountain, and the ferocious creatures in Nanwuze, they always rely on defending the enemy, otherwise he would have been unable to withstand those hardships long ago!"

Fangcun looked serious and even more emotional than Zhang Shixian.

Zhang Shixian's face turned red, but he couldn't hide his excitement. He laughed and said, "Over-worthy, over-worthy..."

I thought to myself: In the future, I can add this sentence to my practice...

Fang Cun smiled and said directly: "I want to hide it from Master Zhang, my nephew also wants to enter the academy and follow the gentlemen to practice..."

"Enter the academy?"

Zhang Shixian was just curious about what Fang Cun was going to come. He was a little surprised when he heard this. He picked up his beard and pondered: "Brother Ling is a genius of cultivation. The second young master Fang must not be bad. Entering the academy to practice is something we cannot afford. However, now it is still a year before the academy opens the mountain gate. Isn't it too early to talk about this matter now?"

Fang Cun hurriedly said, "This is exactly what my nephew asks for his husband. If you want to enter the academy, you don't have to wait until the mountain gate is opened, right?"

"You mean... walk the back mountain?"

Zhang Shixian was slightly stunned and immediately understood.

"There are many precedents in the hospital behind the mountain. Brother Ling also broke through the back mountain back then..."

Zhang Shixian pondered, looked at Fang Cun with some suspicion, and said, "But there are many strange formations in the back mountain, and the evil spirits of ferocious beasts are very dangerous. Even the cultivation level of the spiritual cultivation level may not be able to pass through them safely. Mr. Fang... are you sure?"

When he heard this, Fang Cun smiled: "Then I must have nothing!"

"Definitely not?"

Zhang Shixian looked at Fang Cun with a frank face and felt a little amused.

Without this ability, why do you come over and talk about this with me?

Now is different from the past, so I will count ten days and half a month. If you come to me, it would be a matter of one word to enter the academy for your brother's sake, but now your brother is gone, and the condolences from the Immortal Palace are so late that it will inevitably lead to many speculations based on life. Before the situation above is clear, no one dares to have too deep contact with your Fang family...

Now that I can see you, it’s because the Xuelong Pill is too precious... no, because of nostalgia!

But this old love is worth sitting down and talking a few words now, wanting to say something else...

His face became playful for a moment, and Fang Cun smiled more and more kindly: "Master Zhang is the first master of Taoism in Liuhu City. With your old advice, let alone the back mountain of the academy, even if you enter Jiuyou Mountain, your nephew can travel back and forth several times, what are you afraid of?"

Zhang Shixian smiled faintly and knocked on the desk: "The second young master praised me, I dare not take it!"

The back mountain of the academy is a dangerous place and a blessed place.

It seems that it is for those who have no way to enter the academy but are also devoted to the great way of refining morale. As long as they can pass through the back mountain, no matter their origin, they can become disciples of the academy. This rule was originally a rule set by the late emperor to win over talents, but in fact, the rules are set by people. Since the Baixiang Academy has the back mountain, there have been many disciples who have entered the back mountain, but it is hard to say how many people are really unattainable...

Many people who have no background and no wealth want to enter the academy, but end up becoming the dead bones of the back mountain, adding to the bad reputation of the back mountain.

Almost all of those who can pass through the back mountain have received training since childhood and have a solid foundation. People enter the academy from the back mountain not because they cannot enter the front door, but because entering the academy from the back mountain is easier to gain a reputation!

Nowadays, it is no better than before. I want to enter the academy from the back mountain, which is really...

...

...

Looking at Zhang Shixian's expression, Fang Cun couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.

If he wanted to enter the academy in the past, Zhang Shixian would probably take the initiative to help him run, but now, the intention of rejection is almost written on his face. If he thinks about this, he can't even ask him to help enter the academy. How can he take advantage of the momentum to shock the old court?

How can we prevent the twelve series of docks from falling into the hands of Lao Chao?

Simple!

...

...

"My nephew also forgot something..."

After sighing lightly, Fang Cun suddenly laughed.

While laughing, he gently pushed the box in his arms to Zhang Shixian and said, "My brother once told me that he was born in Baixiang Academy and received great kindness from all the teachers, but he never gave it back. He felt guilty. Now that my brother has passed away, he always wants his wish. So today my nephew brought a gift, hoping to give it to the academy in the name of my brother, and thank the teacher for his kindness with the whole brother..."

"Um?"

This was inexplicable, and Zhang Shixian frowned slightly and slowly opened the box.

Xuanji, his face suddenly changed. He glanced carefully and asked Fang Cun in a hurry: "Is this?"

"The business deeds, land deeds, and the books of business of all parties, and business dealings..."

Fang Cun smiled and said, "From today, the Twelve Traffic Docks will belong to the academy!"

...

...

Zhang Shixian stared at the Shang Creed in the box, his breathing became a little heavy, and he really stared at it for a long time.

The smile on the face of the square inch became stronger, and I picked up the tea drink and drank it lightly.

After a while, Zhang Shixian slowly turned his head and looked at Fang Cun: "Since that's the case, I just gave it to the academy. Why do I need to hand it over?"

Fangcun put down the teacup and smiled and said, "It's because Master Zhang is as kind to his brother as a mountain, and my nephew trusts Master Zhang more!"

Zhang Shixian's face became even more gloomy, but after a while, it suddenly became clearer. After a while, there was a smile on his face. At the end, he even laughed loudly and pointed at Fang Cun and said, "You, you, you, Fang Er, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, are better than me..."

"Forget it!"

He slowly closed the box and said, "When do you want to break into the back mountain?"

Fang Cun hurriedly stood up, bowed deeply, and said, "I don't know where I know, please give me advice!"

...

...

"Is my first-grade Xuelong Pill?"

"Go back to the master, the second young master took it to give gifts..."

"Is my red jade lion eagle?"

"Go back to the master, the second young master took it to give gifts..."

"Is the three hundred years of pear blossoms that I have treasured?"

"Go back to Master, 2..."

"That's not the second young master, that's a prodigal son. I won't beat him to death..."

“…”

“…”

When Fangcun returned to the mansion, he saw Mr. Fang holding a broom in his hand and was spinning around the yard to beat someone. He thought that who made his father angry again, so he took his hands behind Mr. Fang, stretched his head and said, "Dad, who are you going to hit today?"

Mr. Fang was startled and turned around and saw his second son. He hurriedly took the broom and said, "Son, have you eaten?"

"Go out early in the morning and didn't care!"

"Then go to the hall, your mother cooked pear glue for you..."

In the inner hall, Fangcun had a big appetite. He drank two bowls of pear glue, ate three more buns, and asked the chef to cut a plate of braised beef. Mr. Fang and his wife sat opposite him and watched. Now that his brother has been buried, the funeral has come to an end, but the sadness obviously did not dissipate so quickly. The two of them did not wipe their tears at this time, but the haggardness in their eyes became even more intense.

"Son, I have discussed with your mother. Our Fang family doesn't want to cause trouble. That twelve series of docks..."

Mr. Fang looked at Fangcun and had enough food, and then he spoke.

Before he finished speaking, Fangcun held a bun in his mouth and said, "I've given it to someone!"

"What?"

Mr. Fang was stunned for a moment and stood up with a loud voice: "Do you know how big the twelve serial docks are..."

"Know!"

Fang Cun didn't look up and said, "I made more than 100,000 taels of silver for our family last year, and I guess it will be better in the future..."

"You, you..."

Mr. Fang finally couldn't help but be angry and called him around: "Where is my broom, bring it to me..."

After searching for a while, the servants were hiding from him. The little maid who was cleaning the sanitation quietly hid the broom behind him. Mr. Fang became angry: "I'm discussing a big deal with you, so you'll give it away first. I won't beat you. I want to lock you up, don't think about going out..."

"Good boy, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Fang complained with tears: "I am the only child, you want to be so mean to him..."

"I……"

Mr. Fang was stunned and murmured and couldn't speak.
To be continued...