Fan Baotong, Qin Baiyao, Qingqin and Qinghe sisters, and the grand worshipper of the Fan Mansion who were left behind, stood in front of the bamboo forest with serious expressions, looking at the foggy bamboo forest silently, and could not find the way into the forest for a while.

Qin Baiyao was busy with literary spirit and opened his eyes, but got nothing. Fan's mansion worshipped the magical means of using the realm of knowing one's destiny, and he tried to break through the fog barrier, but in vain.

"It's the formation of Master Fang." Qin Baiyao shook his head and said, "Except Master Fang himself, there are probably no more than three people in this world who can break this formation."

Upon hearing this, the worshipper of the Fan Mansion stopped breaking the formation, stood aside with his hands folded, closed his eyes slightly, as if he ignored anything.

Fan Baotong said anxiously: "Why did everyone in Fang set up a formation to block the enemy... No, everyone in Fang set up this formation to trap the teacher?"

Qin Baiyao nodded with a hint of despair and said cautiously: "Everyone Fang wants to keep Taifu Chen."

Although Fan Baotong did not like studying when he was in Liang State, his awe of the three human races was very similar to others, and was generally deeply rooted. When he heard the words of Grand Secretary Qin, he vaguely guessed something, but he could only do it in a hurry.

Qingqin and Qinghe did not have so many concerns. When they heard Fang Xu, everyone wanted to keep people, they immediately said dissatisfied: "Why did he say he wanted to keep people? When Mr. Chen came to my Yihua Villa as a guest, my master treated me with courtesy. He came whenever he wanted to leave. Why didn't he let him leave when he got here? This was too arrogant."

Qin Baiyao hurriedly said, "Fang everyone must have the intention to keep people. Don't get angry, two girls."

Fan Baotong also comforted: "Maybe everyone in Fang had a good conversation with the teacher. In order to avoid disturbing outsiders, it may be possible to set up this formation."

Qin Baiyao hurriedly said, "This statement makes sense."

As he was speaking, a young scholar walked out of the bamboo forest. When the scholar saw everyone, he bowed politely and asked, "Are you all friends of Mr. Chen?"

Qin Baiyao replied with a bow and said, "That's right, Taifu Chen and I come to Chang'an together. Today, our delegation will be back. I will come to pick up Taifu Chen and go back together."

The young scholar said: "Mr. Xiao Chen has left him to study in Shilu, preparing for the next year's competition. Please come back."

Qin Baiyao's face changed slightly and he said anxiously: "Fang everyone's green eyes on Chen Taifu, our Liang Kingdom is proud of it. However, when my delegation left Luzhou, Your Majesty and Princess Hongyu issued a strict order. It is necessary to bring Chen Taifu back to Liang Kingdom. If Fang everyone really intends to accept Chen Taifu as his disciple, Chen Taifu must return to Luzhou to report to our lord before making a decision. Please tell everyone Fang about my old words."

The young scholar said: "My teacher and Mr. Xiao Chen fell in love with his talent at first sight. He only taught carefully for two years, and his future is difficult to limit. All the etiquettes of the apprenticeship will be exempted. As for the side of Emperor Liang of your country, the master will explain it, so the old man does not need to worry."

Qin Baiyao said "this" without any further words. Fan Baotong was about to speak up when the young scholar nodded to him and said, "The master once had an old friend with Mr. Fan, and he also had some differences. The young master doesn't have to worry about it."

The young scholar blocked Qin Baiyao and Fan Baotong in a few words. The great worshiper of the Fan Mansion was displeased and stood coldly aside. The atmosphere fell into a helpless stalemate. At this time, Qingqin and Qinghe finally couldn't help but say in unison: "My son is very talented, why should you take your teacher as your teacher? And what's the best for the broken bamboo forest in your wilderness? How can you compare to my Yihua Villa? I advise you to go back immediately and ask your master to release people quickly, otherwise we will be polite. If you burn all your bamboo forests by then, I'm afraid you will regret it too late."

Qingqin and Qinghe looked exactly the same, generally bright and beautiful. Although he was lawless in his words, he was still cute and lively. The young scholar didn't know how to answer the conversation, so he bowed and then explained: "There is a formation set up by a master in this bamboo forest. I saw that the two girls were not old and should not be able to break this formation, so I was not afraid of the two girls setting fire to the forest."

Qin Baiyao murmured: "Sure..."

Qingqin said: "So what about the formation your master set up? Isn't that old man from Chen also set up a formation to kill my young master? What's the result?"

The young scholar just smiled and shook his head, and stopped responding.

Qin Baiyao pondered for a while, calmed down some emotions, and asked, "Teacher Chen, please leave something for me to wait."

The young scholar said, "Mr. Chen asked me to tell you 'go ahead'."

Qin Baiyao nodded and bowed, "I'm going to tell me if I can." Then he turned around and said to Fan Baotong, Qingqin and Qinghe and repeatedly worshiped, "Today we can't get Mr. Chen. Can he return to Liang State smoothly? We can only rely on himself. Let's follow what he said and return to Liang State first."

Fan Bao Channel: "If you come together, you have to go back together." After thinking for a while, he said, "Let's do this, Grand Secretary Qin, Miss Qingqin and Qinghe, you will go back to Luzhou with the delegation first, and I will stay here to wait for the teacher."

Qin Baiyao said: "How can I send you to Bull Fan when I leave you here?"

Fan Bao Channel: "You said you were waiting for the teacher here, grandpa would not blame you."

Qin Baiyao was still hesitating, Fan Bao said: "I'm here to wait. After the teacher breaks the formation, I can arrange the fastest carriage for him at any time."

When Qin Baiyao heard that it was reasonable, he had to agree. Qingqin and Qinghe said, "We must stay too."

Fan Baotong nodded in agreement.

Several people looked at Zhulin a few times, then looked at the young scholar again, and left regretfully.

Li Ruoyu returned to the Stone Courtyard and told Fang Xu and Jiang Zhong the entire meeting with Fan Baotong, Qin Baiyao and others intact. Jiang Zhong smiled and said nothing.

After breakfast, Jiang Zhong neither asked about the scholars nor did he learn from Li Ruoyu, nor did he go back to his room to study, but instead walked in the stone courtyard with great interest.

Fang Xu sat at the table with a scroll and ignored him. After Li Ruoyu packed up the dishes, he looked at Jiang Zhong a few times. When pouring tea for the teacher, he asked, "What is Prince Zhong doing?" Fang Xu said, "Measure the length of the four sides of the stone courtyard."

Li Ruoyu suddenly realized and smiled and said, "Disciple understands."

Jiang Zhong was indeed measuring the length and width of the Stone Courtyard at this time, but he did not expect to rely solely on this point to break the formation. He was just out of curiosity and habit, just like the first time he went to the backyard of Fan Mansion to meet Mr. Fan, he had done similar things. The Stone Courtyard took nineteen steps across and nineteen steps across.

As noon approached, the bell rang again. Fang Xu asked Jiang Zhong as usual, "Who is coming?" Jiang Zhong replied: "It should be an old friend from Chang'an."

Li Ruoyu still went out to receive him, and it was Yang Qice, Yang Lingyao and Xiang Qi.

"The teacher left the tutor Chen to make him forget the trivial matters outside the world and concentrate on literary affairs. Please come back for three of you."

Li Ruoyu stood by the bamboo forest, gentle and elegant, modest and loyal, and refused the three of them, just as before, just as Fan Baotong and others.

Seeing this, Yang Qice thought about it and roughly guessed everyone's intention. He stopped forcing Li Ruoyu and said, "Tell us a message to Mr. Xiao Chen, and some friends will always wait for him outside the bamboo forest."

“It must be brought to you.”

"Goodbye."

"I can't send it far away."

The news of Chen people trapped in Wen's former homeland spread in Chang'an City. When the scholars heard that they were naturally envious. The senior figures who already knew that Chen would use troops to Liang's country soon had also captured the intentions of Fang, and had to make some changes to some previous plans, including Emperor Jiang and Prince Yutang.

"The teacher wants to tame Chen Renzhong for my Dajiang."

In Jiang Guoyu's study, Emperor Jiang talked with several important officials about the matter of Fang Jia leaving Chen Renzhong. Gu Hou'an, who had the first say, immediately gave his own explanation.

When Emperor Jiang heard this, he nodded with relief, then looked at Jiang Yutang and said, "Yutang, you will go to Wen's hometown in a few days. First, you will visit everyone for me, and second, you will comfort and get close to Chen Renzhong, so as not to be inconvenient to enter the palace to do things in the future."

Yutang bowed to accept the order.

A minister said, "That Chen Jun is indeed a rare talent. If it can be used by me, it would be a happy event."

Jiang Di said: "Who can you personally train and train him?"

All the ministers should be.

In the following days, the news that Chen Renzhong stayed in Wengu Shilu was centered on Chang'an City and spread to all directions. With the jealousy and envy of more and more students, Jiang Zhong never talked about academic matters with Fang Xu or Li Ruoyu. The two masters and apprentices neither took the initiative to guide or deliberately avoided them. The three of them maintained a subtle tacit understanding.

During the day, Jiang Zhong walked around the stone courtyard, looked at the bamboo forest and the distant mountains. At night, he lay in the courtyard, staring at the stars and the moon. He did not talk about poetry, songs, nor about life philosophy.

Until the fifth day, Jiang Zhong suddenly asked Li Ruoyu to play the 7-stringed lyrics of his homemade civil and military, and Li Ruoyu happily agreed.

On the sixth day, Jiang Zhong started studying, but he was just alone and did not communicate with Fang Jia and Li Ruoyu. Fang Jia also ignored Jiang Zhong these days, read as usual, made annotations, and discussed poetry with Li Ruoyu.

Until the tenth day, Yang Qice and others happened to come to the bamboo forest together with Fan Baotong and others, and passed on messages to them through Li Ruoyu. Li Ruoyu seemed to be happy and never refused.

Fang Xu took advantage of Li Ruoyu's reception of guests on both sides and asked Jiang Zhong: "After ten days, are you used to this narrow courtyard and humble room?"

Jiang Zhong said: "It's not just about habits, but gradually getting immersed in it."

"In this way, people are ready?"

Jiang Zhong shook his head and said, "How dare you make enough preparations? I just used these few days of leisure to carefully study and understand Fang's good intentions for me. I was moved and couldn't help but want to show off my skills and give them a small article. Please ask Fang to correct me."

Fang Xu laughed and said, "Of course."

Fang Xu is a clear-headed person for Jiang Zhong's behavior of being silent for several days, seemingly calm, but actually thinking about the method of breaking the formation, everyone is as clear as a mirror. Today, he finally took the initiative to break the formation, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

Jiang Zhong abandoned paper and pen and used swords and bamboos to draw Yu Yue's bold strokes and starts engraving:

"The mountain is not high, but there are immortals, but it is famous. The water is not deep. There are dragons, but it is spiritual. This is a humble room, but my virtue is full of love..."

A cold and lofty pillar of literary air rose up in awe and rose to mid-air. Suddenly, the troops divided into three groups, one flew towards the two mountains behind the house, and the other landed on the small river in front of the house. Finally, the pillar turned into pieces and covered the sky above the stone house.

Seeing this article, Fang Xu nodded secretly and admired. When he read Jiang Zhong's small article again, he couldn't help but blurt out "Okay".

Jiang Zhong continued to engrave the words: "The moss marks are green on the steps, and the grass color enters the curtains. There are great scholars talking and laughing, but no white people come and go."

After these sentences, a ball of literary spirit rose up, blending with the literary spirit covering the stone house, expanding the covered area a little.

Fang Xu still laughed and said, "It's too much."

At this time, Li Ruoyu, Yang Qice, Yang Lingyao and others outside the bamboo forest also saw the strange scene in Shilu. Li Ruoyu blurted out: "Mr. Chen is about to break the formation." After that, he stared at the literary atmosphere without any moment.

The engravings in the stone hut continue:

"You can adjust the Suqin and read the golden scriptures. There is no disturbance of silk and bamboo, and no labor of papers."

Two consecutive groups of literary spirits have risen in the sky. The literary spirit gathered in the "Inscription on the Humble Room" above the stone house can already face the first floor of the cage formation head-on. However, Jiang Zhong firmly controlled the two literary spirits with his Yuyue's boldness, and suddenly became awe-in-law and said with a knife: "Zhuge Lu, Nanyang, Ziyunting of Xishu."

"Boom~Boom~"

As soon as these two sentences came out, two muffled thunders rolled in the sky. The literary energy gathered by Jiang Zhong finally met the Cage Formation. After the two thunders, two lightning-like literary lights suddenly fell from the sky, and two cracks emerged above the Cage Formation, and finally enveloped Jiang Zhong on the same path.

Two great scholars of the previous generation, Zhuge Liang and Yang Ziyun, descended Wen Guang to protect Jiang Zhong and helped him write the holy words!

Fang Xu stood up in the stone hut and bowed to the two Wen Guangs. Li Ruoyu and Yang Qice bowed to the ground outside the bamboo forest respectively and bowed to the ground.

"Confucius said: Why is it so ugly?"

The last sentence almost exhausted Jiang Zhong's energy, but fortunately he finally finished the knife:

The holy word comes out!

"Click scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch!"

Several sounds of thunder suddenly exploded above the stone courtyard, and then a dazzling golden rain suddenly fell from the sky.

"Bangbangbang!" There were three more loud noises, and the cage array finally had nowhere to hide under the holy light and exploded violently.

Fang Xu's face changed color and he couldn't help but cough a few times.

All the scholars and students who saw this holy light all bowed down and knelt down.

At the same time, a strange phenomenon occurred in the Confucius Temple in Lu State: the deer song list, the apricot list, and the gold list suddenly became inexplicably shocked! The deacon who was responsible for taking care of the Confucius Temple today changed his face so much that he hurriedly ran to report to the Confucius Temple. Kong Xiaoru rushed over. As expected, he saw that the three lists were shaking, so he quickly turned his body out of the Confucius Temple, looked up to the northwest, and said in shock: "Someone asked for a holy word!"
Chapter completed!