Fang Zheng had always attracted people's attention before. After all, he was the most handsome among all the people here. But now when they heard Bazou say his name, everyone was shocked. Even Ji Yanran's eyes widened in surprise.

looking at him.

"Could this be Mr. Fang Zheng, the 'Qin Saint' who is famous in the six countries?"

Damn, what the hell is this title?

Hearing this title, Fang's expression darkened. What the hell is the Saint of Pianos? What should you do if it sounds like the Saint of Love?

Although he was complaining in his heart, Fang Zheng still stood up and saluted everyone.

"This is exactly Fangzheng."

But at this moment, a man on the other side sneered and stared at him.

"I've heard about Mr. Fang's name for a long time, and it's like thunder in my ears. I heard that Mr. Fang, with one person and one piano, killed eight hundred horse thieves like Gray Hu. It's really unimaginable."

"Oh, thank you for the compliment."

Fang Zheng laughed, and then sat down directly. This shamelessness made everyone present stunned. They could all hear the ridicule and disbelief in the other party's words. They originally thought about how Fang Zheng would respond, but they didn't expect that the other party actually

Just accepted it...

However, these people obviously shared the same hatred. Soon, another man dressed as a scribe came over.

"However, Mr. Fang's murderous nature is too contrary to the laws of heaven. I heard that Mr. Fang has killed thousands of horse thieves since he traveled to the six countries. With such wanton killing, aren't you afraid of being punished by God? Besides,

, those horse thieves were just a last resort for the people who were displaced by the war. Although they had their faults, they were not born evil. Master Fang went on such a killing spree, which is really chilling."

"That's right, not to mention killing someone with a harp... Such a ridiculous thing is simply unbelievable. Only those rural people would believe it..."

For a moment, everyone laughed or ridiculed, which made Ba Tiao look a little unhappy, while Fang Zheng sat beside him quite calmly and ate snacks and fruits, seemingly not paying attention at all.

It wasn't until everyone's criticism of Fang Zheng came to an end that Ji Yanran looked at Fang Zheng curiously.

"Why don't Mr. Fang refute?"

"have nothing to say."

Fang Zheng grabbed a grape and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Because these people are not saying what they think."

"Master Fang, what do you mean?"

"It's very simple."

Facing Ji Yanran's inquiry, Fang Zheng chuckled.

"They say I am murderous, so if they really think so, they shouldn't say that in front of me. Are they really not afraid that I will turn around and send them to heaven?"

"Then Mr. Fang, will you do this?"

"certainly."

Fang Zheng nodded again, then he narrowed his eyes and glanced around.

"I'm not the kind of idiot who just doesn't talk back when someone scolds me. Since you have objections to me, I might as well say it straight. From now on, anyone who dares to speak nonsense in front of me will never see the sun tomorrow morning.

...Well, of course, out of politeness, I will not do anything in Yahu Xiaozhu. After all, Ji and everyone are not suitable for the job of collecting corpses. I will do what I say."

As Fang Zheng finished speaking, a cold murderous intent suddenly emerged, sweeping past everyone like the cold air of the twelfth lunar month in winter. This made everyone shiver involuntarily. They opened their mouths to say something, but

But they were unable to speak instinctively. A fear that came from deep in their hearts, like encountering a natural enemy, arose spontaneously, and some people even started chattering with their teeth involuntarily.

"Look, everyone, Ji, the problem is solved."

Glancing around again, Fang Zheng looked at Ji Yanran with a smile, while the latter shook his head helplessly.

"Master Fang's approach is a bit overbearing."

"I don't think there's anything overbearing. I gave the choice and they made the choice... Once they made the choice, they had to bear the consequences."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng lowered his voice.

"It's the same for everyone."

Ji Yanran frowned slightly after hearing Fang Zheng's answer.

"Is it the same if it's Yanran?"

"I believe everyone will make a smart and sensible choice."

Fang Zheng chuckled and leaned back on the chair.

"Everyone must be responsible for what he does. For example, you can say bad things about me behind my back. It doesn't matter. This is your freedom. But if you say bad things about me and I hear you, then I will

You deserve to be beaten up or killed directly... I think this is very fair and reasonable."

"Master Fang's way of speaking is very unique."

Ji Yanran was not angry because of this. On the contrary, she looked at Fang Zheng curiously.

"Master Fang's words are quite straightforward, but surprisingly reasonable... It's really surprising."

"If you want to reason with others, you must explain it in a way that they can understand. The same goes for educating all peoples. We don't expect everyone in the world to be able to read poetry and books, so there is no need for such harsh words as "literary youth".

If you want people to understand, understand, and abide by the principles, you must go deep into the people and tell them straightforwardly in a way that the people like to hear and see."

Hearing this, not only Ji Yanran started thinking, but also Lord Xinling and Lord Longyang showed thoughtful expressions. Soon, Lord Xinling looked at Fang Zheng.

"Young Master Fang's remarks are really original. You have such fantastic ideas, why don't you join the Wang family and make a career?"

"Because I'm not interested."

Fang Zheng waved his hand. A person of Lord Xinling's status must have investigated him a long time ago, and he also knew that he had refused solicitations from high-level officials in other countries. Wei Guo was obviously not the special one.

"Relative to such boring things, I have more important things to do."

"boring?"

This time not only Lord Xinling was surprised, but Ji Yanran also spoke.

"Assisting the royal family and helping the world, is there anything more important than this? Please make it clear, Mr. Fang."

"certainly."

The corners of Fangzheng's mouth turned up slightly.

"That's the inheritance of knowledge."

"knowledgeable……………"

"………inherited?"

"That's right."

Looking at the confused people in front of him, Fang Zheng nodded.

"The general trend of the world will be divided after a long time. There is no eternal dynasty, and there is no eternal royal power. So what if you unify the world, it will still be a pile of red dust and white soil after a hundred years. Humanity is making progress, and society is developing. The collapse of royal power is not uncommon.

, the destruction of the country is not important, but the inheritance of knowledge is precious. Knowledge will affect all aspects of us, not the high-pitched talks in the court, nor the intrigues among nobles."

After saying this, Fang Zheng patted Bachi beside him.

"Just like Mr. Ba Tzuba, the things he studies are almost useless in everyone's opinion. He cannot please the king or win the favor of beautiful women. However, the things he studies are the most indispensable in the world.

To put it bluntly, Mr. Ba’s influence in my heart is much greater than that of all of you, and he may even be famous throughout the ages.”

"Master Fang, what you said is a bit excessive."

At this time, another scribe couldn't help but speak.

"How virtuous and capable can he be compared with a figure like Lord Xinling? Ji Ji is both civil and military, and has extraordinary beauty. Aren't we more qualified to leave a name in history?"

"Well said."

Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

"However, it is a pity that history is not decided by you, nor by me, nor even by the king."

"So according to Mr. Fang, who has the final say in this history?"

At this time, Long Yangjun, who had been silent, finally spoke. His voice was melodious and sounded like a female voice. Fang Zheng also looked at him again and continued.

"Of course it's the common people."

"Common people?"

"That's right."

Fang Zheng nodded.

"Indeed, as the saying goes, it is better to defend the people than to defend the river. Indeed, the historians in your court may be forced by the king to praise the originally fatuous king, or write down the originally wise king.

This is also normal. After all, historians rely on the Wang family for their livelihood and dare not disobey. But who among the people of Li cares about what you, a king thousands of miles away, think? They will only say that when my grandma was of her generation, the world was

The situation was much better than it is now, or it was much worse than it is now... And such a record is also the most authentic record. They will pass it down orally from generation to generation, and maybe even after a thousand years, they will tell

My descendants, in those years when wars were raging here, our ancestors were just like that..."

After saying this, Fangzheng spread his hands.

"What can you do to them? This inheritance will not be cut off. The memories of ancestors and records of the past will continue. You can change history books and erect monuments and biographies, but how do you change the folk sayings? Do you still want to
To be continued...