He stepped down and treated all kinds of disobedience.

Li Yi threw himself to the ground, but without saying a word, he knelt straight again.

The country of Korea was deeply influenced by Sinology, and even its etiquette, official positions, and even its writings inherited the Central Plains dynasty.

Heaven, Earth, Lord, Parents and Teachers.

Fang Jifan was his master, let alone, he was not his minister, so what if he beat him up? Come on, since he had already worshipped the dock, it was not right, he had already worshipped Liu Jie as his teacher, that was Fang Jifan's disciple, who had the ability to betray his master, and deceived his master and destroy his ancestors.

This feudal ethics kills people.

Although the pain in the shoulder hole that was kicked was severe, Li Yi knelt down again: "The students died."

"What's the death?" Fang Jifan scolded.

Li Yi was trembling: "It's not good to learn the monk's Korean words. After forgetting, he will definitely follow the Enshi to make a good show. Master, Nikka won or not?"

“…”

Fang Jifan suddenly wanted to hang Liu Jie and Li Yi together and slapped him hard.

The people beside him were stunned.

This... should I stand up and criticize it?

After all... this person is the King of North Korea.

From afar, it's a guest.

Shouldn’t my Ming Dynasty be a country of etiquette?

But……

Many people looked like they ate flies.

That being said.

But it seems that something is wrong.

This is the master who beats his disciple, just like a great-grandfather beats his grandson. One is willing to beat the other and the other is willing to be beaten. What's the matter with you?

Fang Jifan glanced at Liu Jie: "It's really worse than the next generation. You disciple don't look very smart."

Liu Jie was speechless and hurriedly said, "The disciple Sun Wan died."

"I will accept the disciples rashly and punish you for three days to face the wall and think about it."

Liu Jieru received a general amnesty: "The disciples obey the order."

Fang Jifan just looked at Li Yi: "Master, he speaks more honestly, don't be surprised."

Li Yi was ashamed: "The disciples must learn from the master."

Fang Jifan just nodded lightly: "Oh."

Then, his eyes swept and fell on Wen Suchen: "This..."

Although he treated his disciples like the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, Fang Jifan was still very polite to a great scholar like Wen Suchen who was well-read in poetry and books. Fang Jifan raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled: "Mr. Wen, what did you say just now?"

"..." Wen Suchen looked at Fang Jifan with a flies on his face: "This..."

Fang Jifan said: "Hey, Liu Jie is the one with the worst temper in my disciple. He may be a little harsh to his disciples. Isn't this a problem?"

Wen Suchen shook his head quickly, like a rattle: "No, no!"

He couldn't laugh or cry: "This is the law of heaven."

Isn’t this just right for heaven and earth, the king and the elders, the emperor and the ministers, I beat my son and the masters draw disciples, isn’t this the truth of heaven? As a great scholar, how dare Wen Suchen rebel?

As for Liu Jie's disrespect for Li Yi, what's wrong? Shouldn't he be respectful? The King of Korea is amazing? Don't you have to take others as your teacher and learn from others? Liu Jie is a juren of the Ming Dynasty. Since there are people from vassal states who take him as your teacher, why should you respect your disciples and not beat him? It's a good idea.

Fang Jifan thought for a while: "Just just now, I was a little too angry. When I face someone, it might have insulted my courtesy. This... won't hinder my reputation, right?"

“…”

All the fights are beaten!

Wen Suchen had a gloomy face. He was a great scholar. What is a great scholar? Just like the labels made in the previous life, the advertisements were all the right to explain. Wen Suchen did this. He took a deep breath. As a great scholar of Neo-Confucianism, he must firmly stand his position and must never be in harmony with Xinjianbo... No, he said with a sensation: "This is the right thing to do. Xinjianbo is good at fighting. The so-called son does not teach, the father's fault, the teacher is not strict, and the teacher falls. Xinjianbo is rigorous in his studies and the Xishan Academy is excellent, and the teachings are admired."

Fang Jifan sighed: "Mr. Wen speaks very well. If you have time in the future, you should always come to the West Mountain to sit."

Wen Suchen's face turned green, more than 500 taels of silver. He was not the powerful people in the capital, and his family was not that wealthy. When he thought of the white silver flowing out, his heart was bleeding, and he would come... for the next life.

Wen Suchen smiled: "I will always come to ask for advice at that time."

Fang Jifan likes scholars very much.

Scholars are shameless after all.

It's much better than some shameless things.

Therefore, once scholars admit their cowards, they often do not give up. This is what Fang Jifan admires the most.

Fang Jifan sighed in his heart: "It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. You may as well go back to the tea shop and sit down. After the tea, Fang Jifan will be the host!"

“…”

Many people have begun to want to die.

The next cup of tea is free?

But just now, I had already paid for the tea.

Wen Suchen wanted to vomit blood. If he had known this, he would not have bought the tea just now, and it was money again.

Even a great scholar of Neo-Confucianism pursued the perfection of his own inner morality and did not value money very much, but Wen Suchen was poor, so he came so much that he had to go back and drink porridge for three years.

Wen Suchen laughed dryly: "Xin Jianbo is really... really..."

I have something to worry about in my heart, but I forget the words for a while.

Someone interrupted, "It's so generous."

……………………

Emperor Hongzhi left quietly while the people were unprepared.

Xiao Jing bared his teeth and trotted to chase after him: "Your Majesty... This Fang Jifan asked his disciple to accept the King of Korea as his disciple. Is it because of etiquette and law?"

Emperor Hongzhi held his hands behind his back, wearing a commoner clothes, like an old scholar, and said as he walked: "Did Emperor Taizu Gao customize the etiquette that he could not accept princes and grandsons as his disciples?"

"No." Xiao Jing shook his head as if he was rattled: "But I think about it, Emperor Taizu Gao didn't expect it either."

Yes, if you say it, people won’t believe it. If a storyteller dares to tell such a plot, they will overturn the table and beat you up, but you will be so fucking you.

Xiao Jing thought for a while: "But I think, if Emperor Taizu Gao knew that there would be such a day, he would definitely... would definitely..."

"Okay, verbose." Emperor Hongzhi shook his head impatiently: "Let them make trouble."

Xiao Jing didn't dare to say anything anymore, but he felt very uncomfortable.

When he came in, he would definitely not bring silver for three taels of silver by one person. There were more than 70 other secret guards. They were on duty and didn't bring silver. Even if they brought it, they would never dare to take it out.

Xiao Jing even thought about showing his identity directly. You, a ticket seller, dare to collect His Majesty’s money. But if that is the case, is it called a private visit?

In the end, he could only pay the money by himself. Well, it wasn't much, it was just over two hundred taels. It was not easy to make money. Although Xiao Jing had many children and grandchildren and was very filial to him in normal times, was this money blown by the strong wind? It was not the ones who were snatched from all over the place with great effort.

He looked at Emperor Hongzhi resentfully, thinking in his mind that the money would definitely not be reimbursed in the palace, hey...

…………

Liu Jianxin left with satisfaction, walking with the wind, and when he got into the sedan chair, he felt very at ease.

My son has grown up, and it is worth it to go to North Korea.

Fang Jifan really has some skills.

Liu Jian was filled with relief.

I feel relieved now, yes... I go on duty.

Hum? Where is Your Majesty? Is Your Majesty gone?

…………

Wang Hua stared at Wang Shouren deeply in the crowd, smiled slightly, and a big rock fell to the ground in his heart.

Leaving too.

…………

In fact, Wen Suchen left. Although Fang Jifan repeatedly asked him to sit for a while and wanted to invite him to have tea, Wen Suchen still refused to stay. The tea was so sad that it hurt. As soon as he left, most of the people who came to cheer immediately left.

So suddenly, the west mountain became colder.

Li Yi followed Fang Jifan like a worm.

Under Liu Jie's praise, Fang Jifan had long become the image of Zhuge Kongming in his mind.

That’s right, the Koreans also love the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. After the Romance of the Three Kingdoms was introduced to the North Korea, it was popular in the North Korea. Anyway, their nobles and scholars also wrote Chinese characters, so there was no obstacle to reading them.

The image of the Guan Saint, Zhuge Kongming, is so deeply rooted in people's hearts. It is also very popular to hold a book on the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Li Yi, he is still a child. Once a child determines who is better, he will naturally be prone to worship.
To be continued...