Catching Monsters

Chapter 675 Luck
For a moment, Fang Tingzhi frowned slightly, unsure how to resolve the matter. He slowly said, "It seems I'm afraid I can't come up with a solution with Lord Jiang."

Jiang Yun stroked his chin and asked, "What does the Confucian Academy want?"

“Of course I want you,” Fang Tingzhi said without hesitation.

"This is a bit tricky." Jiang Yun frowned. "I've already stated my conditions. Fang Daru, why don't you go back and discuss it further?"

At this point, Fang Tingzhi shook his head, sighed inwardly, and slowly stood up: "Lord Jiang, you may stay. There's no need to see me off. Since you don't agree, I will return to the academy to report back."

Seeing this, Fang Tingzhi could only get up and prepare to leave.

Although Fang Tingzhi said to stay, Jiang Yun still escorted him to the door.

Watching Fang Tingzhi's departing figure, Jiang Yun frowned slightly. Join the academy? That was impossible.

He also wants to revitalize the Taoist sect.

Jiang Yun closed the door and quickly went back to her room to rest.

Fang Tingzhi, upon returning to Renyi Academy, immediately went to Qin Yasheng's courtyard.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, then pushed it open and went inside.

Qin Yasheng was writing calligraphy and painting inside the house, but there was a brazier next to him.

After finishing a piece of calligraphy or painting, Qin Yasheng would throw it into the fire pit to burn it, for no other reason than that.

Qin Yasheng held a prominent position in Confucianism. Although he did not manage the daily affairs of the academy, his status within the academy was extraordinary.

Furthermore, they are also expected to break through to the Saint Realm and become a Saint.

Many years ago, his calligraphy and paintings were sold in the markets of Beijing. After it was learned that they were genuine works by Qin Yasheng, they were snapped up by the crowd.

The reason is simple: those who buy these paintings and calligraphy are gambling.

If Qin Yasheng truly becomes a saint, this will be a genuine work of a saint, a treasure that cannot be bought at any price.

Calligraphy and painting are merely his hobbies, and he does not wish for them to be tainted by money.

That's how this habit came about.

"Master Qin, I have gone to see Jiang Yun." Fang Tingzhi bowed as a junior and said slowly, "However, it seems that Lord Jiang Yun does not value joining our academy very much."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yasheng smiled faintly and said slowly, "Judging from your expression, he still doesn't want to join our academy?"

"Yes." Fang Tingzhi sighed regretfully and said, "However, I also don't quite understand why you, Master Qin, would suggest that if Jiang Yun joins the Renyi Academy, the Renyi Academy should be given directly to him."

"Even if he underwent baptism by a saint, it wouldn't be to this extent..."

Qin Yasheng looked down at his calligraphy and painting and slowly said, "Do you know why this baptism was bestowed upon Jiang Yun?"

Fang Tingzhi frowned slightly, shook his head, and indicated that he did not know.

Qin Yasheng slowly said, "I have also thought about this issue seriously. This matter is too special, after all, Jiang Yun is not a member of our Confucian school."

"After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that perhaps Jiang Yun's luck is more concentrated than that of ordinary people."

"Luck?" Fang Tingzhi was taken aback. Did he mean that Jiang Yun was lucky?
Qin Yasheng said in a deep voice, "Of course, this is the term used by us Confucianists. According to their Taoist terminology, it should be called destiny."

Qin Yasheng continued, "The path of fortune is part of the rules of heaven and earth. Everyone is born with fortune."

"Those who suffer difficult childbirth or die young are simply lacking in life force and cannot survive."

“If Jiang Yun had only undergone the baptism of a sage and possessed extraordinary talent, I wouldn’t have been willing to offer him an academy as a price to join him.” “What I truly value is his destiny.”

Hearing Qin Yasheng's words, Fang Tingzhi frowned and asked, "There must be quite a few lucky people too."

“It’s different.” Qin Yasheng shook his head: “In this world, anyone who can cultivate is already considered to have good fortune.”

"To reach the third or second rank is to be an exceptional person."

"Top geniuses like you and me, who hasn't had great fortune to reach our current level?"

"If the baptism by the saint was truly due to destiny, then all of it was given to Jiang Yun..."

"That means Jiang Yun's luck has probably reached a terrifying level."

"According to our Confucian records, there have been many people with great fortune in the past three thousand years."

"For example, His Majesty the Great Ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty, and those who are capable of becoming saints."

Fang Tingzhi asked curiously, "Is this fortune really so mysterious?"

Qin Yasheng countered, "Fang Tingzhi, do you think your luck has been good enough along the way?"

"Me." Fang Tingzhi's lips moved slightly, and after thinking carefully, he nodded firmly: "It doesn't seem too bad."

Qin Yasheng smiled faintly and said slowly, "This fortune is invisible, yet it affects everyone; this is the rule of Heaven."

"Alright, I'll send a letter to Jiang Yun later, asking him to serve as the nominal headmaster of our Renyi Academy. We'll gradually get to know and observe him."

……

The next morning, as soon as Jiang Yun woke up, and with nothing happening with the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he happily went to the Sanqing Temple and personally taught Li Chengdao about the knowledge of the Sanqing Taoist sect.

Li Chengdao did know some characters, but not many, especially in Taoist scriptures, where he didn't recognize some of the more complex and intricate characters.

Before long, it was noon, and the canteen inside the Sanqing Temple had prepared the meal.

Today, the Sanqing Temple is thriving with incense offerings, and pilgrims come in an endless stream. At noon, the canteen is open to the public, so that even the poorest people can enter and have a meal.

Furthermore, no money will be charged.

Jiang Yun never intended to use the Sanqing Temple as a tool for making money.

"Where are Dongfang Yao and Tian San? I haven't seen them at all today." Jiang Yun glanced around the cafeteria and asked curiously.

Li Chengdao, who was standing to the side, said with a smile, "My master's wife opened a shop for Sister Yao and Uncle Tian. They are busy at the shop every day."

In the following days, Jiang Yun spent most of his time teaching Li Chengdao the basics of Taoism.

Renyi Academy also sent a letter of appointment immediately, formally appointing Jiang Yun as the libationer of Renyi Academy.

Jiang Yun knew that this was the solution that Renyi Academy had come up with, so he naturally did not object.

Confucianism has deep roots in the capital, so it's a good thing that Jiang Yun got the position of Imperial Priest for free.

Furthermore, good news came from the southwest: the southwest is now pacified, and Xu Xiaogang also managed to wipe out some bandits and outlaws in the southwest.

The imperial court also officially ordered the Zhenchi Army to march north and return to Jianchi Pass to deter the northern nomadic tribes.

Xu Xiaogang can also take this opportunity to return to Beijing and recuperate properly.

(End of this chapter)