fifth form

Chapter 1844 This Anguo is not that Anguo

After returning to Chang'an City from Nanyang, Zhang Xuezhou continued to arrange matters concerning the livelihood of the people in Zhangjiazhuang. These days, he was basically busy with matters such as itinerary and survival.

When there are so many trivial matters, it becomes difficult to do other things.

Until there was little time left, Zhang Xuezhou began to refine the innate spiritual wooden staff he took out from Fangzhang Island.

This is a powerful weapon for him to change his combat style, and Zhang Xuezhou almost focused all his attention on it.

Of course, if Zhang Xuezhou didn't specialize in treasures, he would have no other means. After all, his realm had stagnated.

After some rituals and training, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the green wooden staff in his hand was not very effective.

He gestured with the green wooden staff several times, but felt that it would be difficult to use the power of realm suppression with the help of this treasure as he had done ten days ago.

"Brother An Guo knows a lot about treasures. He has told me about all kinds of innate, acquired, and spiritual treasures. Let's go find him!"

The first person Zhang Xuezhou visited after returning to Chang'an City was Wei Shaoer, and the first person he visited when he set out was Kong Anguo.

Few people would care about a scholar from the Jinma Gate returning to Chang'an City. Perhaps only those who are close to Zhang Xuezhou or have something to ask of Zhang Xuezhou would know that Zhang Xuezhou has returned to Chang'an City.

Kong Anguo obviously didn't know that Zhang Xuezhou had returned to Chang'an City.

The two were not particularly close friends, but they felt very comfortable interacting with each other.

Apart from Dong Zhongshu, Kong Anguo was the second person whose character Zhang Xuezhou recognized.

The other party was well-educated and not greedy when it came to money and treasures. Even important items like the Token of Confucius and the Suihou Pearl could be exchanged fairly.

Zhang Xuezhou would not show off his treasure everywhere, for fear of leaking his trump card information, but he was really happy to show off his treasure to Kong Anguo.

In addition to introducing what he had obtained, Zhang Xuezhou also wanted to ask Kong Anguo to see if he could fully master this treasure.

He combed his hair briefly, then picked up his stick and went out.

When Zhang Xuezhou met Kong Anguo, the other party was staying in a guesthouse and did not have a fixed residence.

But more than half a year has passed, and the Kong family is not short of money, so the other party has probably already purchased a house in Chang'an City.

If Kong Anguo had not arranged a new position for him, Zhang Xuezhou could still go to Jinma Gate to meet him, but now Jinma Gate once again only had him as the only scholar waiting to be appointed.

Zhang Xuezhou was not in a hurry either, as he was heading to the Confucius Temple.

This is where Confucian students gather. If you want to find out about some Confucian celebrities, this kind of place is obviously the easiest place to get the answer.

“There are really a lot of Confucian scholars!”

The Confucius Temple is not far from Laoshu Hutong. It only takes a few streets to get there. It only takes about three quarters of an hour for an ordinary person to walk there. It would take even less time if Zhang Xuezhou walked briskly.

Coming to this gathering place of Confucian students again, Zhang Xuezhou did not climb a tree to wait and see this time, but walked into the Confucius Temple with confidence.

Confucianism is extremely magnanimous in teaching, and is not as secretive as other schools of thought. Every few days there are people preaching introductory Confucian scriptures in the Confucius Temple.

At this time, someone was preaching in the Confucius Temple, and as many as forty Confucian students gathered to listen to the lecture.

There were a large number of Confucian students attending the lectures, but most of them were beginners, and some were even still in the stage of learning to write. It was difficult for these people to communicate with the great Confucian scholars, but the Confucian scholars who gave the lectures were very likely to have formally entered Confucianism and were also likely to know the areas where important Confucian figures were located.

He was neither hurried nor slow, and also sat on the ground waiting.

The Confucian student who was teaching spoke eloquently. Although the other party's words were superficial, his eloquence was excellent.

This may not only be a way of Confucian inheritance, but also a means for Confucianism to train students.

"That's all I have to say today. Scholar Fang Cheng'an will take over later. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly. If you want to continue learning with me, you can also contact me privately!"

A quarter of an hour later, the Confucian scholar named Fang put away the bamboo slips in his hand and bowed to everyone, indicating that his lecture for the day was over.

He breathed a sigh of relief and walked off the stage. Many students stood up to salute him, some came forward to ask questions, and some newcomers asked how much money they would have to pay to continue their studies.

"Brother Fang, I haven't seen Brother Anguo for a while. I want to go visit him. Where is he living?"

Zhang Xuezhou also joined the crowd, and when the voices of questioning slowed down a little, he started chatting with them in a very familiar manner.

Zhang Xuezhou's familiar look made him look like a Confucian scholar, which made the Confucian scholar named Fang bow repeatedly.

"Brother, you really asked the right person," said the scholar surnamed Fang happily. "Not many people know that Lord Anguo has come to Chang'an City, and even fewer people know the information. If you are willing to visit him, Fang can lead the way for you!"

"Hahaha, thank you Brother Fang!"

The Confucian scholar named Fang was very polite and enthusiastic, so much so that Zhang Xuezhou felt a little uncomfortable.

He originally wanted to just ask for directions, but he didn't expect the other party to lead the way. Zhang Xuezhou laughed and quickly agreed.

When he met such an enthusiastic Confucian monk, he was of course happy to accept him.

It is probably because the other party's position in Confucianism is a bit low. Kong Anguo has been in Chang'an City for more than half a year, and the other party has only obtained the news now, and has the opportunity to provide information to others.

"You're welcome," said the scholar surnamed Fang, clasping his hands in return. "I just happen to live nearby, so it won't be a problem for me to lead the way. We can go together!"

"I see, it seems I asked the right person!"

Zhang Xuezhou also clasped his hands in return. He didn't realize at first what the background of the cultivator named Fang was, and he actually lived next to Kong Anguo.

"I am short of money, so I will need you to pay for the travel expenses!"

It was not until they left the Confucius Temple that Zhang Xuezhou understood why the Confucian scholar named Fang was so keen on leading the way.

Problems that can be solved with a small amount of money are not considered problems. Not to mention if the scholar surnamed Fang asks for help, even if the other party doesn't ask for help, Zhang Xuezhou will take the initiative to pay for the travel expenses.

He agreed immediately, which made the scholar named Fang very happy. He quickly called a newer carriage over.

"Go to Fuqilai Guest House!"

The scholar named Fang got on the carriage and pointed to the place where the carriage was arriving.

This surprised Zhang Xuezhou a little.

In Zhang Xuezhou's guess, he thought Kong Anguo should have bought a house, and he never thought that he was still living in the guesthouse.

"Brother Fang, are you also new to Chang'an City?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"We originally made a living in Liang State. Now that Liang State is in chaos, we have to find another good place, so we came to Chang'an City," said the Confucian scholar named Fang, nodding.

"I see!"

"But we never thought that the cost of food and accommodation in Chang'an City would be ridiculously high. In such a short period of time, our pockets were completely empty." The scholar surnamed Fang said, "Now we are just looking forward to the court posting a notice to recruit people!"

"Brother Fang is knowledgeable and will definitely achieve fame!"

Zhang Xuezhou rarely offends others when interacting with them. After all, he has nothing to lose by saying a few nice words or blessings.

This made the Confucian scholar named Fang extremely happy along the way and swept away a lot of haze.

When the carriage stopped, he was the first to jump off.

"Lord Anguo lives in Room A-1!"

After Zhang Xuezhou paid the travel expenses, the Confucian scholar named Fang also pointed out the way.

What he was referring to was a very large inn, which was located close to the imperial city. Not only did it have spacious rooms, but it also charged extremely high fees.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that Kong Anguo had spent a lot of money to get a job, and he actually stayed in such a place for a long time, especially in the best room A1.

Living in a place like this for half a year is enough to buy a mansion like theirs.

Of course, Zhang Xuezhou had to admit that the Kong family was extremely generous with money, so it was not surprising that they would do such a thing.

He and the Confucian scholar named Fang entered the Fuqilai Guest House at the same time. The Confucian scholar named Fang went to room number 6, while Zhang Xuezhou walked to the room on the east side of the second floor facing the Imperial City Street of Chang'an City.

"Brother An Guo, I am Dongfang Shuo!"

Zhang Xuezhou knocked on the door and introduced himself.

The door opened as he expected.

But the person in the room was not the Kong Anguo that Zhang Xuezhou was familiar with, but a wealthy, strong middle-aged man wearing an exquisite robe.

Zhang Xuezhou was slightly stunned, and the other party was also stunned when he saw Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't know the other party, and the other party obviously didn't know Zhang Xuezhou either.

"Brother An Guo?"

Zhang Xuezhou called out again tentatively.

"Han Anguo greets Brother Dongfang. You are a guest, please come in!"

The middle-aged man politely returned the greeting and told his full name. Zhang Xuezhou then realized that this An Guo was not the same An Guo. His self-familiar approach had hit the wrong target, and he had met another person named An Guo.