The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1745 Downstairs in Yueyang

Fang Yun was sitting on the carriage, getting closer and closer to Yueyang Tower. Along the way, he kept hearing people from Jingguo scolding Zhang Longxiang and interpreting "Viewing Dongting Lake as a Gift to Qingjun" and "Climbing Yueyang Tower" from various angles.

However, what made Fang Yun couldn't help but laugh were the letters in the official seal of Zhujiang, including those from the Lei family, the Zong family, and the personal letters from Qingjun. If these contents were spread to the outside world, it would definitely cause a big earthquake in the discussion list. , making a large number of people faint with laughter at the same time.

Not long after, the carriage stopped thirty feet away from Yueyang Tower.

A Jinshi general walked up to the carriage door and whispered: "Your Majesty the Governor, according to the rules of the Wenhui, you are not allowed to ride a carriage within a hundred feet of Yueyang Tower, you can only walk. You are..."

"Okay, I'll get off here."

Fang Yun said, put away the official seal, opened the door curtain, and stepped on the ground.

The sunshine at noon was strong, and Fang Yun squinted slightly before returning to normal. Under the sunlight, the Yueyang Tower with its golden tiles and red walls was particularly eye-catching.

Fang Yuan turned around and looked to the rear, and saw soldiers lined up to block the road. There were a large number of people standing not far away, including Xiangzhou people and foreign talents.

Seeing Fang Yun looking at them, those people cheered excitedly and waved desperately.

"Lord Saint Ann!"

"Fang Zhenguo will win!"

"Sage Fang Xu will definitely dominate the literary world!"

Fang Yun felt helpless, he was just a virtual saint, and Sheng An's words were really inappropriate.

Fang Yun bowed his hands to everyone, then turned around and walked towards Yueyang Tower.

Yueyang Tower is the gate tower of the city wall. There are stairs leading to the city wall on both sides. The human race respects the left, so according to etiquette, Fang Yun should climb the stairs from the left.

Before Fang Yun could climb the stairs, he saw many people appearing behind the city wall.

One person shouted loudly: "Governor Fang, Zhang Mingzhou has composed two excellent poems in a row. If you don't compose one to kill him and one to kill him, how can you climb the building?"

Fang Yun looked up and saw that the person speaking was none other than Literary Minister Jiang Hechuan.

Next to Jiang Hechuan, there are all purple robes. There are Chen Mingding and Zhang Hu who Fang Yun often sees, Wu Jiu and He Qionghai who have been in contact with the Holy Court, and the stupid scholar Tian Songshi who has returned from hard work. There are also well-known scholars who are familiar with him, such as Ye Hongyu, Zhou Qingtian and so on.

There are also some great scholars from other countries whom Fang Yun has only met in public discussions and is not familiar with them.

Not to mention guarding Yueyang Tower, if this lineup is placed on Liangjie Mountain, it can cause chaos in the demon world.

On both sides of those great scholars, there were several people who were not wearing purple robes, such as Wu Jun who was wearing a civil servant uniform, and Mizhou Mu Sai Zhixue, who had recently been promoted to bachelor, because Sai Zhixue was a high-ranking official in Jingguo, even though As a bachelor, he is also qualified to stand on the Yueyang Tower and participate in the meeting before the cultural conference.

Fang Yun did not bow, raised his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Hechuan, are you helping me cheer up, or are you helping Zhang Longxiang embarrass me?"

"I'm trying to avoid suspicion and treat everyone equally! Zhang Longxiang wrote a good poem before he climbed the Yueyang Tower, "Wu Chu is southeast of Wu and Chu, the universe floats day and night." You must write a good poem before climbing the tower." Jiang Hechuan said.

The great scholars all smiled and nodded, and a few even agreed with Jiang Hechuan and were just making noise.

"People's hearts are not ancient. If you don't help your own people, you will help outsiders..." Fang Yun shook his head gently.

"Hurry up, we can't let us old arms and legs wait, can you bear it?" Jiang Hechuan began to rely on his old age.

"Fang Xusheng, back then you could write a poem in a hundred steps. This time you will definitely be able to write a good poem while climbing the stairs, surpassing Zhang Longxiang!"

The stupid scholar Tian Songshi said: "It's not that I don't support you, you can't be overwhelmed by Zhang Longxiang's momentum before the Wenbi! Zhang Longxiang is 'shaking Yueyang City'!"

Everyone on the tower laughed.

Fang Yun shook his head slightly. The ordinary scholars along the way were all on guard and regarded Zhang Longxiang as his enemy. However, the vision and mind of these great scholars were different. They did not value the outcome of this literary meeting, regardless of whether Fang Yun won or lost. Negative, in their opinion, is expected.

With their status and level, there is no need to care about the outcome of this kind of cultural gathering. However, they are also human beings and have their own attitudes. Since they are here, they are already supporting Fang Yun.

Those ordinary scholars analyzed the victory and defeat of the Wenhui very clearly, but in the eyes of these great scholars, even if Fang Yun lost, he could make a comeback and would never be completely defeated, so there was no need to worry at all. Some great scholars even hope that Fang will be transported once, thinking that this is a good thing for Fang's luck.

Fang Yun walked towards the stairs and said, "I may disappoint you today. Today, I will only compose the poems and poems set by Zhang Longxiang. If Zhang Longxiang does not set the title of the poems and poems, I will not write poems. Of course. , I will definitely write something.”

"That's all, Wenbi can't force you before. Come, have a drink with us old guys." Jiang Hechuan said.

Fang Yun said with a smile: "Why, you guys are already drinking before the literary meeting has started?"

"Since you are so late, we can't just wait around. Under the cool autumn sun, a few old friends have a drinking party together and have a few drinks. It's a pleasure. It's a pity that we arrived late and didn't see you greeting Mr. Qing. ." Jiang Hechuan's eyes were full of smiles.

Many great scholars on the city tower laughed unkindly. The story of "third-rate Qingjun" and "unparalleled benevolence and righteousness" has spread all over the world. It has been many years since the human race has seen a king become the butt of laughter.

"Qingjun... you should always follow me, we are almost there." Fang Yun looked towards the east of the city on the stairs.

Sure enough, the motorcade of Qing Jun and Gu Jun had stopped and arrived at the Yueyang Tower area. Qing Jun and Gu Jun got off the carriage first, followed by Zong Ganyu, the head of the Zong family, and some other great scholars.

Although Zong Ganyu and others participated in welcoming Qing Jun, they never spoke up. That kind of small scene was not worth their efforts.

Fang Yun smiled and glanced at them, nodded slightly, and finally took another look at Qing Jun's hat, then turned back and continued to climb the city.

Qing Jun and Gu Jun stopped and waited for the great scholars to walk behind them before walking towards Yueyang Tower together.

At this time, everyone also saw that Qing Jun actually changed his crown. It was no longer the flat crown officially worn by the monarch, but an ordinary hair crown.

Most of the great scholars did not change their expressions, but some people in Jingguo smiled undisguisedly.

Jiang Hechuan bowed to Qing Jun and said, "I am the Minister of Literature of Jing State. I deeply apologize for the inconvenience that Qing Jun encountered in Baling City."

The Qing official behind Qing Jun almost rolled his eyes. It is said that Jiang Hechuan is a kind and gentleman. He is polite even when facing people from the enemy country. Now, he is exposing Qing Jun's scars as soon as they meet. This is definitely intentional. With Jiang Hechuan's mind, he would never be stupid enough to say such words accidentally.

Obviously, the three-tassel flat crown and the Qingjiang Commercial Bank's worship of Qing Jun also caused Jiang Hechuan's dissatisfaction.

Qing Jun's face was gloomy and said, "Mr. Hechuan is polite. Jing State is located in a remote area and the literary style is not strong. It has done a good job in hosting such a grand event for the first time."

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