The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1751 The Literary Meeting Begins!

The banquet soon became lively.

The people of Qing and Gu deliberately praised Zhang Longxiang but did not belittle Fang Yun, while the people of Jing praised Fang Yun but did not belittle Zhang Longxiang. As for other scholars, they stood from their own perspectives, either liking Zhang Longxiang or Fang Yun.

Because Qing Jun and Zong Wuyuan had both suffered a loss before, the people of Qing talked about poetry to a certain extent, so the atmosphere of the banquet was unusually harmonious.

After chatting for a long time, everyone had said almost everything, so someone suggested that Fang Yun write poetry, after all, Zhang Longxiang had already written two poems today.

Fang Yun smiled and replied that he would definitely pick up a pen when he saw Zhang Longxiang, and evaded the question.

Time passed slowly, around four o'clock in the afternoon, the banquet was basically over, and Yueyang Tower had been cleaned up.

Dong Wencong came over and informed the guests at each table one by one that a quarter of an hour before sunset, everyone should go downstairs to the seats under Yueyang Tower. The Yueyang Tower would eventually be reserved for Fang Yun and Zhang Longxiang to compete in writing.

Everyone was still sitting at the table, or standing on the edge of the tower looking at the sky and earth. Several great scholars were so inspired that they wrote poems on the spot, regardless of the fact that the literary gathering had not yet begun, which attracted praise from the scholars outside Yueyang Tower.

Fang Yun had been sitting in his seat to conserve his energy. He held the official seal of King Ji and could overlook the entire city from a high altitude. No matter what happened outside Yueyang Tower, it could not be hidden from his eyes.

Nearing five o'clock, Fang Yun suddenly smiled slightly.

Jiang Hechuan, who was practicing on the side, had a clear sky in his eyes, which kept changing. His eyes did not change, but he said, "The literary gathering has not started yet, so it's quite boring. If you find something good, tell me about it."

The great scholars present were either near or far, but they all had the terrifying ability to see thousands of miles away and hear a city, and they were paying attention to Fang Yun, either openly or secretly.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "Nothing, the left prime minister came here in plain clothes and just landed."

Liu Shan is the master of Zong Sheng, and his status is respected. Even if the Zong family sees him, they will respect him as the son of Zong Sheng. When the younger generation such as Zong Wuyuan see him, they need to pay respect first.

Some people stand by the city wall to look for him, or look down and look for Liu Shan with their spiritual thoughts.

Jiang Hechuan heard that Liu Shan came in plain clothes and smiled, "Interesting."

The expressions of Zong Wuyuan and other people in Qing Kingdom changed slightly. Liu Shan's relationship with Zong Family is well known. If he arrives here in civil service clothes or official clothes, he will definitely be invited to Yueyang Tower or Jiaxi. Then his identity will become delicate. He can neither support Zhang Longxiang nor Fang Yun. Wearing plain clothes seems to be the best choice.

However, thinking deeper, Liu Shan wore plain clothes this time because he had no confidence in Qing Kingdom. If Liu Shan believed that Zhang Longxiang would win this time, he could completely use his status as the left prime minister to obstruct Fang Yun and help Zong Family and Qing Kingdom.

Fang Yun, Jiang Hechuan and others thought of another possibility. This time, the actions of Qing Jun and the Zong family may not have been fully disclosed to Liu Shan, causing Liu Shan to have some concerns. Of course, it is not ruled out that Liu Shan is cunning and has other means.

When the sun was about to set and the moon was about to rise, all the people on Yueyang Tower walked down the city wall and walked outside the city wall.

When these great Confucian kings came out, all the people at the literary meeting stood up.

More than 3.7 million people were on the grass and beach outside Yueyang Tower.

Under Yueyang Tower, there is a high platform, and in front of the high platform, the seats are distributed in order.

Each person in the first seat has a seat, and each person has a square table in front of him. According to the distribution of the country, these people can see the people in Yueyang Tower and even hear the words above as long as they look up slightly.

After these kings and great Confucian scholars sat down, the university scholars in the second seat sat down. Starting from the second seat, it was not a single person at a single table. Then the third seat sat down, and finally the people in the third seat and the last seat sat down.

In an ordinary corner of the third seat, there sat some young scholars, all of whom were Jinshi.

Some people not far away pointed at the two tables of scholars.

"Look over there, they are obviously just Jinshi, but they are sitting in the third seat, I'm afraid they are from a prominent family."

"What do you mean by prominent family? They are just some wealthy family members. If they were not disciples of aristocratic families, how could Jinshi be with Hanlin?"

"Take a close look at one of them, that's Yan Yukong! These people are all Fang Xusheng's friends from Shengxu!"

"Ahem..." The man before was extremely embarrassed.

During the third banquet, Li Fanming kicked the big rabbit away and said to his friends nearby with a smile: "Thanks to Fang Yunwen, Zhang Longxiang, otherwise we brothers in Shengxu would not know when we can get together again. Come on, let's have a drink."

Everyone drank it all. Hua Yuqing said: "We have finished our training in the Holy Academy and went our separate ways, but now the consumption of the literary channel has decreased, so it is not difficult to meet once every two years. However, that person is not easy to see." Hua Yuqing said, raised his chin slightly, and motioned everyone to look ahead.

Everyone looked and saw that Hua Yuqing was pointing at Fang Yun.

"There is no way. If we can shoulder the crisis of the human race in fifty years, then he has already affected the rise and fall of the human race. We are still learning, accumulating, and honing. What he is doing now may not be achieved by us even at our peak. He is busy, so let him go."

"Indeed. He just held a literary competition, but he attracted all the heroes in the world to gather here. I am afraid we can't do it in this lifetime."

"But he is not at ease now. There are undercurrents in this literary competition. I guess you can guess one or two."

"How can a group of scoundrels who are doing evil things be the opponent of Fang Yun!"

"Look, Fang Yun stood up."

The last edge of the sun sank into the west, leaving clouds in the sky.

The star Wenqu was hanging high in the center, replacing the sun as the brightest star in the sky.

The eastern sky was originally the darkest, but a ray of silver light rose at a very slow speed and quickly grew larger.

The sun sank and the moon rose, and the time had come.

From the sky, the western wall of Baling City divided the inside and the outside, and Yueyang Tower, as the central tower of the western wall, stood between heaven and earth.

Under Yueyang Tower, the seats for the literary meeting gradually spread outward, forming a fan-shaped venue to accommodate all the elites participating in the literary meeting.

On the grass behind the last seat, many people sat on benches, and the number of people exceeded one million. In the outer area, a large number of people stood or sat on the ground, stretching from the grass to the beach by the river.

The open space between the Yangtze River and Yueyang Tower has been occupied by a dark crowd.

The water of the Yangtze River is clear and shining, and countless temporary sea eyes on the river have dissipated. Many water monsters are floating on the water in neat rows, looking at the people under Yueyang Tower and Fang Yun with spiritual eyes.

Not only did the water monsters in the waters of Wenxing Longjue's fiefdom surface, but also from afar, the surface of Dongting Lake and the surface of the Yangtze River in the distance were densely packed with water monsters.

Dongting Jiaowang also half emerged from the water and looked at Yueyang Tower from afar.

After Fang Yun stood up, people in various places in the venue soon realized that in just three breaths, in front of Yueyang Tower, where more than three million human beings and tens of millions of water monsters gathered, there was actually complete silence.

"Yueyang Tower Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Meeting, start!"

Fang Yun's tongue burst out spring thunder and spread thousands of miles away.

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