The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Night falls, the lights come on, and the full moon hangs in the sky.

There are many Dragon Palace Night Pearls in the square of the academy, and the largest one is above the Wenhui platform, illuminating everything within a radius of three miles as if it were daytime.

All the streets leading to the academy are blocked by dense crowds of people, and even the roofs are crowded with people.

For the people of Kongcheng, watching the Wenhui with their family is the greatest reunion.

The Wenhui platform is very simple, just a six-foot-high platform. The tables and chairs in front of the platform are already full of guests. At the round table in the front, there are either great scholars, university scholars, children of noble families, or royal relatives.

There is a table with only four people sitting, but it is one of the focuses of the whole audience, because the four great talents of this generation are gathered together.

In addition to the four great talents, the tables belonging to the saints' families also attracted the attention of many people.

Those great scholars are rarely noticed by people, because they are introverted, and if you don't observe them carefully, you can't see their specialness at all.

Those scholars with higher literary status paid more attention to these great scholars, and some of them stared at the table belonging to the Meng family.

A luxurious Wuhou carriage stood there, and the evil king Meng Lintang was sitting on the carriage.

The umbrella on the Wuhou carriage was replaced with a black canopy, and the original pure solid wood appearance was also painted, which looked more elegant, making people ignore the evil reputation of the Wuhou carriage that came and went freely in the army.

Fang Yun looked at the Wuhou carriage. For hundreds of years, the Shengyuan Continent has been reciting the story of Zhuge Liang. His image of riding in the Wuhou carriage, wearing a feather fan and a scarf, and talking and laughing freely has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even the great scholars who do not seek false reputation like the Wuhou carriage very much, not to mention that the Wenbao Wuhou carriage has powerful capabilities.

Fang Yun was also looking at the people in the Wuhou carriage.

The evil king had a square face and a wide forehead, thick eyebrows, deep eye sockets, and a huge hooked nose that was extremely eye-catching. His eyes were like a lion and his momentum was like a tiger. Just sitting there casually made everyone around him breathless, and even a few ordinary university scholars felt depressed.

Unlike most scholars who like to wear scholar robes, he wears a pale golden dragon scale armor. The armor is not as bright as the ceremonial golden armor, but everyone who sees the armor will feel a surge of power from it, as if a giant dragon will rush out at any time.

Fang Yun saw at a glance that it was a real dragon scale of the Great Demon King level, and one piece of armor could be exchanged for a city.

Fang Yun's eyes fell on the carved bamboo pen holder on the table of Wu Hou's carriage. There were four pens in the pen holder, and each pen was rippling with talent. The talent on one pen was even not less than that of the dragon scale of the Great Demon King, which was a great scholar's treasure.

And there were three other treasures with a similar aura to that pen on the table, a paperweight, a pen holder, and an inkstone, all of which were great scholar's treasures.

Two words popped up in Fang Yun's mind, local tyrant.

Although the eyes of the evil king were facing the high platform, they were slightly upward, passing over the high platform and looking at the sky. In fact, he did not take anything seriously.

All the people of the Meng family who were sitting at the same table with him, whether they were juniors, peers or elders, were very nervous. Some even secretly looked into his eyes, full of envy and awe.

Every time he blinked, a blood-red meteor flashed across each of his eyes, and the light of the meteor was unpredictable, composed of countless battlefield scenes, and it was extraordinary.

From beginning to end, the evil king kept looking at the top of the literary platform. Whether it was the four great talents of this generation, the four great talents of the previous generation or the great Confucian scholars, he turned a blind eye and looked down on everything.

Under the bright moon, no one was worthy of the evil king's words.

A wolf demon lied at the feet of the evil king, wagging its tail like a watchdog from time to time, looking at the evil king flatteringly.

Fang Yun saw it with his own eyes that day. The wolf demon just looked at a demon general and scared him to pee in the street.

Fang Yun looked away, thinking of the blood-red meteor in the eyes of the evil king, and had to admit that the evil king had the confidence to be evil.

The eyes with stars are Confucius and King Wen, and the eyes with shooting stars are far inferior, but it can be said that the evil king has a way to them. Even if the chance of completing the road is small, it is much higher than those who have no chance.

Before the literary meeting started, many people visited each other, which was unusually lively.

Although Fang Yun was famous, he was a junior after all. He had to be polite and visit relevant people one by one, such as the university scholars of Jingguo, the noble families of Jingguo, including the Jisheng family with whom he had friendship.

After the visit, Fang Yun returned to the side of the literary platform, and at this time, other people also came back one after another.

Li Fanming sat next to Fang Yun, and the big rabbit lay under the chair and slept soundly.

There were more than a dozen classmates of Li Fanming, but he was the only one who came here in the end.

At first, the two just talked about the things of the Holy Ruins. As they talked, they began to talk about the people present. Li Fanming pointed out those celebrities one by one, including the painting king among the four great talents of the previous generation, the famous scholar who lived in seclusion in Kongcheng, and the university scholar who held a key position in the Holy Academy.

Fang Yun had read the masterpieces of those great scholars and wanted to communicate with them, but because no one introduced him, he had no excuse to visit them, so he could only wait for an opportunity.

As the two were talking, two people in university scholar robes approached. Fang Yun was surprised. Li Fanming had introduced these two people before, because they were two editors of the editorial office of "The Holy Way". The status of "The Holy Way" is extremely high, and the hidden power of the editors is terrifying, so they are often rotated.

Almost all the people around were well-informed. They recognized the great scholars Meng and An at a glance. Even the children of the semi-saint family did not dare to be arrogant and stood up.

The old great scholar Meng smiled and said, "It's okay. We came here just to see Fang Yun. Can I have a word with you?"

Those people immediately looked at Fang Yun with great envy. It was not easy for two ordinary bachelors to take the initiative to get acquainted with each other, but these two came directly without an introduction. That was almost close to "asking for an meeting", which was the limit between peers. However, the two elders just came If they can do it, it can be seen that the two are not only free and easy, but also attach great importance to each other's luck.

With these two people "carrying the sedan chair", no one under the great Confucianism can be trusted in front of Fang Yun.

"I'm ashamed that I didn't go to visit you, but asked you two to come." Fang Yun said, followed the two bachelors and left to a deserted place beside the high platform.

Scholar Meng smiled and said: "I review your poems and articles every month. I thought I knew you well, but you surprise me every month. Not to mention that once your article appeared on the front page of "The Holy Way", you actually... As a scholar, I can't hold myself back anymore, so I have to face you."

"You, as an old man, have the demeanor of a celebrity, and I am ashamed of myself as a student." Fang Yun said politely.

Academician An on the side smiled and said: "You don't need to be polite to Mr. Meng. When you were away, he praised you even more. In fact, the two of us have wanted to see you many times, but we really can't spare the time. We never wanted to be swindled. Wenzong saw it first. After Luo Wenzong came back from Yuhai City, he praised you repeatedly. We were both upset. When we were arguing about your poems and essays in "The Holy Way", Wenzong was still shouting. sleep."

Academician Meng joked: "Be careful that Lord Wenzong hears it."

Fang Yun joked: "Even if Mr. Wenzong hears it, after careful consideration, he will definitely feel that it is too troublesome to take care of it, so he just pretends that he didn't hear it, otherwise he will not be lazy Wenzong."

The three of them laughed together.

Those people not far away peeked over from time to time, wanting to know what the three of them were talking about.

Meng University scholar said: "Your three Mid-Autumn Festival poems yesterday will definitely be connected to "The Holy Way". I have already saved them. Don't let us down today. I have already threatened that you will definitely connect them to "The Holy Way" next month. The four texts are together.”

"Then the student should work harder and write a good poem, which will make Mr. Meng look good." Fang Yun was very grateful to these two people. He had already heard about them from Feng Yuanjun and Li Wenying. If If it weren't for Scholar Meng's argument, and if it weren't for Scholar An's secret help, his poems would have had many twists and turns.

There were some things that the two bachelors could say, but he couldn't, so he didn't mention anything like repayment.

Academician Meng is a straight-tempered person and said with a smile: "Your poems not only make my face look good. I should have left the Editorial and Review Academy a few days ago, but Master Dongsheng said that I have a sharp eye and discern pearls, and the Editorial Review Academy lacks an Editor and Reviewer like me." Bachelor, please let me stay for one more year. I have no hope of becoming a scholar, so I can devote more energy to editing and review, thanks to you."

Academician An said with a smile: "I have other things to do here. What is the sentence in "Spring Dawn" that says, 'You know how many flowers fall'?"

Afterwards, the three people began to talk about poetry and prose, mainly talking about some doubts in poetry and prose.

It wasn't until the full moon rose that the two bachelors reluctantly left, agreeing to find an opportunity to talk over wine together in the future.

Fang Yun just sat back on his chair. Before he could say a few words to Li Fanming, the literary meeting began.

Dozens of students from the Confucius Institute of Music took the piano up to the stage and played the famous music "Flowers and Full Moon Night".

After the song, a young Jinshi walked up to the high platform with a smile, first said a few words of blessing, and then introduced the significance of the Shengxu Cultural Association, the guests and related matters. Finally, the Jinshi master of ceremonies announced the results of the Shengxu Road, specifically pointing out that Fang Yun not only broke Jingguo's unprecedented record, but also became the only scholar to pass the Shengxu Road.

The Jinshi master of ceremonies selected the last five scholars among the hundred people who could enter the holy market and asked them to write a poem on the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival. At that time, the people of King Wen's family would control the moon and give moonlight to the five people.

After the master of ceremonies finished speaking, the five scholars went to the tables prepared on the high platform to write poems, while Fang Yun looked at the huge bright moon in the sky.

There is an ancient land on the moon, which is nominally owned by the Yasheng family, but is actually controlled by the Wenwang family. Even the Kong family cannot interfere, because it is a fiefdom given to the Wenwang family by Kong Sheng.

Soon, the five scholars finished writing the poems they had prepared. Even if these five scholars were the best among the scholars in the world, only two of them were poets who came out of the county. The other three's poetry talents were not even one foot outside the county. From Qicun to nine inches.

"The five scholars have finished writing, please send the moonlight from heaven to strengthen our human race!" the Jinshi Master of Ceremonies said respectfully.

The five scholars also raised their hands to the bright moon in the sky and said: "Please send moonlight from heaven to strengthen our human race!"

At the same time, the light of the brightest night pearl disappeared, and the high platform immediately became dark.

Then, a bright moonlight shone on the high platform, split into five, forming five beams of light that enveloped the five scholars. The five moonlight beams had different brightness and dispersed quickly.

Fang Yun saw the eyes of the five people shining slightly, and then gradually faded away, no different from before.

The five scholars looked happy. With the moonlight protecting them, it would be much safer to enter the Holy Market.