The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Fang Yun was reading the letters and replying to his friends. After processing most of the letters, he received a reminder from Qiao Juze, and then he remembered that there was a very important literary meeting today.

Jingguo is located in the north of Shengyuan Continent. It is chilly outside the city in the first month of the year. There are no new buds and branches in the forest, and there are no busy farmers in the farmland, but there is already a light green in the city.

For scholars who value talent and literary reputation, spring is an excellent season, representing the germination of all things, representing the removal of the old and the welcoming of the new, and representing a better start.

Every year on the fifteenth day of the first month, the day of the spring hunting for Jinshi, Lantern Festival literary meetings are held in various places.

And the second day after the end of the spring hunting of the Ten Kingdoms every year, that is, the night of the eighteenth day of the first month, early spring literary meetings are held in various places, and the climax of the spring literary meetings will also be opened. From this day until the beginning of summer, scholars who have been silent for a winter begin to become active.

Because spring rain affects the harvest of the year, every year, rain-praying literary meetings are held continuously in various places, resulting in the proliferation of literary meetings, which have become a scene of the human race in spring and have lasted for hundreds of years without interruption.

The Early Spring Literary Meeting is the beginning of the "Rain Water" in the 24 solar terms. This solar term affects the precipitation in all parts of the Ten Kingdoms except the north, which also affects the yield of crops in each country. Therefore, the Early Spring Literary Meeting is of great significance every year. It is often held in the imperial palace and presided over by the monarch himself, praying to the sky for rain to show respect to the sky.

Even if it does not rain on that day, the ministers of literature of each country will mobilize the power of the holy temple to make it rain in the capital, representing the heaven to respond to the king's prayer.

The capital is located in the north, there is no rain in the first month, and it usually rains in February, but the Early Spring Literary Meeting will still be held on this day.

Fang Yun did not want to participate in the Early Spring Literary Meeting, but every year before the Early Spring Literary Meeting, the capitals of each country will commend the Jinshi who participated in the Spring Hunt, and then let a new Jinshi represent the Jinshi of the Spring Hunt to present poems.

Fang Yun has long been designated as the person who presents poems. If it were someone else, not to mention whether the selected person would dare to go on stage, the tens of thousands of scholars participating in the Literary Meeting would not agree.

After lunch at noon, Fang Yun spent another hour with his family before starting to study.

Since Fang Yun passed the examination for a student, he had almost no time to rest completely. He was studying every moment.

Near dusk, Fang Yun got on his own dragon horse luxury car and took Yang Yuhuan, Su Xiaoxiao, Nunu, Ao Huang, and Xiao Liuxing behind him to the palace.

As soon as the dragon horse appeared, all the carriages on the road stopped. Whether they were ordinary cattle and horses or Jiao Majia cattle, they were all shocked by the breath of the dragon horse and could not move no matter how the driver drove.

Fang Yun listened to the endless "driving" sounds and felt very helpless. He could not control such things because the dragon horses themselves could not restrain their breath, and they were not real dragons like Ao Huang. If it were not for such an important occasion as the Early Spring Literary Meeting, he would definitely not take the dragon horse luxury car.

In the carriage, Ao Huang looked at Fang Yun eagerly and begged, "Fang Xusheng, please give me a poem? Let me show off for once! I was so unlucky at the last Spring Festival literary meeting. Just after I finished reading your poem, I encountered the punishment of the Lei family by the Palace of Rites. The three rituals of fire fell from the sky. No one praised me at all. I was so angry! Let me go for you this time."

"When we get to the palace, if you still want to read poems for me, you can go."

Ao Huang blinked, thinking of the incident when he was almost killed by the night pearl in the palace, and he was hesitant.

The family talked and laughed along the way. Yang Yuhuan occasionally lifted the curtain to look out the window, but once she was discovered, she immediately closed the curtain, not wanting to be seen by outsiders.

Ao Huang always liked to go out with a big face against the curtain, laughing and watching for a while, and seeing the shocked expressions of the crowd was very useful.

After not seeing each other for a few days, the little fox desperately clung to Fang Yun, lying in Fang Yun's arms, and refused to leave no matter how he was persuaded.

When the carriage arrived at the street where the palace was located, the traffic slowed down significantly because there were too many people coming to the palace today, including royal relatives, civil and military officials, scholars from the capital, etc., and the road was crowded.

Fortunately, Fang Yun's carriage was the only one in the capital that was pulled by a pure-blooded dragon horse. No horse dared to drive on the road, so it was relatively smooth even on crowded roads.

When he arrived in front of the palace, Fang Yun, as usual, held Yang Yuhuan's hand when he got off the carriage. He waited until Yang Yuhuan got off the carriage and stood steady before he looked at the palace.

In front of him was the palace moat, and further ahead was a square. Before the time came, the square was full of guests participating in the literary meeting.

The main gate and the left and right side gates of the palace were closed.

As soon as Fang Yun appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of tens of thousands of people present.

"Fang Xusheng is here!"

"It's really Fang Xusheng!"

The people who were originally chatting excitedly shut up and looked at Fang Yun together.

In the eyes of 99% of them, there was an unprecedented enthusiasm!

Fang Yun not only made Jingguo the first in the Ten Kingdoms Spring Hunting Ranking, not only broke the record of all dynasties, but also suppressed nine countries with one country, and the ranking value was more than the sum of all countries, which was a miracle that had never happened in any era.

The gag order of the hunting ground was just to prevent accidents. After verification by the Criminal Hall, some things were gradually lifted. For example, Fang Yun wrote the Five Wonderful Medical Books on the hunting ground, which was known to everyone, but the matter of obtaining the Disease Sutra was kept secret.

For example, Fang Yun and the Jinshi of the Ten Kingdoms joined forces to kill the clone of the Lord of Plague, but the details were not announced.

The Half-Saint King Jinglong spoke personally, and any doubts were suppressed. No one would dare to question what the Half-Saint said in person.

If the Ten Kingdoms Competition is to compare the literary achievements of young scholars in various countries, then the Jinshi Spring Hunt is to compare the military achievements of the new generation of countries.

At least in this year, Jingguo will be able to call itself a powerful country of the human race!

This is a moment that has never happened in the 200 years since the founding of Jingguo!

Fang Yun was used to everyone's performance. He bowed to everyone and continued to move forward.

The left is the most respected, so in the early spring literary conference in previous years, important figures entered from the left side gate, and the rest entered from the right side gate. The main gate in the middle would never be opened. The early spring literary conference could not allow the palace to open the main gate.

Fang Yun led his family to the left side gate, and people on the road made way for him and greeted him continuously.

"Thank you, Fang Xusheng, for making my Great Jing proud!"

"The pillar of the country, the leader of the human race!"

"The casino opened a bet on the ranking of various countries in the Jinshi Spring Hunt. Although I lost tens of thousands of taels of silver, I lost happily! I really hope to lose every year!"

"Thank you, Fang Xusheng, for correcting the reputation of my Jingguo!"

Yang Yuhuan and Nunu were very happy, and Ao Huang was also very happy. He thought that these people had vision, unlike those idiots who only scolded Fang Yun.

In front of the left side gate, a group of people with the highest status in the literary conference gathered.

However, except for the Minister of Literature, the great scholars did not come, and most of them were Grand Secretaries and Hanlin.

The 29 people who participated in the Jinshi Spring Hunt had arrived early and stood in front of the Zuoye Gate. As great contributors to the Jing Kingdom, their status today was comparable to that of Grand Secretaries.

However, among these people, there were four middle-aged Jinshi who were different. Even though they were still wearing Jinshi clothes, the aura they exuded surpassed all the Jinshi!

Because the four of them had been promoted to Hanlin!

This was also one of the main reasons for the fanaticism of everyone!

Fang Yun could actually get a promotion for someone who had stayed in the Jinshi position for many years. This ability was simply like a saint and a god, and he should be worshipped in Shengyuan Continent!