Saint of the Confucian way

"Fang Xusheng is polite." the people said one after another.

In addition to six university students, there are also 12 Hanlin. These people do not blame Fang Yun for being late. After all, everyone has accidents. As a scholar, he should have enough mind to tolerate others.

After Fang Yun finished, he took out a very ordinary brown paper bag from swallowing seashells, which was just like the things in ordinary tea shops. At first glance, it looked ordinary. After Fang Yun opened the paper bag, a strange fragrance immediately spread all over the hall, as if it had burst, filling everyone's nose.

This peculiar aroma is very aggressive and takes the initiative to get into people's bodies.

Before drinking tea, everyone felt floating and completely conquered by this strange aroma.

"What a strange smell of tea. At the first smell, it seems to be a cracked pod, exploding in the nose, with a faint sense of spicy, but the next moment the spicy feeling disappears, filled with pure fragrance of flowers and plants, as if a green tree is blooming in the lung."

"It's worthy of blood mountain ancient land."

Master Wu smiled and said, "brother Zhang, everyone knows that you like tea. Today is blessed."

A faint smile appeared on the scholar's face and said, "Fang Xusheng is willing to give up this kind of magic tea in the recent legend of the spirit tea table. I thanked Fang Xusheng for giving me a drink today."

As soon as the people present heard it, they immediately understood that Fang Yun took out tea to express his apology. Bachelor Zhang also realized that Fang Yun made a sincere apology and immediately thanked him that he had misunderstood.

The master of the Wu family said, "the Cultural Association has pushed it one after another. First drink a cup of tea. This kind of spiritual tea must have the effect of refreshing and refreshing the brain, and help the Cultural Association."

The people readily agreed, so the main Wu family sent people to make tea. Unexpectedly, bachelor Zhang made tea for the people in person and handed each cup of tea to each visitor in person.

Fang Yun happily took over the tea cup handed by scholar Zhang University. They looked at each other and smiled. They turned fighting into friendship, and the previous unhappiness disappeared.

Several of the great scholars present nodded gently. One gave tea and the other made tea. They understood each other and showed the true colors of scholars.

As the leader of the blood awn, Fang Yun goes to the blood awn world once a month during the Chongwen academy holiday to guide the development of the blood awn world and find some good specialties from the blood awn world.

There is no more advanced divine tea in the blood world, but there are 12 kinds of spiritual tea. Fang Yun has brought dozens of bags each, and some have been sent out. I have tasted all kinds of tea myself. This kind of tea is slightly different.

Fang Yun said with a smile: "before drinking tea, I want to remind you that this tea must be drunk within 100% of your breath after brewing, otherwise... Stay away from the tea mouth a little."

Bachelor Zhang was stunned and looked at the teapot in front of him.

Fang Yun said with a smile, "you can get the name of tea by waiting for a hundred interest."

Zhang Chengxuan nodded gently and sipped the spirit tea. He first moved his eyebrows gently, then closed his eyes, then closed his hearing with talent, and immersed himself in the new spirit tea.

Others also know the way to taste tea, especially when tasting spirit tea. They all close their vision and hearing to experience tea to the greatest extent.

Fang Yun drank it before, but he didn't close his vision and hearing. When he drank it, it seemed that hot soup rolled from his tongue to his stomach, and all 36000 pores of his body were comfortable. Then, a strange fragrance of flowers and plants rolled in his mouth and nose for a long time.

After dozens of breaths, people opened their eyes one after another. For a time, no one spoke. They were afraid that the fragrance of tea would run out of their mouth.

The teapot made a slight noise as soon as the breath arrived.

Everyone looked at the teapot curiously and vigilantly. Then they saw a lot of flames coming out of the tea mouth, bright red and bright, like summer flowers.

"What's the name of this tea?" Zhang Chengxuan looked happy.

"Flower flame." Fang Yun said, "after burning, there is tea ash left in it, which is also fragrant. It is brewed again. There is a long bitter taste in the entrance, but then it becomes sweet, such as slurry hanging in the throat, and then it becomes bitter. After such repeated seven changes, the taste dissipates."

"Everyone, finish tasting tea!" Zhang Chengxuan made tea again with great joy.

Lingcha flower flame brought a big surprise to everyone. While tasting tea, they talked about tea. It took half an hour to officially start the cultural meeting.

Today's meeting will mainly discuss the use of war poetry called soldiers.

As the host, Wu Jiazhu first explained in detail the role of the war calling poetry.

Fang Yun listened carefully, wrote it down silently and summarized it.

In the Imperial Academy or below, the use of war poetry called soldiers is the most, but from the University, the use of war poetry called soldiers will be reduced for no other reason. The upper limit of large-scale war poetry called soldiers is to call soldiers at the demon Marquis level.

There are also war poems that can call out soldiers at the level of demon king or big demon king, but the number can only be one, which is difficult to break through this limit.

Even the extremely powerful Confucianism can summon 100000 generals. Generally, there is only one general at the demon king level and hundreds of generals at the demon Marquis level. The rest are at the demon commander, demon general or demon soldier level.

These 100000 soldiers will be enough to have an impact on the demon king, but they will have little effect on the big demon king. They will be destroyed with one blow.

All the people present are Hanlin or university scholars. They don't talk about the war poetry of great Confucianism, but only about the war poetry of Hanlin or university scholars. Therefore, the war poetry of summoning soldiers can still play a great role.

"In the face of the demon king or the Barbarian King, the main function of the poetry of summoning soldiers to fight is to obstruct. It is very unlikely that the poetry of summoning soldiers to fight will kill the demon king. Therefore, today we mainly study how to obstruct the enemy with the poetry of summoning soldiers to fight." finally, Wu Jiazhu said a clearer scope of discussion.

Around this theme, people discussed it.

After two hours of discussion, the master of the Wu family smiled and said, "I found some contradictory views. Some people think that the war poetry calling for soldiers should win by quantity, while others think that the essence is not much. Well, let's discuss around these two views. First, Mr. Sun."

After a few interest rates, Wen will fall into a heated debate.

Fang Yun didn't speak at first, just listened, and then began to participate in the debate.

When this point of view was almost discussed, Wu Jiazhu made a brief summary, and then began to throw out a new debate.

Under the guidance of the Wu family leader, the discussion of the cultural conference became more and more intense. Many people present were soldiers. People often blew their beards, stared, clapped the table and shouted. Everyone knew that it was right and wrong for people. They didn't think it was right. Those with a good temper smiled at each other.

One argument after another, even if one side cannot be fully persuaded, both sides will benefit greatly.

"The rising sun will rise. Let's discuss the last topic. Should we focus on speed or stability?"

The great scholar Zhang Chengxuan replied first: "we should give priority to speed! The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the opportunity is fleeting. In the face of a powerful demon king, we can't be stable, so we can only stop it by the fastest means, and then kill it with a sword of words, a literary platform or powerful war poems!"

"I think it's because the battlefield is changing rapidly and accidents happen again and again that we need to be more stable! Only when the soldiers are called and the poems are stable and accurate can we complete the blocking. It's useless to be too fast. It's not a race."

"That's too bad! I thought..."

Many people joined the debate one after another, and Fang Yun also participated in it. Fang Yun stood on the side of "seeking stability", because his previous combat experience told him that speed is really not as stable as stability.

Soon, Fang Yun confronted Zhang Chengxuan and they began the third confrontation at the cultural conference.

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