Saint of the Confucian way

"OK! Zhujiang Hou is worthy of being the first person in the literary circle of Confucius. At the moment, his literary name has overwhelmed Fang Xusheng! It's our blessing that this Sanqi poem can appear in our Guangzhou city!" the governor of Guangzhou smiled and praised.

"Yes, this poem is far more wonderful than all the poems of Fang Xusheng! That song climbing the stork tower is also more wonderful than many poems of Fang Xusheng, which has the image of a town and a country!"

"Fang Xusheng, no matter what, is also a native of Shengyuan. Zhang Longxiang is the first in the Confucius holy literary circle! Even if Fang Xusheng arrives in the Confucius holy literary circle, he will inevitably say that he is the last to learn in front of the Marquis of the Pearl River!"

"Well said..."

After understanding that this is a Sanqi poem, the atmosphere of the cultural meeting was very high, but with many people crazy praising Zhang Longxiang, the atmosphere of the cultural meeting soon cooled down.

In the eyes of most people, this poem is indeed a Sanqi poem, but its value is not particularly high. After all, for the sake of rhythm, people have to sacrifice poetry, artistic conception, momentum, emotion and so on. People thought that after praising this Sanqi poem, someone would point out its shortcomings.

No one expected that many officials and generals led by the governor of Guangzhou began to frantically boast about Zhang Longxiang. It seems that Zhang Longxiang is now the first in the literary world and is only one step away from the first person in history.

At first, most people were a little confused, but they soon realized that this was a poison plan jointly set up by the governor of Guangzhou, lumenhou and Gou Bao!

Today's early spring cultural meeting is a huge trap. If Fang Yun doesn't win the first place and can't get back the things handed down by his ancestors, he will naturally bear many stigmas. But if he wins, these people will do their best to win!

Some people in the conference were not very popular, especially the young man Jie Yuan, holding the official seal and sending a book to Fang Yun, which explained the situation of the conference.

Fang Yun was on his way back to the barracks. After receiving the letter, he replied and thanked, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

"I have long expected that this kind of poison scheme can indeed cause terrible harm to others. I don't say that it will be envied or even hostile by the people in the full text circle, nor will it make the scholars in Shengyuan mainland dissatisfied. Just setting up an empty saint as an enemy is enough for the original Zhang Longxiang to drink a pot. Unfortunately, this so-called killing poison scheme not only doesn't harm me, but also helps me, which is tantamount to cooperating with Zonglei My family is building momentum for me! "

After Fang Yun returned to the barracks, the poem crazy old man sent a letter of praise, while Zhu fengqiong, the Prime Minister of the state of Qin, said he was very satisfied and had begun to build momentum for him. He hoped to cooperate with him next time to complete the plan of literary pressure on Fang Yun.

In the name of cooperation, Fang Yun asked Zhu fengqiong for a lot of information about the state of Chu, and even the portraits and origins of some scholars of the Pearl River Army.

Late at night, Wei Changxian appeared outside the carriage.

"Lord Zhujiang Hou, I will send you a gift at the end."

"Put it down." Fang Yun's voice spread to the outside of the carriage.

"Zhujiang Marquis, you have become famous all over the world! Both our marshal and Lord Qishan Marquis are trying to praise you. You can look at the discussion list, and many people praise you. Oh, by the way, I heard that you have surpassed Fang Xusheng now, you must be very happy? Ha ha..."

Wei Changxian left with a laugh.

Fang Yun continued to read with a smile.

Fang Yun could clearly feel that his statue of Wen palace was trembling slightly.

This is a sign of being promoted to a bachelor!

Once promoted to a bachelor's degree, talent will no longer be an ordinary pillar of smoke, but will turn into an inch thick cloud. With the continuous improvement of strength, the cloud will gradually thicken.

The strength of a bachelor's progress actually comes from a cloud of talent.

"As long as I am promoted to a bachelor's degree, I will immediately obtain the complete power of the Zhujiang Marquis and control the 200000 Zhujiang army. At that time, I will master the power, don't look at the faces of the lumen Marquis and Gou Bao, then integrate the army, attack the barbarians, and finally enter Liangjie mountain to complete the examination of the ninth mountain! However, before I become a bachelor's degree, I can only continue to hide my strength and bide my time!"

Two days later, the army set out and left Guangzhou city. The journey was very smooth. On the 24th day of the first month, they arrived in Zhucheng.

Zhang Longxiang's ancestors made great achievements around Zhucheng and were awarded the Marquis of the Pearl River.

Ten miles away from Pearl City, the whole army breathed a sigh of relief. The power of the holy temple can reach here, which means that the army is absolutely safe.

Fang Yun stepped out of the carriage, stood at the edge of the carriage and looked forward.

There are many banners in front, knives and guns are shining, soldiers on both sides of the road are lined up to the gate of the city, and there are many soldiers on the top of the city. Two big men with bare upper bodies are beating drums.

Under the city tower and above the city gate, there are two large stone characters of "Pearl City", with flying characters and strokes like knives.

Dong... Dong... Dong

Ten miles away from the Pearl River field, close to the army, there have been a large number of scholars, including the generals of the Pearl River Army, the civil servants of Pearl City and the local famous families.

The army was getting closer and closer to those who met. Fang Yun saw that lumenhou didn't let himself go and said to the coachman, "hurry up and rush to the front of the team."

"What if they stop?"

"I'll fix it."

"Promise!"

The coachman threw up his whip and made a loud noise in the sky.

"Drive!" the carriage sped forward.

The soldiers in front avoided one after another. Some soldiers of the lumen army clearly wanted to intercept, but hesitated for a moment and chose to retreat.

The coachman was very happy to see this scene. The literary names of tianfangyun are at the height of the sun. Ordinary lumen soldiers have been afraid to embarrass Fangyun and the coachman.

Seeing that he was about to reach the front of the army, Wei Changxian came face-to-face with a hundred cavalry troops.

"Don't speed up suddenly on the March. Please slow down the Marquis of the Pearl River." Wei Changxian was wearing light black armor. The army horse ran up and clattered with his armor.

Fang Yun motioned the coachman to slow down a little and said, "I have worked here for many years. Why don't you remind me when the army enters the city?"

Wei Changxian smiled and said, "you misunderstood me. I was about to take the Marquis to meet the officials of Pearl City. Unexpectedly, you were in a hurry. Please!"

Wei Changxian turned his horse's head and made way for the road.

"Hum!" Fang Yun was displeased and returned to the carriage.

The coachman whispered, "don't treat people as fools. If the master doesn't come, you must be absent."

The carriage went all the way, soon reached the front of the army, and moved slowly with the main generals of the army.

After hundreds of breaths, the army stopped one after another, and the carriage stopped with it.

"Here we are, sir."

With a sound, Fang Yun got out of the carriage and looked ahead. He saw that the team in front was slowly coming, with Hanlin general and Jinshi general in battle armor in front, civil servants and low-level generals in the middle, and the rest of the students in Zhucheng behind.

As the two sides approached, the people of Zhujiang City bowed to Hou Qiqi of lumen.

"Good bye to lumen Hou!" the voice was neat and the momentum was soaring.

Then, an old man with two scars on his chin stepped forward and said to Xun Tianling, "Zhang Qingfeng, Hanlin, meet Mr. Xun."

Then the others also saluted Xun Tianling.

Finally, Zhang Qingfeng looked at Fang Yun and said meticulously, "my lower official, Zhang Qingfeng, meet Lord Hou of the Pearl River!"

A strange scene appeared. Less than half of the people bent down and bowed to Fang Yun, while the rest stood upright. Some even raised their heads proudly and looked at Fang Yun with cold eyes.

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