Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun said with a smile, "how excellent the writers and writers of all dynasties are. How dare I say that I am strong? It is nothing more than taking up the New Literary Association."

The Xiangzhou people present were very disappointed at once, but on second thought, if Fang Yun just came, it would be too abrupt to press the Yellow Crane Tower.

Dong Wencong Lang said, "the future is long. As long as Fang Xusheng stays in Xiangzhou, are you afraid that the military reading tower can't compare with the Yellow Crane Tower?"

All the people around Xiangzhou were relieved and smiled again.

Fang Yun shook his head helplessly and stepped up the stairs to the wall.

Above the city wall, lanterns were hung high and banquet was displayed. Many officials or scholars got up one after another, or Fang Xusheng, or Ji Wang, or governor.

Fang Yun swept his eyes and walked to the north with a smile. There were two tables of Jiangzhou officials standing there.

"Long time no see, everyone!" Fang Yun smiled and arched his hand.

The officials bowed to Fang one after another.

Li Wenying, the head of Jiangzhou officials, went out to sharpen after becoming a great Confucian and never returned. In addition to the king of the state court, Jiangzhou officials have been replaced many times.

Nowadays, the governor of Jiangzhou Prefecture is Chen Xi's pen of Hanlin, and the governor of Jiangzhou Prefecture is a scholar of Hanlin chronicles who has just been transferred from Mizhou. In addition to these two senior officials, there are also some officials of grade four or grade five. Most of them are old acquaintances.

Feng Zimo, the king of Yuhai City Court, was transferred to the prefect and was already in charge.

Several of them have sent worship posts for Fang Yun, and have long been classified as Fang officials by the Zuo Xiang party.

Fang Yun chatted privately with these old friends in Jiangzhou for a while, then talked with other major officials in Xiangzhou one by one, and finally mainly met with the old scholars in Xiangzhou.

Old scholars in Xiangzhou include Jinshi, Hanlin and bachelor. They are either too old or just want to take care of their old age. On that day, when Dong Wencong, a state shepherd, arrived, they didn't invite many old scholars. Today, many people come uninvited.

These old scholars have a great influence on Xiangzhou. The younger generation of students are all over Xiangzhou. If they join hands, they will have more power than the state shepherd Dong Wencong.

Most old people laugh when they see Fang Yun and are willing to say more words with Fang Yun. Some even want to be a matchmaker for Fang Yun. Only a few people look cold.

In addition, there are some excellent young scholars in Xiangzhou, and Fang Yun also cordially received them.

Before the conference began, the atmosphere on the scene became very warm, which was completely different from the tension when welcoming Fang Yun.

Huahua sedan chairs were carried by the public. Even those Qing officials who opposed Jingguo sincerely congratulated Fang Yun at the moment, but after today, it's another matter.

Not long after, Fang Yun took the chair, and Zhou Mu Dong Wencong stood at the front of the banquet and presided over the cultural meeting.

Dong Wencong first opened his tongue with spring thunder and welcomed Fang Yun on behalf of the people of Xiangzhou. Then he saw fireworks flying around baling City, turning baling into a sleepless city at night.

People cheered everywhere in baling.

Subsequently, Dong Wencong counted Fang Yun's achievements.

There are only a dozen or so achievements in the performance meeting of normal officials, but Dong Wencong did not finish as soon as she opened her mouth. There are countless achievements, from children's students, scholars, scholars to university students.

In the middle of Dong Wencong's speech, an official smiled in a low voice: "what I know is to count the achievements of a governor. What I don't know is to count the achievements of all governors in a country."

People nearby nodded gently, and then all looked at Fang Yun with envy.

It is said that the pursuit of scholars is to leave a name in history after death. Now Fang Yun has made great achievements in fame and later generations.

The whole baling city was boiling from the first sentence, and people everywhere in the city cheered and talked loudly.

Fang Yun's popularity in Baling City soared at an incredible speed.

Others count their merits and the wine is still warm. Now they count Fang Yun's merits and all the dishes at the banquet are cool.

The evening wind in early autumn swept over the military reading building, bringing autumn comfort to the Literary Association.

After that, it was the normal process of performing the new text meeting. After Fang Yun delivered his acceptance speech, everyone began to eat and drink.

After eating for half an hour, Fang Yun began to toast each table.

The atmosphere at the scene was very warm. Fang Yun's status was high, but his age was small. All the scholars made rules. They were not allowed to use any force such as talent or courage to force away the drunkenness, and then began to toast. In fact, they poured Fang Yun.

Since no one is allowed to use external force to force away the drunkenness, a few people get drunk while drinking, and some officials began to say all kinds of drunken words.

"Fang... Fang Xusheng... As a Xiangzhou official, I may... May object to you, but as a scholar, I throw myself at you! Do you know? I'll give you one!" the drunk Xiangzhou official was about to kneel down and worship on the spot. Fang Yun and the people next to him hurriedly pulled him and told him to give up.

"Alas, Fang Xusheng's poems are so good! If he can write a new poem and give it to me, I will be the disciple of the king and the running dog of the governor immediately!"

"Nonsense! Fang Xusheng's poems can buy a bachelor, but can't buy you a Jinshi?"

"Great scholar? You underestimate Fang Xusheng too much. Do you believe it when I say he can buy a great Confucian? Do you believe it when I say he can buy a semi saint?"

"It's really possible!"

Although most officials are drunk, they remain sober and just talk more casually than usual.

When the crowd was almost drunk, Dong Wencong blushed and said with spring thunder: "stop drinking, stop! Little guys in baling, come and offer poetry! I told you in advance that Fang Xusheng is not going to do his best to write poetry today. If you can suppress Xu Sheng, you may have this chance in your life! Hold it!"

After July is autumn, so the Literary Association requires autumn, autumn scenery, not limited to rhyme.

After a while, young scholars from Xiangzhou came forward to write poems one after another.

Young readers are a little nervous. After all, they are facing empty saints.

Finally, a total of 30 people came to the stage to offer poems, but only one person was more than a foot high and reached the county level.

The Xiangzhou officials present were very happy. If they didn't even leave the county, they would be very disappointed.

The person who made the county poem was selected as the chief executive. Fang Yun presented the chief executive with a Jinshi Wen Bao, which made the poor scholar tremble with excitement.

The officials present were not surprised. Many people knew how rich Fang Yun's family was.

After a short rest, Dong Wencong got up and said, "please come forward and write poetry!"

Fang Yun smiled and got up. Then everyone in the audience stood up. Some drunk people cheered loudly and were very happy.

Before Fang Yun went to the crowd, he took an ink ingot and gently studied the ink. Before he could pick up his pen, someone suddenly spoke.

"Fang Xusheng, at the critical moment of competing for the first of the four talents, this poem may have a bearing on whether it can become the first of the four talents. You must not take it lightly!"

Many people were surprised to see that the person who opened his mouth was Nie changju, the Secretary of Xiangzhou rites.

Many landscape officials look ugly.

Originally, a good Xiangzhou internal cultural conference came out.

Nie changju's words are nothing more than provocation. It's good to ignore them, but he deliberately said them at the cultural meeting just to disgust people and make people unhappy.

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