Saint of the Confucian way

Infatuated, like a spring breeze.

Every official was elated and listened carefully to Fang Yun.

They didn't even find that light golden words appeared on the trunk surface of the two apricot trees, flowing slowly from bottom to top. Each word was said by Fang Yun. It seemed that the apricot tree was not rooted in the soil, but in the book mountain and in Fang Yun's literary palace.

When the golden flow appeared, the height of the two apricot trees stopped at 16 feet.

I saw these golden flow words flowing slowly upward from the trunk to all the branches, and then formed one red flower after another. Some flower blossoms cracked and white apricot blossoms emerged.

White petal surface, golden light flowing, words flowing on calyx.

The faint aroma of apricot flowers filled the literary academy.

Outside the Academy of Arts, many scholars talk bitterly.

"This is the holy apricot flower! It is said that as long as all apricot altars bloom, important people of the Terran will break their heads and enter them to breathe the fragrance of the holy apricot flower!"

"Unfortunately, we can only smell it when we enter it. We can only imagine. It is said that the most important thing for children is to open wisdom and fragrance, but for us adults, the fragrance of holy apricot flower is a first-class deity. It is said that the pollen of holy apricot contains fragments of the holy way. After absorption, it will gradually open in the literary palace, which will not only strengthen the mind, but also enhance the literary courage of the literary palace."

"Even the holy apricot flowers are available. It seems that it's only a matter of time before the little holy apricot comes out. According to the rules, the holy apricot culture meeting will be held after the holy apricot results."

"First smell the fragrance of sacred apricot flowers, and then eat sacred apricot fruits, but the beauty of life recorded in history, I didn't expect to be close to us."

"It's as close as the end of the world."

"I'm so rude! The people of Jingguo are so lucky. Not long ago, 300000 troops won battle poetry YONGGU, 300000! Because of the role of battle poetry YONGGU, even 300000 scholars have the strength of 300000 people, and there are no 300000 people even in the strongest countries. I doubt that the holy courtyard will open the back door for these 300000 war poetry YONGGU soldiers Their extra admission quota! How long has it been? In less than a month, the small apricot altar appeared in baling. Who is not the dragon and Phoenix among the people when these Xiangzhou officials go out in the future? "

"It is said that the kingdom of Jing has been weak for many years. If I can get the eternal stability of war poetry, and then smell the fragrance of holy apricot flowers and eat holy apricot fruits, I am also willing to be weak in the kingdom of Wu!"

"Your news is lagging behind. On the day after the war of Ning'an, someone in the ritual Hall said that the land recovered by Jingguo once belonged to four states. Then Jingguo can add four new imperial examination places, but only 300000 troops are allowed to participate in the imperial examination in these four states within five years, and make changes in five years."

"Five years later, even if Jingguo is a real Kyushu country, it is ranked as a big country? Heaven, saints, the heaven of Shengyuan continent has become too fast. Just five or six years ago, Jingguo may be destroyed at any time, but now, like blowing air, it expands into a Kyushu country in the blink of an eye."

"Although the ceremony hall spread words like this, it immediately attracted opposition. If there was no accident, even if it was done, the number of imperial examination places in the four states would be very small. But now that there is a small apricot altar holy land, they are afraid to offend Fang Yun. I'm afraid the opposition will decrease sharply and take advantage of Jingguo again."

"Well... It turns out that the people of Jingguo are luckier than I thought. The 300000 soldiers are smarter than before. Now they are kept in captivity and study hard in Jingguo. All the places in the four states will be given to them in five years. I can't imagine how many Jinshi and Hanlin will be born in the future."

"It's not terrible to have more Jinshi and Hanlin, but they are all Fang Yun's disciples, which is terrible."

People nearby were stunned for a moment before they realized the terrible situation.

Most of the 300000 soldiers are from poor backgrounds. Even if there are children and scholars, they must be poor, because people of noble families or higher status will join the army at least in the examination.

If there is no accident, 99% of the 300000 soldiers have no mentor, and at most have a teacher.

Then, they will all worship Fang and transport them as teachers.

This means that in less than five years, there will be a large number of students in the Fang Yun games, and each of them has literary positions. Once these people are scattered throughout the Jing state, whether they continue to join the army, enter the civil academy, or concentrate on the holy way, they will eventually become a part of the Ning'an party.

"In history, whether it is Cao Cao or Yuan Shao, whether it is LV Buwei, LV Sheng or Zhao Gao, they all once had power to the ruling and opposition, but their party members can never reach the height of Ning'an party."

"For the first time, I felt that a party of scholars could be described as ants."

"Really too much."

"I hope he can be canonized. Maybe after he is canonized, our whole family will benefit."

"His talent is enough to be canonized, but it's hard to say whether he can be canonized in the end. I heard that when he was in Ning'an City, he said he would bury the holy valley. I'm very opposed to this. The talents of the human race over the ages are like stars and rain, and there are not 10000 or 8000 scholars who have the posture of canonization. Why are there only 100 holy statues in the temples? It's very simple. Most of them die before canonization."

"Indeed, if I were Fang Xusheng, I would never leave Shengyuan and practice all the time, even if it is slow for decades."

"So you can't be Fang Xusheng."

"Fang Xusheng can wait, but Jingguo can't afford to wait. Maybe the Terrans can't afford to wait either."

Sigh, I don't know whether I regret that Fang Yun is about to go to dangerous places, or sigh for the future fate of the Terran.

In the new small apricot altar holy land, except for the two apricot trees, the rest are ordinary. Fang Yun is always giving lectures as usual.

Time soon passed noon, came to the afternoon, but no one shouted hungry.

Pen and ink are like food, knowledge can fill the stomach.

In the afternoon, Fang Yun finished what he had to say, and then entered the final question and answer session of the lecture.

Officials asked questions one after another, and Fang Yun answered them one by one for exchanges.

At night, Fang Yun answered the last question and suddenly shut up. Then he closed his eyes and sat motionless in his chair.

Everyone was stunned. Did Fang Yun Sheng Dao have a problem?

All the people were nervous and hurriedly stared at Fang Yun.

After a few breaths, Dong Wencong whispered to every official and said, "Fang Xusheng's skin glowed. When he answered the last question just now, his mouth was fragrant. This is a precursor to his promotion to a great Confucian! He seems to be suppressing the realm. From now on, until Fang Xusheng opened his eyes, everyone is only allowed to whisper in secret without making any sound!"

Many people sucked their noses, and immediately felt a strong aroma of apricot flowers coming to their faces. They were wondering whether it should not be the fragrant smell before they were promoted to a great Confucian. Then they smelled that the apricot flower fragrance was mixed with a strange smell of books and ink. However, these people once again wonder, how can apricot flowers smell around September?

Until then, people looked around to find the source of aroma.

After seeing two apricot trees, everyone was shocked, his eyes were confused, and then his face showed ecstasy.

A small apricot altar is formed here!

Some people almost shouted out, and then hurriedly covered their mouths and choked, so that they coughed, others had a fork in their breath and cramped, and all kinds of ugliness.

No one is to blame for the ugliness except that many people turn a blind eye to the person who coughs.

Everyone is extremely happy.

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