Saint of the Confucian way

In the examination room, the students continued to do the test papers.

One of them, Chen Zhiyuan, with a smile and strong fighting spirit, said to Ju Ren "it's reasonable. It's not difficult for Jinshi to lift in such a small amount of time, but it's impossible to enter the top ten in a state."

"But Fang Yun did say that he had finished his answer, and Tang Wenhou would never deceive us."

"Yes, he finished the exam, but what's his level? What's his score? That's the key! And the most important thing is his attitude. He left the examination room in a day and a half. It's not rampant, but contempt for the holy way! As a semi holy examiner, you give students three days to take the exam. Some people only finished the exam in half of the time. Isn't that saying that semi holy won't give questions?"

"Nonsense! How can you accuse others like this when the national examination has not been released? Every year, there are scholars in the imperial examination, and maybe he too!"

"Then wait until the list is released."

"Hum, even if he is successful in the exam, what will happen? He is arrogant and despises the saint! It's a pity that Jingguo has lost its scholar's example!"

In the dark night, Fang Yun, dressed in a dark blue scholar's suit, left Wenyuan street and went to Fang's house with a bookcase and basket on his back.

The people in fangfu didn't know that he left so early and there was no carriage waiting, so he continued to walk. After walking for two quarters of an hour, when it was close to Fang's house, the Wenhou gold seal kept sending out strange fluctuations. Compared with normal times, the current Wenhou gold seal was like an explosion.

Fang Yun smiled helplessly and knew what was going on without looking. He is now a famous celebrity in shiguotian. Two quarters of an hour is enough for all middle and high-level scholars in shiguotian to know about it.

But it's not good not to look. Fang Yun holds Wen Hou's golden seal in his hand, walking slowly while reading the letter from the geese.

"What's the matter with you, Fang Yun? Is there something important that makes you confused? Something happened to your family or something? I want to send a book to magistrate sun, but he can't get it in the examination room! Tell me what's going on?" Cai he, the magistrate of Ji County, who is very close to Dayuan Prefecture, first sent a book.

"Are you crazy? Make it clear quickly! We sent you to the examination room yesterday and left Dayuan mansion. We just arrived in Qingdu today. We are going to drink three smallpox wine and then go to Kong City to participate in the literature meeting of the Double Ninth Festival! We are discussing that you can't write town poems in Chongyang energy conservation, but we got the news that you abandoned the examination! What's the matter with you?" the second letter is our friend Li Fanming.

"Where are you? I'll pick you up." Lu Hongyi, governor of Jiangzhou, said little, but his friendship was heavy.

"Return to the flag drum and take the exam next year. There is no need to worry about farting." Fang Yun smiled knowingly after reading Li Wenying's biography, and his heart was even more moved. The great scholar deliberately said this in order to comfort himself. It can be said that he was well intentioned.

"Fang Yun! What are you doing? Kill me yourself! You're from Jingguo, a country where culture is dominant. If you abandon the exam, your reputation will be ruined! Others call it abandoning the exam. You call yourself isolated from the holy way and saints! Where are you? Tell me what's going on!" Dong Wencong of Yuhai Zhifu's words are full of anxiety.

"What happened that led you to abandon the exam? If you can trust me, you can say it."

"You have seed! Damn it, we Jingguo people have seed! Dare you abandon the exam? I'll never beat you when I meet again after I've wiped out the grass!" this is Zhang poyue's.

"We are all waiting for news in the editing and reviewing Institute of the holy way, and half of the holy way is in chaos. This is a shocking event, and you must not make mistakes!" warned the editing and reviewing Institute of the holy way.

"We Qingguo literati have been laughing crazy and are preparing to attack you. We have joined hands with the most powerful people in Juwen Pavilion. We have sharpened 'ink' and are only waiting for an inch of pen to pollute your name and block your holy way." this is Zong Wude's idea.

"I believe there's another reason. If you have a clear conscience, you don't have to care about others." Fang Yun said after reading his heart. Yan Yukong was different. Obviously, he just raised people, but he was more calm than many Jinshi.

"You! You! You! Why on earth?" Zhao Hongzhuang, who was far away in the capital, sent a letter.

"You almost died of grief!"

Fang Yun shook his hands when he saw that the Empress Dowager should personally send a letter to himself, which made waves in his heart. If the outside world knew, he didn't know what rumors would be made up.

The Empress Dowager has a special identity. Even sending letters to those scholars of the great Confucianism University Let eunuchs and eunuchs transfer. She will never send letters to others in person, because it is a royal etiquette.

I'm afraid this is the first time in several years that the Empress Dowager has personally sent a letter to an outsider.