Saint of the Confucian way

Jiang Hechuan's voice was not loud, but the whole street heard it clearly.

Many people looked at the blue robed boy beside Jiang Hechuan. Yes, it was Fang Yun who was protected by many people a few days ago.

Isn't Wen Xiang here to catch Fang Yun? How did you accompany Fang Yun to watch the list?

What's more, he is a literary minister, a great Confucian and the leader of scholars in the kingdom of Jing!

Even the monarch was barely qualified to be "accompanied" by Wen Xiang. If Wen Xiang appeared anywhere in Jingguo, he was accompanied by local officials. If Wen Xiang accompanied a saint, wouldn't it be a mess of rites and music?

But Wen Xiang can't be rude, even more polite than everyone present.

What's the matter?

Everyone has the same question.

Chen Zhiyuan's complexion changes. He holds his fists and straightens his body.

Before the final result comes out, you must not admit defeat!

Several people in the crowd wanted to use the official seal to send letters from geese, but they found that the connection with the holy temple was blocked and could not send letters.

Ge zhoumu found that there was something wrong with the people's look, and his official seal suddenly received hundreds of wild geese. Even if it had accumulated for four days, it shouldn't be so much.

Ge zhoumu nodded to Wen Xiang Jiang Hechuan again, and then said, "Jiangzhou people try and release the list!"

With that, GE zhoumu held his official seal, and a curtain of light rose up and appeared in mid air.

The light curtain is as high as 30 stories, even at the edge of the city.

On the pale yellow light curtain, the names of 100 people are arranged from top to bottom in order.

There are a large number of people in front of the gate of the literary academy and on both sides of the East and West. However, the list in everyone's eyes is facing themselves. Whether the elderly with blurred eyes or those with poor eyesight, they can see every word clearly, as if they are right in front of them.

"Golden letter! Golden letter!" some children and scholars shouted like crazy.

Especially those teenagers or young children, raised their fingers to the top of the list and shouted for fear that others would not see it.

Those older people were so excited that their bodies trembled, their lips trembled, rubbed their eyes hard, and even pinched their thighs for fear that everything was a dream.

Some people are still confused and don't understand the meaning of the golden word.

On the huge light curtain 30 feet high, there are 99 black names, but on them, the ranking is next. In front of Chen Zhiyuan, there are thick stacks of test papers.

White paper, gold letters.

At the top is Fang Yun's Jingyi article "the end of safeguarding the people • destiny lies in man".

Chen Zhiyuan arched his hand to the giant eye and read aloud.

"The destiny lies in man, but the sky is endless... Cough..."

After reading only two sentences, Chen Zhiyuan suddenly coughed violently like tuberculosis. He wanted to cover his mouth with his hands, but he couldn't move.

"Cough..."

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth and fell on the white paper and gold characters in front of him, dyeing half a page red.

Chen Zhiyuan was more frightened in his eyes. He knew that Fang Yun's scriptures were good, but he never thought they were so good. Where is the meaning of this question? I'm afraid it can also rank in the top three in the Jinshi examination.

However, the holy pen rating, rainbow receiving and introduction, and God's will reciting are actually one. Once they appear, they will never be interrupted.

Chen Zhiyuan clenched his teeth and continued to read Fang Yun's scriptures, but his voice was not as loud and brave as before.

When reading Kong Sheng's words "people have no foresight, they must have immediate worries", Chen Zhiyuan spit blood again, spitting three times and dyeing four pages of paper.

At this moment, Chen Zhiyuan finally lost his pride. He already understood that Jiangzhou's best scholar besides Fang Yun could not understand the "stop of safeguarding the people" to such a high degree. Compared with Fang Yun, he was dying.

However, there is still a trace of unwillingness in Chen Zhiyuan's heart. He keeps cheering for himself and makes himself stick to it, stick to it, and stick to it again!

Chen Zhiyuan continued to read, vomited blood one mouthful after another, and his eyes became more and more trance, but finally finished reading Fang Yun's scriptures.

Chen Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and was in high spirits. His eyes were as bright as the sunrise.

The last page of Jingyi turned over and appeared at the door of the literary academy of strategy theory. The people had been quietly watching Chen Zhiyuan. They saw Chen Zhiyuan standing in place without saying a word, then spitting blood one mouthful after another. Finally, they suddenly admitted their mistake and fell into a pool of blood.

Then they realized that Fang Yun was indeed qualified to be accompanied by Wen Xiang.