Saint of the Confucian way

Several scholars from Minggu mansion came out and carried Chen Zhiyuan away with the Yamen.

Both Fang Yun's friends in the holy ruins and the officials sent by Yuhai City watched the list outside the literary academy. When they saw this scene, they were sorry. Everyone understood that Fang Yun and the Empress Dowager were playing a bitter meat trick. No one was angry, but they were very happy.

Yan Yukong sighed lightly: "before Fang Yun said he would abandon the exam, many people would launch slander attacks, but we have no way to fight back, because it is impossible to find those people one by one. You and I are not half saints, and we may criticize and write thousands of miles away. However, Fang Yun uses the holy pen rating to fight back, OK."

Jia Jing'an Road: "It's hard for heaven's will to recite the text, because it has to meet two conditions. One is to release important attack remarks against Fang Yun's imperial examination. However, if Fang Yun doesn't use bitter meat tactics, those people must wait and see the change. At most, they only verbally abuse, and it's impossible to write a warning attack before releasing the list. However, Fang Yun's bitter meat tactics are successful. They are deceived. In order to compete for the name of the article, they must take the lead."

"The second is the deep malice. If the malice is not deep, the divine will never come. It is' criticism ', not' slander 'or' attack '. Fang Yun said that he abandoned the examination. Those people, whether for fame and wealth, for their family and country, or jealousy, will inevitably become more indulgent, no longer restrain the other party's malice, and want not to be recited by the divine will together Not at all. "

Yan Yu nodded his head and said, "that's why I didn't criticize Fang Yun's bitter meat plan, because although he used the plan, he didn't touch the knife. Like Chen Zhiyuan, there are two knives to break his literary palace. One is the just recitation of the will of heaven, and the other is his own cutting to Fang Yun's knife! If he didn't point to Fang Yun with the knife, he would never face this recitation of the will of heaven."

"Fang Yun has been merciful to use the divine will to recite the text, because the divine will recite the text gives people the opportunity to repent. As long as they admit their mistakes in advance, they can avoid great disasters. Although the subsequent price is that once the other party's heart is moved to death, the Wengong's courage will be broken, but it's better than failure now."

"That's right. Fang Yun has left them a glimmer of life. If they don't catch it, they will die. It has nothing to do with Fang Yun."

Yan Yukong smiled when he heard "mercy".

Li Fanming thought carefully and said, "do you remember the words of the master of the Sai family, a powerful family in Shu? Write an article to attack Fang Yun personally. Now think about it, the head of the family must not make such a big mistake. In this case, I'm afraid the great Confucian Sai Xiaoyu instructed the master of the Sai family to falsely attack Fang Yun."

"I see. Sai Xiaoyu's mentor is mi Sheng. It seems that he is a few semi Saint examiners..." sun naiyong said half and shut his mouth.

Han ShouLv said with a smile: "I don't know how many bravery have been broken and how many literary palaces have been broken today!"

Yan Yukong said, "this matter... Is much more complicated than you think. Fang Yun's intention is not just to break people's courage."

"What do you say?"

"You will know in three days."

On the Jiao carriage, Fang Yun looked at the direction of Qingguo with a smile. Now it's just an appetizer. The real big meal is about to be served!

Qingguo capital, Zongjia garden.

As the most outstanding young generation of the Zong family, Zong Wuyuan became a Hanlin at the age of nearly 29. He ranked very high in the demon hunting list and was enough to rank in the top 30 among the Terrans under the age of 30.

This person is also the right waiter of the Ministry of rites of Qingguo. At the age of 29, he has become a senior official of three grades, which is rare in all countries.

Zong Wuyuan is the second son of the master of the Zong family. He has a deep study of the holy Tao of the miscellaneous family. Among the younger generation of the Zong family, the Scripture and righteousness are unmatched, even his brother Zong Wude is far from comparable. He is also the only one among the younger generation of the Zong family who has been praised by the Zong saint and is known as the pillar of the future of the Zong family.

As Zong Wuyuan, even if he hates Fang Yun as a miscellaneous family, he should not personally write an article to accuse Fang Yun. However, Zong Wuyuan wrote it.

Not for others, for the sixth brother Zong Wude.

He is very optimistic about his brother. His talent is not lower than himself. Although he does not follow the Taoist path of miscellaneous families and specializes in Confucianism, he also has a bright future. If he is with Yan Yukong, he is only a semi Saint disciple and a collateral branch of the Asian Saint aristocratic family, and his relationship with the patriarchal family is not opposite.

But now, Zong Wude is fooling around with Fang Yun and others! And since he left the holy ruins, he has said that Fang Yun is good.

Just a year ago, my brother respected himself very much. However, in one year, his position in his heart was replaced by those from the enemy country! He was not only the enemy who blocked the grand plan of the miscellaneous family, but also the stumbling block for the Pope to step into the second saint!

Zong Wuyuan is very distressed.

In order to let his brother know his way back, he wrote Li De Shu angrily yesterday to criticize Fang Yun's various behaviors.

Zong Wuyuan, dressed in white and black plum clothes, sat on the brown Xiangmu square armchair and looked at the sky outside the glass window.

"After today, Fang Yun's literary name will be damaged. If he is smart, he will hide his power and bide his time. If he is a little careless, he will never recover! Anyway, Wu De will turn back."

Zong Wuyuan thought. He got up to clean up his desk and prepare to go to the ritual Department Yamen. Suddenly, he heard what rainbow was shouting outside and didn't care.

Not long ago, a ethereal voice sounded in his ear.

"Fang Yun's game theory is unparalleled, the holy pen is rated, and the top three pick people."

Zong Wuyuan fell into a chair, his eyes blankly and muttered to himself.

"Didn't he give up the exam? How could he become a saint? Pen rating? Bitter meat trick? Attracting snakes out of the cave? What a vicious means!" Zong Wuyuan woke up suddenly and immediately bowed down in the direction of Zongjia town.

"I have known my mistake in the afternoon. I beg my ancestors to help me!"

No response.

Zong Wuyuan's heart beat rapidly, his hair stood upright, and quickly took out a jade dragon pen holder from the Yinjiang shell.

The jade dragon pen holder is light cyan, carved with two dragons playing in the water, vividly. It ends with the ups and downs of the dragon body, emitting treasure light.

Zong Wuyuan held the jade dragon pen holder and looked up at the sky. A pair of eyes were approaching.

The jade dragon pen holder emits a faint light, such as invisible water waves that constantly wash the eyes. After ten breath, the virtual shadow of the eyes disappears.

"Click..."

The Yulong pen holder cracked and cracked more and more. Finally, it broke into powder and covered Zong Wuyuan's right hand.

Zong Wuyuan looked at the jade powder, his mouth twitched, his eyes were full of blood, and his sad color was thicker.

"If you admit your mistake, there is no hope for a great Confucian. Now, if you lose the gift of your ancestors, you will destroy my life! My brother was lured astray, and today my ancestors are dissatisfied with my recklessness. In the future, new hatred and old hatred will be counted with you!"

Zong Wuyuan sat in his chair and thought for a long time. Suddenly he said loudly, "come on, contact the scum of Juwen Pavilion!" but then he was surprised and restrained his anger.

The door opened and walked into a middle-aged man of nearly 40 with a loyal face.

Zong Wuyuan squeezed out a smile and said, "Uncle you, please come. I want to entertain some friends with damaged courage in Juwen Pavilion."

The middle-aged man said slowly, "if you invite friends with damaged courage, you can invite several yesterday. After today, there may be dozens."

Zong Wuyuan was stunned. A touch of cold flashed in his eyes. He held the handrail and said with a smile, "you can do it."

"I'll go now."

Xunxian county is the fief of Xunsheng family.

Just last night, families attached to the Xun family sent people one after another to hold a grand imperial examination meeting in the Mingyue restaurant in Xun County, and even used a cultural treasure of the Xun family to temporarily expand the space of the Mingyue restaurant ten times.

This is a rare cultural conference for several years, and the number of participants even exceeds that of the Mid Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival.

Snowflake like poems were born here, and 90% of the poems directly point to Fang Yun.

Ji Mengxian, the champion of Qingguo last year, was here and became the bright moon sought after by all.

Before the state list was released, hundreds of people, scholars or scholars gathered in the Mingyue building and sat around the table, drinking or talking.

Everyone was in high spirits. They just raised their glasses to celebrate when they released the list.

However, what they were waiting for was a three-color rainbow across the sky. Everyone rushed to the window or out of the door and looked up at the sky.

Subsequently, the voice of announcing the holy pen rating appeared.

"We got caught!"

"Asshole! Everything is Fang Yun's trap!"

"Jingguo people are shameless!"

A man in black threw his cup to the ground, and a scholar of the Xun family lifted the table on the spot.

After the crash, there was a dead silence.

Everyone felt that the invisible rope thrown by Fang Yun was around his neck and couldn't breathe.

If you don't admit your mistake, at least 200 of the more than 300 people present will face God's will to recite the text!

It takes at least a bachelor to recite the text reluctantly by the will of heaven. Even in the Imperial Academy, there is a 90% chance that the text will break!

After the silence lasted for more than ten minutes, a scholar suddenly bent over and bowed to the holy courtyard and said, "I should not forget the talents of the human race because I am concerned about the celebration of the country. I should not pay more attention to intimacy and friendship than benevolence and righteousness. Since Fang Yun was rated by the holy pen, I am convinced. Since then, I will never blame Fang Yun's poetry."

When the people in Mingyue building heard this, they scolded Hanlin. They first made excuses for attacking Fang Yun, then said they were convinced because they were rated by the holy pen, and finally said they didn't blame Fang Yun's poetry, but occasionally they could say that Fang Yun was not good in other aspects, but they couldn't attack wantonly, otherwise their courage would be affected.

The Hanlin is a man of miscellaneous family. He avoids the important and plays well.

However, even the Hanlin admitted his mistake and gave the Jinshi a lift. Many people were grateful to the Hanlin.

"The student's heart is to celebrate the country... Never say that Fang Yun is not at all!"

"There is no doubt about the holy pen rating. I... the other party is in full swing."

Many people bowed down to admit their mistakes. They almost learned from the Hanlin in front, but at the back, they didn't dare to avoid the important and take the light like the Hanlin. Instead, they were determined not to be enemies with Fang Yun.

No one knows whether the recitation of heaven's will will suddenly change and fall on themselves. Some people who don't attack Fang Yun very well are also scared to bend down and admit their mistakes.

Hundreds of people admit their mistakes one after another, and the scene is very spectacular. However, the elite of those literati feel cold to the bone marrow.

These people's literary courage has been saved, but Qingguo's "literary courage" has cracked a gap that can never be filled!

Fang Yunwen's pressure on a state only shocks the "courage" of Qingguo, which can be recovered in time. However, after today, 99% of Qingguo literati will feel guilty when talking about Fang Yunwen! This is the most fatal for scholars.

"Fang Yun is so vicious! Empress dowager Jingguo is so cruel!" Ji Mengxian gnashed his teeth.

Before Fang Yun left Jiangzhou and went to the capital, he completely extinguished the arrogance of Qingguo across the river.