Saint of the Confucian way

As soon as Fang Yun arrived at Kong City, he received a few leaflets, all of which were sent by friends in the holy ruins and said to come together.

Fang Yun shook his head after watching the holy ruins. All the people in the holy ruins were suffocated for the holy ruins. They went crazy these days. After the Double Ninth Festival was completed on Mount Tai, they played all over Qingguo and Kong City, and just came together to watch the Ten Kingdoms ratio.

Those who participate in the ten countries' grand competition are the Shangshe people of various countries. Among the people in the holy ruins, only Fang Yun and Yan Yukong are not inferior to the Jinshi of various countries in Lingyan Pavilion. They enter the Shangshe of Jingguo and Qingguo respectively, so they can participate in the ten countries' Grand competition.

Jingguo dormitory area is a row of 20 single courtyard wooden buildings. Fang Yun took a break after entering. He heard that the gate was pushed open and a group of people from the wild holy ruins came in with wine and vegetables.

Fang Yun smiled helplessly and came out.

"Hello, Fang Manchu! I'm Zong Wude. I've been trying to strangle you!" Zong Wude walked in with a jar of wine in both hands.

"We must strangle Fang 12, or we'll never make it out!" Li Fanming shouted, holding up a string of greasy paper bags.

"I don't strangle you, but I understand how they want to strangle you!" Yan Yukong smiled, took out the rolled blanket from the drinking River shell, threw it on the ground, stretched out his foot and kicked it, and spread it out.

After a while, Shangshe Jinshi from Jingguo joined in. Then, people from other countries who wanted to visit joined in. Finally, a full 50 people gathered together to form a small-scale cultural conference.

They talked about everything and didn't disperse until late at night.

The first day of October is the release date of the holy way every month and Wen Bao every ten days.

Countless people gathered outside Jingguo school palace, from senior officials in the Imperial Academy, to scholars, to peddlers and soldiers. Tens of thousands of people were blocked outside the bookshop selling the monthly journal of Shengdao, and there were more and more people, so that the school palace had to temporarily open three more outlets.

Before the holy way was officially sold, all Jingguo people were very excited and talked about it.

On the contrary, the calmest are the small vendors selling books and newspapers in xuanting bookstore. They push carts with neat clothes, and the banners and banners on the carts are also neat and uniform.

"In the history of the holy way, an old man snorted coldly:" what else can we see in these two issues of the holy way except Fang Yun's poetry and prose? "

There was silence around, even though more than half of the people here hated Fang Yun.

"The holy way is on sale! Because there is a supplement, the price is increased by ten Wen!"

Qingguo people curse Fang Yun in their hearts, but they squeeze harder. The person who believes that the holy courtyard will not send out supplements for Fang Yun is the most active.

Kong Cheng, outside the bookstore of the Confucius School palace.

A lot of the holy way sold.

In the past, the first people to buy the holy way would certainly shout and publicize what good content there is. But this time, after seeing the catalogue, the readers who bought it did not say a word and squeezed out desperately.

Many people were puzzled, but when they bought it, they looked at the catalogue. Like the previous people, they didn't shout or shout. They tried their best to leave. They must find the quietest place and read today's holy way with the fastest speed and the most pious heart.

An old scholar looked at the lines in the directory of the holy way and said to himself, "this is the real holy way."

"There are three ways of painting and calligraphy for the human zither. I'm afraid the weather will change from now on! Maybe hundreds of years later, the Fangzhen parliament will become the ancestor of many schools."

In the Confucius palace, Shangshe scholars from Jingguo gathered in Fang Yun's yard.

"In this first competition, we should not become the 11th, otherwise we won't even have a chance to enter the second competition!"

"Our goal is to protect ten against nine!"