Saint of the Confucian way

The kongcheng Grand Canal connects the river crossing and the East China Sea and crosses the kongcheng. It was opened by Kongsheng himself and parallel to the Yangtze River, so it is called the little Yangtze River.

When the sun sets in the West and night falls, if you look down from Daofeng mountain, the jade belt like Grand Canal seems to gather all the lights of Kong City at night, like a river of lights crossing Kong City.

There are many pavilions on both sides of the Grand Canal, with bright lights. There are painted boats and pleasure boats on the canal, with laughter everywhere.

Linjiang Pavilion is located on the Bank of the Universiade river. It is a famous restaurant in kongcheng. Among the sons of the restaurant owner, the number one scholar in kongcheng, known as the number one scholar building, is a gathering place for scholars and poets in kongcheng. There are cultural meetings every day.

After decades of operation by the boss, Linjiang pavilion has been continuously expanded. It has become a restaurant that can accommodate a total of 2000 people. It is already the limit of the restaurant. No matter how big the cultural conference can be held, it can only be held at the Confucius School palace.

The invitation cards issued by the ten countries cultural association have always been strict. Only famous scholars from the ten countries are invited. It is not large, but it is the top Jinshi Cultural Association of the ten countries every year.

The carriage stopped and Fang Yun and others got off one after another.

At the moment, the three storey Linjiang Pavilion is very magnificent, and the red lanterns are hanging all over the eaves, just like a grand festival.

When they came to the front door, Qiao juze took out the invitation. The ordinary invitation card is only a piece of red paper, but the invitation card of the students of the eleventh school palace is bronzed hard paper, which is two circles larger than the ordinary invitation card.

Before Qiao juze could pass it out, the guest in front of the door quickly welcomed him. He glanced at the people's clothes and said with a smile: "brother Qiu an, I'm here to meet you. Please follow me to the third floor."

As soon as the people saw that the bosom friend was wearing a scholar's suit, which was rare in Jingguo, but it was common in Kong City, where "people walked all over the ground and scholars were as many as dogs". This person calls him "brother", but it makes them more comfortable than calling him "master". Naturally, he regards this place as an elegant cultural meeting place rather than an ordinary restaurant.

Fang Yun and others immediately bowed back and entered the main gate with the scholar.

As soon as Fang Yun crossed the threshold, he saw that there were Jinshi in white and sword clothes. Many people were talking about books, essays, piano and paintings everywhere. It was clearly a big restaurant, but there was a sense of books coming to his face.

The hall is very spacious. Tables and chairs are neatly arranged. There are flowers and plants everywhere, full of green. Many celebrity calligraphy and paintings are hung on the four walls, many but not disorderly.

At the bottom of the hall are open windows. Outside is the small Yangtze River. Ships are shuttling and lights are shining brightly. Half of the river is illuminated red.

Looking up, it can be seen that hundreds of night pearls are hanging on the roof in the center, which makes the lobby like day. Someone is looking down in the corridor on the second and third floors. Unlike the Jinshi on the first floor, the people on the second and third floors are more calm and relaxed. No matter how to cover up, their eyes are faint, somewhat proud and unattainable.

However, when these proud people saw Fang Yun and others coming in, their faces immediately changed.

"Fangzhenguo is coming." the people nearby said, and the news spread like ripples in the water.

Fang Yun and others didn't feel right before they took a few steps. As soon as they turned around, thousands of students in the whole hall were looking at themselves.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "good autumn, everyone."

Then thousands of people bowed back together.

"I've seen Fang Zhenguo!"

"I've seen Fang Wenhou!"

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The scholar told the guests to take them to the side door, walked up from the VIP stairs of the side door, and said, "as usual, the Shangshe Jinshi of the eleven countries are on the third floor, the Jinshi of the holy courtyard or aristocratic family are in the vacant room on the second or third floor, and the rest are on the first floor. Don't worry, you guys. It's a long time, but you finally stand high and see far."

"You are a scholar who can talk." Chen lile casually took out a piece of gold leaf from his purse and threw it to the scholar's bosom guest.

"Thank you, brother! You are so rich that you can tell at a glance that you are Fang Zhenguo!" the scholar knew that the guest was deliberately joking. After all, Fang Yun had just said something.

The crowd laughed and Chen lile laughed and scolded, "are you praising me or belittling Fang Yun? This is it." he pointed to Fang Yun.

The scholar knew the guest God mysteriously and said with a smile: "Fang Wenhou, if you are interested in which flower chief goddess in Kong City, I will help you pull the line. You don't know how many flower sisters in Kong City are looking forward to you reading you!"

The crowd laughed again, and Qiao juze said positively, "Fang Yun is the first of the ten great contests before he is eighteen. How can he linger in the flower streets and willows? But... It doesn't hurt to have me with him."

Everyone laughed.

The scholar knew that the guest was just an active atmosphere. What he said was often said by literati. On the third floor, he immediately closed his mouth and respectfully sent everyone into an upper room.

Before they could sit down, ten Shangshe Jinshi from Yueguo came together with a wine pot in one hand and a wine cup in the other.

Hu Shang, the leader, said with a smile, "I've been waiting for you for a long time! Apart from anything else, the ten of us first toast Fangzhen country and then Jingguo students. Benefactor!"

Fang Yun smiled and picked up the cup on the table. Hu Shang poured the wine for him himself, and then both sides drank it at once.

The third floor is like two worlds. People on the second or third floor come to Jingguo's room to toast one after another, but people on the first floor don't even have the qualification to go upstairs. They can go upstairs only under the guidance of people on the second or third floor.

"I've seen Fang Zhenguo under Jia Tingan..."

"No, Kong Deming met brother Fang. He talked about you with de Lun that day..."

"Ha ha, sun bingning has seen Fang Wenba..."

One after another, scholars from ten countries came.

Today, the eight Jinshi in Jingguo are very excited. Many people here have participated in the ten countries' grand competition in the past years. However, when they came here last year, few Jinshi came to propose a toast, but today there are an endless stream of tenants with excellent attitude. They treat these Shangshe Jinshi as the Jinshi in the holy courtyard.

Qiao juze knew in their hearts that these people respected them because of Fang Yun.

Before long, Fang Yun will enter the holy courtyard and become the best member of the holy courtyard.

However, the best scholars from the ten countries did not come here, because they were all accumulating strength for climbing the Dragon platform.

Every time on the eve of climbing the Dragon platform, the Terran and the demon world will surge in order to compete for the dragon stone and guard against each other.

Fang Yun and others were greeted and sent. They all made good friends first and prepared for the future. There was no big deal, but Kong Deming's words before leaving were special.

"The ten nations cultural conference will be held in turn. This is Gu Guo."

When Kong Deming left, Fang Yun understood it after thinking about it.

The valley state has been controlled by miscellaneous officials, even more than the king state. It can even be said that the valley state has become an experimental field for saints to verify the holy way.

The ranking of Gu Guo is the last, not to mention the defeat of Qing Guo, which stops at No. 9. It can be said that the whole country is sad. The Zong family and Xun family must hate each other. Gu Guo is likely to play tricks at this cultural meeting.

Fang Yun sneers at the prosperity of the Terran cultural society. Thousands of cultural meetings are held every day, and hundreds of thousands of cultural meetings are held during the festival. The fishy things in the cultural society emerge one after another. It is common to hold people and trample on people, secretly compete, plant and frame people, etc.

The more small articles, the more tricky they will be. For example, although the ten Chinese Culture Association is a large Culture Association, it is easy to have problems because there is no senior supervision of a higher position.

When Fang Yun attended the cultural conference in Dayuan mansion that day, he met with the leader of the cultural conference. Liu Zicheng originally wanted to use the cultural conference to suppress Fang Yun. As a result, Fang Yun controlled the whole audience with the word "there is no fragrant grass at the end of the world".

Fang Yun thought about it. After all, this cultural conference is a ten nation cultural conference. Gu Guo probably uses some small hands to disgust people. He should not use Taiji. After all, this is at the foot of the holy courtyard.

Fang Yun didn't pay much attention to the cultural conference. This kind of cultural conference is to give Jinshi from ten countries a place to communicate and get acquainted with each other. Mutual understanding is the first. As for Jinshi with real status, they don't see the glory of the cultural conference at all.

Fang Yun thought for a moment that the ten countries have been in the limelight. There is no need to press other Jinshi at this kind of cultural meeting.

After the idea came out, Fang Yun sighed in his heart. Unconsciously, his state of mind changed and he had the idea of supporting others.

"Under the Jinshi, we fight for literary names. After the Jinshi, we fight for the merits of the human race. After the great Confucianism, I'm afraid we fight for the holy way. Only by recognizing our own position can we know the direction."

Fang Yun smiled calmly and felt relaxed, while Wen Dan also made a slight, undetectable sound.

With the same heart and courage, we will go all the way.

Fang Yun looked out of the window. The autumn wind was rustling and the night stars were twinkling. The next step would be to face a new world.

Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. The most terrible thing in a person's life is not danger, but confusion. Once he loses his direction, it is more fatal than any hardship. If the direction is wrong, the road will be particularly difficult in the future.

Life often has to go through many wrong roads in order to find the right direction.

Not long after, the voice of spring thunder came from below. Everyone knew that the cultural conference was about to begin, so they walked out of the room and stood by the railing of the corridor on the third floor.

Fang Yun looked around. Many Jinshi on the third and second floors came to the railing one after another, while many Jinshi on the first floor looked at the second or third floor with envy.

At the small desk on the first floor, Shangshe Jinshi of Gu Guo presided over the conference. After the opening remarks, he talked about the rules of the conference.

There was a black box in front of him. Representatives of all countries had to draw a note from it and write poems according to the title of the note, which must be in line with the scene here and now.

Everyone could not help but frown. This kind of literary meeting to write poetry based on this scene was not absent, but it was rare to extract even the title. At the moment, it was autumn. There was a canal outside the building, surrounded by pavilions and flower boats, which was really lacking.

But this is the case with Wen Hui. There will always be all kinds of accidents. People will calm down after whispering complaints.

After that, scholars from the ten countries sent representatives to the Wentai to pick up questions, and Qiao juze went on behalf of Jingguo.

Fang Yun stood in the railing and watched the representatives of the ten countries line up to draw a note from the box. Finally, the host recited.

"Qingguo, with the title of 'trees'."

After hearing this, Fang Yun immediately remembered all kinds of tree poems, and many brand names also carry trees, which can be used in this conference. For example, "Wannian spring" and "inverted weeping willow" are all the names of trees and brand names.

After that, the host read a note from the state of Shu: "in the state of Shu, the topic is' flowers'."

The people of Shu gave out low laughter. This theme is too broad. Not to mention ancient poetry, there are many brand names, such as "chrysanthemum sky", "ManJiang red", "a pruning plum", and so on.

The host recited one after another, and finally the dark faced Qiao juze handed over his note.

"Jingguo, with the title of 'traditional Chinese medicine'."

People were stunned, and then Jinshi from some countries lost to Jingguo, such as Qingguo and Jiaguo, gave a low laugh. Traditional Chinese medicine poetry or brand names are not rare, but it is too difficult to write them well.

Jingguo people present hurriedly thought. Many people even spent their talents, but the more they thought, the tighter their brows.