Saint of the Confucian way

The plum garden is located outside the capital and on the edge covered by the power of the holy temple. It is a royal garden with all kinds of Chimonanthus and plum blossoms. It is only open in winter for tourists to enjoy snow and plum. Influenced by the power of the holy temple, the plum blossoms here often open in advance.

When the Jiao carriage passed by, all the carriages gave way and let the carriage go directly to the gate of the plum garden.

The plum garden at night is decorated with lanterns and many night pearls.

The heavy snow on the surrounding roads has been swept away, but the snow outside the road is still there. The snow white and red lights complement each other. It is full of winter and beautiful.

Jiang Hechuan seldom participated in the cultural conference. He participated in the Xuemei cultural conference in his busy schedule this year, which immediately attracted attention. Many dignitaries and dignitaries in carriages got off early and looked up.

Before the eighteen Jiao carriage arrived at the plum garden, someone informed everyone in the plum garden. Now most of the people in the plum garden came outside the door to meet Jing guowenxiang.

The people looked at Wen Xiang's carriage, the door opened, and the first to come down was a white fox.

Many people were curious, but the small meteor that came out later made many people guess that Fang Yun was in the car. Then, a bright yellow Dragon flew out of the door.

Ao Huang was about to play with Nu nu. He found that there were too many people here. The vitality of heaven and earth shook slightly, and immediately restrained his smile.

"I have seen Prince Huang!" an old official quickly saluted.

"Have seen Prince Huang!" other people also saluted hurriedly. The dragon family helped the Terran too much, so the Terrans were very grateful to the dragon family.

"Ladies and gentlemen, flat!" Ao Huang raised his head and waved Bruce Lee's claws solemnly.

Many scholars can't laugh or cry. Ao Huang is really fooling around. However, Ao Huang's name has gradually spread all over the capital. Everyone knows that he is a little dragon who is only a few years old, and no one will argue with him.

Then Fang Yun got down from the carriage and bowed his hands to greet the people.

"I've seen Fang Wenhou!"

"I've seen Fang Xusheng!"

"I've seen Fang Zhenguo..."

Greetings to Fang Yun are varied.

After Fang Yun returned the gift, he turned and stood by the door. When Yang Yuhuan got off, he took the initiative to reach out and hold Yang Yuhuan's hand.

"Be careful, don't slip." Fang Yun whispered.

Yang Yuhuan didn't expect Fang Yun to do such a thing for her under the attention of the public. It can be called a shocking move in this world where men are superior to women. Her heart is surging with heat. She wants to jump into Fang Yun's arms and cry and tell her sweetheart how moved she is, but she resists the impulse of tears, gently steps out of the carriage, lowers her head and holds Fang Yun's hand.

All the readers present were shocked.

Although Fang Yun's doing such a thing is not a big mistake, it is also enough for the censor of the supervisory yuan to participate in his impoliteness.

If you are known by the old diehards in the temple, you will be scolded by the next book.

Fang Yun looked at everyone's expressions and didn't care.

Zhao Hongzhuang and Su Xiaoxiao show envy. It's a blessing for Sansheng to treat a woman like this.

Many scholars of the Xuemei Cultural Association came with their families. Whether married women or unmarried girls, they all envy Yang Yuhuan.

"Even being a concubine of Fang Zhenguo is better than being someone else's wife..." a girl whispered.

But most men looked at Yang Yuhuan, and some young people muttered that if they had such a wife, they would treat them like this.

Not far away, an old Jinshi suddenly said angrily, "what's the style? Rites and music are destroyed, human relations are broken, and this article will not participate!" then he turned and left.

Fang Yun followed his reputation and didn't recognize the old Jinshi, but seven or eight steps away from the old Jinshi, he saw a man who rarely met but often heard his name.

Ji Zhibai, the No. 1 scholar of Jingguo this year, is the favorite student of Zuo XiangLiu mountain.

Ji Zhibai is smiling.

Fang Yun turned a blind eye and took Yang Yuhuan's hand to one side to make way for the rest of the car.

Zhao Hongzhuang and Su Xiaoxiao came down one after another, which brightened everyone's eyes again. Unexpectedly, all the women in the car were as beautiful as heaven.

Finally, Wen Xiang Jiang Hechuan got off the carriage.

"I've seen Wen Xiang!"

Everyone greeted in unison.

Jiang Hechuan nodded with an expressionless face, and then walked towards the plum garden. Fang Yun took Yang Yuhuan's hand and followed, and the others poured in.

After entering the door, Fang Yun looked around.

This is a very standard royal garden, with cobblestone paths on the ground and flower beds on both sides. All kinds of flowers and trees are planted. Under the light of red lanterns and night pearl, it is beautiful. It has the scenery of thousands of trees and flowers making clothes and combing winter makeup against the snow.

After the first courtyard, enter the courtyard inside. The courtyard is brightly lit, with tables and mats all over, surrounded by a pavilion.

There is a table in the pavilion with four treasures of study on it.

Fang Yun found that there is a clear distinction between the East and west sides of the pavilion. There is a small snow sculpture in the center of each table in the East, while there is a vase in the center of each table in the west, with a plum blossom in each bottle.

Fang Yun is hesitating about his choice. Jiang Hechuan suddenly holds his wrist and takes him to the meidang table, while Fang Yun holds Yang Yuhuan in his other hand.

The people behind him couldn't help laughing. An old Jinshi shouted, "the rebel of the Mei party, how can we forcibly rob the backbone of our snow party! His send Li Wenying in the snow for the snow party is already in town. Does it mean that some people in the Mei party don't know Fang town?"

Before Jiang Hechuan could speak, the members of the Mei party shouted, "Xueni, if you have the ability, pull Fang Zhenguo back!"

The scholar of the snow party is silent. Li Wenying is estimated to be able to do it here. Who in Jingguo dares to rob people from Jiang Hechuan except Li Wenying?

"The Mei party is really unreasonable!"

The snow party and the plum party teased each other, but there was no real attack. Some people even laughed. Only a few people really wanted to beat each other. In Fang Yun's opinion, these people must have painful snow plum memories.

Although it is cold in winter, Chen Daru, the organizer of the Xuemei Cultural Association, has changed the local environment here to ensure that the snow will not melt and will not make people feel cold.

When the crowd took their seats one after another, Jiang Hechuan coughed and said, "regardless of the snow party and the plum party, since Fang Yun is the plum party today, you should support Fang Yun in the literary list and use plum chanting poems to overwhelm the other nine countries!"

"The snow party has no borders!" one shouted, causing bursts of laughter.

Before the time came, the cultural conference did not start immediately. Everyone drank tea, enjoyed snow and plum, and the scholars everywhere were very active.

But there is something hidden in everyone's eyes.

Occasionally someone mentions the demon holy order, which will be interrupted by the people next to him.

It's too frightening for the demon man to attack the scene. It's really hard to talk about it in detail at the cultural conference before the court makes a final decision.

Ji Zhibai sat among the snow party, and many people approached him, including officials who alienated the Zuo Xiang party these days.

Ji Zhibai seemed to know nothing. He was very happy talking with these people, and the gap between the two sides was defused skillfully by him.

Not long after, a Chen Hanlin came to the pavilion and coughed. The surrounding voices stopped one after another.

Fang Yun looked up. Under the dark night, the whole plum garden was illuminated by red lanterns and white snow. Two distinct colors formed a beautiful world.

Before Chen's Hanlin could speak, Ji Zhibai suddenly got up, his tongue cracked and Chunlei said, "you know, Bai is puzzled about something. I don't know who can solve it?"

Chen Hanlin's face was heavy, but he couldn't turn his face on the number one scholar of a country, so he said, "what advice does the number one scholar have?"