Saint of the Confucian way

"I've seen Fang Xusheng!" the people in front of zuoye's door, regardless of their official position and literary position, all took the initiative to greet, even Zuo Xiang was no exception.

"Good spring, everyone." Fang Yun also politely saluted and glanced at everyone.

In an instant, the faces and expressions of hundreds of people were firmly remembered by Fang Yun. Whether they were sincerely welcomed or pretended to be flattered, whether they had a grudge or a conflict, Fang Yun could guess 70% or 80%. As for the other 23% of people, they were either very self-restraint or covered up with the power of miscellaneous experts, which was difficult to see through.

However, everyone knows who is in what faction.

After Fang Yun returned the gift, his eyebrows moved a little.

Ji Zhibai's look is wrong, which is slightly different from his attitude in the hunting ground a few days ago. Although this difference is very small, it makes Fang Yunxin different.

Fang Yun asked Yang Yuhuan to go first to Qiao juze's family members, and then to the Jinshi who participated in spring hunting. He was wearing the Jinshi Wen suit, not the national uniform of the zhenguogong.

When he came near, Fang Yun smiled and said, "congratulations to brother Ma chaoming, brother he Ludong, brother sun Mingsun and brother Shen Hao on their promotion to Hanlin."

The four returned the salute in unison. Ma chaoming, a poem maniac, said with a smile: "the four of us are going to jointly hold a Hanlin banquet in a few days to celebrate the promotion of Hanlin. Fang Xusheng must be present and will not return if he is not drunk!"

"That's nature."

Ji Zhibai smiled and said, "I think it's better to wait a few more days, wait for the other middle-aged elders to be promoted to Hanlin, and hold another Hanlin banquet for more people!"

Everyone laughed together.

Some leftists looked at Ji Zhibai and showed displeasure. Unexpectedly, Ji Zhibai helped Fang Yun.

"That's right! I just got a good news from the sanctuary. The Chunyang apricot forest and orange well spring fragrance in the hunting ground have been moved outside the hunting ground by Lord Jinglong, the eastern holy king. It will become one of the holy places for doctors. If doctors in the ancient wasteland make contributions, they can go there to practice enlightenment. According to the truth, the doctors who go there to practice enlightenment in the future will call you teacher."

He Ludong said with a smile, "Fang Xusheng, since you have created a holy land for doctors, when can you create a holy land for soldiers?"

Ma Chao understood he Ludong and said: "Can the holy land of doctors and the holy land of strategists be equal? The holy land of doctors can be formed only by relevant medical ethics and visions, but the holy land of strategists needs a real bloody war! Sun Tzu's destruction of the capital of Chu, Sun Bin's war to encircle Wei and save Zhao, and Bai Qi's Changping war all form the holy land of strategists. Fang Xusheng almost doesn't major in military ethics. How can he lead the army?"

"I'm not sure. Anyway, you've seen his art of war. It's very wonderful. Even if I've led the army for many years, it's hard to catch up with it." he Rudong said.

Fang Yun moved in his heart and said with a smile, "general he, since you have been promoted to the Imperial Academy, your position will be promoted again. I don't know where general he wants to go? Is there a military order in the Marshal's house?"

He Ludong's face flashed a hint of joy, but soon returned to normal and said, "the military order has not been issued yet. Since the north of Jingguo is tight, the grass will go south sooner or later. I prefer to go to the north to serve the country."

"The general is not afraid of dangerous places. He is a model for our generation. I wish the general a prosperous military career and a high literary position!"

"Xie Fang's empty Saint auspicious words."

"By the way, if general he comes to the north and meets Zhang poyue, he will help me beg for the eagle demon handsome he owes me."

"I've heard about it too! You gave him a song 'the lotus leaves in the sky are boundless, and the lotus flowers in the sun are different red'. He just returned you a demon handsome. It's really a great profit! When I take office, can Fang Xusheng give me a poem?"

"That's settled," Fang Yun said with a smile.

The people talked and laughed. Suddenly, the main gate of the palace roared, and then opened slowly.

The audience was surprised.

"What's the matter? Why open the front door?"

"Can't the forbidden guard open the wrong door? The main door of the palace is related to the national system. Opening the main door indiscriminately is against the big gift!"

"Shouldn't..."

In the confusion of the people, when the gate of the Imperial Palace was officially opened, a servant said with a spring thunder: "Empress Dowager Yizhi, Fang Xusheng led Jingguo Jinshi to take the lead and raise the prestige of our country. It is a grand event not seen in a thousand years. The main gate is specially opened to welcome 30 meritorious officials!"

"I see!"

"If you can afford it, Fang Xusheng can afford to open the main door!"

"Yes, Fang Xusheng is qualified to go through the main gate with the respect of Xusheng, not to mention making this amazing achievement!"

People are jubilant, especially those small officials or young people. If they can go in and out of the main door, it is a great honor, which is more rare than receiving gifts from the royal family.

Jiang Hechuan smiled and seemed to have expected that. He stroked his white beard and said, "thirty meritorious heroes, please enter the Palace first."

The other Jinshi hesitated and looked at Fang Yun together.

Fang Yun couldn't move. They didn't dare to take steps to kill them.

Fang Yun nodded gently, arched his hands and said to the palace, "thank you, Empress Dowager longen."

With that, Fang Yun walked to the front door, and the other 29 Jinshi followed behind.

In the palace, music sounded, indicating the beginning of the admission of the early spring cultural conference.

Entering the main gate, Fang Yun looked up and saw that the palace was divided into three parts by Fengtian gate and Jingshui river. The three parts were each equipped with a large number of tables and chairs, forming three equal seats.

Led by the eunuch, Fang Yun and others walked from the main gate of the palace to Jingshui bridge, passed through the lowest seat, then went to Fengtian gate and left the middle seat.

Finally, the crowd came to the square in front of Fengtian hall. Only those people with the highest status in Jingguo and thirty meritorious officials could sit here.

This year's seats are different from previous years.

In previous years, at the place closest to the Fengtian hall, there were seats for all great scholars, great scholars and imperial relatives, followed by a large round table shared by 30 scholars, only ahead of the Hanlin seats.

But today, the large round table with a red tablecloth is under the steps of the Fengtian hall.

Today, thirty meritorious men are the chief of Jingguo!

The new Jinshi are just excited, the young Jinshi are just filled with emotion, but the middle-aged Jinshi are all full of tears.

These scholars participated in spring hunting in ten countries for many times. Before each early spring cultural meeting, although they were not very ashamed, they had no light on their face. Fortunately, they didn't blame them. After all, they tried their best.

At every early spring cultural meeting, these people live like years and want to end early.

Every year at the early spring cultural meeting, they imagine the scene of the strong national day merit meeting, and always feel ashamed to face the people of Jingguo.

But today, with their chests up and their heads up, they can sit here without shame or remorse!

The tears of the middle-aged scholars blurred their sight. The tears seemed to block everything in the world, except the young but tall figure.

Fang Yun is leading them forward, just like in the Jinshi hunting ground, Fang Yun welcomes hundreds of thousands of demons and savages and the Lord of plague!

Every Jinshi seems to see the future of Jingguo, not behind Fang Yun, not at Fang Yun's feet, but on Fang Yun's shoulders!

Thirty Jinshi move forward step by step, forming an invisible resonance.

Tens of thousands of people behind him were also infected, and many scholars were more firm in their steps and clearer in their eyes.

Because they also see the future of Jingguo, on Fang Yun's shoulders!

An old woman over 70, wearing a patent suit, took her grandson's hand and whispered, "remember that figure and follow him all the time."

"Why?" the child wondered.

"Because ah, he is leading the way for the Terran."

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