Saint of the Confucian way
Chapter 777
Fang Yun didn't argue with Zong Wuyuan any more. He took the initiative to say to Qing Jun, "please take Qing Jun to our house. The scholars of the two countries are tired all night. It's time to have a rest."
Seeing Fang Yun's initiative to give the steps, Qing Jun immediately said, "please move Fang Xusheng to the state literary academy. Some of your entourages please go to Bashan inn to stay."
Next, officials of both sides saluted each other. Others took the carriage provided by Qingguo, and only Fang Yun's Dragon carriage flew down from the empty building ship.
When the eighteen dragon horses flew out, all the Jiao horses in Qingguo were scared to kneel down, many carriages were staggering, and even some Jiao horses were scared to foam at the mouth and fainted.
Seeing this scene, Fang Yun suddenly understood why Jiang Hechuan asked him to visit with a dragon horse luxury car.
Fang Yun looked back and saw many officials in Jingguo smiling.
The faces of the officials of Qingguo were very bad. Unexpectedly, Fang Yun was clearly a guest, but turned away from the guest. If this kind of thing spread, people who have enemies with Qingguo must be very happy and should continue to publicize it.
Although this kind of thing is small, it is related to the dignity of the country, and no one is willing to show his ugliness. In case the Wen Bao says "virtual Saint drives to Xiangzhou, Qingguo thousands of horses bow down", it will directly scold Qingguo scholars as animals.
Fang Yun didn't care much. He got on the Longma luxury car and followed Qingguo's motorcade to the State Cultural Academy for accommodation.
Fang Yun kept everything simple. After staying at the Xiangzhou Cultural Institute, he didn't sleep even if he ran all the way. Instead, he read and studied as usual.
However, a little different is that he carefully recalled the battle of today's great Confucianism and the battle over the Yangtze River several times, and deeply imprinted every detail he saw in his mind.
Before going to bed, Fang Yun recalled the memory of the inheritance of ancient demons. In a few days, he was ready to start sorting out the history of ancient demons and slowly complete the book with the emperor's code. The two sets of history books are bound to be voluminous, and they should be rolled out one by one.
These days, Fang Yun also received letters from famous medical experts. They hoped that Fang Yun would attend local medical literature conferences. Fang Yun really had no time and declined one by one.
Fang Yun knew that famous medical experts in various countries had been arguing about the theory of plague. If Fang Yun had not only sent out the first half, Dongsheng would have directly introduced the theory of plague into the temples with holy power. The clues revealed in the hunting ground were amazing. Even fools could see the extraordinary nature of this book.
However, Fang Yun never disclosed the relevant details of febrile disease, and those famous doctors never came to any results.
Almost all the medical books at the level of five wonderful masters have the potential to open the school.
In the morning, Fang Yun woke up on time, had breakfast with the officials of Jing state, and then went to Qingjun's palace in Baling city.
The literary academy is too solemn, the Yamen is too ancient, and the restaurant is too frivolous. Only the imperial palace is most suitable for officially receiving foreign envoys.
Officials of the two countries will spend the whole morning in a friendly atmosphere. Even if the two sides are about to have a civil war, they should pay attention first and then wait until after the banquet.
Baling palace is located on a mountain outside baling city. The whole mountain has been transformed by the power of great Confucianism. The mountain is like a garden and the garden is like a mountain. People can't tell whether it should be called a mountain or a royal garden.
Outside the baling palace, there are many soldiers. The periphery is the State Army stationed in Xiangzhou, and inside is the Royal Guard.
Qingjun greeted him personally at the door, and then walked in side by side with Fang Yun.
Baling Palace used to be a place for leisure, but now there is a guard in two or three steps, which is well protected.
Now, Qingguo people don't want Fang to die.
Once Fang Yun dies in Qingguo, Qingguo will bear thousands of years of abuse and even some punishment.
Qingjun encountered Fang Yun's downfall in the early morning, but today he was very excited. While walking, he introduced the baling palace.
"This pond willow is the tree of the demon world. It is born in the water and looks like a willow. It can disperse mosquitoes and fallen leaves. It is the favorite thing of fish..."
"That is the black jade rockery in the deep sea of the East China Sea. When the wind blows, there is a faint sound of tide. It is my favorite rockery."
"You see, this is the December lotus. It blooms in January and blooms until December. Every time I see these lotus flowers, I will think of your famous works. I still remember. After all, the scenery of Pinghu is different from that of the four seasons in June. The lotus leaves in the sky are boundless, and the lotus flowers in the sun are very red. Good! This poem" send Zhang broken mountain to Pinghu "is really a good poem!"
Qingjun continued in high spirits, but the look of officials in both countries has changed slightly.
Fang Yun still smiles, but he sneers in his heart.
This poem "send Zhang poyue to Pinghu" is a scenery, but it also advises Zhang poyue that he is very safe in Jiangzhou and the capital. He should be more careful in Dingyuan army. After all, he is not the same as Jiangzhou.
No matter how good this poem is, Qingjun doesn't need to recite it completely, but now he recites it in front of Fang Yun. He is learning and using it flexibly and warns Fang Yun that Qingguo is different from Jingguo. You'd better pay attention to it.
Fang Yun smiled from beginning to end as if he couldn't understand.
Some officials of Jingguo were very unhappy, but they didn't say anything.
Along the way, they finally came to the main hall of the palace, which is not comparable to the main hall of imperial palaces of various countries, but more than enough to accommodate thousands of people. There are fewer people today than yesterday. Only officials are accompanied. There are no celebrities and young scholars in Xiangzhou. Even ten old scholars who are about to participate in the literary war have not come.
In the deepest part of the hall, there are not one dragon chair, but two dragon chairs.
There are many tables and chairs on both sides of the hall.
Fang Yun and Qing Jun went to the Dragon chair, exchanged a few polite words, and sat on the Dragon chair.
Fang Yun looked down. He and the officials of Jingguo lived on the left, while Qingjun and the officials of Qingguo lived on the right. There was a lot of space in the middle.
Officials of the two countries sat at the table and watched Qing Jun and Fang Yun together.
According to the ancient rites, these people have to kneel down on their seats, but some of the etiquette has changed, and some have not changed.
"Play ritual music! Dance eight Yi!"
With the sound of music, eight rows of dancers entered the main hall, and eight people in each row danced.
"Yi" in "eight Yi" means "lie". In the Zhou Dynasty, eight Yi dance was a ritual and musical dance of the emperor's standard. Only when the emperor was there could eight Yi be danced. The six Yi is used by princes, and the four Yi is the specification of senior officials and doctors.
In those days, there was a doctor in the state of Lu who clearly only used Siyi dance, but used the Bayi dance only used by the emperor of Zhou, which angered Confucius, so he had that famous saying.
Eight Yi dances in court, which can be tolerated, which can't be tolerated!
If even the doctor can bear it with eight Yi dance, what else can't be tolerated in the world?
The position of the monarchs of various countries is higher than that of the princes in those years, but lower than that of the emperor of Zhou in those years. Either six columns or eight columns can be sent. If you want to humiliate Fang Yun, you can use six columns. If you don't want to annoy Fang Yun, you can use eight Yi dance.
Fang Yun didn't care, but the officials of King were very satisfied when they saw Qing Jun dancing with BA Yi.
When the Bayi dance was over, the officials of the Qing Dynasty arranged people to serve wine and vegetables, and the music changed from the original solemn and solemn to lively, and let the dancers in relatively exposed and beautiful clothes enter the main hall to dance for fun.
Fang Yun was not as aggressive as last night, but somewhat restrained, because after all, he was in Qingguo. If he pressed Qingguo from beginning to end, he would lose etiquette.
At the beginning, the atmosphere of the banquet was very peaceful. After Fang Yun and Qingjun had a few drinks, the two sides sent ceremony officials to praise each other. After that, the officials of the two countries ate their own food and basically didn't speak.
At the end of the banquet, an official of Qingguo suddenly stood up.
Seeing Fang Yun's initiative to give the steps, Qing Jun immediately said, "please move Fang Xusheng to the state literary academy. Some of your entourages please go to Bashan inn to stay."
Next, officials of both sides saluted each other. Others took the carriage provided by Qingguo, and only Fang Yun's Dragon carriage flew down from the empty building ship.
When the eighteen dragon horses flew out, all the Jiao horses in Qingguo were scared to kneel down, many carriages were staggering, and even some Jiao horses were scared to foam at the mouth and fainted.
Seeing this scene, Fang Yun suddenly understood why Jiang Hechuan asked him to visit with a dragon horse luxury car.
Fang Yun looked back and saw many officials in Jingguo smiling.
The faces of the officials of Qingguo were very bad. Unexpectedly, Fang Yun was clearly a guest, but turned away from the guest. If this kind of thing spread, people who have enemies with Qingguo must be very happy and should continue to publicize it.
Although this kind of thing is small, it is related to the dignity of the country, and no one is willing to show his ugliness. In case the Wen Bao says "virtual Saint drives to Xiangzhou, Qingguo thousands of horses bow down", it will directly scold Qingguo scholars as animals.
Fang Yun didn't care much. He got on the Longma luxury car and followed Qingguo's motorcade to the State Cultural Academy for accommodation.
Fang Yun kept everything simple. After staying at the Xiangzhou Cultural Institute, he didn't sleep even if he ran all the way. Instead, he read and studied as usual.
However, a little different is that he carefully recalled the battle of today's great Confucianism and the battle over the Yangtze River several times, and deeply imprinted every detail he saw in his mind.
Before going to bed, Fang Yun recalled the memory of the inheritance of ancient demons. In a few days, he was ready to start sorting out the history of ancient demons and slowly complete the book with the emperor's code. The two sets of history books are bound to be voluminous, and they should be rolled out one by one.
These days, Fang Yun also received letters from famous medical experts. They hoped that Fang Yun would attend local medical literature conferences. Fang Yun really had no time and declined one by one.
Fang Yun knew that famous medical experts in various countries had been arguing about the theory of plague. If Fang Yun had not only sent out the first half, Dongsheng would have directly introduced the theory of plague into the temples with holy power. The clues revealed in the hunting ground were amazing. Even fools could see the extraordinary nature of this book.
However, Fang Yun never disclosed the relevant details of febrile disease, and those famous doctors never came to any results.
Almost all the medical books at the level of five wonderful masters have the potential to open the school.
In the morning, Fang Yun woke up on time, had breakfast with the officials of Jing state, and then went to Qingjun's palace in Baling city.
The literary academy is too solemn, the Yamen is too ancient, and the restaurant is too frivolous. Only the imperial palace is most suitable for officially receiving foreign envoys.
Officials of the two countries will spend the whole morning in a friendly atmosphere. Even if the two sides are about to have a civil war, they should pay attention first and then wait until after the banquet.
Baling palace is located on a mountain outside baling city. The whole mountain has been transformed by the power of great Confucianism. The mountain is like a garden and the garden is like a mountain. People can't tell whether it should be called a mountain or a royal garden.
Outside the baling palace, there are many soldiers. The periphery is the State Army stationed in Xiangzhou, and inside is the Royal Guard.
Qingjun greeted him personally at the door, and then walked in side by side with Fang Yun.
Baling Palace used to be a place for leisure, but now there is a guard in two or three steps, which is well protected.
Now, Qingguo people don't want Fang to die.
Once Fang Yun dies in Qingguo, Qingguo will bear thousands of years of abuse and even some punishment.
Qingjun encountered Fang Yun's downfall in the early morning, but today he was very excited. While walking, he introduced the baling palace.
"This pond willow is the tree of the demon world. It is born in the water and looks like a willow. It can disperse mosquitoes and fallen leaves. It is the favorite thing of fish..."
"That is the black jade rockery in the deep sea of the East China Sea. When the wind blows, there is a faint sound of tide. It is my favorite rockery."
"You see, this is the December lotus. It blooms in January and blooms until December. Every time I see these lotus flowers, I will think of your famous works. I still remember. After all, the scenery of Pinghu is different from that of the four seasons in June. The lotus leaves in the sky are boundless, and the lotus flowers in the sun are very red. Good! This poem" send Zhang broken mountain to Pinghu "is really a good poem!"
Qingjun continued in high spirits, but the look of officials in both countries has changed slightly.
Fang Yun still smiles, but he sneers in his heart.
This poem "send Zhang poyue to Pinghu" is a scenery, but it also advises Zhang poyue that he is very safe in Jiangzhou and the capital. He should be more careful in Dingyuan army. After all, he is not the same as Jiangzhou.
No matter how good this poem is, Qingjun doesn't need to recite it completely, but now he recites it in front of Fang Yun. He is learning and using it flexibly and warns Fang Yun that Qingguo is different from Jingguo. You'd better pay attention to it.
Fang Yun smiled from beginning to end as if he couldn't understand.
Some officials of Jingguo were very unhappy, but they didn't say anything.
Along the way, they finally came to the main hall of the palace, which is not comparable to the main hall of imperial palaces of various countries, but more than enough to accommodate thousands of people. There are fewer people today than yesterday. Only officials are accompanied. There are no celebrities and young scholars in Xiangzhou. Even ten old scholars who are about to participate in the literary war have not come.
In the deepest part of the hall, there are not one dragon chair, but two dragon chairs.
There are many tables and chairs on both sides of the hall.
Fang Yun and Qing Jun went to the Dragon chair, exchanged a few polite words, and sat on the Dragon chair.
Fang Yun looked down. He and the officials of Jingguo lived on the left, while Qingjun and the officials of Qingguo lived on the right. There was a lot of space in the middle.
Officials of the two countries sat at the table and watched Qing Jun and Fang Yun together.
According to the ancient rites, these people have to kneel down on their seats, but some of the etiquette has changed, and some have not changed.
"Play ritual music! Dance eight Yi!"
With the sound of music, eight rows of dancers entered the main hall, and eight people in each row danced.
"Yi" in "eight Yi" means "lie". In the Zhou Dynasty, eight Yi dance was a ritual and musical dance of the emperor's standard. Only when the emperor was there could eight Yi be danced. The six Yi is used by princes, and the four Yi is the specification of senior officials and doctors.
In those days, there was a doctor in the state of Lu who clearly only used Siyi dance, but used the Bayi dance only used by the emperor of Zhou, which angered Confucius, so he had that famous saying.
Eight Yi dances in court, which can be tolerated, which can't be tolerated!
If even the doctor can bear it with eight Yi dance, what else can't be tolerated in the world?
The position of the monarchs of various countries is higher than that of the princes in those years, but lower than that of the emperor of Zhou in those years. Either six columns or eight columns can be sent. If you want to humiliate Fang Yun, you can use six columns. If you don't want to annoy Fang Yun, you can use eight Yi dance.
Fang Yun didn't care, but the officials of King were very satisfied when they saw Qing Jun dancing with BA Yi.
When the Bayi dance was over, the officials of the Qing Dynasty arranged people to serve wine and vegetables, and the music changed from the original solemn and solemn to lively, and let the dancers in relatively exposed and beautiful clothes enter the main hall to dance for fun.
Fang Yun was not as aggressive as last night, but somewhat restrained, because after all, he was in Qingguo. If he pressed Qingguo from beginning to end, he would lose etiquette.
At the beginning, the atmosphere of the banquet was very peaceful. After Fang Yun and Qingjun had a few drinks, the two sides sent ceremony officials to praise each other. After that, the officials of the two countries ate their own food and basically didn't speak.
At the end of the banquet, an official of Qingguo suddenly stood up.
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