On the first day of November, at dawn, the streets across the human race were already deserted, and countless people flocked to the gates of various literary academies.
Especially in the counties governed by the palace examination candidates and the cities where they were born, at least one-third of the citizens went to the academy.
In the three cities of Ji County, Ning'an County and Beijing, more than 70% of the residents left home early with their families and went to the local academies of literature, which was more spectacular than the Dragon Boat Festival outing, Double Ninth Festival climbing and Lantern Festival viewing.
In Ji County, the main gate of the Academy of Literature was wide open.
Early in the morning, Magistrate Duan, along with officials of all ranks from Ji County, stood in front of the Wenyuan Square and the Holy Temple.
Behind these officials came the wealthy and prominent families and scholars of Ji County, while other common people stood outside the gate, eagerly waiting.
Among the officials in the front, an old man in silk clothes was the most eye-catching, and he was not a scholar.
However, all the officials present were respectful to this man.
"Fang Xusheng was able to become the first of the ten top scholars in the history, and he won the talents of ten countries. Old Master Fang, as the patriarch of the Fang family in Ji County, you also have a share of the credit!"
"Mr. Fang is a man of great virtue and kindness. He is truly a role model for our generation!"
"Mr. Fang is truly a pillar of the Jing Kingdom and a dragon and phoenix of the human race."
Old Master Fang laughed and waved his hand, saying, "You should use these words to praise my grandson. My old bones can't stand such praise. It will shorten my life."
The old man stroked his long white beard, squinted his eyes and smiled.
Magistrate Duan whispered, "Mr. Fang, I heard that Fang Xusheng would send at least one letter home every month. You are in charge and read it aloud in person..."
“Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough… County Magistrate Duan said? I’m old, and my ears are useless!” After Mr. Fang shouted, he continued to stroke his long beard with his hand and looked up at the sky.
Everyone present looked at Magistrate Duan. Even though he was a seasoned official, Magistrate Duan couldn't help but blush. Then he gritted his teeth and raised his voice, "I wonder if you can sell the letter from Fang Yun in your hand? I only want one."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present had bright eyes, some even had green eyes like hungry wolves. That was Fang Yun's family letter. If it was given to any famous family, it would be a family heirloom. If Fang Yun was canonized, it would be a hundred times more precious.
"? I can't hear you clearly! Wait until my ears get better." After saying this, Mr. Fang folded his hands on his lower abdomen, squinted his eyes, and said nothing.
County Magistrate Duan glared at Mr. Fang fiercely. Finally, he sighed and couldn't say anything more. As a county magistrate who had passed the imperial examination, he naturally couldn't be afraid of the patriarch of a small county or a small clan. But now the Fang family in Ji County has become a virtual saint and wealthy family. When Fang Yun officially establishes a wealthy family, Mr. Fang will at least be a patriarch.
No matter how weak a wealthy patriarch is, he cannot be offended by a Jinshi, let alone a Grand Secretary.
Some of the scholars from Ji County behind the official laughed secretly, while others talked in a low voice.
The patriarch of a prominent family in Ji County, Mr. Su, also sighed and said, "I just couldn't save my dignity at that time. If I didn't save my dignity, Fang Xusheng would have been my grandson-in-law!"
"Bah! Fang Yun's legal wife can only be Yang Yuhuan. Even if you are shameless, you can't snatch such a good son-in-law!"
"Yes, old Su. Aren't you afraid of shortening your life if you say that?"
Su Juren sneered, "Where did I say legal wife? I wanted my granddaughter to be Fang Xusheng's concubine! Unfortunately, I was one step behind. Fang Xusheng and I are still friends. The carriage that Fang Xusheng used to take the first step in his canonization was given to him by me!"
"Isn't it just a carriage? How did it become the carriage for the first step of canonization? It's so out of repair!"
Mr. Su chuckled and said, "When Fang Xusheng returns home in glory, I will step forward and say a few words to him. Can you guys do that?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.
Everyone was stunned, and they really couldn't get a word in. When Fang Yun became a Tongsheng, everyone paid attention to him, but it was too late. By the time they realized the importance of it, Fang Yun had already left Ji County and headed for Dayuan Prefecture. No one expected that since then, Fang Yun has been promoted step by step, and has never looked back. He has reached the first level of Wen in three months, which is jaw-dropping.
Mr. Su looked at a young boy who was younger than Fang Yun and said, "Zhongyong, don't worry if you didn't pass the exam this year. Wenqu will be sent by heaven, and the star of Wenqu will increase tenfold. You will definitely pass the exam next year. Within three years, Fang Xusheng will definitely return to Ji County to visit his relatives. By then, you can ask for advice and maybe you can get the top score like Fang Xusheng!"
Fang Zhongyong bowed and said, "Thank you very much for your teachings, Mr. Su. When my uncle comes home to visit his family, I will seriously ask for your advice."
Several old scholars nearby glared at Su Juren, one of them said helplessly: "Look, this old guy is still smart. He started to take action against Fang Zhongyong early in the morning. Although his relationship with Fang Xusheng is distant, it is close. The Su family is getting more stable."
"I wonder if Fang Xusheng will return home in glory. Maybe when he speaks the truth and waves his sleeves, all the children in our clan will benefit!"
"Yes, we are just waiting for the arrival of the Void Saint! Everyone is looking forward to it!"
"Yeah, yeah... Eh? There seems to be some starlight around Wenquxing."
Everyone looked up and saw the huge Wenqu Star hanging high in the sky. It was already dawn, but there were still some stars surrounding the Wenqu Star.
Capital city.
In front of the holy temple of Jingguo Academy, the king, the empress dowager, and all the civil and military officials are present!
When the results of the palace examination were announced last year, only the Left Prime Minister and the Assistant Prime Minister were waiting here for Ji Zhibai. Not to mention the King, the Queen Mother, the Right Prime Minister and the Minister of Literature, even the six ministers were not present.
Today, whether the left-wing party is willing or not, they have no choice but to accept it.
Some people noticed the awkward look on the faces of the left-wing party members, and were secretly delighted. How dare the top ten students of Xusheng High School not come? Just wait for the punishment from the Palace of Rites!
Except for the left prime minister's party, all the officials in the court were in high spirits.
"That day, Saint Fang Xu broke the record of Jing country's unparalleled top scholar. He was already a great talent. But this time, there was a person who ranked in the top ten and all top saints. If I hadn't guessed this possibility long ago, I would have been scared to death! All top ten top saints, the other nine countries don't have a single top scholar! Hahaha, let them laugh at our Jing country for often not having a top scholar. Today we will avenge our previous shame!"
"Fang Xusheng has won all the Saintly Fronts that can be won, and all the A-levels that can be won. He can be called the true Fang Quanjia! Fang Shengqian!"
"Oh, right, the Ministry of Rites should quickly prepare the official titles. One official title is equivalent to one official title. If Fang Xusheng goes out on the street with all his equipment, I wonder how long the honor guard will be."
"Great!"
"A half-saint is a half-saint. How can the incident in Changxi Village affect the virtual saint? Besides, he did nothing wrong!"
"If Fang Xusheng was wrong, doesn't that mean that a certain prime minister or a certain party was right? It's ridiculous!"
"When Fang Xusheng returns to Beijing to report on his work and get married, we must celebrate!"
Behind the officials in the capital were the students from the academy.
"I should have expected the great talent of Fang Xusheng."
"In the Ten Kingdoms Competition, he single-handedly defeated all the other heroes. In the Jinshi Hunting Ground, he single-handedly turned the tide and caused the number of imperial examination quotas in my Jing Kingdom to increase dramatically."
"Even more fortunately, now that Wenqu has descended from heaven, the number of Jinshi candidates admitted this year will increase greatly. Adding the two together, I'm afraid that the number of new Jinshi candidates in Jingguo this year will be more than the total number of the previous ten years!"
"It's a pity that Fang Xusheng needs to go to the Holy Academy for training, otherwise we would feel more at ease if he were in charge of the northern part of Jing Country."
"No! Demon Saint Lang Lu is invading the south himself. The north of Jing Country is more dangerous than Liangjie Mountain. Fang Xusheng must not stay there!"
"makes sense."
"Huh? Above the day, there are stars in the sky."
People in the capital looked up at the sky. It was a clear blue sky with many extra stars on the side of Wenquxing.
Ning'an City.
Almost 90% of the residents came to the outside of Wenyuan. The entire Wenyuan Street could no longer accommodate so many people, and even several nearby streets were crowded with people.
Inside the Academy of Literature, in front of the Holy Temple, Fang Yun led all the officials to stand.
Fang Yun was calm and composed, as if this was not the announcement of the results for him, but just the end of an ordinary exam.
Those officials were extremely excited from the moment they came in, chattering endlessly like students in a classroom without the teacher.
They were chatting happily when Fang Yun suddenly frowned and looked up at the Wenqu Star in the center of the sky.
Wenqu is surrounded by stars.
Fang Yun stared at the stars for a long time but couldn't figure out what was going on. The stars were not harmful to Wenqu Starlight, but Fang Yun always felt upset.
"Is that starlight?" Yu Bachi asked in a low voice.
"It looks like a good omen."
"It doesn't look like a bad omen, but Lord Fang seems unhappy."
"My Lord, do you know what that is?"
Fang Yun shook his head gently and said, "I don't know, I just feel that the starlight makes me uncomfortable."
"That's strange."
Fang Yun felt that the starlight was not simple, and kept looking for clues in the ancient monster heritage.
Unfortunately, the ancient demon's inheritance is only the memory and blood power of the Fu Yue clan. If it is something that even the Fu Yue clan cannot be sure of, Fang Yun can do nothing about it.
After thinking for a quarter of an hour and searching through all the ancient demon inheritance, Fang Yun still couldn't find any useful clues and had to give up.
Suddenly, Guan Yin received a letter with a unique mark, which was forwarded by the Dragon Clan through the Holy Academy.
Fang Yun thought it might belong to Ao Huang, and opened it immediately.
What appeared before his eyes was a font he had never seen before. At first glance, the font looked elegant and beautiful, but upon closer inspection, the strokes were as sharp as swords.
Fang Yun read it carefully.
The letter said that Ao Huang had reached the critical period of impacting the Dragon King, and the dragon soul of the Destruction Yellow Dragon was in harmony with Ao Huang, and was using the secret method of the dragon clan. Once Ao Huang was promoted to the Dragon King, he would gain a little destructive power and overpower the other dragon kings.
The letter also said that the starlight around Wenquxing should be a treasure or a powerful force. The Dragon Saint of the East Sea guessed that the starlight might be the power of a great figure of the imperial clan in the legend, or the power of the "Chaos Star Chessboard", or it might be the long-lost imperial clan treasure "Canggu Galaxy".
The letter ends with four words.
Yuwei bows her head.
Fang Yun looked at the word "Yuwei" and a white dragon shadow seemed to appear in front of him. Then, countless stories about Ao Yuwei, the first princess of the East China Sea Dragon Clan, emerged in his mind. Some were rumors spread by human scholars, and some were Ao Huang's chatter.
Back then, the monsters, humans, and dragons each had an unrivaled genius.
The genius of Yaoman was promoted to Demon King, becoming the strongest person under Demon Saint.
The human race is the dragon of the Kong family, and was assassinated by the Demon King.
The genius of the dragon clan is the peerless dragon girl Ao Yuwei.
(To be continued…)