Many people walked slowly, and the windows on the first floor were blocked, so they simply ran to the second floor.
Fang Yun didn't know what these people were looking at, so he followed them to squeeze towards the window, but those people didn't give way to him at all.
"Governor Dong, let me take a look." Fang Yun said.
Prefect Dong glanced at Fang Yun, pretended not to see it, and continued to stretch his neck to look outside.
"Brother Zhao." Fang Yun looked at Zhao Hongzhuang.
"Don't come over!" Zhao Hongzhuang grabbed the window frame with both hands, and then four guards stood in front of Fang Yun, and even Yang Yuhuan couldn't make room for him.
“These guys…” Fang Yun looked at the people rushing upstairs. He knew there was no room on the second floor, so he simply walked out.
After passing Jinghai Tower, you will reach the bank of Yudai River, where you can hear many people shouting.
"The Dragon God has appeared!"
"The river is boiling."
"The fish monster is coming to kill us!"
Some people rushed to the river, while others fled from the river bank.
Prefect Dong was afraid of getting hurt by people being trampled, so he had to summon up his talents and said, "There are no fish monsters in Yuhai City. No one is allowed to shout recklessly. Those who disobey the order will be severely punished with forty strokes of the cane!"
The area within a few miles quickly became quiet.
Fang Yun walked to the river and saw that the water was bubbling like boiling water. Where the bubbles were densest, a layer of light golden light slowly rose and finally formed a light golden light gate that was ten feet high and ten feet long.
The river water on both sides of the east and west was like a fishing net being reeled in, and countless fish of various colors were jumping around, swimming towards the pale golden light gate regardless of life and death.
Every fish that swims to the golden light gate will leap hard. Most of the fish will pass through the light gate with nothing, and only a few fish can jump over the lintel above the light gate.
All the fish that jumped through the light gate would undergo certain changes. Their eyes would shine with wisdom and intelligence, and the scales on their bodies would also be exceptionally bright. Especially the carp, which were the closest to the dragon clan, had their scales quickly turn light gold. Once these fish returned to the water, they would immediately dive to the deepest part, and then swim desperately to the distance.
As time went on, more and more fish jumped through the golden light gate, and the golden light faded rapidly.
"The fish jumps over the dragon gate!" Many people have already shouted.
Fang Yun had also guessed that although this was not a complete fish leaping over the Dragon Gate, it could be said to be the prototype of the Dragon Gate.
In the myths and legends of Shengyuan Continent, the dragons were born after being bathed in the power of the Holy Dao, so the dragons were different from other monsters. Although they were in opposition to humans, they never killed or cannibalized people, and treated talented humans very well.
Fang Yun had read many books quickly. The books recorded that people near the Holy Court would occasionally hear dragon roars. Some people speculated that the elites of the human race and the dragon race were secretly communicating, letting young dragons go to the Holy Court and young humans go to the Dragon Palace. Even more daring people speculated that before King Wen of Zhou was canonized, the reason why the demon world could not invade the Shengyuan Continent on a large scale was because the dragon race interfered.
"I never thought that a sentence that almost everyone knows in the future would become the voice of the Holy Way here. Although the power is still very shallow and not profound enough, the vision it forms is too strange." Fang Yun thought to himself. Then he saw that the light golden light finally dissipated.
Fang Yun felt that there was something extra in his palace, but no trace was left, so he did not continue to explore.
Fang Yun thought the river would calm down again. Just as he was about to leave, he saw that the fish that had not jumped over the dragon gate were even more aggressive than before. They leaped into the sky again and again, then fell into the water, making a snapping sound.
Not just one or two fish, but tens of thousands of fish did the same thing, jumping out of the water, landing on the water, jumping out again, and falling down again... over and over again, without stopping.
As time went by, the scales on these fish fell off quickly, and then wounds began to appear on their bodies, and blood flowed out. They jumped lower and lower, and in less than a quarter of an hour, a large number of dead fish with all their scales fallen off floated on the water.
Billions of scales floating on the bright red blood water made people on both sides of the Yudai River feel an indescribable sense of tragedy.
The voice of Magistrate Dong once again spread across both sides of the Yudai River.
"This government has issued an order that dead fish contain resentment and are harmful to people. Dead fish must not be eaten. Catch two golden fish and let one go. Catch one and don't eat it."
Fang Yun guessed that the so-called resentment was false, and the purpose of fulfilling those fish was real.
Fang Yun saw from afar a few ragged people fishing for dead fish by the river, but each person only caught a few at most, and no one caught too many. Those who did not catch fish did not blame those who did.
Many people then took action and began to catch those extremely difficult to catch golden fish, and some people purchased them along the coast.
Fang Yun knew that those fish were suitable to be raised on a boat. Once encountering strong winds and waves or an attack by a fish monster, as long as these fish were released, the wind and waves would subside and the fish monster would rarely continue to attack.
Fang Yun walked back to Jinghai Tower and found that everyone was gathered on the first floor again, talking a lot.
“Even these fish try their best to jump over the Dragon Gate. After the Dragon Gate disappears, they would rather die than swim back. It’s as if they want to call for the Dragon Gate with their lives. How can people not fight!”
"Good. If you don't take advantage of the gift of heaven and earth, you are worse than a dead fish."
"If a bright golden fish enters the Dragon Palace, Fang Yun will be greatly rewarded."
"A fish leaping over the dragon gate is like a person walking on the path of sainthood. Sacrificing one's life may not necessarily lead to righteousness, but if one does not sacrifice, there will be no chance at all."
Fang Yun returned to his original seat, while Tong Li, who had been shouting before, lowered his head and remained silent.
Shi Dehong, the disciple of Shi Jun, kept staring at Fang Yun with a confused look. He originally believed that it would be difficult for Fang Yun to climb the mountain of books, but after hearing and seeing all this, his confidence was somewhat shaken.
A Qingguo scholar noticed that Shi Dehong looked strange, and whispered: "Although the voice of the saint is rare, this one sentence of self-reflection is not very effective. In fact, it is not as influential as the scholar before the saint."
Another person said, "Yes, it is just a commentary by a sub-sage. If he can comment on the words of Confucius, then he can be considered to have truly attained the way of the sage."
Shi Dehong said nothing. He could tell that even the person who was speaking didn't believe it and was just trying to comfort him.
Shi Dehong lowered his head, his teeth chattering, thinking that the voice of the Holy Way was still above reciting it by heart. If he had known that Fang Yun was able to comment on the words of the sub-sage and touch the edge of the Holy Way, he should not have gambled on breaking the Palace of Literature.
This thought flashed through Shi Dehong's mind, but was quickly suppressed by his resolute literary advisor. All his fears were overwhelmed by his will that was stronger than Fang Yun's.
Yan Yukong was silent for a long time. He sighed and said, "You take care of yourself."
After saying that, Yan Yukong stood up and walked out without even looking at Fang Yun. He said to himself, "No wonder you can recite it by heart. I never thought you could annotate the Analects and join our ranks. I have nothing to say about the Dragon Boat Festival being defeated by you."
When Yan Yukong finished speaking, an invisible force emanated from his body and rushed up to the sky. A strong wind blew around him, forcing those below the rank of Juren to cover their faces with their sleeves. But his own clothes and hair remained motionless.
The nearby flowers, plants and leaves were shattered into pieces by the wind.
Except for the flowers and plants around the Juren and Jinshi, almost all the flowers and plants in the Jinghai Tower were crushed.
Everyone present was shocked.
"His literary talent has actually reached the level of 'tough as grass and wood', and he is only one step away from becoming 'hard as stone'. What a terrifying talent! No wonder he was taught by the Half-Saint himself for several years."
"He is only a Juren, not to mention a Jinshi. Even a Hanlin may not be able to reach this level! The verbal battles of those newly promoted Jinshi will probably be shattered before they even reach him. Ordinary demon generals simply cannot gather their qi and blood in front of him."
"Just in terms of his courage, Yan Yukong has surpassed Yi Zhishi at the age of 18, and his achievements are far above those of the four ordinary talents!"
Everyone gradually understood that Yan Yukong was warning or asking everyone to give him some face and try not to embarrass Shi Dehong.
Yan Yukong continued to walk outside.
"Hmm? Look!" Magistrate Dong suddenly pointed at the calamus next to Fang Yun.
Only Yang Yuhuan and Zhao Hongzhuang were sitting beside Fang Yun. There were only guards beside him, no juren or jinshi. The calamus, which should have been broken into pieces, stood straight. It was like a green sword stuck upside down in the flowerpot as usual.
"What's going on? Could it be that the Saint Qian scholar has some unknown power that can block Yan Yukong's literary power?"
"Without the Juren, without the Jinshi, there would be no Wendan. How did the pot of calamus survive?"
Everyone was confused.
Yan Yukong stopped and stood outside the door for more than ten breaths before taking another step.
"I'll wait for you in Xuehai."
After saying that, Yan Yukong waved his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and walked away like a lazy wanderer, looking like a nondescript tourist no matter how you looked at him.
Half of the people gasped, and Shi Dehong's face changed drastically.
Those people gasped because Yan Yukong almost pointed out that Fang Yun was sure to win the bet.
Shi Dehong's face changed drastically because Yan Yukong had completely given up on him.
Shi Dehong suddenly remembered what Yan Yukong had said, that one should not care about the gains and losses of a city or a country, but should focus on the human race.
In Yan Yukong's eyes, Fang Yun is already more important than his old friend.
More people continued to ponder Yan Yukong's words "can be included in our group", and finally figured out that if Yan Yukong said it now, it would probably be "already included in our group".
Afterwards, many people were guessing who “we are waiting for”.
Shi Dehong stood up and walked out with a dark face, and the other people from Qing followed him.
Away from Jinghai Tower, to a deserted place, Shi Dehong whispered to someone, "I can't leave. You go back and tell my father immediately that Fang Yun intends to unite with the Mengzi family to target the Xunzi family. The Mengzi family will vigorously promote the "Three Character Classic", which is extremely detrimental to our Qing country. We must use the power of the Holy Academy's imperial examination inspection to prevent Fang Yun from becoming a scholar, or prevent him from becoming a talented person, and shake his Wen Palace. Once his Wen Palace is lost, even if he has a talent that can change the world, he will be disappointed in the Book Mountain. The battle for the Holy Way cannot be lost."
"yes!"
A scholar whispered, "Brother Dehong, why don't you try every possible means to resolve the grievances with Fang Yun."
A fleeting regret flashed across Shi Dehong's eyes, but he didn't explain.
Another candidate explained helplessly, "Dehong used Confucius's 'repay evil with justice' to anger Tong Li. Now if he wants to repay evil with virtue, it will inevitably lead to the cracking of his own literary courage. Fang Yun's 'correct what is wrong and encourage what is not' has become the voice of the saints. Dehong resisted before. If he admits his mistakes and corrects them, the disaster will be even greater. If he is not careful, the literary palace will be destroyed."
The scholar understood clearly that if Shi Dehong really admitted defeat, even if his literary courage and power were shaken, they could be restored after a few years. However, it was difficult for him to be sincere, so if he was not careful, something bad would happen.
"This is not a contest between two people. The winner will be revealed on the day the results of the prefectural exam are announced! Let's go!" (To be continued...)
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