"You can't let your guard down. Some of the elders in the Palace of Rites and the Palace of Punishment have always been on high alert against the Women's Society. They would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!"
"You didn't experience the horrific period back then, so you don't know how cruel they were."
"Why don't you put the plaque into a seashell and hide it!" Su Xiaoxiao said.
"Yes, put it in the seashell first!" Everyone persuaded, even Yang Yuhuan stared at Fang Yun nervously, and Nunu also cried softly, as if persuading him.
Fang Yun didn't care, but seeing that his family members were like this, he nodded slightly and said, "Then I will temporarily put it into the Swallowing Sea Shell."
As Fang Yun spoke, a faint light emanated from the seashell he swallowed, and he took the plaque into it.
"Saint Fang Xu, wait a minute!" There was a rumbling sound of thunder coming from the front, the sound was heard for dozens of miles, and it was one of the great scholars who spoke.
The women trembled with fear and looked nervously at the approaching great scholars and university officials. They noticed that their faces had changed and became even more worried.
Fang Yun looked calm, smiled, bowed, and said, "I greet Mr. Ling, Mr. Sai, and all the scholars."
Some women from the Jinguo Society who had good family backgrounds looked suspicious. All the scholarly families in Kongcheng knew all the great Confucian scholars of the human race, but they didn't know much about a few very low-key great Confucian scholars from aristocratic families. These two were not the kind of great Confucian scholars who practiced in ancient lands and were very famous in Kongcheng.
One is Sai Xiaoyu, a student of Mi Fengdian, a semi-saint of Shu Kingdom. He has reached the fourth level in painting and the third level in calligraphy many years ago. He is not only a elder in the War Hall, but also the dean of the Painting Academy of the Holy Academy. There is no rumor that he is on bad terms with Fang Yun.
As for another great scholar Ling Gu'ao, he is not well-known in other places, but he is very famous in the calligraphy world. He is a true master of calligraphy and his calligraphy has reached the fourth level.
Behind Ling Gu'ao, everyone saw many familiar-looking Grand Secretaries, among whom was the current president of the Calligraphy Academy, Grand Secretary Wang Minghan, a descendant of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi. He was a Grand Secretary from a semi-saint family and his status was not much lower than that of the two great Confucian scholars.
These women were confused, and more women were worried. However, Fang Yun vaguely understood something, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
More than ten people descended on the clouds and landed in front of everyone. Sai Xiaoyu smiled. With his hands behind his back, he said, "Fang Xusheng, don't hide it. We have seen the plaque. Take it out."
The others also smiled and looked very polite.
However, in the eyes of many women, they were sneering, and their smiles were full of hypocrisy, and it was obvious that they wanted to force Fang Yun to hand over the plaque as evidence.
"The great scholar has killed someone!" An old woman rushed towards the great scholar Ling Gu'ao, pulled out the wooden hairpin on her head, letting her hair fall behind her, and at the same time reached out to tear open her outer coat, revealing the white lining.
When she rushed to Ling Gu'ao, the old woman fell to the ground, her whole body twitching, foaming at the mouth, and rolling her eyes.
This scene happened so fast that no one could react. Whether it was the people from the Holy Academy or Fang Yun and others, they were all stunned.
Before Fang Yun could speak, he saw several older women actually following the man's lead and rushing forward.
Nunu nestled in Yang Yuhuan's arms, her mouth wide open, her eyes round, looking shocked.
Even the ink turtle stretched its neck to watch the fun.
Fang Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "They are not here to arrest me. Get up quickly."
Several university scholars turned pale, suspecting that Fang Yun had set a trap to harm their literary reputations. Their minds raced, wondering how they had offended Fang Yun.
The women didn't care and ran to lie down in front of Ling Gu'ao one after another. One brave woman even grabbed the great scholar's ankle with both hands.
Even a great scholar would be frightened when faced with such a thing.
Fang Xusheng set an ambush
However, after a brief period of confusion, the two great scholars and many university scholars had clear eyes and guessed a possibility.
Fang Yun said helplessly: "Okay, stop making trouble. Are you two great scholars here for the four words 'Jinguo Book Club'?"
Sai Xiaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and explained: "The Heaven Supervisor of the Holy Academy, you published a legendary war poem here, and the Holy Academy knew it at the first time. Later, there was a change in the East Saint Pavilion, so we used the official seal of the Great Confucian to look down from the Holy Academy and saw the plaque. Ladies and gentlemen, we are not those old stubborn people in the Li Hall. Even if we were those old stubborn people, we would not dare to come now. We need to discuss with the elders before we can get a preliminary result, and then get the documents from the East Saint Pavilion before we dare to come and confiscate the plaque. If you want to catch a virtual saint, you need the nods of multiple semi-saints."
"Then why did you ask Fang Xu Sheng to hand over the plaque?" The old woman who was holding Ling Gu'ao's leg suddenly asked from below, with confidence.
Several university scholars were stunned and covered their faces to laugh. This scene was too funny. Such a joke might not happen for hundreds of years.
Fang Yun also laughed secretly. The other women found it funny but did not dare to laugh.
Sai Xiaoyu explained helplessly: "We are not here for the plaque, we are here for those four characters. It is a new font that has never been seen before in Shengyuan Continent. At first glance, it looks like cast steel. A closer look reveals that it is like a monument or a stone. A closer look reveals that it is like a pillar of heaven standing in my mind, and it will last for a long time. This kind of regular script is slightly better than the one created by Fang Yun before. We who like calligraphy are excited to see it, so we rushed here as soon as possible. We never thought that we would be misunderstood by you. However, we were too impatient and did not explain our purpose in advance."
Ling Guao said: "The matter of the Women's Academy has nothing to do with me, but I must study those four new characters."
The women lying on the ground looked at each other, their faces flushed, then they quickly stood up, covered their faces with one hand and their clothes with the other, and ran quickly towards the academy.
The women of the Jinguo Academy then realized that Fang Yun was not in danger and they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Some of them couldn't help laughing.
"Oh, oh, oh..." The little fox was so happy that it covered its belly and rolled around in Yang Yuhuan's arms, but the Yangui looked as if he had seen a ghost. The human race is really a mess.
Fang Yun shook his head slightly, and saw the Swallowing Sea Shell emitting light. The plaque of the academy slowly fell down. Before it hit the ground, Ling Gu'ao stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and saw the plaque fly in front of them with a whoosh.
The eyes of these two great scholars and a dozen university secretaries suddenly lit up and their faces turned red. Some of the university secretaries even had their hands shaking with excitement.
"It must be a new font!"
"The richness and fullness of the strokes and the broadness and solemnity of the structure are the best in the history!"
"Every word is powerful and full of vigor, as if it were cut by a knife or chiseled by an axe, or as if it were a dragon lying down. It's unbelievable, unbelievable!"
"Masculine and majestic, like a mountain rushing towards you, so magnificent!"
"Fang Yun's calligraphy has not yet reached the third realm, but his words and ink have become bones, and they are unique throughout the ages."
"I heard that Fang Xusheng pierced through the sharpened sword wall of the Hanlin Hall. I didn't believe it at the time. But today, I see that with such a magnificent text, the world can be broken!"
"Wang Xizhi's writing can be called the best running script in the world, and Fang Xusheng's writing has the potential to compete for the best regular script in the world!"
"Fang Xusheng, these are only four words, but I still can't express my feelings enough. Can you write an article so that I can see the whole picture?"
"Fang Xusheng, is this your original font?"