In the Holy Court, in the East Holy Pavilion, everyone was busy. The elder of the East Holy Pavilion immediately convened an emergency elders' meeting. The elders in the Holy Court immediately came to the meeting hall of the East Holy Pavilion. Those who were not in the Holy Court but were close to the holy temples in various places could use the holy temples to project their own images into the meeting hall.
In the meeting hall of the East Saint Pavilion, great scholars in fluttering purple robes took their seats one after another.
When the last minister entered, the main door of the meeting hall closed.
Zong Ganyu, the head of the Zong family and the elder of the Dongsheng Pavilion, glanced at everyone and said, "Zhang Longxiang, a figure in the Confucian literary world, wrote three poems and one lyric today. One of the lyric became a national guardian, and the other three all have the potential to protect the country. The vitality of the Confucian literary world is turbulent, and the star of literature is tilted. More star power is being lost. Soon, the Confucian literary world will definitely change."
Dozens of great scholars remained silent and no one expressed their opinion.
Zong Ganyu added: "The Lord of the East Saint Pavilion is in the Shengyuan Continent, the South Saint is traveling in the human world, and the North Saint is in the demon world. This matter should be handled by the West Saint Pavilion. Does anyone have any objections?"
“No objection!”
“No objection!”
…
All the great scholars and ministers present uttered the same three words.
Liu Yuan, the elder of the Western Saint Pavilion, said: "I have read the four poems and they are indeed rare masterpieces. Zhang Longxiang is one of the best poets in recent years. However, I heard that he is suspected of treason. Does anyone know the details?"
Many great scholars shook their heads slightly, and no one in the room answered.
"It seems that this matter is very strange. However, the literary world of Confucius is too unique, and it is not convenient for us in the Holy Academy to interfere. Regarding the matter of Zhang Longxiang, we can inform the great Confucian scholars in the literary world, and they will handle it themselves. As for the change in the talent of the literary world of Confucius, in my opinion, there is no need to make a fuss, and we can just wait and see. Even if there is a change in the literary world of Confucius, it will develop in a better direction." Liu Yuan said.
"What if Confucius' literary world seizes the literary starlight of Shengyuan Continent?" Zong Ganyu stared into Liu Yuan's eyes.
"Wenqu is selfless, and the heaven and earth are spiritual. Let's leave these things to the saints to worry about." Liu Yuan said with a smile.
Many great scholars nodded slightly.
"However, looking at this man's poems, his grief and indignation are evident on the paper. I'm afraid he has suffered a lot of injustice. If the Holy Court does not give him a little help, it would be a mistake." said Wu Jiu, the old man in the Hall of Etiquette.
Chen Ben, the great scholar who guards the boundary, looked at him and agreed, "This man's literary talent is only slightly inferior to Fang Xusheng. He also has a tragic and indignant quality that Fang Xusheng does not have. If he makes a mistake, it will be bad."
Liu Yuan nodded and said, "You are right. I also have a heart for talent. When contacting the great Confucian scholars in the literary world, I will consider my words carefully. We should trust the great Confucian scholars in the literary world. If... they don't care, they may have reasons for not caring."
Chen Ben added: "This person has a unique experience. If the literary world does not want to keep him, he can be sent to our Liangjie Mountain. Brother Liu, please help me pass on the message to the great scholars in the Confucius and literary world."
The great scholars present looked at Chen Ben with curiosity, but no one asked the reason.
Liu Yuan smiled and said, "Brother Chen, if you want to give me this favor, I will personally go to the Confucius World and have a chat with the great scholars in the Hall of Great Confucianism."
"There is still some time, let's talk about these four poems. I thought that Fang Yun would dominate the human race for 800 years after he was born, but who would have thought that Zhang Longxiang would be a late bloomer. Fang Xusheng's "Early Walk in Ji County" made a splash, while Zhang Longxiang's "Four Questions for Lumen Army" was a metaphor for the country. Fang Xusheng's style is flexible and varied, with the majestic "The bright moon rises from Tianshan Mountain, among the vast sea of clouds", the heroic "When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the sky", the tenderness of "Ten years of life and death. I can't forget it without thinking about it", and the brilliance of "The lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are red in the sun". However, when it comes to grief and indignation, he is far inferior to Zhang Longxiang."
"Fang Xusheng is a rare talent throughout the ages. When he thinks, his artistic conception is clear in his mind and it comes naturally. Zhang Longxiang is the opposite. Whether it is "I dare not forget my worries for the country even though I am in a low position", "One general's success is the result of thousands of sacrifices", or "Looking northwest to Chang'an, I feel pity for the countless mountains", none of them are written by talent. Past events are like axes, old feelings are like saws, carving hearts and bones. Only by experiencing the most distant sorrow can one cast poems with flesh and blood."
"Zigui is crying blood..."
The great scholars present did not discuss the meaning of the poems, but judged people based on their poems, which was a level higher than the appreciation of the scholars in Ganzhou.
On the second day, a rare scene appeared on the human race's Hanlin literary list. The first to fourth articles were all written by the same person. Even the titles of the poems were similar, from "Lumen Army" to the fourth "Lumen Army".
It is a rare feat for one person to write one poem and three poems in one night. Even Fang Yun, who is known as the "Little Poet Saint", cannot do it. People from all over the country read the poems and set off a climax of appreciation of the four poems.
Bakong Mountain, Juwen Pavilion, the gathering place for those with shattered literary courage, and the concentration place for those who oppose Fang's fortune.
"Hahaha, how great! There is finally someone in the world who can compete with that traitor Fang Yun. Why don't we just find a way to invite Zhang Longxiang here and have him compete with Fang Yun in poetry? What do you think?"
"You are a step too slow. I have already sent a letter to the Zong family, asking them to contact the Kong family as soon as possible, enter the Kong Shengwen world as soon as possible, and win over Zhang Longxiang! Perhaps, this Zhang Longxiang will become our trump card!"
"But... Zhang Longxiang is suspected of being a traitor after all. If he is used by the little thief Fang Yun, it will be bad."
"So we have to act in secret and not let the outside world know. Zhang Longxiang is suspected of treason, and the King of Chu is very likely to want him dead. As long as someone from the Zong family or any other family comes forward in secret, meets him, gives him some life-saving items, and gives him a reassurance, he will definitely be grateful and will go straight to Shengyuan Continent in time to compete with Fang Yun."
"This is a brilliant plan! If we deliberately restrict the rhythm of the poem, for example, to write a sad poem, Zhang Longxiang will definitely be better than Fang Yun."
"However, I heard from the East China Sea Dragon Palace that Fang Yun is teaming up with the East China Sea Dragon Clan to study how to take over the Five Dragon Palace in the Blood Mang Realm. It will take at least one or two years to complete it."
"That's fine. As long as we find a good enough excuse, Fang Yun will definitely come out!"
"Haha... I can't wait to see the day when Zhang Longxiang defeats Fang Yun!"
"The day when the two compete will surely attract the attention of the world!"
"The battle between the Dragon Elephant and the Void Saint is truly fascinating!"
The literary world of Confucius, Ganzhou City.
The area outside the Lumen military camp was in a mess, with traces of burning bonfires everywhere, large amounts of garbage piled up, and broken wine jars and glasses scattered everywhere.
Until noon, hundreds of people were still fast asleep.
Last night, thousands of scholars outside the Lumen Army stayed up all night. They chatted with Fang Yun across the Lumen Army’s camp from night to dawn and had a great time.
Before leaving, the poetry-crazy old man called this evening the "Lumen Military Literary Gathering," which won the approval of everyone, and the scholars who were studying history at the scene recorded it one by one.
Lu Menhou and his companions did not enter through the main gate, but returned to the camp through the hidden back door. They secretly left in the early morning and went to the Ganzhou Academy of Literature Temple. They used the power of the temple to project themselves into the Golden Palace of the Chu State and discussed a new marching plan with the officials in the court.
In the afternoon, the army set out.
Before leaving, Fang Yun took a look at the official seal. It was a letter from the president of Zhurong Academy, but the content was a message from Zhang Jingan.
"I have read your three poems and one poem, and I am so moved that I can hardly control myself. I hope that my father will be like my grandfather and plant the flag of the Pearl River Army on the top of Liangjie Mountain City, and become the pride of the literary world!"
.(To be continued.)