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"I will not bother with your rebellion! You must participate in the Early Spring Literary Festival in Guangzhou City today, and make a name for yourself. If you can catch up with Fang Xusheng or even surpass him in literary talent, you will be a hero." Zhu Fengqiong said in the letter.
"Master Zhu, there is one thing I don't understand. What is your relationship with the Lei family?"
"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask! Knowing too much will do you no good!"
"Okay, I won't ask about this anymore. But... I don't want to participate in the Early Spring Literary Conference. I think this is a conspiracy against me, intended to damage my literary reputation."
"If you really have a literary reputation, they can't attack you; if your literary reputation is damaged, it means that you are not worthy to compete with Fang Xusheng. I will persuade them to take back the treasure. I think you have gained too much!"
"How much I get is not decided by you! The key is what identity you used to send me the letter."
After a long while, Zhu Fengqiong sent another letter: "You just need to know that you and your Lei Tingzhen cannot often enter the Confucius World. Before you compete with Fang Yunwen, you must obey my orders! My identity is your superior!"
"I have no doubts, but it's a pity that the great scholar Lei Tingzhen didn't say that you were involved in this matter at that time."
"In a few days, the great scholar Lei Tingzhen will tell you. In short, you must do everything you can to spread your literary reputation. Only in this way can we continue to build momentum until we force Fang Xusheng to come out and compete with you."
"For those treasures, I will do my best." Fang Yun replied.
"I hope you won't tarnish the clothes of Saint Tao!"
"Don't worry about that!"
Fang Yun put away the official seal and did not doubt Zhu Fengqiong's identity. After all, this matter was very confidential. Since he pointed out the semi-saint robes and hats at the beginning, it proved that he already knew all the details.
Fang Yun stood up and was about to look for Wei Changxian, but then sat down again.
After thinking for a while, Fang Yun picked up the Zhujiang Marquis Seal and sent a letter to Wei Changxian.
"If Marquis Lumen personally takes me to the Early Spring Literary Festival, I might consider it."
Wei Changxian didn't reply, and Fang Yun was not in a hurry.
In the evening, the sound of orderly horse hooves was heard outside the carriage. Fang Yun judged that it was the sound made by the heavy cavalry of Lu Menhou's personal guard.
The sound of horse hooves stopped, and the old voice of Lu Menhou came from outside the door.
"Long Xiang, the time has come. Come with me to Guangzhou Academy of Literature to participate in the Early Spring Literature Festival."
Fang Yun waited for ten breaths before getting off the carriage. He smiled and bowed to Lu Menhou, saying, "Sorry to have kept you waiting. Let's set off now."
Many generals were unhappy, but Fang Yun turned a blind eye.
The generals of the Lumen Army went to the Guangzhou Academy of Literature with Fang Yun. Xun Tianling was originally going to stay in the army, but after learning that Zhang Longxiang was also participating in the literary meeting, he decided to go afterwards.
When the group arrived at Guangzhou Academy of Arts, night had fallen and the lights were on.
There were many tables and chairs placed on the Wenyuan Square. Thousands of people had arrived and stood up.
Fang Yun followed behind Lu Menhou, walking forward with a smile, and if someone greeted him, he would either bow or nod in greeting.
After walking a few steps, I heard a young scholar shouting: "I dare not forget my country even though I am in a low position! I believe that the person who can make such a famous sentence is definitely not a traitor!"
Fang Yun turned his head to look at the scholar, bowed and greeted him with gratitude.
Many people present nodded gently. They were all influenced by the old man who was obsessed with poetry, and would never slander Zhang Longxiang as a traitor without evidence.
However, there are still many people with cold and hostile eyes.
Everyone walked to the front of the banquet and stopped at the front table. Gou Bao, Marquis of Qishan, who was wearing a blue university scholar's uniform, was standing there. He first exchanged greetings with Marquis of Lumen, then turned to look at Fang Yun.
"My dear nephew Long Xiang, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you doing well?"
Fang Yun stared at Gou Bao, Marquis of Qishan, a tall and mighty old man with a very large nose. If the tip of his nose was more curved, it would be a typical hooked nose. Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes were cold and his face seemed to be carved out of wood.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Everything is fine. My Zhang family has been very grateful to Marquis Qishan for taking care of us all these years! Meeting Marquis Qishan today is one of the four great joys in life."
"Oh? What are the four great joys in life?"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "It's like a long drought finally ends with a downpour, like meeting an old friend in a foreign land, like the wedding night, like passing the imperial examination."
The Guangzhou prefect standing by laughed and said, "Great! The Pearl River Marquis's witty remarks are indeed one of the four great joys of life."
Fang Yun glanced at the prefect of Guangzhou. It was extremely ironic for Gou Bao to "meet an old friend in a foreign place". The Gou family was the main force attacking the Zhang family in recent years. Fang Yun wanted to see how Gou Bao would respond, but he didn't expect the prefect of Guangzhou to interject and resolve the issue easily.
Lu Menhou smiled and said, "Don't stand, everyone, please sit down."
Gou Bao and Lu Menhou sat down first, leaving an empty chair for Xun Tianling, and Fang Yun sat down afterwards.
There are currently only three people sitting at this first table, and the rest are somewhere else.
Gou Bao and Lu Menhou were talking in low voices, while Fang Yun was sitting alone.
Fang Yun ignored everyone, took out a book and started reading carefully as if no one was around.
Many people turned their eyes to Fang Yun. Seeing Fang Yun's action, some nodded in approval, some sneered, and some showed pity. He had lost too much in the ten years in prison, and he had to race against time to make up for the losses.
Soon, Xun Tianling arrived and the Early Spring Literary Festival officially began.
The literary gathering was hosted by the prefect of Guangzhou, who was elegant and humorous, making the atmosphere of the gathering even more lively.
Soon, the prefect of Guangzhou announced the rules of this literary gathering. All poems and lyrics were welcome, with no limit to rhyme, and the topics were broad, as long as they contained imagery of spring. This literary gathering was a gathering of strange poems, and the final ranking would be determined by their "strangeness". If the degree of "strangeness" was similar, the three university scholars would judge.
Fang Yun was stunned, and immediately realized that the key to this literary meeting was not the poetry itself, but the "similarity of degree" and the judging by three university scholars.
The Guangzhou prefect can decide whether the levels of two poems are similar, and the three university scholars will decide which one is better.
If the difference in the level of the two poems is not too great, the prefect of Guangzhou can hand it over to the three grand secretaries. By then, Marquis Lu Men and Gou Bao will join forces, and no matter how Xun Tianling judges, it will not change the result.
Fang Yun was helpless. In this kind of literary competition where the results were interfered with by humans, he could cheat openly without taking any risks. This was a very simple literary competition trap yet difficult to avoid.
Fang Yun scanned the entire room, memorized everyone's face, and then sent a letter to Qin Dynasty Prime Minister Zhu Fengqiong, asking him to send a list, portraits and biographies of all the people at the literary gathering, especially those who were good at poetry.
Zhu Fengqiong replied quickly.
After reading the information, Fang Yun felt a headache. It seemed that his enemies had been preparing for at least ten days. Even if he did not come to Guangzhou City, they would hold this literary meeting in Pengcheng or Zhucheng.
There are more than ten famous poets and even five people from other countries on the list of attendees today.
These more than ten famous poets have all written relatively famous and unique poems, all have masterpieces of poems at least at the level of Dafu, and three of them have created works of Mingzhou.
.(To be continued.)