Many officials on the city wall looked at Nie Changju with displeasure, but Fang Yun, on the contrary, looked calm and smiling.
Fang Shouye, who was very familiar with Fang Yun, stared at Fang Yun for a long time without speaking.
Chen Xibi asked in a low voice: "Old Fang, what do you think Fang Xusheng meant by this? Why do I feel that his reaction is too soft? It is not like his recent style. He even killed the head of the Lei family, so why would he swallow his anger on this matter?"
Fang Shouye stroked his chin and said after a long while: "It's hard to say. It's a bit like Taigong sitting on the fishing platform, waiting for those who are willing to take the bait. Let's wait for August 15th. Perhaps this year's Mid-Autumn Festival will become a grand event as grand as the Kongcheng Mid-Autumn Festival that year."
"Will there be a poem like 'When Will the Bright Moon Rise' that will be passed down through the world?"
"Who can say for sure? Maybe if we take it a step further, we can shock the saint."
Everyone took their seats one after another. Dong Wencong glanced at Nie Changju and the others with displeasure, then smiled and said, "The most important moment of the newcomer literary gathering has finally arrived. Now, please ask Fang Xusheng to write a poem on the Lu Su Reviewing Army Tower to end this newcomer literary gathering. From now on, no matter what Fang Xusheng writes, I will read it with my eloquent voice and spread it throughout the city."
Everyone looked at Fang Yun together. There was complete silence on the city wall, with only the sound of Fang Yun grinding ink.
After a while, Fang Yun picked up the pen and wrote on the top of the white paper.
Climb the Yueyang Tower.
Dong Wencong, who was standing by, said with great enthusiasm: "The poem by Fang Xusheng is called "Climbing Yueyang Tower."
Baling Prefecture has many nicknames. Because many places in Baling Prefecture are located in the south of Tianyue Mountain, and the south of the mountain and the north of the water are yang, Baling Prefecture is also called Yueyang, which means the land south of Tianyue Mountain.
Some people also call the Yuejun Tower the Yueyang Tower, but this name is not widely used.
Many people in Xiangzhou immediately thought, could it be that Fang Xusheng wanted to change the Yuejun Tower to the Yueyang Tower
Afterwards, Fang Yun continued writing.
From the tower, you can see the end of Yueyang and the vast river Dongting Lake.
The geese take away my sorrow, and the mountains bring me a beautiful moon.
Stay in the clouds and receive the wine cup from the sky.
After getting drunk, a cool breeze blows, making people dance with their sleeves.
As Fang Yun was writing, Dong Wencong on the side spoke in a thunderous voice.
The people in Baling City were all attracted by this poem.
Standing on the city wall, it seems as if you can see the scenery of Yueyang area. The mountains and rivers are distant, the Dongting Lake is vast, and the mountain peaks seem to be biting the moon and sending it to you. Under such a beautiful scenery, even if you see the autumn geese flying south, you will not feel sad. Instead, the sadness in your heart will be taken away by the autumn geese.
The Yueyang Tower is so high that the seats on the city wall seem to be among the clouds, and the guests seem to be passing cups and drinking in the sky. After drinking heartily, the cool autumn breeze blows, blowing up the sleeves and dancing gently, as if sending the guests home.
"Wonderful!" After Dong Wencong read the whole poem with thunderous eloquence, he could not help but praise loudly.
"There are poems about the Yueyang Tower, some call it magnificent, some call it majestic, and some call it exquisite. But poems like this one make the Yueyang Tower more beautiful and majestic than ever before."
"The word 'all' in this poem fully describes the height and superior location of Yueyang Tower. The following lines are like a painting, showing the beauty of Yueyang Tower. As for 'staying in the clouds, drinking from the sky', it is the finishing touch. Countless poets have tried to describe the height and beauty of Yueyang Tower, but none of them can compare with this poem."
"Talking among the clouds, drinking in the sky, such a beautiful thing, even the Yellow Crane Tower is far inferior to it!"
"Some people said before that Yuejun Tower should be changed to Yueyang Tower. I thought it was just named after the region and too vulgar. But after reading this poem, I suddenly realized that Fang Xusheng's 'Yueyang Tower' is not the tower of Yueyang, but the tower for viewing Yueyang! Although the names are the same, the meanings are very different."
"This poem looks at the world and forgets worries when seeing the beautiful scenery. It is heroic and open-minded. This is the mind that a scholar should have. Look at the poems written by those young scholars before. In order to match the autumn scenery and wind, they are all sad and miserable. Compared with this poem, they are just like a crying baby!" A general said loudly.
The young scholar who had written the poem before blushed.
"Great! Attending the new literary gathering, climbing the Yueyang Tower, enjoying the beautiful scenery, enjoying delicious food, and drinking fine wine, I should be free of worries! When reading the poems in the military tower, this one takes first place!"
Then, many officials took out their official seals, and emitted light that enveloped "Climbing Yueyang Tower".
The orange talent floats above the paper, more than three feet and five inches.
"Mingzhou's poems may be able to protect the country!"
"This is the most worthy poem on the Yuejun Tower!"
"From today on, this place will probably be renamed Yueyang Tower!"
Many readers nodded slightly.
Dong Wencong immediately smiled and said, "Governor, since you call this place Yueyang Tower, please write the name of this tower with your own pen. The inscription is 'Yueyang Tower' and it will be hung above the main gate tomorrow."
Fang Yun nodded slightly.
The old university scholar Wei Dongshan said with a smile: "Good! Good! Good! The Military Review Tower is named Yueyang Tower. This is the basis for it to compete with the Yellow Crane Tower! When Fang Xusheng comes to Yueyang Tower again in the future, he will surely make the name of Yueyang Tower be passed down through the ages!"
Everyone commented and praised it.
This poem appeared on the list of literary works by university scholars and soon sparked heated discussions on the list of theories.
At the beginning, the heated discussion was only about things related to Yueyang Tower, Fang Yun or Yellow Crane Tower, but later, it evolved into a dispute between Fang Yun and Zhang Longxiang.
Some people shouted that Fang Yun was as cowardly as a mouse. He could clearly invite Zhang Longxiang to participate in the Mid-Autumn Literary Competition, but he did not dare to make a decision. He was simply afraid of Zhang Longxiang, which brought shame to the people of Shengyuan Continent.
Those who oppose it ask Zhang Longxiang to stand up and stop hiding in the literary world like a coward. If he has the ability, he should wait for the Mid-Autumn Literary Festival and go to Yueyang Tower in Xiangzhou by himself.
The literary meeting after taking office ended successfully. Fang Yun returned to the governor's office to rest. He continued to study and read as usual, and only slept for fifteen minutes in the early morning.
Fang Yun had dinner with Dong Wencong's family. Except for Dong Wencong himself who remained calm, the whole Dong family was extremely excited.
After breakfast, Fang Yun discussed with Dong Wencong in the study how to govern Xiangzhou and where to start first.
Before noon, Dong Wencong suddenly received an expedited letter. After apologizing to Fang Yun, he immediately received the letter. After reading it, his face looked a little ugly.
Fang Yun looked at Dong Wencong without saying a word.
Dong Wencong coughed lightly, stood up from his chair, and said hurriedly: "I have failed to govern Xiangzhou well, and I hope the Governor will punish me."
"Oh? What's the matter? Even if someone pretended to be the Renaissance Society and caused such a big trouble, you didn't care at all."
Dong Wencong looked embarrassed, then said honestly: "Just a quarter of an hour ago, thousands of Baling people were instigated to take to the streets to stop the construction of a new papermaking workshop outside the city."
"Papermaking workshop?" Fang Yun thought for a moment and blurted out, "Xiangzhou's largest paper supplier was originally Qingjiang Trading Company, right? I'm sure you already know the details, so tell me now."
Dong Wencong showed admiration and said, "The Governor has spoken the truth. In fact, before the new papermaking workshop was built, someone from Xiangzhou and Qingguo sent a message to the prefect of Baling and me, asking us to stop the new workshop. However... this new papermaking workshop was built by the Zhang Heng family, and the workshop belongs to the Zhao family business. How dare I stop it?"
Fang Yun nodded. Zhao’s Trading Company was one of the several trading companies of the Jing Kingdom royal family, and many people in Jing Kingdom knew about it.
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