Some people showed interested expressions, because the main purpose of participating in this literary gathering was to watch the literary competition. If there was no conflict between the two sides, it would be better to go to the capital of each country to watch the literary gathering. This was exactly the scene that everyone wanted to see.
Now that Qing Jun couldn't help but take action, it showed that Qing State had already prepared a lot of means.
The unusual movements at Seats A and B quickly attracted people from Seat C, and then spread to other seats.
So, hundreds of thousands of scholars looked at Fang Yun and Qing Jun. As long as they were Jinshi, they could hear their conversation from a distance.
Fang Yun’s friends from Shengxu, led by Yan Yukong, all looked over there.
Yan Yukong whispered, "Qing Jun has come forward, so don't be disrespectful."
Yan Yukong is from Qing country and is also a good friend of Fang Yun. At this time, they can only choose not to help each other. However, Li Fanming understood what he meant and immediately sent a secret message to Fang Yun.
"After Yan Yukong reminded me, I finally understood that before, Lord Qing insulted you and the Kingdom of Jing with the 'Three-tassel Flat Crown'. Although your words were too direct, no one could say anything. You should be careful this time and don't attack Lord Qing directly. Otherwise, the officials of the Kingdom of Qing will accuse you and make a scene at the meeting. Once the literary meeting gets chaotic, you won't be able to save face. If they annoy you, they will achieve their goal."
Fang Yun naturally knew what was going on. He nodded gently to express his gratitude, then looked at Qing Jun. Just as he was about to speak, Minister Jiang Hechuan suddenly raised his glass to Qing Jun and said, "When I was admiring the moon with the late emperor, you were still a teenager. Now you are the king. The moon is rising in the east, and I miss you. Come, I'll toast you a glass!"
Qing Jun was stunned, knowing that it was Jiang Hechuan who was interrupting. If he could avoid the topic, it would be best. If he couldn't avoid it, Fang Yun would have enough time to think. If someone else interrupted him, he could just refuse. A monarch of a country has the confidence to do so, but Jiang Hechuan is famous in all ten countries and is a well-known gentleman. It is said that he is valued by many elders of the Palace of Rites and is a popular candidate for the next elder of the Palace of Rites. To offend such a person is almost equivalent to offending half of the Palace of Rites. Not to mention the monarch, even the head of a semi-saint family would have to think twice.
Qing Jun raised his glass helplessly and said with a smile: "Uncle, you are too polite. You are old but still strong, but my nephew is not as healthy as you."
The officials of the Qing Kingdom nodded slightly. Qing Jun called himself "nephew", which not only brought him closer to Jiang Hechuan and made it difficult for Jiang Hechuan to obstruct him again and again, but also made the other great scholars think that Qing Jun was polite and did not fail to give face to Jiang Hechuan.
Jiang Hechuan seemed to want to say something, but when he saw Qingjun lower his attitude, he nodded and said nothing more.
When everyone saw Jiang Hechuan like this, they thought he was worthy of being a gentleman of Jing State.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, a Qing State scholar said with a smile: "Fang Xusheng, you can't even answer this little question of your Majesty, right? By the way, is there anyone from Jing State who wants to interrupt? Come and line up to get a number, and we will wait slowly."
Many scholars from Jing State showed displeasure on their faces, but since the people from Qing State said so, it would be a bit disgraceful to force them to help Fang Yun. After all, they had the example of Jiang Hechuan. If they followed the example of Qing State and made trouble, they might even ruin Jiang Hechuan's literary reputation.
Some Jing people looked at Fang Yun, hoping that he could resolve the situation.
Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "This is the Minister of Personnel of Qing State, Gu Daxueshi, right? Hearing your voice, I remembered a little thing, which may answer the question of Qing Jun."
The ancient scholar smiled and said, "I'm all ears."
"Please speak." Qing Jun looked at Fang Yun with a smile.
Fang Yun said: "A friend from Jing State visited Qingdi in winter. Fortunately, heavy snow crossed the river and covered several states. The dogs in several states were all barking and running wildly for days until the snow stopped."
This story is very simple. It is about a friend of Fang Yun who went to Qing in winter and was lucky enough to encounter a heavy snowfall that crossed the Yangtze River and went south, covering several states in Qing. The dogs in the states had never seen snow before, so they were very frightened, barking and biting, and ran wildly for several days. When the snow melted, the dogs returned to normal.
After Fang Yun finished speaking, laughter broke out in the meeting hall, and many people even clapped their hands on the table and laughed.
Jiang Hechuan looked at Fang Yun, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The big rabbit rolled on the ground holding his belly and laughing.
Yan Yukong sighed, "I would rather offend the King of Hell than Fang Yun. You are not lying to me."
"Fang Yun's mouth is so poisonous! It's like a knife stabbing into Qingjun's chest and then pulling it back with a hook. It hurts so much! Look at the expressions of Qingjun and that ancient university scholar." Li Fanming said with a smile.
The face of Gu Daxueshi was scarlet, and Qing Jun's chest rose and fell slightly, with a slightly blue face. What Fang Yun said was too harsh. Although he only said that some people of Qing were like dogs that had never seen snow, and mocked the people of Qing for not having seen the world, in fact, the "friends of Jing" in this allusion referred to Fang Yun himself, and the so-called dogs naturally referred to the people of Qing who attacked Fang Yun.
"The dog of Qing is barking at the snow. Good, it is worth recording." Then a historian, a Jinshi, hurriedly picked up his pen and wrote it down in his notes.
There were many historians and scholars present. They came just to record today's literary gathering. Although not everyone could take part in compiling official history, they were all qualified to write unofficial history. When encountering such an interesting thing, how could they not record it in the historian's notes
At first, only the people in the front seats knew about it, but word of this important matter spread quickly, and there was so much laughter that the poetry-writing session on the podium was temporarily interrupted.
Those who came on stage were not angry at all. Instead, they stared at Fang Yun or Qing Jun with great interest.
The people of Jing and other countries laughed loudly, but the people of Qing could only smile bitterly.
However, most scholars did not blame Fang Yun. Instead, they blamed Qing Jun and the Minister of Personnel in their hearts.
A Qing State scholar complained quietly, "You said Fang Xusheng was just standing there, why did you bother him? Now he's being treated like a dog, right?"
"If you want to defeat Fang Xusheng, you can only use your strength, not your wits. Who among those who fought with Fang Yun before didn't have some evil ideas? What was the result? He beat them to a pulp. Playing a war of words in front of Fang Xusheng is just showing off one's skills in front of an expert. Don't you see how Fang Xusheng has come all these years? He has been through a hail of arrows and bullets all the way. He is not afraid of anyone!"
"I don't want to curse, but I have to now. Qing used to have a good reputation, but now it's in ruins. Once the story of the Qing dog barking at the snow spreads, other countries will definitely use this phrase if they become enemies of the Qing scholars. I feel suffocated just thinking about it!"
"When it comes to killing people without spilling blood, you still have to look no further than Fang Xusheng. He can even make up an allusion when scolding someone. There are really not many people in the world who can do that."
Suddenly, Zong Wuyuan, who was beside Qing Jun, stood up, coughed lightly, and said, "Fang Xusheng, what you said..."
Before Zong Wuyuan could finish speaking, the big rabbit suddenly jumped up, pointed at Zong Wuyuan and screamed loudly.
"Squeak, squeak! Squeak, squeak! Squeak, squeak!" After shouting, he held his stomach and laughed wildly.
The rabbit was not big, but it was a spiritual creature after all, and its voice was very loud, making Zong Wuyuan unable to continue.
At this time, the old man Huajun, who was sitting at the second seat, suddenly said, "Whose rabbit is this?"
The big rabbit was startled and lay on the ground, covering his face with his two paws, with his two long ears drooping behind him.
Li Fanming was startled, and quickly stood up and faced the direction of Elder Huajun, saying, "This is a spiritual creature that I have raised for many years. I hope you will not be offended if I offend you."
.(To be continued.)