Amid the cheers of the crowd, two scholars came over, each holding a rosewood box, and handed it respectfully to Fang Yun.
"Thank you all!" Fang Yun said politely, took the two wooden boxes, and put them in the lake shells.
Many people were extremely envious when they saw that he actually had Hanhu Shells. Even the children of wealthy families found it almost impossible to obtain Hanhu Shells.
Many servants began to serve wine and food. Since there was no need to compete for the first place in writing poetry, everyone began to drink and chat with each other. It was very lively.
Fang Yun drank a few cups with the others. Qiu Chi, a scholar from Qi State, said, "Fang Yun, you are indeed a genius from the Ten States! For you, the poet invited three other talented people. This news must have spread all over the city. Tomorrow's Shengxu Mid-Autumn Festival will be several times more lively than in previous years."
"With the four great talents gathered together, those great scholars who don't want to come will probably come, and those in the Holy Academy will probably go down the mountain together." Zuyuan River.
"It has been a long time since the Ten Kingdoms have had such a grand literary gathering. I never thought that Fang Yun would stir up such a storm. You are so amazing just as a scholar. You are the only one in history." Qiu Chi praised with a smile.
"Brother Qiu, you are too kind. The gathering of the four great talents has nothing to do with me. It should be a sudden idea of the poet." Fang Yun said.
"Without you, Ci Jun wouldn't even want to go to the Shengxu Literary Meeting, so don't be so modest. Come, let me toast you a glass!" Qiu Chi raised his glass.
"Okay." Fang Yun raised his glass.
After drinking it all, Qiu Chi asked, "Are you drinking Jiangbei or Hubei?"
"Drinking Jiangbei is so precious, how could I possibly have it? It's Hanhubei, and it belongs to Jiangzhou Academy of Literature. I have to return it after I use it."
"It seems that Jingguo has placed its bets on you for this trip to the Holy Ruins. We are considered the most outstanding scholars in various countries, either from wealthy families or aristocratic families, but except Fanming, no one has a lake shell."
Zu Yuanhe smiled and said, "Fanming is the hope of the Ji family. He may become a relative of my cousin in the future. Our Zu family is a semi-saint family. I majored in Mozi and specialized in mechanical arts, but I don't even have a Hanhu shell. I can't take my mechanical tiger with me when I go out."
Fang Yun asked: "Brother, what mechanisms do you have? I have never come into contact with mechanism technology before, but I have occasionally seen it in Yuhai City and Kong City."
Zuyuanhe said: "I have two mechanical beasts, a tiger and a rat. In fact, the truly powerful ones are the demon-like mechanical beasts. Unfortunately, that kind of mechanical beast is too difficult to make, and it requires great talent. I am not able to make it yet."
Fang Yun nodded to show his understanding. The mechanical arts of Shengyuan Continent were created by talent, and many parts of mechanical beasts needed talent to be changed. And when controlling them, talent also needed to be sent in advance, but ordinary talent could not turn the mechanical arts into cultural treasures. Only half-saints could turn mechanical arts into cultural treasures.
There are very few mechanisms in the cultural treasures, and each one is extremely powerful.
Zu Yuanhe said enviously, "Our ancestral family is much worse than the Mozi family and the Zhang Heng family. These two families have accumulated many years of experience and have produced a variety of powerful mechanisms. However, our ancestor was only a half-mechanism master and left us too few mechanisms. We are even worse than the Luban family. Although Luban was only a virtual saint, he was first an enemy and then a friend of Mozi. He has been working closely with the Mo family and has grown stronger day by day. Its strength far exceeds that of many families. The only family that can be called a family without a half-saint in their ancestors is the descendants of Luban."
"Indeed." Everyone nodded.
Since the Hundred Schools of Thought were not abolished and Confucianism was the only dominant school, the philosophy of Mohism gradually changed, and finally they focused on industry and neglected other things. Together with the Lu Ban family, they made great contributions to the Ten Kingdoms. Their status was second only to the sub-sage family, and their disciples were all over the world. Even the living semi-sages would not offend them.
Fang Yun suddenly remembered Zu Yuanhe's words. He said, "You just said that I can't bring the mechanical tiger with me. Could it be that the mechanical rat is always with me? Why didn't I see it?"
Zu Yuanhe raised his hand, and saw a black shadow rushing out from his sleeve and crawling to Fang Yun's desk at an extremely fast speed.
Fang Yun took a closer look and saw that it was clearly a mouse, with grey fur, a pointed mouth, and a pair of dark eyes staring at Fang Yun.
"This... isn't a spirit beast? It doesn't look like a mechanism at all." Fang Yun said.
Everyone laughed. Zu Yuanhe said, "You are still young. You probably only see ordinary mechanisms, such as those made of solid wood or metal. The mechanisms of our Semi-Saint family are different. We are better at using the bones and fur of monsters, and then using special metal for protection."
"I know this, but I didn't expect it to be so realistic." Fang Yun said.
"This mouse is used for reconnaissance or to do clever things. In order to prevent being discovered, it is very realistic. If you have seen the mechanical tiger in my house, you will know that there is a huge difference between mechanical beasts and real beasts. They are not as flexible, but they are more powerful. Like this mechanical mouse, even if it deliberately gives up its power, it is far inferior to a spirit beast. It's a pity that good spirit beasts are too expensive, otherwise I would not make a mechanical mouse to replace the spirit beast. By the way, where is your spirit fox? If you bring a spirit beast, you will be much safer in the Holy Ruins."
Fang Yun had no choice but to make up a story: "My spirit animal suddenly fell ill, otherwise I would have brought it here. You don't have a spirit animal?"
Zuyuanhe said: "We are not as lucky as you to encounter a good spirit beast. Except for Fanming, none of us have it."
Fang Yun smiled and felt lucky.
Spirit beasts are different from monsters and barbarians. Monsters and barbarians control the power of qi and blood. Although the intelligence of monster people and monster soldiers is low, it is still higher than that of beasts. But the problem is that once they use the power of qi and blood, they may lose their reason, disregard everything, and often cause disasters.
The demon generals are much more rational, so there are many demon generals in the streets and alleys of Confucius Temple, and no one is afraid of them. However, one must at least be a Jinshi to be qualified to raise a demon general, and those who are Juren or below can only find spiritual beasts.
The so-called spiritual beasts are special animals with a certain degree of intelligence. After training, they can fully understand human language. Since they are not monsters and have no blood and energy, they will not suddenly lose their minds.
Many Jinshi and even Hanlin would not abandon the spiritual beasts they had raised before, because the monster generals were very large in size and sometimes were not as useful as spiritual beasts. The small monsters were quite special, and it was difficult to tame them successfully, like the Mingqi bird.
Fang Yun asked Li Fanming: "Where is your spirit beast?"
"It's a silly rabbit. It's getting fatter and fatter at home recently. I have lost confidence in it and don't even want to take it with me when I go out." Li Fanming said helplessly.
Everyone else had seen the rabbit and was snickering.
The conversation of the crowd was soon interrupted, because people kept coming here to congratulate Fang Yun, or to toast, or to leave business cards. Fang Yun's Hanhu Berry soon accumulated hundreds of business cards. These business cards, which were equivalent to business cards, were varied and some were even made of pure gold, which showed how wealthy his family was.
After a long time, most of the people who were supposed to come had arrived, and some even began to leave Sishuiyuan one after another. Only then did Fang Yun calm down.
Because tomorrow is the Holy Ruins, everyone started talking about the Holy Ruins Literary Festival and the "Holy Ruins Road". Only the one hundred people who passed the Holy Ruins Road would be qualified to officially enter the Holy Ruins.
It was not until late at night that people left one after another.
Before leaving, Fang Yun looked at the tree masters in Sishuiyuan. Almost one-tenth of the leaves had fallen. He did not forget to pick up a handful of leaves from the ancient trees so that he could give them as gifts when he returned to Jingguo.
The next morning, Fang Yun ate, read, practiced the piano, and perfected "The General's Order" as usual.
The only problem is that his county official seal keeps receiving letters from wild geese, some wishing him good luck in the Holy Ruins, some talking about the three poems yesterday, and the head of the Gongyang family also personally sent a letter to apologize, saying that Gongyang Xun was abolished from inheriting the family power and was sent to the border to fight against the monsters, hoping that Fang Yun would forgive him. Finally, he kindly reminded Fang Yun not to be soft-hearted when he met Liu Zizhi in the Holy Ruins.
Fang Yun pretended not to know the Gongyang family's intentions and politely thanked the head of the Gongyang family. In fact, Fang Yun had been wary of Liu Zizhi without his reminder.
In the morning, Li Wenying came back from the Holy Academy. He looked a little strange. He was obviously very tired, but he was very excited. Especially his thick black eyebrows seemed sharper than usual. After the two of them said a few words, Fang Yun felt that his body suddenly exuded a strong and vast aura and then quickly retracted it.
Fang Yun stared at Li Wenying carefully with eyes wide open, and was extremely surprised. He said, "Congratulations, Master Li, on becoming a great scholar."
Li Wenying nodded. He tried to remain serious, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face. He said, "I am just full of talent and my righteousness is leaking out. It will take some time for me to officially become a great scholar. It may take at least three months or at most a year."
"You have great integrity even though you are just a university scholar. If you become a great scholar, you will definitely be extraordinary. It's ridiculous that the rebellious scholar Feng Chengjue was the last of the four great talents of the last generation. His talent was far beyond yours, but in the end he was surpassed by you with your hard work and diligence! You are the real one of the four great talents of the last generation." Fang Yun did not hesitate to praise Li Wenying.
The joy on Li Wenying's face gradually faded, and he said sternly: "You should not look down on the scholars in the world. Although Shi Jun and Ci Jun are both one of the four great talents, they are far from being comparable to Shi Jun. Among the people of the same age as the four great talents of this generation, there are three people from the Confucius family who are worse than Shi Jun, but not as good as Shi Jun. As for the other families, there is no need to say more. The talent of Xiong Jun is comparable to Shi Jun!"
Speaking of the evil king, Li Wenying's expression changed significantly.
"Do you know about my relationship with the Evil Lord?" Fang Yun asked.
"When I was going down the mountain, I received a letter from a friend and learned about what happened in the past few days. I may not care about what happened in the Holy Ruins, but if he embarrasses you in the Holy Yuan Continent, I will make sure that his Meng family will not have peace! It's a pity that he has too many cultural treasures and the Holy Page, so I can't do anything to him."
Fang Yun discovered that although Li Wenying was famous for his strong will and solid literary courage, there was still a hint of helplessness in his eyes when he talked about the evil king.
"Thank you, Master Li."
Li Wenying said, "I have something important to tell you. I just learned today that the evil king took the "Three Chapters of Han Xin" in order to enter the Holy Ruins. Although I don't know what specific means he used, you must be extra careful after entering the Holy Ruins. It is best not to meet him. This person said last night that he would definitely get the blood-drop animal skin. He must have some unknown means."
"Fan Ming has already told me about this matter. I must be careful after entering the Holy Ruins. Even if he has all kinds of tricks, I cannot determine that he will win until the end. The one who laughs last laughs best! I believe that I can become the biggest winner in the Holy Ruins!"
"The young boy is teachable. Let's go to the Confucius Academy and take the Shengxu Road." Li Wenying nodded.
.(To be continued..)