Intoxicated and intoxicated, like being bathed in the spring breeze.
Every official was in high spirits and listened carefully to what Fang Yun said.
They didn't even notice that light golden words appeared on the surface of the trunks of the two apricot trees, flowing slowly upwards from bottom to top. Each word was spoken by Fang Yun. It seemed that the apricot trees were not rooted in the soil, but in the mountain of books, rooted in Fang Yun's palace of literature.
When the golden flowing text appeared, the height of the two apricot trees stopped at sixteen meters.
These golden streams slowly flow upward from the trunk, flowing to all the branches, and then forming red flower buds one after another. Some of the flower buds cracked open, revealing white apricot flowers.
Golden light flows on the surface of the white petals, and words flow on the calyx.
The faint scent of apricot blossoms permeates the academy.
Outside the Academy of Literature, many scholars were discussing with bitter faces.
"This is the Holy Apricot Flower! Legend has it that as soon as the apricot altars, big or small, bloom, important figures of the human race will fight to get in and breathe in the fragrance of the Holy Apricot Flower!"
"Unfortunately, we can only smell it after entering it, so we can only imagine it. According to legend, the most important thing for children is the wisdom-enhancing fragrance, but for us adults, the fragrance of the holy apricot flower is a first-class divine object. The holy apricot flower powder is said to contain fragments of the holy way. After absorbing it, it will gradually dissolve in the literary palace, not only making the mind stronger, but also enhancing the literary courage of the literary palace."
"Even the holy apricot flowers are here. It seems that it is only a matter of time before the small holy apricots are produced. According to the rules, a holy apricot literary meeting will be held after the holy apricots bear fruit."
"First smell the fragrance of the holy apricot flowers, then eat the holy apricot fruit. This is a beautiful thing in life recorded in history, but I didn't expect it to be so close to us."
"It's so close yet so far away."
"I almost want to swear! The people of Jing are so lucky. Not long ago, 300,000 soldiers won the Battle Poem Yonggu. 300,000! Because of the Battle Poem Yonggu, even 300,000 scholars have the strength of 300,000 Juren. Even the strongest countries don't have 300,000 Juren. I suspect that the Holy Academy will open the back door for these 300,000 soldiers with the Battle Poem Yonggu and give them extra admission quotas! It's only been a short time, less than a month, and Baling has another Xiaoxingtan. Which of these Xiangzhou officials will not be outstanding in the future?"
"It is said that Jing State has been weak for many years. If I can obtain the eternal war poem, smell the fragrance of the holy apricot flowers and eat the holy apricot fruit, I am willing for Wu State to be weak!"
"You are out of date. On the second day after the Ning'an War, someone in the Li Hall spread the news that the territory recovered by Jing State once belonged to four states. Therefore, Jing State can add four more states' quotas for the imperial examinations, but within five years, only the 300,000 troops will be allowed to participate in the imperial examinations in these four states. Changes will be made after five years."
"Five years later, will Jing Kingdom be considered a true Kyushu Kingdom and a great power? Oh, heaven, oh, all the saints, the world of Shengyuan Continent is changing so fast. Just five or six years ago, Jing Kingdom could be destroyed at any time, but now, it is like it has been inflated and expanded into a Kyushu Kingdom in the blink of an eye."
"Although the Li Palace passed on the message, it immediately attracted opposition. If nothing unexpected happens, even if it succeeds, the number of places for the imperial examinations in the four states will actually be very small. But now that we have left the Xiaoxingtan Holy Land, everyone is afraid of offending Fang Yun, and the opposition voices will probably decrease sharply, which will benefit Jingguo again."
"This... It turns out that the people of Jing are luckier than I thought. Those 300,000 soldiers are already smarter than before, and now they are being kept in captivity in Jing to study hard. In the next five years, all the quotas of the four states will be given to them. I dare not even think about how many Jinshi and Hanlin will be born in the future."
"Just having more Jinshi and Hanlin is not terrible, but they are all Fang Yun's disciples, which is too terrible."
The people nearby were stunned for a moment before they realized the horror of the situation.
Most of the 300,000 soldiers came from poor backgrounds. Even if there were some talented scholars, they must have come from poor families, because people from prominent families or with a slightly higher status would at least have to pass the imperial examination before they could join the army.
If nothing unexpected happens, 99% of the 300,000 soldiers have no mentor, at most they have had a teacher.
Then, they will all certainly regard Fang Yun as their mentor.
This means that within five years, Fang Yun will have a large number of disciples, and each of them will have a literary title. Once these people are dispersed throughout Jingguo, whether they continue to serve in the army or enter the civil service academy, or concentrate on the holy way, they will eventually become part of the Ning'an Party.
"In history, whether it was Cao Cao or Yuan Shao, whether it was Lü Buwei or Zhao Gao, they all once held great power in the government, but their followers could never reach the heights of the Ning'an Party."
“For the first time, I felt that the scholars in the One Party could be described as ants.”
“It’s really too much.”
"I hope he can be canonized. Perhaps after he is canonized, all of us humans will benefit."
"His talent is enough to be canonized, but whether he can be canonized in the end is hard to say. I heard that when he was in Ning'an City, he said he wanted to go to the Valley of the Buried Saints. I am very opposed to this. The human race has been a genius for generations, and there are at least 8,000 scholars who have the potential to be canonized. Why are there only a hundred statues of saints in the temples? It's simple. Most of them died before they were canonized."
"Indeed, if I were Fang Xusheng, I would never leave Shengyuan Continent and would continue to practice, even if it took me a few decades longer."
"So you can't become Fang Xusheng."
"Fang Xusheng can wait, but Jingguo can't. Perhaps, the human race can't wait either."
There were sighs everywhere, and I didn't know whether they were sighing for Fang Yun who was about to go to the dangerous place, or for the future fate of the human race.
In the new holy land of Xiaoxingtan, except for the two apricot trees with strange phenomena, everything else was normal, and Fang Yun was teaching as usual.
Time quickly passed noon and entered the afternoon, but no one complained of being hungry.
Writing is like food, and knowledge can fill your stomach.
In the afternoon, Fang Yun finished speaking about everything he wanted to say and then entered the final question-and-answer session of the lecture.
The officials asked questions one after another, and Fang Yun answered them one by one and communicated with each other.
As night fell, Fang Yun answered the last question and suddenly fell silent. Then he closed his eyes and sat motionless in the chair.
Everyone was stunned. Could it be that there was a problem with Fang Yun’s holy path
Everyone was very nervous and stared at Fang Yun.
After a few breaths, Dong Wencong secretly transmitted a message to every official, saying, "Fang Xusheng's skin is glowing, and when he answered the last question just now, his mouth was fragrant. This is a sign that he will soon be promoted to a great scholar! He seems to be suppressing his realm. From now on, until Fang Xusheng opens his eyes, everyone is only allowed to transmit messages secretly and not make any sound!"
Many people sniffed hard and immediately felt a strong apricot fragrance coming towards them. They were wondering if this was the fragrance of the mouth before being promoted to a great scholar, but then they smelled the apricot fragrance mixed with the strange smell of ink, and they were relieved. However, these people were puzzled again, how could there be apricot fragrance around September
It was only then that everyone looked around for the source of the fragrance.
After seeing the two apricot trees, everyone was shocked, their eyes were confused, and then their faces showed ecstasy.
A small apricot altar has actually formed here!
Some people almost shouted out, but then hurriedly covered their mouths to hold back their shouts, which resulted in choking and coughing. Others got cramps and all kinds of ugly scenes.
Except for the person who coughed, who was given a cold shoulder by many people, no one blamed the rest of the ugly behaviors.
Everyone was extremely happy.
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