"No. Confucius said: The ruler should be a ruler, the minister should be a minister, the father should be a father, and the son should be a son. The ruler should act like a ruler, the minister should be loyal to his duties, the father should act like a father, and the son should do what a son should do. This is the great etiquette of the world and the source of order for the human race. Mencius said: Those who work with their minds rule others, and those who work with their hands are ruled by others. And there is a distinction between high and low in laboring with the mind. Fang Yun should have been laboring with a superior heart, but he did not know how to study classics and preach the great way of education. He only took the benefits of poetry and argued with the monsters for a moment. This is not the heart of a gentleman, but the heart of a villain!" Chen Zhiyuan said.
"What nonsense! When Fang Yun couldn't even afford to buy scriptures, why did he bother to do this? You are also a famous scholar in Jiangzhou, how can you be so incomprehensible!"
Chen Zhiyuan said: "In the past, he struggled to make a living, but now he should choose the path of education and spread his grace widely."
One person said, "Brother Chen is wrong. To educate the people, one must first be well-educated, then experience the ups and downs of human nature, and finally practice the way of educating and educating people. Fang Yun never said that he would give up the way of educating. In my opinion, he is honing himself and then practicing the way of educating. Confucius traveled around the countries and later became a saint. Mencius also led his disciples to travel around the countries and achieved great success."
Another person laughed and said, "Brother Chen, if you don't let Fang Yun write poetry, how can you let him teach others poetry? Every poem he wrote can be learned by scholars all over the world. This is the most simple way of education. His classics are widely spread and benefit many students. This is also a way of education."
"I heard that dozens of students from a college in Yuhai City were touched when they saw 'fruits and vegetables filling the streets, and generous gifts filling the doors'. They worked hard and made rapid progress. This is the saying that peaches and plums do not speak, but people come to them of their own accord. Fang Yun and the people of Yuhai City are like peach blossoms and plums. Even if they don't deliberately attract people, there will still be people who will appreciate the flowers and fruits and create a path under the trees. Those who talk about benevolence and teaching are at a lower level."
Chen Zhiyuan said: "If Fang Yun gives up poetry and studies the classics, he will become a great scholar in less than 30 years!"
"Fang Yun is practicing his own holy path. How do you know that he won't become a great scholar within thirty years?"
"Even if you haven't eaten pork, have you seen a pig run?"
"That's it. You can only see the pig's path, but Fang Yun is following the dragon's path!"
"Well said!" Some scholars from Dayuan Prefecture came nearby and praised together.
"Humph! I know I am stupid, so I practice state governance and focus on policy so that my people can live and work in peace. Fang Yun is above me, so he should focus on educating people on the holy way and benefiting the people. If not, then you are not even as good as me! You are just like Fang Yun's watchdogs!"
Some people were furious, while others laughed.
"The more you talk, the more you sound like the small group of broken literary courage in the Juwen Pavilion in Bakong City. I remember a great scholar laughed at the rats in the Juwen Pavilion. They didn't have much ability themselves, but they looked down on others' abilities. You can blame Fang Yun. Then we can blame you. That makes sense. But you, on the other hand, say that Fang Yun is not even as good as you. When we talk about you, you start to curse. Even if you become a juren, it will be difficult for you to gather literary courage."
"You said Fang Yun is not as good as you, then compare yourself with him. Of course. You can't compare 'looking down on others', in this aspect, you are far superior to Fang Yun."
The scholars burst into laughter.
"I... I'm talking about mine. What does it have to do with you?" Chen Zhiyuan's face flushed with shame.
"If you were writing an essay, we would discuss it with you. But since you are not writing an essay and are disparaging others, we will naturally discuss it with you."
A man with a Dayuanfu accent said, "What does it have to do with you that Fang Yun has taken away his own holy path? By the way, have you learned Fang Yun's legendary war poem?"
The people around him looked at Chen Zhiyuan, and his face turned red.
The man from Dayuan Mansion continued, "Everyone in the world can say that Fang Yun is wrong. You can say you don't like his poems, that's fine. Even if you say he can't become a great scholar, I won't pay attention to you. But you yourself don't understand the holy way and can't become a great scholar, but you insist that Fang Yun can't become a great scholar if he doesn't follow the holy way you chose. You act like no one in the world is better than you. You are so arrogant! You are so ignorant of etiquette and don't observe etiquette. If you take it one step further, you will be exactly the same as those people in Juwen Pavilion!"
"Old Chang, let's go and welcome Fang Yun. What do these scholars who have not experienced the world know? When the monster turtle's bloody mouth is about to hit them, these people will urinate faster than anyone else!"
"Yes, Yun Cong is right. Goodbye, everyone."
Then more than a dozen scholars in blue clothes smiled together, bowed to everyone, and followed Chang Wanxu to where Fang Yun was.
"I remember now. That 'Old Chang' is Chang Wanxu, a scholar who entered the state academy and was the second-best scholar in Dayuan Prefecture three years ago."
"Fang Wenhou also studied at the State Academy of Literature. The Literary Newspaper said that he and his classmates at the State Academy of Literature worked together to kill the demon turtle. It seems that they were the ones."
"We were so stupid just now. Why did we say so much nonsense? The Holy Academy encourages killing monsters and barbarians. Fang Yun has done a great job. Chen Zhiyuan said that Fang Yun's holy way is wrong. Let's go to the Holy Academy! Let's go and welcome Fang Yun. Don't bother with such people."
The people around left.
In the crowded Wenyuan Street, in addition to the area around Fang Yun, there was also an open space around Chen Zhiyuan.
Chen Zhiyuan looked in the direction of Fang Yun, gritting his teeth, his cheeks moving slightly, and finally narrowing his eyes slightly, as if a monster was roaring in his heart.
"The words of Confucius and Mencius are definitely not wrong! Fang Yun is wrong for not focusing on education! I respect the teachings of the saints, and that's right! I am not as good as him in poetry and classics, but I follow the path of a minister, study policy papers in depth, and know everything in the world. I will definitely surpass him in policy papers and prove my saintly way! I will go all out for the first place in policy papers this year! How can I, Chen Zhiyuan, be compared to those people in Juwen Pavilion!"
The classmates from the State Academy of Arts successfully came to Fang Yun's side, and then went to the academy together with Fang Yun.
"My classmates, long time no see." Fang Yun said with a smile.
"Haha, seeing you surrounded by so many people today reminds me of the day when you shot and killed the demon turtle. Where is your slave?"
"It stayed at home with Yuhuan and didn't want to go out with me. It's getting lazier and lazier. Come, let me introduce you. These are my friends in the Holy Ruins. Like you, they have experienced life and death together."
Fang Yun began to introduce both parties one by one. The classmates of the State Academy of Arts were extremely excited. Yan Yukong and others were all famous figures who would surely stir up the world in the future. It was a great fortune to be able to meet them.
The group walked and talked as they got closer and closer to the entrance of the State Academy of Arts.
This time, not as many people took the Juren examination as the Xiucai examination. There were tens of thousands of students taking the Xiucai examination in each prefecture, but there were only four or five thousand Xiucai taking the Juren examination in the nine prefectures.
Today is the day when "Wen Bao" and "Sheng Dao" are on sale. Many people read their copies on the spot after buying them, and waited nearby to watch the fun.
Soon, the entrance began. Fang Yun and the scholars he knew lined up together, while the scholars who were protecting him were blocked outside by soldiers. This was the entrance to the Holy Temple, and the power of the Holy Temple was extremely strong, so no one was worried about being assassinated by the demons.
Before entering, everyone was still talking and laughing, but once they started entering, the volume of people talking became quieter.
"I heard that this year's exam will be different from previous years."
"How did you know?"
"It's all spreading now. Not to mention the time of the scholar examination was changed, even the Holy Ruins has become known to the world. In the past, we didn't have the chance to know such things so clearly. If you don't believe me, ask Fang Yun." Chang Wanxu said.
Some scholars from Yuhai Prefecture and Dayuan Prefecture looked over together.
Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "There is such a saying, but I don't know the details. However, if there is any change in this year's imperial examination, it is that those who are proficient in classics and poetry will not take the exam. This is my chance."
"But there are more and more scholars who are proficient in policy essays. Many scholars aspire to be high officials rather than pursue the path of sainthood, so they work hard on policy essays. This time they benefit."
"Fang Yun, you can't lose. Your poetry and classics are no problem. But if you lose in policy essays, the people of Qing and Wu will definitely ridicule you again."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "You've already encountered something as depressing as an exam, so don't say anything more depressing."
Everyone chuckled.
"No matter what, we will fight back. The three subjects of poetry, classics and policy essays are the same over and over again. At most, I will fail the exam and take it again next year!"
“Will the number of places next year be doubled like this year?”
"Of course, the world is changing. The human race is becoming more talented, and there will be more and more Juren and Jinshi in the future. Fang Yun and Yan Yukong were born to meet the times. Jianmei Gong and others are like fish in water when they encounter such a good time. One day they can become dragons."
"I understand. Some people are not taking part in this year's imperial examinations because they are preparing for the next few years."
Fang Yun said: "Is this true? I have heard of it, but I didn't take it seriously."
"Of course, it is said that it came from the Holy Academy. Since the movement of Wenquxing, the talent of the human race has increased significantly. It is said that it will be easier to pass the imperial examinations and become a Jinshi in the future. And there will be more and more people studying in the mountains and the sea of learning. No matter who caused the movement of Wenquxing, they are all good people."
"Originally, it was said that it was a bad thing for Wenquxing not to shine on Shengyuan Continent, but now there are rumors that it is a good thing."
Fang Yun felt a little relieved of the burden in his heart. He originally thought that the movement of his Wenqu Star causing the Holy Ruins to appear ahead of time was a bad thing and might be detrimental to the human race. But now it seems that the entire human race has benefited from the movement of his Wenqu Star, which should be a good thing.
"It will be our turn soon."
Fang Yun looked forward and saw that he was very close to the door. He weighed the book box and basket and slowly walked forward.
Not long after, Fang Yun passed the inspection and did not go directly to the holy temple, but waited for others at the door.
Wait for those people to come in, and then everyone will move forward together.
Fang Yun asked: "Is the chief examiner this time really the beggar uncle Zhao Jingkong?"
"That's him. It is said that it was appointed by Master Li before he went to the Holy Academy. He cannot trust anyone else."
Fang Yun nodded and looked involuntarily in the direction of the holy temple, wanting to meet this legendary figure.
Chang Wanxu at the side lowered his voice and laughed, "Anyway, I don't believe those rumors. It is said that he escaped from the palace when he was seven years old and became a beggar. The city guards searched for him for a day but couldn't find him. They had to ask a great scholar to use the Book of Changes to find him. It is said that he was beaten to pieces by the old monarch."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Don't disbelieve me, this is true. We talked about it yesterday. He became a beggar almost every year. At first, the royal family tried to stop him, but later they just let him be. Anyway, according to him, it was to understand life, and in the end he really understood the importance of becoming a university scholar. It is said that the higher his rank, the less he cared about his appearance. After becoming a university scholar, he even deliberately tore up his university scholar uniform. I want to see if it is true."
"No way, for such an important human event as the Imperial Examination, how dare he wear tattered clothes?" (To be continued...)