The Ma Manren was not at all proud and stared at Yan Yue closely.
Guan Yaoyuan stood up shakily, not daring to stop Tang Dazhanggui, and looked at the barbarian commander with fear. The barbarian commander was equivalent to the Jinshi of the human race, and could command 3,000 barbarian soldiers, which was already the upper echelon of the barbarian tribe.
Everyone looked at the unlucky Yan Yue. He wrote a crooked poem to mock Fang Yun for being incompetent and being raised by a child bride, but it turned out that Fang Yun not only had the talent to make money, but also attracted the head of Xuanting Bookstore. This incident would inevitably become a stigma for Yan Yue. If he could not wash away this stigma, there would be big problems in the future.
Yan Yue clenched his teeth, he believed that he still had hope. As long as Fang Yun did not write any famous article to attack him, he would have a hope of becoming a juren and becoming a literary talent, and would not become the second Pan'er.
The people in the alley parted to make way for Manager Tang.
When Manager Tang walked in, Fang Yun said, "Fang Yun greets Manager Tang."
But the shopkeeper Tang smiled and said, "Do you know how I found you?"
Fang Yun blurted out: "It must be Master Zhou who sold me out."
"Haha, I used an ancient book to exchange for your address. What do you think of my suggestion? If you disagree, we can discuss it."
The scholars opened their eyes wide. Can we negotiate? Is the shopkeeper Tang saying that his offer is not good enough? Even if it were a prominent family or a scholar, they would have agreed to it in a hurry. Could it be that Fang Yun was still not satisfied
Fang Yun said: "The price is indeed low, but you are sincere and we can negotiate. I am a little curious. Xuanting Bookstore is a model of booksellers. Why would it like my unconventional promotional method?"
Manager Tang said with a smile, "Practice what you have learned is a rule set by the saints. With your method, more books can be sold, which is a great achievement for education. How can it be said that you are taking an unconventional approach? If Confucius had known your wonderful method of publicity when he broke up private schools and established public schools, he would have certainly used it. How could you not know that corrupt scholars are beaten by everyone when they cross the street? The reason why I like your method of selling books and rushed here in a hurry is selfish."
"Please speak, Manager Tang." Fang Yun said.
"I am the descendant of a novelist." Manager Tang's eyes were full of sadness.
Many scholars also sighed softly. During the time when a hundred schools of thought contended with each other, novelists had the lowest status, and no novelist has been canonized to this day. Even Gan Bao, the author of the mythological novel "Soushen Ji", could only be regarded as a great scholar.
Manager Tang continued, "Your novel has given me a glimpse of the revival of novels. Whether it is the simplicity of wording or the simplicity of novel punctuation, it can be spread in the fastest way. With the help of novel publicity methods, it will achieve twice the result with half the effort. That's why I came here immediately."
Fang Yun nodded and said, "Boss Tang, please come in and talk."
Fang Daniu quickly opened the door and saw Yang Yuhuan and the little fox coming out of the main room, as if they heard Fang Yun's voice.
Yang Yuhuan walked out curiously, while Nunu shouted happily and turned into a white shadow and threw herself into Fang Yun's arms.
Manager Tang looked at Nunu, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Fang Yun was holding Nu Nu in his arms and was about to invite Manager Tang to come in when someone suddenly shouted at the entrance of the alley, "Is this the first Fang Yun project?"
Fang Yun felt the voice sounded familiar and turned around to see that it was Wan Xuezheng, one of the three examiners of the county examination, who worked at the Prefecture's Academy of Literature.
Wan Xuezhen was wearing official uniform today, and a red silk ribbon was placed on his official hat to indicate that he was going to attend an important ceremony. Behind him followed many people wearing large red silk ribbons, carrying some boxes, and all of them looked very happy.
"Sir Wan." Fang Yun bowed and saluted. The other students were all from the prefectural academy of literature. They all knew this seventh-rank academician, and they saluted together.
Wan Xuezheng glanced at the alley in surprise, nodded slightly to Fang Yun and Manager Tang, then raised a roll of silk cloth in his hand.
"The Queen Mother's decree."
Those with literati status immediately bowed their heads and bent their waists, while those without literati status, such as the groom and Yang Yuhuan, all half-knelt with one leg touching the ground.
Those who have passed the imperial examination or are below the rank of a judge only kneel before the parents of Heaven and Earth and before all the saints. They half-kneel before the emperor and do not kneel at other times.
Jinshi and above do not kneel when they see the emperor, but half-kneel when they see the emperor.
Those without literary title kneel when they see the emperor, and half-kneel when they see the king and the queen mother.
A boy will not kneel before the sage, and a scholar will not kneel before the sage.
The Ma barbarian bent down unwillingly. He was a barbarian and his status was two levels lower than his strength. Before the imperial edict, he was only equivalent to a scholar.
Nunu looked at everyone curiously, then stood up and imitated Fang Yun, clasping his fists and bending over, but his cunning eyes kept looking around.
"I heard that Fang Yun from Ji County is a great poet, virtuous, talented, and well-informed. He is a pillar of our Jing State and a young phoenix of the human race. Because he is still young, it is inconvenient to give him a title. I specially reward him with a set of imperial study treasures and Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng. I also heard that Yuhuan, the child bride, is naturally beautiful, gentle and virtuous. She did not abandon him in adversity and finally got rich and stayed with Fang Yun. She is truly a role model for women in Jing State. I grant her the eighth rank of imperial decree and the title of Anren. I also reward her with a phoenix crown and a bridal robe made by the princess and a page of blessing words written by me, 'The Harmony of Brocade and Zither'."
The imperial edict had this, but the imperial decree had not, so when Wan Xuezheng paused for a moment, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan shouted together, "Thank you, Empress Dowager, for your grace."
Yan Yue, who was standing aside, was sweating profusely and his body couldn't stop shaking. If there was a glimmer of hope before, now he was completely finished unless the Left Prime Minister personally protected him. The Empress Dowager issued an imperial decree praising Fang Yun as "virtuous and talented" and Yang Yuhuan as "gentle and virtuous", but he composed a crooked poem to scold both Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan. This was a real act of rebellion.
Although the Queen Mother of Jingguo has no talent, she is now in charge of the government and is close to the monarch, so she can naturally influence the fate of the country. Yan Yuewen is not of high rank and is vulnerable to the power of the Queen Mother.
"How could this be!" Yan Yue collapsed on the ground.
On the other side, Guan Yaoyuan, who had been playing the good cop, wiped the sweat off his face with trembling hands. He knew that his literary reputation would suffer a serious blow after this incident, and his talent would also wither. He would definitely not be able to pass the imperial examination in three to five years. He glanced at Yan Yue again, knowing that Yan Yue was even worse off than him. The empress dowager would never be able to turn things around unless she stepped down.
Most people looked at Yang Yuhuan, and she was just as the rumors said, she was stunningly beautiful and as beautiful as Xi Shi.
At this moment, Yang Yuhuan's face was flushed and her mind was blank. She had always felt inferior about her identity. After all, she was just a child bride. But now the empress dowager conferred her the title of Lady of Imperial Conferment. Although it was only an eighth-rank Anren, it was equivalent to a ninth-rank civil official. Many wives of prominent family heads found it difficult to obtain this title. Usually, only the mothers of prominent family heads could obtain this title.
The phoenix coronet and bridal robe accorded to princesses were of even greater significance. Usually, only the daughters of Hanlin scholars or officials of the third rank could receive the phoenix coronet and bridal robe accorded to princesses by the palace when they got married, and very few could receive the handwritten blessing from the empress dowager.
He Yutang and several other older people looked at the people carrying the gift boxes. What attracted them was not Yang Yuhuan's status and beauty, but the legendary Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng.
Dragon Palace Blood Sea Cucumber is a specialty sea cucumber of the Dragon Palace of the Four Seas. Jing State only gets ten pairs of it a year, and almost all of them are sent to the palace. Only a very small number of great scholars or university officials can receive them as rewards.
Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng has the effects of strengthening the body, prolonging life, increasing intelligence and strengthening the heart. It is also a tonic and a daily food for the dragon clan. It can be eaten by both monsters and humans.
The horse tribe handsome man looked at the gift boxes greedily, sniffed lightly, looked at the box containing the Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng, thought about it, and finally gave up the idea of robbing. Although the Dragon Palace Blood Ginseng was precious, his life was at stake. As long as he made the slightest move, the prefect and governor of the state would find out immediately with the official seal, which was not worth the loss.
Wan Xuezheng hurriedly said "read the gift list" and asked someone to read out the specific gifts. Then he quickly came to Fang Yun and Manager Tang, handed the imperial edict to Fang Yun, and asked, "Fang Shuangjia, what happened?"
Fang Yun briefly recounted what had happened.
Wan Xuezhen was furious. Although he did not want to offend Zuo Xiang's faction, he was also one of the examiners of Fang Yun's county examination, and was considered half of Fang Yun's teacher.
Wan Xuezheng looked at Yan Yue and said, "As a student of Jingguo, you don't think about serving the country; standing under the Holy Academy, you don't know benevolence and courtesy. You even attacked the character of the person praised by the Queen Mother. You are so jealous and full of evil intentions. How hateful! Tomorrow I will ask the Lord of the Academy to remove you from your position in the Academy! Get out!"
Yan Yue and Guan Yaoyuan were about to leave when Fang Yun suddenly said, "Please stay for a while. Manager Tang has scolded me to his heart's content. Wenxue Zheng has taught me a lesson, but I didn't say a word. It's better to resolve a feud than to create one. Although you two are working for Liu Zicheng, I will eventually enter the Fuwen Academy in a few days, and we are still classmates. After thinking about it, I wrote an inscription to express my determination. I also hope that you two future classmates will not look down on poor children like me. Daniel, go to the room to get a table and four treasures of the study."
Guan Yaoyuan and Yan Yue secretly groaned in their hearts, but they did not dare to leave and could only wait.
Wan Wan Xue Zheng Dao said: "Since it is an inspirational inscription, then use the four treasures of the study that the Queen Mother gave you to write it. You have great talent. If this inscription can leave a name in Jingguo, it will best demonstrate the Queen Mother's ability to judge people."
"good."
Fang Daniu rushed into the house and moved the table, while Yang Yuhuan kept nervously tugging at Fang Yun's sleeve, like a shy little wife, and had not fully digested today's good news.
Fang Daniu quickly brought out the table and the brush washer, while Wan Xuezheng asked people to arrange the pens, ink, paper and inkstone given by the empress dowager. He personally poured water into the inkstone, then held the ink stick and ground it slowly.
"Master Wan, you can't do that!" Fang Yun said.
"I have never used the tribute ink from the imperial court. This time I will just treat it as a stimulant. Please don't ruin my good thing. This tribute ink will not dissipate in water and will not deteriorate over time. It has a light and elegant fragrance and a dark and moist color. I am satisfied just by looking at it." Wan Xuezhen was not at all ashamed of the fact that the scholar was grinding ink for the student. Instead, he enjoyed it.
Fang Yun couldn't stop him and started picking up the pen.
This set of four treasures of the study includes ten brushes, twenty tribute inks, two hundred pages of tribute paper, and a glazed koi inkstone, all of which are rare treasures.
Fang Yun checked the brushes one by one. Rabbit hair was too soft, wolf hair was too hard, so he chose a brush with both rabbit and wolf hair.
Fang Yun did not close his eyes to meditate.
No one was talking around, only the sound of Wan Xuezhen grinding ink.
After a while, Fang Yun said: "Today, I will use this humble room as a motto to encourage you all."
Fang Yun picked up the pen and wrote down Liu Yuxi's famous work "Praise of the Humble House", while Wan Xue was reciting it slowly beside him.
"Inscription on the Humble House."
“A mountain is not famous for its height, but for the presence of a saint. A river is not famous for its depth, but for the presence of a dragon.”
"This is a humble room, but my virtue is fragrant. The moss on the steps is green, and the grass is green in the curtains."
"There are great scholars in conversation and laughter, and no unlearned people among us. We can tune the zither and read the golden scriptures."
"No music to disturb the ears, no paperwork to tire the body."
"Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Ziyun Pavilion in Western Shu."
"Confucius said: What is there to be ashamed of?"
The text is complete, with each word gleaming with light. Talent is stirring within ten feet. The fragrance in the brush and ink is infinitely magnified, spreading for three miles.
Then, two crisp cracking sounds were heard from the heads of Guan Yaoyuan and Yan Yue.
The palace of literature is cracked!
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