As usual, Fang Yun continued to read and study in the latter half of the night. He took time to sort out the content to be taught tomorrow and used lesson plans that would only be available in later generations. He did not fall asleep until early in the morning. After sleeping for an hour, he got up in high spirits.
After breakfast, people from the Academy of Etiquette sent an etiquette officer to come and bring lecture robes, and then instruct Fang Yun on the etiquette of lectures.
The opening of lectures in Yuexiyuan is a grand event in the academy, and the process is a little complicated.
When the time came, Fang Yun pushed open the door and walked out, and the carriage specially used for Shangshe students stopped in front of the door. The academy is huge, so traveling by carriage will be much more convenient.
Before Fang could get on the carriage, he saw Qiao Juze, who lived in the Shangshe District, hurrying over with his book boy.
"Brother Fang, we have something important to discuss. Come with me to Yuexiyuan." Qiao Juze held the front hem of the white Jinshi uniform with his left hand and waved to Fang Yun with his right hand.
Fang Yun noticed that Qiao Juze's expression was not good, so he stopped and waited for him to come.
Qiao Juze lowered his head and gave an order, and the book boy stopped and changed his way to Yuexiyuan.
Qiao Juze walked to the carriage and said, "You go first."
Fang Yun was not polite, lifted up his robe and stepped onto the carriage, followed by Qiao Juze.
The coachman swung his long whip, the tip of the whip crackled, and the carriage moved forward slowly.
Qiao Juze whispered: "You have to be careful today."
"Brother Qiao, why did you say this?" Fang Yun asked.
"The young Duke was punished by thunder in Lingyan Pavilion yesterday. He was holding a grudge and I don't know what he said. King Kang invited Mo Zhibi, a calligraphy master from Yanzhou, to come out overnight. In addition, Qin Dao, who had a good relationship with Zuo, The master of Three Realms, Jiao Song, and the master of Three Realms Painting, Ruan Ling, who were greatly favored by the Lei family, will also come."
Fang Yun's pupils involuntarily dilated, his eyes sparkled, and he asked, "Is this true?"
"Of course it's true! In the land of Jingguo, their affairs can be hidden from others, but it is impossible to hide their affairs from our Chen Sheng family. Even if our ancestors are about to die, they are still semi-saints!" Qiao Juze's tone showed a little pride. .
Fang Yun sighed softly and said: "This matter is troublesome. The names of these three people are so popular, don't say what I said is wrong. Even if there are a few flaws, they will find and reprimand them, which is enough to make my first Lectures and jokes.”
Qiao Juze said: "These three are all masters, and it stands to reason that they won't do anything too mean, but you have to know that the Lei family hates you to the core, and the Prime Minister Zuo and King Kang even think that you are preventing the Qing Kingdom and the Wu Kingdom from carving up our country. "If the country resorts to drastic measures, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
Fang Yun asked: "Is there any way to prevent the three people from coming?"
"No, the three of them are not only qualified to enter the Yuexi Academy. They are also qualified to sit in and sit down. Unlike ordinary students who can only stand and listen to lectures."
"This is troublesome." Fang Yun frowned and thought.
Qiao Juze said: "When you give lectures, be careful not to seek merit, but to have no faults. Even if you are said to be mediocre in talent, you cannot let them find out your big mistakes."
"This is a way." Fang Yun said.
"Beyond that, it all depends on what you say. With your ability, you might be able to silence them. After all, you are ranked ninth on the hunting list. After all, you are the highest ranked person in Lingyan Pavilion. One son! Even if you have no merit before, your reputation as the only full-time and first-ranking son in Lingyan Pavilion will be passed down for generations." Qiao Juze looked at Fang Yun with envy.
Fang Yun smiled slightly and said: "Be fully prepared and have the best hope. Be prepared for the worst."
"Okay! That's insightful. However, today the civil and military officials can't come to the Yuexi Courtyard. I'm afraid they are already quarreling in the court. Your reward is too big, and I'm afraid it will make a hole in the Jinluan Palace. I don't know. There won't be any noise until tomorrow," Qiao Juze said with a smile.
Fang Yun smiled helplessly: "Last time I suppressed a state and let hundreds of officials fight for a day. This time they should have experience. It's me. Let's discuss it in batches and sections."
"This method is very good. It is estimated that the court meetings in the next three days will be about your rewards. It is a pity that you did not become a Jinshi. If you became a Jinshi, your official position may not be high, but your status will definitely be the same as a second-grade official!"
"I'm not interested in official positions, I just want a literary position." Fang Yun said.
"Indeed, literary position comes first."
The two kept talking, and after a while, they heard dense but low voices coming from outside the car.
Fang Yun opened the door curtain and saw that there were not many people on the road, but there were dense crowds of people standing on both sides of the road and in the garden opposite Yuexiyuan.
As the carriage moved forward, the sounds of conversation turned into a buzzing sound, like mosquitoes flying in the sky.
Qiao Juze also glanced out the window and said with a smile: "Except for Wen Xiang's annual lectures, there has not been such a grand event in Jingguo for many years. Even the major literary conferences are not like today. Guess who you just discovered?"
"Who?" Fang Yun asked.
"Master Xu, the Right Shaoqing of Dali Temple."
"You Shaoqing of Dali Temple is a high-ranking official of the third rank. Mr. Xu should be a member of the Imperial Academy. He should be at the court today. Why are you here? Are you not afraid of impeachment by the Censor Qingliu of the Supervisory Yuan?"
"You don't know that Mr. Xu is a lover of calligraphy and painting. He would rather risk being fined to come to your place to listen to lectures. He looks sick and sick. He is probably pretending to be sick and taking leave just to come to you."
Fang Yun smiled and said: "That's it."
"Those celebrities who are secluded in the capital, who are proficient in piano, calligraphy and painting, will definitely come. I heard that the courtesans in various flower houses have tried their best to attend the lectures. They disguise themselves as men and serve as Jinshi Only when you are a follower are you qualified to go outside the Yuexi Courtyard. By the way, do you know how many taels are paid for this kind of listening qualification?" Qiao Juze raised a finger.
"One hundred taels?" Fang Yun asked.
"It's one thousand taels of silver! A small restaurant with a good business in the capital can only earn this much in a year." Qiao Juze said.
"Crazy." Fang Yun shook his head gently.
"Not only are they not crazy, but they are extremely smart! They spend a thousand taels today and talk about poetry and painting with guests under the name of Fang Zhenguo's disciples when they go back. Their worth will definitely skyrocket! Just watch, within three days, those people will The flower girl who didn't come will definitely regret it and will try her best to get closer to you. "
Fang Yun laughed, not expecting that he still had the ability to stimulate Jingguo's economy.
The carriage stopped under the Yuexiyuan. Qiao Juze dismounted first and then opened the door curtain to make it easier for Fang Yun to get out of the carriage.
Near the entrance of Yuexiyuan are either celebrities from the capital or students from the academy, no one is ordinary.
When everyone saw that the Jinshi son-in-law of the Chen Sheng family opened the car door like a servant, they realized that there was a big shot in the car. They immediately stood up straight with a serious face and stopped talking.
Fang Yun walked out.
Everyone looked a little strange at the young face, but when they saw it was Fang Yun, they suddenly realized that there were a few people who had never seen Fang Yun before. They asked in a low voice and nodded lightly after getting the answer. Fang Yun was qualified to receive this kind of treatment.
"Good morning, Brother Fang!" said a Jinshi who once toasted Fang Yun at the Double Ninth Festival.
"Thank you for the morning, brother." Fang Yun smiled and held his hands.
Afterwards, greetings came one after another, and Fang Yun bowed his hands in greeting.
The early morning sun shines on Fang Yun's black gold-patterned lecture robe. The lecture robe is large and solemn, making Fang Yun look a little more mature.
After getting off the car, Fang Yun walked towards the gate of Yuexiyuan, but the guard signaled that the time had not come yet.
Fang Yun stood in front of the door and looked around. There was a sea of people in front of him, and people kept coming from a distance.
Tens of thousands of scholars, beauties and ladies looked at Fang Yun. Some bold women even jumped up to the high ground to look at Fang Yun. Some even waved to Fang Yun, but they didn't dare to shout.
Facing tens of thousands of blazing eyes, Fang Yun smiled. After all, he had seen bigger scenes.
Soon, people with high academic status arrived one after another, including many bachelors from the All Saints Family. Fang Yun greeted these senior gentlemen politely.
Not long after, a strange old man stepped out of the carriage, and was supported by two gorgeous beauties beside him. He shook every step, and he was so old that he was about to die, but he still could not fall down.
The old man is wearing a Tsing Yi university scholar's robe.
Fang Yun took a closer look and saw that the academician had sparse white hair, his face was covered with age spots, all his teeth were missing, and his lips were shrunken, but his eyes were clear and he was smiling.
Fang Yun knew in his heart that the great bachelor of the Ten Kingdoms who was so old and yet allowed two beauties to serve him with such ostentation could only be the legendary one. Although he was not one of the four great talents, he still had the word "jun" called. Fang Yun suddenly felt a headache and had to go up with everyone to greet him.
"I have met Mr. Huajun..."
"I've seen Bachelor Hua..."
"Yeah! Yeah!" Old Man Huajun nodded with a smile, and his withered old hands did not forget to touch the jade hands of the concubines on both sides.
Everyone left one after another, but the old man Hua Jun glanced at everyone, and finally fell on Fang Yun. He said with a smile: "It's just you. The young man who dares to stand there can only be Fang Yun! Damn boy, on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Chinese Valentine's Day On that day, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the Double Ninth Festival, you will have robbed me of all my reputation in the flower house! You will definitely drink flower wine with me in the next few days, or I will call all the girls in the capital to block your door. !”
Fang Yun smiled bitterly and said: "If students have the opportunity, they should drink and enjoy the flowers with Mr. Huajun."
"Yes, you can teach me! Today is your big day to give lectures, so I won't disturb you. Today you become famous in Hualou by playing chess, calligraphy and painting. Tomorrow I will teach you how to appreciate flowers." Old Man Huajun said with a smile.
Fang Yun nodded in agreement. Mr. Huajun was not good at anything else. He was unparalleled in writing erotic poems. The erotic poems written by him could even add to the entertainment. It was so magical that famous flower houses in ten countries had countless masterpieces written by him. The flower girl is willing to devote herself to him.
The old man Hua Jun is over ninety years old, but he still loves his girls. He is one of the four great wonders of the human race.
Not long after, the bell rang, and the guard slowly opened the door of Yuexiyuan, and then shouted: "The second quarter of the hour has arrived, all living beings are entering."
Different from ordinary lecture halls, Yuexi Courtyard is an open-air lecture hall. In the innermost part is a tall statue of Confucius, which is twenty feet high.
In front of Confucius, everyone is a student.
In front of the statue of Confucius is a literary platform, with fan-shaped stepped seats extending from the literary platform to the door.
There were neatly arranged futons on the stone steps closer to the desk, but there were no futons further away. Everyone could only stand on the steps and listen to the lecture.
Fang Yun bowed his hands to everyone, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards the literary platform.
At the same time, a group of people walked into the side door of Yuexiyuan. These people carried three animals, incense candles and other sacrificial items and slowly walked towards the literary platform. (To be continued...)