As soon as Fang Yun arrived in Kongcheng, he received a few letters, all from friends in the Holy Market, saying to come together.
Fang Yun shook his head after reading this. These holy ruins held everyone back for the holy ruins, and they have been crazy about playing these days. After climbing Mount Tai during the Double Ninth Festival, they visited Qingguo and Kongcheng, and they just happened to watch the Ten Kingdoms Competition together. Compare.
Those who participated in the Ten Kingdoms Competition were Shangshe people from each country. Among the candidates from the Holy Market, only Fang Yun and Yan Yukong were not inferior to Jinshi from all countries in Lingyan Pavilion. They entered Shangshe in Jingguo and Qingguo respectively, so they could participate in the Ten Kingdoms. National University Competition.
Jingguo's dormitory area is a row of twenty single-yard wooden buildings. After Fang Yun entered and took a short rest, he heard the door being pushed open, and a group of wild Shengxu people were walking away laughing and carrying wine and vegetables. Come in.
Fang Yun smiled helplessly and came out.
"Hello, Fang Manchou! I, Zong Wude, have been trying to strangle you to death!" Zong Wude walked in with a jar of wine in each hand.
"Fang Twelve must be strangled to death, otherwise we will never get ahead!" Li Fanming shouted, holding a bunch of greasy paper bags high.
"I won't strangle you to death, but I understand how they feel about strangling you to death!" Yan Yukong smiled and took out the rolled blanket from Yin Jiangbei, threw it on the ground, stretched out his feet and kicked it, and spread the blanket .
Everyone set out dishes and drinks, and chatted freely while drinking. After a while, Shangshe Jinshi from Jingguo joined in, and then people from other countries who wanted to visit also joined in. Finally, a total of fifty people gathered together to form a small group. A large-scale cultural gathering.
Everyone talked about everything and didn't disperse until late at night.
The first day of October is the release date of the monthly Holy Word and the ten-day Wenbao.
Countless people gathered outside the Jingguo Academy, ranging from high-ranking Hanlin officials to literati to peddlers and lackeys. Hundreds of thousands of people crowded outside the bookstore selling the monthly magazine "Holy Way", and the number of people became more and more crowded. There were so many that the academy had to temporarily open three additional sales outlets.
Before The Holy Path was officially sold. All the people in Jingguo were extremely excited and talked a lot.
The calmest ones are the vendors selling books and newspapers at Xuanting Bookstore. They push trolleys, are uniformly dressed, and the banners and banners on the trolleys are also uniform.
"For the first time in the history of "Holy Way", a supplement has been added to Juren!"
"Fang Zhenguo's masterpiece "A Chinese Ghost Story" continues to be a hot seller, don't miss it!"
"'The most precious dowry of Zhenguo Ci in human history' will soon appear on "Holy Way"!"
"This issue of "Holy Way" will tell you the secrets that are everywhere!"
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"Don't crowd around, you can buy it all, you can buy it all!"
"Stop talking nonsense, you have the best time! Shut up!"
"This scholar. What you say is too hurtful. You must clearly see my black uniform."
"I say this even if you are wearing a Jinshi uniform! Stealing "The Holy Way" from me is like killing my parents. This is an irreconcilable hatred!"
"Okay, you win..." The judge sighed helplessly. At the moment when the scholar relaxed, he suddenly pushed forward and successfully stood in front of the scholar.
"Despicable! Despicable! Despicable..." The scholar screamed angrily.
Some Jinshi stood far away. Sit on the sidelines.
"How unbecoming it is to squeeze in like this for a copy of "The Holy Way"! Why don't you line up!"
"With hundreds of thousands of people buying together, the queue can only be thick, not long."
"You should line up according to your academic rank!" a Jinshi just finished saying. He immediately made the nearby Jinshi nod their heads, and then received many white looks from the scholars and scholars.
Outside the crowded crowd, there were some carriages parked, and a servant hurriedly ran towards one of the carriages. He said with a sad face: "Master, the little one really can't squeeze in! I've tried three times, but I really can't squeeze in!"
The curtains opened. A fifty-year-old Hanlin showed an unhappy face.
"Trash! Use the energy you had to feed yourself when you were a child! Back then, your father said, one of you has gained weight and the other two have lost weight! No dog can defeat you!"
"Master, I swear, I must have used all my strength to feed myself. If I had competed with these people for milk, I would have starved to death!"
Old Hanlin snorted softly and said: "It's all my fault that I was deceived that day. I went to court even though I knew Fang Yun was going to give lectures, but I missed it! Otherwise, my way of painting would have entered the third realm and drained all the water from all over the world. It’s hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart! If you don’t go, why don’t you let me squeeze it in person?”
"How can I let you go in person!"
Unexpectedly, the old Hanlin stretched out his hand and touched his beard and said: "Maybe we can try it. I, Shen Liwen, am still a famous figure in the capital. I wear Hanlin uniform and sneak in. I am shameless. They have to help me. want. "
The servant rolled his eyes and said, "Master, please wait. Even if I risk my life, I will help you buy "The Holy Way" as soon as possible."
"If you can't grab "The Holy Way" a quarter of an hour after it goes on sale, you won't eat meat and don't touch your wife for a year."
"Master, you are too cruel!"
The capital of Qing Dynasty.
There are also push cart booksellers from Xuanting Bookstore here, but the advertising banners above are slightly different from those in Jingguo.
"Buy the new "Holy Way" and follow the path of Fang Luck, leaving Fang Luck with nowhere to go!"
""A Chinese Ghost Story" is immoral and immoral, please criticize it nationwide!"
Several booksellers gathered together and whispered.
"I heard that Fang Yun came up with these banners. If he sees us organizing him like this in Qingguo, will he beat us to death?"
"This is called strategy! In Jingguo, the more you praise him, the better his sales will be. In our Qingguo, the more he vilifies him, the better his sales will be!"
"Anyway, we are not dirty, but those scholars who are like little bitches can be dirty. Although the two countries are at odds, at least we are grateful to him in our hearts."
"Hush, don't let others hear it. They still don't believe that "Holy Way" published a supplement for Fang Zhenguo."
Several vendors looked ahead.
"I don't believe it! How can a juren publish a supplement to "The Holy Way"? Over the years, the supplements to "The Holy Way" have been either a collection of everyone, or a supplement to the saint's establishment. If the supplement is really set up by Fang Yun, it must be It was he who bribed the people from the Holy Court!"
"You're right! I even suspect that even the hype is fake!"
"Hmph, the Ten Kingdoms Competition starts today in Kongcheng. The Qing Kingdom will definitely kill Jing Kingdom to pieces!"
One person suddenly said: "Brother Juren, if you think that Fang Yun is worthless and has stained your eyes, why not trade places with me and stop buying "The Holy Way"."
"You... I didn't buy "The Holy Way" just for Fang Lun's articles!"
An old man snorted coldly: "Apart from Fang Yun's poetry and prose, what else is there to see in these two issues of "Holy Way"?"
There was silence all around, even though more than half of the people here hated Fang Yun in their hearts.
"The Holy Way is on sale! Because there is a supplement, the price will be increased by ten articles!"
The Qingguo people cursed Fang Yun in their hearts, but squeezed harder. The person who believed that the Holy Court would not issue supplements for Fang Yun was the most active.
Confucius City, outside the bookstore of Confucius Academy.
A large number of copies of The Holy Word were sold.
If it were in the past, the first people to buy "The Holy Way" would definitely shout loudly and publicize the good contents. But this time, after those readers who bought it saw the catalog, they said nothing and tried their best to spread the word. squeeze.
Many people were puzzled, but after they bought it, they took a look at the catalog and, like the previous people, they tried their best to leave without shouting. They must find the quietest place, as quickly as possible and with the most pious heart. Come read today’s Word.
An old scholar looked at the lines of text in the catalog of "The Holy Way" and said to himself: "This is the true Holy Way."
"The human race's music, calligraphy, and painting are going to change from today on! Perhaps hundreds of years later, Fang Zhenhui will become the founder of many schools."
In the Confucius Academy, the Shangshe Jinshi from Jingguo gathered in Fang Yun's courtyard.
"In this first game of 'A Journey of Ten Thousand Miles', we don't want to be ranked 11th, otherwise we won't even have a chance to enter the second game!"
"Our goal is to protect ten and fight for nine!" (To be continued...)