Fang Yun secretly thought in his heart that Liu Zicheng was indeed the insidious and treacherous Liu Zicheng. He had no evidence in the first place, and he did not force him like Weiyuan Jun from the beginning to the end in Fuwenyuan. Instead, he pretended to plead for mercy.
Fang Yun wanted to kill Liu Zicheng, but he could only rely on Li Wenying. Now that Liu Zicheng was begging for mercy, as a great bachelor, Li Wenying could not kill a scholar without evidence.
Fang Yun immediately walked forward quickly and said with a smile: "Brother Liu is serious. "Zuo Zhuan" says: Knowing a mistake can correct it, and there is no greater good. Since you have admitted that you want to harm me and choose to repent, then we will still be good friends. . On the day when Yuhuan and I get married, I hope you will come to have a wedding drink."
"Fang Yun, you are so kind." Liu Zicheng cried bitterly.
Except for a few people who were moved, most people looked on with cold eyes. It was not as cold as a day. Everyone knew what Liu Zicheng was like.
There are still some people who can see clearly that the two people are obviously acting on each other. Although Fang Yun cannot kill Liu Zicheng, he has confirmed Liu Zicheng's evil, and Liu Zicheng cannot be cleansed now.
Li Wenying looked at Fang Yun and nodded, without saying anything, turned and left.
The guards of Fuwenyuan immediately collected the body of Lord Weiyuan.
The officer of the Prefecture Liberal Arts Academy who had been standing at the door for a long time said loudly: "Congratulations to Fang Yun, the leader of the plan. Mr. Li Wenying has ordered you to be specially recruited into the first-year class of scholars in the Prefecture Liberal Arts Academy." After speaking, he handed Li Wenying's order to Fang Yun.
No one was surprised. If the only child in the Ten Kingdoms who passed the Holy Selection could not go to the Prefecture Academy of Literature, it can only be said that Li Wenying was not even as good as the Lord of the Guards Academy.
"Lucky people have their own destiny, congratulations on Fang Yun." Gao Minghong was the first to congratulate.
"After all the hard work, congratulations!" Wan Xuezheng praised sincerely.
Everyone congratulated Fang Yun together.
Fang Yun thanked them one by one
Finally, Wan Xuezheng said: "Fang Yun, what happened today is thrilling. Your life is almost hanging by a thread. Why don't you just write a poem."
Everyone was immediately in high spirits. If Fang Lun were to compose a national poem again, it would surely be another good story.
Fang Yun thought for a moment, sighed softly, and said: "I won't hide it from everyone. I am exhausted today and I really can't write any good poems. I might as well write an aphorism to encourage young people."
No one thought there was anything wrong with the word "young man" coming out of Fang Yun's mouth.
Everyone is still interested. Although the aphorisms are not of high value, they are easy to spread after they are written. They are often hung in study rooms and classrooms and are more valued than the couplets.
Wan Xuezheng immediately asked people to set up the table and the four treasures of the study.
Fang Yun pondered for a moment and wrote two sentences.
The sword peak comes from grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossom comes from the bitter cold.
Everyone was silent. These two sentences almost summed up the entire process of asking for the Holy Selection, and they also seemed to talk about the experience of a boy from a poor family like Fang Yun.
This is inside Fuwenyuan, so the talent is immediately apparent.
Everyone saw that a foot-tall orange talent appeared on the paper.
Wan Xuezheng said with a smile: "Fang Yun, you are indeed not an ordinary person. Although your aphorisms are wonderful, they do not emphasize literary talent and rarely have great meaning, so it is difficult to show your talent. However, it is rare for you to be able to spread these two sentences out of the county."
"What's even more rare is the significance of this article. It can be said that it is as painful as my generation."
"I think this aphorism is not the most rare. The most rare thing is that Fang Yunshou was so difficult. Facing the crisis that the literary palace might be broken, he not only did not use poetry to vent his dissatisfaction and hatred, but instead wrote this kind of positive aphorism. This A normal mind is the most rare thing.”
"well said!"
"Everyone is overly complimentary." Fang Yun thought to himself that you were overthinking.
Wan Xuezheng stretched out his hand and pressed it on the page, facing Fang Yun with a strange smile, pleading, expecting, shy, and a little bit rogue.
"Fang Yun, I am also one of the examiners of your county examination. This picture is not called Mingzhou Zhenguo. Just give it to me, okay?" Wan Xuezheng blushed more and more as he spoke. He felt that he was In everyone's eyes, he must look like a mangy dog begging for bones from his master.
When Fang Yun saw Wan Xuezheng like this, he suppressed a smile and said: "Since Master Wan likes it, then I will give it to Master Wan."
"Thank you!" Wan Xuezheng smiled happily, "Fang Yun, your calligraphy has made great progress. Your writing skills are still weaker than mine, but the beauty of this font structure is already better than mine. If calligraphy can be accomplished, it will compete with poetry and poetry. The help of virtual reality is not small, and the power can be doubled at the highest level! If you practice this calligraphy for another half a year, you can publish a copybook. "
"Thank you Master Wan for the compliment. I will definitely practice my calligraphy well after I go back."
Wan Xuezhengdao: "I can't let you give me this calligraphy in vain. I have a brush wash at home. Although it is not a cultural treasure, it was used by a bachelor for ten years, and it was more or less contaminated with talent. The effect is much better than ordinary pen wash, just give it to you. ”
Fang Yun was not polite and said, "That student is so disrespectful."
Others were extremely envious of the relationship between Wan Xuezheng and Fang Yun, and they also desperately wanted Fang Yun's calligraphy treasure, but after all, the relationship was not there, and it would be disrespectful to ask for it rashly, so they could only watch.
Wan Xuezheng seemed to have thought of something and said regretfully: "It's a pity that Mr. Wei is obsessed with things, otherwise you will definitely stay in our academy, and I don't know how many famous poems you will leave behind. In the future, when you become a great Confucian or canonized, There will definitely be your former residence and sacred site in this academy, and it’s a pity that we will also take advantage of it.”
The officials and students of the Academy of Liberal Arts suddenly felt a tightness in their chests, especially those students. In their opinion, even if Fang Yun could not become a great scholar, he would still have a great chance of becoming a bachelor. By then, they would be Fang Yun's classmates, and they would be his classmates in the future. Not being able to get direct benefits from Fang Yun also makes political opponents afraid to act rashly against them.
But now, there is no chance.
Many people even hated Liu Zicheng.
It was almost nine o'clock now, and Fang Yun said goodbye to everyone.
After Fang Yun left, Liu Zicheng left dejectedly. When he came here, he was accompanied by twenty people. When he left, there were only three left, including Guan Yaoyuan, who didn't know how long it would take to restore Wen Palace.
A scholar looked at Liu Zicheng's back with disdain and said: "I used to say that Liu Zicheng was ruthless, but I feel that since I am a scholar, I should have a bottom line in everything I do, so I have never cared about his notoriety. But today I understand that he is so cruel There is no bottom line in what people do.”
"Everyone knows that he colluded with Lord Weiyuan in this matter, but he is very smart and did not embarrass Fang Yun in front of the Half-Saint, nor did he expose any evidence, so there is no way to catch him. Although Duke Jianmei is easy to kill, But he also pays attention to evidence. If Lord Weiyuan hadn't forced the half-sage to recite everything, Duke Jianmei would have scolded him a few times and would never have killed him."
"But no matter how stupid Liu Zicheng is now, he will not use Fang Yun. Not to mention that the value of a semi-saint is not less than that of a scholar before the saint. This matter will definitely be reported to the court. Fang Yun originally He is already relatively well-known in the Ten Countries. Once the matter of asking for the Holy Selection is reported, his reputation in the Ten Countries will probably exceed that of many ordinary bachelors."
"No, I think he will be as famous as Duke Jianmei in a month at most. Think about it carefully. Since the first day of April, he has written "Die Lian Hua - Spring Scenery" and "Inscriptions on a Humble Room". They are all inevitable. "The Holy Way" has not published aphorisms for many years. This sentence "The sword peak comes from grinding, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." It is so memorable and inspiring that it is enough to make the calligraphy and painting shop selling aphorisms the first in ten countries. It is produced and sold at the same time, and it is related to the selection of saints, so it will inevitably appear in "Holy Way", which means that Fang Yun has three articles in "Holy Way" for two consecutive months, can't it be spread all over the world? "
"makes sense."
"Have you ever thought about it, if he writes another good poem this month, then the four poems will be at the same time, and the literati of the ten countries will be in a quarrel."
"As a scholar, I hope that he will be four or even five-literate at the same time, but as his 'almost classmate', I really hope that he will endure it for a year, wait until next year to take the government examination, win the first prize in one fell swoop, and become the number one scholar."
"There are rumors that he will take the government examination this year."
"He has only studied classics for a few months? Even if he is admitted as a scholar, he will not be able to get the first place. It is a pity."
"Yes, I really hope that he will take the government examination next year. If he can get three top grades, he will be Fang Wujia. He is the most talented Wujia scholar in the Ten Kingdoms."
"It's a hundred times more difficult to be a top-level scholar than to be a top-level student, so don't praise and kill him to get lucky."
"It's a joke, it's just a joke. As a person from Dayuan Mansion, I hope Fang Yun will go higher."
Fang Yun sat in the carriage, his heart filled with joy and a little bit of fear.
"It's too impulsive to ask for the Holy Selection, but it's not wrong. Scholars should be fearless. If I were suppressed by Liu Zicheng and Weiyuan Jun this time, my literary whirlpool would be stagnant at best, or broken at worst. Now. Now With the Thunder Holy Sound initiation, my chances of becoming a scholar before the Holy Spirit are not only increased, but my foundation will definitely not be unstable.”
Tanyu, who had been on the left side of the carriage, jumped on the carriage, opened the door curtain and entered the carriage, saying: "Master, do you really want to enter the State Academy of Literature?"
"What, what's wrong with entering the State Academy of Arts?"
"It's not bad. Every year, the Prefectural Liberal Arts Academy only accepts the top five talents in the government examination, and the remaining students are all candidates. Because they can talk on paper, the students of the Prefectural Liberal Arts Academy often have to kill monsters and slaughter barbarians. Jiangzhou does not follow the barbarians. They are bordering each other, but all three sides are related to demons, and every class in the state academy of arts goes out to kill demons every quarter.”
"I'm just a child, do I have to kill demons?"
"You have already broken the ordinary rules by entering the Prefectural Liberal Arts Academy. If you kill monsters, you must be different from other students. Others are not allowed to gossip."
"Then I'll kill the demon." Fang Yun said.
"You can't even talk on paper. If you go there, you'll be a drag. Others will naturally gossip. There are quite a few people from the leftist and prime minister circles in the State Academy of Literature."
Fang Yun said: "Since others must gossip, then I will do what I want. When the time comes, I can go if I want to go, and if I don't want to go, I won't go. I don't care what the gossip is, but it is your reminder."
Not long after, the carriage stopped at the gate of the State Literature Academy.
There was someone guarding the door of the Prefectural Literary Academy. Fang Yun took out the documents. The guard immediately led Fang Yun respectfully to the Scholar Class 1, introducing the situation and rules of the Class 1 while walking.
The Prefectural Liberal Arts Academy is very large and is divided into many parts. There are places where officials work and handle government affairs, there are school dormitories, there are exam room areas, there are canteen areas, rest and activity areas, and there is also a large school ground for practicing war poetry, so the officer suggested the method Good luck to walk more these days.