"I've met Fang Xusheng!" Everyone in front of Zuo Ye's gate took the initiative to greet him regardless of their official position or literary status, including Zuo Ye's prime minister.
"Good morning everyone." Fang Yun returned the greeting politely and glanced at everyone.
In an instant, Fang Yun could remember the faces and expressions of hundreds of people. Whether they were sincerely welcoming or pretending to welcome them, whether they had grudges or resentments, Fang Yun could guess 70% to 80%. As for the other 20% to 30%, either The self-cultivation is extremely deep, and it can be covered up with the power of the miscellaneous family, making it difficult to see through.
However, everyone knows who is in which faction.
After Fang Yun returned the gift, his brows moved slightly.
Ji Zhibai's expression was wrong, and it was slightly different from his attitude at the hunting ground a few days ago. Although this difference was subtle, it made Fang Yun feel strange.
Fang Yun asked Yang Yuhuan to go to Qiao Juze's family first, and then to the Jinshi who were participating in the spring hunt. He was wearing a Jinshi civil uniform, not the official uniform of the Zhenguo Duke.
Walking closer, Fang Yun cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Brother Ma Chaoming, Brother He Ludong He, Brother Sun Mingsun and Brother Shen Haochen for their promotion to the Imperial Academy."
The four of them returned the salute in unison, and Ma Chaoming, the poetry maniac, said with a smile: "The four of us are going to jointly hold an Hanlin banquet in a few days to celebrate our promotion to the Hanlin. Fang Xusheng must be there, and he will not return until he is drunk!"
"That's natural."
Ji Zhibai smiled and said, "I think it would be better to wait a few more days, wait for the other middle-aged seniors to be promoted to the Imperial Academy together, and then hold an Imperial Academy banquet with more people!"
Everyone laughed.
Some leftist party members looked at Ji Zhibai with displeasure, but they did not expect that Ji Zhibai would actually help Fang Yun.
"By the way! I just got good news from the Holy Court. The Chunyang Xinglin and Jujing Quanxiang in the hunting ground have been moved outside the hunting ground by the Eastern Saint King Jinglong. They will become one of the holy places for doctors. The Ancient Land of Huangcheng If you have made great achievements, you can go there to meditate. Logically speaking, all the doctors who go there to meditate will call you teacher.”
He Ludong smiled and said: "Fang Xusheng, since you have created a holy land for doctors, when can you create a holy land for military experts?"
Ma Chao understood He Ludong. Said: "Can the Holy Land of Physicians and the Holy Land of Soldiers be the same? The Holy Land of Physicians only requires relevant medical knowledge and visions to be formed, but the Holy Land of Soldiers requires real bloody battles! The place where Sun Tzu destroyed the capital of Chu State, Sun Bin's battle to encircle Wei and save Zhao, Bai The Battle of Changping and so on have all become a sacred place for military strategists. Fang Xusheng can hardly major in military training, how can he lead troops in battle? "
"That's not certain. Anyway, you have seen his military skills, which are extremely magical. Even if I have led the army in battle for many years, I can't compare to them." He Ludong said.
Fang Yun's heart moved and he said with a smile: "General He, since you have been promoted to the Imperial Academy, your official position will definitely be promoted again. I wonder where General He wants to take up his post? Is there any military order from the Marshal's Mansion?"
An unconcealed joy flashed across He Ludong's face, but he quickly returned to normal and said: "The military order has not been issued yet. Since the north of Jingguo is tight, the grass barbarians will go south sooner or later, and I would rather go to the north to serve the country."
"The general is not afraid of dangerous situations and is a role model for our generation. I wish the general a prosperous military career and a high literary career!"
"Thank you Fang Xu for your kind words."
"By the way. If General He goes to the north and meets Zhang Poyue, he will definitely help me get the Eagle Demon Commander he owes me."
"I've heard about this too! You gave him a song, 'The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers in the sun are exceptionally red.' He just gave you a handsome head. It's really a huge profit! When I take office, Fang Xusheng Can you send me a poem?"
"Then it's settled." Fang Yun said with a smile.
Everyone was chatting and laughing suddenly. The main entrance of the palace made a roar and then slowly opened.
The whole audience was shocked.
"What's going on? Why open the main entrance?"
"Could it be that the guards opened the wrong door? The main entrance of the palace is related to the state. Opening the main entrance indiscriminately is against etiquette!"
"It shouldn't be..."
Amidst everyone's doubts. The gate of the palace was officially opened, and an imperial eunuch spoke loudly: "The Queen Mother has decreed that Fang Xusheng will lead the Jingguo Jinshi to be the best and promote the prestige of our country. This is a grand event that has not happened in a thousand years. The main gate is specially opened to welcome thirty heroes!"
"I see!"
"Deserving it, Fang Xusheng is worthy of opening the front door!"
"Yes, Fang Xusheng is qualified to take the right path with his status as Xusheng, let alone accomplish such a shocking feat!"
Everyone was overjoyed, especially those small officials or young people. If they could enter and exit through the main entrance, it would be a very high honor, even rarer than receiving a gift from the royal family.
Jiang Hechuan had a smile on his face, as if he had expected it. He stroked his white beard and said, "Thirty heroes, please enter the palace first."
The other Jinshi hesitated, and then looked at Fang Yun together.
Fang Yun couldn't move, and even if they were beaten to death, they wouldn't even dare to take a step.
Fang Yun nodded lightly, raised his hands towards the palace and said, "Thank you, Queen Mother, for your kindness."
After saying that, Fang Yun walked towards the main entrance, followed by the other twenty-nine Jinshi.
In the palace, music sounded, signaling the beginning of the early spring literary event.
Entering the main entrance, Fang Yun looked up and saw that the palace was divided into three parts by Fengtian Gate and Jingshui River. Each of the three parts was equipped with a large number of tables and chairs, forming three levels of seats.
Under the leadership of the eunuch, Fang Yun and others walked from the main entrance of the palace to Jingshui Bridge, passed through the lowest seats, and then walked to Fengtian Gate and left the middle seats.
Finally, everyone came to the square in front of Fengtian Hall. Only those with the highest status in Jingguo and the thirty heroes could sit here.
This year's seats are different from previous years.
In previous years, the place closest to the Fengtian Hall was where the great Confucian scholars, academicians, and relatives of the emperor were seated. After that, there was a large round table shared by thirty Jinshi, just before the Hanlin seats.
But today, the oversized round table covered with red tablecloth is under the steps of Fengtian Hall.
Today, the Thirty Heroes are the chiefs of Jingguo!
The new Jinshi were just excited, the young Jinshi were just emotional, but the middle-aged Jinshi all had tears in their eyes.
They, Jinshi, had participated in many Spring Hunts of the Ten Kingdoms. Before every early spring cultural gathering, although they were not terribly ashamed, they were still shameless. Fortunately, no one blamed them. After all, they tried their best.
At every early spring literary meeting, these people spend their days like years, wishing it would end early.
Every early spring cultural gathering, they would imagine the scene of the celebration of a powerful country, and always felt ashamed to face the people of Jingguo.
But today, they held their chests high, their heads held high, and they could sit here upright, no longer ashamed or blaming themselves!
The tears of the middle-aged scholars blurred their vision, and the tears seemed to block everything in the world except that young but tall figure.
Fang Yun is leading them to continue moving forward, just like in the Jinshi hunting ground, Fang Yun is facing hundreds of thousands of monsters and barbarians, facing the Lord of Plague!
Every Jinshi seems to see the future of Jingguo, not behind Fang Yun, not at Fang Yun's feet, but on Fang Yun's shoulders!
The Thirty Jinshi moved forward step by step, forming an invisible resonance.
Tens of thousands of people behind him were also infected. Many scholars walked more firmly and their eyes became clearer.
Because they also saw Jingguo's future on Fang Yun's shoulders!
An old woman over seventy years old and wearing a first-class imperial uniform held her grandson's hand and whispered: "Remember that figure from behind, and remember to follow him all the time."
"Why?" The child was puzzled.
"Because, he is leading the way for the human race."
.(To be continued...)