Fang Yun did not bother with Zong Wuyuan anymore and took the initiative to say to Qing Jun: "Please take us to our residence. The scholars from both countries have worked hard all night and it is time for them to rest."
Seeing Fang Yun offering him a way out, Qing Jun immediately said, "Please ask Fang Xusheng to move to the State Academy of Literature, and some of the followers to stay at the Bashan Inn."
Next, officials from both sides greeted each other. Everyone else rode in the carriages provided by the Kingdom of Qing, but Fang Yun's dragon carriage flew down from the Skywalker.
When the eighteen dragon horses flew out, all the dragon horses of Qing Kingdom were so scared that they knelt on the ground, many carriages toppled over, and some dragon horses were even frightened to the point of foaming at the mouth and fainting.
When Fang Yun saw this scene, he suddenly understood why Jiang Hechuan asked him to take the Longma luxury car on the trip.
When Fang Yun looked back, he saw that many officials of Jing State were smiling.
The officials of Qing State looked extremely unhappy. They did not expect that Fang Yun, who was clearly a guest, would become the host. If this matter were to be spread out, those who had grudges against Qing State would certainly be very happy and would continue to spread the story with exaggeration.
Although this matter is small, it concerns the dignity of the country and no one wants to be embarrassed. What if the "Wen Bao" publishes a sentence like "The virtual saint has visited Xiangzhou, and all the horses of Qing country have bowed their heads", and directly scolds the scholars of Qing country as beasts.
Fang Yun didn't care about anything else. He got into the Longma luxury car and followed Qingguo's convoy to the State Academy of Literature for accommodation.
Fang Yun kept everything simple. After settling down at the Xiangzhou Academy of Literature, he did not sleep even though he had been traveling all the way, but instead read and studied as usual.
But the slight difference was that he carefully recalled today's battle with the great scholar and the battle over the Yangtze River several times, imprinting every detail he saw deeply in his mind.
Before going to bed, Fang Yun recalled the memories of the ancient demon heritage. In a few days, he planned to start compiling the "Ancient Demon History" and slowly compile it into a book with the "Emperor Canon". The two sets of history books must be voluminous. They must be published one by one, and there is no rush.
These days, Fang Yun has been constantly receiving letters from famous medical experts, who hope that Fang Yun will attend medical and literary conferences in various places. Fang Yun really has no time, so he politely declined each one.
Fang Yun knew that famous doctors from all over the world were arguing over the book "On Plague". If Fang Yun had only published the first half, the Eastern Saint would have used his power to guide the book into the Holy Hall. The clues revealed in the hunting grounds were truly astonishing. Even a fool could see that this book was extraordinary.
However, Fang Yun never revealed any details about the febrile disease, and those famous medical experts never came to any conclusion.
Almost all medical books at the level of the Five Miraculous Masters have the potential to establish their own schools of thought.
Fang Yun woke up on time in the morning. He had breakfast with the officials of Jing State and then went to the palace of Qing Jun in Baling City.
The Academy of Literature is too solemn, the government office is too old-fashioned, and the restaurant is too frivolous. Only the monarch's palace is most suitable for formally receiving foreign envoys.
Officials from both countries will spend the entire morning in a friendly atmosphere. Even if the two sides are about to engage in a verbal battle, they will use courtesy before force and wait until after the banquet to decide.
The Baling Palace is located on a mountain outside the city of Baling. The entire mountain was transformed by the power of the great Confucian scholars. The mountain is like a garden. The garden is like a mountain. People can no longer tell whether this place should be called a mountain or a royal garden.
Outside the Baling Palace, there were dense soldiers. Outside were the provincial troops stationed in Xiangzhou, and inside were the royal guards.
Qingjun personally came out to greet them at the door, and then walked in side by side with Fang Yun.
Baling Palace was originally a place for leisure and entertainment, but now there is a guard every two or three steps, and the security is tight.
Now, the people of Qing least want Fang Yun to die.
Once Fang Yun dies in Qing State, Qing State will bear the infamy for thousands of years and may even be punished.
Although Qingjun had encountered Fang Yun's repeated threats of intimidation in the early morning, he was in high spirits today. He introduced the Baling Palace as he walked.
"This pond willow is a tree from the demon world. It grows in the water and looks like a willow. It can repel mosquitoes. Fallen leaves are the favorite food of fish..."
"That is a black jade rockery from the deep sea of the East China Sea. When the wind blows, there is a faint sound of the tide. It is my favorite rockery stone."
"Look, this is the December lotus, which blooms in January and blooms in December. Every time I see these lotuses, I think of your masterpiece. I still remember it. After all, the scenery of Pinghu in June is different from that of other seasons. The lotus leaves are endless and green, and the lotus flowers are particularly red in the sun. Great! This poem "Farewell to Zhang Poyue at Pinghu" is really a good poem!"
Qingjun continued speaking enthusiastically, but the expressions of officials from both countries changed slightly.
Fang Yun still had a smile on his face, but he was sneering in his heart.
This poem "Farewell to Zhang Poyue at Pinghu" is a description of the scenery, but it is also an advice to Zhang Poyue that he is safe in Jiangzhou and the capital, but he should be more careful in Dingyuan Army, after all, it is not the same as Jiangzhou.
No matter how good this poem is, there is no need for Qing Jun to recite it in full. But now he recites it in front of Fang Yun, which is to apply it in practice and warn Fang Yun that Qing Kingdom is different from Jing Kingdom, so he'd better be more careful.
Fang Yun had a smile on his face from beginning to end, as if he didn't understand.
Some officials of Jing State were very unhappy, but no one said anything.
After walking all the way, they finally arrived at the main hall of the temporary palace. This hall was not as big as the main halls of the imperial palaces of other countries, but it was more than enough to accommodate thousands of people. There were fewer people today than yesterday. Only officials accompanied them. The famous people and young scholars of Xiangzhou were not there, and even the ten old scholars who were about to participate in the literary battle did not come.
At the deepest part of the hall, there is not one dragon throne, but two.
There are many tables and chairs on both sides of the hall.
Fang Yun and Qing Jun walked to the dragon throne, exchanged a few polite words, and then sat on the dragon throne.
Fang Yun looked down. He and the officials of Jing State were on the left, while Lord Qing and the officials of Qing State were on the right, with a large empty space in between.
Officials from both countries sat at the table, looking at Qing Jun and Fang Yun together.
According to ancient rituals, these people have to kneel on their seats, but some of the rituals have changed while others have not.
"Play ritual music! Dance the Eight-Legged Dance!"
As music sounded, eight rows of dancers entered the main hall, with eight dancers in each row, and began to dance gracefully.
The "yi" in "bayi" means "row". In the Zhou Dynasty, the "bayi" dance was a ritual dance for the emperor, and could only be performed when the emperor was present. The "six-yi" dance was performed by the princes, and the "four-yi" dance was performed for high-ranking officials.
In the past, there was a doctor in the State of Lu who was only qualified to perform the Four-Legged Dance, but he used the Eight-Legged Dance that was only qualified to be performed by the Emperor of Zhou. This angered Confucius and gave rise to that famous saying.
The Eight-Legged Dance in the Courtyard, this is tolerable, but what cannot be tolerable
If we can tolerate even the doctor performing the Eight-Legged Dance, then is there anything in the world that we cannot tolerate
The status of the monarchs of various countries is higher than that of the princes of that time, but lower than that of the Zhou emperor of that time. It doesn't matter whether they send out six or eight rows. If they want to humiliate Fang Yun, they can use six rows. If they don't want to anger Fang Yun, they can use the Eight-Legged Dance.
Fang Yun didn't care, but the officials of Jing State were very satisfied when they saw King Qing perform the Eight-Legged Dance.
After the Eight-Legged Dance was over, the officials of Qing State arranged for people to serve wine and food. The music also changed from its original solemnity to a light and lively one, and beautiful dancers in relatively revealing clothes were invited to enter the main hall to dance to liven up the atmosphere.
Fang Yun was not as aggressive as he was last night. Instead, he was somewhat restrained. After all, they were in Qing Kingdom. It would be impolite to suppress Qing Kingdom from beginning to end.
At the beginning, the atmosphere of the banquet was very peaceful. After Fang Yun and Qing Jun drank a few glasses of wine, both sides sent out ceremonial officials to flatter and praise each other. After that, the officials of the two countries ate their own food and basically did not speak.
At the end of the banquet, an official from the Qing Kingdom suddenly stood up. (To be continued...)