Chapter 57

"Ji county students, please choose!"

Fang Yun's clear voice echoed in the Academy.

Wei Yuanjun looked at Fang Yun in amazement. He couldn't react for a moment. Then he was angry: "how can it be so! Upright son dares!" and then he glared at Liu Zicheng.

But Liu Zicheng lowered his head and a vicious smile appeared on his face.

"Bastard!" Wei Yuanjun scolded in a low voice. I don't know whether to scold Fang Yun or Liu Zicheng.

Gao Minghong sighed, but he admired Fang Yun's decisiveness and couldn't help thinking of the history of "please choose".

In the early days of the establishment of the Academy of Arts, a major event occurred.

In Yongwen mansion in Wuzhou, Jiaguo, a promising scholar was disqualified from entering the literary academy because he offended the local government yuan Jun, and the scholar's mother was angry to death.

The scholar sued the court for injustice, but the officials protected each other. This matter was finally suppressed by the officials of Wuzhou.

He endured humiliation and studied hard. After becoming a Jinshi, he returned to Yongwen mansion and destroyed 141 members of the yuan jun family, leaving no chickens and dogs, and then committed suicide in public.

It shocked ten countries. Some people felt sorry for the more than 100 people, and some people felt sorry for the loss of a great Confucianism.

The holy court sent a punishment hall team led by the semi holy legalist to Wuzhou to try the case. All senior officials who served in Yongwen mansion and Wuzhou in those years were investigated. All those who protected the king of the court were beheaded and decided, and the three nationalities and nine generations were not allowed to take the imperial examination.

In order to prevent such things from happening again, the holy courtyard set a "holy election".

If someone thinks he has great talent but is rejected by the literary academy, he can ask the saint to choose and be assessed by the semi Saint himself.

Since the emergence of the holy election, a total of five people have asked for the holy election, all of them failed. Only because the semi saint has too much knowledge, even if he deliberately gives a simple question, if the answer is not good enough, he will not be determined to pass.

The Cultural Palace of the five failed people was greatly hit and all were unknown.

More than 200 years have passed since the last time we asked for holy election. Those who dare to force people to ask for holy election and are willing to ask for holy election no longer exist.

Two hundred years of calm, let Wei Yuanjun didn't connect forcing Fang Yun away with asking for holy election.

Whether Fang Yun is successful or not, the imperial court will send someone to investigate Wei Yuanjun. He is Zuo Xiang's person and is not afraid of investigation. But if the holy election happens to him, his literary name will fall sharply. Zuo Xiang can't reuse him.

In case Fang Yun passes the request for holy election, the king of the Weiyuan will not be a problem of falling literary name, but a problem of long-lasting legacy. At that time, the Shengyuan will send someone to conduct a thorough investigation, and the ten left prime ministers can't protect him.

Wei Yuanjun was filled with hatred and thought that if he had known Fang Yun was so bold, he might as well let him enter the Academy of Arts and harm him by various means, but now it's too late to regret.

More than half of the students were enthusiastic. They all admired Fang Yun's talent. Originally, they thought that Fang Yun would swallow it. Now they see that Fang Yun chose to burn jade and stone with Wei Yuanjun, so they can't help but admire Fang Yun more.

Other older people shake their heads and sigh. They feel unworthy for Fang Yun. Once they fail to invite the saint, they will be denied by the semi saint. If they have the talent of heaven, it will also lead to the fragmentation of the Wen palace.

Liu Zicheng's accomplice smiled, as if he had a winning ticket, and was sure that he would lose.

Guan YaoYuan in the crowd laughed with relief: "that day you broke the Wen palace of Yan Yue and me, and today I'll let you taste the same taste. No, if you were broken by semi holy words, you will be ten times worse than us! You will become the laughing stock of ten countries!"

Fang Yun's voice was transmitted in the holy courtyard and finally to the holy temple in front.

At first, nothing changed, but a moment later, an invisible force rushed into the sky from the holy temple, lined up thousands of miles of clouds, formed an impact centered on the holy temple, and set off a strong wind in all directions.

The branches swayed, the dust was flying, and the clothes were ringing. Except Fang Yun, everyone had to squint and turn their back to the temple.

"Boom!" several houses closest to the holy temple collapsed and several trees were uprooted.

There was a big clock on the left side of the holy temple. Obviously, no one hit it, but at the moment, it suddenly made a loud noise.

"Dong..."

The bell rang in all directions.

When the sound reached the State Academy of literature, the bell of the holy temple of the State Academy of literature also sounded, sending out a more grand bell to spread far away.

The propagation speed of the holy temple bell is much faster than that of ordinary sound. Centered on Dayuan Prefecture, the holy temple bells in the surrounding counties continue to ring, followed by the bells in the whole Jiangzhou. Finally, all the holy temple bells in Jingguo's national literary academies rang.

People all over Jingguo talked about it one after another.

"What's the matter? Isn't it the demon barbarian invasion?"

"No, the bell of demon man's invasion will be very rapid and keep ringing. This time, the bell only rings once. I don't know what happened."

"Can't it be a mistake?"

"The holy temple bell can't ring. Only the spirit of the holy temple itself can ring the bell."

"I hope it's not a bad thing."

In Jiangzhou literary academy, Li Wenying stood up suddenly when he heard the bell, pressed the official seal and saw everything in the literary academy.

"It's bold to force Fang Yun to invite the holy election! It's extremely despicable! Come on!"

Li Wenying said, the white paper on one side flew to the table, and words immediately appeared on it. Then Li Wenying picked up the official seal and pressed it on it.

A servant came in quickly and said, "what can I do for you, master Yuanjun?"

"Take my order to the government literary academy. No matter whether Fang Yun invites the holy election or not, he must give it to him. From now on, he is a student of our state literary academy."

The officer was stunned for a long time when he heard the three words "please choose", then he quickly confessed and left with a text order.

As soon as the officer left, master Zhou rushed in.

"My Lord, what happened? But please choose? Who?" master Zhou asked in a panic.

Li Wenying said dully, "Fang Yun."

Master Zhou slammed his fist at the door frame and shouted angrily: "How can it be so? How can it be so! He has the talent of a great scholar! He is the Wei Yuan Jun of the left phase bandit party? No one can force Fang Yun away except him. It's a children's play to ask the saint to choose. It's a saint's question, and Fang Yun will fail! I'll write a memorial right away. I'll join him one book when the Wei traitor is in power. Don't die! Don't die!"

Zhou Zhushu was so angry that his eyes were red and almost shed tears. He couldn't imagine how much loss the fragmentation of Fang Yunwen palace would be to Jingguo and the human race.

Li Wenying was silent.

Master Zhou suddenly clenched his teeth and scolded, "destroy the great Confucian in our country and break the pillars of our people. I'll take the sword and kill the old man!" then he turned and ran away.

"Come back!" Li Wenying stopped drinking, and the great scholar's pressure set master Zhou's book in place.

Li Wenying sighed and said: "It's all my fault. I'm afraid Fang Yunwen's fame is too big, his talent rises suddenly, and he will be criticized again, which will lead to the weakness of the literary palace and courage in the future, so I let him stay in the government literary academy to practice. But I didn't expect that the great king of the government should strangle the talents of the murderers for his own self-interest. If Fang Yun makes any mistakes, I will kill him and uproot Zuo Xiang's party in Jiangzhou with the correct national law! He is half King country, but Jiang The state has a text Eagle! "

Li Wenying's last sentence resounded, shaking the whole house.

Master Zhou angrily said, "if Fang Yunwen palace is broken, can there be a remedy?"

"He has great talent and can make up for some by making good poetry. He also has two towns of poetry and prose. He can make up for it when he enters the holy tower. If he can go to the holy courtyard for another ten years, his literary palace may return to his place."

Master Zhou was silent.

"It's too late to stop it. I just hope his palace is strong and won't break badly." Li Wenying sighed. He knew Fang Yun would fail.

After the strong wind in the Fuwen academy, the sky became clearer and clearer. Then a strange force enveloped the people. The force was obviously very oppressive, but it made people feel warm; it was clear that there was a kind of arrogance to look at the world, but it made people feel like a spring breeze.

The power is so complex that many people can't adapt.

"Can someone please choose?"

The voice seemed to come from the horizon. Listening to it, everyone could not help but see a towering mountain.

All the officials sitting in the chairs stood up and bowed in the direction of the sanctuary like the others.

Fang Yun said, "Fang Yun, a child student in Ji County, thinks that the Wei Yuan king of Dayuan mansion is unfair. Please choose a saint to correct my name."

"I know your literary name. Your poetry is excellent. If you test poetry, it will be unfair; you are just a child. If you test classics, righteousness and strategy, it will be incorrect. Then I will test you first. If you can't answer a hundred interest, you don't have to answer the latter."

"Students respectfully invite the sage to write a question." Fang Yun said respectfully. This "sage" does not mean the literary position of the sage, but the saint among people.

Fang Yun thought: this breath is the time for people to exhale and inhale, which is very close to the time of one second. In other words, it is really a semi holy assessment to answer the second couplet in one minute and forty seconds. It is too difficult.

Gao Minghong and others are more worried about the couplets. If there are poetry titles, the contents can be mastered by themselves, as long as they don't stray from the topic, but the couplets are different.

The lower couplet must match the upper couplet and consider the level. Just ordinary couplets. If there are such upper couplets as puns, word splitting, palindromes and embedded characters, let alone 100 interest, it would be good to be right in 100 hours.

The couplets of ordinary people may be good, but even if the semi Saint deliberately lowers the standard, it is also very difficult.

The voice said, "listen, the couplet is: pine leaves and bamboo leaves are green."

Gao Minghong almost fainted and blurted out: "this is a reduplicated couplet. Why is the first question like this? Is this a test for children or people!"

"How dare you question the sage?" a man around Liu Zicheng sneered.

"Silence!" Wan Xuezheng angrily said. He didn't want Fang Yun to be disturbed by others.

Everyone frowned and thought. It was too difficult to think of this couplet within a hundred breath, while everyone around liuzicheng gloated and decided that Fang Yun couldn't even answer this couplet.

Fang Yun frowned and looked around. Generally speaking, couplets are based on local materials to give people a specific impression, and then think about the next couplet.

This couplet is green with pine leaves and bamboo leaves. There are bamboo in Dayuan City, but there are pine trees only on the hills outside the city. Fang Yun couldn't help whispering, "there are no pine trees in Dayuan mansion."

The semi holy way: "view the world for the saints."

Liu Zicheng and others were more happy.

Fang Yun bowed his head and thought.

Many students sigh that they have completely lost confidence in each other.

Just after 60 breath, Fang Yun suddenly looked up and said in a high voice, "pine leaves, bamboo leaves, autumn sound, wild geese sound cold."

Fang Yun's voice just fell. Wan Xuezheng couldn't help whispering, "that's right!"

Many students nodded one after another. This second couplet is very exquisite.

"Jingguo Jiangzhou has autumn?" the voice seemed to be laughing, just in response to Fang Yun's doubts before.

Fang Yun immediately replied, "scholars go through spring, summer, autumn and winter."

The students secretly applauded.