Chapter 60

Fang Yun secretly said in his heart that Liu Zicheng was still the insidious and treacherous Liu Zicheng. He had no evidence, and he didn't force him like Wei Yuanjun from beginning to end, but pretended to plead for mercy.

Fang Yun wants to kill Liu Zicheng very much, but he can only rely on Li Wenying. Now Liu Zicheng is begging for mercy. As a great scholar, Li Wenying can't kill a scholar without evidence.

Fang Yun immediately stepped forward and said with a smile, "brother Liu is serious. Zuo Zhuan says: you can correct your mistakes and do great things. Since you have admitted that you want to harm me and choose to repent, we will still be good friends. I hope you will come and have a cup of wedding wine when Yuhuan and I get married."

"Fang Yun, it's very kind of you." Liu Zicheng cried bitterly.

Except for a few people who were moved, most people looked on coldly. Rome wasn't built in a day. Everyone knew what Liu Zicheng was like.

Some people can see clearly that these two people are obviously acting on each other. Although Fang Yun can't kill Liu Zicheng, he has realized Liu Zicheng's evil, and Liu Zicheng can't wash it now.

Li Wenying looked at Fang Yun and nodded. Without saying anything, he turned and left.

The official of the Academy of literature immediately cleaned up the body of Wei Yuanjun.

After standing at the gate for a long time, the clerk of the State Academy of Arts loudly said, "congratulations to Fang Yun. Lord Li Wenying ordered to recruit you into the one-year class of scholars of the State Academy of Arts." then he handed Fang Yun Li Wenying's order.

Everyone was not surprised. If the only child student in the ten countries who had passed the holy election could not go to the state literary academy, it could only be said that Li Wenying was inferior to the king of the Wei Academy.

"Auspicious people have their own appearance. Congratulations to Fang Yun." Gao Minghong was the first to congratulate.

"Congratulations on your hard work!" Wan Xuezheng sincerely praised.

Everyone congratulated Fang Yun.

Fang Yun thanked them one by one.

Finally, Wan Xuezheng said, "Fang Yun, what happened today is soul stirring. Your life is almost on the line. It's better to make a poem."

Everyone was in high spirits immediately. If Fang Yun made another Zhenguo poem, it must be another good story.

Fang Yun thought for a moment, sighed softly and said, "I don't hide it from you. I'm tired today. I really can't make any good poems. It's better to write an aphorism to encourage young people."

No one thought there was a problem with the word "young man" from Fang Yun's mouth.

Everyone is still interested. Although the aphorism is of low value, it is easy to spread after it is written. It is often hung in the study and classroom, and is more valued than the couplet.

Wan Xuezheng immediately asked people to set the table and the four treasures of study.

Fang Yun brews for a moment and writes down two sentences.

BaoJianFeng comes from honing, and plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold.

They were silent. These two words almost summarized the whole process of asking for the holy election, and seemed to say the experience of poor children like Fang Yun.

This is the interior of the Fuwen academy, so it immediately appeared.

People saw that a foot high orange talent appeared on the paper.

Wan Xuezheng said with a smile, "Fang Yun, you are really not an ordinary person. Although the aphorism is wonderful, it does not emphasize literary talent and rarely contains great righteousness, so it is difficult to show talent, but it is rare that you can get out of the county."

"What's more rare is the meaning of this article. It can be said that one word makes our generation bitter."

"I don't think this aphorism is the most rare. The most rare thing is that Fang Yun is so difficult. Facing the crisis that the literary palace may be broken, he not only doesn't use poetry to vent his dissatisfaction and hatred, but writes this positive aphorism. This ordinary heart is the most rare."

"Well said!"

"You've been praised too much," Fang Yun thought.

Wan Xuezheng stretched out his hand and pressed it on the page. Facing Fang Yun, he showed a strange smile, pleading, expecting, shy, and a little rogue.

"Fang Yun, I'm also one of the examiners of your county test. This picture is not Mingzhou town. Can you give it to me?" Wan Xuezheng blushed more and more. He felt that he must be like a mangy dog begging for bones from his master in the eyes of the public.

Fang Yun saw Wan Xuezheng like this and said with a smile, "since adult Wan likes it, give it to adult Wan."

"Thank you!" Wan Xuezheng smiled happily. "Fang Yun, your word can be described as a thousand miles a day. Your handwriting is still weaker than me, but the beauty of the font structure is already above me. If calligraphy can be successful, it will help war poetry and turning emptiness into reality. The highest level can double its power! If you practice your word for another half a year, you can produce calligraphy notes."

"Lord Xie Wan praised me. I will practice calligraphy well when I go back."

Wan Xuezheng said, "I can't let you give me this painting for nothing. I have a pen wash in my house. Although it's not a Wen Bao, it has been used by a bachelor for ten years. It's more or less contaminated with talent. The cleaning effect is much better than ordinary pen wash. It's just for you."

Fang Yun was also impolite and said, "the student didn't respect me."

Others envy Wan Xuezheng's relationship with Fang Yun. They also want Fang Yun's calligraphy very much, but after all, it doesn't matter. If they rashly ask for it, they lose etiquette and can only watch.

Wan Xuezheng seemed to think of something and said regretfully, "it's a pity that Lord Wei is obsessed, otherwise you will definitely stay in our literary academy. I don't know how many famous poems will be left. In the future, when you become a great Confucian or canonized, your former residence and sacred relics will be in this literary academy, and we will follow. It's a pity."

The officials and students of the Academy of Arts suddenly felt stuffy, especially those students. In their opinion, Fang Yun could not become a great Confucian and had a great chance of becoming a great scholar. At that time, they would be Fang Yun's classmates. Even if they could not get direct benefits from Fang Yun in the future, they could make the political enemies dare not act rashly against them.

But now it's good. There's no chance.

Many people hate liuzicheng.

It was nearly nine o'clock now, and Fang Yun said goodbye to everyone.

When Fang carried away, Liu Zicheng left in dismay. When he came here, he was followed by 20 people. When he left, there were only three left, including Guan YaoYuan, who didn't know how long it would take to restore the Wen palace.

A scholar looked contemptuously at Liu Zicheng's back and said, "before, it was said that Liu Zicheng was cruel, but I think since he is a scholar, he should have a bottom line, so he always doesn't care about his bad name. But today, I understand that he has no bottom line."

"Everyone knows that he colluded with Wei Yuanjun in this matter, but he is very smart. He didn't embarrass Fang Yun in front of semi saint and didn't expose any evidence, so he can't catch him. Although Jianmei is easy to kill, he also pays attention to evidence. If Wei Yuanjun didn't force semi saint to recite the exam, Jianmei would scold him at most and never kill him."

"But now Liu Zicheng is stupid and will not move Fang Yun. If he gets a semi saint's attention, he will be no less valuable than the scholar in front of the saint just by asking for the saint's election. This matter will be reported above. Fang Yun was already a little famous in the ten countries. Once the matter of asking for the saint's election appears in the newspaper, his reputation in the ten countries may exceed that of many ordinary scholars."

"No, I think he will be as famous as Jianmei Gong in a month at most. Think about it carefully. Since the first day of April, he has written butterflies love flowers - spring scenery and humble room inscription. All of them must be in the holy way. And the holy way For many years, there has been no aphorism. This sentence "BaoJianFeng comes from honing, and plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold" has endless aftertaste and inspiring. It is enough to make calligraphy and painting shops selling aphorisms in ten countries produce and sell them at the first time. It is also related to inviting the Holy election. It is bound to appear alone in the holy way, which is equal to the coexistence of three languages. Fang Yun has been in the holy way for two consecutive months. Can't he spread it all over the world? "

"That's what I said."

"Have you ever thought that if he makes another good poem this month, the four languages are together, and the literati of the ten countries have to quarrel."

"As a scholar, I hope he has four or even five essays at the same time, but as his' almost classmate ', I really hope he can bear it for a year and take part in the government examination next year, so as to win the first prize in one fell swoop and become the first scholar."

"There are rumors that he will take part in the government test this year."

"How many months has he been studying scriptures? Even if he is admitted to the scholar, he can't get the first place. It's a pity."

"Yes, I really hope he will take part in the government test next year. If he can get three armours, it will be Fang Wujia, the five armour scholar who did it ten countries ago."

"A scholar with five armours is a hundred times more difficult than a boy with two armours. Don't win Fang Yun."

"It's just a joke. As a member of Dayuan Prefecture, I hope Fang can carry it higher."

Fang Yun sat in the carriage, filled with joy and a little fear.

"It's too impulsive to invite the saint to choose, but there's nothing wrong. Scholars should be fearless. If they are pressed down by Liu Zicheng and Wei Yuanjun this time, my courage whirlpool will be stagnant or broken. Now with thunder and Saint's voice, I'm not only more likely to become a former scholar, but also will never have an unstable foundation."

Tan Yu, who had been on the left side of the carriage, jumped into the carriage, opened the curtain and entered the carriage, saying, "young master, do you really want to enter the State Academy of literature?"

"Why, what's wrong with entering the State Academy of Arts?"

"It's not bad. The State Academy of arts only accepts the top five talents in the government examination every year, and the rest of the students raise people. Because they can talk on paper, the students of the State Academy of arts should often go to kill demons and kill barbarians. Jiangzhou doesn't border with barbarians, but all three sides are related to demons. All classes of the State Academy of Arts go out to kill demons every season."

"I'm just a child. Do I want to kill demons?"

"You have broken the ordinary rules when you enter the State Academy of Arts. If you kill demons, you should be different from other students. Others must gossip."

"Then I'll kill the demon." Fang Yun said.

"You can't even talk on paper. If you go, it's a drag. Naturally, others will gossip. There are many people in the left-wing department in the State Academy of Arts."

Fang Yun said, "since others must gossip, I'll do it according to my own heart. I'll go if I want to go. If I don't want to go, I won't go. Mind the gossip. But thank you for reminding me."

Not long after, the carriage stopped at the gate of the state literary academy.

Someone guarded the gate of the state literary academy. Fang Yun took out his papers. The attendant immediately respectfully led Fang Yun to the first class of scholars and introduced the situation and rules of the first class while walking.

The State Academy of literature is very large and divided into many parts. There are places where officials work and deal with government affairs, school dormitories, examination room areas, canteen areas, rest and activity areas, and a large school yard for practicing war poetry. Therefore, the attendant suggested Fang Yun to walk more in these days.