Chapter 135

When many officials heard Zhang poyue's words, they showed such an expression. Zhang poyue claims that the holy land of Jingguo has spirit, which is something everyone knows.

However, those officials tolerated it. Since Fang Yun was granted as an ancient poem on the theory of Ten Kingdoms by semi saints, Han Yu was far inferior to such people as Li Du and Xiao Li Du, but Han Yu was even better than others in terms of articles and the status of Confucianism. Moreover, he was a big figure in the Confucian temple. The whole Tang Dynasty could be described as a bright star, but only two people entered the Confucian temple, which was not as easy as in the later song and Ming Dynasties.

Fang Yun only wanted to pick the most familiar one and echo the Shushan, so he chose this couplet. I didn't expect it to be rubbed on the door of the Academy of Arts.

An official whispered, "well, Fang Yun will have a higher position in the hearts of Jingguo and some scholars in the future. But in the hearts of Qingguo people, Wu people or a few people, I'm afraid he is extremely jealous or even jealous."

"At that time, there was a consensus that the couplets in front of the doors of all localities should not only have profound significance, but also be easy to understand, so that all literate people can understand at a glance. What can be said is simple and difficult to do. Fang Yun is not good. He not only dares to write the two holy places of Shushan and Xuehai, but also easy to understand, and even the implication is very profound. The holy temple doesn't choose who he chooses!"

"Fortunately, it's just a pair of couplets. If Fang Yun makes a sutra or strategy to spread to the world, the demon saints and barbarians will go crazy."

"But people in the ten languages have to pay attention to it!" Feng Yuanjun said.

Yang Yuhuan and Zhao Hongzhuang were in the crowd. Yang Yuhuan covered her mouth and was extremely surprised. Her eyes were full of joy. She didn't understand these, but the people around talked and talked, and she understood.

Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Yun, who was supported by many officials, and his eyes were more tender.

Zhao Hongzhuang looked at Fang Yun in a trance.

Seeing that things were getting worse and worse, Fang Yun resolutely hugged his fist and said, "ladies and gentlemen, I'll go home first!"

"Slow down, we'll see you off!"

"Go! You get in the car and we'll see you off under the car!"

"Yes! You are the first scholar in ten countries. You just wrote a couplet for the Academy of Arts. You can't lose it."

"I've been in Yuhai city for so many years. It's hard for me to meet such big people who shake ten countries. How can I just watch you go? I have to take you to the door!"

A group of generals came excitedly and surrounded Fang Yun. The civil servants thought about it. Half of them didn't move, and the other half came over.

Fang Yun was stunned. He was stunned for a long time before he said, "everyone, I'll go by myself."

Fang Shouye smiled and said, "let's send... Eh?" then he looked over the holy temple.

Fang Yun also looked at it curiously. He saw a large area of black writing geese flying over the holy temple. There were thousands of them, and there were more and more trends. Some flew to Feng Yuanjun, some to governor Dong's mansion, and only a few ciphertext were invisible and entered the official seals of some officials.

No one has ever seen such an exaggeration.

Watching thousands of written geese hovering in the sky, some people stared blankly, and some people couldn't help laughing. The scene was so interesting. Then they looked curiously at governor Dong and Feng Yuanjun, wondering what was going on.

Two people opened one wild goose after another.

The more they looked, the happier they were, especially governor Dong, who couldn't close his mouth.

Feng Yuanjun noticed that others were waiting with their eyes open and said with a smile: "A few people congratulated the scholar of my Yuhai mansion on taking the lead. The rest were asking about the couplets. It turned out that not only the literary academy of my Yuhai mansion had changed, but there were more couplets at the gates of all the literary academies in the ten countries in the world. Because the Holy Academy had recorded that the couplets were made by Fang Yun, they all wanted to verify it, so officials or rulers everywhere sent letters to ask."

Many people look at Fang Yun with envy. I'm afraid only Fang Yun can lead to this kind of thing all over the world.

Fang Yun hurriedly said, "let me go."

Fang Shouye said with a smile: "go, let's send you together. You are now a big man concerned by everyone in the ten countries. We don't trust you to go home alone."

Fang Yun walked forward reluctantly. Twenty or thirty officials with at least seven grades surrounded him and walked forward together.

People in front gave way one after another. Many people smiled and watched Fang Yun leave. At the same time, their eyes showed envy. With so many officials escorting Fang Yun, Fang Yun can walk horizontally in Yuhai city in the future.

Yang Yuhuan, Zhao Hongzhuang and Pang Ju, who protected Fang Yun, were in the crowd. Yang Yuhuan and Zhao Hongzhuang hurried over. Fang Yun came forward and held Yang Yuhuan's hand without avoiding others. Yang Yuhuan struggled a few times, finally bowed his head and followed Fang Yun happily.