Fang Yun nodded at the crowd and followed the eunuchs to the palace.
After a few steps, Fang Yun seemed to have thought of something. He glanced at the sky and returned to normal.
The capital was thousands of miles away from Ningan. There was snow in Ningan, but the sky was clear in the capital.
However, when Fang Yun looked at the sky, he saw dark clouds gathering in a radius of hundreds of miles. Then, it started to rain.
Normally, the temples in the cities would not stop the rain. However, there was a banquet at the palace and Xuanwu Avenue, so the temples blocked the rain around the palace. It only rained a mile away from the palace.
It was already winter. Almost all the leaves in the capital had fallen. As the rain fell, it looked even more bleak.
This banquet was much grander than the previous one. The palace was decorated with lanterns and streamers, and it was as bright as day. There were banquets everywhere.
Fang Yun walked into the palace. Everyone stood up and cheered.
"Congratulations to Fang Xusheng for becoming the top scholar!"
"Congratulations to Fang Xusheng for becoming the top ten scholar!"
"Congratulations to Fang Xusheng for becoming the top ten scholar of the First Sage of the human race!"
...
Everyone congratulated Fang Yun in different ways. Today was a joyous day, and many people did not have many scruples.
Fang Yun walked through the Fengtian Gate with a smile and walked to the Fengtian Hall. This was the most prestigious place for the banquet. Those who could sit in front of the Fengtian Hall were either high-ranking officials or aristocratic families. Even the weakest ones were famous scholars.
Today, the 50 Grand Scholars were the focus of attention. They were going to the Notre-Dame tomorrow to study. Fang Yun was the center of attention.
Seventy percent of the most famous scholars in Jingguo were gathered here. Fang Yun could be seen here. Everyone still had to stand up.
Even the veiled woman who was sitting on the Dragon Throne pulled the young monarch to his feet.
"Minister Fang is here!" The young king looked at Fang Yun excitedly. His eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky.
"Greetings to everyone!" Fang Yun saluted everyone.
"Greetings to Fang Xusheng!" Everyone returned the salute.
The young king was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. He saluted with his fists. He looked very cute.
The banquet was more boring than a normal banquet. At the start, the minister of the Ministry of Rites came out to read a congratulatory note. He first congratulated the Saints, then the king, and finally praised the Grand Scholars in general.
After a short break, the musicians and dancers of the palace walked to the front of the stage and began to play music. This was a necessary part of the ancient ceremony.
After that. The officials from the Ministry of Rites walked up to the stage and selected the top 30 candidates. They introduced their lives and famous stories one by one according to their ranking. Finally, they talked about their achievements in the Palace Examination.
The person who claimed credit used a thunderous tongue that spread throughout the capital, and at the same time, through the Holy Temple, it spread throughout the country.
After announcing the twenty-ninth person, the Assistant Minister of Rites walked down the stage, and the Minister of Rites, Mao Enzheng, personally stepped onto the stage. Then, he let out a thunderous roar.
. "Grand Scholar Fang Yun, from Ji County …"
Everyone listened quietly, and many people revealed looks of envy. Fang Yun's achievements were not only recorded by the minister of the Ministry of Rites, but also recorded by the historian. It was very detailed.
Gyeongo, Imperial Palace.
When Jingguo started the banquet, so did Gyeongo.
Although no one in Gyeongo obtained an A grade, everyone saw Jingguo as theirs because of the first snow in the north and the barbarians moving south. This made Qingdu more festive than Jingdu.
Gyeongo's minister of the Ministry of Rites stood on the stage with a smile on his face. He used his speech to show off his achievements.
Zong Wude was ranked third in this year's Grand Scholar examination. He had worked with Fang Yun in the Holy Ground, but because he didn't walk the path of the Miscellaneous School and focused on Confucianism, he drifted away from the Zong family.
After Gyeongo's minister of the Ministry of Rites finished showing off Zong Wude's achievements, he looked at Gyeongo's second place, the son-in-law of the Zong family, Xiang Lancheng.
Xiang Lancheng wasn't famous for his poetry, but he was a capable official. If it wasn't for Fang Yun, he would have obtained an A grade. In many aspects, he was better than Gyeongo's Grand Scholar, Yan Yukong.
Xiang Lancheng was groomed by the Zong family to compete with Fang Yun for an A grade. Although he lost, he wasn't like the Lei family's Lei Shushan who was punished by the Hall of Rites for insulting Fang Yun.
Xiang Lan was nearly 30 years old. He looked old, but he was also mature. Even though he had lost to Fang Yun, there was no negative news. In the county he was in charge of, he was highly respected. If Yan Yukong had not been so talented in literature, history, and education, it was hard to say who would have been the top scholar of the Qing Kingdom.
If it was a few years ago, he would have been the Grand Scholar.
When the minister of the Ministry of Rites looked at him, Xiang Lancheng's heartbeat quickened.
It was true that he lost to Fang Yun and even Yan Yukong, but Yan Yukong would leave Gyeongo in the future. On the other hand, he was groomed by the Zong family. In the future, he would have a meteoric rise and become a Marquis.
Xiang Lancheng didn't feel defeated at all. Both of them were very talented. However, Xiang Lancheng didn't admit defeat. Only at the last step could they decide who was better. There were many people who were very famous when they were young, but very few of them had good endings.
Becoming Gyeongo's Grand Scholar was the first step. It was also the most important step. It meant that he had officially stepped onto the stage of the human race!
When the minister of the Ministry of Rites read out his name, Xiang Lancheng felt his body become light. He knew that this voice would spread throughout Jingguo through the Divine Temple. It would spread to his hometown and make those who looked down on him feel ashamed. It would make those who were hostile to him feel regretful. It would also make those who were more talented than him feel vexed.
Xiang Lancheng smiled and was full of confidence. It wouldn't be long before he could control Gyeongo!
However, Gyeongo's minister of the Ministry of Rites only read three sentences before an even louder and louder voice exploded in the sky above Gyeongo.
"Grand Scholar Fang Yun, from Ji County. He wasn't very famous when he was young. He studied hard at the Enlightenment River … "
Gyeongo's minister of the Ministry of Rites was originally praising Xiang Lancheng, but his voice was completely suppressed by the new voice. No one could hear him, so he could only shut his mouth.
Everyone was shocked. Why was he praising Fang Yun at Gyeongo's Grand Scholar Banquet?
Everyone in Gyeongo stood up abruptly. Many people almost slammed the table. This was more arrogant than digging up someone's ancestral grave!
Xiang Lancheng's eyes were red. He was about to explode in anger and even curse!
However, all of them endured it. They realized what was going on.
The Ten Countries' Same Sound was praising the world!
This was something that had never happened before. It only existed in legends. However, it was happening in front of everyone today!
Many Gyeongo scholars were extremely angry, but they told themselves rationally. Since they were praising Fang Yun, the Ten Countries' Same Sound was justifiable. After all, Fang Yun had not only won the top ten, but he had also made great contributions to the human race during the court examination.
Gyeongo's people listened silently to the praises and sighed softly. This time, they had to admit that Fang Yun was really suppressing his peers. No one in Gyeongo could compete with him.
Some people were fascinated by the praises because the praises were very detailed. They described Fang Yun's many contributions in detail, and the more they listened, the more convinced they were.
Unknowingly, some scholars who were not brave enough began to feel ashamed and realized that they shouldn't have hated such a meritorious subject.
Most of the scholars didn't notice the changes in themselves, but the expressions of the few great scholars present changed slightly. The great scholar of the Zong Family even had a drastic change in expression!
The Notre-Dame actually used the Ten Countries' Same Sound to influence the scholars in the world and reduce their hatred of Fang Yun!
In other countries. This effect was mediocre because most of the human race supported Fang Yun. However, in Gyeongo. This was enough to shake the foundation of a country!
However, these great scholars couldn't do anything. Fang Yun's recent contributions were too great, and it was almost to the point where there was no reward. The Notre-Dame had no problem using the Ten Countries' Same Sound, and even the Zong Family had no excuse to stop her.
After a long while, the praises ended and the Ten Countries' Same Sound stopped.
The palace of Gyeongo was silent for a moment, and some upright people of Gyeongo couldn't help but praise Fang Yun.
Some people also felt that their previous attitude towards Fang Yun was too much. They also affirmed Fang Yun's contributions from a neutral point of view.
However, some scholars discovered that. Xiang Lancheng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He couldn't help but look sympathetic.
It was clearly Xiang Lancheng's turn to praise him just now, but he was rudely interrupted by Fang Yun's praises!
This was almost equivalent to obstructing Xiang Lancheng's Literary Name, and it was simply irreconcilable for the scholars.
Even if the assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites would praise Fang Yun again, everyone would be affected by the "Ten Countries' Same Sound" and wouldn't listen to the praises of the second place. Even the people in Xiang Lancheng's hometown would probably pay more attention to Fang Yun.
Zong Wude, who was standing next to Xiang Lancheng, suddenly looked up at the sky and sighed. "That was close. Fang Yun, you finally let me off."
Others didn't understand what was going on, but Yan Yukong, who was next to him, secretly laughed.
Last year, at the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Meet, the scholars who wanted to enter the Holy Ground would go on stage in groups of five to write poems, and Zong Wude and Fang Yun were on the same stage.
According to the rules, the emcee of the cultural meet should introduce the scholars on the same stage one by one and make everyone famous. However, when it was time to introduce Zong Wude, the fierce king suddenly appeared and criticized Fang Yun, causing an incident.
After the situation calmed down, the emcee forgot to introduce Zong Wude and directly asked the five of them to write poems.
Zong Wude was very depressed, but he had no choice but to write.
After that, Zong Wude was even more tragic. After Fang Yun finished writing "When Will the Bright Moon Appear", he obtained too much moonlight and caused a mutation, causing him to enter the Holy Ground in advance.
The poetry review segment that Zong Wude had been looking forward to was gone, and he was directly moved to the Holy Ground.
From the beginning to the end, the name "Zong Wude" was never mentioned at the Human Race's Number One Cultural Meet. No one knew that such a person was on the stage of the Human Race's Number One Cultural Meet.
After that, whenever the friends of the Holy Ground gathered, they would use this to mock Zong Wude.
However, today, Zong Wude finally avoided "Fang Yun's fatal attack" and Xiang Lancheng was hit.
Zong Wude looked at Xiang Lancheng with pity. In reality, Xiang Lancheng was even more unlucky than him. His fame at the Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Meet was a little fake. After all, it only involved poetry. However, this court examination was his real name, and it had a huge impact on Xiang Lancheng's life and career.
For many Grand Scholars, the best opportunity to become famous in their lives was at the Zhuangyuan Banquet. Even if they became famous in the future, it would be slowly spread, and not like today where everyone heard of this name.
Zong Wude could even foresee that in the future, there would be people calling Xiang Lancheng "the person who claimed credit after Fang Xusheng" or "the person whose name couldn't be remembered". Every time Xiang Lancheng was mentioned, there would definitely be many people who would be confused. However, once they mentioned the person who claimed credit after "Ten Countries in One Voice", the people of Gyeongo would immediately remember.
"This is only the beginning …" Zong Wude shook his head.
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