When the officials heard Zhang Poyue's words, they had expected this to happen. Zhang Poyue was known as the most troublesome person in Jingguo. Even Li Wenying, Minister Zuo, and Minister Wen could not do anything to him.
Some of them shook their heads. Zhang Poyue's words were too shameless.
Zhang Poyue stroked his beard and smiled at Fang Yundao. "I wanted to go to West Sub-City, but I heard Half-saint's voice and came to take a look. I didn't expect that little bastard from Gyeongo to want to escape, so I killed him. Don't be afraid, Duke Jian Mei will take care of him. I'll be staying on the Dragon Patrol Ship for the next few days, so don't disturb me if there's nothing important. "
The officials laughed. Zhang Poyue was still the same. He would make a move when he needed to, but he would not show himself when he needed to. Once he was on the Dragon Patrol Ship, Shi Jun would not be able to do anything to him.
"Oh right, I'll ask someone to send you an egg today!" Zhang Poyue's voice came from afar.
Everyone looked at Fang Yun. They were curious about what kind of egg Zhang Poyue would send him.
Magistrate Dong whispered to Fang Yundao, "Since Governor Zhang killed Shi Dehong, Shi Jun will not trouble you. She will only go after him. You don't have to worry."
Fang Yun nodded. He knew that Zhang Poyue was helping him.
The people of Qing walked out with their tails between their legs. The people of Jing watched them leave with their heads held high.
Yuanjun Feng said loudly, "Our Jingguo has never had a Book Hill in a hundred years. Today, Fang Yun won the first prize. This is a joyous occasion for our Jade Sea Prefecture and Jingguo. Fang Yun, why don't you leave a calligraphy to commemorate this event and encourage the future generations to climb Book Hill? "
Everyone looked at Fang Yun expectantly, because famous phrases and couplets had a very good motivational effect on scholars. Now, every scholar in Jiang Zhong had a copy of the Epigraph of My Shack.
"Then I will write an exhortation to encourage all the scholars."
Yuanjun Wen never lacked the four treasures of the study. Immediately, someone carried the table and the four treasures of the study over.
Many students raised their heads in anticipation, hoping that Fang Yun would be able to personally see Fang Yun's calligraphy, which was even better than the ones sold in bookstores.
Fang Yun picked up the brush and pondered for a moment before putting it down to write. In the process of writing, the sound of reading and sailing on the sea could be heard from his brush.
Hearing this voice, no one cared about what Fang Yun wrote or stared at Fang Yun's face. Staring at Fang Yun's brush, no one could hide the shock in their hearts.
In the Saint Origin World, calligraphy was the first of the Six Arts of Gentlemen. It was also the first of the Four Friends of Literati. There were no shortcuts, and it required a long time of hard work and hard practice. Therefore, people who were good at calligraphy were sometimes more respected than people with high literary status. Once one reached the third level of calligraphy, any piece of calligraphy would be worth a thousand silver taels. If it was a Superior Grade piece of calligraphy, it would usually be worth tens of thousands.
As for calligraphy works of the fourth level, it was a treasure that even Dragons would scramble for. Even Half-saint rarely reached that level.
Everyone speculated. Since Fang Yun could reach the first level of calligraphy at such a young age, it was likely that he would reach the third or even the fourth level in the future.
Fang Yun was not distracted as he slowly wrote the couplet to encourage learning.
There was no shortcut in the mountain of books.
The officials behind Fang Yun got a great shock when they saw half of it and almost wanted to stop him.
Before Confucius established the Notre-Dame, Book Hill was just an ordinary term, but ever since the establishment of the Book Hill and the Notre-Dame, there were two sacred grounds. Almost no literati dared to write the name of the sacred ground in their poems, essays, and couplets, for fear of being criticized and criticized. The most terrifying thing was that if there were any disrespectful or deviating from the original intention of the establishment of the sacred ground, they might be retaliated by the power of the sacred ground.
Everyone knew that the sacred ground had a spirit.
However, those officials bore with it. Since Fang Yun had been crowned as the best talent of the Ten Nations by Half-saint, it wouldn't be a taboo to write a Book Hill poem. They just hoped that it wouldn't be too bad. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if the Book Hill retaliated.
Soon, Fang Yun finished writing two lines of the couplet.
Diligence is the path to the mountain of books, and diligence is the path to the boundless sea of learning.
Many literati could tell at a glance that the couplet was neat and could almost be considered a model of the seven-character couplet. They nodded continuously and thought that the meaning was worth pondering over.
"Boom …"
The spiritual energy of the sacred temple suddenly soared into the sky and emitted a powerful explosive sound. It then formed a strong vibration in all directions like a ring-shaped gust of wind.
Everyone had no choice but to raise their arms to protect their faces while squinting at the sacred temple.
"It's over. Did Fang Yun's couplet violate the taboo of the Book Hill?" Many officials felt a chill down their spines.
However, a strange scene happened. Fang Yun's couplet actually floated up with the wind and flew to both sides of the main gate of the Wen Institute.
The couplet merged with the words on the rock door frame, after which the rock of the door frame slowly protruded and turned into the words written by Fang Yun.
At the same time, the words appeared on the door frames of the county, prefectural, state, and Ten Nations Academies of Literature in all parts of the Ten Nations.
Diligence is the path to the mountain of books, and diligence is the path to the boundless sea of learning.
Everyone was shocked in front of the Jade Sea Academy.
All the scholars looked at Fang Yun in disbelief because the lack of couplets in front of the Wen Institute was something that happened many years ago and had even sparked a discussion among the saints.
The World Academy of Literature, the Sacred Temple of the Wen Institute, the Notre-Dame Temple, and the Notre-Dame Temple of the Wen Institute of Literature only had name plaques and no couplets. Logically speaking, there should be some couplets hanging in such places.
However, the saints didn't decide in the end and simply left it to the Sacred Temple of the World and the Notre-Dame to choose. However, they waited for hundreds of years.
However, the Sacred Temple of the World and the Notre-Dame had now chosen Fang Yun's couplet.
In the future, everyone in the world would see the couplet when they passed by the Wen Institute of Literature. In terms of Literary Name, it was more terrifying than the ten national poems.
Fang Yun suddenly felt helpless. The couplet was written by Han Yu, the head of the Tang and Song Dynasties. The Poet Su Dongpo praised him as "the decline of the eight dynasties of literature", referring to the decline of literature in the Song, Qi, Liang, Chen, Wei, Qi, Zhou, and Sui dynasties and the early Tang Dynasty. However, Han Yu was able to rise and change the general trend of the decline of literature.
In terms of ancient poetry, Han Yu was far inferior to Li Du and Little Li Du. However, in terms of literature and status in the Confucian school, Han Yu was superior. Moreover, he was an important figure who had entered the Temple of Confucius. The entire Tang Dynasty could be said to be brilliant, but only two people had entered the Temple of Confucius. It wasn't as easy to enter as it was in the Song and Ming dynasties.
Fang Yun originally only wanted to choose the couplet that he was most familiar with and that it resonated with the Book Hill, so he chose this couplet. He didn't expect that it would be copied on the door of the Wen Institute of Literature.
An official whispered, "This is good. In the future, Fang Yun's status in Jingguo and some scholars will be higher, but in the hearts of the Gyeongo people, Wu Guo people, and a few others, they will be incomparably jealous and even hate him."
"At that time, there was a consensus that the couplets in front of the doors of the various places should not only have a profound meaning, but also be easy to understand. Anyone who can read should be able to understand at a glance. However, it was easy to say, but difficult to do. Fang Yun not only dared to write about the two sacred grounds of the Book Hill and Xuanhai, but he also made it easy to understand. Even the meaning of the couplet is very profound. Who else would the Sacred Temple choose if not him!?! "
"Fortunately, it's just a couplet. If Fang Yun were to write a scripture or policy and spread it to the world, the Demon Sages and Barbarian Sages would definitely go crazy."
"But the scholars of the Ten Nations can't ignore it!" Feng Yuanjun said.
Yang Yuhuan and Zhao Hongzhuang were in the crowd. Yang Yuhuan covered her mouth and was extremely surprised, but her eyes were full of joy. She didn't understand these things, but she understood because the people around her were discussing it.
Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Yun, who was being revered by many officials, and the tenderness in her eyes intensified.
Zhao Hongzhuang looked at Fang Yun with a dazed expression.
Seeing that the matter was getting out of hand, Fang Yun decisively cupped his fists and said, "Everyone, I'm going home first!"
"Take care, we'll send you off!"
"Let's go! Get in the car, we'll send you off! "
"Yes! You're the top scholar of the Ten Nations and you've just written a couplet for the Academy of Arts. You can't lose it. "
"I've been in Jade Sea City for so many years and I finally met such a big shot who can shake the Ten Nations. How can I just watch you leave? I must send you to your door! "
The generals rushed over excitedly and surrounded Fang Yun. The civil officials thought about it and half of them stayed where they were while the other half walked over.
Fang Yun was dumbfounded. After being stunned for a long time, he said, "Everyone, I'll go on my own."
Fang Shouye, who was at the side, smiled and said, "We'll send you off … Eh?" After saying that, he looked at the sky above the temple.
Fang Yun also looked over curiously, only to see a large black mass of text geese suddenly flying over the temple. There were thousands of them and they were simply covering the sky. Besides, there seemed to be more and more of them. Some flew towards Feng Yuanjun while some flew towards Magistrate Dong. Only a few of them were invisible and entered the official seals of some officials.
No one had ever seen such an exaggerated scene.
Looking at the thousands of text geese hovering in the sky, some people stared blankly while some couldn't help but laugh out loud. The scene was really too interesting. They then looked at Magistrate Dong and Feng Yuanjun curiously, wanting to know what was going on.
The two of them opened the text geese one after another.
The more they looked at it, the happier they were, especially Magistrate Dong who was grinning from ear to ear.
Noticing that the others were waiting eagerly, Feng Yuanjun smiled and said, "A few of them are congratulating the scholar of the Jade Sea Prefecture for coming out on top. The rest of the questions were about the couplet. It turned out that it wasn't just the Jade Sea Prefecture's Institute of Literature that had changed. All the institutes of literature in the Ten Nations had the same couplet. Because the Notre-Dame has already recorded that the couplet was written by Fang Yun, they all want to verify it. Hence, the officials and magistrates of various places have sent letters to inquire. "
Many people looked at Fang Yun enviously. In the entire world, Fang Yun was probably the only one who could cause such a thing.
Fang Yun hurriedly said, "I'll get going."
Fang Shouye smiled and said, "Let's go, we'll send you off together. You're now a big shot that everyone in the Ten Nations is paying attention to. We can't let you go home alone. Let's go."
Fang Yun walked forward helplessly while twenty to thirty officials who were at least of the seventh rank surrounded him.
The people in front made way and many of them smiled as they watched Fang Yun leave. At the same time, there was envy in their eyes. With so many officials escorting him, Fang Yun would be able to do whatever he wanted in Jade Sea City in the future.
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