"Good! Marquis of Zhujiang is indeed the number one person in the Kong Shengwen world. His Literary Name has already surpassed Fang Xusheng! For this poem to appear in our Guangzhou, it is indeed our fortune! "The Guangzhou magistrate praised with a smile.
"That's right, this poem has already surpassed all of Fang Xusheng's poems! That 《Stork Tower》 has also surpassed many of Fang Xusheng's poems and has the power to stabilize the country! "
"No matter what, Fang Xusheng is still a person of Saint Origin World. In the Kong Shengwen world, in terms of Literary Name, Zhang Longxiang is the number one! Even if Fang Xusheng arrives in the Kong Shengwen world, he will still have to admit defeat in front of Marquis of Zhujiang! "
"Well said …"
After the three poems were solved, the atmosphere of the gathering was originally very high. However, with many people praising Zhang Longxiang, the atmosphere of the gathering quickly cooled down.
In the eyes of many people, this poem was indeed one of the three poems, but its value was not particularly high. After all, for the sake of the rhythm, one had to sacrifice the poetic quality, artistic conception, momentum, emotions and other aspects. Everyone thought that after praising this poem, there would be people who would point out the flaws.
No one would have thought that the Guangzhou magistrate would lead many officials and generals to praise Zhang Longxiang crazily. It was as if Zhang Longxiang was already the number one person in the literary world and could suppress Xusheng. He was only one step away from becoming the number one person in history.
At first, many people were confused, but they quickly realized that this was a trap set up by the Guangzhou magistrate, Marquis Lumen and Gou Bao!
Today's Spring Gathering was a huge trap. If Fang Yun did not become the champion, he would not be able to retrieve his ancestral treasure. Naturally, he would be slandered. However, if he won, these people would beat him at his own game and praise him to death!
Some of the people in the meeting were furious, especially the young Top Scorer. With his official seal in hand, he sent a letter to Fang Yun explaining the situation.
Fang Yun was on his way back to the barracks. After receiving the message, he replied and expressed his gratitude, but a faint smile appeared on his face.
"I've already expected such a vicious scheme. It can indeed cause terrible harm to others. Not to mention the jealousy and hostility of the entire literary world, and not to mention the dissatisfaction of the scholars in Saint Origin World, just making Xusheng an enemy is enough to make the original Zhang Longxiang suffer. Unfortunately, not only did this so-called plan not harm me, but it also helped me. It was equivalent to cooperating with the Zong and Lei families to create momentum for me! "
After Fang Yun returned to the barracks, the old man, Poetic Addict, sent a letter praising him. The Prime Minister of the State of Qin, Zhu Fengqiong, expressed his satisfaction and had already begun to build momentum for him. He hoped that they would work together in the future to complete the great plan of suppressing Fang Yun with literature.
In the name of cooperation, Fang Yun asked Zhu Fengqiong for a large amount of information about the State of Chu. He even asked for the portraits and backgrounds of the scholars in the Pearl River Army.
In the middle of the night, Wei Changxian appeared outside the carriage.
"Lord Marquis of Zhujiang, I've come to give you a gift."
"Put it down." Fang Yun's voice could be heard outside the carriage.
"Marquis of Zhujiang, your name has already shaken the world! Whether it is our Marshal or the Marquis of Qishan, they are all praising you. You can take a look at the rankings. Many people are praising you. Oh, right, I heard that you have already surpassed Fang Xusheng. You must be very happy, right? Hahaha … "
Wei Changxian laughed and left.
Fang Yun smiled and continued to read.
Fang Yun could clearly feel that the sculpture of his Palace of Literature was trembling slightly.
This was a sign that he was about to become a Grand Scholar!
Once he became a Grand Scholar, his talent aura would no longer be an ordinary pillar of smoke. Instead, it would turn into an inch-thick cloud. As his strength increased, the cloud would gradually thicken.
The power of a Grand Scholar's meteoric rise actually originated from the talent aura cloud.
"As long as I become a Grand Scholar, I will immediately obtain the complete authority of the Marquis of Zhujiang and command the 200,000 soldiers in the Pearl River Army. At that time, I will be in control and won't have to worry about Marquis Lumen and Gou Bao. Then, I will organize the army and attack the Barbarians. Finally, I will enter the Two World Mountain and complete the test of the Ninth Mountain! However, before I become a Grand Scholar, I can only continue to hide my strength and bide my time! "
After two days, the army set off and left Guangzhou City. The journey was very smooth. On the 24th day of the first month, they arrived at Pearl City.
Zhang Longxiang's ancestors had made great contributions around Pearl City and were conferred the title of Marquis of Zhujiang.
When they were ten miles away from Pearl City, the entire army heaved a sigh of relief. The power of the Divine Temple could reach here, which meant that the army was absolutely safe.
Fang Yun walked out of the carriage and stood at the edge of it. He looked forward.
In front of him, there were many banners and shining swords and spears. Soldiers lined up on both sides of the road all the way to the city gates. On top of the city walls, there were densely packed soldiers. Two bare-chested men were beating drums.
Below the city towers and above the city gates, there were two words carved in stone: "Pearl City". The words flew and the strokes were as sharp as knives.
Dong … Dong … Dong …
Ten miles away from the Pearl River Army, there was already a large number of scholars gathered near the army. There were generals of the Pearl River Army, civil officials of Pearl City, and local aristocratic families. It could be said that all the scholars had gathered.
The army was getting closer and closer to the people who were welcoming them. When Fang Yun saw that Marquis Lumen did not allow him to go forward, he said to the coachman, "Hurry up and rush to the front of the line."
"What if they stop us?"
"I will handle it."
"Yes!"
The coachman swung his long whip and cracked it in the air, producing an ear-piercing sound.
"Jia!" The carriage sped up and rushed forward.
The soldiers at the front quickly avoided them. Some of the Lumen Army soldiers wanted to intercept them, but they hesitated for a moment and chose to retreat.
Seeing this scene, the coachman was very happy. These days, Fang Yun's Literary Name was like the sun in the sky. The ordinary Lumen Army soldiers no longer dared to make things difficult for Fang Yun and the coachman.
Seeing that they were about to reach the front of the army, Wei Changxian came from the front with a cavalry of a hundred men.
"During the march, no sudden acceleration is allowed. Marquis of Zhujiang, please slow down." Wei Changxian was wearing a light black armor. When the military horse galloped, the armor on his body made a clattering sound.
Fang Yun signaled the coachman to slow down slightly and said, "My Marquis of Zhujiang has been cultivating here for many years. Why didn't you remind me when the army is entering the city?"
Wei Changxian smiled and said, "You misunderstood. I was about to bring Marquis to meet the officials of Pearl City. I didn't expect you to be anxious. Please! "
Wei Changxian turned the horse around and made way.
"Hmph!" Fang Yun snorted unhappily and returned to the carriage.
The coachman whispered, "Don't treat people as fools. If Master doesn't come, you will definitely think that Master is not here."
The carriage moved forward and soon arrived at the front of the army. It slowly moved forward with the main generals of the army.
After a few hundred breaths, the army stopped one after another. The carriage also stopped.
"Master, we are here."
Fang Yun lightly nodded and walked down the carriage. He looked forward and saw the troops in front slowly approaching. The Hanlin Army and the Jinshi Army were in the front, the civil officials and low-ranking officers were in the middle, and the rest of the scholars of Pearl City were behind.
As the two sides approached, the people of Pearl River City bowed to Marquis Lumen.
"Greetings to Marquis Lumen!" The voices were in unison.
Then, an old man with two scars on his chin stepped forward and said to Xun Tianling, "Hanlin Zhang Qingfeng greets Scholar Xun."
Then, the rest of the people also greeted Xun Tianling.
Finally, Zhang Qingfeng looked at Fang Yun and said meticulously, "Subordinate Zhang Qingfeng greets Lord Marquis of Zhujiang!"
A strange scene appeared. Less than half of the people bowed to Fang Yun. The rest stood up straight. Some people even raised their heads arrogantly and looked at Fang Yun with cold eyes.
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