Many of the officials on the city wall looked at Nie Changju with displeasure, but Fang Yun was indifferent and had a smile on his face.
Fang Shouye, who was very familiar with Fang Yun, stared at Fang Yun and did not speak for a long time.
Chen Xibi asked in a low voice, "Old Fang, what do you think Fang Xusheng means by this? Why do I feel that his reaction is too soft? It's not like his recent style. He even killed the head of the Lei family. Why would he swallow this insult? "
Fang Shouye rubbed his chin and said after a while, "I can't say for sure. It's like Tai Gong sitting on a fishing platform, waiting for those who are willing to take the bait. Let's wait for the fifteenth of the eighth month. Maybe this year's Mid-Autumn Festival will become a grand event like the Autumn Festival in Kong City."
"Will there be a world-famous poem like 'When Will the Bright Moon Appear'?"
"Who can say for sure? Maybe it'll go one step further and shock the saints."
Everyone took their seats. Dong Wencong looked at Nie Changju and the others with displeasure, then smiled and said, "The most important moment of the Mid-Autumn Festival has finally arrived. Let's invite Fang Xusheng to compose a poem at Lusu's Military Reviewing Tower to end this festival. Next, no matter what Fang Xusheng writes, I will read it with my tongue like spring thunder and spread it throughout the city. "
Everyone looked at Fang Yun. The city wall was silent except for the sound of Fang Yun grinding ink.
Not long after, Fang Yun picked up the brush and wrote on the top of the white paper.
Ascending Yueyang Tower.
Dong Wencong said with her tongue like spring thunder, "Fang Xusheng's poem is called 'Ascending Yueyang Tower'."
Baling Prefecture had many other names. Because Baling Prefecture was located south of Tianyue Mountain, south of the mountain and north of the water, Baling Prefecture was also called Yueyang, which meant the land south of Tianyue Mountain.
Some people also called the Military Reviewing Tower Yueyang Tower, but this name was not widespread.
Many people from Xiangzhou immediately thought, could it be that Fang Xusheng wanted to change the Military Reviewing Tower to Yueyang Tower?
Then, Fang Yun continued to write.
Tower Yueyang Tower ends, Chuan Dongting opens.
The goose leads the worry away, the mountain peaks the moon.
In the midst of the clouds, he got off his bed and received the wine cup in the sky.
After getting drunk, a cool breeze blew, blowing people back and forth.
As Fang Yun was writing, Dong Wencong's words were like spring thunder.
Both the scholars on the city walls and the common people of Baling were attracted by this poem.
Standing on the tower, it was as if one could see the scenery of the entire Yueyang region. The mountains and rivers were far away, and Dongting Lake was vast. The mountain peaks seemed to bite the moon and bring it to one's face. Under such beautiful scenery, even if one saw the geese flying south, one would not feel sad. Instead, the sadness in one's heart would be carried away by the geese.
This Yue Yang Tower was so tall that the seats on the city walls seemed to be among the clouds. The guests seemed to be passing cups and drinking wine in the sky. After drinking to their heart's content, the cool autumn breeze blew past, causing their sleeves to flutter gently, as if they were sending their guests home.
"Wonderful!" Dong Wencong could not help but praise loudly after reading the poem.
"Through the poems of the Military Reading Tower, there are those who call it magnificent, those who call it imposing, and those who call it exquisite. But this kind of poem makes the Yue Yang Tower beautiful and majestic, which is unprecedented. "
"The word 'end' in this poem describes the height and location of the Yue Yang Tower. The following few sentences are like a painting, allowing people to see the beauty of the Yue Yang Tower. As for the words' staying in the clouds, receiving cups in the sky ', it can be said to be the finishing touch. Countless poets have tried in vain to write about the beauty of the Yue Yang Tower, but none of them can be compared to this poem. "
"Chatting in the clouds, drinking wine in the sky, such a beautiful thing, even the Yellow Crane Tower is far inferior!"
"In the past, someone said that the Military Reading Tower should be changed to the Yue Yang Tower. I thought that it was just a name after the region, which was too vulgar. But after reading this poem, I suddenly realized that Fang Xusheng's' Yue Yang Tower 'was not a tower in the land of Yueyang, but a tower to see all of Yueyang! Although the name is the same, the meaning is very different. "
"This poem looks at the heaven and earth, seeing the beautiful scenery and forgetting the worries, heroic and open-minded. This is the breadth of mind that a scholar should have. Look at the poems of the young scholars. In order to match the autumn scenery and autumn wind, each of them are miserable. Compared to this poem, they are simply like crying children! "A general said loudly.
The young scholar who wrote the poem earlier blushed.
"Good! Participating in the New Literature Conference, climbing the Yue Yang Tower, enjoying the beautiful scenery, enjoying the delicious food, drinking the good wine, should be worry-free! This poem of the Military Reading Tower should be the best! "
Therefore, many officials took out their official seals and released their light to cover the Yue Yang Tower.
An orange colored light floated above the paper, more than three chi five cun.
"The poem of Mingzhou can be used to guard the country!"
"It deserves to be the best poem of the Military Reading Tower!"
"From today onwards, I am afraid this place will be called the Yue Yang Tower!"
Many scholars nodded their heads gently.
Dong Wencong immediately said with a smile, "Governor, since you call this place Yue Yang Tower, I would like to ask you to personally write a name for this tower. Inscribe 'Yue Yang Tower' and hang it on the main entrance tomorrow."
Fang Yun nodded his head gently.
The old scholar Wei Dongshan smiled and said, "Good! Good! Good! The Military Reading Tower will be named the Yue Yang Tower. This will be the foundation to compete with the Yellow Crane Tower! In the future, when Fang Xusheng visits the Yue Yang Tower again, the name of the Yue Yang Tower will be passed down for thousands of years! "
Everyone commented and praised.
When this poem appeared on the Great University Scholar Ranking, it quickly caused a heated discussion.
At first, the discussion was only about the Yue Yang Tower, Fang Yun, or the Yellow Crane Tower. However, later on, it evolved into a battle between Fang Yun and Zhang Longxiang.
Some people shouted that Fang Yun was as timid as a mouse. He could have invited Zhang Longxiang to compete in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he did not dare to make the decision. He was simply afraid of Zhang Longxiang, which would bring shame to the people of Saint Origin Continent.
Those who objected asked Zhang Longxiang to stand up and not hide in the literary world like a coward. If he had the ability, he would go to the Yue Yang Tower in Xiangzhou after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Fang Yun returned to the Prefecture Overseer's Office to rest. As usual, he continued to study and study. In the morning, he slept for half an hour before waking up.
Fang Yun ate with Dong Wencong's family. Other than Dong Wencong who was calm as usual, everyone in the Dong Family was extremely excited.
After breakfast, Fang Yun and Dong Wencong went to the study to discuss how to govern Xiang Province and where to start.
Before noon, Dong Wencong suddenly received an urgent letter. After apologizing to Fang Yundao, she immediately received the letter. After reading it, her face turned slightly ugly.
Fang Yun looked at Dong Wencong without saying a word.
Dong Wencong coughed lightly and stood up from the chair. She hurriedly said, "This official has not governed Xiangzhou well. Governor, please punish me."
"Oh? What's the matter? Even if someone impersonated the Renaissance Society and caused such a big trouble, you still don't care. "
Dong Wencong revealed a difficult expression. She then honestly said, "Just a quarter of an hour ago, thousands of Baling people were instigated to stop the construction of a new paper mill outside the city."
"Paper mill?" Fang Yun thought for a moment and blurted out, "The biggest paper supplier in Xiangzhou was originally Qingjiang Trading Company, right? I believe you already know the details. Tell me now. "
Dong Wencong revealed a look of admiration. She said, "Governor, your words have hit the nail on the head. Actually, before the new paper mill was built, people in Xiangzhou and Gyeongo had already sent a message to the Baling prefect and me, asking us to stop the new mill. However … this new mill was built by the Zhang Heng family. The mill belongs to the Zhao Trading Company. How would this official dare to stop it? "
Fang Yun nodded. The Zhao Trading Company was one of the trading companies belonging to the Jingguo royal family. Many Jingguo people knew about it.
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