Fang Yun sat in the carriage and got closer to Yueyang Tower. Along the way, he could hear the people of Jingguo scolding Zhang Longxiang. They used various angles to interpret the poems' Viewing Dongting Lake to Emperor Qing 'and' Ascending Yueyang Tower '.
However, what made Fang Yun laugh were the letters in the official seal. There were letters from the Lei family, the Zong family and even the Emperor Qing's handwritten letters. If the contents of these letters were to spread to the outside world, it would definitely cause a huge uproar in the rankings. At the same time, many people would faint from laughter.
Not long after, the carriage stopped three hundred feet away from Yueyang Tower.
A Jinshi general walked to the carriage door and whispered, "Reporting to Governor, according to the rules of the Literary Meeting, carriages are not allowed within a hundred feet of Yueyang Tower. You can only walk. You are …"
"Okay, I will get off here."
Fang Yun said as he kept the official seal. He opened the door and stepped on the ground.
The afternoon sun was strong. Fang Yun squinted his eyes and returned to normal. Under the sun's rays, the golden roof and red walls of Yueyang Tower were very eye-catching.
Fang Yun turned around and looked behind him. He saw soldiers lining the streets and blocking the road. Not far away, there were many people. There were people from Xiang Province and foreign scholars.
Seeing Fang Yun looking at them, they cheered excitedly and waved their hands.
"Governor, holy peace!"
"Fang Zhenguo will be victorious!"
"Fang Xusheng will be able to suppress the literary world!"
Fang Yun felt helpless. He was only in the Illusionary Divine stage and Sheng An's words were not appropriate.
Fang Yun cupped his hands towards the crowd and turned around to walk towards Yueyang Tower.
Yueyang Tower was the gate tower of the city wall. There were stairs on both sides of the tower. Humans respected the left. Therefore, according to etiquette, Fang Yun should go up the stairs from the left.
Before Fang Yun reached the top, he saw many people appear behind the city wall.
Someone shouted, "Governor Fang, Zhang Mingzhou has already composed two excellent poems. If you don't compose one to kill his prestige, how can you go up the tower?"
Fang Yun raised his head and looked over. The person who spoke was none other than the Minister of Culture, Jiang Hechuan.
Beside Jiang Hechuan was a group of people in purple robes. Among them were Chen Mingding and Zhang Hu, whom Fang Yun often saw, Wu Jiu and He Qionghai, whom he met in the Sacred Academy, and Tian Songshi, who had returned from his training. There were also other scholars he was familiar with, such as Ye Hongyu, Zhou Qingtian, and so on.
There were also some great scholars from other countries that Fang Yun had only seen in public discussions and was not familiar with.
Not to mention guarding Yueyang Tower, this lineup could cause chaos in the Demon Realm if they were placed on Two World Mountain.
On both sides of the Confucians, there were a few people who did not wear purple robes. For example, the Martial Monarch who wore a high scholar robe. There was also Sai Zhixue, the Governor of Mi Province who was promoted to Grand Scholar not long ago. Because Sai Zhixue was a high official in Jingguo, even if he was a Grand Scholar, he was qualified to stand on Yueyang Tower and participate in this meeting.
Fang Yun did not bow. He looked up and laughed, "Mr. He Chuan, are you helping me or helping Zhang Longxiang to make things difficult for me?"
"Old Man is avoiding suspicion and treating everyone equally! Even before Zhang Longxiang ascended the Yueyang Tower, he was able to write a good poem, 'Wu Chu, Southeast Wu, Heaven and Earth Floating Day and Night'. You must write a good poem before ascending the tower. "
The Confucians all smiled and nodded. There were even a few who agreed with Kang Ha-chuan. They were just making a fuss.
"People's hearts are not what they used to be. They don't help their own people and help outsiders …" Fang Yun shook his head.
"Hurry up. You can't let us old people wait. Do you have the heart to do that?" Kang Ha-chuan began to take advantage of his seniority.
"Fang Xusheng, you were able to compose a poem in a hundred steps. This time, you will definitely be able to write a good poem and suppress Zhang Longxiang!"
The stupid Confucian Tian Songshi said, "It's not that I don't side with you. You can't be suppressed by Zhang Longxiang's momentum before the competition! Zhang Longxiang is' shaking Yueyang Tower '! "
The people on the tower laughed.
Fang Yun shook his head lightly. Along the way, the ordinary scholars were all on guard, completely treating Zhang Longxiang as an enemy. But the vision and breadth of mind of these great scholars were different. They did not care about the outcome of this scholarly gathering. No matter if Fang Yun won or lost, in their eyes, it was to be expected.
With their status and level, they didn't need to care about the outcome of this competition. However, they were also people and had their own attitudes. Since they came here, they were already supporting Fang Yun.
The ordinary scholars analyzed the outcome of the competition clearly and logically. However, in the eyes of the Confucians, even if Fang Yun lost, he could still make a comeback. It was impossible for him to be completely defeated. Therefore, there was no need to worry. Some of the Confucians even hoped that Fang Yun would lose once. They thought that this would be a good thing for Fang Yun.
Fang Yun walked towards the stairs and said, "Today, I might have to disappoint everyone. Today, I will only write the poetry competition that Zhang Longxiang set. If Zhang Longxiang doesn't set the topic, I won't write a poem. Of course, I will definitely write something. "
"Forget it, forget it. We can't force you before the competition. Come, have a drink with us old fellows, "Kang Ha-chuan said.
Fang Yun laughed, "What, the competition hasn't started yet, and everyone is already drinking?"
"You didn't come, but we couldn't just wait. Under the cool autumn sun, a few old friends play drinking games together and drink to their heart's content. Isn't it enjoyable? It's a pity that we came too late and didn't see the scene of you welcoming Qing Jun. "Kang Ha-chuan's eyes were full of smiles.
Many of the Confucians on the city gate tower laughed unkindly. The matter of "third-rate Qing Jun" and "unparalleled benevolence and righteousness" had already spread throughout the world. It had been many years since a ruler of the human race became a laughingstock.
"Qing Jun … should be following behind me. We're almost there." Fang Yun looked towards the east of the city from the stairs.
As expected, Qing Jun and Gu Jun's carriages had already stopped and reached the area of Yueyang Tower. Qing Jun and Gu Jun got off the carriage first. Behind them, the head of the Zong family, Zong Ganyu, and a few other Confucians also got off the carriages.
Although Zong Ganyu and the others participated in welcoming Qing Jun, they didn't say anything. This kind of small scene wasn't worth their time.
Fang Yun smiled and glanced at them. He nodded slightly and took one last look at Qing Jun's hat. Then, he turned back and continued to climb the city wall.
Qing Jun and Gu Jun stopped and waited for the Confucians to walk behind them before they walked towards Yueyang Tower together.
At this time, everyone saw that Qing Jun had changed his crown. It was no longer the flat imperial crown that a ruler officially wore. It had been changed to a normal crown.
Most of the Confucians' expressions didn't change, but some people in Jingguo didn't hide their smiles.
Kang Ha-chuan cupped his hands towards Qing Jun and said, "Old Man, I am Jingguo's Prime Minister. I deeply apologize for the inconvenience that Qing Jun encountered in Baling."
The Qing officials behind Qing Jun almost rolled their eyes. They all said that Kang Ha-chuan was a benevolent gentleman. Even in front of enemies, he was polite. Now, as soon as they met, he exposed Qing Jun's scars. This was definitely intentional. With Kang Ha-chuan's intelligence, he wouldn't be stupid enough to say such things carelessly.
Clearly, the Three Tassels Flat Crown and Qingjiang Trading Company's Bai Qingjun had also caused Jiang Hechuan's dissatisfaction.
Qing Jun's expression was gloomy. He said, "Mister He Chuan is too polite. Jingguo is far away and the culture isn't strong. It's the first time you've held such a grand event. You've already done well."
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