Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Fang Yun to not be afraid or discouraged at all. He was as calm as he used to be.
Ge Yiming was so angry that he laughed and said, "Fang Xusheng, Fang Xusheng, no one can compare to you when it comes to being stubborn. If all the scholars in the world were to sit still in the face of a storm, you would certainly be the well-deserved champion. You still want to continue with the literary competition at this point? This literary competition had already ended when we arrived! You haven't answered my question just now. What can you, Fang Yun, do to me? "
Countless Jing people were furious. Many scholars stood up in anger. Everyone knew that Ge Yiming was purposely provoking Fang Yun to make a fool out of himself. However, this kind of provocation was too much. One was a Jinshi, one was a Grand Scholar, one was an idle official, and the other was Xusheng. Provocation with such a disparity in status was almost impolite.
The rest of the people from the other countries frowned and looked at Ge Yiming with disgust. Previously, Ge Yiming had to attack Fang Yun because of his status. However, now that the outcome had been decided and Gyeongo could almost celebrate their victory in advance, Ge Yiming was still being aggressive. Moreover, he was provoking the only Xusheng today.
Many people shook their heads gently. Previously, they thought that Ge Yiming was young and impetuous. However, when they arrived at the big stage of the Ten Nations, they realized that he was a rich playboy who thought highly of himself but was actually mediocre in all aspects. It was already his limit to become a Jinshi. It was impossible for him to go further as Ge Baiwan hoped.
Not only were the outsiders surprised, even the merchants and Gyeongo officials near Ge Baiwan were puzzled. Previously, when the emperor of the Zong family was in trouble, Ge Yiming came out to help. It was a great achievement. Now that he was about to succeed, a Jinshi actually repeatedly provoked Xusheng. This was a typical example of being complacent and crossing the bottom line that scholars should abide by.
"Chirp chirp chirp …"
The big rabbit was simply mad with anger. It kept shouting at Ge Yiming.
Fang Yun's friend gritted his teeth as he looked at Ge Yiming. He didn't expect that this guy from Xiang Province would betray Fang Yun so thoroughly at a time like this. If Fang Yun really couldn't do anything to Ge Yiming today, he would definitely be mocked by others.
However, Qing Jun looked at Ge Yiming and nodded with a smile. At a time like this, he had to maintain a shred of dignity. He could not go too far, but he was happy to see Ge Yiming continue to attack Fang Yun. If he could force Fang Yun into a corner and leave behind a bad reputation, then he would reward Ge Yiming handsomely.
Ge Yiming realized that with the Qing Emperor's attitude, no one from the Zong and Lei families objected. He proudly looked at Fang Yun and thought to himself that after today, his name would spread far and wide. His rise in Literary Name would be of great help to his literary position. As long as he studied hard for a few years and trained hard, he would be able to enter the Hanlin Academy. If he could obtain the help of the Zong and Lei families, as well as the Qing Emperor, he could even become a scholar and completely take over Ge Baiwan's business. He would protect his descendants and leave his name in history.
A smile bloomed on Ge Yiming's face. He completely disregarded Fang Yun on Yueyang Tower.
However, Fang Yun didn't even look at Ge Yiming. His words were like spring thunder. "In the spring of the year 203 of the new calendar, Dong Wencong moved to Xiang Province. As the year passed, the political situation improved and the people were at peace. The Military Reading Tower changed its name to Yueyang Tower. The old system will be restored and poems will be carved on it. I will write a composition to remember it. "
Fang Yun was a scholar and his words were heavenly. Everyone immediately understood what he was saying. Last year, Dong Wencong had been promoted to Magistrate of Xiang Province. After a year of hard work, Xiang Province's political affairs had gone smoothly and the people were happy. He had allowed the previously neglected affairs to flourish. This year, Yueyang Tower changed its name and was preparing to expand. Then, Yueyang Tower would be engraved with poems and songs. Fang Yun would write a composition for this matter.
This was not the main text, but a preface or introduction, so most people didn't care.
However, many people found Fang Yun's choice of words strange.
After Fang Yun finished speaking, some officials began discussing in low voices.
"Fang Xusheng's writing skills are getting better and better. Look at Zong Wuyuan, Ge Yiming, and the others. They're much older than Fang Xusheng, but once they're forced into a corner, they'll say anything."
"The political situation improved and the people were at peace. This is truly the finishing touch. The strength of the strokes, the ingenuity of the innuendo, and the ingenuity of the writing skills are extremely rare. It's as if the great Confucian had personally written it. "
"Fang Xusheng doesn't have profound words, but Fang Xusheng's words do."
"After Dong Wencong came, the political situation improved and the people were at peace. Then, before he came, what was Xiang Province like? Naturally, the political situation was not good and the people were not at peace. When Jingguo first took over Xiang Province, they were careful everywhere. The officials were arrogant and the people complained. However, Fang Xusheng didn't say a word, but it was still vivid in my mind. "
"If the political situation improved and the people were at peace is just an innuendo, then the people were at peace is an accusation. This is practically pointing at the noses of the Qing officials, Gyeongo officials, and the Qing Emperor, and scolding them for ruining Xiang Province! Gyeongo was at peace, Jingguo was at peace, and each word was like a sword. Fang Xusheng didn't say much before, but when he did, it was truly incredible. "
"That phrase 'the old system will be replaced' seems to have some meaning. On the surface, it's expanding Yueyang Tower, but now the flood dragon sage is about to patrol the river. Once the emperor arrives, it will be earth-shattering. Fang Yun, Dong Wencong, and the other officials will certainly be impeached and forced to leave Xiang Province. Then, Left Prime Minister Mount Liu's people will come and collude with the people of Gyeongo. When that time comes, how can Fang Xusheng expand? Since Fang Xusheng wrote this sentence, he must have great confidence. "
"It's hard to say. Perhaps it's just the literal meaning. After all, outside of Kong City, the grandest Mid-Autumn Cultural Gathering was held here, and a miraculous event happened here. Of course, this Yueyang Tower is worth expanding."
"Look at those Gyeongo officials. They're like dead pigs. Ge Yiming was all smiles before, but now that he saw the Qing Emperor unhappy, he didn't dare to smile. Hmph, compared to Fang Xusheng, he's just a shrew who curses on the streets. "
"Fang Xusheng is still grinding ink, as if he's thinking. I wonder when he'll officially start writing."
"That inkstone turtle is really intelligent. I'm envious."
"After all, it's one of the Four Wonders. I'll be satisfied just by looking at it."
"If we use the official seal to look from above, we can even see Mo Nu's small head."
Everyone looked at Fang Yun expectantly, especially the scholars who worshipped Fang Yun. Their eyes were filled with eagerness.
Fang Yun was wearing a green robe embroidered with clouds as he stood on top of Yue Yang Tower. The four treasures of the study, brush, ink, paper, and inkstone were floating in front of him. Under the illumination of the moonlight and the stars, his face looked even more delicate and handsome.
Fang Yun held an ink stick and gently ground ink on the back of the inkstone turtle. The inkstone turtle looked at the distant estuary of the Yangtze River with disdain in its eyes.
Everyone watched Fang Yun grind ink while discussing spiritedly.
However, after dozens of breaths, Fang Yun still didn't start writing.
Ge Yiming glanced at the Qing Emperor and said, "Could it be that Fang Xusheng is scared out of his wits because the Flood Dragon Sage is about to arrive? I think I see Fang Xusheng's hand shaking. "
"Fang Xusheng, you don't need to look. The Flood Dragon Sage's river patrol has always been grand. Moreover, he will only officially leave the Flood Dragon Sage Palace after the three waves reach the end of the river patrol. It won't be long before the three waves reach this place! "Zong Wuyuan smiled.
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