There were too many people there and not many people cared about the dozen or so High Scholars and one scholar. Besides, there were very few people from Jingguo, and Fang Yun was the only one from Jiang Zhou. Hence, no one recognized Fang Yun.
There were many people who knew Li Fanming, but those who greeted Li Fanming were mostly laughing and joking. They looked like they had been drinking together before.
Fang Yun and the rest found an empty long table and sat down one after another. Apart from some snacks, there was also a voice transmission conch on the long table.
Everyone began chatting as soon as they sat down.
"Actually, it's better to have fewer people at the Literary Meet. Once there are too many people, it'll be boring. Look, this Literary Meet is nothing more than the same as before. A few scholars will say some words that are neither important nor trivial, and then whoever is willing to write a poem to compete will submit the 'new' poem that they have prepared for a long time. Finally, the geniuses and disciples of aristocratic families will show off and flatter them. Of course, if there are good poems, it'll be a good thing too, "a disciple of a wealthy family grumbled smilingly.
"We're just there to serve as a foil, we're used to it. However, this Literary Meet is an invitation from the Kong Family. It's an honor to be able to receive it, so we have to come. Actually, I don't like this kind of Literary Meet either. The point is that we can't compete with those geniuses for Literary Name. Besides, there are High Scholars and Grand Scholars. How can we compete with those Grand Scholars? "Li Fanming said with a smile.
Everyone chatted for 15 minutes and people came in one after another. From time to time, people would come over to greet and greet them. Li Fanming and the rest would also meet acquaintances and have to leave. Soon, they would return and leave again after a while.
Some people were very happy after leaving, while some seemed to have encountered something as they looked sullen. Occasionally, they would sneak a glance at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun didn't know anyone and was rather free.
Not long after, Fang Yun heard someone calling for Mr. Ci.
As three of the Four Great Scholars came, everyone stood up one after another. They waited for Ci Jun to sit with the Grand Scholars before they all sat down.
Fang Yun looked at Mr. Ci, who was average-looking. However, his every move had a special charm that was extremely eye-catching.
Fang Yun nodded. Mr. Ci was very suitable to be the most important person at this Literary Meet. If a great scholar came, it would seem too grand. It wasn't the Ten Nations Literary Meet anyway..
Not long after, Li Fanming hurried over and said in a low voice, "The people from your Jing Country's Gongyang Family are here."
Fang Yun knitted his brows. The Gongyang Family was also a prosperous family in the past. But ever since the Eastern Han Dynasty, it had been hard for any talents to come out. .............. There were even some people who suspected that the Gong Yang family had colluded with the Qing Kingdom. However, it was more fair to say that the Gong Yang family was currently wavering. Although there was no such thing as treason for a semi-sage family, and semi-sage families had always existed, if they were to be accused of treason, it would still be a loss of face.
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"I met Liu Zizhi once in the Jing Country's capital city. He came with the people of the Gong Yang family to discuss the matter between you and the Left Prime Minister Liu family. ............
"Oh? Where are they sitting? "Fang Yun immediately realized that since Liu Zizhi had also come to Kong City, he must be there for the Holy Ground.
Li Fanming pointed in a direction and Fang Yun looked over. Soon, he saw a face that was very similar to Liu Zicheng's, but it was more determined and a little haggard.
Liu Zizhi looked over too. It was the first time the two of them had met.
Liu Zizhi suddenly smiled. He raised his glass and toasted before downing it in one gulp. He whispered to a Jinshi beside him, who then looked over and nodded at Fang Yun with a smile. He then left the long table and headed to the single tables at the front.
'He and the Left Minister should have a portrait of me,' Fang Yun thought as he turned around.
"The person beside Liu Zizhi is Gongyang Xun, the eldest son of the Gongyang Family. You don't have to worry, he's different from people like Xiong Jun. Even if the Gongyang Family is really on good terms with the Left Minister, they won't make things difficult for you. The Gongyang Family still cares about their reputation. "
"I know, the Gongyang Family even invited me, but I don't know what this future Gongyang Family Head's attitude is. I don't care about them, I'm only here to take a look at the Confucius Academy, I don't care about anything else. "
Li Fanming smiled mischievously, "Look at those Jinshi and Hanlin Scholars who have single tables, do you want to compete with them? The prize of being the champion of the Confucius Academy is not small. "
"What can I get if I get first place?"
"I recommend three people to study in the Confucius Academy for three years without taking the exam. If you can make Mister Tree shake his head, you will get a Jinshi Literature Treasure and a Demonic Commander Pseudo Dragon Pearl. I heard that you ate a Demonic Commander Pseudo Dragon Pearl and offended the Flood Dragon King? If you eat another Pseudo Dragon Pearl, the power of the Dragons in your body will be even stronger. In the future, when you go to the Dragon Platform, you will have great benefits. Since your poem is like a soaring dragon, Lord Eastern Sage will definitely choose you to go to the Dragon Platform. Don't even think about the True Dragon Bone. If you can get an especially good Flood Dragon Bone, you can wrap it with your sword poem and fuse it. Your sharp tongue will far surpass mine. Those disciples of the top aristocratic families, their sharp tongue is formed in this way. It's extremely powerful. "
"Fierce Monarch's sharp tongue is also like this?" Fang Yun asked.
"Of course. Back then, the Meng Clan begged many people for the Flood Dragon Bone. After all, they are the Half-saint aristocratic family. It can be said that the sharpness of a sharp tongue is one of the criteria for a top genius. Someone like Li Wenying, who sharpens his ancient sword by killing demons, is one in a million. It's too difficult. "
"The disciples of aristocratic families are indeed incomparable to us." Fang Yundao said.
"Correction, I'm a direct descendant." Li Fanming said.
At this moment, an old voice spread throughout the hall, suppressing everyone's voices like thunder.
"I wanted to say that it's the Mid-Autumn Festival like every year, but today is the 14th of August, so I won't say it."
Everyone turned to look at the scholar of the Kong Clan and laughed kindly.
"Tomorrow, the best of the ten nations will rush to the Holy Ground and fight with the demons and barbarians. Today, I hope that everyone will put aside everything and show your talents. The pseudo dragon pearl and the Grand Scholar literary treasure are not important. What's important is that the young talents of the human race will compete in poetry and literature. Let's work together … Grand Scholars will bully High Scholars. "
Everyone laughed again. This kind of relaxed atmosphere was better after hearing a lot of great principles.
Fang Yun couldn't help but secretly nod. As expected of the City of Confucius, they could handle such a big event with ease. The Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Gatherings in smaller places would definitely be at daggers drawn for the sake of the prize, but here, the atmosphere was pure. Although the prize was great, not many people deliberately pursued it.
However, Fang Yun also thought of another aspect.
"One knows etiquette when one has enough food and clothing, one knows honor and disgrace when one has enough food and clothing. The people here are either rich or noble, so naturally, they are very peaceful. If the True Dragon Bone is used, they may not be so peaceful. "
Ever since the "besieged Wei to save Zhao", Fang Yun liked to consider things from different perspectives.
The scholar of the Kong Clan only said a few words, and then another scholar from the Hanlin Academy announced the details of this Mid-Autumn Festival Cultural Gathering.
Fang Yun listened carefully. It turned out that the main theme of this Cultural Gathering was the Mid-Autumn Festival and the bright moon. Poems and songs were accepted. If anyone wanted to participate in the Cultural Gathering, they had to go to the box in the hall and take out a piece of paper. On the paper, there were more detailed requirements, such as reunion, frontier fortress, homesickness, missing friends, missing family, Chang 'e, flowers, jade rabbit, and other small topics. They had to finish writing in 15 minutes.
It was very obvious. This was to prevent people from preparing in advance and composing poems on the spot.
Many people shook their heads and gave up on this Cultural Gathering. It was not difficult to write an ancient poem in 15 minutes, and it was nothing if it was written plainly. However, if it was not well written, it would be embarrassing. If enemies ridiculed them, they might as well not write.
After the Hanlin Academy member finished speaking. After 15 minutes, no one went up. After all, they were all scholars and had to be humble at times like this.
Not long after, someone shouted, "If you don't come, I'll embarrass myself first!"
An eleven or twelve year old boy from the Kong family ran over with a smile. He took out a piece of paper from the box and looked at it. He then stuffed the paper back into the box and cried out, "I can't compose it!" He then ran out with a red face.
The scholar smiled and said, "Little Yu. What's written on the paper? "
The boy ran and shouted, "Missing my husband."
Everyone laughed. It was too difficult for an eleven or twelve year old boy to compose a poem about a woman missing her husband.
Li Fanming laughed so hard that he almost choked. He pointed at Little Yu and shouted, "You little brat, you're making trouble!"
Little Yu turned her head and made a funny face at Li Fanming before running out of the Sishui Courtyard.
With Little Yu's antics, everyone relaxed. A High Scholar walked up to the box and cupped his hands to the crowd.
"High Scholar of Shu, Zeng Peng, has thrown a brick to attract jade. I'll embarrass myself."
Everyone nodded their heads. Zeng Peng was already quite famous and was the second to come out. Just his courage alone was worthy of praise.
Zeng Peng had drawn the word 'reunion', so he wrote a poem about reunion with the moon. It was quite good and received praise from the crowd. The Master of Ci even gave a few comments, making everyone envious.
Although the Master of Ci's name was Ci, he was not bad in terms of poetry. However, he was the best at Ci. Even the Master of Ci said that the Master of Ci's poem was on par with his.
After that, the High Scholars and Grand Scholars came forward to compose poems one after another. Some were fast and some were slow. Those who were slower took a small theme and went to the side to think about it. They could compose a poem within 15 minutes.
Although the Confucius Academy was slightly inferior to the Notre-Dame, the fact that they had invited the Master of Ci showed that the Kong family valued it. Hence, some of the non-aristocratic descendants tried their best not for the Grand Scholar's literary treasure or the pseudo Dragon Ball, but for the Master of Ci's comments.
Time passed slowly and many people wrote good poems.
Fang Yun secretly exclaimed that it was indeed worthy of being the best city in the Ten Nations. There were seven or eight poems that were written out of the county, and the best poem was even better than the one written out of the county. It was praised by the Master of Ci and everyone else. It was a Grand Scholar from a Half-saint family who had a Literary Name.
Not long after, Fang Yun saw Gongyang Xun walking over with a smile and bowing to the crowd, attracting the attention of many people. Even the Grand Scholars who were talking stopped and many people who knew Gongyang Xun even cheered for him.
After all, he was the eldest son of the Gongyang family. Even though it had declined, it was still a Half-saint family and his status was not inferior to that of a Grand Scholar.
Gongyang Xun did not immediately draw a slip of paper. Instead, he smiled and said, "My poems are actually very ordinary. After all, the Gongyang family is known for their classics and history. I've prepared two poems. If you don't get the one that I prepared, I'll ask a great scholar from Jingguo to help me. Of course, I won't give you any prizes. Fang Yun, you won't watch us Jingguo people embarrass ourselves, right? "
Gongyang Xun smiled and looked at Fang Yun.
Upon hearing Fang Yun's name, soft cheers immediately rang out. Hundreds of people's voices were filled with excitement and surprise.
Apart from Jingguo's enemies, Wu Guo and Gyeongo, Fang Yun's Literary Name was positive in the other countries.
Liu Zizhi sat not far away and looked at Fang Yun with a smile.
"To be continued …"
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