Kang Ha-chuan's voice was not loud, but everyone on Wen Yuan Street heard it clearly.
Many people looked at the blue-robed youth beside Kang Ha-chuan. That's right, it was Fang Yun, who was protected by so many people a few days ago.
Wasn't the Prime Minister here to catch Fang Yun? Why would he accompany Fang Yun to see the results?
Furthermore, he was the Prime Minister, a great scholar, the leader of Jingguo's literati!
Lian Guojun barely had the qualifications to be "accompanied" by the Prime Minister. No matter where the Prime Minister appeared in the country of Jing, he would always be accompanied by the local officials. If the Prime Minister accompanied a High Scholar before the Emperor, wouldn't that be a huge mess?
But the Prime Minister could not be disrespectful. In fact, he was even more respectful than everyone present.
What was going on?
Everyone had the same question in their minds.
Chen Zhiyuan's expression changed. He clenched his fists tightly and straightened his body.
Before the final results were out, he could not admit defeat!
A few people in the crowd wanted to use their official seals to send out letters, but they found that their communication with the Divine Temple had been cut off.
Governor Ge noticed that everyone's expressions were not right. Furthermore, his official seal had suddenly received hundreds of letters. Even if it had been four days, it should not have been so many.
Governor Ge nodded at Prime Minister Kang Ha-chuan again and said, "Jiang Prefecture High Scholar Examinations, release the results!"
With that, Prefecture Overseer Ge clenched his official seal, and a screen of light rose into the air.
The screen of light was as tall as a 30-story building. It could be seen even from the edge of the city.
On the pale yellow screen of light, 100 names were listed in order from top to bottom.
There were many people in front of and on both sides of the entrance of the Wen Yuan School. However, in everyone's eyes, the High Scholar List was facing them. Regardless of whether it was the elderly or those with poor eyesight, they could see every word clearly, as if it was right in front of them.
"Golden words! Golden words! "A few scholars and scholars shouted crazily as if they had gone mad.
This was especially true for those teenagers or students. They raised their hands and pointed at the top of the High Scholar List, shouting loudly as if they were afraid that others could not see it.
Those older people were so excited that their bodies were trembling. Their lips were trembling, and they rubbed their eyes hard. Some people even pinched their own thighs, afraid that everything was a dream.
There were still some people who were puzzled, not understanding the meaning of the golden word.
There were ninety-nine black names on the huge light screen that was three hundred meters tall. However, there was a row of golden words at the first position.
Fang Yun, A, A, A!
Three High Scholars!
Golden Word Ranking Essay, Holy Pen Commentary!
The second row below was Chen Zhiyuan, Cishang, Yizhong, Yizhong, Yizhong.
Chen Zhiyuan only felt a rumble in his head. It was as if he was in the middle of a hurricane. Everything in front of him was shattered. The voices of those people, their faces, and the High Scholar List in front of him seemed to become a colorful brilliance, blocking his vision.
"It's fake! It must be fake! He, Fang Yun, was just a teenager. How can his policy theory be better than mine? I have been praised by the magistrate of Gu County as a genius who can help the world! "
However, the moment this thought appeared, Chen Zhiyuan's heart was filled with endless regret. Nothing had happened. However, there was a great fear and a faint sadness in his eyes.
Holy Pen Commentary, unquestionable!
Suddenly, many officials turned to look in the direction of the Notre-Dame. Even Kang Ha-chuan looked in the direction of the Notre-Dame. Fang Yun was already prepared for this, but he still felt a little excited.
"Rainbow Light! It's Rainbow Light! It's indeed Holy Pen Commentary! It's here! It's here! "Chang Wanxu shouted excitedly.
"Red! Orange! Yellow! Three streaks of rainbow light guided him! Three Rainbow Lights! It's comparable to a great scholar's book! "
"Hahahaha … I understand now! I understand Fang Zhenguo's intention! Only today did I know that Fang Yun is well-versed in the art of war! Someone is going to be in big trouble! Bloody bad luck! "Li Fanming shouted in the crowd, and the surrounding Holy Ground High Scholars all came to a realization.
Fang Yun looked over with a faint smile and saw the red, orange, and yellow Rainbow Lights rapidly flying in the sky like a bridge between heaven and earth. The beginning of the Rainbow Lights was in the distant horizon, and after a few breaths, it landed in Jade Sea City.
The Rainbow Lights looked very narrow from afar, but when it landed in the city, everyone realized that the entire city and the surrounding hundred li were covered by the Rainbow Lights.
Some of the elderly scholars had tears streaming down their faces.
"My Jiangzhou hasn't seen a Rainbow Light in over a hundred years!"
Then, three beams of golden light shot into the sky. Heaven and earth shook, and the entire Jiangzhou swayed gently.
The Rainbow Lights quickly retracted, and the three golden lights followed.
Everyone looked at the Rainbow Lights that were getting farther and farther away, unwilling to retract their gazes for a long time.
Fang Yun sighed softly. When he was waiting for the Holy Pen Review, he already knew that there would definitely be a Rainbow Light. This was a phenomenon of heaven and earth, and he wasn't sure if the Saints could stop it. Therefore, Fang Yun left early and didn't say anything, because only the Half-saint and heaven and earth were qualified to announce the results.
The Holy Pen Review was just the beginning, and the Rainbow Light wasn't over yet. Fang Yun's counterattack was at the end.
On the distant Inverted Peak Mountain, three Rainbows wrapped in three golden lights entered the Holy Hall.
However, the three Half-saint examiners were each holding a Divine Light!
The green, blue, and indigo Divine Lights were like dragons and snakes, twisting wildly. The veins on the back of the three Half-saint examiners' hands were bulging, and fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.
The three Saints let go at the same time, and the three Divine Lights merged into the Rainbow Light.
Six Rainbow Light!
"This is all we can help you with."
"There's too much dust in the study, it's time to sweep it."
"Give them a hundred breaths."
Immediately afterwards, an ethereal voice spread throughout the Ten Nations.
"Fang Yun's policy theory is unparalleled. Holy Pen Review, one of the top three scholars."
In the Da Yuan Residence of Jiang Zhou, a few scholars in front of the Institute of Literature looked horrified.
The Holy Pen Review was unquestionable.
Everyone present continuously scanned their surroundings, as if they were looking for something. Even Fang Yun and the great scholar Kang Ha-chuan were no exception.
A scholar suddenly turned around to face Fang Yun and half-knelt on the ground. He cupped his hands and lowered his head. "I'm ignorant, but I doubted you. I've committed a heinous crime, but on the account that I'm sincerely repentant, I hope you can forgive me."
Fang Yun said, "Man is not a saint, how can there be no mistakes? It's great that you can change your mistakes. "
"Thank you, Marquis Wen." The scholar lowered his head in shame.
Next, there were people who half-knelt on the ground and admitted their mistakes one after another. In the end, there were a total of 27 people.
Many people looked at these people with disdain, but their expressions soon softened. Since even Fang Yun had forgiven them, they shouldn't be so calculative. If they were truly repentant, it meant that they had ill intentions towards Fang Yun. However, if they didn't, they would definitely suffer the consequences.
"I'm not wrong! I don't believe that Fang Yun's policy theory is better than mine! I don't believe it! "Chen Zhiyuan suddenly yelled.
The surrounding scholars were stunned. Chen Zhiyuan had just written a poem praising Fang Yun yesterday. He only mentioned Fang Yun's small flaws and didn't attack Fang Yun. How could this be?
Everyone immediately understood. Chen Zhiyuan's so-called praise of Fang Yun was fake. He was hostile towards Fang Yun, but he pretended to write a poem and used Fang Yun to gain the Literary Name of Fang Yun in Jingguo.
Many scholars around him sighed and distanced themselves from Chen Zhiyuan.
"Who is this person?" Fang Yun asked.
Chen Zhiyuan felt a surge in his chest and almost vomited blood. He had been running around for the Literary Name of Fang Yun for two days, but he didn't expect that Fang Yun didn't even know his name.
"Gufu Elementary Scholar Chen Zhiyuan. On the first day of September, we had a good chat." Chang Wanxu emphasized the word 'chat'.
A hundred breaths passed.
Chen Zhiyuan's vision turned black and he found himself in a void.
Then. A pair of huge moon-like eyes appeared in the sky. There was no emotion in the eyes, as if they were the eyes of the heavens, watching the earth and the sky. There was no joy or worry.
"Who dares to question Half-saint?" A cold voice sounded.
"Gufu Elementary Scholar Chen Zhiyuan refuses to accept Fang Yun!" Chen Zhiyuan shouted desperately, as if if he didn't shout today, he would never have the chance to shout again.
"If you can recite Fang Yun's essay, you will be fine."
Then. A thick stack of test papers appeared in front of Chen Zhiyuan.
White paper, golden words.
At the top was Fang Yun's essay, "Save the people? Destiny is in the hands of man ".
Chen Zhiyuan bowed to the huge eye. Read it aloud.
"Destiny is in the hands of man, but the heavens are endless …"
Just after reading two sentences, Chen Zhiyuan suddenly coughed violently as if he had tuberculosis. He wanted to cover his mouth with his hand, but he couldn't move.
"Cough cough …"
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and fell on the golden words in front of him, dyeing half of the paper red.
The panic in Chen Zhiyuan's eyes grew stronger. He knew that Fang Yun's essay was good, but he never thought that it was so good. This question was not the essay of a High Scholar. He was afraid that it could be ranked in the top three in the Jinshi Exam.
However, the Holy Pen Comment, the Rainbow Guide, and the Heaven's Will Recitation, the three were actually one. Once it appeared, it would not be interrupted.
Chen Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and continued to recite Fang Yun's essay. However, his voice was not as loud as before, and he had lost the courage from before.
When he read Kong Sheng's words, "A man without foresight is bound to have immediate worries", Chen Zhiyuan vomited blood again. He vomited three mouthfuls of blood, staining four pages of paper.
At this moment, Chen Zhiyuan finally lost his arrogance. He already understood that the most outstanding scholar in Jiangzhou other than Fang Yun could not understand "Save the people" to such a high level. Compared to Fang Yun, he was simply courting death.
However, Chen Zhiyuan still had a trace of unwillingness in his heart. He kept cheering himself on, telling himself to persevere, persevere, and persevere!
Chen Zhiyuan continued to read, vomiting blood again and again. His eyes became more and more absent-minded. Finally, he finished reading Fang Yun's essay.
Chen Zhiyuan let out a sigh of relief. His spirits were lifted, and his eyes were as bright as the sun.
The last page of the essay flipped over and appeared on the first page of the essay.
Chen Zhiyuan read slowly, "Correct: Mencius said that the time, place, and people are favorable. If there are no people, then the time and place will prevail. Heaven has substance but is formless. It can be followed or reversed. If it is followed, then the five grains will be abundant. If it is reversed, then there will be endless trouble … "
When he read the word "poor", Chen Zhiyuan suddenly bled from his seven orifices. His literary palace cracked, and blood gushed out from his mouth, staining more and more pages.
"I was wrong! I was so wrong! I can't even finish half of the essay! I'm not as good as Fang Yun! I'm not as good as him! "
Chen Zhiyuan screamed, closed his eyes, and fainted. His memory of Fang Yun's essay had completely disappeared from his mind.
At the entrance of the Wen Institute, everyone was quietly looking at Chen Zhiyuan. They saw Chen Zhiyuan standing there in a daze, not saying a word. Then, he spat out mouthfuls of blood. Finally, he loudly admitted his mistake and fell into a pool of blood.
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