A few scholars from the Minggu Residence walked out and carried Chen Zhiyuan away with the bailiffs.
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Whether it was Fang Yun's good friends from the Holy Ground or the officials from Jade Sea City who sent him here, they were all outside the Academy of Literature. When they saw this scene, they felt pity, but they all understood that Fang Yun and the Empress Dowager were acting. No one was angry. Instead, they were very relieved.
Yan Yukong sighed. "Before Fang Yun said that he was giving up, many people wanted to slander him. However, we had no way to fight back because we couldn't find those people one by one. You and I are not Half-saint. We can't criticize him in speech and writing from thousands of miles away. However, Fang Yun used the Half-saint's comments to fight back. Good. "
Jia Jing 'an said, "It was originally very difficult for the Heavenly Will Recital to descend because two conditions had to be met. First, it was to release an important attack against Fang Yun. However, if Fang Yun didn't use the trick of injuring himself, those people would definitely wait and see. At most, they would only insult him verbally. It was impossible for them to write an attack before the results were released. However, Fang Yun's trick worked and they fell for it. In order to fight for the Literary Name, they had to act first. "
"The second condition was that they had extremely deep malice. If they didn't have deep malice, the Heavenly Will Recital wouldn't descend. That's' criticism ', not' slander 'or' attack '. When Fang Yun said that he was giving up, those people would definitely become more indulgent for fame, for their country, or for jealousy. They would no longer restrain their malice towards Fang Yun. Once their hearts were filled with schadenfreude, it would be impossible for them not to be chanted by the Heavenly Will Recital. "
Yan Yukong nodded. "This is why I didn't criticize Fang Yun's trick of injuring himself. Although he used a trick, he didn't touch the blade. Like Chen Zhiyuan, there were two ways to break his literary palace. The first was the fair Heavenly Will Recital, and the second was when he slashed at Fang Yun himself! If he didn't point his blade at Fang Yun, he wouldn't have faced the Heavenly Will Recital. "
"Fang Yun had already shown mercy by using the Heaven's Will Chant, because the Heaven's Will Chant gives people a chance to repent. As long as he admitted his mistake in advance, he could avoid a disaster. Although the price was that once he had the intention to kill Fang Yun, Wen Gongwen's courage would be shattered. But it's better than failing now. "
"Not bad. Fang Yun gave them a chance to live. If they don't seize it, they will be seeking their own deaths. It will have nothing to do with Fang Yun. "
Yan Yukong smiled when he heard the words "show mercy."
Li Fanming's thoughts were meticulous as he said, "Do you still remember what the Clan Head of the Sai Family of Shu Country said? Personally writing an article to attack Fang Yun. Now that he thought about it, it was impossible for a clan leader to make such a big mistake. From the looks of it, the Grand Scholar Sai Xiaoyu must have instructed the Sai Family Patriarch to attack Fang Yun. "
"So that's how it is. Sai Xiaoyu's teacher is Mi Sheng. It seems like there are several Half-saint examiners …" Sun Naiyong closed his mouth halfway.
Han Shoulv chuckled and said, "I don't know. How many guts and palaces of literature have been shattered! "
Yan Yukong said, "This matter … is far more complicated than you think. Fang Yun's intention is not only to shatter the guts of literature."
"What do you mean?"
"You will know in three days."
On the dragon carriage, Fang Yun looked in the direction of Gyeongo with a smile. This was only the appetizer. The real feast was about to be served!
Gyeongo's capital city, Zong Family Garden.
He was the most outstanding member of the Zong Family's younger generation. Zong Wuyuan became a Hanlin at the age of 29. He was ranked very high on the demon hunting list. Among the humans below 30 years old, he was ranked in the top 30.
He was also the Right Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Rites in Gyeongo. It was rare for someone to become a Rank 3 official at the age of 29.
Zong Wuyuan was the second son of the Zong Family's Clan Head. He was well-versed in the Miscellaneous Path. Among the younger generation of the Zong Family, no one could compare to him. Even his younger brother, Zong Wude, could not compare to him. He was also the only person among the younger generation of the Zong Family who was praised by the Zong Saint. He was known as the future pillar of the Zong Family.
With Zong Wuyuan's status, even though he was a Miscellaneous Path cultivator, he hated Fang Yun to the core. He should not have written an article to criticize Fang Yun. However, Zong Wuyuan did.
It was not for anything else. It was for his younger brother, Zong Wude.
He thought highly of his younger brother. His younger brother's talent was not below his. Although he did not walk the Miscellaneous Path and focused on the Confucian Path, he also had a bright future. It would be fine if he was with Yan Yukong. After all, Yan Yukong was a disciple of the Half-saint Clan and a branch of the Secondary Saint Clan. He was not at odds with the Zong Family.
But now, Zong Wude was with Fang Yun and the others! Moreover, ever since they left the Holy Ground, he had been praising Fang Yun.
Just a year ago, his younger brother was still full of admiration for him. In less than a year, his position in his younger brother's heart had been replaced by someone from the enemy nation! Moreover, this enemy was an obstacle to the Miscellaneous Path cultivator's plan. He was also an obstacle to the Zong Saint becoming a Secondary Saint!
Zong Wuyuan was heartbroken.
In order to help his younger brother correct his mistakes, he wrote the Li De Book yesterday to criticize Fang Yun's actions.
Zong Wuyuan was wearing a white robe. He sat on a brown sandalwood square armchair and looked at the sky outside the glass window.
"After today, Fang Yun's Literary Name will definitely be damaged. If he is smart, he will hide his strength and bide his time. If he is not careful, he will not be able to recover from this setback! No matter what, Wude will definitely turn over a new leaf. "
Zong Wuyuan thought to himself. He stood up to tidy up his desk and prepared to go to the Ministry of Rites. He suddenly heard someone shouting something about a rainbow outside, but he did not care.
Not long after, a faintly discernible voice sounded in his ears.
"Fang Yun's unparalleled policy theory, Holy Pen Review, Top Three High Scholar."
Zong Wuyuan's body went limp and he fell into the chair. His eyes were blank as he muttered to himself.
"Didn't he give up on the exam? How did he become a Holy Pen Review? Trick of injuring himself? Luring the snake out of its hole? What a vicious method! "Zong Wuyuan suddenly woke up and immediately bowed in the direction of the Zongjia Town.
"Child Zong Wude already knows his mistakes. Please save me, Old Ancestor!"
There was no reply.
Zong Wuyuan's heartbeat suddenly sped up. The hair on his body stood up. He quickly took out a jade dragon pen holder from the river shell.
This jade dragon pen holder was light green. It was carved with two dragons playing in the water. The dragon body was undulating as the pen holder, emitting a precious light.
Zong Wuyuan held the jade dragon pen holder tightly. He looked up at the sky and saw a pair of eyes slowly approaching.
The jade dragon pen holder emitted a faint light, like invisible waves constantly washing the eyes. After a full ten breaths, the eyes disappeared.
"Kacha …"
The jade dragon pen holder cracked, more and more cracks appeared. Finally, it broke into powder and covered Zong Wuyuan's right hand.
Zong Wuyuan looked at the jade powder. The corner of his mouth twitched. His eyes were bloodshot.
"If I admit my mistakes, I will have no hope of becoming a great scholar. Now. Losing the gift of the Old Ancestor is equivalent to ruining my life! My brother was led astray. Today, the Old Ancestor is dissatisfied with my carelessness. In the future, I will settle all the old and new grudges with you! "
Zong Wuyuan sat on the chair and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he shouted: "Men, contact those dregs of the Assembly of Literature Pavilion!" But he was shocked and restrained his anger.
The door opened and a middle-aged man close to forty walked in. He looked honest and kind.
Zong Wuyuan squeezed out a smile. He said: "Uncle You, please make a trip. I want to invite a few friends from the Assembly of Literature Pavilion who have lost their courage."
The middle-aged man slowly said: "If you want to invite friends who have lost their courage, yesterday I could invite a few. After today, it might be a few dozen."
Zong Wuyuan was stunned. His eyes flashed with coldness. He gripped the armrest tightly and smiled: "You can do as you see fit."
"This old servant will go now."
Xun County. It was the fief of the Xun Saint Family.
Just last night, the various families under the Xun Family had sent people to Xun County to hold a grand Imperial Examination Conference at the Bright Moon Restaurant. They even used one of the Xun Family's literary treasures. They temporarily expanded the Bright Moon Restaurant's space by ten times.
This was a rare event that only happened once in a few years. The number of people who participated even exceeded the Mid-Autumn and Spring Festival Conferences.
Snowflakes of poetry were born here, and ninety percent of them were directed at Fang Yun.
Last year's Gyeongo's top scholar, Ji Mengxian, was here, becoming the Bright Moon Restaurant.
Before the results were released. Hundreds of High Scholars, Scholars, and Scholars gathered in the Bright Moon Restaurant. They sat around the table, drinking and chatting.
Everyone was in high spirits. They were waiting for the results to be released to celebrate.
However, what they were waiting for was a three-colored rainbow across the sky. Everyone rushed to the window or rushed out of the door, looking up at the sky.
Then, the announcement of the Divine Examination Conference was heard.
"We've been tricked!"
"Bastard! Everything was Fang Yun's trap! "
"Jingguo people are shameless!"
A High Scholar in black smashed his cup on the ground. A Scholar from the Xun Family flipped the table.
After the rustling sound, there was a deathly silence.
Everyone felt that Fang Yun had thrown an invisible rope around their necks, and they couldn't breathe.
If they didn't admit their mistakes, at least two hundred of the three hundred people present would have to face the Divine Examination Conference!
A poem that had been evaluated by the Half-saint would have to be at least a Grand Scholar to pass the Divine Examination Conference. Even Scholars from the Hanlin Academy had a ninety percent chance of their courage collapsing!
After a dozen breaths of silence, a Hanlin Academy student suddenly bowed in the direction of the Notre-Dame and said, "I was too concerned about Gyeongo and forgot about the great talents of the human race. I shouldn't have neglected benevolence and righteousness because of my close ties. Since Fang Yun has been evaluated by the Divine Examination Conference, he naturally surpasses us in terms of literature. From now on, I will never criticize Fang Yun's poems and literature. "
When the people in the Bright Moon Hotel heard this, they secretly scolded the Hanlin Academy. First, they found excuses to attack Fang Yun. Then, they said that they were sincerely convinced because of the Divine Examination Conference. Finally, they said that they would not criticize Fang Yun's poems and literature, but they could occasionally criticize Fang Yun in other aspects. However, they could not attack without restraint. Otherwise, their courage would be affected.
This Hanlin Academy student was a miscellaneous person. He was good at avoiding the important points and dwelling on the trivial points.
However, even the Hanlin Academy student admitted his mistake and gave the Scholar a way out. Many people were grateful to this Hanlin Academy student.
"My heart is for Gyeongo … I will never say anything bad about Fang Yun in the future!"
"There is no need to doubt the Divine Examination Conference. I … prostrate myself in admiration of Fang Yun."
Many people bowed and admitted their mistakes. Almost all of them followed Hanlin Academy's example. However, towards the end, they did not dare to avoid the important points and dwell on the trivial points like Hanlin Academy. Instead, they were determined not to be enemies with Fang Yun.
No one knew if the Divine Examination Conference would suddenly change and descend upon them. Some people who said that Fang Yun was not very powerful were also scared and bowed and admitted their mistakes.
Hundreds of people admitted their mistakes one after another. The scene was very spectacular. However, the elites among the scholars felt a chill in their bones.
These people's courage was preserved, but Gyeongo's "courage" had a crack that could never be repaired!
Fang Yun's literary prowess had suppressed a province. It had only shaken Gyeongo's "courage", which could be recovered in the future. However, after today, 99% of Gyeongo scholars would feel guilty when discussing Fang Yun! This was the most fatal for scholars.
"Fang Yun is so vicious! Jingguo's Empress Dowager is so ruthless! "Ji Mengxian gritted her teeth.
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