After Fang Yun finished writing the last word, the official seal moved slightly and communicated with the Great Source Palace's Divine Temple.
The Great Source Palace's Divine Temple spewed out a formless and colorless talent Qi that connected the Heaven Earth Primal Qi, the scholars, and Fang Yun's essay.
Every scholar felt a kind of power enveloping them.
In the Fang family's courtyard, Cai He was the first to speak. "I'm willing to write with Fang Yun!"
A brush glowing with a faint white light flew out from Cai Hewen's palace and entered Fang Yun's essay.
"I'm willing to write with Fang Yun!" Li Fanming, Yan Yukong, and all the other scholars spoke in unison.
After everyone spoke, a white brush flew out of the Wen Palace and entered "Shang Zhongyong".
Within the Great Source Palace's jurisdiction, whether it was in a lively teahouse or a quiet alley, whether it was in a dignified and orderly official residence or in a lively academy, one person after another shouted the same words.
"I'm willing to write with Fang Yun!"
"I'm willing to write with Fang Yun!"
...
Tens of thousands of white brushes rose from all over the Great Source Palace and flew above the Fang family's residence at an extremely fast speed. They landed on the paper in front of Fang Yun.
Every time a brush entered, the surface of "Shang Zhongyong" would become brighter. In the end, the paper was as bright as the sun and the moon.
After the last white brush entered, the paper trembled, and with a crackling sound, it disintegrated into black characters.
The black characters hovered in the air and danced around Fang Yun. Each character seemed to have a life of its own. It was very adorable.
"Words Dance!"
At the same time, every word emitted a strange sound that spread in all directions. This time, not only could the scholars hear it, but everyone within a thousand miles could hear it.
Everyone, regardless of their position, regardless of wealth or status, regardless of age or gender, regardless of age or gender, everyone who heard this voice. It was as if they had learned the knowledge in the essay. It was as if a scholar had personally taught them the heavenly words.
"Spreading the message from a thousand miles away, educating the people. Together with the words dance, it's a triple phenomenon. I'm so envious of Fang Yun's talent. "Yan Yukong could not help but sigh.
"Why else would people give him the nickname Fang Zhenguo? There were only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames. Now, I really hope that he can make a big scene in the Jinshi Exam. Hehe, let's take the Jinshi Exam together this December. We'll know then. "
"The other anomalies aren't much. There are even poems. However, the phenomenon of educating the people was equivalent to a partial and slight movement of the stars. The people of Jiangzhou and Jingguo were really lucky. Everyone within a thousand miles had been enlightened by Fang Yun. It might not be very effective for those in their seventies or eighties, but it was enough to let the children calm down and learn, let the young people no longer be confused, and let the middle-aged people suddenly wake up. This is the function of geniuses. As long as one of their articles can stabilize the country, it will be enough to change millions of people! "
"The key is that the logic behind it is really thought-provoking. The whip penetrated deep into the ground. If I had read this when I was young, my achievements today would probably have increased by ten percent. Because my poems and essays were far ahead of my classmates, my teachers praised me for my intelligence, and my classmates praised me for my great talent. My neighbors told me that I was smart, and until today, I believed them without a doubt. However, now I understand that it's useless to praise me for my intelligence. Because that's the talent I already have. Someone should recognize my hard work and make me work harder. That's the real way to educate people, "Jia Jing 'an said.
"It's not easy to stabilize the country. The story of this article seems simple, but it's actually divided into three parts. First, it uses Fang Zhongyong's story to point out the importance of hard work. Second, as Jing 'an said, it teaches people to understand the difference between intelligence and hard work. It echoes Fang Yun's words,' There's a path to Book Hill with hard work, and there's no end to the sea of learning with hard work. ' Third, it's a sound that can enlighten even the deaf. Should we choose loyalty or filial piety? I'm afraid this article will cause controversy again. "
Fang Yun helplessly shook his head. Even if the original text of "Shang Zhongyong" did not contain the last two principles, it was enough to stabilize the country. After all, it was Wang Anshi's masterpiece.
Wang Anshi was an all-rounded genius. Even if there was a monstrous poet, Su Dongpo, in the Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi was still ranked alongside Su Dongpo as one of the Eight Great Clans of Tang and Song Dynasty. In terms of scriptures and policy theory, Wang Anshi was once the leader of the officials and presided over the reform.
Now that Fang Yun had added the knowledge of later generations and the most sensitive Sage Dao in Saint Origin World, this article would definitely provoke a debate among the scholars of the Ten Nations. The scale of the debate would definitely be greater than that between good and evil.
However, Fang Yun did not want to participate in such a debate. If he was not careful, he would attract the hatred of a certain school of thought. Hence, he might as well watch the show from the side.
Fang Yun stretched out his hand and pointed at Fang Li. The words transformed from "Shang Zhongyong" were like sharks that had smelled blood as they frantically pounced on Fang Li.
The black words flowed on the surface of Fang Li's body, scaring him so much that he jumped up and down, tearing his clothes and rolling on the ground. However, he could not get the black words to leave. Soon, the black words entered his eyes, nostrils, ears, mouth, and other orifices before finally turning into an invisible force that fused into his body.
"You …"
Fang Li lowered his head and touched and patted his body, only to find that there was nothing wrong with his body. However, he had also heard of the name of writing criticism. Back then, when the Saints resisted the invasion of the demons and barbarians from the Two World Mountain, they had launched hundreds of thousands of writing criticisms. Although Fang Yun's criticism was not on the same level as that of the Saints, it was well known that writing criticism was used to criticize evil.
"What did you guys do to me!?!" Fang Li was getting more and more infuriated. Once the article was published, it would spread far and wide and his reputation would be tarnished.
Fang Yun said indifferently, "It's nothing much. We gathered the power of all the scholars in the Great Source Residence and cooperated with the talents of the Divine Shrine to criticize your evil deeds. From now on, you will be stopped by the power of writing criticism if you do anything that harms Fang Zhongyong. Zhongyong, from now on, you will stay in the county school and you will be allowed to spend your holidays at home. If you don't become a Jinshi, the power of writing criticism on your father will not disappear. If you really have filial piety, study hard and save him when you become a Jinshi. "
"Zhongyong will never forget Uncle's kindness." Fang Zhongyong bowed to Fang Yun once again.
"Little bastard, you …" Fang Li was about to continue scolding Fang Zhongyong, but he found that his mouth was sealed by an invisible force and he couldn't say a word.
Fang Li flew into a rage and swung his fist at Fang Zhongyong's nose. He wanted nothing more than to beat this son of his to death.
However, when his fist was two feet away from Fang Zhongyong, his body was immobilized by an invisible force. He couldn't move at all and couldn't even blink. All he could do was move his eyeballs.
The fury in Fang Li's eyes could burn down the entire Great Source Residence.
Fang Zhongyong hurriedly said, "Uncle, if father is like this, won't it hurt him?"
"No, it will be removed after a while. Follow County Magistrate Cai. Immediately return to Ji County with County Magistrate Cai. County Magistrate Cai will arrange everything for you, "Fang Yundao said.
Cai He asked in astonishment, "I still have to participate in your celebration banquet today to wash away the stain on my name. Why do you want me to return to Ji County immediately?"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Previously, I said that you would help me with this, so I'll talk about the second thing. Lord Wen Xiang has already gone to the River of Enlightenment. You must have gone astray from him. "
"Ah? Master went to the River of Enlightenment? Why didn't I know? I still want to see him in the Great Source Residence! "Cai He said.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go! With Lord Wen's personality, I'm afraid he'll find a quiet place. You just have to send someone to search along the river and you'll find him. "
"I'll go back now!" Cai He hurriedly turned around and walked a few steps. She waved at Fang Zhongyong and quickly left.
Fang Zhongyong knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to his father. Finally, he kowtowed once to Fang Yun before quickly leaving with Cai He.
However, when Cai He reached the door, she suddenly shouted, "Nobody move!"
Fang Zhongyong jumped in fright and remained motionless. Fang Yun and the other high scholars also looked at Cai He in confusion.
Cai He actually started reciting the Swift Battle Poem for no reason.
"The young man's saddle horse is as swift as the wind …"
Fang Yun was stunned. He had never used this poem before. However, it was a commonly used Swift Battle Poem. Moreover, when Fang Yun left Ji County, he wrote a poem called "Morning Walk to Ji County". County Magistrate Cai snatched "Morning Walk to Ji County" and used this poem to escape.
However, today's "Shang Zhongyong" was written to attack Fang Li. It had already disappeared, so there was no way to snatch it back.
'Is he preparing to rush back to Ji County to meet Lord Wen?'
Just as this thought appeared in Fang Yun's mind, he saw Cai He rushing to the table and sweeping the things on it away.
The wool felt that was used as the cushion was already torn. When they were swept away, they saw that on the yellowish-brown wooden surface of the table, there were strong and powerful ink marks. It was as if someone had used a knife to carve words on the table and then dyed them black. Every stroke was filled with spiritual energy, and every stroke was incomparably sharp. It was as if a sharp blade had been inserted into the table.
Fang Yun and the others finally realized what was going on.
"Shang Zhongyong" was a national article. When Fang Yun wrote it, he had integrated a powerful force into it. After the force penetrated the paper, it was also deeply embedded into the wood. It was rarely seen in the world.
Cai He carried the 250-kilogram demon realm wooden table on his shoulders at lightning speed. He carried the Swift Battle Poem and ran away.
Cai He shouted as he ran, "Master came to Ji County. I don't have anything to give him, so I'm just borrowing flowers to present to Buddha. Master will definitely like it when he sees it! Don't worry, I, Cai He, will not mistreat my own people. I will definitely ask for something good from Master for you! "
Fang Yun immediately held his forehead. He thought to himself, 'If you want to give Lord Wen, just say so. You are a Grand Scholar. With your achievements at the River of Enlightenment, you are about to become a prefectural magistrate. Yet, you are wearing a white blademaster robe and carrying a table on the streets. Is this something a human would do?'
Li Fanming slapped his thigh and said, "If there are marks on the table, it's as good as useless. It's useless to Fang Yun, but it's a treasure to us! No wonder he is a Grand Scholar. Why didn't I think of putting the table into a Hubei first? He is just a normal Grand Scholar. It's impossible for him to have a Hubei. However, those of us with Hubei actually lost to him! A miscalculation! A miscalculation! "
"I learned a move today," Yan Yukong said.
"Fang Yun is very good at reading people. He is like Cai Fahai in the Legend of the White Snake," Zong Wude said.
Then, the ten or so high scholars began to look around to see if there was any of Fang Yun's calligraphy that they could take.
Fang Yun did not know whether to laugh or cry. He said, "What are you looking at? It's almost time for lunch. Let's go inside and sit! "
Li Fanming said, "Master, although that table is far from being a national article, it has your force penetrating the paper and penetrating the wood. It is a rare treasure. When you become a Half-saint, it will be a family heirloom! "
"That's right, Master. In the future, you should write letters to us. It's a waste of money to send letters!" Shi Tang said from the side.
"Master, I wrote a poem yesterday. It's called 'Blank'. Help me fill in the contents of the poem," Jia Jingan said with a smile.
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