As usual, Fang Yun continued to study in the second half of the night. He took some time to organize the content for tomorrow's lecture. He used the lesson plans that only existed in the future. He didn't go to bed until the early morning. After sleeping for two hours, he woke up full of energy.
(23)(wx)
After breakfast, the etiquette officer of the academy came with the robes and gave Fang Yun pointers on the etiquette of the lecture.
The lecture in Yuexi Courtyard was a grand event of the academy. The process was a bit complicated.
When the time came, Fang Yun pushed open the door and went out. The carriage used by the students of the upper dormitory stopped in front of the door. The academy was huge, so the carriage was much more convenient.
Before Fang Yun could get on the carriage, he saw Qiao Juze, who lived in the upper dormitory area, rushing over with a page boy.
"Brother Fang, I have something to discuss with you. Come with me to Yuexi Courtyard." Qiao Juze held the front of his white scholar robe in his left hand and waved to Fang Yun with his right hand.
Fang Yun found that Qiao Juze's expression was not good. He stopped and waited for him to come.
Qiao Juze bowed his head and ordered the page boy to stop and change direction to Yuexi Courtyard.
Qiao Juze walked to the front of the carriage and said, "You first."
Fang Yun did not refuse. He lifted his robe and got on the carriage. Qiao Juze followed him.
The coachman cracked the whip and the carriage slowly moved forward.
Qiao Juze whispered, "You have to be careful today."
"Why do you say that?" Fang Yun asked.
"The young duke was punished by thunder in the Lingyan Pavilion yesterday. He has a grudge. I don't know what he said, but Prince Kang invited Yan Zhou's third level calligraphy master, Mo Zhi Bi. In addition, Jiao Song, the third level zither master, and Ruan Ling, the third level painting master who was indebted to the Lei family, will also come."
Fang Yun's pupils involuntarily dilated, his eyes sparkling as he asked, "Is this true?"
"Of course it's true! In the territory of Jing Country, their matter can be hidden from others, but it is impossible to hide it from our Chen Sheng Clan. Even if the old ancestor's life is coming to an end, he is still a Half-saint! "Qiao Juze's tone showed a little pride.
Fang Yun sighed softly and said, "This is troublesome. These three people's names reverberate like thunder. Don't say that I'm wrong. Even the slightest flaw will be discovered and reprimanded by them, which is enough to make my first lecture a joke. "
Qiao Juze said, "These three people are all Great Masters. Logically speaking, they wouldn't be too despicable. However, you must know that the Lei family hates you to the core. The Left Minister and the Sangfroid Prince also believe that you are obstructing Gyeongo and Wu Guo from dividing up our Jingguo. If they use extreme methods, I'm afraid that you won't be able to withstand it."
Fang Yun asked, "Is there a way to stop the three of them?"
"No, the three of them are not only qualified to enter Yuexi Courtyard. Moreover, they have the right to be seated, unlike those ordinary students who can only stand and listen. "
"This is troublesome." Fang Yun frowned and pondered.
Qiao Juze said, "Pay attention when you lecture. Don't ask for merit, just ask for no mistakes. Even if they say your talent is mediocre, you can't let them pick out your mistakes."
"That's one way." Fang Yundao said.
"Other than that, it depends on the content of your lecture. With your ability, you might really be able to seal their mouths. After all, you're ranked ninth on the Hunting List. After all, you're the number one High Scholar in Lingyan Pavilion! Even if you don't have any merit before, the name of the only High Scholar in Lingyan Pavilion and the number one High Scholar will be passed down for hundreds of generations. "Qiao Juze looked at Fang Yun with envy.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Make the best preparations and hope for the best. Prepare for the worst. "
"Good! Insightful. However, the civil and military officials won't be able to come to Yuexi Courtyard today. I'm afraid that they're already arguing in court. Your reward is too great. I'm afraid that they'll make a hole in the throne room. I don't know if they'll quarrel until tomorrow. "Qiao Juze smiled.
Fang Yun smiled helplessly and said, "Last time, I suppressed an entire province and made the officials fight for an entire day. This time, they should have experience. If it's me. They'll discuss it in batches. "
"That's a good idea. I'm guessing that the next three days of court will be about your reward. It's a pity that you didn't become a Grand Scholar. If you became a Grand Scholar, your official position might not be high, but your status would be equal to that of a second-rank official! "
"I'm not interested in an official position. I only want a civil position." Fang Yundao said.
"Indeed, the civil position is number one."
The two continued to talk. Not long after, they heard a dense but low voice coming from outside the carriage.
Fang Yun lifted the curtain and saw that there weren't many people on the road. However, on both sides of the road and in the garden opposite Yuexi Courtyard, there were many people standing.
As the carriage moved forward, the chatter became a buzzing sound, as if mosquitoes were flying in the sky.
Qiao Juze also looked out the window and smiled, "Other than the annual lecture by the Prime Minister, Jingguo hasn't had such a grand event for many years. Even the major literary gatherings can't compare to today. Guess who you saw just now? "
"Who?" Fang Yun asked.
"The Right Vice-Chancellor of the Supreme Court, Sir Xu."
"The Right Vice-Chancellor of the Supreme Court is a third-rank official. Sir Xu should be a Hanlin scholar. He should be at the court today. Why is he here? Isn't he afraid of the censors of the Overwatch Council? "
"You don't know, but Sir Xu is obsessed with calligraphy and painting. He would rather risk his salary being cut than come here to listen to your lecture. He looks sick. I think he's pretending to be sick just to come here. "
Fang Yun smiled, "So that's how it is."
"Those famous people who live in seclusion in the capital, those who are proficient in the zither, calligraphy, and painting, will definitely come here. I heard that the courtesans of the brothels are already doing everything they can to listen to the lecture. They dress up as men to be the attendants of the Grand Scholars in order to have the right to come to Yuexi Courtyard. Right, do you know how much the right to listen to the lecture is hyped up? "Qiao Juze said as he raised a finger.
"A hundred?" Fang Yun asked.
"A thousand! A small restaurant in the capital makes that much in a year, "Qiao Juze said.
"They're crazy." Fang Yun shook his head slightly.
"Not only are they not crazy, but they are also very smart! Today they spent a thousand, and when they go back, they will use the name of Fang Zhenguo's disciple to talk about poetry and painting with the guests. Their value will skyrocket! Just wait and see, in less than three days, those courtesans and singers who didn't come will definitely regret it, and will try their best to get closer to you. "
Fang Yun couldn't help but laugh. He didn't think he had the ability to stimulate Jingguo's economy.
The carriage stopped in front of Yuexi Courtyard. Qiao Juze dismounted first, and then opened the door curtain to make it easier for Fang Yun to get out.
The people around the entrance of Yuexi Courtyard were either famous people in the capital or students of the palace. None of them were ordinary people.
When they saw Chen Sheng's son-in-law open the door like a servant, they realized that there was someone important in the carriage. They immediately stood up straight, their faces serious, and no one said anything.
Fang Yun came out.
Everyone looked at the young face and felt a little strange, but when they saw that it was Fang Yun, they suddenly understood. There were a few people who hadn't seen Fang Yun's face before, so they asked in a low voice. After they got the answer, they nodded gently. Fang Yun was qualified to receive this kind of treatment.
"Good morning, Brother Fang!" A Jinshi who had toasted Fang Yun at the Chongyang Literary Festival said loudly.
"Good morning, Brother." Fang Yun smiled and cupped his hands.
Then, greetings came one after another. Fang Yun cupped his hands to greet them.
The morning sun shone on Fang Yun's black robe with golden patterns. The robe was loose and solemn, making Fang Yun look a little mature.
After getting off the carriage, Fang Yun walked to the gate of Yuexi Courtyard. The guard at the gate indicated that it was not time yet.
Fang Yun stood in front of the gate and looked around. There was a sea of people in front of him. There were people coming from afar.
Tens of thousands of scholars, scholars, and beautiful ladies all looked at Fang Yun. Some of the more daring ladies even jumped on high ground to look at Fang Yun. There were even some who waved at Fang Yun, but they didn't dare to shout.
Facing tens of thousands of burning eyes, Fang Yun smiled. After all, he had seen bigger scenes.
Soon, people with high positions arrived one after another. There were even many Jinshi from All Holy Families. Fang Yun politely greeted these seniors.
Not long after, a strange old man walked out of the carriage. He was supported by two gorgeously dressed beauties. He trembled with every step. He was so old that he was about to die, but he didn't fall down.
The old man was wearing a green robe.
Fang Yun took a closer look. The Jinshi had sparse white hair and his face was full of age spots. His teeth had all fallen out, and his lips were shriveled. However, his gaze was clear and he was smiling.
Fang Yun knew that in the entire Ten Nations, the only person who could be so ostentatious and still be served by two beautiful women at such an old age could only be the legendary one. Although he was not one of the four great talents, he was also known as "Lord". Fang Yun immediately got a headache and had no choice but to go forward to greet him.
"Greetings, Lord Flower Lord …"
"Greetings, Jinshi …"
"Yes! Yes! " The Flower Lord nodded with a smile, not forgetting to touch the hands of his concubines on both sides.
Everyone took their leave. To their surprise, the Flower Lord glanced at the crowd and finally looked at Fang Yun. He said with a smile, "You're the one. The only young man who dares to stand there is Fang Yun! Rascal, you stole the Old Man's reputation in the brothel on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, the Qixi Festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the Double Ninth Festival! In a few days, you must drink with the Old Man. Otherwise, the Old Man will call all the girls in Beijing to block your door! "
Fang Yun smiled bitterly and said, "If I have the chance, I'll definitely drink and admire the flowers with you, Lord Flower Lord."
"Not bad, you're teachable! Today is the day of your lecture, so I won't disturb you. Today, you've become famous in the brothel because of the four arts. Tomorrow, I'll teach you how to admire the flowers, "the Flower Lord said with a smile.
Fang Yun nodded repeatedly. The Flower Lord was not good at other things, but he was unparalleled in writing erotic poems. The erotic poems he wrote could even add to the mood and were magical. There were many famous brothels in the Ten Nations that had his masterpiece. Countless courtesans were willing to give themselves to him.
The Flower Lord was already over ninety years old, but he still liked women. He was one of the four weirdos of the human race.
Soon, the bell rang and the guard slowly pushed open the door of the Yuexi Courtyard. He then shouted, "It's 12: 30 AM. Everyone, please enter."
Unlike ordinary lecture halls, the Yuexi Courtyard was an open-air lecture hall. The innermost part was the huge statue of Confucius that was 200 feet tall.
In front of Confucius, everyone was a student.
There was a desk in front of the Confucius statue, and there were fan-shaped staircase seats all the way to the door.
There were neatly arranged meditation mats on the stone steps closer to the desk, but there were no meditation mats further away. Everyone could only stand on the stairs and listen to the lecture.
Fang Yun cupped his fists at the crowd, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards the desk.
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