Mr Wang shook his head and said, "The Holy Sound of Thunder only has the effect of strengthening, not increasing one's intelligence. If you didn't read Shangshu well, how would you know what it meant? How would you solve the question? The Holy Sound of Thunder and your amazing talent are like treasures in your hands. If you can't control them, how can you use them? You can solve the question with clever words, even if it's by chance, because you have the ability to use treasures. If you continue to be humble, you'll be hypocritical. "
Fang Yun could only remain silent and accept it calmly.
Mr Wang immediately took the opportunity and said to the five people, "You've seen such a genius with your own eyes. Will you still be proud of being in the top five of the Elementary Scholars?"
"We wouldn't dare," the five people replied in unison.
Mr Wang sighed and said, "The path of the Divine Path is difficult and dangerous. It's like sailing against the current. If you're not careful, the boat will be destroyed and you will die. There are countless students in Jingguo. In the past two hundred years, only Chen Guanhai and Chen Sheng were able to become the first. What about the others? They've all turned to dust. Very few left their names. If you don't believe me, I only have one question. Back then, Chen Sheng shocked the world with a single brilliant feat and became the top scholar in the Capital Examination. This is something that everyone knows, but who remembers the name of the second place? "
The five Elementary Scholars shook their heads. They couldn't even remember the name of the top scholar a hundred years ago, let alone the second place.
Fang Yun said in a low voice, "Wu Huanyi."
The classroom was silent.
"What did you say?" Mr Wang asked pleasantly.
"Forgive me for being rude, but the second place in the same year as Chen Sheng was Wu Huanyi."
Mr Wang blushed and said, "Even if you know the second place, what about the third place?"
"Zhao Linjia." Fang Yun replied helplessly.
Mr Wang's face turned even redder.
The five Elementary Scholars held back their laughter and lowered their heads.
Mr. Wang couldn't hold it in anymore. He smiled helplessly and said, "Laugh if you want."
The youngest, Lu Yu and Ning Zhiyuan, covered their mouths and laughed. The other three older people also had smiles on their faces. They didn't expect that a reasonable discussion would turn out like this.
Mr Wang was not angry. He asked gently, "How did you remember?"
Fang Yundao said, "A few days ago, I bought a booklet that recorded the Grand Scholars of Jingguo over the years. Because I flipped to Chen Sheng's page, I remembered these two people. I didn't mean to target you, Sir."
Mr. Wang waved his hand and said magnanimously, "It's okay. I'm just trying to encourage you juniors. Since you can even remember this, you're naturally a great talent. You don't need my encouragement to step onto the Saint's Great Dao. "
"I won't talk about it anymore." Fang Yun remained silent.
Mr Wang smiled and nodded his head. He continued to carefully evaluate Fang Yun's questions. His explanations were very interesting and the other five Elementary Scholars nodded their heads in agreement. Fang Yun was able to come up with this question by chance. After Mr. Wang's analysis, Fang Yun had a deeper understanding of it.
The class ended quickly and Mr. Wang left.
Fang Yun was packing his bag when Lu Yu said, "It's your first day here. You're not familiar with the School of Literature. Let's go to the cafeteria for lunch. After lunch, I'll take you around the School of Literature to familiarize you with the place."
Fang Yundao said, "Okay, but I'll go out and tell my followers first."
"Then we'll accompany you."
The six of them went to the entrance of the School of Literature. Fang Yun asked Tan Yu and the other two to go back for lunch. He stayed here for lunch and asked them to come back at five o 'clock in the afternoon.
Fang Yun and his five classmates chatted and laughed as they walked towards the cafeteria.
The School of Literature's cafeteria was divided into two halls for officials and teachers. The food was actually the same.
Fang Yun walked in and felt a sense of familiarity. He lined up with the others to get plates and chopsticks.
After the six of them got their food, they found an empty table and sat together to eat and chat.
Before they finished eating, five people walked over. The oldest of the five cupped his hands to Fang Yun and asked, "Are you Fang Yun, Fang Shuangjia?"
His voice wasn't loud, but Fang Yun was a famous person in the Great Yuan Mansion. Today, Half-saint told everyone in the Great Yuan Mansion that he was a great talent. Many people looked over.
Fang Yun saw this and thought that he wouldn't be able to eat well again. He swallowed the food in his mouth and stood up with a smile. He cupped his hands and said, "That's me."
"Are you willing to join my second class?"
"Chang Wanxu, what do you mean by that!" Lu Yu was annoyed. He stood up and glared at Chang Wanxu.
Chang Wanxu smiled and said, "Nothing. We just feel that Fang Yun is a great talent. We admire him very much and hope that he can join our class. "
"Fang Yun just entered the School of Literature today. Naturally, he has to join our first year class," Lu Yu said.
"Fang Yun is a peerless genius. The first year class is too easy for him, and the third year class is too difficult. He is most suitable to join our second year class. Isn't that right, Fang Yun? "Chang Wanxu smiled. The people behind him also smiled and looked at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun looked at the others. Other than the young Lu Yu and Ning Zhiyuan, the other three were not angry. Tang Shanyue was even smiling as usual.
Fang Yun vaguely understood that there should be competition between the elementary students of the School of Literature. However, there shouldn't be any great hatred between them. It should be a literary competition, a poetry competition, or something like that.
"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Chang. However, I just became a scholar. Coming to the School of Literature is already a great achievement. I can't bite off more than I can chew. I'll just stay in the first class."
The students of the first class were very happy, but the students of the second class were very regretful. It was obvious that they really wanted to be classmates with Fang Yun.
Chang Wanxu said regretfully, "Alright, we can't force you. However, I hope that the literary competition between the two classes won't affect the harmony between us students. With you here, we definitely won't dare to compete with the first class in poetry. "
"Of course, harmony is the most important thing. We are all Jingguo citizens, so we shouldn't waste our energy on small matters."
"That's right. Tonight, I would like to invite all of our classmates to a banquet. I wonder if you can come. "
When Fang Yun heard this, he knew that they didn't have any bad intentions. It was obviously a friendly exchange. Thus, he looked at the other five students of the first class. Other than Lu Yu and Ning Zhiyuan who weren't very happy, Li Yuncong and the other two nodded, indicating that it was fine.
Fang Yundao said, "If that's the case, then the first class will go to the banquet together."
"Alright, it's a deal. After school, we will meet at the main entrance. We will go to the Cleansing Moon Tower together."
"It's a deal."
Both parties clasped their hands and left.
Unknowingly, the hundreds of people in the cafeteria all looked at Fang Yun. Many people whispered, "Fang Yun", these two words, appeared very frequently.
Fang Yun was a little uncomfortable, but he still ate normally. After taking a bite, he asked, "There's nothing wrong between the first and second class right?"
Li Yuncong laughed, "There's nothing wrong. It's the old rules of the Arts Institute. In order to prevent the later students from being arrogant, they deliberately let the three classes take the exam together. They became Elementary Scholars first and were taught by the High Scholar teachers for a year. Naturally, the first class would fall behind. However, the second class is the same in front of the third class. We aren't angry, but it's not good to be suppressed by others. However, the second class also knows the severity of the matter and won't really hurt the harmony. After graduation, we will still take care of each other. After all, we are classmates from the same hometown. "
"That's good. Who knows, maybe when we graduate, we will talk about these years. It will be interesting."
Li Yuncong and the other two nodded.
Lu Yu said reluctantly, "That's true, but every time I see Chang Wanxu's smug face, I feel unhappy."
Fang Yun laughed, "If he makes you happy, then the teachers won't be happy."
"That's true." Lu Yu muttered softly.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Is that Fang Yun, Fang Shuang Jia?"
Fang Yun turned his head and saw six people walking over. He didn't recognize them, but one of them was wearing a High Scholar robe. He guessed that they were all High Scholars.
The entire cafeteria suddenly became silent. Both the teachers and the students looked over. Some of them even looked like they were waiting to watch a good show.
Fang Yun stood up and said, "That's me."
Li Yuncong suddenly whispered, "Be careful, the person who spoke is called Zhuang Ying. He is Liu Zicheng's brother-in-law and an important person in Ingsoc."
Fang Yun looked carefully. The person didn't look angry at all. He was very calm. He probably wasn't here to avenge Liu Zicheng.
Zhuang Ying didn't put on the airs of a High Scholar. He cupped his hands and smiled, "I've heard that Fang Shuang Jia is extraordinary. Today, I see that you are an elegant young man. You live up to your reputation."
"Brother Zhuang is too polite. Brother Zhuang is the real talent." Fang Yun said.
Zhuang Ying suddenly bowed ninety degrees and deeply bowed to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun hurriedly stepped to the side and said, "Brother Zhuang, what are you doing?"
Zhuang Ying stood up and said helplessly, "I apologize on behalf of my wife's brother, Liu Zicheng. I know that he is a womanizer. Every time I see him, I try to persuade him. I know that he has evil thoughts about your child bride. He has no choice but to admit it. I apologize to you. But you said that he wanted to kill you. That is absolutely impossible. We have known each other for ten years. He may have a bad record, but he would never kill someone. "
Fang Yun's expression gradually turned cold as he said, "Brother Zhuang, before you defend Liu Zicheng, can you go to Ji County and ask Constable Lu? He saw with his own eyes that after I said that I was the Holy Presbyter, Liu Zicheng still tried to kill me with his empty talk. Today, I already said that I would forgive Liu Zicheng. But if you slander me, then I can only take back my forgiveness. "
Zhuang Ying was no longer as polite as before, "He only tried to scare you with his words. How can you say that he wanted to kill you?"
"In Jinglu, attempted murder is also a crime. Do you want to overturn Jinglu?"
"Would he be stupid enough to kill someone in public?"
"Even Lord Wei wanted to use Half-saint to kill me in public. So what if Liu Zicheng was stupid?" Fang Yun retorted without holding back.
The people in the cafeteria only knew that Fang Yun had passed the Saint's Selection. Most of them did not know what had happened. After all, they had all been in class. So when Fang Yun said this, everyone felt that it was inconceivable.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Lord Wei is the Lord of a government. How could he kill you in public? You are just twisting words and forcing logic, "Zhuang Ying said angrily.
Lu Yu immediately said, "Fang Yun is right. Lord Wei is already dead!"
"What!" Many people could not help but blurt out. That was a Grand Scholar, a sixth-rank official.
At this time, a lecturer said, "What Fang Yun said is true. Before coming to the cafeteria, I heard it from the registrar. During the Saint's Selection, Half-saint originally liked Fang Yun's talent and came up with three couplets. But Lord Wei used his position to avenge a personal grudge. He made Half-saint change the exam to reciting the Analects of Confucius backwards in four hours. "
The cafeteria was in an uproar.
"Doesn't this mean that Fang Yun can recite the Analects of Confucius backwards? It must be fake! "
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Recommended Xuanhuan from the same city: Peerless Blade.
The introduction was very interesting. Here are two excerpts:
That year, the barefoot monk of the Futu Temple broke a mountain with a finger and became an eternal river.
That year, the swordsman used a blade of grass to break the city walls of Wanlei.
Book number: 3170623
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