Fang Yun read the letters for a long time and replied to all the important ones. He didn't go to bed until late at night. ⊕
The next morning, Fang Yun had breakfast and played for an extra hour. He took it as a long vacation.
After that, Fang Yun entered the literary battlefield of the academy to practice his battle poems and battle of words. When he only had a third of his talent left, he walked home.
Along the way, all the passersby greeted him. Most of them called him "Fang Xusheng".
Many people even bowed to him.
As he approached the door, Fang Yun frowned. There was a lot of traffic outside the door. A large number of people were standing at the door, queuing up to send invitations or visiting cards. There were more than a hundred people.
Fang Yun had no choice but to use the military book "Deceiving the Heavens and Crossing the Sea" to hide his appearance and squeeze through the door.
The people in the queue were furious and scolded him.
Fang Daniu glared and was about to scold him when Fang Yun said in a low voice, "It's me!"
"Oh? Oh! Come in, the master is waiting for you in the study. " Fang Daniu said and cautiously led Fang Yun to the study. He then gave Ao Huang a look.
Ao Huang rolled his eyes at Fang Daniu and said, "Idiot!" Then he continued to play with Nuonu and the inkstone turtle.
Nuonu recognized Fang Yun. She ignored Ao Huang and threw herself into Fang Yun's arms.
"Heartless little white-eyed fox!" Ao Huang whispered.
Fang Yun scolded, "Go back and study. You didn't come here to play. Today, write three poems, a scripture, and a policy on Dinghai."
Ao Huang almost exploded, and said, "Are you mad?! You want me to write a policy on Dinghai? Why don't you let me write about the Dragon Slaying Technique? "
"Is there a Dragon Slaying Technique? Then I'll leave it for tomorrow. "Fang Yundao.
"You … I'm going to write the Sea Quelling Policy …" Ao Huang scurried back to his room.
Nunu held her stomach and laughed. Even the ink tortoise, who was persistently trying to escape, grinned and laughed, looking particularly relieved.
At this time, three women walked out.
Yang Yuhuan, Su Xiaoxiao and Zhao Hongzhuang were standing at the door of Yang Yuhuan's room.
Su Xiaoxiao curtsied and said, "Greetings, Master."
Yang Yuhuan smiled faintly. Zhao Hongzhuang's eyes turned red, but she suppressed it.
"Long time no see, Young Master Fang is still as elegant as ever," Zhao Hongzhuang said with a smile.
"Young Master Zhao has become a sissy," Fang Yun said half-jokingly.
"Don't talk nonsense. The results were released at noon. We'll wait for your good news. "
They chatted for a quarter of an hour before Fang Yun put Nuo down and returned to the study.
Fang Yun continued to study as usual.
Without the imperial examination, not only could he not give up on poetry, scripture and policy, but he had to study more deeply.
If he wanted to be an official, he had to write good policy, because policy covered all aspects. Every year, officials from all over the country had to write a policy, which was evaluated by the six ministries or the cabinet.
If he pursued the literary position wholeheartedly, he had to focus on scripture. Because scripture involved the Holy Path.
Take Fang Yun's "abolition of the burial system" as an example. If he did not mention "evil rites", it would be inferior, because rites were one of the Holy Paths, but the burial system was not. If he specifically talked about how to solve the burial system in the scripture, it would be deviating from the scripture.
How to deal with it was the scope of policy.
The Holy Path could be turned into a powerful force. It might not have the power to kill like war poems, but it had all kinds of wonderful uses. When Kong Sheng entered the Demon Realm, he casually threw out the Sacred Book "Rites of Zhou". All the Demi-Saints and Barbarians below the Demi-Saint Realm were forced to half-kneel because Kong Sheng had stolen the "rites" of the Demon Realm. The Demon Realm had a rule that Half-saint could not attack a Supreme Saint. Kong Sheng, as a quasi-saint, had the same status as a Supreme Saint, so no Half-saint could attack him.
This was the reason why the Demon Realm and Barbarian Race respected and feared Kong Sheng. Kong Sheng had long stopped "playing with brains" and "playing with rules".
The Court Examination valued true talent and the ability to govern. Naturally, Fang Yun would focus on strategy. But Fang Yun's goal was a higher literary position, so he did not care much about worldly power. He should focus more on scripture.
Fang Yun had no choice but to split his study time between the two.
Fang Yun studied for half an hour, when the official seal suddenly vibrated violently, indicating that there was an urgent message.
Fang Yun grasped the official seal and found that it was a message from Ceng Yuan.
"The Master of the Meng Family entered the Ancient Desolate City last night and died in a battle with the Demon Realm. Zong Ji and Sima Family's Sima He went to help and died. The new Master of the Meng Family has become your family's enemy. "
Fang Yun read it over and over again, and finally confirmed that this was what the Saints had told him.
The Human Race was not as direct as the Demon Realm and Barbarian Race. For Fang Yun, they had to severely punish those involved, but they could not use real crimes. Therefore, they let those who deserved to die on the battlefield as a contribution to the Human Race and gave them the punishment they deserved.
This kind of sudden death was not rare, and Ceng Yuan had obviously guessed the cause and effect.
Fang Yun was satisfied with this way of handling things. This way, he could deter those with bad intentions, and at the same time, he would not leave a bad reputation of being vengeful and cruel.
As for those who could not see that the three people were forced to death by Fang Yun, they were not qualified to make things difficult for Fang Yun, so there was no need to deter them.
Fang Yun had only been in jail for a few days, but the three aristocratic families had lost two top-notch Jinshi and a family head. They had lost face from the inside out. Instead, they had become the chicken that was killed, causing the other "monkeys" to give up on killing Fang Yun.
"I know, I will send a letter to express my condolences."
Fang Yun replied to the message and continued to study. He went out for lunch and then took Zhao Hongzhuang's carriage to the Temple Square to wait for the results.
Not long after, Fang Yun arrived near the square in the carriage. He opened the curtain and saw that there were more than 100,000 people. He thought about it and decided not to go down.
Zhao Hongzhuang's carriage was very big. Not only could it fit Fang Yun, Yang Yuhuan, Zhao Hongzhuang, and Su Xiaoxiao, but it could also fit the three-meter-long Ao Huang.
Noon had just arrived when a huge translucent curtain of light appeared above the Temple.
All the examiners came out of the marking room and stood in front of the Temple gate.
The great scholar Kang Ha-chuan and Tang Shoude looked at the crowd quietly. The crowd's voices became softer and softer until it was completely silent.
Kang Ha-chuan nodded and said, "Release the results!"
Yang Yuhuan, Zhao Hongzhuang, and Su Xiaoxiao knew that Fang Yun was almost certain to win the Yuan Prize, but they still looked at the huge Jinshi List excitedly.
At the beginning of the Jinshi List appeared the words "Name", "Poems", "Classics", and "Policy".
Then, under his name, the two words "Fang Yun" appeared in golden light.
Then, under the words "Poems", "Classics", and "Policy", there was a golden word "A".
The Golden Word List, the Holy Pen Review!
The whole city cheered.
After Fang Yun's results were announced, a large number of black words appeared on the screen. The two hundred and ninety-nine new Jinshi had appeared at the same time. Compared to Fang Yun's treatment, the difference was like heaven and earth.
However, before they could feel regretful or happy, three rainbows came from the Sacred Institute and took away the original texts of the Epang Palace and the other two.
Fang Yun was happy, but after hearing Kang Ha-chuan's words, he couldn't laugh anymore.
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