The Plum Garden was located outside the capital, at the edge of the Divine Temple's power. It was a royal garden, filled with all kinds of wintersweet and plum blossoms. It was only open in winter for tourists to enjoy the snow and plum blossoms. Due to the influence of the Divine Temple, the plum blossoms here often bloomed early.
Wherever the dragon carriage passed, all the carriages gave way, allowing the carriage to reach the entrance of the Plum Garden.
At night, the Plum Garden was decorated with lanterns and colored banners, with many luminous pearls decorating it.
The snow on the surrounding roads had been swept away, but the snow outside the roads was still there. The white and red lanterns contrasted beautifully with each other, full of winter, beautiful beyond words.
Kang Ha-chuan rarely participated in literary gatherings. This year, he took the time to participate in the Plum Garden Literary Gathering, which immediately attracted attention. Many high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the carriages got off early and looked up.
Before the eighteen dragon carriages arrived at the Plum Garden, someone had already informed the people in the Plum Garden. Now, most of the people in the Plum Garden were outside the gate to welcome Jingguo's minister.
Everyone looked at the minister's carriage. The door opened, and a white fox came out first.
Many people were curious, but the little meteor that came out later made many people guess that Fang Yun was in the carriage. Then, a bright yellow dragon flew out of the carriage door.
Ao Huang was about to play with Nuu, but found that there were too many people here, and the Qi of Heaven and Earth was slightly vibrating, so he immediately stopped smiling.
"Greetings, Prince Huang!" An old official hurriedly bowed.
"Greetings, Prince Huang!" The others also hurriedly bowed. Dragons were of great help to the human race, so the human race was very grateful to the Dragons.
"Everyone, rise!" Ao Huang raised his dragon head and waved his little dragon claws seriously.
Many scholars didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This Ao Huang was really messing around, but Ao Huang's name had already spread throughout the capital. Everyone knew that he was just a little dragon, so no one would argue with him.
Then, Fang Yun got down from the carriage and cupped his hands to greet everyone.
"Greetings, Fang Wenhou!"
"Greetings, Fang Xusheng!"
"Greetings, Fang Zhenguo …"
There were all kinds of greetings for Fang Yun.
After returning the greetings, Fang Yun turned and stood by the door. When Yang Yuhuan got out of the car, she took the initiative to reach out and hold Yang Yuhuan's hand.
"Be careful, don't slip," Fang Yun said softly.
Yang Yuhuan did not expect that Fang Yun would do such a thing for her in front of so many people. In this world where men were superior to women, this could be called a shocking act. Warmth surged in her heart. She wanted to throw herself into Fang Yun's arms and cry to tell her sweetheart how touched she was. However, she resisted the urge to cry and gently stepped out of the carriage with her head lowered. She held Fang Yun's hand tightly.
All the scholars who were present were stunned.
Although what Fang Yun did was not a big mistake, it was enough for the Overwatch Council's censors to report him for being rude.
If the old fogeys of the Notre-Dame's Hall of Rites were to find out about this, he would definitely be reprimanded.
Fang Yun saw everyone's expressions and did not care at all.
Zhao Hongzhuang and Su Xiaoxiao looked envious. For a woman to be treated like this by the great Xusheng, it was a blessing cultivated by three lifetimes.
Many scholars of the Snow Plum Literary Society brought their families here. Whether married women or unmarried girls, they were all very envious of Yang Yuhuan.
"Even being Fang Zhenguo's concubine is better than being someone else's wife …" a young girl whispered.
But most of the men were looking at Yang Yuhuan. Some of the young people muttered in their hearts. If they had a wife like this, they would also treat her like this.
Not far away, an old scholar suddenly said angrily, "What a scandal! The collapse of etiquette and music, the severing of human relations, this society does not need to participate! "After saying this, he turned and left.
Fang Yun followed the voice and did not recognize the old scholar. But seven or eight steps away from the old scholar, he saw a rarely seen person whose name was often heard.
Ji Zhibai, this year's Jingguo Champion, Left Prime Minister Mount Liu's favorite student.
Ji Zhibai was smiling.
Fang Yun, however, turned a blind eye. He pulled Yang Yuhuan's hand and walked to the side, making way for the rest of the people in the carriage.
Zhao Hongzhuang and Su Xiaoxiao came down one after another, making everyone's eyes light up again. They did not expect the women who came down from the carriage to be as beautiful as fairies.
Finally, Prime Minister Kang Ha-chuan came down from the carriage.
"Greetings, Prime Minister!"
Everyone greeted him in unison.
Kang Ha-chuan nodded expressionlessly, then walked into the plum garden. Fang Yun held Yang Yuhuan's hand and followed behind. The rest of the people filed in.
After entering, Fang Yun looked around.
This was a very standard royal garden. The ground was a cobblestone path, and on both sides were flowerbeds with all kinds of flowers and trees. Under the illumination of the red lanterns and luminous pearls, it was magnificent. It was a scene of thousands of flowers, reflecting the snow and winter.
After passing the first yard, they entered the courtyard inside. The courtyard was brightly lit, and there were tables everywhere, surrounding a pavilion.
There was a table in the pavilion, with the four treasures of the study on it.
Fang Yun found that the east and west sides of the pavilion were clearly separated. There was a small snow sculpture in the center of each table on the east side, and there was a vase in the center of each table on the west side, with a plum blossom in each vase.
Fang Yun was hesitating, but Kang Ha-chuan suddenly grabbed his wrist and led him to the table of the Plum Party. Fang Yun's other hand was holding Yang Yuhuan's.
The people behind them could not help laughing. An old Jinshi shouted, "How dare you steal the backbone of the Snow Party, you traitor of the Plum Party! His' Sending Off Li Wenying in the Snow 'for the Snow Party is already in Zhenguo. Is there anyone in the Plum Party who doesn't know Fang Zhenguo? "
Before Kang Ha-chuan could say anything, someone from the Plum Party shouted, "Xue Ni, if you have the ability, drag Fang Zhenguo back!"
The scholars of the Snow Party fell silent. Li Wenying could probably do it here. Other than Li Wenying, who in Jingguo would dare to steal someone from Kang Ha-chuan?
"The Plum Party is indeed unreasonable!"
The Snow Party and the Plum Party mocked each other, but they did not really attack. Some people even laughed and laughed. Only a few people really wanted to suppress each other. In Fang Yun's opinion, these people must have painful memories of the Snow Plum Party.
Although the winter was cold, the organizer of the Plum Blossom Meeting, the great scholar of the Chen family, had changed the local environment. During the meeting, the snow would not melt and people would not feel cold.
After everyone had taken their seats, Jiang Hechuan coughed softly and said, "Regardless of whether it's the Snow Party or the Plum Party, since Fang Yun is from the Plum Party today, everyone should support Fang Yun in suppressing the other nine countries with his poems praising the plum blossoms!"
"The Snow Party has no borders!" someone shouted, causing waves of laughter.
The meeting did not start immediately. Everyone drank tea and admired the snow and plum blossoms. The scholars everywhere were very active.
However, there was something hidden deep in everyone's eyes.
Occasionally, someone would mention the Demon Saint's Token, but they would be interrupted by the people next to them.
The invasion of Jing by demons and barbarians was too shocking. Before the imperial court made a decision, it was not good to talk about it in detail at the meeting.
Ji Zhibai sat in the Snow Party. Many people leaned towards him, including the officials who had been estranged from the Left Minister's Party.
Ji Zhibai seemed to know nothing. He chatted happily with these people. The estrangement between the two parties was cleverly resolved by him.
Not long after, a Hanlin from the Chen family walked to the pavilion and coughed softly. The surrounding voices gradually stopped.
Fang Yun looked up. Under the dark night, the entire Plum Garden was illuminated by red lanterns and white snow. The two distinct colors formed a beautiful world.
Without waiting for the Hanlin from the Chen family to speak, Ji Zhibai suddenly stood up and said loudly, "Everyone, I have something I don't understand. Who can help me?"
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