"Greetings, Fang Xusheng!" The people in front of the Left Minister's door, regardless of their position or position, all took the initiative to greet him. Even the Minister of the Left was no exception.
"Greetings, everyone." Fang Yun also politely returned the greeting. His gaze swept across everyone.
In an instant, Fang Yun memorized the faces and expressions of the hundreds of people. He could guess seventy to eighty percent of them if they were sincere in welcoming him or if they were faking it. As for the remaining twenty to thirty percent, they were either extremely well-mannered or had used the power of the School of Miscellaneous to conceal their feelings.
However, everyone knew who was in what faction.
After Fang Yun returned the greeting, his eyebrows twitched.
Ji Zhibai's expression was not right. His attitude was slightly different from a few days ago at the Hunting Ground. Although the difference was very small, it made Fang Yun feel strange.
Fang Yun let Yang Yuhuan go to Qiao Juze's family first, and then to the Scholars who were participating in the Spring Hunt. He was wearing the Scholar's uniform, not the Duke's uniform.
When he got close, Fang Yun cupped his hands and smiled, "Congratulations to Ma Chaoming, Brother Ma, Brother He, Brother Sun Ming, and Brother Shen Hao for advancing to Hanlin."
The four of them returned the greeting. Ma Chaoming smiled, "The four of us are preparing to hold a Hanlin banquet in a few days to celebrate advancing to Hanlin. Fang Xusheng must be there. We won't go home until we're drunk!"
"Of course."
Ji Zhibai smiled, "In my opinion, why don't we wait a few more days for the other middle-aged seniors to advance to Hanlin. Then we'll hold a Hanlin banquet with more people!"
Everyone laughed.
Some of the Minister of the Left looked at Ji Zhibai with displeasure. They did not expect Ji Zhibai to help Fang Yun.
"Oh right! I just received a piece of good news from Notre-Dame. The Spring Sun Apricot Forest and Tachibana Izumi in the hunting ground had already been personally moved by Eastern Sage Wang Jinglong to the hunting ground. That place would soon become one of the sacred grounds of the Medical Sect. If anyone from the School of Medicine in the Ancient Desolate City made a contribution, they could go there to cultivate. Logically speaking, in the future, the medical students who go there to meditate will all call you teacher. "
He Ludong smiled and said, "Fang Xusheng. Since you've established a Sacred Land for the School of Medicine, when will you be able to establish a Sacred Land for the School of War? "
Ma Chaoming rolled his eyes at He Ludong and said, "Can the sacred ground of the school of medicine and the sacred ground of the school of war be the same? The Sacred Ground of the School of Medicine only needed the relevant Dao of Medicine and phenomena to form. However, the Holy Land of the Military School required a real bloody battle! Sun Tzu destroying the capital of Chu, Sun Bin besieging Wei to save Zhao, Bai Qi's Battle of Changping, and so on all became sacred grounds for military strategists. Fang Xusheng almost never majored in the art of war. How could he possibly lead an army into battle? "
"That's hard to say. Anyway, you've all seen his art of war. It's incomparably marvelous. Even though I've led an army for many years, I still can't compare to him." He Ludong said.
Fang Yun's heart skipped a beat. He smiled and said, "General He, since you've been promoted to Hanlin, your official position will definitely rise again. May I know where General He wants to go to take up your post? Does the Marshal's Office have any orders? "
He Ludong's face flashed with unconcealable joy, but he quickly returned to normal and said, "The orders haven't been given yet. Since the north of Jingguo is in danger, the grassland barbarians will invade the south sooner or later. I hope to go to the north and serve the country. "
"General, you're not afraid of dangerous places. You're our role model. I wish you a prosperous martial career and a high literary rank! "
"Thank you Fang Xusheng for your auspicious words."
"Oh right, if General He goes to the north and meets Zhang Poyue. You must help me get back the Eagle Demon Commander that he owes me. "
"I've heard about this too! If you give him a poem 'The lotus leaves that reach the heavens are infinitely green, the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are exceptionally red', he'll just return you a Demon Commander. That's really a huge profit! When I go to take up my post, can Fang Xusheng give me a poem? "
"Then it's settled." Fang Yun smiled.
Everyone chatted and laughed. Suddenly, the main gates of the palace rumbled and slowly opened.
Everyone was shocked.
"What's going on? Why are they opening the main gates? "
"Did the Imperial Guards open the wrong gates? The main gates of the palace are related to the country's integrity. Opening them randomly is against etiquette! "
"That shouldn't be the case …"
Amidst everyone's confusion, the main gates of the palace officially opened. A High Scholar announced with a thunderous voice, "The Empress Dowager has decreed that Fang Xusheng will lead Jingguo's Grand Scholars to take the lead. Raising the prestige of our country is a grand occasion that only occurs once in a thousand years. Opening the main gates to welcome the thirty meritorious officials! "
"I see!"
"He deserves it. Fang Xusheng deserves to open the main gates! "
"That's right. Fang Xusheng is qualified to walk through the main gates as Xusheng, let alone make such a great contribution!"
Everyone was jubilant, especially the low-ranking officials and young people. If they could enter through the main gates, it would be a great honor. It was even rarer than receiving gifts from the royal family.
Kang Ha-chuan smiled as if he had expected this. He stroked his white beard and said, "Thirty meritorious officials, please enter the palace first."
The other Grand Scholars hesitated and then looked at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun did not move. They did not dare to move even if they were beaten to death.
Fang Yun nodded slightly and saluted in the direction of the palace. "Thank you, Empress Dowager."
After that, Fang Yun walked towards the main gates. The other 29 Grand Scholars followed behind him.
In the palace, music started to play, signaling the start of the Spring Cultural Event.
After entering the main gate, Fang Yun looked up to see that the palace was divided into three sections by the Fengtian Gate and the Jingshui River. There were a large number of tables and chairs in each of the three sections, forming three different levels of seats.
Under the lead of the eunuch, Fang Yun and the others walked from the main gate of the palace to the Jingshui Bridge, passed through the lowest level seats, and then walked to the Fengtian Gate before leaving the middle level seats.
Finally, everyone arrived at the square in front of the Fengtian Hall. Only the people with the highest status in Jingguo and the thirty meritorious officials could sit there.
The seats this year were different from those in previous years.
In previous years, the seats closest to the Fengtian Hall were the seats for the Confucian scholars, scholars, and members of the royal family. After that, there was a large round table shared by the thirty Grand Scholars, which was only in front of the Hanlin Academy seats.
However, today, the large round table covered with a red tablecloth was below the steps of the Fengtian Hall.
Today, the thirty meritorious officials were the chief of Jingguo!
The new Grand Scholars were just excited while the young ones were just emotional. However, the middle-aged ones were all tearing up.
The Grand Scholars had participated in the Ten Nations Spring Hunt multiple times. Previously, before the Spring Cultural Meet, they would feel embarrassed even though they didn't feel ashamed. Fortunately, no one blamed them. After all, they had tried their best.
Every Spring Cultural Meet felt like a year to them and they couldn't wait to end it as soon as possible.
Every year, during the Spring Cultural Meet, they would imagine the scene of a powerful nation's celebration and always feel ashamed to face the people of Jingguo.
However, today, they puffed out their chests and held their heads high. They could sit there openly without feeling ashamed or blaming themselves!
The tears of the middle-aged Grand Scholars blurred their vision and seemed to be blocking everything in the world except for the young and tall figure.
Fang Yun was leading them forward, just like in the Grand Scholar Hunting Ground. Fang Yun was facing hundreds of thousands of demons and barbarians, as well as the Lord of Pestilence!
Every Grand Scholar seemed to have seen the future of Jingguo. It was not behind Fang Yun, nor was it under his feet. Instead, it was on Fang Yun's shoulders!
The thirty Grand Scholars walked forward one step at a time, forming an invisible resonance.
The tens of thousands of people behind them were also affected. Many scholars' footsteps became firmer and their gazes became clearer.
It was because they also saw the future of Jingguo on Fang Yun's shoulders!
An old woman in her seventies who was dressed in a first-rank noble robe held her grandson's hand and said softly, "Remember that back view. Remember to always follow him."
"Why?" The child was puzzled.
"Because he is leading the way for the human race."
To be continued … (To be continued)
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