Chapter 729
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Three feet and six inches of orange energy floated above it. This was the poem of Mingzhou.
Ao Huang was not a discerning dragon. When he heard that there were few cheers and no one even commented, he was furious.
"Why aren't there any cheers for such a good poem? The mood is so good! The meaning of 'the best spring is better than the willows in the capital' is very clear. This is the best time of spring, better than the willows in the capital. How good is it? Have your eyes been blinded by the spring rain? "
Fang Yun gave Ao Huang a look. Ao Huang was stunned. His two big dragon eyes turned and realized that the atmosphere was not right. He obediently sat cross-legged on the chair and looked at Su Xiaoxiao.
Su Xiaoxiao dipped her hand in the water and wrote the word "willow" on the table.
Ao Huang suddenly understood and said happily, "Fang Yun is really good. I didn't expect this poem to be so mysterious. Good! Even better! "
The Left Prime Minister's party was secretly proud. They used the military to completely gain the military power in Ning An County and further restrict Fang Yun. But they did not expect Fang Yun to counterattack with a poem, making them lose face.
The main point was that the counterattack was too fast. Many people analyzed the poem from another angle and found that it was very sharp.
"The light rain on the heavenly street is as soft as butter" was obviously referring to the change in the capital. "The color of the grass looks from afar, but it is not there" was referring to the Left Prime Minister's party, which seemed to be strong but was actually weak. The last two sentences were saying that Jingguo was at its best these years. It was better than Left Prime Minister Mount Liu's era.
If this poem had been published last spring, no one would have thought of this. But now that it was published, people couldn't help but think.
Left Prime Minister Mount Liu was more than fifty years old. He was wearing a green scholar's robe and sat peacefully on a mahogany chair. Beside him was Minister of Culture Kang Ha-chuan.
Compared to half a year ago, Mount Liu was thinner. His sideburns were a little white, but his spirit was more hale and hearty. His eyes were the same as before. It was like a lake or an ocean, and it seemed to contain a strange power. It was like an ancient city that had been eroded by the passage of time.
However, upon closer inspection, Mount Liu was just an ordinary old man. All of his power seemed to have dissipated, but the light in the depths of his eyes was brighter than the stars.
Many people noticed Mount Liu's expression and secretly observed Fang Yun's expression. They wanted to know if he was intentionally alluding to Mount Liu or if he was just doing it unintentionally.
Fang Yun seemed to know nothing. After he finished writing, he cupped his hands to the Empress Dowager and the monarch and was about to leave. The monarch replied in a childish voice, "Minister Fang is very good!"
Fang Yun was stunned. This tone was obviously imitating the Empress Dowager, so he showed a gentle smile and looked at the young monarch sitting next to the Empress Dowager, saying, "Thank you for your praise, monarch."
"Yes! Yes! "The chubby little monarch smiled happily and nodded vigorously.
The Empress Dowager gently stroked the young emperor's back.
Fang Yun couldn't see the Empress Dowager's face behind the veil, but he could feel the warmth in her eyes.
It wasn't until Fang Yun walked down the white marble steps and returned to his seat that the meeting returned to normal. Many people praised loudly.
However, the people at a certain table kept silent.
Ji Zhibai sighed heavily and didn't say anything. He lowered his head and drank his wine.
He Ludong smiled and asked, "Fang Huiyuan. Did you write this poem because you were forced too much, or did you prepare it for many days? "
Fang Yun smiled indifferently and raised his wine glass, saying, "Come. I'll toast to everyone. "
Drinking it in one gulp, no one asked this question again.
Fang Yun picked up a piece of chicken with his chopsticks and was about to eat it. A white shadow flashed beside him and Nuu jumped onto his lap.
Fang Yun handed the chicken to the little fox. Who knew that the greedy little fox shook its head, indicating that it didn't want to eat. Fang Yun didn't force it. It put the chicken in its mouth, closed its mouth and slowly chewed without making a sound.
Fang Yun was about to continue eating when Nuu giggled and stood up, putting its two front paws on his body.
"What's wrong?" Fang Yun asked in a low voice.
Nuu pouted in the direction of Heaven Worship Hall.
"Do you want to go there?" Fang Yun asked.
Nuu giggled and nodded.
"Not now, but I'll take you there in the future." Fang Yun rubbed Nuu's little head and continued to chat with the others.
Nuu unwillingly crawled on Fang Yun's lap.
Fang Yun had presented a unique poem to the Literature Competition, and it went straight up the Literature Rankings. It was like a pail of cold water that extinguished the delusions of the minority of people who were in the Illusionary Divine stage. Fang Yun dared to use a poem to scold the Left Minister's party. If they met him head on, they would be crushed.
But the scholars of the other countries worked very hard. They still wanted to suppress Fang Yun's work in the Early Spring Meeting.
The Early Spring Meeting wasn't like the Snow Plum Meeting where there was a competition between the scholars. They shared the common "Ding Roll", but the competition was more intense. Because, the Ding Roll had accumulated all the recent excellent poems and essays.
A few months ago, Fang Yun's poem was still high up on the Ding Roll. Even if it dropped as time passed, it would still be there for a long time.
The poem "Spring Garden View of Water" from the Grand Scholar Spring Hunt was high up. Adding on the new poem "Early Spring Drizzle", the other scholars could only compete for three spots on the Ding Roll.
The scholars wouldn't fight for the Literary Name at this time, but the scholars of the Second Roll and the scholars of the Third Roll were fighting like a raging fire.
These people were all secretly rejoicing that they weren't fighting with Fang Yun on the same roll.
One scholar after another went up to the high platform to write their own poems. If their talent exceeded one foot out of the county, they would be judged by the Hanlin Academy. If their talent reached two feet, they would be judged by the scholars.
Those truly talented scholars didn't fight for the Literary Name at this meeting. After all, Xusheng and Fang Yun were the first to present their poems. There was no first place in literature. When it was time to be modest, they should be modest. Not to mention that fighting for the Literary Name with Fang Xusheng would cause disgust from their peers, whether or not they could protect the Literary Name was the key.
When they were almost done eating, Fang Yun put Nu-Nu on a chair and led the other 29 people to toast the people at the nearby tables. In the end, they all toasted everyone with their tongues.
Returning to his seat, Fang Yun felt that something was wrong. He felt that something was missing.
"Where's Nu-Nu?"
Fang Yun first looked at the place where Yang Yuhuan, Ao Huang, and the others were. Ao Huang stretched out its dragon claws and pointed to the Hall of Heaven, then showed a headache.
Fang Yun looked and saw that Nu-Nu was in front of the dragon throne. It stood upright like a human and cupped its two furry little front paws to the Empress Dowager.
The young monarch chuckled and was full of curiosity.
The Empress Dowager liked Nu-Nu very much. She stretched out her hand and beckoned it over.
Nu-Nu tilted its head and thought for a moment. It pointed to a fruit plate on the table in front of the Empress Dowager and then pointed to the side of the Empress Dowager. The fruit plate was filled with rare royal fruits. The other guests' tables didn't have any.
The young monarch didn't expect the little fox to ask for food. He laughed even harder and was out of breath.
Fang Yun rolled his eyes. Nu-Nu "said" very clearly that it wouldn't go to the Empress Dowager's side and wouldn't let the Empress Dowager touch it if it didn't give delicious food.
The Jinshi on the side also looked over.
Qiao Juze whispered, "It's obvious that it's from Fang Yun's family!"
The Empress Dowager couldn't help but laugh. She picked up a pink sparkling fruit and handed it to Nu-Nu.
Nu-Nu hesitated again and turned to look at Fang Yun. Fang Yun was helpless. He then pretended to be disgusted and waved his hand to signal for it to eat quickly.
Nu-Nu quickly bit the fruit and happily ate it. The Empress Dowager picked Nu-Nu up and put it on her lap. The little fox symbolically struggled twice and pointed to another fruit.
"I can't do anything about it." Fang Yun shook his head and turned to sit down. He didn't look at Nu-Nu.
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