If Hong Yi had been present, he would have realized that the dozen or so Confucian scholars sitting in the garden of Marquis Wu Wen's residence were the people his mother had brought him to the poetry gathering in the garden 10 years ago during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Ten years ago, Hong Yi had been seven years old.
Now he was 17 years old.
It was at the poetry gathering that Meng Bingyun had vomited blood and died after being chased away by Madam Zhao and Hong Xuanji.
Hong Yi remembered this scene very clearly because he was also there at that time.
The guests that Marquis Wu Wen and Hong Xuanji had invited back then were all famous people. How could ordinary people enter the Marquis's residence and become guests? However, at that time, Hong Yi's experience was still shallow, and his knowledge was not deep. Naturally, he did not know that those guests were the Hall Masters of the various academies. They were famous scholars, and they represented the orthodox group of people in the world.
And now, this group of people had gathered together again. Ten years later, they were coming for him.
Marquis Wu Wen and Hong Xuanji were masters of Confucianism and grandmasters of the literary world. How could they not have a few good friends in the literary world? Now that Hong Yi wanted to lead the literary world and control the right path, the Zhouyi Academy had opened, and this group of literary grandmasters who were on good terms with Hong Xuanji naturally would not sit idly by.
Because this had already touched on their fundamental interests.
Powerful Taoist techniques and martial arts were nothing. The leader of the righteous path in the literary world was the foundation.
…
"What great power! It came from the Zhouyi Academy, so it must have been Hong Yi who did it. I wonder what supreme Taoist technique he is cultivating? "
He saw that the Green Willow Heights, which was now the address of the Zhouyi Academy, emitted a white Qi that shot into the sky. It was dense and dense, and it shone brightly. The stars lost their color. Indistinctly, the sound of many scholars reciting could be heard. The Qi pierced through heaven and earth like a heavenly pillar, announcing to everyone in the Vast Thousand Worlds that this was the right path.
At this moment, almost all the people in a radius of a thousand miles around Jade Capital City saw this heavenly pillar. It was filled with righteousness and all the evil spirits retreated.
"I'm just showing off my abilities …" Hong Xuanji's eyes looked at the sky pillar that caused the stars to lose their color. After which, he closed his eyes and picked up a cup of tea to carefully taste.
His body did not emit any aura, nor did he have the slightest intention of contending with this heavenly pillar.
"Ten years ago, I took a look at your son, Hong Yi. He doesn't have much Spiritual Qi, but his writings have caused a hundred saints to cry out in unison. It seems like his strength is also unfathomable and cannot be underestimated. "
A Confucian scholar looked at the scholarly true energy and retracted his gaze. His face clearly showed a shocked expression. After he slowly gathered his mental strength, a look of wisdom appeared on his face. Scheming …
"How could we underestimate such a figure? However, on the opening day of the Zhou Yi Academy, a generous gift was inevitable. It all depended on whether he could accept it or not. Everyone, let's prepare well, shall we? "
Another Confucian scholar dressed in white robes held a jade folding fan in his hand. The pendant of the fan was a jade pendant that was carved with images of mountains and rivers.
This Confucian scholar was the dean of the Mountain River Academy. He was also an illustrious Confucian scholar and a great sage.
However, although Confucian scholars were particular about the demeanor of a gentleman, when the sects fought, it was no less cruel than the battle between good and evil.
"My intentions are also the Emperor's intentions. This time, the Emperor ordered people to go to the Primordial Nine Abyss Divine Realm and obtained many things. If there is anything you need from the academies, I can report to the Emperor and grant you some things. This is also a good thing to revitalize our school of Confucianism and promote the scholarly spirit of the Da Qian. "Hong Xuanji continued.
"Nine Abyss Divine Realm?"
The dozen or so Confucian scholars' eyes flickered and their bodies moved slightly. Although they still had their demeanor, they were not as calm and composed as before.
"How could I not understand Brother Xuanji's intentions? Our school of Confucianism upholds the principles of morality and the dogma of reasoning. Even if the Emperor does not grant us anything, we will still do our best, "a Confucian scholar said faintly.
"Good! Then it depends on your knowledge. "Hong Xuanji raised the cup of tea and drank it in one gulp, replacing wine with tea.
All the Confucian scholars also drank the tea.
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The days passed one by one …
March, April …
The fifth day of May was the day that Hong Yi's Academy of Changes was completed. Although it was not the day yet, at the end of April, the whole of Yujing City, including the academies in Zhongzhou, Snow Province, Qing Province and other places around Yujing City, were obviously excited. For a while, there were more scholars on the roads leading to Yujing City from various states and provinces.
All the scholars in the world seemed to be gathering in Yujing City.
This time, there were more scholars than there were for the imperial examination at this time last year.
The completion of the Academy of Changes had spread to every corner of the world. Originally, Hong Yi did not have such great power. But the Champion Marquis did! Now that Hong Yi had taken over the body of the Champion Marquis and mastered the Phoenix Yanyan, the Champion Marquis's power secretly spread the news. Every day, countless spies were spread all over the country. At this time, from the aristocratic families to the officials and nobles to the common people, everyone knew that the "Second Sage"'s academy was about to be completed.
All the scholars in the world were naturally excited.
What's more, Xie Wenyuan, the literary grandmaster of the south, was also going to bring 3,000 disciples and join forces with the literary grandmasters of the south to write books in the Academy of Changes.
In addition, many literary masters of the School of Heart also expressed that they would send congratulatory gifts and write books together.
This kind of literary event seemed to be unstoppable. Even the imperial court did not express its stance.
…
On the 28th of April, the weather was clear and the flowers were in full bloom.
On the road leading to Yujing City, there were carriages with simple decorations but full of the aura of scholars. They traveled on the official road, accompanied by page boys and page servants. It was a grand sight.
Among them, there were a few Elementary Scholars wearing green robes and carrying precious swords. They were all people with scholarly honors.
This was obviously another academy's carriages.
Upon closer inspection, one could see the charm of these carriages. The horses pulling the carriages were all green jade lions of the Illuminating Night. They were pure white like white dragons. Their fur reflected the sunlight like platinum and mercury, and they looked bold and unconstrained.
As for these carriages, if one smelled them carefully, there was a smell of agarwood. They were actually made of thousand-year-old agarwood from the bottom of the sea. The wheels were made of soft jade and elastic steel. They were wrapped in thousand-year-old jellyfish skin. They were very elastic and would not budge at all.
This was a large school of the School of Heart, the "Chongyang Academy" in the southern Hai Province.
"Stop, it's already noon. Let's eat on the spot! Food is the most important thing for the people. The way of a gentleman is not to mess up his three meals a day. This is the most important etiquette. "
With this order, the entire carriage stopped.
"Master, this time we received Wenyuan's invitation and brought so many disciples to the Academy of Changes to write books. I wonder if the Academy of Changes can provide for our basic necessities?"
In the middle of the carriages of the Chongyang Academy, a young man bowed to the carriage in front of him.
"Wenyuan is a good friend of mine. He got me to bring disciples here to write books. I believe he can provide for us." Wen Binbin's voice came from the carriage. "However, although Hong Yi is knowledgeable, he is still lacking in knowledge. He might not be able to provide for your exquisite meals. However, we have brought enough meals this time. Once the rice is finished, let's go back. "
"Master, the Chongyang Pearl Rice is done."
A disciple carried an agarwood plate with a few exquisite side dishes on it. There was also a bowl of rice that looked like pearls from the sea. Each grain was transparent and had no impurities. It was fragrant.
"The way of a gentleman is to never tire of delicacies or delicacies. You have to remember … "
As the Master of the Chongyang Academy spoke, another disciple suddenly came forward. "The Academy of Changes is here to welcome us! They know that it's noon and even sent us our meals. "
"Oh? Take it. Let's eat our own rice! "said the Master of the Chongyang Academy.
"Although the Chongyang Pearl Rice is good, it isn't for a gentleman. A gentleman is like a dragon and needs to eat Dragontooth Rice. The grain of the Ancient Sky Dragon is the most exquisite food for a gentleman."
A voice spread out. It was Chi Zhuiyang riding on a Black Demon Qilin. He brought a few people with a jade plate of Dragontooth Rice and walked over.
"Chongyang Academy was invited by my Zhou Yi Academy to write a book. How can we not be the host?"
"What? Dragontooth Rice! "
The carriage moved and the Master of the Chongyang Academy walked out. He looked at the Dragontooth Rice on the jade plate. Each of them was like a sword, three feet, three inches, and three centimeters long. It gave off a fragrant scent but it also gave off the aura of the Ancient Sky Dragon. It was as carefree as the clouds and it gave off a dignified aura. He couldn't help but be stunned.
"This is the Dragontooth Rice recorded in ancient books. Pan Huang led the army to fight the Sky Dragon but he didn't get it. Food is the most important thing to the people. Dragontooth Rice is a saint! The Zhou Yi Academy completed what Pan Huang couldn't? "
The Chongyang Academy Head lost his composure and touched the Dragontooth Rice.
"Anyone who comes to the Zhou Yi Academy to write books is a gentleman, so naturally, they can enjoy the Dragontooth Rice. In the future, this rice will be spread all over the world! Chongyang Academy, together with my Zhouyi Academy, let us complete this great achievement that will go down in history. "
Chi Zhuiyang bowed.
This was just a small interlude before the Zhou Yi Academy was completed.
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April!
The Confucians who headed to the Zhou Yi Academy to be invited to write books were all given Dragontooth Rice!
All of a sudden, the world was shocked! The Confucians were shocked and the scholars of the world were shocked once more!
Food was the most important thing to the people.
Dragontooth Rice was a grain that even Pan Huang didn't get and it appeared in the Zhou Yi Academy.
Instantly, Hong Yi's reputation rose once more! The reputation and foundation of the Zhou Yi Academy couldn't be underestimated by any aristocratic family or academy anymore.
Many Confucians who weren't willing to come out in the past all came because of its reputation.
The reputation of the Zhou Yi Academy came wave after wave. Finally, before the 5th of May, the appearance of the Dragontooth Rice pushed it to a peak.
At the same time, the 5th of May arrived. The Zhou Yi Academy that everyone paid attention to was completed on that day.
Scholars gathered in the world.
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