The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1433 A cross becomes a poem?

"This is Fang Yun's manuscript. It only has crosses and is not a poem!" The man shouted while holding it up.

Everyone looked at it and saw that there were indeed ten words written on it.

The orioles are singing and the willows are singing by the bank. The spring is clear and the moon is bright at dawn.

Everyone in the Quanwen Conference was stunned. They had no idea that anyone would do this. Whether it was Duan Qing, Zhang Zhixing or others, by the time they wanted to stop it, it was already too late.

Almost at the moment when the man raised the paper, Zhang Zhixing and several others opened their mouths slightly and were about to speak out, but in the end they took a step slower and were shouted out by the man. Even if they killed the man now, it would not help.

"Insolent! How dare you openly rob other people's manuscripts at the literary conference! Come here, drive this person out of the venue. After the literary conference is over, I will report it to the head of Chongwen Academy and expel this rude person from Chongwen Academy!" Zhang Zhixingshuang His eyes were burning with angry flames, and he clenched his fists tightly, wanting to punch the Gu man in the face.

One person stood up slowly and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, this brother just wants to see Fang Xusheng's calligraphy treasure, why bother shouting and killing. I see, this man apologized to Fang Yun, and the matter will be over. After all, it’s a spring festival. However, if Fang Xusheng fails to write a poem, he will definitely be punished!”

Many people originally wanted to defend Fang Yun, but after seeing clearly who was speaking, they silently kept their mouths shut.

This man is young, has fine features, and is wearing a brand-new Hanlin robe. He is Zong Yun of the Zong family. He has been in school for three years and is about to leave the Holy Academy. After Zong Wuyuan, the genius of the Zong family, left the Holy Academy, Zong Yun became the representative of the Zong family in Chongwen Academy, and the disciples of the Za family followed his lead.

Zong Wude, who had entered the Holy Ruins with Fang Yun, had just entered the Holy Academy, but because he majored in Confucianism, his control over the many miscellaneous students was far less than that of Zong Yun from the side room.

"Shall you host this literary conference, or shall I host it?" Zhang Zhixing asked.

"It is indeed Brother Zhang who presides over the cultural gathering, but even Fang Xusheng said it himself, if things are not fair, they will cry. As a member of the Holy Academy and Chongwen Academy, and as a member of the Spring Festival Cultural Association, we will encounter injustice and injustice. Of course you have reason to stand up! If you don't even have this kind of backbone, how can you call yourself a scholar?" Zong Yun said loudly and confidently.

"Brother Zong is right!" A member of the clan stood up.

"You all know that I don't like the Zong family. I often ridicule Jingguo in the forums and admire Fang Xusheng very much. But today, I want to stand with Zong Yun. Fang Xusheng has indeed not finished writing poems, no matter what he is doing , can't change this fact. I think that if Fang Yun really has the spirit of a saint, he must not only have the ability to control all people, but also have the humility to bow his head and admit his mistakes!" An old student stood up and said.

There were nearly five thousand students present, and after Zong Yun finished speaking, thousands of people stood up one after another to oppose Fang Yun.

However, many people looked helpless and did not want to stand up. However, their classmates and friends stood up, and some even looked to them for help secretly, so they had no choice but to stand up.

What's more, the power of the Zajia family has always been considerable, and there are many people in Qingguo, and there are even more people who oppose the Women's Academy.

Without the establishment of the Women's Academy, there would only be three to five hundred people standing at most.

Thousands of people stood up. As the host of the cultural gathering, Zhang Zhixing felt heavy pressure. If he forced people to leave, then these thousand people would inevitably leave the venue, which would lead to the biggest incident in the history of the spring cultural gathering.

Sun Renbing sneered and said: "In order to resist the demons and barbarians, Fang Xusheng used the True Dragon Order as he was told. He was strategizing in the war hall, but you guys are plotting and stabbing behind the back! Look at the shape of my mouth, look carefully, you guys, None of them are worth mentioning, compared to Fang Yun, they are all useless! We soldiers often say that if we can do anything, we should try not to nag. Let’s decide the matter in a life-and-death battle. Zong Yun, pick up the pen!”

Sun Renbing said, grabbed a pen and threw it at Zong Yun's feet.

Start a literary war.

Zong Yun didn't even look at the pen, and said with a smile: "Brother Sun is one of the seven sons of the Holy Court, and his killing power is astonishing. I can't compare with him. However, the Wenhui issue must be resolved by the Wenhui method. , the matter in the war hall will naturally be settled in the war hall. Fang Xusheng has made great contributions to the human race. Let me ask. , if he reverses the breeding tomorrow, should we consider his old merits and give up killing him? I don’t think so, so, as I said before, one code will lead to another! ”

Zhang Zhixing said: "Okay, have you finished speaking? Just sit down after saying this. I have heard your suggestions. As the host of the Cultural Association, Chongwen Academy asked me to handle this matter, and I have already made a conclusion. If you are not satisfied with my It is decided that after the cultural meeting, you go to the chief court to report me, and I will bear all the blame."

Zong Yun said: "Brother Zhang's words are wrong. When Brother Zhang came to the conclusion before, this page did not appear. Now that there are both witnesses and physical evidence, Fang Yun clearly has not finished writing. You have made an unfair judgment. I will wait for you." If you are not convinced, you should immediately ask the Holy Court for a ruling. Since Dongsheng Pavilion is in charge of the internal affairs of the human race, you should ask Dongsheng Pavilion and Chongwen Court to jointly handle this matter!"

"The Spring Festival Literary Fair has always been hosted by Chongwen Academy. You don't need to say anything. Sit down. The literary meeting will continue. Are you preparing to join forces to fight against Chongwen Academy?" Zhang Zhixing stared at Zong Yun gloomily.

Some who stood up hesitated.

Zong Yun smiled slightly and said: "If you want to accuse Fang Yun, why bother? If Brother Zhang blindly covers Fang Yun and turns a blind eye to his failure in writing poems, then we will leave now and go to the main entrance of the Holy Court to demonstrate until the Holy Court gives A satisfactory result, presumably..."

"Who said Fang Yuan's poetry failed?" Yan Yukong's voice interrupted Zong Yun's words.

"Oh? Brother Yan, aren't you afraid of getting yourself into trouble by saying this? Everyone saw that Fang Yun only wrote ten characters. Even the shortest three-character poem must have at least twelve characters, not to mention that there are very few three-character poems now. The shortest five-character poem must have at least twenty characters!"

"I said Fang Yun finished a poem, and he finished it." Yan Yukong sat on the table and chair, drinking by himself, completely ignoring Zong Yun and others.

Zong Yun was not angry at all, and smiled and said: "First, Fang Xusheng appreciated it, and then I will listen to Yan Yukong's interpretation of the poem, please!"

Yan Yukong said calmly: "I dare not interpret the poem, after all, this poem is clearly written on paper. I ask you, the topic of the literary meeting requires today's poems to be related to "strange", "spring" and "simple", is it true?"

"Of course." Zong Yun smiled.

"Then, these ten characters are the ultimate of "simple", which perfectly corresponds to the topic of the poem, and fully demonstrates Fang Xusheng's poetry and prose skills and his talent for on-the-spot response." Yan Yukong said.

"Hahaha..." Zong Yun laughed loudly, and some people standing up also laughed.

Some people in the audience originally supported Fang Yun, but when they saw Yan Yukong forcibly helping Fang Yun explain, they were actually a little annoyed.

Only a few people with high attainments in poetry stared at the ten words with frowns.

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