The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1659: Literary Meeting for New Appointment

Fang Yun smiled and said, "How excellent are the literati of all ages? How dare I say that I can surpass them? It's nothing more than a literary meeting for new appointment."

The people of Xiangzhou present were immediately disappointed, but if they thought carefully, it would be too abrupt if Fang Yun wanted to surpass Yellow Crane Tower as soon as he arrived.

Dong Wencong said loudly, "There is a long way to go. As long as Fang Xusheng stays in Xiangzhou, are you still afraid that the Military Review Tower will not be as good as the Yellow Crane Tower?"

The people of Xiangzhou around him were relieved when they heard this, and their faces returned to smiles.

Fang Yun shook his head helplessly and walked up the stairs to the city wall.

On the city wall, lanterns were hung high and banquets were displayed. Many officials or scholars stood up, some called Fang Xusheng, some called Ji Wang, and some called the Governor.

Fang Yun glanced around and walked to the north with a smile on his face. There were two tables of Jiangzhou officials standing there.

"Everyone, long time no see!" Fang Yun smiled and bowed.

The officials bowed to Fang Yun one after another.

After becoming a great scholar, Li Wenying, the head of Jiangzhou officials, went out to hone his skills and never returned. Except for the governor of the state court, officials in Jiangzhou have been replaced many times.

Nowadays, the governor of Jiangzhou is Hanlin Chen Xibi, and the governor of the state is Hanlin Sai Zhixue who has just been transferred from Mizhou. In addition to these two senior officials, there are some fourth- or fifth-rank officials, who are either Sizheng, prefects or governors, most of whom are old acquaintances.

Feng Zimo, the governor of Yuhaicheng, was transferred to prefecture and was in charge of one area.

Several of them have sent visiting cards for Fang Yun, and have long been classified as Fang officials by the left-wing party.

Fang Yun chatted privately with these old friends in Jiangzhou for a while, and then talked with other major officials in Xiangzhou one by one, and finally mainly met with old scholars in Xiangzhou.

The old scholars in Xiangzhou include Jinshi, Hanlin and university scholars. They are either too old or just want to enjoy their old age. When the governor Dong Wencong came that day, he didn't invite many old scholars, but today many people came uninvited.

These old scholars have a great influence on Xiangzhou, and their disciples and descendants are all over Xiangzhou. If they join forces, their power will be greater than that of the governor Dong Wencong.

Most of the old people smiled when they saw Fang Yun, and were willing to talk to Fang Yun for a few more words. Some even wanted to match Fang Yun with a concubine. Only a few people looked cold.

In addition, there were some outstanding young scholars in Xiangzhou, and Fang Yun also received them cordially.

Before the literary meeting began, the atmosphere on the scene became very warm, which was completely different from the tense situation when welcoming Fang Yun before.

The flowery sedan chair was carried by everyone. Even those officials who opposed Jingguo congratulated Fang Yun sincerely at this moment, but after today, it would be another matter.

Not long after, Fang Yun sat in the main seat, and the governor Dong Wencong stood at the front of the banquet to preside over the literary meeting.

Dong Wencong first spoke eloquently, welcoming Fang Yun on behalf of all the people in Xiangzhou, and then fireworks were seen flying around Baling City, turning Baling at night into a city that never sleeps.

People cheered everywhere in Baling City.

Afterwards, Dong Wencong listed Fang Yun's achievements.

In a normal official's inauguration ceremony, the list of achievements is only a dozen sentences, but Dong Wencong never stopped once he started. From Tongsheng, Xiucai, Juren, Jinshi, Hanlin to Daxueshi, all kinds of achievements are countless.

When Dong Wencong was halfway through, an official smiled softly: "Those who know are listing the achievements of a governor, and those who don't know may think that it is listing the achievements of all governors in a country."

The people nearby nodded slightly, and then all looked at Fang Yun with envy.

It is said that the pursuit of scholars is to leave a name in history after death. Now that Fang Yun is still alive, he has already made great achievements that will shock future generations.

Because of the thundering words when listing the achievements, the whole Baling City was boiling from the first sentence, and people from all over the city cheered loudly and talked about it.

Fang Yun's popularity in Baling City soared at an incredible speed.

When others listed the achievements, the wine was still warm, but now when listing Fang Yun's achievements, all the dishes at the banquet were cold.

The early autumn evening breeze swept across the military review building, bringing the autumn comfort to the literary gathering.

After that, it was the normal process of the new literary gathering. After Fang Yun gave his speech, everyone started to eat and drink.

After eating for half a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun began to toast each table.

The atmosphere on the scene was very warm. Fang Yun was of high status but young, so the scholars set a rule that no one was allowed to use any force such as talent or literary courage to drive away the drunkenness, and then began to toast, in fact, to force Fang Yun to drink.

Since no one was allowed to use external force to drive away the drunkenness, a few people got drunk while drinking, and some officials began to say all kinds of drunken words.

"Fang... Fang Xusheng... As an official of Xiangzhou, I may... may oppose you, but as a scholar, I bow down to you! Do you know how to bow down? I'll give you one now!" The drunk Xiangzhou official was about to kneel down and bow on the spot. Fang Yun and the people next to him hurriedly pulled him away, and finally made him give up after much persuasion.

"Alas, Fang Xusheng's poems are so good! If he can write a new poem and give it to me, I will immediately become a disciple of Prince Ji and a lackey of the governor!"

"Nonsense! Fang Xusheng can bribe the Grand Secretary with a piece of poetry, but can't he bribe you, a Jinshi?"

"Grand Secretary? You are too...too underestimated Fang Xusheng. Do you believe me when I say he can bribe the great scholar? Do you believe me when I say he can bribe the half-saint?"

"It's really possible!"

Although most officials were drunk, they remained sober, but they spoke more casually than usual.

When everyone had almost finished drinking, Dong Wencong said with a red face and a tongue bursting with spring thunder: "Don't drink anymore, stop! Little guys from Baling, come and offer poems! I tell you in advance that Fang Xusheng is not going to go all out to write poems today. If you can surpass Xusheng in writing, this may be the only chance in your life! Seize it!"

After July, it is autumn, so the literary meeting requires autumn feelings and autumn scenery, and there is no limit to the rhyme.

After a while, young scholars from Xiangzhou came forward to write poems one after another.

The young scholars were a little nervous, after all, they were facing a great saint.

In the end, a total of thirty people came on stage to present poems, but only one person's talent was more than one foot higher, reaching the level of leaving the county.

The Xiangzhou officials present were very happy. If they didn't even leave the county, everyone would be very disappointed.

The person who wrote the poem leaving the county was selected as the champion. Fang Yun presented the champion with a Jinshi Wenbao, which made the poor scholar tremble with excitement.

The officials present were not surprised, and many people knew how rich Fang Yun's family was.

After a short rest, Dong Wencong stood up and said, "Please invite the governor to come forward and write poems!"

Fang Yun smiled and stood up, and then everyone in the audience stood up, and some drunk people cheered loudly, very happy.

Fang Yun walked in front of the crowd, holding the ink stick and gently grinding the ink. Before he picked up the pen, someone suddenly spoke.

"Fang Xusheng, at this critical moment of competing for the top position of the four great talents, this poem may have a bearing on whether you can become the top position of the four great talents. You must not take it lightly!"

Many people looked at the person who spoke in surprise. It was Nie Changju, the director of the Lisi Department of Xiangzhou.

Many officials looked unhappy.

The internal literary gathering of Xiangzhou was originally going well, but something went wrong at the last minute.

Nie Changju's words were nothing more than provocation. It would have been fine if he ignored them, but he deliberately said them at the literary gathering just to disgust people and make them unhappy.

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Someone else in the comment section said that Confucianism was the culprit for the decline of ancient China. I was too lazy to respond. After all, anyone who is slightly sober understands that Confucianism must have various shortcomings and must have limitations of the times. However, Confucianism at that time did represent the most advanced ideas of those times. It was not that he was too good, but that other ideas did have this or that kind of shortcomings. However, the person in the comment section cursed and said that no country would be destroyed if Confucianism was used. I couldn't stand it. Then I replied to the post and took the initiative to help him find evidence that Confucianism destroyed the world.

If you can't look at the problem in two parts, you will only get extreme conclusions.