The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"Brother Qiao is actually a hidden snow party!" Chen Lile, who was also a Jinshi in Shangshe, pretended to be angry.

"Ahem, I'm just telling the truth. I will never get involved in Xuemei's dispute. I think both snow and plum are beautiful!" Qiao Juze continued to be a good guy.

Li Wenying ignored others and looked at Fang Yun with a smile.

The others continued to persuade. Fang Yun looked at the sky. Inside the capital, it was still as clear as day and the sun was visible. However, it was far away from the capital and very dark. The dark clouds in the distance were light yellow, and the sky and the earth were covered with white snow. .

Fang Yun nodded slightly.

Many readers immediately smiled and respectfully waited for Fang Yun's poems.

Fang Yun glanced at everyone and sighed in his heart, his identity is indeed different now than before. Before, when I wrote poems and essays, others were just curious or looking forward to it, but now everyone is more respectful.

A powerful opponent of divine punishment, a sub-sage conferment, a Jinshi false sage, and a scholar who achieves a startling sage, any one of them is enough to make a true scholar respect him.

Fang Yun said slowly: "Mr. Jianmei will travel to ancient lands, but Fang Yun has nothing to offer, so he writes a poem as a gift. I hope that Duke Jianmei will have smooth sailing and return with success!"

Fang Yun said, putting down the baffle on his chest, taking out pen and ink from the book box, and writing slowly.

"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, the north wind blows wild geese and snow." After finishing writing, Fang Yun stopped writing and looked into the distance and thought.

This is not a school. Many people cannot see the talent on paper and whisper about it.

"The first sentence is good. At this moment, the sun is blocked by dark clouds stained with light yellow, and it is still dark even though it is daytime. Both the framing and the wording are excellent, as if they have been refined over time. I am afraid this is the legendary genius. "

"The second sentence... seems not good. We hear the north wind and see snow falling, but where are the wild geese? Generally speaking, the wild geese have left the north before it snows. How can the wind and snow blow to the wild geese?"

Some people froze in place, not knowing how to explain.

Li Wenying suddenly smiled and remained silent.

An old Hanlin brushed his beard and said with a smile: "The wild geese are so close in front of us, they are rebelling against the party!"

Everyone immediately understood that the wild goose in the article referred to Li Wenying and laughed.

"Yes, Fang Shizu really understood the true meaning of the poem, and this practical use is superb."

"The combination of virtuality and reality is quite picturesque, and it even more expresses the pain of parting."

"The artistic conception is good, but the poetry is average." Lao Hanlin, who explained before, told the truth.

When Fang Yun was reading Gao Shi's poems, he suspected that wild geese go south in August or September of the lunar calendar. It is rare for there to be heavy snow at this time, and even if there is, it is difficult for the poet to encounter it by chance. The so-called "north wind blowing wild geese" but there is heavy snowfall is actually an image created by the poet to refer to parting friends. Let the wild geese and the heavy snow be in the same sky, which makes the situation of friends even more obvious.

Many scholars felt sad. Li Wenying was being focused on by demons and barbarians. Going to the ancient land of the deserted city was bound to be very dangerous. But as a new scholar, he had to undergo some training. The ancient land of the deserted city was Li Wenying's own choice.

Fang Yun took up the pen and thought for a moment, then started writing again. The old Hanlin looked at Fang Yun expectantly. When Fang Yun wrote a word, he read a word.

"Don't worry if you have no friends in the future, no one in the world will know you!"

"Okay!" Old Hanlin raised his hand, found that there was no table around him, and slapped his thigh hard!

"The wonderful turning point in this poem can be called miraculous. The first two lines describe the clouds and the wild geese flying in the wind and snow. The last two lines, I thought Fang Yun would be complaining or sad, but at most they were insincere comfort, but who knew these two lines It’s like a red sun rising over the sea, spreading thousands of miles, it’s really magical!”

"What a saying, 'Don't worry about the road without friends, and no one in the world will know you'! Although it is not a strong line of poetry, it is full of heroism and excitement. The true feelings in these two lines of poetry are enough to break through the wind and snow!"

"Fang Yun is really powerful! He speaks the truth in one word! Although Lord Jianmei is now like a wild goose flying southward, there is no need to worry. When he goes to the ancient land of the deserted city, which scholar is not willing to help him? Lord Jianmei's trip must be full of surprises. risk!"

"Even if some people were unwilling to help Duke Jianmei before, now with this poem, they will definitely help! Who doesn't want to be Duke Jianmei's confidant? Who doesn't want the world to know that the true scholars of our human race will never neglect the heroes! All the saints can For Fang Yun to wake up, how can we living people abandon Li Wenying!"

"This poem is bound to be famous in the state, and it is not far from being able to conquer the country. As long as it is spread a little, it will surely conquer the country!"

"Of course, not to mention anything else, just the friendship contained in the last two lines can save the country! This is what heroes cherish heroes. Only Fang Xusheng can have this feeling, and only Jianmei Gong is qualified to receive this poem!"

"The last two sentences are so impactful and reverberating constantly that they make me feel excited. I wish I could take the opportunity to go to the ancient land of the deserted city to kill demons and savages, search for my close friends, and let everyone in the world know about me!"

"Fang Yun's poems and Xu Sheng's mind are worthy of the name! Worthy of the name!"

Many readers have praised it, but the last two sentences are mediocre, but upon closer inspection, they are indeed extraordinary and heroic, and it is a unique poem among farewell poems.

Fang Yun didn't understand this poem before, and he never thought of using this poem to say goodbye to Chang Dongyun. It can be seen that when Li Wenying was about to leave, he naturally thought "Don't worry about the road ahead without friends, and no one in the world will know you." Jun".

"Wen Ying is worthy of this poem!" a bachelor said.

Fang Yun wrote the title of the poem "Farewell Li Wenying", held it up with both hands, and handed it to Li Wenying.

Li Wenying also took it with both hands and watched it carefully.

"What a poem! I will definitely not let this poem get dusty. Not only will people in the world know me, Li Wenying, but also hundreds of millions of demons and barbarians will know my name, Li Wenying! There are thousands of farewell poems, but I love this one the most!"

Li Wenying carefully folded up this page of poems and put them into the Hanhu shell. He looked at Fang Yun with satisfaction and said, "You don't need to write any other poems for tomorrow's Xuemei Literary Reunion. This one, "Farewell to Li Wenying in the Snow," should be You contributed poems to the Xuemei Literary Society!”

After Li Wenying finished speaking, he laughed and flew towards the sky with his feet on the white clouds. Wherever he went, the dark clouds parted and the heavy snow moved away.

Fang Yun rolled his eyes at Li Wenying, and before leaving, he did not forget to let the snow be the orthodoxy of winter.

When Li Wenying's back disappeared in the snowy sky, the hundreds of people who came to see him off turned around and walked back into the city. As they walked, they continued to appreciate the poem. Some people speculated how long it would take for the poem to conquer the country. Some said it could be up to three years. Days, some say up to a month.

Suddenly, a dragon roar spread throughout the capital.

"Fang Yun! Where did you die? Go home quickly! If you don't go home after the exam, where will you fool around? Can you still live a good life!"

"Ahem, everyone, I'll take my leave first." After Fang Yun finished speaking, he hurriedly got into the carriage and drove towards the capital.

Jingguo's students looked at Fang Yun's carriage with eyes full of respect.

Gongyang Yu, a Jinshi scholar from Shangshe, said: "It's great to see Fang Yun alive."

"Yesterday, we were really frightened. The Moon Tree Divine Punishment was unbelievably terrifying. Who knew Fang Yun could survive it in the end? This is the destiny of a lucky person!"

"Have you heard? Dongsheng used the Half-Saint Wenbao Jinglong Pen to project the power of half of the Divine Punishment Spear into the center of the grass barbarian. With the help of several Half-Saints, he killed two barbarians in a row. Saints and tens of millions of demons and barbarians.”

"This is exciting news, how could you not know it! It is said that not only the two saints of the grass and barbarians have a problem, but also the demon world has a big problem. First, tens of thousands of elite saint clan demon commanders died in the tree of heaven, and later even the lion clan leaders The Saint was also severely injured and is recovering in an unknown place. As for the ordinary half-Saints, it is difficult for them to regain their peak strength within a year because of the Moon Tree Divine Punishment!

"I got news from the army that the three barbarians originally wanted to launch a large-scale attack in the past two days, but now that their vitality is severely weakened, they will never have the energy to invade the borders of our ten countries."

"Marquis Fang Wen's contribution is too great. This time the divine punishment failed, all the previous achievements of the demon barbarian were wasted, and our human race only lost one semi-sacred cultural treasure. It is clear who wins and who loses."

"Alas, it's a pity that Dongsheng is gone. He only has one semi-sage cultural treasure. Without the Dragon-Starting Pen, he only relies on the Holy Book, and his strength is greatly reduced."

"Only Master Dongsheng is willing to do this. If he were replaced by another Half-Saint, he would only leave the Half-Saint cultural treasure to future generations, instead of exchanging the lives of two Half-Saints. I hope that Master Dongsheng can get a new Half-Saint in the future Wen Bao."

"Although the more Semi-Saint Treasures the better, just one that connects with one's mind is good. Master Dongsheng may be able to find a new Semi-Saint Treasure, but it may not be the power of the Holy Way that he likes, so naturally it will be difficult to connect with one's mind."

"I'm just waiting for the results to be released tomorrow. I hope I can learn the essays that startle the saints."

"I'm even more looking forward to the Xuemei Wenhui in the future. Think about it, Jianmei Gong treated Xue's farewell poem as Fang Yun's work for participating in the Xuemei Wenhui. Is it okay for Wen Xiang to know about this? Wen Xiang will definitely force Fang Yun to write A poem about plum blossoms surpasses "Farewell to Li Wenying"!

"Haha, yes, there will definitely be something good to watch tomorrow! I want to see how Fang Yun defeats Xuemei Wenhui in the end."

"You guys really don't prioritize. The really important things are the Jinshi Spring Hunt after the year and the Fang Yunwen battle to recapture Xiangzhou! If I were the Qingguo royal family, I would never lose face and just return Xiangzhou directly. "

"Qingguo will definitely send people to obstruct it. It is a state with tens of millions of people living in it, and it is separated from the Yangtze River. Once our country, Jingguo, takes back Xiangzhou, Qingguo will continue to have trouble sleeping and eating, and will find ways to uproot Xiangzhou's roots. A fish bone stuck in the throat.”

"Well, I hope these things will not affect Fang's luck. I would also like to see his performance in the palace examination to become the acting county magistrate. If he can really be consistent with his words and deeds, he will definitely be able to govern a county so that the doors are not closed at night and the streets are not picked up."

"When you say this, I am more curious about where Fang Yun will go in the palace examination and whether he can become a qualified county magistrate. He is the former Four Saints. If he becomes a Hanlin before the end of the palace examination, although there is no Hanlin before the Saint, It is no exaggeration to say that he is a former Hanlin!"

"Stop talking, Marquis Fang Wen is so amazing. His level of magic is always beyond our imagination."

"By the way, the evaluation before the palace examination is only for one county, one prefecture, one state or one country, while the palace examination evaluation is based on the comments of all the Jinshi who participated in the palace examination from ten countries. Do you think Fang Yun will create something like this? Is it possible to get a top grade in the imperial examination?”

"Are you suffering from heart failure? The palace examination evaluation not only covers government affairs and education, but also military affairs, engineering, medical books, etc. I don't believe that Fang Yun can surpass other Jinshi in all aspects. Don't forget, there will definitely be someone this year Jinshi from the All Saints family participates in the palace examination. Do you want Fang Yun to compete with the Mohist family for water conservancy? Or compete with the military strategist for military affairs?

"That's true..."