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The people of Qingguo and Guguo deliberately exalted Zhang Longxiang, but did not belittle Fang Yun, while the people of Jingguo exalted Fang Yun and did not belittle Zhang Longxiang, as for the other scholars, they stood in their own perspective, or liked Zhang Longxiang, or liked Fang Yun.

Because Qingjun and Zong Wuyuan had suffered a secret loss before, and the people of Qingguo talked about poetry until the end, the atmosphere of the banquet was extremely harmonious.

After chatting for a long time, everything that should be said is almost done, and someone proposed to let Fang run the poem, after all, Zhang Longxiang has already written two poems today.

Fang Yun replied with a smile that when he saw Zhang Longxiang, he would inevitably pick up the pen and prevaricate.

Time passed slowly, and at about four o'clock in the afternoon, the banquet was basically over, and the Yueyang upstairs had been cleaned up.

Dong Wencong walked over and informed the guests at each table one by one that a quarter of an hour before sunset, please go downstairs and go to the seats downstairs in Yueyang, which is upstairs in Yueyang, and finally left it to Fang Yun and Zhang Longxiang Wenbi.

Everyone is still sitting at the table, or standing on the edge of the city tower to look at the world from afar, and there are a few great Confucian poets who are flourishing, regardless of the fact that the literary meeting has not started, and compose poems on the spot, which has been praised by the readers outside the Yueyang Tower.

Fang Yun has been sitting in his seat to recuperate, he holds the official seal of King Ji, he can look down on the whole city from a high altitude, no matter what happens outside Yueyang Tower, he can't hide from his eyes.

Approaching five o'clock, Fang Yun suddenly smiled slightly.

Jiang Hechuan on the side was cultivating, his eyes contained a clear sky, constantly changing, his gaze did not change, but he said: "The Wenhui has not started, it is quite boring, if you find something good, come and listen." ”

The Confucians present were near or far, but they all had the terrifying ability to see thousands of miles and hear a city, and they paid attention to Fang Yun openly or covertly.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "It's nothing, Lord Zuo Xiang arrived in civilian clothes and just went ashore." ”

Liu Shan is the practitioner of the Zongsheng, and his status is respected, even if the Zongjia family sees it, they will respect it like the son of the Zongsheng, and the descendants of Zongwuyuan and other juniors need to bow first.

Some people either stood by the city wall and searched, or their minds were volleying in the air, looking down and looking for Willow Mountain.

Jiang Hechuan heard Liu Shan coming in civilian clothes, and smiled: "Interesting." ”

Zong Wuyuan and other Qingguo people's expressions have changed slightly, the relationship between Liu Shan and the Zong family is already well known, if he arrives here in a clerical uniform or the official mansion, he will inevitably be invited to Yueyang Upstairs or a seat, then his identity will become delicate, neither can support Zhang Longxiang, nor can he support Fang Yun, wearing civilian clothes seems to be the best choice.

However, thinking about it at a deeper level, Liu Shan wore civilian clothes this time, because he had no confidence in Qingguo, if Liu Shan believed that Zhang Longxiang would win this time, he could completely obstruct Fang Yun with the body of Zuo Xiang and help the Zong family and Qingguo.

Fang Yun, Jiang Hechuan and the others thought of another possibility, this time Qingjun and the Zong family's actions may not have been fully explained to Liu Shan, causing Liu Shan to have some concerns. Of course, it is not excluded that Liu Shan is cunning and has other means.

When the sun was about to set and the moon was about to rise, all the people on Yueyang Tower walked down the city wall and walked outside the city wall.

When these great Confucian monarchs came out, everyone at the Wenhui stood up.

More than 3.7 million people are on the grass and beach outside Yueyang Tower.

Downstairs in Yueyang, there is a high platform, and before the high platform, the seats are distributed in turn.

Seat A is one person, each person has a square table in front of them, according to the distribution of the country, as long as these people look up slightly, they can see the people on the Yueyang Tower, and even hear the words above.

When these kings and great Confucians sat down, the scholars on seat B sat down, starting from seat B, they were not single people at a single table, then seat C sat down, and finally the characters in seat D and the last seat sat down.

In an ordinary corner of the C seat, there sat some young scholars, all of whom were jinshi.

Not far away, some people pointed at the two tables of readers.

"Look there, it's obviously just a jinshi, but sitting on the C seat, I'm afraid it's not small. ”

"What is not small, it is nothing more than some family gentlemen, if it is not a disciple of the family, how can Jinshi be with Hanlin?"

"Take a closer look at one of them, it's Yan Yukong! these people are all Fang Xusheng's friends of the Holy Ruins!"

"Ahem......" The person before was extremely embarrassed.

During the banquet, Li Fanming kicked the big rabbit away, and said to the friends nearby with a smile: "Thanks to Fang Yunwen than Zhang Longxiang, otherwise our Shengxu brothers would be able to get together again in some years and months, come, have a drink." ”

Everyone drank it all, and Hua Yuqing said: "We have finished the cultivation of the Holy Academy and are going our separate ways, but now that the consumption of the literary world channel has decreased, it is not difficult to meet once in two years." That one isn't easy to see, though. Hua Yuqing said, gently picking her chin and motioning for everyone to look ahead.

Everyone looked at it, and Hua Yuqing was referring to Fang Yun.

"No way, if I can shoulder the danger of the Terrans in fifty years, then he has already affected the rise and fall of the Terrans now. We are still learning, accumulating, and grinding, and what he is doing now, we may not be able to do even at the peak. He's busy, so let him go. ”

"Definitely. He is just a literary comparison, and he provokes all the heroes from all over the world to gather here, and I am afraid that I will not be able to do it in this life. ”

"It's just that he's not easy now, this time the undercurrent of the meeting is surging, and I guess you can guess one or two. ”

"A group of flies and dogs are Xiaoxiao, how can they be Fang Yun's opponents!"

"Look, Fang Yun stood up. ”

The last edge of the sun sinks to the west, leaving clouds in the sky.

The star Wenqu hangs high in the center, replacing the sun as the brightest star in the sky.

The sky in the east was the darkest, but a ray of silver light rose at an extremely slow speed and quickly grew larger.

The sun is sinking and the moon is rising, and the hour has come.

From the sky, the city wall in the west of Baling City is divided inside and outside, and Yueyang Tower, as the central city tower of the west city wall, stands between heaven and earth.

Downstairs in Yueyang, the seats of the Cultural Society have spread outward one after another, forming a fan-shaped venue to accommodate all the elites participating in the Cultural Society.

Behind the last seat, in the meadow, many people sit on benches, numbering more than a million, and in the outskirts, a large number of people stand or sit on the ground, stretching from the meadow to the beach by the river.

The open space between the Yangtze River and Yueyang Tower has been occupied by a crowd of black oppressors.

The water of the Yangtze River is clear and shining, and the countless temporary sea eyes on the river surface have dissipated, and many water demons are floating on the water in a neat line, looking at the people downstairs in Yueyang with full of spiritual eyes, looking at Fang Yun.

Not only did the water demons in the waters of Wenxing Longjue's fiefdom surface, but from a distance, the water surface of Dongting Lake and the water surface of the Yangtze River in the distance were densely packed with water demons.

The Dongting Jiaowang also showed half of his head from the water and looked at Yueyang Tower from afar.

After Fang Yun got up, people from all over the venue quickly realized that in front of Yueyang Tower, where more than three million human races and tens of millions of water demons had gathered, there was no sound in front of it.

"Yueyang Tower Mid-Autumn Festival, start!"

Fang Yun's tongue bloomed and the spring thunder spread thousands of miles.

. (To be continued.) )