"Ghosts also have feelings. Yan Yukong was the first to read it and handed out the last page.

Everyone watched it one after another, and many people were still immersed in the love story of Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen.

In the Shengyuan Continent, novelists are not taken seriously, and even if there are novels, most of them are mainly edified, such as the previous "Legend of the West Chamber" and "The Legend of the White Snake", although there are also educational ideas, but generally speaking, they are mainly stories, so they are popular with the world, and the sales are amazing.

"The story of "A Chinese Ghost Story" is no less than "The Legend of the West Chamber" and "The Legend of the White Snake", and Fang Yun has the ability to revive the novelist. Jia Jing'an said.

Tang Da's shopkeeper suddenly said: "Since the matter of the turtle demon has been lifted, why don't you write a "Biography of the White Snake", record the real things about the scholar and the white snake, and pass it on to future generations?"

Fang Yundao: "Okay, then I will write a postquel and publish it together with the "Legend of the White Snake" printed in the future." ”

Fang Yun returned to the house and wrote a more than 2,000-word "The Legend of the White Snake" and handed it to the shopkeeper of Tang, who left quickly with three manuscripts, saying that it would be published all over the country at the same time tomorrow!

Fang Yun knew that he could do it with the ability of Xuanting Books, but he didn't care about the time of publication.

In the evening, Fang Yun and his friends went to Wangjiang Tower to participate in the celebration banquet.

Everyone thought that Fang Yun would write a good poem at the celebration banquet, but Fang Yun said that today was just a celebration and reparation, and he didn't write a poem, so everyone had to give up.

Wangjiang Tower is a famous restaurant in Dayuan Mansion, many literati and ink writers left their names in this building, and today because Fang Yun contracted the entire restaurant, all the literati with status in Dayuan Mansion came to congratulate.

I don't know who told Fang Yun about the banquet in Wangjiang Tower, which attracted a large number of literati in Dayuan City to come uninvited, so that more and more people in Wangjiang Tower, so the whole Wangjiang Tower unconsciously evolved into a literary meeting.

Fang Yun made up his mind to keep a low profile today, first announced that he would not write poetry today, and then said that he would not write poetry today, and he would be divided into two competitions: Xiucai and Juren. The first place in each game will get one of his character couplets, the second place will get 1,000 taels of silver, and the third place will get 500 taels.

Fang Yun's things in the drinking river are polarized, either all kinds of extremely valuable items, such as Jinshi Wenbao, mysterious stones, etc., or all kinds of ordinary utensils, and now there is really no way to come up with a suitable color head, only a thousand taels of silver.

Fang Yun said that this thing was not valuable, but ordinary Xiucai said that a thousand taels of silver was a huge amount of money, not to mention Fang Yun's handwritten couplet.

in Jiangzhou. Especially in Dayuan Mansion and Yuhai Mansion, many superstitious old people regard Fang Yun as a Wenqu star, and thousands of families have set up tablets for Fang Yun, and visit once in the morning and evening, praying that their children and grandchildren can be blessed by Fang Yun and be admitted to the examination.

One passed ten, ten passed hundred, more Xiucai raised people to come to Wangjiang Tower, and finally there were too many people in the whole Wangjiang Tower. Those scholars who had finished writing the poems had no choice but to leave and wait outside the door for the final result.

In the middle of the night, everyone rated the top three talents and lifters.

"Please Fang Wenhou to give you the word couplet!" After Governor Sun, who was presiding over the meeting, finished speaking, Fang Yun walked down from the second floor. The people crowded on the stairs stood to the side to make way, and the people below gave way to the center of the main hall.

The main hall was blocked by Xiucai and lifters, and many people outside the door craned their necks to look in, and the outermost people had to jump up to look.

Fang Yun came to the table in the middle. Throwing hands to people everywhere, pen, ink and paper are ready, and the paper for ligatures is also divided into three types: long, medium and short. Whatever you choose.

Fang Yun picked up the pen, looked around, and said, "Everyone has seen what has happened in the past few days, and everyone must support someone from our side if they can come here." Those who want me to give up the exam probably don't come with such a thick skin. ”

The crowd chuckled.

"When I was playing the bitter meat trick, everything that happened in the outside world was clear, and it was a good grind for me. Thank you to those who attacked me, because you made me stronger and stronger!"

Applause.

"I have a lot of emotions in the past few days, and I have a lot to say, but since there are too many, I will not say it, and write a couplet to express my gratitude to you!"

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he picked up the pen and wrote down two couplets.

The cold years know the pines and cypresses, and the adversity sees the truth.

The road knows the horsepower, and the people will see it for a long time.

This couplet is not a couplet, but the truth contained in it is extremely true, everyone is a sigh after looking at it, indeed, the holy pen review and other events are the truth of the tribulation, it is the long-term see of the people's hearts.

These words are not very esoteric, but they are true.

Many elderly people chew on these words carefully, and feel more and more reasonable, especially the first sentence is a simplification of Confucius's words.

Fang Yun wrote again, one for the leader of Xiucai, and the other for the leader of the lifter, and then everyone cheered loudly.

In the middle of the night, the celebration banquet ended, the scholars were reluctant to leave, and many people exchanged famous thorns, and the famous thorns received by Fang Yun were piled up in a place of drinking Jiangbei, which was half a person high.

With the Famous Thorns, you can send urgent messages to their owners, and you can also use them to visit their friends directly, which is one of the main ways to broaden your network.

On the way home, Fang Yun received a letter from Chen Xibi.

"The small prince of King Kang's family sent a letter asking why the head of the house, Yu, was detained. I have already reported to the Governor of Lu, and the Governor of Lu said that the nobles are not allowed to interfere in politics, and if the prince of the small country dares to do this again, he will definitely go to the chapter to participate in his book. ”

Fang Yun sat in the carriage and pondered.

King Kang had many children, but only two princes had extremely high status, and the others had almost no power.

One is the son of King Kang, who was born to the previous princess of King Kang and is the legal heir of King Kang, but his mother has passed away.

The other is Xiao Guogong, he was born to the new princess of King Kang, and the new princess is a person from the Lian Sheng family, Xiao Guogong is the grandson of today's Lian Sheng family, with a prominent status, not just an ordinary noble, but also a learned person.

Fang Yun didn't expect Xiao Guogong to be so shrewd, with his identity, he could have passed on a letter to ask for release, but he just asked, this is actually no different from asking for release, but he can avoid the reproach of the imperial historians of the Supervision Yuan. And Lu Hongyi's reaction was a bit excessive, and he shouldn't have said it so directly.

Chen Xibi sent a message, obviously worried about the power of Xiao Guogong, and asked whether to let go of Guan Changyu.

Fang Yun replied: "I won't release anyone until I close him for a month!"

It didn't take long for Cai He to send a message.

"An old friend sent me a book, hoping that I would persuade you to let go of Guan Changyu and give Xiao Guogong a face. What do you think?"

"He wants to save face, and I don't want it? Dare to rob me of the longevity fruit, that's the price! Unless Guan Chang Yu's elders come to the door in person to admit their mistakes, there is absolutely no room for maneuver in this matter!" Fang Yun's reply was unceremoniously.

Cai He read Fang Yun's reply and sighed lightly.

Wenxiang Jiang Hechuan sat cross-legged by the river, his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were white, and his long silver-white hair was scattered behind him, looking like a mortal.

"He refused?" Jiang Hechuan said with his eyes closed.

"Yes. Alas, trifles. Why not quarrel with the grandson of the head of the Lian family. ”

"So he will go farther than you in the future! If he is a child, when he is a talent, will he dare to do this?"

He didn't dare to mess with such people at that time. ”

"If you don't change when it comes to lifting people, you won't have a chance in the future. Good. This son is better than you. ”

Cai He complained: "I'm your student, and I finally carried a five-hundred-pound table to you, why do you boast that outsiders are here?"

"Don't talk nonsense, continue to realize the Enlightenment River!" Wen Xiang waved his hand, Cai He's back was hit by an invisible force, and his body involuntarily rushed forward and planted into the Enlightenment River.

Cai He squatted waist-deep in the river. Showing his head and looking at Jiang Hechuan with his eyes closed aggrievedly, only these disciples of their own family knew that this highly respected Wenxiang would never be soft when it came to educating disciples.

"I'll keep the good things that have luck in the future!" Cai He thought to himself.

Because tomorrow I will go up to the Book Mountain. Fang Yun didn't drink a drop of wine, and when he got home, he read as usual.

Reading before becoming a child is more boring, and it tests people's endurance. But the higher the level, the stronger the feeling of reading.

Now, every time Fang Yun comprehends new knowledge, he will have an extremely comfortable feeling in his spirit. It's like getting baptized in the soul.

At a certain point, the feeling is no longer strong, but becomes as mellow and long-lasting as fine wine, even slightly drunk.

Every realization is like a spiritual transformation.

After reading the book, Fang Yun went to bed early, and after sleeping for two hours, the sky brightened, and he got up to wash and eat.

Those friends of the holy ruins came one after another and went to the academy together.

The front of the Academy of Literature is still lively, but it is much worse than the day of the imperial examination.

Fang Yun said goodbye to his friend and entered the State Academy of Literature.

Whoever was after the twenty people on the list of lifters, when they saw Fang Yun extremely respectfully, he was either called Wenhou or Brother Fang, and his gratitude was overflowing.

When the hour came, the crowd entered the main hall of the temple.

The main hall gate was then closed.

It was dark and bright in front of him, and Fang Yun couldn't help blinking his eyes and saw a familiar scene.

At the foot is a green meadow, and in front of it is a small river, and on the opposite side of the river are nine green hills, each higher than the other. The sky in the distance was blue, and the sky after the Great Confucian used his strength to sweep away the dust before the foreign monarch entered the capital was no more than that.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, but then showed a confused look, not allowing others to see that he still remembered Shushan.

More than 30,000 lifters stood on the turquoise lawn, and some of the lifters who couldn't hold their breath shouted and kept touching their bodies, but most of them were silent and looked around carefully.

The vast majority of people were vigilant, but suddenly one of them said loudly with a spring thunder on his tongue: "Where is Fang Zhenguo?"

Most of Fang Yun's surroundings were people from Jingguo, and they subconsciously moved closer to Fang Yun, protecting Fang Yun and facing that person.

Without waiting for Fang Yun to speak, a lifter said loudly: "What are you looking for Fang Wenhou?"

"Jingguo accent?haha, naturally thank him! Our Sizhou admitted 500 people, Shushan originally only took 100 people, I just ranked 1001, if there is no luck, I also hope to enter Shushan in my life, naturally I want to thank this great benefactor!"

Jingguo's people looked back at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun smiled and arched his hand at the man, and said, "Fang Yun is here, Brother Tai wants to thank you, and you should also thank the saints, so they can say it." ”

The big man bent down to Fang Yun in a serious manner, and then said: "Qiguo Sizhou Qu Zhengxiang, thank you Fang Yun!" (to be continued......)