Chapter 1485: Boating on the Pearl River
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After Fang Yun scolded the Marquis of Lumen, many young students in Zhucheng launched their solidarity at the junction of the southern city and the northern city, believing that they could not be convicted by virtue of poetry and writing, and as for scolding the Marquis of Lumen, it was a personal vendetta of the Wenhui, not a battlefield business, and the Marquis of Lumen should not announce a personal vendetta and a grounding.
After all, Zhang Longxiang was imprisoned for ten years, and he was repeatedly suppressed as soon as he got out of prison, and his heart was sad and indignant, and it was understandable that he was occasionally wild and uninhibited.
However, the voice of helping Zhang Longxiang in Chu was suppressed, and the call for punishment became louder and louder.
With the passage of time, the king of Chu has not expressed his position for a long time, and the head of the highest civil official under the king of Chu and the head of the military attache, the chief of the prime minister, has never officially spoken, it is rumored that the imperial captain of the dynasty has fought side by side with Zhang Wankong, and he likes to be a bloody scholar the most, Zhang Longxiang's arrogant behavior, and he has a very good appetite for the captain.
The prime minister of Chu State was the opposite, and he was courteous everywhere, but after hearing about Zhang Longxiang's godson a few days ago, he personally praised Zhang Longxiang for having the style of a famous man.
The prime minister and the lieutenant did not speak, and the other officials did not chase and fight, only the imperial historians of the imperial history platform continued to write books, which was their own priority.
Scholars from all over the country speculated about the intentions of the high-level of the imperial court, and soon found out that Zhang Longxiang no matter what, except for the suspicion of reversing the species, the rest of his words and deeds were nothing more than unfair things, and it was not a crime for a person of the status of the Marquis of Zhujiang, so even the king of Chu did not come forward to convict him.
Subsequently, these scholars also realized that Zhang Longxiang did this, in addition to venting, the more important purpose was to win the name of the literature, so that the king of Chu and other hostile forces would throw a mouse, in case of attracting the intervention of the Holy Court, the king of Chu would inevitably lose his wisdom, and other countries would exert their strength again, and they might even be forced to abdicate.
Things slowly cooled down, but many readers wanted to know Zhang Longxiang's current situation, so the readers in Zhucheng kept spreading the news of Fang Yun.
"The Marquis of Zhujiang lives outside the Marshal's Mansion, and has been grounded for three days, and there has been no movement. ”
On the fourth day there were no visions, but a few generals talked to him across the wall. ”
"Something happened! Zhenguo vision! Sadness sounded, but unfortunately Zhang Mingzhou didn't seem to want people to know what he wrote, only vision, didn't hear poetry, and didn't even be on the literary list. It seems that he doesn't know what poems he wrote, but he hasn't written the last pen, so the poems are not alive!"
The literary circles immediately fell into a heated discussion, and they all wanted to know why Zhang Longxiang was sad.
Due to the popularity and heated discussion of the article published on the list, several young people in Zhujiang City actually came to Fang Yun's residence every morning and borrowed tables and chairs from nearby military families to sit there.
Most of them were reading, occasionally putting down their books and chatting, talking about poetry and papers, and once there was any change in Fang Yun's residence, they immediately held the official seal in their hands and reported what happened to the top of the list as soon as possible.
After all, after posting useful information on the list, there is a chance to get literary ink, which is very useful.
Time passed day by day, and on the eleventh day after the grounding order of Lumen Hou was issued, not only those few lifters, but also many scholars in Zhucheng were guarding the door.
The door creaked open, and the carriage dedicated to Fang Yun slowly drove out, and the readers present suddenly became excited, their eyes widened, for fear of missing something, and some people hurriedly posted articles on the list.
"The lockdown is over! Zhang Mingzhou's carriage came out and stopped in front of the main gate, it seems that he will come out soon!"
"Ten days have come, Zhang Longxiang has come out! However, his eyes were dim, his face was gray, and he got into the carriage!"
"Zhang Mingzhou is so miserable, he was framed for ten years, not to mention, and he was guarded like a thief, and in the end he was punished for writing a few poems, I am a great Chu country...... Alas......"
"If Zhang Wankong is really a reverse seed, if the King of Chu doesn't do it, the Great Confucian Palace will also do it. If the Great Confucian Hall doesn't do it, the Holy Courtyard and all the saints will do it! Some people on the list have already analyzed it clearly, the possibility that Zhang Wankong is a reverse species is less than one percent, and Zhang Longxiang is definitely not a reverse species!"
"When the Wankong Scholar was here, what was the style of our Zhucheng? Back then, Scholar Zhang was likely to recover the entire south! When he disappeared, the Lianshan Pass was immediately breached by the barbarians, and the barbarians were still showing off their might outside the Pearl River City a few years ago, what can they do to them?"
"Yes, so the people in Zhucheng still think that someone is persecuting Zhang Wankong. When Scholar Zhang was there, Zhucheng was clear, and now it is ...... Hehe, don't say it!"
"Zhang Mingzhou, there is a big grievance!"
The crowd sighed.
Seeing Fang Yun under the gaze of everyone, he boarded the carriage quite lost.
The carriage headed north of the city.
Numerous people followed.
The carriage moved slowly and soon after, stopped at the Pearl River in the north of the city.
Fang Yun got out of the carriage and slowly walked towards a dock.
On the bank of the Pearl River, there are neat willow trees, behind the willow trees is the flood control embankment, there are steps between the embankments, Fang Yun steps down the stairs, and sees the vast river in front of him, the river is green, the white waves are bursting, and occasionally there is a little green duckweed drifting with the waves.
The water tribe has been withdrawn, and the boats on the river come and go, and as far as the eye can see, you can still see Pengcheng on the opposite side.
Fang Yun turned his head to look to the right, where was the mouth of the Pearl River, which was commonly known as the place of Lingdingyang.
Fang Yun came to a wharf, rented a small canopy boat for money, and then asked the captain to send him to Lingding Ocean.
The captain took five taels of silver and blossomed, and without saying a word, he held a wooden oar against the dock and kept the boat away from the riverbank.
The captain rowed the boat, gradually moving away, while Fang Yun lay on his back on the boat, closed his eyes, enjoying the light of the sun, listening to the sound of the river and the rowing of the wooden oars, as well as the fine and dense noise in the distance, his expression was slowly soothing.
After a while, a slight arc appeared at the corner of Fang Yun's mouth.
The captain was also very happy to see that the guests were happy, and that he had received so much money, so he sang loudly the songs of the boatmen and fishermen.
The scholar who followed Fang Yun stood on the shore, looking at the awning boat that was drifting away, hesitating.
Soon, the four scholars teamed up to rent a canopy boat, and let the captain follow Fang Yun's boat from afar.
Some people started, and the rest followed suit, and dozens of canopy boats sailed towards Lingding Yang.
The canopy boat soon left the Pearl River and entered the range of the Lingding Ocean.
On the clear water, between the blue sky and the blue sea, a canopy boat moves forward, and dozens of boats follow, which is beautiful and picturesque.
Fang Yun had been lying on his back on the water, enjoying the rare tranquility.
An hour later, there was a sudden wind, followed by dark clouds in the sky and an intensification of the waves.
"It's windy, I'll look back. "Justice.
"Okay!" Fang Yun said.
The ship then turned around and headed towards the pier.
A quarter of an hour later, a thunderclap sounded in the sky, and rain poured down.
Fang Yun was still lying, letting the rain fall on his face.
"Alas......"
After a while, Fang Yun let out a long sigh and sat back in the awning boat, looking out a little dejectedly.
Many readers found that Fang Yun's face was gloomy, sighing, and talking in a low voice.
(To be continued.) )