When night falls, the lights are on, and the full moon hangs in the sky.

There are many night pearls of the Dragon Palace in the Xuegong Square, and the largest one is above the high platform of the Wenhui, illuminating everything within a radius of three miles as if it were day.

All the streets leading to the school palace were blocked by dense people, the water could not be passed, and even the rooftops were crowded with people.

For the people of Kongcheng, coming to the cultural meeting with a family is the biggest reunion.

The high platform of Wenhui is very simple, it is a six-foot high platform, the tables and chairs in front of the platform are already full of guests, and the round table in front of it is either a great Confucian, or a scholar, or a child of a family, or a relative of the emperor.

There was a table where only four people were seated, but it was one of the focal points of the audience, because the four talents of this generation gathered.

In addition to the four great talents, the tables that belonged to the saint families also attracted the attention of many people.

On the contrary, few people pay attention to those great Confucians, because they have a restrained temperament, and if you don't look closely, you can't see that they are special.

Those scholars with higher academic qualifications paid more attention to these great Confucians, and some of them stared at the table that belonged to the Meng family.

A luxurious Wuhou car stood there, and the fierce monarch Meng Lintang was sitting on it.

The umbrella on the Wuhou car was replaced with a black canopy, and the original pure solid wood shape was also painted, which looked more elegant, making people ignore the fierce reputation of the Wuhou car coming and going freely in the army.

Fang Yun looked at the Wuhou car, for hundreds of years, the Shengyuan Continent has been reciting the story of Zhuge Liang, he rode in the Wuhou car, the lupine scarf, and the image of talking and laughing freely is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even the great Confucians who do not admire the name are also very fond of the Wuhou car, not to mention that the Wenbao Wuhou car has a strong ability.

Fang Yun was also looking at the people in Wuhou's car.

The fierce monarch has a square face and a wide forehead, thick eyebrows, deep-set eye sockets, and a huge hooked nose that is extremely eye-catching. His gaze was like a lion, his momentum was like a tiger, and just sitting there casually made everyone around him breathless, even a few ordinary bachelors felt depressed.

Unlike most scholars who like to wear scholar's robes, he wears a pale gold dragon scale armor, which is not as bright as the honor guard gold armor, but everyone who sees the armor will feel a surging force from it, as if a giant dragon will rush out at any moment.

Fang Yun could see at a glance that it was a true dragon dragon scale at the level of the Great Demon King. One piece of armor can be exchanged for one city.

Fang Yun's eyes fell on the carved bamboo pen holder on the table of Wuhou's car, there were four pens in the pen holder, each pen was rippling with talent, and the talent on one pen was not even less than the dragon scales of the great demon king, it was a great Confucian treasure.

And Wenbao, which is similar to the breath of the pen, there are three pieces on the table, a paperweight, a pen holder, and an ink inkstone. All of them are great Confucian treasures.

Two words popped up in Fang Yun's mind, local tyrant.

Although the fierce king's gaze was facing the high platform, it was slightly upward, and swept over the high platform. Looking at the sky, he didn't actually put anything in his eyes.

The people of the Meng family who were at the same table with him, whether they were juniors, peers or elders, were all very nervous. Someone even secretly looked him in the eye, full of envy and awe.

Every time he blinked, a blood-colored meteor crossed each of his eyes. And the light of the meteor is unpredictable, composed of countless battlefield battles, and it is extraordinary.

From beginning to end, the fierce monarch maintained the posture of looking at the top of the Wenhui platform, whether it was the four great talents of this generation, the four great talents of the previous generation or the great Confucian, he turned a blind eye and looked at everything.

Under the bright moon, there is no one worthy of the fierce king's mouth.

A wolf demon marquis lay at the feet of the fierce monarch, wagging its tail like a watchdog from time to time, looking at the fierce monarch with flattery.

Fang Yun had seen it with his own eyes that day, and this wolf demon marquis scared a demon general into the street with just one look.

Fang Yun looked away, thinking of the blood-colored meteor in the eyes of the fierce monarch, he had to admit that the fierce monarch had the confidence to be fierce.

The starry sky in the eyes is Kong Sheng and King Wen, and although the meteor in the eye is far from it, it can be said that the fierce monarch has a path to them because of this, even if the chance of completing the road is very small, it is much higher than those who don't.

Before the festival began, many people visited each other, and it was very lively.

Although Fang Yunwen is famous, he is a junior after all, and the etiquette must be done sufficiently, and he must visit the relevant people one by one, such as the bachelor of Jingguo, the wealthy family of Jingguo, including the Ji Sheng family who has friendships.

After the visit, Fang Yun returned to the side of the Wenhui platform, and at this time, others also came back one after another.

Li Fanming sat next to Fang Yun, and the big rabbit lay under the chair and fell asleep.

Li Fanming's classmates were more than a dozen people, and he was the only one who came here in the end.

At first, the two just talked about the holy ruins, and as they talked, they began to talk about the people present, Li Fanming identified those celebrities one by one, including the painter among the four great talents of the previous generation, the famous Confucian who lived in seclusion in Confucius, and the bachelor who held a key position in the holy courtyard.

Fang Yun had read those famous works of Confucianism and wanted to communicate, but because there was no one to recommend him, he had no excuse to even go to the meeting, so he could only find a chance to talk about it.

As the two were talking, two people wearing university robes walked closer, Fang Yun was surprised, Li Fanming had also introduced these two people before, because these two people were two scholars of the "Holy Dao" Editorial Academy. The status of the "Holy Way" is extremely high, and the hidden power of the editors and scholars is terrifying, so it is often rotated.

Almost all of the people around were well-informed, and they recognized Scholar Meng and Scholar An at a glance, even the children of the Half-Saint family did not dare to hold it up, and they got up one after another.

The old scholar Meng smiled and said, "It's okay, we're just here to see Fang Yun." Can you take a step forward and speak?"

Those people suddenly looked at Fang Yun with great envy, it was not easy for the two ordinary scholars to take the initiative to get acquainted, and these two came directly without introduction, it was almost close to "asking for a meeting", which was the limit between the peers, and the two elders did it, which showed that the two were not only free and easy, but also attached great importance to Fang Yun.

With these two people "carrying a sedan chair", no one under the Great Confucian will be able to hold it up in front of Fang Yun in the future.

Hou Xue didn't go to visit, but let the two of them come, ashamed. Fang Yun said, followed the two scholars and left, and came to a place where there was no one on the side of the high platform.

Master Meng smiled and said, "I review your poems every month, I thought I knew you very well, but you can surprise me every month." I won't talk about the front page of "The Holy Road" in one article, you actually crossed the Holy Ruins Road as a showman, I really couldn't hold back, so I had to come to see you with a thick old face. ”

"You are always a celebrity and a gentleman, and students are ashamed to be ashamed. Fang Yun said politely.

The scholar on the side smiled: "You don't need to be polite to Master Meng. In your absence, he praised you even more. Actually, the two of us have wanted to see you many times, but we really can't spare the time. I never thought that Luo Wenzong would see you first, and after Luo Wenzong came back from Yuhai City, he praised you again and again, and the two of us were unhappy. When the two of us were arguing for your poems and texts on the "Holy Dao", he was still asleep. ”

Scholar Meng joked, "Be careful that Lord Wenzong hears it. ”

Fang Yun quipped: "Even if Lord Wenzong hears it, after careful consideration, he must feel that it is too troublesome to manage, so he simply doesn't hear it, otherwise he will not be lazy Wenzong." ”

The three of them laughed together.

From time to time, those who were not far away sneaked in at them. I want to know what the three of them are talking about.

Scholar Meng said: "Your three poems of the Mid-Autumn Festival yesterday will inevitably be connected to the "Holy Dao", I have already kept it, you don't want me to be disappointed today, I have threatened that you will be in the "Holy Dao" next month. ”

"Then the student should work harder and compose a good poem, which must make Mr. Meng's face shine. Fang Yun was very grateful to these two people in his heart, he had already heard about the two of them from Feng Yuanjun and Li Wenying, if it weren't for Scholar Meng's arguments. If it weren't for the secret help of the Anshu scholars, there would have been many twists and turns in his poems.

There were some things that the two scholars could say, but he couldn't say them, so he didn't mention anything like repayment.

Scholar Meng is a straight man. smiled: "Your poems don't just make my face shine." I was supposed to leave the Editorial Academy a few days ago, but Lord Dongsheng said that I was discerning, and that the Editorial Academy lacked a scholar like me, so I was asked to stay for an extra year. I have no hope of becoming a great Confucian. I can spend more energy on editing, thanks to you. ”

Ann University said with a smile: "I have other things to do here, the sentence "Spring Dawn" 'How much do you know about the flowers'." What the hell is the sigh?"

Subsequently, the three of them began to talk about poetry, mainly about some doubts in poetry.

It wasn't until the full moon rose that the two scholars were reluctant to leave, and they made an appointment to find an opportunity to talk about wine together in the future.

Fang Yun just sat back in his chair, and before he could say a few words to Li Fanming, the literary meeting began.

Dozens of students from the Confucius Academy went up to play the famous piano song "Flowers and Full Moon Night".

After the song, a young jinshi walked up to the high platform with a smile, first said a few words of blessing, and then introduced the meaning of the Holy Ruin Meeting, the guests and related matters. At the end, the master of ceremonies announced the results of the Holy Ruin Road, and specifically pointed out that Fang Yun not only broke the heavenly famine of Jingguo, but also became the only talent to pass through the Holy Ruin Road.

The master of ceremonies of the Jinshi selected the five most ranked Xiucai among the 100 people who could enter the holy ruins to go to the high platform, and asked them to write a poem with the Mid-Autumn Festival as the theme, and then the people of the Wen Wang family will control the moon and give the five people Yuehua.

After the master of ceremonies finished speaking, the five Xiucai walked to the high platform and wrote poems behind the prepared table, while Fang Yun looked at the huge bright moon in the sky.

There is an ancient land on the moon, which is nominally shared by the Yasheng family, but in fact it is controlled by the Wen family, and even the Kong family cannot interfere, because it is the fief of Kong Sheng to the Wen family.

Soon, the five Xiucai finished writing the poems that were ready to be written, even if these five Xiucai are the best in the world, only two of the poems are out of the county, and the other three are less than one foot out of the county, ranging from seven inches to nine inches.

"The five Xiucai have finished writing, please descend from the sky and strengthen our human race!" said the master of ceremonies respectfully.

The five Xiucai also bowed their hands to the bright moon in the sky and said, "Please send the moon from the sky to strengthen my human race!"

At the same time, the light of the brightest pearl of the night disappeared, and the high platform immediately darkened.

Then, a bright moonlight shone on the high platform, divided into five, forming five pillars of light to envelop the five Xiucai, the five moonlight were of different brightness, and quickly dispersed.

Fang Yun saw that the eyes of the five people lit up slightly, and then gradually faded, and there was no difference from before.

The five Xiucai showed joy on their faces, and with Yuehua's protection, it would be much safer to enter the holy ruins. (To be continued......)