Hundreds of officials stood in front of them in two columns, either wearing official uniforms or clerical uniforms, and their clothes did not move, but the clothes on the guards of the palace were hunting, and they could not open their eyes by the strong wind.

The civil and military officials looked at each other.

The four ministers of the dynasty, the six Shangshu, the state pastors, the leaders of the armies, the relatives of the emperor and the heads of the family are all listed.

Fang Yun only felt that the air was frozen and his breathing was still.

In normal times, twice as many people would not make Fang Yun feel anything, but this is in front of the palace of a country, and the hundred officials in front of him are about to go to the court, and the momentum has been accumulated for a long time.

Above the court, it is the place where the holy way is practiced!

Hundreds of eyes are the scrutiny of hundreds of forces.

"Boom ......"

I saw the horses pulling the carts falling in pieces, and the carriages falling to the ground, and the exclamations of the scholars were repeated.

Fang Yun's clothes shook back suddenly, and in the next moment, the power of courage was released, and his clothes fell back.

Fang Yun bowed his hand to Baiguan, and then walked towards the bridge leading to the right gate.

Many officials smiled.

The meaning represented by Fang Yun walking the right door is heavy.

If Fang Yun chooses the civil service team on the left, he will not necessarily be inclined to the left, but he will definitely not be inclined to the left.

Fang Yunmu did not squint and moved forward steadily, but Yu Guang was looking at the two teams.

The civil and military officials said that Fang Yun did not expect that this imperial meeting would convene the emperor's relatives and the head of the family, which is rare.

The emperor's relatives are only here to fulfill the duties of the royal bloodline, if they really want to meddle in military affairs, except for King Kang, who has the support of the half-saint family, everyone else will inevitably be purged.

The head of the family has a title in Jingguo, and he may not participate in military politics when he comes here, but since he is here, it represents an attitude and supports the royal family of Jingguo.

These families suffered the least loss after the destruction of Jingguo, because the monarch of any country would welcome each other. But they also don't want Jingguo to destroy the country the most.

Except for Chen Guanhai's family, which was established after the founding of the People's Republic of China, all the other families were established before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and they paid a lot for Jingguo, and they had blood feuds with the families of the neighboring Qingguo and Wuguo.

If Jingguo is destroyed, these families will be ridiculed by the families of Qingguo and Wuguo for at least a hundred years.

After figuring it out, Fang Yun came to the end of the officers and officials of the Academy of Letters.

One of the officials at the bottom of the ranking arched his hand and said, "I've seen Lord Fang." Then move a step to the south to make room for one person to the north.

Fang Yun glanced at this person and nodded slightly, this person is a capital general of the fifth grade, and he is not qualified to go to court in general. Only three or more officials, plus a small number of low-grade officials with important matters, can go to court.

Fang Yun walked in front of him and continued to walk forward. For each person he passed, an official greeted him and then took a step sideways.

After a while, Fang Yun walked in front of an official from the third grade, and the official took a step sideways and bowed his hand to greet, which was obviously different from the others before who greeted first and then moved sideways.

This officer from the other side of the third grade. It is a third-grade official, and he has the same rank as Fang Yun.

Fang Yun nodded one last time, his eyes scanning the senior officials in front of him, and then entering the vacant seat that had been given up from the third-rank official.

At this moment, the Holy Courtyard is preparing the statue of the Void Saint. It will take a few days before Fang Yun will be sealed as a Void Saint, and the new reward for Fang Yun Shocking Saint will have to be discussed again. Fang Yun is now just a cabinet walker, and he has the least qualifications, so he ranks before all the officials from the third rank and after the officials of the third grade.

Fang Yun didn't find Zhang Poyue. It seems that the imperial court is afraid that there will be problems at the front and cannot let the leader of the Dingyuan army return.

Fang Yun stood in the line in front of the right door, motionless.

The rest of the jinshi stood outside the moat for a moment. Choices have been made.

Among the top 10 jinshi, three chose to enter the team in front of the left-hand goal, and seven chose to enter the team in front of the right-hand goal.

The remaining 200 jinshi walked towards the two teams, and in the end, less than 50 people chose the left door, and most of the rest chose the right door.

This has never been the case since the left-hand orientation.

These Jinshi chose to turn the door to the right, not only means that they will not defect to the left minister, not only that they are the main battle faction, but also that Fang Yun finally has wings in the real sense!

Previously, Fang Yunkong had a general trend and no henchmen, and those people could only be regarded as his supporters at best.

And now, hundreds of Jinshi will become Fang Yun's henchmen.

The prospect country only produces more than 30 jinshi a year!

Some of the officials in front of the right-hand door smiled.

Some officials in front of Zuoye are also laughing, although they are civilian officials, they are not Zuo Xiang's henchmen or King Kang's henchmen.

The man standing at the head of the civil officials did not move, his face was expressionless, and his expression did not change in the slightest from beginning to end.

The old man was elegant in appearance and extraordinary in temperament, over sixty years old but only in his early fifties, and his whole body was meticulously groomed, but there was much more silver hair on his sideburns than half a year ago.

Zuo Xiang Liushan, the head of the civil officials of Jingguo.

Fang Yun glanced at the civil official team opposite, many of them stared at him, but one person was very special.

Ji Zhibai.

Ji Zhibai was very calm, and his eyes were extremely cold, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a fire of hatred that could not be concealed.

The two looked at each other.

Ji Zhibai's fists were clenched, and his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire.

Fang Yun was originally a little apologetic, but suddenly thought that everyone on the literary list used a few Zhibai as the units of measurement for readers and poems, and couldn't help but turn his head, and a very faint smile appeared on his face.

Many officials found out about this scene and looked at Ji Zhibai with a smile.

Ji Zhibai's teeth clucked, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyelids, and stared at the ground in a daze.

As soon as the hour came, the two eunuchs walked out of the left and right doors, and were about to lead the two teams of officials into the left and right doors, when a very cheap voice sounded not far away.

"Wait Ben Long! Ben Long is the Prince of Huang, and he also wants to participate in the court meeting!" Ao Huang turned into a golden light and galloped over.

When Fang Yun and the others turned their heads to look, Ao Huang had already rushed in front of Fang Yun, and he flew between Fang Yun and the official from the third grade, hanging in the air.

The official looked at Ao Huang dumbfounded, what is the number of this Yellow Dragon?

Ao Huang twisted the dragon's body, pushed away the official from the third rank with his tail, and muttered: "If you don't know the height of your eyebrows, you don't know how to give Ben Long a place?"

Fang Yun glanced at Ao Huang, but what this Yellow Dragon said was right. It did qualify for the court meeting, and it should be at the top of the ranks, but no one reminded it.

"Well, follow honestly, if I don't let you open your mouth, don't speak, otherwise I'll sue your sister. "Fang Yun has already discovered Ao Huang's weakness, and he is afraid of his sister.

"Count you ruthless!" Ao Huang glared at Fang Yun fiercely, and then happily floated in the air.

The two eunuchs looked at each other and led the team into the left and right doors.

Behind the door is a river. It is called Jingshui, and the water is Jingshui Bridge.

Fang Yun looked at it while walking, behind the Jingshui Bridge was a road, on both sides were honor guard bands, and further ahead was Fengtianmen.

Fengtianmen yellow tile red wall, tall and towering, there is a male and a female two one-person high bronze lions in front of the door, a plaque is hung on the door, it is Chen Guanhai Chen Sheng personally wrote the three words of "Fengtianmen".

Fang Yun took a closer look. Those three words are deeply trapped in the plaque, like a dragon hiding, and may fly into the sky at any time.

It's just that there is a slight crack on the plaque.

"It seems that the core of the Legend of the Holy Dao is in the Imperial Palace, right. This Fengtian Gate is the first gate of Jingguo, which will never be damaged, and the plaque contains the power of Chen Sheng, which has great power of the Holy Dao. Except for the divine punishment of that day, there could be no power to crack it. ”

Everyone stood still under the Jingshui Bridge and did not cross the bridge.

Not much. The bells and drums rang in unison, this is the king and the queen mother going to the palace, after a while, the drum music stopped.

"Go to court!" shouted a eunuch in front of the Fengtian Temple in front of him.

The two eunuchs led the ministers across the Jingshui Bridge, through the Fengtian Gate, and towards the Fengtian Temple.

Fang Yun looked up, a magnificent hall stood in front, the roof was pale gold, the walls were red, the hall was built on a three-layer white marble platform, and each platform had nine steps.

Everyone stepped on the three floors and nine steps and came to the gate of the Fengtian Temple.

Fengtian Hall is the Jinluan Palace.

Except for Fang Yun, all the newly promoted jinshi stopped and stood in the square in front of the Fengtian Hall according to the ranking in the examination.

The rest moved on.

There is also a plaque at the entrance of Fengtian Temple, and the plaque has three words "Fengtian Temple", which are not written by Chen Guanhai, but written by Cui Sheng, the semi-saint of the founding of Jingguo.

The crowd crossed the threshold of the Fengtian Temple and continued to walk inside. If it was an early dynasty, there would still be courtesy officials singing the names of the officials, but there were too many participants in the big court, and the rude officials would roll names.

Fang Yun looked up, and saw that the Fengtian Palace was resplendent in gold, wide and magnificent, and gorgeous not like the world, but he had seen the Dragon Palace, and after a moment of shock, he found that the layout here was actually very ordinary.

There are many soft mats on the ground on both sides of the Fengtian Temple, which are for the hundred officials to sit on.

Ao Huang kept pouting, not taking the most magnificent hall in Jingguo in his eyes at all.

The deepest part of the Fengtian Hall is the Imperial Terrace, and above the Imperial Platform is the Dragon Chair, but the Dragon Chair is blocked by a curtain of fine yarn, and it is vaguely visible that there are two people sitting inside, one is petite and exquisite, and the other is even smaller.

Fang Yun heard a milky voice coming from inside: "Mother...... Queen Mother, which is the Fang ...... Fang Zhenguo?"

The voice was very small, and ordinary people couldn't hear it, but the lowest rank of the hundred officials was also a jinshi, and he could hear it clearly.

Then Fang Yun saw that the people inside the gauze curtain made a silent gesture, and the child did not speak again.

After everyone stood up, they heard a eunuch scream, "Ceremony!"

Everyone present, except for Da Ru, who only bowed his head slightly, all saluted in the direction of the dragon chair.

"Weichen met with the monarch and the queen mother. ”

Fang Yun is the same, he feels in his heart that the status of a scholar is very high, so he does this, neither kneeling nor bowing, he is completely a scholar with a slightly higher position as the monarch.

Since the destruction of the Han Dynasty, the status of scholars has become higher and higher, and the court rites have become simpler and simpler.

Ao Huang learned from Fang Yun to pay homage in a good way, but his eyes rolled wildly and looked around.

"Finished. The eunuch said again.

"Feast. The king's childish voice came from within the curtain.

The hundred officials sat down in order according to their official positions.

Ao Huang hummed and chirped on the soft seat, looking around dishonestly, everyone turned a blind eye, only the little monarch on the dragon chair couldn't help but say: "Little ...... Little Yellow Dragon!"

"You're young!" Ao Huang replied softly, afraid that Fang Yun would be angry, so he hurriedly shut up.

Some officials lamented in their hearts that the good court meeting was completely destroyed by Ao Huang, but the monarch was still young, and Ao Huang was the prince of Huang, so everyone could only listen to it.

Seeing that there was a problem with the court, the Queen Mother coughed lightly and said, "Do you have something to do?" (to be continued......)