The voice of the fierce monarch spread through the conch of sound, causing the people in the entire courtyard to chill.

The Fierce Monarch is finally about to make a move.

This is the origin of the fierce king's fierce name, if the other party does not bow his head and give in, he will definitely use all means.

Meng Li snorted coldly and swaggered away, and those bull barbarians wearing heavy armor swept Fang Yun with a murderous gaze and left one by one.

"I still have something at home, I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in today's Mid-Autumn Festival in Kongcheng, so I'm leaving. A person who greeted him with a smile on his face before bowed his hand and left in a hurry.

Then one of them didn't even say a word, but also gave up his hand and turned to leave.

Li Fanming's face was terrifying, he didn't expect the person he brought to be so irresponsible, and he was so frightened to leave when he heard the fierce king.

Seventeen people came, but now there are only fifteen left.

A disciple of the family said indifferently: "I was scared like this by the fierce king, then the friendship of classmates ends here, and I won't recognize it when we meet in the future." ”

Fang Yun glanced at this person, a descendant of the half-saint Zu Chongzhi, the ancestral family is known for the "number" in the six arts of the gentleman, the calendar and the "Book of Changes", Zu Chongzhi is a person who accurately calculates pi, and is also proficient in music and Go, versatile.

"It is etiquette to be fierce to Meng, but it is not the children of our Zheng family to abandon friends and ignore them in times of crisis. "That is the humanity of the Zheng Xuan family.

There were still a few people who were hesitant and couldn't move at the moment.

Li Fanming's face was angry, and he said: "The families have been planning for this holy ruin for a long time, but there is no one like the fierce monarch who is so unscrupulous! Even if this blood-dropping beast skin involves the secret of the holy ruins, it is only a clue at most, but he regards this blood-dropping beast skin as an opportunity for him to be canonized and a hope for the rise of the Meng family, he is simply crazy." ”

One person sighed: "Although I don't like the Fierce King, if you want to be canonized, you must have the spirit of a madman." Wasn't Mozi's love and non-attack the biggest madman in the war-torn period? The dispute between Shang Ying, Han Feizi, Li Si, and other Legalists was equally crazy and terrifying. Lü Buwei regarded the father of Qin Shi Huang as a 'strange goods' and hoarded them. In the end, the father of the first emperor was successfully 'sold' into the monarch in exchange for the power of the Qin state, and the most in the end he became a miscellaneous family and a half-saint, and the fierce monarch was crazy over him?"

"No matter how crazy the fierce monarch is, he can't go crazy without Wu Anjun getting up. "It's humane again.

"Liu Xuande and Zhuge Wuhou vainly tried to unify ninety states with the power of one country and restore the majesty of the Han Dynasty, in my eyes, they are also crazy. ”

"The fierceness of the fierce king is to point directly at the road of courage and break all obstacles. It may not be impossible to make up for the lack of sanctification in the future. He was a talent at the age of twelve, a junior at the age of thirteen, a scholar at the age of fourteen, a scholar at the age of fifteen, a champion of the martial arts country in the palace examination, and the head of the ten countries at the end of the year. If he wasn't too young, he would probably be the head of the four great talents of this generation. ”

"I remember that the fierce monarch's temperament changed greatly after he came out of the holy ruins, right? Why don't you die inside!" The person who spoke obviously had a very bad relationship with the Meng family.

Li Fanming looked at Fang Yun and said, "The fierce monarch said that you want to be a madman, so why should you be a madman? This madness is not arrogance, but the madness of Confucius." Zi said: If you can't go to the middle of the line and go with it, you will also be crazy? The crazy person is enterprising, and the ruthless person does not do something. ”

The crowd praised this from the Analects. It is said that Confucius could not find a person who really pursued the golden mean, so he found a crazy person to associate with, and a madman dared to act. Ruthless people do something and don't do anything, all of which are worthy of Confucius's friendship.

"Fang Yun, should you be this madman?"

Fang Yun looked at the gate calmly, and said firmly and forcefully: "Let's not talk about the name of this mad monarch for the time being, but the crazy person that Kong Sheng said, I will be a pawn today! Since he said that I can't get out of the holy ruins, then I will definitely come out and let the people of the world know that the fierce monarch is very wrong! If I am fierce for a while, how can I be fierce for a lifetime?

Everyone nodded and secretly praised, the Fierce Monarch was pressing him, once Fang Yun lost in courage, it would be difficult to compete with the top genius like the Fierce Monarch in the future.

The intelligence is changeable, and the courage is unyielding!

Li Fanming praised loudly: "This is a scholar! Jingguo first has Jianmei Gong, and then Fang Zhenguo, which is really a sign of great prosperity!"

"On this trip to the Holy Ruins, if Brother Fang is in trouble, the disciples of my ancestral family will definitely lend a helping hand! A few days ago, I mentioned you when I talked to some disciples of the Zhang Heng family, and you will never be an enemy of you in the Holy Ruins. "Ancestral River Channel.

"In the holy ruins, as long as Fang Yun doesn't learn from the fierce king to rob my things, I will definitely help, otherwise I'll be sorry for the "Burrow" in my study!"

"Then I can't help but help, otherwise I'm sorry for the "Three Character Classic" I gave to my nephew and my own pair of 'The book mountain has a diligent path, and the sea of learning is endless'. ”

Everyone laughed.

Everyone missed the time to go to the noon cultural meeting, so they didn't go, so they had lunch at Fang Yun's house, drank and talked freely, which was a small cultural meeting.

These moves all avoid the holy ruins, talk about the wind and snow, talk about the style of Confucius, and talk about the meaning of poetry and scriptures.

Fang Yun had a very pleasant exchange with disciples from all over the world, he had been studying these days, and he was unique in all aspects such as scriptures, theories, the art of war, the way of the piano, the way of painting, and calligraphy.

It wasn't until the evening that the group left and went to the Confucian Palace together.

As the sun set, everyone came to the front of the Confucian Palace, Fang Yun looked at it, and saw that there was an extremely wide square in front of him, and there was a statue of Confucius in the center of the square, which was extremely high, full of twenty zhang, and everyone could only look up.

Farther outside the city is the 3,000-foot-high Inverted Peak Mountain, which is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

The Confucian Palace in front of it occupies an extremely wide area, without any walls, and is surrounded by lawn flower beds, surrounded by green trees, with tall study buildings, large ancient halls, and many ordinary dormitories. Many people are taking a walk in the meantime, and although there are many people, they are not noisy.

The tallest building here is the statue of Confucius, followed by a variety of ancient trees that are hundreds or thousands of years old, which is very rare in other cities.

Li Fanming looked at the square and said, "If there is no accident, tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival in the Holy Ruins will be held in this Xuegong Square." When the time comes, half the city will come, and the surrounding streets will be blocked by crowds. Eight years ago, someone participated in the Holy Ruins Literary Conference, but I didn't know that the road was crowded early, and I couldn't squeeze in at all, so I stood outside and cried urgently. ”

"How's that guy?"

"Now that he is a Jinshi, he is also a little famous. ”

Everyone walked towards the Confucian Palace, and Fang Yun asked, "Is it the custom of Confucius City to hold a literary meeting in the Confucian Palace?"

Li Fanming said: "Unlike other places, Kongcheng is the largest city in the world, most of them are scholars, and there are large-scale literary clubs every three or five days, ranging from hundreds to thousands, and even 10,000 cultural clubs. There was no way to sit in the restaurant, so the spare courtyards of the Confucian Palace came in handy. There are many annexes of the Confucian Palace, among which the Sushui Temple and the Surabaya Temple are the largest, and the name of the temple is derived from the place where Confucius lectured, and Confucius also taught disciples in these two other houses, such as the Mid-Autumn Festival Literary Society, a large literary meeting was held in the Sushui Temple, and the Great Confucian lecture was held in the Surabaya Temple. ”

"I've heard of the Surabaya Temple, which is said to be an open-air lecture hall, when Confucius was giving a lecture in front, and tens of thousands of disciples were sitting on a futon to listen to the lectures. Fang Yundao.

"Exactly, you will know the way when you go. ”

Sixteen people walked in the road of the Confucian Palace, and there were groups of scholars everywhere, and the lowest rank was also a child, and talents abounded, and there were many people, and there were many jinshi.

"I always heard that there are 100,000 students in the Confucian Palace, and when you go out of Confucius City, the world is shocked, is this number true?" Fang Yun asked.

"100,000 is a fictitious finger, 80,000 people still have it, not only the people of Kongcheng, but also many famous families, wealthy families or families of the Ten Kingdoms have sent their disciples here to study. After all, this place was built by Kong Sheng himself, and it is said that the talent of studying here grows faster. However, it is indeed easier to participate in the imperial examination after studying in the Confucian Academy of Scholars than students of ordinary academies and literary academies, and if it were not for the various restrictions of the Confucian Palace, it would have been overcrowded long ago. ”

Li Fanming, like a guide, kept introducing the Confucian Palace to Fang Yun, and finally came to a strange place with trees as walls.

The ancient trees that surround the wall are towering, the thinnest ones are as thick as ten people hugging each other, and the ancient trees are unreasonably tight, only a narrow gap is exposed between every two trees, the roots below are entangled, and the crowns above overlap.

Standing in front of these ancient tree walls, it is like standing in a primeval forest, and you can clearly feel the breath of ancient times.

"I heard that these ancient trees have a longevity of 10,000 years because of listening to Confucius Sheng's lectures, and they are called Mr. Tree?" Fang Yun looked at these ancient trees as he walked.

Li Fanming said with a smile: "Yes, all the ancient trees in the Confucian Mansion Palace are Mr. Tree. All the saints of the past dynasties have lectured in the Confucian Palace, these ancient trees have listened to a lot, it has become a little different, if there are good poems and texts, the crown of the tree must move together, the fallen leaves are colorful, and everyone is nicknamed Mr. Shaking the Brain. The better the poem, the more leaves fall. Every time a half-saint preaches the scriptures, the leaves of the trees will inevitably fall out. ”

"Interesting. Fang Yundao.

Fang Yun heard the faint sound of thunder coming from inside the tree wall, and his heart was strange.

After walking for a while, the tree wall was separated by two stone pillars, which were five zhang wide between them, forming a door.

"Inside is the Surabaya Temple. ”

When everyone entered the door one after another, they saw that there was a small square inside, full of tables and chairs, enough to accommodate 10,000 people.

There are hundreds of long tables nearby, and many people sit at the tables. Inside, there are hundreds of low tables for single people, most of them seated.

As soon as Fang Yun entered the door, he felt his qi bulging, and his breathing was a little difficult, but he recovered quickly, and he just buzzed in his ears.

Only then did Fang Yun understand that there was thunder in it, the Surabaya Courtyard was too big, and many people were consuming their talents to talk with their tongues blooming spring thunder, there were thousands of people inside, but there were hundreds of people using their tongues to bloom spring thunder, even if they deliberately controlled the range, it was like thunder roaring at the same time, not that there was no way to completely distinguish who was saying what.

After walking a few steps, a servant came over and said respectfully, "Please show me the invitation card for the meeting." ”

Li Fanming and several other children of the family took out invitations and handed them to the servant, and although the rest of the people did not have invitations, they could also follow in.

In the process of looking for the long table, Fang Yun found that there were either people or jinshi here, and there were even Hanlin and a few scholars, and there were only a few Xiucai, and they were all eleven or twelve years old, and it seemed that the disciples of the family came out to study. (To be continued......)