At the foot of the Jade Mountain, there are constantly people climbing to the top of the mountain.

An errand officer with a tray in his hand was walking towards Fangyun, and on the pallet there were small sachets with dogwoods in them.

During the Chung Yeung Festival, everyone must wear a dogwood pouch to ward off evil spirits.

The messenger walked over to Fang Yun and stood still, not daring to disturb.

The aroma of dogwood and chrysanthemum spread on the top of Yushan, but no one cared about the smell of this festival, they only paid attention to the little prince with a spring thunder on his tongue.

Fang Yun looked at Xiao Guogong, but Xiao Guogong smiled, as if he was just saying something insignificant.

Fang Yun had long known that Nangong Daru's arrival was just the beginning, but he didn't expect that the small country guild would set the leader in this kind of literary meeting.

All the cultural associations must have lottery heads, most of them are announced before the cultural meeting, and in the end, the leader of the cultural society will get the best reward, and the rest will get the later rewards in turn.

If it is a fixed leader, you can choose the leader you think before the beginning of the meeting, take out more colored heads, and finally the leader gets a qiē.

Unlike ordinary lottery heads, once the leader is determined, then the lottery head must be Wenbao, and if one party takes out a Wenbao, the other party must take out a similar Wenbao.

Generally speaking, the leader will return the jackpot to his own person, and the opponent's jackpot can be pocketed.

Most importantly, one party must admit in public that it is ashamed of itself.

Fang Yun understood that the other party was not stupid enough to think that a single cultural meeting could defeat him, but slowly created one failure after another for himself, and when multiple failures were connected, they would be like a collapsing embankment, instantly washed away by a flood.

Whether it is Nangong Daru or the leader of the Ding Leader this time, it is just the beginning, but once this opening is opened, the consequences are unimaginable.

Fang Yun looked at Xiao Guogong quietly, his breathing was still steady, but he felt that the aroma of dogwood was even more pungent.

The sun rises higher and higher in the morning, but Yushan is getting colder and colder.

Some of the scholars looked at Xiao Guogong angrily. The name of Nangong Daru is well known, let Fang Yun compete with Nangong Daru for the best, Fang Yun will undoubtedly lose.

That's not an ordinary literati, but a prepared Confucian!

Fang Yun wanted to speak, but suddenly thought of something and didn't speak.

"What's the matter?, Fang Wenhou is scared?" said Xiao Guogong with a smile.

Sai Shilang said: "Xiao Guogong is also from my Jingguo, why do you want to harm Fang Yun, if it spreads all over Jingguo, I am afraid that the reputation of King Kang's Mansion will be ruined!"

Xiao Guogong suddenly said: "Uncle Sai misunderstood me, I want to give the lottery head to Fang Yun." The reason why I want to set the leader is because Wu Guo deceives people too much! Others say that Nangong Daru will inevitably be able to defeat Fang Yun, and that Nangong Daru will sweep away the face of our Jingguo people at the Chongyang Literary Conference, help Qingguo take revenge, and help those Wuguo people who were broken by Heaven's will. But, I don't believe it! Today, the first person in poetry must be Fang Yun, even if Nangong Daru is an old poet, he can't compare to Fang Yun! Jingguo will win!"

The originally angry readers gradually calmed down. The gaze that looked at Xiao Guogong became extremely cold, but he didn't expect Xiao Guogong to be so despicable.

"Xiao Guogong, is this true?" a hoarse voice sounded.

This person was wearing a Tsing Yi Xiuyun University scholar's uniform, and sat at the first table on the right side. In front of others is a wine glass, but in front of him is a sea bowl of wine.

Fang Yun looked at the scholar from the side, his tall hooked nose was extremely eye-catching.

Fang Yun didn't know this person, but he immediately guessed when he saw this hooked nose. This person is Zhou Junhu, the general of Jingguo, whose status in the army is second only to that of the generalissimo, and he sits in the capital. Take command of the most powerful forbidden army in Jingguo and the military power of all fortresses, checkpoints, and fortresses in the capital.

This person was a madman before the age of twenty, a demon barbarian before the age of forty, and self-cultivation after the age of forty, and rarely spoke, but every time he spoke, it would make people tremble.

The last time he officially spoke in public was on a snowy day after the defeat of Jingguo last year, in front of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military in front of Zuo Xiang.

"When you meet no one, you will be punished in the pen. ”

As soon as these words came out, the snow turned into ice within a radius of 100 miles from the capital, and all beasts were extinct.

It is said that the Zuo Xiang, who has always been calm, also changed color, and the imperial history of the Supervision Yuan on that day wrote to impeach Zhou Junhu, but until now he still sits firmly in the position of general.

Someone once said that Li Wenying and Zhou Junhu must not be together, otherwise once the two of them rise, they will dare to enter the Dragon Palace.

Xiao Guogong's body shook heavily, and he finally glanced at the people around him, and said loudly: "Naturally, take it seriously." ”

"You, don't leave the capital. ”

All the potted plants in the venue exploded, and chrysanthemum petals of different shades of color were thrown into the sky and scattered everywhere.

A gust of wind blew, and Xiao Guogong's black robe was shattered into silk threads, flying in the sky with chrysanthemum petals.

Xiao Guogong's face was pale, but he was still standing, but his chin was half an inch lower than before.

"Good!" some of them whispered.

Auxiliary Minister Si Yueqing slapped the table and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Junhu, as a general of Jingguo and a dignified scholar, you want to kill a prince and a royal family, what crime should you be guilty of?"

Zhou Junhu raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, you dare to arrest me?"

"You ......" Si Yueqing was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Zhou Junhu glanced at Si Yueqing indifferently, poured a bowl of wine for himself, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Jingguo University scholar can't do anything else, it's quite powerful to bully children!" a white-robed jinshi sneered.

"Uncle......" Xiao Guogong looked at the people around him gratefully.

Zhou Junhu glanced at the man and drank to himself.

"Looks like you're wrong. "That's human.

Zhou Junhu didn't seem to hear it.

A Hanlin general at the fourth table on the right laughed and said, "You Jian Ming also deserve General Zhou to speak? Idiot! General Zhou didn't speak because you were obviously born in a half-saint family, and you are far superior to us.

"You ......" Jian Ming gritted his teeth after speaking, and then suddenly looked at Fang Yundao, "Fang Zhenguo, do you dare to determine the leader!"

Many Jingguo people sighed helplessly, Nangong Daru will undoubtedly win, Fang Yun can't determine Nangong Daru as the leader, if he dares to determine himself as the leader, he will lose a treasure, if he doesn't dare to decide, he will lose his courage.

Fang Yun slowly took out the Wenbao Shock Courage Piano and said: "My Sister Yuhuan has set me as the leader, give me this piano as a color head, if you can get the Hanlin Wenbao, you can set the leader with me, otherwise you won't lose the face of the Jian family here!"

Jian Ming laughed and said, "You are just a lifter, you can only use the Jinshi Wenbao Qin, this qin is not worth Hanlin Wenbao." ”

"Oh, that's because you didn't know that there was thunder stone paint on this lyre. Fang Yundao.

Jian Ming was stunned, if the Jinshi Wenbao Qin had the Minglei Stone Paint, its value would be much higher than that of the Hanlin Wenbao, almost equivalent to half of the University Wenbao.

The treasures of the half-saint family are readily available, and the Jinshi Wenbao also has a few pieces, but there are fewer Hanlin Wenbao, Jian Ming, as a member of the Jiansheng family who is resident in Jingguo, only has two Hanlin Wenbao, and one of them does not belong to him, once the errand of the resident Jingguo is over, he must hand over a Hanlin Wenbao.

"But that's it. Fang Yun was about to put away the violin.

Jian Ming stood up abruptly and said, "What's the matter with you, I'll make my Martial Kingdom Great Confucian Nangong Leng the leader!" (To be continued......)