Fang Yun didn't bother with Zong Wuyuan anymore, and took the initiative to say to Qingjun: "I'm tired that Qingjun took us to the residence, the scholars of the two countries are tired all night, and it's time to rest." ”

Qingjun saw that Fang Yun took the initiative to give the steps, and immediately said: "Please Fang Xusheng move to the Prefecture Academy, and some of the entourage please go to the Bashan Inn to stay." ”

Next, the officials of the two sides greeted each other, and everyone else sat in the carriage provided by Qingguo, only Fang Yun's dragon carriage flew down from the empty building ship.

When the eighteen dragon horses flew out, all the horses in Qingguo were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, many carriages staggered, and even some of them were so frightened that they foamed at the mouth and fainted.

When Fang Yun saw this scene, he suddenly understood what Jiang Hechuan asked him to visit with the Longma luxury car.

When Fang Yun looked back, he saw many officials in Jingguo smiling.

The faces of the officials of Qingguo were extremely bad, but they didn't expect Fang Yun to be a guest, but he was mainly anti-guest, this kind of thing spread out, and the people who had enemies with Qingguo must be very happy, and they must add oil and vinegar to continue to preach.

Although this kind of thing is small, it is a matter of national decency, and no one wants to show their ugliness, in case the "Wenbao" comes to the sentence "The virtual saint is coming to Xiangzhou, and the Qingguo is bowing to the horses", and directly scolds the Qingguo scholars as animals.

Fang Yun didn't care about much, got into the Longma luxury car, and followed Qingguo's convoy to the State Academy of Literature to stay.

Fang Yunyi started from Jane, and after he arrived at the Xiangzhou Academy of Literature, he didn't sleep even if he ran all the way, but read and studied as usual.

However, the slight difference is that he carefully recalled today's battle of Daru and the battle over the Yangtze River several times, and deeply imprinted every detail he saw in his mind.

Before going to bed, Fang Yun recalled the memories in the inheritance of the ancient demons, and in a few days he was ready to start sorting out the "History of the Ancient Demons", and slowly completed the book with the "Emperor's Canon". The two sets of history books are bound to be voluminous, and they must be published one by one. In a hurry.

These days, Fang Yun also continues to receive letters from famous medical Taoists, and they hope that Fang Yun will attend medical Taoist literary conferences in various places. Fang Yun really didn't have time, so he refused one by one.

Fang Yun knows. The famous doctors and Taoists of various countries have already made a lot of noise about the matter of "Treatise on Plague", if it weren't for Fang Yun's only the first half, Dongsheng would have directly used his holy power to lead "Treatise on Plague" into the temples, and the clues revealed in the hunting ground are really amazing, even a fool can see the extraordinaryness of this book.

However, Fang Yun never revealed the relevant details of the fever disease, and those famous doctors and Taoists never had results.

Almost all of the medical books at the level of the Five Wonderful Holy Hands have the potential to start a sect.

Fang Yun woke up early in the morning on time. I had breakfast with the officials of Jingguo first, and then went to Qingjun's palace in Baling City together.

The literary academy is too solemn, the yamen is too old-fashioned, the restaurant is too frivolous, and only the monarch's palace is most suitable for formally receiving foreign envoys.

Throughout the morning, the officials of the two countries would spend the whole day in a friendly atmosphere, and even if the two sides were about to go to war, they would salute before they were soldiers, and wait until after the banquet.

Baling Palace is located on a hill outside Baling City, and the entire mountain has been transformed by the power of Confucianism. Mountains are like gardens, gardens are like mountains, and everyone can no longer tell whether this place should be called a mountain or a royal garden.

Outside the Baling Palace. The soldiers were densely packed, with the state army stationed in Xiangzhou on the periphery and the royal guards inside.

Qingjun personally greeted him at the door, and then walked inside side by side with Fang Yun.

Baling Palace was originally a place for leisure and play, but now there is a guard two or three steps away here, and it is well protected.

Now, the people of Qingguo don't want Fang Yun to die the last thing they want.

Once Fang Yun dies in Qingguo, then Qingguo will be burdened with thousands of years of infamy, and there will even be a certain punishment.

Qingjun encountered Fang Yun's dismount in the early morning. Today, however, the interest is very high, and he walks along. While introducing the Baling Palace.

"This pond willow is the tree of the demon realm, born in the water. It is like a willow tree, which can repel mosquitoes and fallen leaves, which is the favorite thing of fish......"

"It is a black jade rockery in the deep sea of the East China Sea, when the wind blows, there is a faint sound of tide, it is my favorite rockery. ”

"You see, this is the December lotus, which blooms in January and blooms in December, and every time I see these lotus, I think of your masterpiece. I still remember that. After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of Pinghu Lake is not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. This poem "Pinghu Sends Zhang Poyue" is really a good poem!"

Qingjun continued with great interest, but the expressions of the officials of both countries changed slightly.

Fang Yun was still smiling, but he was sneering in his heart.

This poem "Pinghu Sends Zhang Poyue" is a scene, but it is also an advice to Zhang Poyue that he is very safe in Jiangzhou and the capital, and he should be more careful in the Dingyuan army, after all, it is not the same as Jiangzhou.

No matter how good this poem is, there is no need for Qingjun to recite it completely, but now he is reciting it in front of Fang Yun, which is to learn and use it lively, warning Fang Yun that Qingguo and Jingguo are different, so it is better to pay attention.

Fang Yun was smiling from beginning to end, as if he didn't understand.

Some officials in Jingguo were very unhappy, but they didn't say anything.

Along the way, everyone finally came to the main hall of the palace, which was not comparable to the main hall of the palaces of various countries, but it was more than enough to accommodate thousands of people. There were fewer people today than yesterday, only officials accompanied them, none of the famous people and young scholars in Xiangzhou were there, and even the ten old jinshi who were about to participate in the cultural war did not come.

In the deepest part of the hall, there is not one dragon chair, but two dragon chairs.

There are many tables and chairs on both sides of the hall.

Fang Yun and Qingjun walked to the dragon chair, exchanged a few polite words, and sat on the dragon chair.

Fang Yun looked down, he and the Jingguo officials were on the left, while Qingjun and the Qingguo officials were on the right, and there was a large space in the middle.

The officials of the two countries sat at their respective tables and watched Qingjun and Fang Yun together.

According to the ancient rites, these people were to kneel on their seats, but some of the etiquette has changed, and some have not.

"Playing the music!

The music burst into the sound of music, and I saw eight columns of dancers entering the main hall, and eight people in each row danced.

The Eight Hundred Dance in the Eight Hundred is the meaning of the column, and the Eight Hundred Dance in the Zhou Dynasty is the ritual dance of the Son of Heaven, and only when the Son of Heaven is there, can the Eight Hundred be danced. The six hundred are used by the princes, and the four hundred are the specifications of high-ranking officials and doctors.

At that time, there was a doctor in Lu who was obviously only worthy of the four-hundred dance, but he used the eight-hundred dance that only Zhou Tianzi used, which angered Confucius, so that he had that famous saying.

Eight dances in the court, it is tolerable, but it is unbearable!

If even the doctor can endure the eight-hundredth dance, then what else in the world can't be tolerated?

The status of the monarchs of various countries is higher than that of the princes of the year, but it is lower than that of Zhou Tianzi of the year, whether you send six columns or eight columns, if you want to humiliate Fang Yun, you can use six columns, if you don't want to anger Fang Yun, you can use eight dances.

Fang Yun didn't care, but the officials of Jingguo were very satisfied when they saw Qingjun dancing on the eight.

After the dance was over, the officials of Qingguo arranged for people to serve wine and food, and the music also changed from the original solemn sù mu to light, and let the relatively revealing and beautiful dancers enter the main hall to dance.

Fang Yun was not as aggressive as last night, but was a little restrained, because after all, he was in Qingguo, and if he pressed Qingguo from beginning to end, he would lose his manners.

At the beginning, the atmosphere of the banquet was very peaceful, after Fang Yun and Qingjun drank a few glasses of wine, the two sides sent ceremonial officials to praise each other and praise each other, and then the officials of the two countries ate their own food and basically did not speak.

At the end of the banquet, one of the officials of Qingguo suddenly stood up. (To be continued) R580