Chongyang Wenhui heavy chrysanthemums, as far as the eye can see, there are chrysanthemum potted plants everywhere, like a golden ocean.

The tables and chairs of the banquet are covered with red silk cloth, which is more festive against the golden yellow.

The scene of the cultural meeting was crowded, many people came with their families, old and young, and children could be seen playing and running everywhere.

This is a mountainous area, not flat land, and the site of the Wenhui is divided into three layers of flat ground, one layer higher than the other, like three huge stairs.

In the deepest part of the third floor, there is a literary platform for people to write poems after the literary meeting begins.

Most of the women here are dressed in festive red robes, while the men's clothes are relatively orderly, almost corresponding to their location.

Most of the men on the first floor of the venue are wearing black robes and lifting uniforms, mixed with a few talented blue robes, and there are many white-clothed embroidered sword jinshi uniforms on the second layer a little farther away, and occasionally some black-robed lifting uniforms, and the highest layer is mostly white-clothed Mo Mei Hanlin uniforms, and the Tsing Yi University scholar's uniforms are also mixed in them.

There were no names at the dinner table, and there was no one to guide them, but everyone knew where they should be sitting.

The only exception is the old people on the third floor, who have both high and low uniforms, and their white hair is very eye-catching.

"Where do we sit?" Yang Yuhuan looked at the black-pressed venue, not knowing how to choose.

"Keep going all the way to the top. Fang Yundao.

"Oh. ”

Fang Yun's tone was very flat, but after hearing this, Yang Yuhuan felt that his body had a force, and he couldn't help but straighten up and raise his chin.

The two walked forward slowly, Yang Yuhuan glanced back at the masked woman, who was getting down from the chair, there was some doubt in her eyes, and then turned back and continued to walk with Fang Yun.

There are too many people in the Chongyang Cultural Society, and the further you go, the louder the buzzing in your ears becomes.

Before he had taken a few steps, someone on the right suddenly bowed: "I've seen Fang Wenhou!"

Fang Yun followed the prestige. It was the students of the school palace, so he smiled slightly and returned the salute.

"Huh, is it really Fang Wenhou?"

Then he saw people sitting around him, men and women, young and old, standing up one after another.

Even the children who were running around were surprisingly quiet, looking at Fang Yun together, wanting to see if this person who could hear it every day had three heads and six arms.

"I've seen Fang Wenhou. ”

"I've seen Fang Zhenguo!"

......

At first, it was just people near Fang Yun who got up, and the people in the neighborhood quickly knew about it and quickly got up. Most of them were happy, but a few were reluctant to stand up slowly.

"It's Fang Wenhou here. ”

"Fang Zhenguo, hurry up......"

In a short time, tens of thousands of people on the entire first floor stood up.

The voices of greeting Fang Yun came and went. It hasn't stopped since Fang Yun appeared.

Fang Yun saluted...... Fang Yun saluted...... "Fang Yun kept arching his hands to both sides as he walked, and Yang Yuhuan followed nervously, lowering his head, not daring to look at those people.

The little fox is crazy, jumping up and down with Fang Yun, and he likes this kind of scene very much.

There was no separation between the first and second floors, except for a three-foot-high drop and some stairs, and the people on the second floor quickly knew that Fang Yun was coming.

Many people involuntarily stood up and craned their necks to look down. I want to see what kind of character Fang Yun is.

Soon, the people on the third floor stopped chatting and stood up one after another, looking down from a high place.

Some of the people on the third floor were smiling. Some looked surprised, some had gloomy faces, and some had expressionless faces.

When Fang Yun walked up the second stone step, the people on the third floor had already stood up completely. Even those Tsing Yi scholars did not sit still.

Subsequently, many people changed color.

This meeting, unless the great Confucian comes in person. Otherwise, even if Li Wenying is in full swing here, he will not let the audience stand up.

But a single lift can make the people present take the initiative to stand up, and this influence can be called terrifying, even if Fang Yun is the first time to come to the capital.

Those with gloomy faces turned even more unbearable, and a few even sat down with a cold snort.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Fang Yun walked forward calmly, smiling and bowing to the people on both sides.

Waiting for Fang Yun to walk to the middle of the second floor, the people on the first floor had not yet sat down.

A bell-like tongue burst into spring thunder suddenly.

"Okay! It is worthy of Fang Zhenguo, not only one person to suppress Qingguo and one state, but also to suppress everyone in this Chongyang Cultural Conference!"

Fang Yun immediately looked over, and saw that in the crowd on the first floor, a middle-aged man in a white sword suit looked at him with a smile, and his smile was very kind.

The discussion suddenly started, and a mosquito-like buzz sounded in Fang Yun's ears.

"Who is that person? Why haven't you seen it? Jingguo will never have such a jinshi. ”

"Listening to the accent, he is not from Jingguo, and he dares to sow discord at this moment, at least he is also a member of a half-saint family. ”

"That person's Jinshi uniform doesn't seem to be from Qingguo, it seems to be from Jiaguo?"

Jiaguo makes sense. There are a lot of ornaments on that person's body, except for the people of the Lei family, other scholars don't like to wear messy things. ”

"The Lei family, it's over, this is more difficult than an ordinary half-saint family. It is said that it will not be long before the Lei family can leap from a wealthy family to a wealthy family. With the relationship between the Lei family and the dragon clan, Fang Yun may be regarded as a thorn in the side of the dragon clan. ”

Before Fang Yun could speak, a familiar voice sounded in the crowd on the first floor.

"I don't know if Fang Yun is pressing, but once Nangong Daru comes, he will definitely suppress my Jingguo. Lei Yuanting, if what I expected is right, it is your Lei family who invited Nangong Daru, right?"

Fang Yun took a closer look, it was the Sai Shilang who went to Yuhai with the Queen Mother's secret order that day, and he was also an official from Jiangzhou.

"Our Lei family did invite Nangong Daru, but his old man came here just by the way, and it has little to do with our Lei family. What we just said......"

"Alright, all of you sit down. The voice of Cao De'an, a university scholar and right minister, came.

Na Lei Yuanting glanced at Fang Yun hatefully and sat down with the others.

Fang Yun gave up his hand one last time, then took Yang Yuhuan's hand and continued to walk forward.

When the women present saw this scene, they all showed envy, and a man was willing to hold a woman's hand here, which was simply more intoxicating than any sweet words.

Those unmarried girls even had a look of longing in their eyes, and they didn't know if they were longing for themselves to become Yang Yuhuan. I still want my future partner to be able to walk in this kind of place with me.

The road is in the middle, and the tables and chairs are divided into two sides.

Fang Yun glanced at it, the loyal dog auxiliary minister Si Yueqing on the left, Lei Yuanting, Xiao Guogong and others who intended to sow discord were all on the left hand side, while the right minister Cao De'an and Sai Shilang and others were all sitting on the right hand side.

At the nearest part of the desk, there are five large tables on the left and right, each of which can seat ten people, but none of them are full.

Fang Yun stepped onto the third layer, and everyone on the third layer did not speak, they all looked at him silently.

The atmosphere at the scene became dull.

The road separating the two sides was obviously ordinary, but in Fang Yun's eyes, it was like a chasm that no one could cross.

Fang Yun was about to walk to the right. At the second table on the left, an old Hanlin dressed in a white and plum suit stood up. Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, this person was a little kind, but he had never seen him.

"The old man Tong Luan has seen Fang Wenhou, this table is vacant, it is better to come and sit here. "This man was a kind old man with a smile on his face and gray sideburns.

Fang Yun's eyes were tight, when Xiucai tried, he had gambled with a person named Tong Li to break the Wen Palace. climbed higher than anyone who climbed the book mountain, and finally won by himself, and that Tong Li committed suicide. And Tong Li's grandfather is Tong Luan, the left squire of the Jingguo Military Department. The status in the Ministry of War is second only to the Ministry of War, and he is a member of the third grade, and he is the same as Fang Yun is the "cabinet walk".

Fang Yun once got the news that after Tong Li's death. This left attendant Lang Tongluan left the capital and went south to enter Yuhai City, but was finally forced to retreat by Li Wenying.

Tong Luan has a lot of military achievements. He has killed countless barbarians in northern Xinjiang, and is the best candidate for the next secretary of the military department, with great potential, and at least fifteen years of officialdom.

Fang Yun sighed in his heart, Tong Luan was originally a neutral faction in the army, but because he was stopped by Li Wenying, he couldn't avenge his grandson, so he turned to the camp of the left minister in a fit of anger to add strength to the left minister.

The two have a deep enmity at the moment.

Fang Yun arched his hand and said: "Fang Yun has seen Master Tong, but it is windy on the left side, so it is better for me to go to Sai Shilang to sit there." ”

Everyone on the right stood up to greet them, and the atmosphere improved.

Cao De'an, the right minister at the first table on the right, smiled and said, "Fang Wenhou, you can sit here." ”

Fang Yun smiled and said: "I really want to sit there, but I'm not like you, my wife is dead, I and the person next to me are not married, I'm afraid that she will run away, I have to sit with her, it's really inseparable." ”

The crowd laughed.

Cao De'an pointed at Fang Yun and smiled at everyone: "Look at this Fang Yun, he is a good man who loves his daughter-in-law, and if he says it is ugly, he is a perverted embryo who is trapped in the gentle township and can't extricate himself!"

A university scholar next to him quipped: "Cao Xiang, if you had a Beijing Xishi as your wife back then, you might not have the strength to go up the mountain on your two legs." In this regard, Fang Yun is ten times better than you. ”

The people on the left and right burst into laughter.

Yang Yuhuan blushed, stomped his feet lightly in shame, and secretly cursed a group of old hooligans in his heart.

Cao Dean laughed, and didn't care, the other party said: "Then you can lead your Jiangzhou Xishi to the third table to sit, there are few people there." ”

Fang Yun saw that the people at the first and second tables were either members of the capital or important figures from the half-saint family, among them were the scholars of the Chen family that Fang Yun had seen, and the people at the third table looked indifferent, unlike people in the officialdom, Fang Yun faintly guessed that it should be several wealthy family owners, so he walked over with Yang Yuhuan.

As soon as Fang Yun walked to the table, the heads of the family didn't wait to introduce themselves, and a young man's tongue bloomed from the banquet on the left.

"Tong Shilang's invitation to Fang Yun was refused, and he went to the right and didn't come to the left, which really made me sad. Why don't we decide on the leaders of this meeting on the left and right seats?"

Even Yang Yuhuan looked at the past in surprise, "Dingkui" is not a good thing, generally only when people from different countries are in the same cultural meeting, they will "set Wenkui" before the start of the cultural meeting.

Leaders are often determined between the same clans with enmity, but it is extremely rare to determine the leader at such a super-large cultural meeting. (To be continued......)