The Grand Canal of Confucius connects the river and the East China Sea, crosses the Confucian City, is opened by Confucius himself, and is parallel to the Yangtze River, so it is called the Little Yangtze River.

The sun goes down in the west, the night falls, if you stand on the inverted peak mountain and look down, the jade belt-like Grand Canal seems to gather all the light of Confucius City at night, like a river of lights across Kong City.

The pavilions on both sides of the Grand Canal are lined up, the lights are bright, and the boats on the canal are weaving back and forth, and there is laughter and laughter everywhere.

Linjiang Pavilion is located on the bank of the Grand Canal, is a famous restaurant in Confucius, because the son of the owner of the restaurant has passed the champion of Confucius, known as the champion building, it is the place where the literati and scholars of Confucius gather, and there are literary meetings every day.

After decades of operation by the boss, Linjiang Pavilion has been continuously expanded, and has become a restaurant that can accommodate 2,000 people, which is already the limit of the restaurant, and no matter how big the cultural meeting is, it can only be held in the Confucian Palace.

The invitation distribution of the Ten Nations Cultural Association has always been strict, only inviting famous Jinshi from ten countries, which is not large, but it is the top Jinshi Cultural Association of the Ten Countries every year.

The carriage stopped, and Fang Yun and the others got off one after another.

At this moment, the lanterns are on, and the three-storey Linjiang Pavilion is unusually magnificent, and the red lanterns are hung all over the eaves, like a grand festival.

Everyone came to the main gate, and Qiao Juze took out the invitation. The ordinary invitation is just a piece of red paper, but the invitation card of the students of the Eleventh Academy Palace is a hot stamping hard paper, which is two circles larger than the ordinary invitation.

Before Qiao Juze could hand it out, the acquaintance who greeted him in front of the door hurriedly ushered in, glanced at everyone's clothes, and said with a smile: "Brother Tai Qiu'an, I will greet you here, please go to the third floor with you." ”

Everyone saw that this acquaintance was wearing a talent suit, which is rare in Jingguo, but it is common in a place like Kongcheng where "people walk all over the place, and there are many people like dogs". This person is called "Brother Tai", but it is more comfortable for them than to call them "master", and they naturally regard this place as an elegant place of cultural meeting rather than an ordinary restaurant.

Fang Yun and the others immediately returned the salute and entered the main gate with the show.

Fang Yun had just crossed the threshold. I saw that there were all Jinshi wearing white clothes and sword uniforms, and many people were talking about books and papers everywhere, talking about piano and painting, obviously it was a big restaurant, but there was a bookish air rushing to the face.

This hall is extremely spacious, the tables and chairs are neatly arranged, there are flowers and plants everywhere, full of greenery, and there are many celebrity calligraphy and paintings hanging on the four walls, many but not chaotic.

The innermost part of the hall is an open window, and the outside is the small Yangtze River. The boats are like shuttles, the lights are brilliant, and half of the river is illuminated red.

Looking up, you can see that there are hundreds of night pearls hanging on the roof in the center, illuminating the lobby as if it were day, and there are people looking down in the corridor on the second and third floors. It's unattainable.

However, when these proud people saw Fang Yun and the others coming in, their expressions immediately changed.

"Fang Zhenguo is here. After the people nearby finished speaking, the news spread quickly through the hall like ripples in the water.

Fang Yun and the others didn't take a few steps before they felt wrong. As soon as he turned his head, the thousands of students in the entire hall were looking at him.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, and arched his hand: "Everyone, Qiu'an." ”

Thousands of people then returned the salute together.

"I've seen Fang Zhenguo!"

"I've seen Fang Wenhou!"

......

Xiucai Zhike led everyone to the side door and walked up the VIP staircase from the side door. As he walked, he said, "As usual, the Jinshi of the Eleven Kingdoms are on the third floor, and the Jinshi of the Holy Yuan or the Family Jinshi are on the second or third floor. The rest of the jinshi are on the first floor. Don't worry, it's been a long time, but in the end, stand tall and see far. ”

"You're a talker. Chen Lile casually took out a gold leaf from his purse and threw it to Xiucai.

"Thank you, brother! You are so arrogant, you can tell that you are Fang Zhenguo at a glance!" Xiucai Zhike deliberately joked, after all, Fang Yun had already spoken just now.

Everyone laughed, and Chen Lile scolded with a smile: "Are you praising or am you degrading Fang Yun?" He pointed to Fang Yun as he spoke.

That Xiucai knew that the guest god smiled mysteriously: "Fang Wenhou, if you are interested in which Oiran goddess in Kong City, I will help you match, you don't know how many Hua sisters in Kong City are looking forward to you thinking of you!"

Everyone laughed again, and Qiao Juze said with a straight face: "Fang Yun has not yet reached eighteen, but he is the first person in the dignified Ten Kingdoms Competition, how can he linger in Flower Street and Willow Lane......? It doesn't hurt to have me with you. ”

The crowd laughed.

When he arrived on the third floor, he immediately shut up and respectfully sent everyone into an upper room.

Before everyone could sit down, the ten monks of Yueguo came together, carrying a wine jug in one hand and a wine glass in the other.

Hu Shang, the leader, said with a smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time! Not to mention anything else, the ten of us will first salute Fang Zhenguo with a cup, and then we will salute all Jingguo students with a cup, benefactor!"

Fang Yun smiled and picked up the cup on the table, Hu Shang personally poured wine for him, and then the two drank it all.

The third floor is like two worlds, and people on the second or third floors come to Jingguo's room one after another to toast, while the people on the first floor are not even qualified to go upstairs, and they must be led by people on the second or third floors to go upstairs.

"In Xia Jia Ting'an, I have seen Fang Zhenguo......"

"No, Kong Deming has seen Brother Fang, and he talked about you with Delun that day......"

"Haha, Sun Bingning has seen Fang Wenba......"

One after another, the Jinshi of the Ten Kingdoms came.

Today, the eight Jinshi of Jingguo are extremely excited, there are many people here to participate in the Ten Kingdoms Competition last year, but when they came here last year, there were almost not many Jinshi to toast, but today the tenants are endless, and the attitude is excellent, and they completely treat these Jinshi as Jinshi of the Holy Academy.

Qiao Juze and the eight knew in their hearts that these people respected them because of Fang Yun.

It won't be long before Fang Yun will definitely enter the Holy Courtyard and become the best member of the Holy Courtyard.

However, the truly best Jinshi of the Ten Kingdoms did not come here, because they were all accumulating strength for the Dragon Stage.

Every time on the eve of climbing the dragon platform, the undercurrent of the human race and the demon world will surge, in order to compete for the dragon stone, but also to guard against each other.

Fang Yun and the others ushered in and sent them off, and the people who came were all to make a good fate first and prepare for the future, there was nothing important, only Kong Deming's words before leaving were a little special.

"The Ten Nations Cultural Meetings are held in turn, and this time it is Gu Guo. ”

When Kong Deming left, Fang Yunluo understood after thinking about it.

Gu Guo has been controlled by miscellaneous officials, even more so than Jing Guo. It can even be said that Gu Guo has become a testing ground for the sect saints to verify the holy path.

This time, Gu Guo ranked last, not to mention, Qingguo was defeated, stopping at ninth, it can be said that the whole country is sad, the Zong family and the Xun family will inevitably hate each other, and Gu Guo is very likely to play tricks at this meeting.

Fang Yun sneered in his heart, the Terran Cultural Society was prosperous, thousands of cultural meetings were held every day in various places, and the cultural meetings during the festival reached hundreds of thousands. And the cats in the literary meeting are endless, and it is not uncommon to praise and trample on people, compete in secret, and plant blame.

The more petty the literary society, the more tired it is, like the Ten Nations Literary Society, although it is a large-scale literary society, but because there is no supervision by seniors with higher academic ranks, it is easy to have problems.

When Fang Yun participated in the Wenhui in Dayuan Mansion that day, he encountered the matter of the leader of the Wenhui, Liu Zicheng originally wanted to use the Wenhui to suppress Fang Yun, but Fang Yun relied on the word "There is no grass at the end of the world" and Jin Shengyuzhen calmed the audience.

Fang Yun thought about it, this cultural meeting is the Ten Nations Cultural Conference after all. Gu Guo will probably use some small means to disgust people, and it shouldn't be too extreme, after all, this is the foot of the Holy Courtyard.

Fang Yun didn't attach much importance to this literary meeting, to put it bluntly, this kind of literary meeting is to give the Ten Kingdoms Jinshi a place to exchange and get acquainted. Mutual acquaintance is the first, and as for the real status of the Jinshi, they can't look down on the lottery of this literary meeting at all.

Fang Yun thought about it, the Ten Nations Competition had already been in the limelight, and there was no need to press other Jinshi at this kind of meeting.

After the thought came to mind. Fang Yun sighed in his heart, unconsciously, his mentality had changed. I even had the idea of helping others.

"Under the Jinshi, the name of the scholar is disputed, and after the Jinshi, what is fought for is the merit of the human race, and after the Great Confucianism, I am afraid that the fight is the Holy Dao. Only by recognizing one's own position can we know the direction. ”

Fang Yun smiled indifferently, only to feel relaxed, and Wen Qian also made a faint light sound.

Hearts and minds are together, and there is no disadvantage.

Fang Yun looked out the window, the autumn wind was blowing, the night stars were twinkling, and the next step would be a new world.

Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, the most terrible thing in a person's life is not the danger, but the confusion, once he loses his direction, it is more deadly than any hardship. If you go in the wrong direction, the road ahead will be extremely difficult.

Life often has to go through many wrong paths before you can find the right direction.

After a while, there was a sound of spring thunder below, and everyone knew that the meeting was about to begin, so they walked out of the room and stood by the railing of the corridor on the third floor.

Fang Yun looked around, and many jinshi on the third and second floors came to the railing one after another, while many jinshi on the first floor looked at the second or third floor, their eyes full of envy.

On the first floor, at the small desk, Gu Guo's Shangshe Jinshi presided over the meeting, and after the opening remarks, he explained the rules of the meeting.

In front of him was a black box from which the delegates were to draw a note and write a poem according to the title of the note, and it had to be in line with the scene here and now.

Everyone couldn't help frowning when they heard it, this kind of literary meeting that composes poems according to this scene is not nothing, but it is rare to even extract the title, it is autumn at the moment, there is a canal outside the building, surrounded by pavilions and flower boats, it is really lackluster.

But the Wenhui is like this, there will always be all kinds of accidents, and everyone will be quiet after whispering complaints.

After that, the Ten Kingdoms Jinshi sent a representative to Wentai to draw the topic, and Qiao Juze went on behalf of Jingguo.

Fang Yun stood inside the railing, watching as the representatives of the Ten Nations lined up from the box and pulled out a note each, and finally the host recited it.

"Qingguo, with the theme of 'trees'. ”

After listening to this, Fang Yun immediately remembered all kinds of tree poems, and many word brand names also have trees, which can be used in this literary meeting, such as "Wan Nian Chun" and "Inverted Weeping Willow" and so on are all tree names, and they are also word brand names.

After that, the host recited the note of Shu: "Shu Kingdom, with the title of 'flowers'. ”

The people of Shu let out a low laugh, this theme is too broad, not to mention ancient poems, even there are many word names, such as "Chrysanthemum Heaven", "Manjianghong", "One Cut Plum" and so on.

The host recited one after another, and finally Qiao Juze, who had a black face, handed over his note.

"Jingguo, with the title of 'Chinese medicine'. ”

Everyone was stunned, and then the Jinshi of some countries such as Qingguo and Jiaguo who lost to Jingguo let out a low laugh, Chinese medicine poems or word brand names are not rare, but it is too difficult to write them well.

The Jingguo people present hurriedly thought, and many of them even spent their talents, but the more they thought about it, the tighter their brows wrinkled. (To be continued......)

PS: Relatives gathering, I thought I could come back early, but I went to KTV after dinner, the time was not mastered, I must make up for it tomorrow, sorry.