Chapter 112 (1/2)

Shi Dehong was even happier when he saw that Fang Yun didn't dare to answer. He said to Tong Li, ”Tong Li, what's your righteousness and talent?”

Tong Li Mingming was extremely happy, but he still pretended to be light and light, and said, ”my talent and learning are far from being better than Fang Yun. However, I have studied 'rites' deeply, and my classics and righteousness talent is one foot and six inches.”

Fang Yun looked at Tong Li in surprise and knew that his talent and learning were not bad, but his level of Scripture and righteousness had barely left the county before, but at the moment there was one foot six inches, which showed that he was very lucky to play extraordinary in addition to his great progress in this month.

Shi Dehong immediately laughed and said, ”good boy Li! Jingguo is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. When I was a scholar in those years, my meritorious talent was only one foot four inches! How about your holy words and poems?”

Tong Li said modestly, ”poetry hasn't been out of the county and doesn't show talent. Now I want to come, at least it's a B. as for the holy word, this year's topic is really wonderful. I can't get B even if I die. It's probably C.”

Shi Dehong immediately said: ”Tong Li, you're wrong! Your holy words are not as good as Fang Yun, and your poems are not as good as Fang Yun. But you are full of righteousness. What should you do if Fang Yun's scriptures are not as good as you? Isn't Fang Yun's literary name a flower in the mirror or a moon in the water? No, Fang Yun, you must write your scriptures in public and compare them with Tong Li's! I believe your scriptures are better than him Yes! ”

Shi Dehong winked at Tong Li as he spoke, reassuring him.

Tong Li understands that poetry mainly depends on talent and talent, while the meaning of scriptures is different. The meaning of scriptures not only needs to understand the ideas of saints, but also needs a long time of thinking and thinking. It also needs the accumulation and experience of life. Fang Yun, even if there are great talents, it is impossible to write the meaning of scriptures of the county in three months.

Tong Li has some regrets now. He also thinks that his Jingyi can go out of the county. He knew that he had so many Jingyi talents, so he shouldn't worry about Fang Yun. The position of maocai must be his own. But when he thought that he was so ugly and kowtowed to Fang Yun in front of so many people, Tong Li hated Fang Yun even more.

”Brother Fang, although you bet, I admire you very much. Just retell your scriptures in public and let us have a peek at them. Anyway, the government literary academy will come up with excellent Scriptures every year for other students to learn. Your must be among them.” Tong Li said.

”Yes, Fang Yun, aren't you afraid?” Shi Dehong said.

Fang Yun said, ”my achievements will be known on the day of release. No matter how much I say here, it will neither increase my poetic talent by half an inch nor reduce it by half an inch. It's useless to say more. Goodbye!”

When Fang Yun finished, the passers-by immediately gave way to him. Shi Dehong wanted to follow Fang Yun, but the road made for Fang Yun suddenly closed. Everyone looked straight at Shi Dehong without fear.

Shi Dehong and Tong Li were angry. They didn't expect Fang Yun to win the support of the people. So many civilians were not afraid of a person and a future scholar. They had to squeeze out slowly.

Fang Yun quickly walked out of Wenyuan street and saw his carriage parked three days ago.

There are not only Yang Yuhuan, but also Zhao Hongzhuang, who is still dressed as a man. Qian Juren and the people who competed in the dragon boat race that day are there. Naturally, there are pangju people who can't help protecting him, and uncle Fang Shouye also stands aside in casual clothes.

When they saw Fang Yun coming, they immediately smiled. The slave jumped over quickly, jumped into Fang Yun's arms, and kept twisting his body to get close to Fang Yun.

Fang Yun stroked it and walked to the crowd.

Others continued to smile, but Fang Shouye found that Fang Yun's expression was different, and his smile gradually faded.

”Fang Yun, how did you do in the exam!” a humanitarian.

Qian Juren immediately said, ”he's a double armour. This time, naturally, it's nothing. By the way, what's the title of this year's Scripture?”

”Indecent ceremony.” Fang Yun said.

”Cut off the question? It's harder than last year.” one person said immediately.

Qian Juren: ”go, let's talk while walking. Tell me your idea of solving the problem. It's very difficult. I don't have a clue after listening to it.”

Fang Yun thought of the vision of Scripture righteousness, sighed helplessly and said, ”if you don't talk about Scripture righteousness today, you'll see it tomorrow.”

The originally cheerful people changed their faces, especially Yang Yuhuan, looking at Fang Yun nervously.

Fang Shouye asked in a deep voice, ”what's the matter? Is it a crime or a partial problem? Or does it use the wrong meaning of a great Confucian? I have pen and ink on my carriage. Write it down and let's have a look.”

”It's really inconvenient to write. I'd better wait for tomorrow.” Fang Yun shook his head.

The surrounding atmosphere is more dignified. Fang Yun doesn't even dare to write. It is very likely that there is a big problem. It is likely that it is Ding and loses the ranking qualification. If Fang Yun can't even pass the scholar examination, don't say that the scholar has no qualification to go to the book mountain. From now on, he doesn't need to do anything. He can only wait for the collapse of the literary palace.

”How could it be like this?” Fang Shouye's eyes are filled with sadness. If Fang Yun really loses the imperial examination, the Terran will lose a talent, and Fang Yun will be like a meteor. Although he once shone in the night sky, he will eventually be forgotten.