Countless great scholars are flying towards the Great Yan Kingdom. What a spectacular scene!
But it’s not surprising once you know the reason, what is it? This is a new literary path.
That is a new path that can break through the shackles of Confucianism. Compared with martial arts and Taoism, that is the founder of the sect!
If we take this step further, there is no telling if we will actually take that step, so these top scholars are flying with all their might!
On the other side, seeing the visions continuing to appear, Xu Que instantly realized something was wrong.
"Brother, sister-in-law, get in the car quickly!" Xu Que shouted immediately.
Xu Fan and Liu Rushi, who were still kneeling down, didn't quite understand what Xu Que meant.
But seeing Xu Que's nervous expression, Xu Fan also noticed something was wrong, picked up Liu Rushi and rushed into the carriage.
"Drive!" Xu Que whipped his riding whip wildly, looking towards the sky from time to time.
"Brother, you have created a new..."
Before Xu Fan could say anything excitedly, Xu Que immediately interrupted: "Brother, we are going home now and we haven't seen anything!"
Xu Fan nodded heavily. Only this time did he understand what Xu Que meant.
Yes, think about it, a person who just has a literary foundation can create a new literary path. This is so terrifying. On the other hand, those great Confucians could not cross that road even after decades of silence...
Just when the carriage had traveled less than five miles, two figures stood in the sky next to the vision.
"Who opened the road to literature? Please ask this friend to show up!"
The road to literature is also divided into a big road and a small road. The small road is a newly opened road on top of the big road, but its origin belongs to the big road, and those who open the small road can spread the holy words for hundreds of miles. The main road is different. It is a new literary road. The holy word can be spread throughout the five countries and six regions, and even further...
Although there are many literary paths, how many major roads are there?
As the sound gradually spread, other top scholars also arrived one after another.
"Congratulations, Brother, Brother Li!" The scholar rushed over and handed over his hand.
"Hello everyone, I, Crazy Li, won't be able to greet you one by one. May I ask who opened the new path?" Li Yaoshan asked with cupped hands.
The great scholars who came looked at each other in confusion, and they all wanted to know who got this way.
Seeing that no one answered, He Zhiqiu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It seems that it's not us!"
"Why aren't Ji Mingzi, Yan Qingyu, and Peng Sheng here?" One of the great scholars looked around curiously.
"Could this vision be left by one of them?" Li Yaoshan asked as he looked at everyone.
"With our speed, it is not easy to go where we want to go? If it is one of these three people, it would not be surprising. After all, a new road has been opened. It is normal to go back to seclusion to understand the power of literature and art." Another top scholar road.
"That makes sense!" Zu Shanhe nodded at this time.
And these great Confucians don't seem to care about the ordinary people below. For them, those who can open up new paths must be great Confucians!
"Let's go to Beimang Fan Mountain to have a look!" One of the great scholars suggested.
After hearing what he said, there were still a few great scholars who were unwilling to go. After all, a new road had been opened for them, and going here now would obviously please that person.
Watching several great scholars flying back, Li Yaoshan and He Zhiqiu didn't care. Now they were determined to find out who opened the new path to literature.
And just as these people flew towards Beimang, the same momentum belonging to the great Confucian flew towards them.
Seeing that the person was Yan Qingyu, the faces of the great scholars instantly turned bad.
"I've met Brother Li, I've met Brother He, I've met Brother Zhang..."
As Yan Qingyu said hello one by one, everyone knew that the person was not him!
"Are you going to Cangshan to find Peng Sheng? Or are you going to the ancient Xilou Kingdom?" Zu Shanhe asked everyone.
"If we talk about these two people, I think Ji Mingzi has a higher chance. After all, there is Buddhism there." Yan Qingyu suggested.
Seeing everyone nodding in agreement, a dozen or so scholars immediately flew to the ancient Jinsheng Academy in the west building.
Xu Fan and the others didn't know how much noise Xu Que had caused by opening Xinwen Road. They were just like little transparent people, just rushing home so quietly!
When he finally left Guan County, Xu Fan screamed excitedly, but he had endured it all the way.
"Brother, we just left Guan County, and we are less than twenty miles away from the vision!" Xu Que quickly advised.
"Little brother!" Xu Fan directly opened the curtain and placed both hands heavily on Xu Que's shoulders.
Xu Que's eyes twitched. His eldest brother was a scholar! Why is this power so great?
"Little brother, you have pioneered the art of literature before you even practiced it. You are truly a great talent for all generations. You will definitely become famous when you get the literary heart! When you get home, your father and mother will definitely take you to worship your ancestors. !" Xu Fan said excitedly.
Xu Que was a little shocked. Will he become famous when he wins Wen Xin?
Doesn't this mean... that after he passes the Jinshi examination, the emperor will have an operation on him?
"Brother, calm down first." Xu Que quickly comforted him.
"Ah?" Xu Fan was a little confused: "Why should you be calm? Shouldn't you be happy?"
"Brother, listen to me." Xu Que once again reminded Xu Fan to calm down. He felt that this matter was a bit troublesome...
When Xu Fan saw that Xu Que's expression was not very good, he immediately put away his excited expression and remained calm for a while before nodding and looking at Xu Que.
"Brother, you just said that you will become famous after you win the Wenxin? Does that mean that with the Wenxin, this literary path will appear?"
"Yes." Xu Fan said casually: "Not necessarily. As long as you don't show your literary heart, others will not be able to see it, unless the saint comes in person."
Xu Fan's heavy breathing almost made Xu Que collapse. He thought it was going to be cold that day, but it turned out that he had a near miss.
Seeing the ups and downs in Xu Que's expression, Xu Fan continued: "Although you don't have to show off your sincerity, there is a situation where you must show off your elegance."
"Under what circumstances?" Xu Que immediately asked.
"The imperial power is aware of it!" Xu Fan said these four words seriously.
"Can the emperor check it?" Xu Que was a little confused. With his style, the dog emperor must want to see his Wen Xin.
Xu Fan nodded and looked at Xu Que with an affirmative look.
"Uncle, I just thought there was a way to survive, but now I'm about to hit the wall again!"
Xu Que's teeth ached with hatred. If he had known it would be like this, he would have written such a stupid poem!
"Brother, you don't have to worry. As long as you keep a low profile, the emperor may not check your literary heart. After all, what he wants is the kind of literary heart that belongs to him." Xu Fan patted Xu Que's shoulder.
"You mean to say that the imperial power cannot be used casually?" Xu Que asked doubtfully.
"Well, after each palace examination, the emperor will inspect up to five Jinshi, and these people will be used by him in the future."
Xu Que was treated to an extreme sport by Xu Fan this time. He wanted to pry open his elder brother's mind and see why he didn't choose the main one in this cycle? Don’t you know what you are worried about?
In fact, Xu Fan also knew about it, but he felt that it was impossible to happen. After all, the emperor hated the Xu family to his core, so how could he waste an opportunity to check on Xu Que?
Xu Que and Xu Fan started chatting again, but this time the conversation was not so serious.
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Xilou Ancient Kingdom Jinsheng Academy
Li Yaoshan, He Zhiqiu and others disappeared like immortals, and in front of them was the splendid Golden Academy!
"This academy is really impressive." Zu Shanhe said with a smile.
"Yes, this is the only place in the world that can be called magnificent." He Zhiqiu nodded in agreement.
As a group of great scholars appeared, the students of the college bowed respectfully.
These great scholars had no time to pay attention to these students, and walked straight to Ji Mingzi's residence on the golden ladder and jade road.
When they arrived at a building that looked like a palace, everyone looked at each other in confusion. Logically speaking, when they came, Ji Mingzi should come out. Could it be...
Just when everyone was guessing, a shadow appeared at the entrance of the palace. This person had dark skin, wore a white cloth on his head, and had a curly beard, but his eyes were full of wisdom.
The virtual shadow raised its head to the sky and slowly recited the poem that opened up a new road: "The spring rain is enough, dyeing the stream with new green. Two feather jade flies from outside the willow, and we bathe in the clear sky..."
More than a dozen great scholars looked at each other, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly, because they had all guessed it!
"Let's go, one word, today is his..." Li Yaoshan walked away in the air.
Zu Shanhe and others also admitted that they were impressed and left Shengjin Academy one after another...
