As the most famous Jindu in Mingzhou City, its geographical conditions are quite advantageous. Not only is the land flat and open, but the water is also extremely deep, which is more than enough to accommodate more than ten ships.
However, now it is filled to the brim with a huge painting boat.
Inside the boat, the banquet has reached its climax.
This blissful banquet was initiated in the name of King Rui Guo Kan. Not to mention half of the famous people in Mingzhou attended. Even the Huainan Road and Shannan Road next door had dignitaries who came here to admire it. The head of the Immortal Sect, the martial arts
Giants and important officials from the imperial court gathered here, and any guest at the banquet would be frightened to death by just naming them.
Despite the turbulent waves rolling in the canal outside, this painting boat is like a dragon palace on the water, as stable as Mount Tai. There are people drinking wine in the hall, singing and dancing in the hall, and there is a special person in the corner who displays magical powers and visions, and the colorful lights are dazzling, just like the Xuanxiao Danque.
Only His Highness King Rui, who is full of fantastic ideas, can think of asking a third-level martial artist to let go of his body and become an atmosphere team.
"It's better to be famous than to meet. I never thought that Yu Zhizhou was also a sweetheart." Guo Kan seemed to be in a very good mood, chatting happily with the people next to him.
"Your Highness is so complimentary!"
The person who spoke was about forty years old, with thick eyebrows and broad eyes, and a handsome appearance, but his words had a bit of a scumbag flavor, and his whole body was full of wretchedness.
This man is none other than Yu Chengsi, the magistrate of Mingzhou.
Encountering such a peak, Shi Haowen, who was sitting on the left, sighed secretly and just lowered his head to drink, not showing the slightest interest in the topic the two people were talking about.
In just a short time, I have already talked about Yangzhou Shou Ma to West Lake Boat Girl, and I still don’t know what to say about tigers and wolves.
Disgraceful to politeness!
But what really made him dissatisfied was Guo Kan.
To be precise, it's his clothes.
According to the etiquette, the prince should be awarded purple robes and gold belts, but for some reason Guo Kan wore a red robe half-undressed and blatantly entertained guests.
Dazhou belongs to the fire virtue, the color is red, and red is respected.
Wearing a scarlet or crimson color can be said to be a child's immaturity, but it is red.
What does he want to do?
With Guo Kan's sensitive identity, even if he accidentally chose the wrong color, there would be no discerning people around him to remind him...
Shi Haowen played with the wine glass in his hand, and a ridiculous conjecture flashed through his mind, so absurd that he almost laughed.
He didn't believe that someone could be so stupid.
"Shi Tong San, what do you think?"
Just when Shi Haowen was deep in thought, a question suddenly woke him up.
"During the preliminary examination of the Civil and Military Competition, are there any talents that Shi Tongjian likes?" Seeing that there was still some confusion in his eyes, Yu Chengsi asked patiently again.
When Haowen came back to his senses, he realized that all the geishas and dancers in the hall had disappeared without a trace. Instead, there were several young people dressed as scholars standing proudly among them. Each of them was a well-known talent in the Jiangnan literary world. p>
To be honest, he was not very interested in the civil and military competition held by King Rui. Besides, the only ones who passed the preliminary examination were the same old faces, so he immediately laughed: "Maybe I should ask Mr. Ruan this question."
At the mention of those two words, Yu Chengsi's face changed slightly and he winked at him implicitly.
Sure enough, Guo Kan flew into a rage as if he had been touched, and kicked over the table in front of him: "That old immortal dared to touch my face, and he will definitely make the whole Heshan Academy bleed like a river!" As soon as these words came out, not only were Yu Shi and Yu Shi at loggerheads, but the bustling banquet instantly fell into silence!
The status of Heshan Academy is so transcendent. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the leader in Jiangnan literary circles. It is no longer a simple academy, it is the holy place in the hearts of many scholars.
But King Rui actually threatened to destroy the whole family of Heshan Academy in front of everyone. Could it be that he is crazy?
Even Yu Chengsi, who wanted to flatter Guo Kan, didn't dare risk the disapproval of the world to come out to smooth things over. If he said an ambiguous word on Guo Kan's behalf, he, the magistrate, would not be able to protect himself.
"Why are you not talking anymore?" Guo Kan disapproved, stood up unsteadily, holding a wine bottle and said with drunken eyes: "I want to kill a few old dogs, what's the problem?"
Faced with these repeated provocations, some people finally couldn't sit still. Suddenly a young scholar in the hall folded his pen and shouted: "Your Highness, please be careful what you say! Mr. Ruan is a veteran of three dynasties and has devoted his whole life to the great Zhou Dynasty."
, how can you be so contemptuous!"
"Yuanju is not talented, but he also knows how to respect the wise and polite!"
There was silence at first, and then sporadic cheers suddenly broke out. Gradually, the momentum grew stronger, and public opinion gathered together to form a majestic torrent.
"Well said!"
"How can scholars of our generation be afraid of power? It's such a joy!"
"Master Feng is indeed a model scholar!"
Feng Yuanju turned around and looked at everyone. No matter how good he was at cultivating his qi, he couldn't help but feel his heart racing and his blood boiling in this situation.
He is known as a child prodigy and has been studying at Heshan Academy since he was a child. Although he was not officially accepted by Mr. Ruan, he was more or less mentored by him and has always regarded himself as a half-disciple.
It's not that he doesn't know the consequences of openly offending Guo Kan, it just involves the bottom line and there is absolutely no room for maneuver.
Use the knife to achieve success, and live up to the youth!
What's more, looking at this situation, I am not alone, so why should I be afraid?
To his surprise, Guo Kan did not immediately call for someone to drag him out. Instead, he clapped his hands with interest: "Fang Keji, are everyone here?"
Outside the hall, a scholar in a green shirt slowly walked in.
"Reporting to Your Highness, except for Heshan Academy and Chai Mansion, all the other candidates for civil service leadership are here."
"Two less? Will there be any impact?"
"Probably not. After all, when we decided on the ten candidates, we already considered the absence of some people."
"It's good luck for them to live one more day." Guo Kan pointed at Feng Yuanju contemptuously, as if he was choosing an animal: "What do you think of his fate?"
Fang Keji put his fingers together, flicked them in front of his eyes, and after a few breaths, he replied: "Tian Yuan is a wealthy person, and your life is precious. If you were born in the Taiping era, you would be able to secure at least six heavenly officials."
Guo Kan's eyes widened when he heard this, and he suddenly became excited. He grinned and yelled: "Okay! Okay! Okay! This king is really destined to be blessed by fate. He can be a pillar of the country at any time!"
"It's so good, let's use him... to sacrifice the flag!"
Flag sacrifice?
Everyone in the boat couldn't believe their ears. It was promised that the civil and military competition would boost the hearts of the people of Mingzhou, but how could they come up with a sacrificial flag?!
Shi Haowen and other court officials stood up one after another: "Is it possible that Your Highness wants to do something that is rebellious!"
"Noisy!" Guo Kan had been holding it in for so long, how could he allow others to comment, and smiled cruelly at Fang Keji: "Do it!"
"Yes."
Fang Keji nodded in response and held it with one hand. Feng Yuanju seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and was caught in the air uncontrollably.
"Three souls transform into gods and form a formation!"
The edict sounded like thunder, and seven pillars of light suddenly rose up in Mingzhou City. The sky suddenly changed, and black clouds rolled in like a storm, making people breathless.
Feng Yuanju's hands and feet were fluttering wildly, and suddenly his whole body trembled, and a strange throbbing came from the Tianling Gai, as if his three souls and seven souls were about to be taken away!
"Fall into the palace and return to your destiny!"
Fang Keji lowered his eyes and only focused on making hand gestures and chanting incantations. He saw that Feng Yuanju's face was getting less and less bloody, and soon there was air coming in and out.
"Where's the Qianlong Pot?" Guo Kan asked hurriedly, remembering that there was still a key issue that hadn't been resolved.
"Bileg said he had found it, and it was in the hands of a young man. He was about to get it..."
"Your Highness didn't bother, I got it!"
A blind old man in ragged clothes broke into the painting boat, holding a simple bronze pot in his hands!
Just when he passed by Fang Keji, a burst of ridicule suddenly came from his ears.
"You really surprised me, Brother Yan."
The old man was startled and then whispered: "To each other, two or five boys."