"Okay, now I announce the results of these four competitions. The final winner of this competition in the Hall of Heroes is Chen Shaojun and Mr. Chen!"
At this moment, the happiest thing is that the emperor is offering wine to the emperor above the main hall. After all, he is a member of the Confucian and Taoist lineage of the Great Shang Dynasty. Chen Shaojun wins this time, and everyone is honored.
"Mr. Chen, congratulations!"
"Mr. Chen, congratulations!"
"Mr. Chen, congratulations!"
…
In an instant, voices of congratulations could be heard one after another in the hall. At this moment, Chen Shaojun deservedly became the focus of everyone's attention.
"Wait a moment!"
At this moment, an unconvinced voice sounded in the hall:
"Chen Shaojun, can't you just do a good job on one article? What's so great about it?"
In the main hall, Wang Xiaonian stood up at some point and pointed at Chen Shaojun with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
He was really fed up. These two bastards were too arrogant, especially Chen Shaojun, who had suppressed him three times in succession. As long as this guy was around, he was doomed to be dim, even if his articles were second only to Chen Shaojun.
And Liao Boya, no one paid attention to him at all.
No matter civil or military, people will only notice the first place, who will pay attention to the third place?
"Let me tell you, even if you get first place, I am still better than you. You are still not my opponent. You have not made a breakthrough yet, but I have already become a great scholar, and I am the youngest great scholar!"
Wang Xiaonian jumped on the back of the big green bull, pointing down at Chen Shaojun.
"boom!"
The next moment, without any hesitation, Wang Xiaonian instantly burst out with the awe-inspiring righteousness that had just been transformed in his body. The sky and the earth roared, and a thick milky white essence burst out from the pores of Wang Xiaonian's body, and then quickly gathered into a thick pillar of light, majestic.
Swinging, breaking through the roof of the palace, straight into the sky.
That milky white light is completely different from ordinary essence. It is filled with an extremely strong, indestructible, and incomparable power.
Haoran is upright!
He really broke through to become a great Confucian.
Even if he had expected something, seeing Wang Xiaonian's cultivation with his own eyes was still shocking.
"Wang Xiaonian, is this why you stopped me?"
Chen Shaojun said calmly.
Not far away, Liao Boya, who was about to leave the hall with his teacher Ou Yemian, turned around when he saw this, glanced at Wang Xiaonian, and seemed to be smiling.
This one doesn’t seem to understand yet!
Liao Boya shook his head imperceptibly, but did not reveal anything.
On the opposite side, Wang Xiaonian heard this and his nose was almost crooked with anger. What do you mean just for this? This is such a great and righteous spirit. This is a great Confucian, and the youngest Confucian!
Looking around the world, there is no one who can compare with him.
"Chen Shaojun, you bastard, do you look down on me?"
Wang Xiaonian cursed angrily. He always had a high self-esteem and never paid much attention to others. Only Chen Shaojun could do this. He could make him furious with just a few words.
"You're worrying too much, I didn't think so."
Chen Shaojun said, still looking very indifferent.
"You guy! I am more literary and have a higher level than you, but you just don't want to admit it, right?"
Wang Xiaonian asked forcefully.
"No, I didn't say that."
Chen Shaojun said.
"How dare you say that?"
Wang Xiaonian was about to press further, but at this moment, something unexpected happened.
"Master Chen? The Confucian leader has issued an order, specifically ordering us to wait here for the master and go to the holy temple."
Before the voice fell, I followed the sound and saw three old men with white hair and beards appearing at the door of the Hall of Heroes. The three men lowered their heads slightly and looked quite respectful, but in front of everyone's attention
Seeing the powerful aura in the three people's bodies, their expressions changed involuntarily.
Great master!
The weakest of these three old men is actually a great master of literature. The awe-inspiring righteousness in their bodies is as vast as a river and the sea. Wang Xiaonian, the newly promoted Confucian, is as insignificant in front of the three of them as clouds are to the bright sun.
, not worth mentioning.
And with their status as great masters, these three people actually showed great respect to Chen Shaojun at this time. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they treated Chen Shaojun as a distinguished guest.
"How is it possible, where is the Confucian leader? Are you mistaken? What did the Confucian leader ask him to do in the temple? Does he have the qualifications?"
Before Chen Shaojun opened his mouth, Wang Xiaonian couldn't bear it anymore.
What is going on? He is a Jingyue prodigy. Even a few days ago, when he went to the Holy Temple to be promoted to a great scholar and became the youngest great scholar in the entire human world, he had never been treated like this.
What kind of identity does Chen Shaojun have that allows three great masters to wait here?
This is absolutely impossible, the three old men must have heard wrongly.
Wang Xiaonian would never believe it!
"These are naturally the orders of the Confucian leader. Mr. Chen is so young, but he has already reached the realm of great Confucianism. It is really gratifying. The Confucian leader has said that he will personally preside over the ceremony for Mr. Chen and transform the literary spirit in his body into awe-inspiring righteousness.
"
One of the old men said.
"Wow!"
After hearing the words of the great master, there was a roar in the hall.
Hongru!
Chen Shaojun turned out to be Hongru!
The scholars in the main hall looked at each other in confusion.
During this period, there were many scholars who went to the holy temple to transform their literary spirit, but most of them just transformed their literary spirit and were promoted to the realm of great Confucianism. As for none of them, there were no great Confucian scholars. It is much more difficult to go from great Confucianism to great Confucianism than from zero literary spirit to great Confucianism. Looking at the entire human world
, those who can be promoted to the Confucian realm at this age are rare and hard to find.
But now, the three great masters of the temple actually said that Chen Shaojun had reached the realm of Confucianism, which was too shocking for everyone.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could this kid be Hongru?"
At this time, the most shocked person was Wang Xiaonian. He pointed at Chen Shaojun and his eyes turned red.
He is a child prodigy in Jingyue, the youngest Confucian, and he still has the essence of ancient sages in his body, and he has received guidance from many great masters. Even he can only achieve the realm of Confucianism. How can this guy Chen Shaojun be stronger than him?
?
At this moment, the only ones who remained calm and did not have too many surprises were Liao Boya, Ou Yemian, and in the far corner, Chen Shaojun's father, Chen Zongxi.
"It is indeed him."
Liao Boya looked at Chen Shaojun's back and smiled slightly.
He had already vaguely guessed before that if a person in the literary and acting world could write a sage chapter and surpass him, how could he be an ordinary person?
Wang Xiaonian was blinded by jealousy. It is normal for Chen Shaojun to behave like this. Otherwise, it would be too incredible.
"Teacher, let's go."
Liao Boya turned and looked at his teacher Ou Yemian.
The latter nodded, the matter here is over, and the next thing is the internal affairs of the Great Shang Dynasty, and it is time for the two of them to leave.
Without disturbing anyone, the two quickly left the Hall of Heroes.
"Master Chen, please."
At this moment, another old man with a Grand Master level spoke up, not paying attention to Wang Xiaonian next to him.
In the eyes of the three of them, the dispute between the two was at most a quarrel between children.
"Son of a bitch!"
Wang Xiaonian lowered his head and gritted his teeth in anger.
Hongru, Hongru!
Why did he lose to this guy again? I originally thought that I had surpassed him, but why was he being outdone everywhere?
Is this guy his nemesis?
Chen Shaojun couldn't help but smile in his heart when he saw Wang Xiaonian gritting his teeth.
This guy is arrogant and arrogant, and Chen Shaojun understands what he is thinking.
"Teachers, please wait for me for a moment."
Chen Shaojun turned around and bowed to the three great masters, and then turned around and walked towards Wang Xiaonian under the surprised eyes of everyone.
Wang Xiaonian raised his head in surprise. This guy stole the show. Did he want to show off in front of everyone again?
"Wang Xiaonian, you don't actually need to. In fact, you have already won. At least you are indeed the youngest prodigy, right?"
Chen Shaojun smiled.
Looking at the astonished Wang Xiaonian, he immediately walked out of the hall before he could react.
"Three teachers, please."
The three great masters nodded and took Chen Shaojun towards the direction of the temple.
At the entrance of the main hall, Wang Xiaonian stood on the back of the big green bull, stunned, his mind went blank.
This guy... actually praised himself?
Wang Xiaonian was in a dream. This was the first time he had been praised by Chen Shaojun since he met Chen Shaojun.
This is a compliment from an opponent!
"This kid...is he willing to admit defeat?"
At that moment, the corners of Wang Xiaonian's mouth slowly turned up, and then he showed a proud smile.
"Master, this guy looks pretty good."
At this moment, Daqingniu's voice sounded directly in Wang Xiaonian's mind.
"Well, not bad, it does look a lot more pleasing to the eye."
Wang Xiaonian thought secretly, but he quickly came to his senses:
"Huh, what's good? I'm the youngest prodigy, so why do I need his praise? Ignore him, Xiaoqing, let's go."
Wang Xiaonian raised his head slightly, with a look of pride on his face, and then rode the big green bull and left the Hall of Heroes.
As Chen Shaojun left the Hall of Heroes, the competition between Dawen and Dashang came to an end.
With a crash, and with the sound of wings vibrating, carrier pigeons flew to various parts of the capital. The results of this competition, including the vision of a literary world between two top young geniuses, also spread throughout the capital.
"boom!"
A moment later, the entire capital erupted into earth-shaking cheers.
"Great, Dashang has won, Dashang has won!"
"Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth, hahaha. I knew that our big merchants would definitely win."
"What's the name of the young man who defeated Liao Boya? Chen Shaojun? What a good name, what a good name!"
…
The entire Dashang, Literary and Taoist lineage was finally relieved, and the people of Dashang also breathed a sigh of relief. With this competition, the name Chen Shaojun also resounded throughout the capital, and for the entire Confucian and Taoist lineage,