Sitting on the seat next to Yun Guo Daru, Du Ning felt extremely comfortable and quiet.

Ye Jinghong chatted with the great scholars, while Du Ning sat aside in silence.

Even though Du Ning is already a Wenjun, he is still a rising star after all. All the great scholars present are seniors, so Du Ning should abide by the etiquette of a junior.

Jiang Xingtian suddenly joked: "You always say that I am the number one person in the literary world of Yun State. Now in front of Yun Qijun, do you still dare to boast like this? Mr. Du! Today I am the number one person in the literary world of Yun State."

The account ban is handed over to you."

Du Ning was flattered and said: "What did Mr. Baimei say? How dare students? Students are juniors in front of you. Please don't slander my reputation!"

"Haha..."

Jiang Xingtian laughed and said: "Don't be nervous, I'm just telling the truth. With your current literary reputation, you really deserve the title of the first person in the literary world of Yun State. I am deeply pleased that our Guoxue Palace can produce someone like you."

I am extremely proud of being a scholar."

"Sir, the student is unworthy of the award." Du Ning said modestly.

Ye Jinghong said: "Brother Jiang says you are worthy of the job, so you must be worthy of the job. Brother Jiang's eyesight is generally not wrong."

Du Ning smiled, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Being so boastful about himself right from the start made Du Ning feel a little uncomfortable.

Ye Jinghong said: "You don't have to be nervous. We are all from the Yun Kingdom here. Relax a little and don't appear too rigid."

"Students know."

Du Ning found that everyone's atmosphere was very harmonious. Because they had reached the level of Confucianism, they no longer adhered to ordinary etiquette. On the contrary, the younger generations wanted to be more polite to them.

Unknowingly, it’s noon.

Suddenly, a servant of the Fu family came in and said: "Gentlemen, Mr. Pingguang and the old lady are here."

After the words fell, everyone stood up one after another.

I saw Pingguang Lord Fu Shuyun leading a white-haired old woman into the main hall, followed by many great scholars and bachelors, all of whom were Fu Shuyun's brothers and cousins, as well as relatives of the Ouyang family.

The old lady of the Fu family is more than a hundred years old. She is Fu Yue's grandmother and Fu Shuyun's mother. Although she is old, her body and bones still look strong, and she seems to be carrying a breeze when she walks.<

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After Mrs. Fu sat in the high hall, Fu Shuyun said: "Mother, please sit down here. The auspicious time will come soon. The marriage team of Fu Yue's nephew has already brought the sedan back, and they will come to pay homage to the hall soon."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Mrs. Fu smiled from ear to ear and said to the many guests: "Everyone has come a long way today. I would like to express my gratitude here."

"You don't have to be polite, old lady."

"We should attend the Fu family's wedding."

"Brother Shuhang, congratulations, your Fu Yue has married a good wife!"

Everyone congratulated.

The great scholar Fu Shuhang cupped his hands and said to everyone: "Thank you all for your blessings. After the dog's worship is over, let's all have a few more drinks."

Then Fu Shuhang said to the great scholar of the Ouyang family: "Brother Ouyang, please take a seat!"

"Please!"

The great scholars of the Ouyang family and Fu Shuhang sat on either side of Mrs. Fu, while the others took their seats.

Mrs. Fu suddenly asked: "I said... Yun Qijun should be here too, right? Xiaoyue told me that Yun Qijun is a good friend he met in the Holy Courtyard..."
Chapter completed!