Mount Liu's hair used to only have a few strands of silver, but now, all of them had turned white!
Ji Zhibai was stunned. He did not expect Mount Liu to change so much. 6d
Then, Ji Zhibai felt the sky above the capital shake violently. A terrifying force pressed down on him.
Bang …
The roofs of all the houses in the Liu residence exploded. Debris and tiles flew everywhere. Everyone in the Liu residence covered their heads and ran away.
The terrifying power continued to press down. Liu Shan's eyes widened in anger as his white hair flew in the wind. His green scholar robes were filled with energy and bulged everywhere. The energy quickly tore through his long robes and left cracks on his green robes.
Mount Liu gritted his teeth. The veins on his forehead were visible. He pressed his hands on the table. His fingers sank into the hard red sandalwood table.
"Squeak …"
From Liu Shan's forehead, the sharp sound of a fingernail scratching glass could be heard. It was annoying.
Ji Zhibai was shocked.
That was an external force leaving a mark on Wen Dan!
Ji Zhibai was only a Jinshi and was very young. Therefore, his Wen Dan was shattered.
However, Mount Liu's Wen Dan had not only reached the second realm, but was also much stronger than other young people of the same realm after decades of training.
The power of the people's resentment could not break Mount Liu's Wen Dan, but it could leave a mark on it!
The Wen Dan collapsed like an egg being turned into nothingness by a powerful force.
When the Wen Dan broke, it was like an egg being smashed. The yolk and the egg white flowed out.
When the Wen Dan cracked, it was like a crack on the eggshell. The yolk might flow out.
When the Wen Dan left a mark, it only damaged the eggshell. The white membrane inside the eggshell was still there.
However, a mark was a mark. It was very difficult to recover.
Before last year's Jinshi Exam, Fang Yun wrote "Bamboo and Stone" in prison. He used the popular sentiment to attack Mount Liu and forced Mount Liu to recuperate for several months.
The resentment of the people was scarier than the sentiment of the people.
Now, Mount Liu's scholarly integrity was covered in dust. As long as he was still an official of Jingguo and was still helping Zong Sheng, he would never be able to become a Great Confucian.
Now, Mount Liu only had four ways to resolve the grievances of the people.
Resignation.
Betraying Zong Sheng.
Zong Sheng would take on the grievances of the people.
Jingguo was destroyed.
Zong Sheng's ambition was to become a secondary saint. Any resentment from the masses was extremely fatal to him. Once he dared to take on the grievances of the people of Mishou, Fang Yun would have a way to force him to take on the grievances of the people of Jingguo, making his chances of being conferred the title of Quasi-sage extremely slim.
If Mount Liu betrayed Zong Sheng, only death awaited him.
Once he resigned. That would mean that the Left Prime Minister's party would be completely disbanded, and Zong Sheng's plan in Jingguo would fail completely.
Now, Mount Liu only had one way, and that was to destroy Jingguo.
However, a Left Prime Minister with scars of literary courage. Not to mention destroying Jingguo, whether he could use the power of literary courage within the next three months was a big problem!
Mount Liu could only lie at home for the next few months. Once he dared to go to the imperial court, the enemies of the Left Prime Minister would definitely start a war.
A Left Prime Minister with complete literary courage would be like a mainstay and a stabilizing force in the imperial court. However, he had scars of literary courage. Once he was involved in a war, his literary courage would definitely worsen. His enemies might even find an opportunity to crack him open!
Ji Zhibai only felt a chill run down his spine. For the first time, he realized that Fang Yun had not only surpassed him, but had even crushed him. Fang Yun was at least a person who could stand side by side with Mount Liu!
"The reason why Fang Yun did not attack me during the banquet was not because he did not care. It was because I was not worthy to be attacked, so he bypassed me to take revenge on my teacher! In this way, not only could he indirectly attack me, but he could also attack my teacher. He could also prevent my teacher from retaliating after he leaves Jingguo for Notre-Dame. This was his real goal! "
Ji Zhibai looked at Mount Liu, speechless. Previously, he and Mount Liu had already planned a counterattack. As soon as Fang Yun left Jingguo for Notre-Dame, the Left Prime Minister's faction would launch an all-out attack.
However, Fang Yun had destroyed all of their plans.
"Fang Yun, what an Old Man. I have underestimated you!" Mount Liu slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His silver hair did not make him look old. On the contrary, it added an inexplicable charm to him. His eyes were different from before. In the past, his eyes were always as calm as a lake. Now, his eyes were like a surging ocean, filled with endless fighting spirit.
Mount Liu took a deep breath. The wrinkles on his face slowly disappeared, and his skin became tight again. It was as if he had become decades younger.
"Teacher, are you okay?" Ji Zhibai asked fearfully.
"I'm fine! Even if my courage had completely collapsed, the Old Man would still dare to fight against heaven and earth, let alone Fang Yun! "
Ji Zhibai noticed that Mount Liu's voice had changed. In the past, his voice was like a trickling stream that never stopped. Now, Mount Liu's voice was louder, like a rushing river.
"You …" Ji Zhibai did not dare to continue. He even suspected that Mount Liu's mind was not clear.
"I have underestimated Fang Yun and the heroes of the world. I have spun a cocoon around myself, which is why I am suffering today." Mount Liu's face showed a hint of bitterness.
"Then you …" Ji Zhibai still did not dare to say it out loud.
"The Old Man should be grateful to Fang Yun. If not for this setback, the Old Man would still be obsessed with his past achievements and mistakenly believe that Jingguo is still under his control. Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise! In the past, the Old Man's ambition was to control Jingguo. Step by step, he finally achieved it. Today, I will destroy Jingguo and start all over again! "
Mount Liu's voice was powerful and resonant. He was a martyr in his twilight years, but he was full of ambition.
"Teacher, when you were fighting on the frontlines, I was not able to follow you. Today, teacher, you are starting all over again. I will follow you to my death! Let's fight back now! "Ji Zhibai's blood rushed to his head.
"Cough … I have left traces in my courage. I will first close the door and rest for three months …" Mount Liu said as he looked out the window. He was full of vigor.
Ji Zhibai was stunned.
After leaving Tong Mountain, Fang Yun led everyone back to the capital. Before they could reach Quan Yuan, all kinds of rumors were flying around the capital.
"You smashed Mount Liu's Temple of Life? He will definitely come after you. Go hide in Notre-Dame! "
"You actually caused public resentment?"
"Something happened at the Liu residence!"
"Mount Liu claimed to be sick and closed the door to visitors for three months. Strange. Could it be a feint? Is he waiting for you to leave Jingguo to catch us off guard?"
"Rumor has it that Mount Liu left traces in his courage! Good job! "
"Green hills are blessed with loyal bones, white iron is innocent with treacherous officials. Good! Bright Sun is even better! It's just a pair of couplets and a horizontal scroll, but it seems to hide a bloody past. Only you can do that! "Cai He praised Fang Yun repeatedly.
Fang Yun thought that Cai He was indeed shrewd. She was indeed the representative of a late bloomer. The history between Qin Hui and Yue Fei was not only bloody but also tragic.
Fang Yun walked to Quan Yuan and looked in the direction of the Left Prime Minister's residence. He felt relieved. Now that he was going to Notre-Dame, he had nothing to worry about.
Back at Quan Yuan, Fang Yun put everything to the back of his mind and prepared for the upcoming battle.
He must win the battle of the sea of knowledge!
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