"Even if they don't fulfill their end of the bet, we must destroy their Literature Palace! I'm afraid that Tong Li met with an accident in Book Hill and is finished. That Shi Dehong is probably waiting outside. Let's go and take a look. "
"But Tong Li …"
"The Literature Palace will take care of him. Let's go."
The eight scholars excitedly walked out and soon saw Fang Yun talking to the guards outside.
The guards rushed into the shrine to save Tong Li while Fang Yun walked out of the Literature Palace. The eight scholars silently followed behind him.
A large number of officials came together like a tidal wave.
Fang Yun glanced around. Other than Zhang Poyue and a few other high ranking officials, almost all of Jade Sea Manor's fifth rank to seventh rank officials were present. Even the generals who usually didn't come to the Literature Palace were present. Other than the officials, there were also a few respected elders from the Dragon Boat celebration. More than forty people looked over with anticipation. They weren't even this anxious when their own children and grandchildren went down Book Hill.
Feng Yuanjun shouted, "Did you pass the Three Mountains and Two Pavilions?"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "After the Three Mountains and Two Pavilions." However, he was still thinking about the mysterious palace and the grassland. He had clearly failed in the Five Mountains, so how did he end up there? He really wanted to know what that place was.
"Good!" Feng Yuanjun couldn't help but clap and laugh.
"Good! You won the bet! I want to see Gyeongo's disciple destroy the Literature Palace with my own eyes. "
"Let's go!"
Everyone crowded around Fang Yun and walked towards the Literature Palace's entrance.
At the same time, an official secretly sent a letter to the Capital Academy. Then, someone sent it to the Ministry of War's Assistant Minister Tong's residence as quickly as possible.
After reading the letter, Assistant Minister Tong, who was over fifty years old, sighed and said, "Tell them to try their best to save Tong Li's life. Men, prepare a carriage. I want to go to Jade Sea City personally. I hope I can make it in time. "
Not long after, two Flame Hoof Bulls pulled a carriage out of the capital, heading towards Jade Sea City at high speed.
At this moment, it was five in the morning. It was clearly not the time for the monthly release of 《Sage Path》, but outside Jade Sea City's literary institute, there was a sea of people. Many people were waiting for the news of the Book Hill. This was something that had never happened before.
In the past, Jingguo's strength was mediocre. Although the country that won the first place on Book Hill would receive a lot of rewards from Notre-Dame, Jingguo had only won it once. After that, no one paid attention to him every time he went to Book Hill.
It was different this time. The top three Elementary Scholars in the world were all from Jingguo, and they were all from the Jade Sea Prefectural Academy, on the Book Hill.
"Sigh, why haven't they come out yet? I'm so tired that my waist and legs hurt. "
"Then go back to the carriage and rest."
"No! What if they come out and I don't see them? I want to see that little brat from Gyeongo destroy the Literary Palace with my own eyes! "
"Sigh, don't be so sure. If Fang Yun fails, then our Jingguo will never be able to rise again. We can only wait to be divided by other countries."
"That's right, we came here together just to take a look. If Fang Yun wins, then Jingguo will win. If Fang Yun loses, then Jingguo will definitely be divided after Chen Shengsheng dies. "
"May the heavens bless Jingguo."
"May the heavens bless Fang Yun."
Jingguo's people stood in the huge Literary Institute Square, and a solemn and sorrowful atmosphere hovered in the air.
Shi Jun's disciple, Shi Dehong, and the Gyeongo High Scholar and Elementary Scholar who came to the Dragon Boat Cultural Gathering were all together. They didn't care about the gazes of others. The High Scholar and Elementary Scholar were very relaxed, but Shi Dehong's face was serious, and there was even a trace of anger in his eyes. This was because he was chased out by Shi Jun here, and it became the biggest humiliation of his life.
"Dehong, don't be so serious. This year's Book Hill is much slower than the previous years. It must be because the disciples of the Half-saint Clan climbed too high. It can't be related to Fang Yun. "
"That's right, the disciples of the Half-saint Clan who became Elementary Scholar this year are all very extraordinary. Some of them are similar to Yan Yukong, and they will definitely be able to reach the Three Mountains and Three Pavilions."
Shi Dehong nodded and said hatefully, "I don't believe that he can pass the Three Mountains and Two Pavilions! I couldn't even pass the High Scholar, let alone a mere Elementary Scholar! "
"Of course. We want to see him destroy the Literary Palace with our own eyes, and see him become a fool. "
Shi Dehong said insidiously, "I don't want him to become a fool. I want him to live in regret and pain for the rest of his life after he destroys the Literary Palace. Only then can I relieve the hatred in my heart."
At this moment, the main door of the Literary Institute slowly opened.
Many experienced Jingguo people were overjoyed because the main door of the Literary Institute would not be opened casually. Generally, the main door would only be opened during important occasions such as the Imperial Examination and the reception of high-ranking officials. If Fang Yun failed to reach the Book Hill, the main door would definitely not be opened. Even if Fang Yun succeeded in reaching the Book Hill, the main door would not be opened. It was very likely that there would be some particularly good news.
As the door continued to open, more and more people were revealed, and everyone was overjoyed.
Apart from the Tong Family, all the Jingguo people outside almost cheered, but they all held it in and waited quietly for the result.
On the other hand, the faces of the Tong Family and Gyeongo people instantly turned pale. No matter how silly they were, they could tell that Fang Yun might have already won, but they did not give up and hoped for a special result.
Feng Yuanjun looked around at the crowd and finally looked at Shi Dehong who was nearby. He took a deep breath and was about to speak when a loud voice sounded in the sky.
At the same time, the same voice sounded above all the Literary Institutes of the Ten Nations.
"Jingguo student Fang Yun dauntlessly climbed the Book Hill and finally reached the top of the Book Hill. He is the best in the Ten Nations. I hope all of you can follow Fang Yun's example and be loyal to the Sages and strengthen the human race! "
There was a tsunami of cheers outside the Jade Sea Literary Institute!
"After Chen Sheng, Jingguo is the best in the Book Hill again. Jingguo is victorious!"
"Fang Yun reached the top of the Book Hill and became the best in the Ten Nations!"
"In the past few years, Jingguo was only known as the best in the Book Hill, but at the same time, only four or five people have been called the best in the Ten Nations. There is hope for Jingguo to rise!"
Fang Yun was rather speechless. Just now, the Half-Sage had told him not to be ostentatious and yet, he was now crowned as the "best talent in the Ten Nations". This meant that no one could call themselves or address others as talents in front of him. He was the only true talent in the Ten Nations.
When the crowd was done cheering, Feng Yuanjun raised his arm and gestured for them to stop. He then said loudly, "Fang Yun climbed the peak of the Book Hill bravely. It's a joyous event, but the celebration has to come later. Now, we have to settle something with Gyeongo! "
Feng Yuanjun's words were like spring thunder that reverberated around the Wen Courtyard. Everyone heard it clearly.
Everyone looked in the direction of Feng Yuanjun's gaze and looked at the six Gyeongo people who were either panicking or dejected. Among them, Shi Dehong's face was extremely distorted.
Most of the people present were scholars. They all understood Shi Dehong's thoughts. For a descendant of a wealthy family who had worked hard to become a Juren, breaking the Literary Palace was crueler than death. Death would be the end of all troubles. However, after breaking the Literary Palace, not only would his status in the family deteriorate, his past enemies would definitely take revenge.
There was no first place in literature. For a person like Shi Dehong who had literary talent and was relatively arrogant, he was Shi Dehong's disciple and even dared to participate in the Dragon Boat Literary Competition between the two nations. He would definitely often compete in poems and essays in Gyeongo. He would offend countless people. Even if only a few of those people would take revenge, it would be a huge disaster for him.
The entrance of the Literary Institute became unusually quiet and there were occasional coughs.
Shi Dehong gritted his teeth. When the results of the provincial examination were released, he was humiliated by Shi Dehong. Today, he wanted to avenge himself, but he met Fang Yun. Not only did he pass the Three Mountains and Two Pavilions, he even became the best in the Book Hill. However, even Half-saint crowned him as the best in the Ten Nations. This was simply equivalent to Half-saint helping Fang Yun to humiliate him!
After a long time, Shi Dehong looked at Fang Yun and asked in a low voice, "I apologize to you, can you forgive me?"
"Fang Yun, don't listen to him!"
"Fang Yun, don't be impulsive!"
Everyone tried to persuade him. They were afraid that Fang Yun would be soft-hearted and spare Shi Dehong.
However, a scholar beside Shi Dehong said loudly, "Fang Yun, since you are the best in the Ten Nations, you should be benevolent and righteous. Since Dehong has admitted his mistake to you, you should forgive him. "
"The two nations of Jingqing are separated by water. We have cooperated many times to kill barbarians, how can you kill him!? "
"Bullshit, how did it become Fang Yun killing him!?!"
The people of Jingguo were furious. These Gyeongo people were too shameless. They were obviously hinting that if Fang Yun didn't agree, he would be unrighteous and would ruin Fang Yun's Literary Name.
That way, Fang Yun would be in a passive position and his Literary Name would be tarnished if he wasn't careful.
However, Fang Yun didn't seem to know anything. He smiled calmly and said, "Everyone, the Gyeongo people are wrong. This matter depends on him, not me. Shi Dehong, if I'm the one who loses this time, can you accept my apology and forgive me? If you can, then make an oath in the name of the Literary Palace. Once you make the oath, we'll forget about what happened between us. "
The few Gyeongo people were speechless and secretly cursed Fang Yun for being cunning. In that case, Shi Dehong would definitely not forgive Fang Yun and wouldn't dare to make the oath. In the future, others would only blame Shi Dehong and not Fang Yun.
The Jingguo people felt that Fang Yun was indeed worthy of his reputation as the best talent in the Ten Nations for being able to retaliate so sharply in such a short period of time.
Thousands of people stared at Shi Dehong.
First, he failed at the Dragon Boat Literary Meet and was expelled by Shi Jun. Just now, he was indirectly punished by Half-saint. Now, Fang Yun's last sentence was like a knife to his neck. Shi Dehong finally couldn't bear the huge pressure and broke down. He ran out like a maniac.
While running, he yelled, "I can't ruin my Literary Palace! I'm a member of a wealthy family! I have a benefactor to help me! I'm Shi Jun's student, if anyone dares to touch me, my master will definitely take revenge! Fang Yun, don't force me to my death, my master won't spare you! "
Suddenly, a sneer came from not far away.
"Will the people of Gyeongo just refuse to admit defeat?"
A bearded man strode over and everyone around him was pushed away by a strange force, as if they were taking the initiative to make way for him.
"General Zhang!"
"Commander-in-chief Zhang!"
"Brother Poyue."
Hearing these names, everyone recognized him. He was the highest military official in Jiang District, the Commander-in-chief of the provincial army, Zhang Poyue of Hanlin Academy. His reputation in Jiang District was second only to Li Wenying.
However, the attendant behind him who was holding a fruit bowl seemed a little out of place.
When the official saw Zhang Poyue, he had two different expressions on his face. One was overjoyed while the other seemed to be about to say something terrible.
Zhang Poyue said loudly, "People of Gyeongo, remember to tell Shi Jun that the person who killed her disciple is called Zhang Poyue. If you have what it takes, go and take revenge on Li Wenying!"
After saying that, Zhang Poyue spat out a spear of talent energy.
A white light flashed and pierced Shi Dehong's chest. A red light flew out along with the spear of talent energy and landed on the ground, forming a pool of blood.
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