Fang Da Niu hurriedly returned to the courtyard to set up the carriage.
The students were worried and Chang Wanxu asked: "Fang Yun, are you not going to think about it?"
Fang Yun's expression was indifferent: "Retreating bravely at the cusp of the storm, retreating before an army of ten thousand, knowing how to retreat, understanding reason, that is my Saint Dao. A friend is heavily injured and his father has just passed away, going to offer my condolences, knowing how to advance, having feelings, that is also my Saint Dao. The two do not conflict, so there is no need to think about it. "
"Since he is Fang Yun's friend, he is also our friend, let us go together."
Everyone nodded.
Not long later, seven carriages left from the entrance, heading towards the Qian residence.
The Qian residence was a large family in Jade Sea City and there were already many carriages parked in front of the gate. Alighting, a group of people walked to the gate and a servant of the Qian family brought Fang Yun and the rest in.
The Qian residence was miserable, many people were already in mourning and some had red eyes from crying.
"Fang Yun, Fang Maocai is here!" After the servant finished speaking, many people hurriedly made way for him, most of them were very moved as they did not expect Fang Yun to come at this time.
The mourning hall was already set up and Fang Yun first went to offer his condolences to Father Qian before being led to Qian Poshang's room by the Qian family people.
The servant girl at the door whispered: "Young master just woke up, but his complexion is not good. The doctor said there is nothing serious, but …" The servant girl did not continue.
Fang Yun nodded and pushed the door open.
"Brother Qian."
Fang Yun walked to the bedside and looked at the defeated Qian Poshang, speechless.
The candles in the room flickered as Qian Poshang leaned against the bed with a pillow behind him, a smile appearing on his pale face: "Sit."
Fang Yun sat on a chair by the side.
"How did you know? I told the others before I went. I did not want to disturb you. "
"Since you are here, don't ask. I did not expect you to participate in the Wen Battle. "Fang Yun's tone was very heavy.
Qian Poshang said: "I did not want to go. When no one paid attention to them, they naturally left. But … their words were too harsh and I could not help it. In fact, I have no hopes of becoming a Grand Scholar, so I will join the army in a few days. His literary courage is gone, but his literary palace, talent and talent are still there. He is still much stronger than an elementary scholar. "
"Are the people from Gyeongo to Jingguo?"
Qian Poshang said seriously. In terms of the strength of literati in the Ten Nations, the Wu Nation could be ranked in the top three. Gyeongo is in the top five. is top five. My Jing Country doesn't even have enough land to cover four states. Which one of Qing Country and Wu Country doesn't have more than ten states? One country is equivalent to three of our Jing country, and its population is more than five times that of our country. How can they compare? "
"Sigh, that makes sense. The Kingdom of Qing produces over a thousand High Scholars a year. My Jing Kingdom has less than three hundred. We can't compare, "Fang Yun said.
Qian Poshang's eyes were full of worry. He said: "Fang Yun, everyone can see that Jingguo is on the decline. You should find a way out for yourself. You should disclose your master's identity or leave Jingguo. "
Fang Yun shook his head and said: "Master has never mentioned this. I can't tell him. As for leaving Jingguo, I haven't thought about it yet. After all, if I leave now, I will have a permanent stain on my 'loyalty', 'propriety', 'faith', and 'courage'. It is equivalent to giving up these four paths in the future. I am not even as good as the Minister of the Left. "
Qian Poshang said: "That's why the Minister of the Left is the most cunning. The reason why he can do whatever he wants in Jingguo is because he is the Minister of the Left. I'm afraid that he has already turned to the Half-saint family led by the Lu family. He has the Arts of Miscellany. As long as he can convince himself that he will not betray the human race, he will be fine. "
Fang Yun thought of the past and said: "Last year when Jingguo was defeated, the Minister of the Left was probably ordered by the School of Miscellany and the School of Vertical and Horizontal, right?"
"We don't know the details. We only heard that the Notre-Dame had different opinions. Some of the Saint families insisted on killing the barbarians, but the School of Miscellany and the School of Vertical and Horizontal and some other families wanted the barbarians to kill the demons. If they succeed in Lian Man's feat, there will be a new Quasi-saint. This matter should be led by that person. "
Fang Yun naturally knew that he was talking about the Half-saint of the School of Miscellany. However, Half-saint was too strong. If he mentioned his name, he would definitely be sensed by him.
"Half-saint, Quasi-saint, and Saint. If we can really unite with the barbarians and become a Quasi-saint, then all the effort and losses will be worth it. The problem is that uniting with the barbarians is the same as creating another Confucius Saint. However, it will not be enough to become a Saint. If Lian Man fails, the losses will be too great. The foundation of the Half-saint who agreed with Lian Man will be shaken. "Fang Yundao said.
"That's why the opposition is so great. However, the others can't do anything about it. After all, they have the most power among the civil officials of the various countries. Unfortunately, the temptation of becoming a Quasi-saint is too great. That person will not give up. Since you don't want to leave Jingguo, you must be careful. If the Minister of the Left uses the School of Miscellany and the School of Vertical and Horizontal to target you, as long as you don't violate the rules of the Notre-Dame, even the Notre-Dame will not be able to intervene. "
"I will be careful. You don't have to worry about me. Is there no way to restore your courage? "
Qian Poshang smiled calmly and said: "That's impossible. Since I decided to participate in the civil war, I am prepared to lose my courage. As long as you are safe, no matter what happens to Jingguo in the future, it doesn't matter. You can die at the hands of the barbarians, but you can't be destroyed at the hands of the Gyeongo! "
"They can't destroy me." Fang Yun's tone was incomparably firm.
"I believe in you!" Qian Poshang smiled.
"Since Brother Qian is awake, I will take my leave. On the day of your father's funeral, I will definitely come. Lie down, you don't need to see me off. "Fang Yun said as he stood up.
"Then I won't see you off."
Fang Yun walked to the door and asked with his back to Qian Poshang, "Who injured you?"
After a while, Qian Poshang said helplessly: "Xi Molu."
After saying goodbye to Qian Poshang, Fang Yun walked to the door. His expression changed from calm to gloomy. Naturally, he couldn't be too emotional in front of Qian Poshang.
After taking a few steps, Fang Yun heard a commotion coming from the courtyard near the door.
"This is too much! This is too much! It's fine if the Gyeongo bullies come to my doorstep, but they actually dare to humiliate my Jingguo woman! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to the Civil Institute now! "
"Despicable and shameless! In order to lure out Fang Yun, they actually used such a despicable method! "
"That person is a High Scholar, as long as it's not a major crime, the High Scholar must be punished. It must be handed over to the Holy Institute for trial. My Jing Country's government has no way to deal with it! He's currently hiding in the Civil Institute. Apart from a civil war, we have no way to deal with him. "
"Despicable! Tearing apart the clothes of my Jade Sea City's women on the street and then cursing Fang Yun as a coward, this is too much! "
"That woman was innocent and threw herself into the river in anger after being humiliated. Fortunately, someone saved her, otherwise I would have killed that person!"
"That kind of person is simply scum, I heard that he even proudly said that this was the method of a military strategist. He said that this was a provocation, a method of 'subduing the enemy without fighting'! Despicable, too despicable! "
"Let's go! Even if we die, we'll splash Gyeongo with our blood! "
Fang Yun's anger surged. He originally thought that the other party was just going to have a civil war, but he did not expect that they would use such a despicable method. This had already broken through his bottom line.
Fang Yun strode forward. Arriving at the entrance of the courtyard, he saw many people walking out, including his schoolmates in the Civil Institute.
"Everyone, this Fang will also go to the Civil Institute!" Fang Yun's voice was not loud, but it seemed to have a mystical power, causing everyone to stop in their tracks. They turned back to look at him.
Some people were wild with joy. When they knew that Gyeongo had come to have a civil war, they had been waiting for this moment. Ever since Fang Yun won the Dragon Boat Cultural Gathering and Book Hill's first place, many scholars in Jiang Prefecture had already regarded Fang Yun as the leader of Jiang Prefecture's literary scene. Fang Yun had practically become their spiritual sustenance.
Others were both happy and worried, afraid that Fang Yun would lose.
Fang Yun's schoolmates had worried expressions.
"Fang Yun. Are you really going? It's not that we don't believe you, but this time, Gyeongo's Elementary Scholars are all talents from their respective prefectures, and the High Scholars are all top scorers from their respective prefectures. Most importantly, they have all been famous for many years, and have all gone to Book Hill. "
"It's alright, I know what I'm doing." Fang Yun said as he walked.
Someone shouted excitedly, "Then let's go together! We'll teach those despicable Gyeongo people a lesson! "
"Yes, Fang Yun, since you were able to go to the Three Mountains and Three Pavilions, even if you did not pass and did not obtain the literary heart, you are still better than those people! We believe in you! You can write a national poem, so you can definitely write a good war poem. "
"Yes! It's not like you have to write a legendary war poem, just a normal one will do. You will definitely win against them! "
The crowd crowded around Fang Yun as he walked out.
Someone said in a low voice, "There are three categories in the literary competition. They are war poems, talent, and courage. Fang Yun is an Elementary Scholar and has no courage. Naturally, he cannot compete. Fang Yun is famous for his poetry. What if they don't compete with Fang Yun? He just became an Elementary Scholar this year, and no matter how strong his talent is, it is impossible for him to compete with those twenty year old Elementary Scholars. Therefore, they will definitely compete with Fang Yun. "
"Indeed, this is Fang Yun's weakness."
"Let's wait and see. Since Fang Yun was able to reach such a high level in Book Hill, even if his talent is not strong enough, he should not lose too badly."
Everyone boarded the carriage and headed towards Wen Yuan Street under the night sky.
On the tenth day of the lunar month, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Jade Sea Prefecture's Wen Yuan Street was brightly lit, and a large number of scholars were gathered there. Everyone's heart was filled with anger.
Fang Yun got off the carriage and immediately felt the oppressive atmosphere. It was like a huge firecracker that could explode at any time.
Fang Yun looked around and saw that everyone's faces were filled with grief and indignation.
Many people were discussing in low voices.
"These bastards, if they can walk out of the Wen Yuan safely, I will definitely learn from Jing Ke and assassinate them!"
"Don't be impulsive, Jingguo only needs to win one round."
"Impossible, they are talents selected from more than ten provinces. We can't compete with them. I am not afraid of losing, but they insulted Jingguo people, I will definitely make them bleed! "
"Sigh …"
Fang Yun had only taken a few steps when someone suddenly shouted, "Fang Yun is here! Fang Yun is here! The number one Elementary Scholar is here! "
The entire Wen Yuan Street quietened down. No matter what they were talking about or doing before, they all looked in the direction of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun cupped his hands to the crowd and strode towards the Wen Yuan with a solemn expression.
Everyone made way for him, and the people behind him immediately followed. It was as if a flood was surging forward.
More and more people joined in, and the flood soon became a tsunami. With Fang Yun as the leader, a surge of courage seemed to break through the sky and pressed towards the Wen Yuan.
"Fang Yun will win!"
"Fang Yun will win!"
"Jingguo will not be defeated!"
"Jingguo will not be defeated!"
The crowd repeatedly shouted the slogan, venting the resentment and anger in their hearts.
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