"Xunlou's explanation is right. The dawn must be referring to the arrival of Xusheng. It's not an exaggeration to say that he's the ancestor of poetry for us women!"
"No man in the world would have thought that Fang Xusheng's fifteenth legendary war poem was actually written for us women!"
"This poem can't form the light of the ancestor of poetry, but it's definitely in the ranks of war poems. It's a kind of strange poem."
"With this poem, if the whole city is fleeing, the great scholar's golden mouth can make us women more powerful and save countless people. It's simply the means of a saint."
Fang Yundao said, "Don't be happy too early. This 《Ode to Women》 can only be used by Hanlin, and it can only last for a few hours."
"A few hours is enough! At a critical moment, it's enough for us to kill some barbarians! "Yang Xunlou said.
The other women nodded.
"Good!" Fang Yun was quite pleased.
Yang Xunlou stared at the table in front of Fang Yun and said, "Your poem …"
"I'll write another one." Fang Yun smiled and wrote a new 《Ode to Women》 and personally handed it to Yang Xunlou. Yang Xunlou immediately had people put it away and immediately asked Kong City's best decorator to frame it and hang it inside the Women's Society.
After that, Fang Yun continued to tour the farm.
The sun was setting in the west and it was almost dusk. Thousands of women sent Fang Yun out together.
Fang Yun once again arrived in front of the smashed main door and stopped in his tracks.
The thousand people team stopped. The women thought that Fang Yun would turn around and leave, but Fang Yun looked at the two broken door frames and didn't speak for a long time.
The farm was completely silent, as if dark clouds were shrouding it.
Fang Yundao said, "With the door smashed, you must have resentment in your hearts and want to make a comeback. If I'm not wrong, there should be some plaques or spare wood for the door in the warehouse of this farm, right? "
No one answered.
"I need an answer." Fang Yun's tone suddenly became stern.
Many women didn't dare to breathe. Although Fang Yun looked young, if he really got angry, even the king of a country would be frightened.
Yang Xunlou said, "There are indeed some uncarved plaques. After all, some rooms need a plaque. "
"Bring me the best one," Fang Yundao said.
"Hmm?" Yang Xunlou didn't understand Fang Yun's intentions, and the other girls were also somewhat puzzled. Today's events had happened repeatedly, and they felt that this Xusheng was very advanced in all aspects. Only when he personally explained the follow-up would they understand his intentions.
Su Xiaoxiao had always been in the Fang Yun's house and had already gotten used to Fang Yun's style of speaking. She hurriedly said, "Quickly go and get a big plaque."
After Su Xiaoxiao repeated her words, some women vaguely realized a possibility, and their eyes lit up with joy. But he was afraid that he would guess wrongly, so he suppressed his joy.
The few women in charge of the warehouse quickly left. Not long after, the five of them returned with a black wooden board with golden patterns. They were all sweating profusely and gasping for breath.
Fang Yun took a closer look. The uncarved wooden plaque was actually made of precious ebony. The texture was clear and the workmanship was exquisite. It was very heavy. No wonder they were so tired.
Four Jinshi quickly walked over, lifted the ebony plaque, and walked towards Fang Yun.
These Jinshi didn't quite understand Fang Yun's intentions. If Fang Yun really wanted to inscribe words, he would leave them on paper, and then let the craftsmen copy the words onto the plaque.
"Stop," Fang Yundao said.
The four Jinshi didn't understand and stopped where they were.
"Put it in position," Fang Yundao said.
The four faced Fang Yun. They put the plaque upright and constantly adjusted the angle.
Not long after, Fang Yun nodded. He said, "Today's events have benefited Bensei a lot. The Women's Society's actions are of great use to the human race. If it dies because of this, it will be a great loss to the human race. Today, Bensei will restore the name of this place! "
As Fang Yun spoke, he opened his mouth slightly. A golden light flew out from his mouth, and the True Dragon Sword appeared in front of the plaque in the blink of an eye.
Fang Yun seemed to have returned to the first hall of the Hanlin Academy. He used the True Dragon Sword to inscribe words on the ebony plaque. He used the Yan Script, which had never appeared in the Saint Origin World before. It was a script created by Yan Zhenqing of the Four Great Families of Regular Script.
The True Dragon Sword was like a suspended pen, but also like a bamboo carving knife. The golden hook and silver strokes were powerful, masculine and solemn. Every stroke seemed to carry a great mission, and every stroke seemed to have been baptized by time.
Not only that, traces of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi were drawn into the strokes using the True Dragon Sword as a medium. Under the effect of Fang Yun's talent and dragon qi, the carvings actually emitted a faint golden light.
The people present only felt their eyes fall into the strokes, completely attracted by the brand new words.
Not long after, the words "Women's Academy" appeared on the plaque.
Then, Fang Yun signed below.
In the end, Fang Yun put away his verbal sparring and a brand new horizontal board appeared here.
The few Grand Scholars were all absent-minded, immersed in the world of the new words.
The women present were also absent-minded, not because of the new calligraphy, but because of the words "Women's Academy".
Looking at it, their eyes were already filled with tears. Some of the older women even burst into tears, because some of them had seen their good sisters being taken away by the Hall of Rites and die an unnatural death.
The plaque that had been destroyed once again saw the light of day. The four words that had once caused people to turn pale at the mere mention of them appeared in the Saint Origin World once again!
The mournful cries of the women seemed to echo in their ears.
Even Yang Xunlou, who had always been known for his strong character, had his eyes red at this moment. He lowered his head and gently wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.
"Fang Xusheng, you …" Yang Xunlou choked with sobs and couldn't say anything.
Fang Yun slowly said, "Today, I will inform the Notre-Dame that I, Fang Yun, have opened an academy outside Kong City. Moreover, it will be a women's academy, and it will only accept women. The Women's Academy will be fully responsible for it."
"But, the academy was smashed once in the past. Those radical people will take the documents from the Hall of Rites and smash this door down again."
"They won't dare! Xusheng's calligraphy can only be destroyed after two consecutive votes by the Notre-Dame and the Saints. A few days ago, when there was a rumor that I died in the Bloodlight Realm, the Left Minister's party only dared to cover up my handwritten couplet, and didn't dare to destroy it. Whoever dares to touch these words will be forcing me to cleanse the world of filth! "Fang Yun's voice was majestic and powerful, causing the women to feel encouraged.
The Jinshi were awakened by Fang Yun's words. They looked at each other and didn't understand why Fang Yun suddenly said such harsh words.
The women didn't know, but the private soldiers of the Jinshi knew. Even against the Left Minister's party, Fang Yun didn't say "cleanse the world of filth". But Fang Yun said it here, which meant that he would not only protect the Women's Academy, but also launch the fiercest counterattack.
The four Jinshi frowned and didn't understand Fang Yun's purpose at all. They believed that Fang Yun sympathized with these women, and also believed that Fang Yun had justice in his heart. But they didn't believe that Fang Yun did these things only out of sympathy and justice. There must be other sufficient reasons.
Notre-Dame.
Notre-Dame, as the center of the human race, was always busy day and night.
Suddenly, all the Grand Scholars and Great Scholars were stunned for a moment, as if they were immobilized for a moment. Then, they all looked in the direction of the Dongsheng Pavilion.
In the Dongsheng Pavilion, there seemed to be a fluctuation of Saint Power. The power was extremely small, like a breeze, but that breeze could flatten the entire Saint Origin World.
The fluctuation of Saint Power disappeared in a flash.
All the Grand Scholars and Great Scholars were sweating profusely, and their bodies were soaked.
The low-ranking people looked at them in surprise, not knowing what had happened.
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