Inverted Peak Mountain, Notre-Dame, Dongsheng Pavilion.
Eastern Sage Wang Jinglong's eyes flashed with a strange light before disappearing. A faint smile appeared on his face.
"What a good Fang Yun. Even I have underestimated you. With you around, the human race has nothing to worry about. "
The smile on his face quickly disappeared and was replaced by a cold aura. He stood up and walked out.
Every step he took covered a distance of a hundred miles. Behind him, the wind and clouds rumbled as thunder rumbled.
Everyone in Notre-Dame looked up at the sky in shock. The sky was filled with dark clouds. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled within the dark clouds. A strange energy split the dark clouds into two, revealing a clear sky. It was a mystical sight.
"Lord Eastern Sage is angry!"
"Lord Great Victory's anger is greater than usual today. With the clouds in the sky, there should be at least a Demon King or Barbarian King who dies."
"Or a Grand Scholar?"
"It can't be."
"Very likely."
Outside the Jade Sea Mansion.
The people in front of the mansion didn't disperse for a long time. They gathered together and discussed in low voices. Some were talking about Fang Yun, some were talking about Gyeongo, and some were talking about Zhengming.
Fang Yun was surrounded by his schoolmates and friends. Many scholars looked at Fang Yun from afar. They wanted to come over and greet Fang Yun, but they were too embarrassed to do so. They were afraid that it would be too impulsive.
What was different from before was that everyone didn't look at Fang Yun with curiosity or passion. Instead, they looked at Fang Yun like how they looked at Li Wenying. They treated Fang Yun as a respectable elder and the true leader of Jiang Prefecture and Jingguo's literary scene. They felt closer to Fang Yun than before.
Those older people could see the far-reaching impact of this matter. They were happy that Jingguo had produced such a true leader.
The difference between a literary genius and a leader was too great. For example, Half-saint's disciple Yan Yukong and the others were publicly acknowledged as geniuses who were more talented than Fang Yun. However, they were still far from reaching the level of a leader. On the other hand, Fang Yun was at least the leader of Jiang Prefecture's literary scene. In another ten days, after this matter was published in the < Wen Pao >, he would definitely become the leader of Jingguo's literary scene.
Not long after. Suddenly, someone beside Fang Yun exclaimed, "Brother Qian, why are you here?"
Fang Yun looked towards the source of the voice. It turned out to be Qian Poshang, who had just broken Wen Dan not long ago. He was sitting on a stretcher.
"Brother Qian!" Fang Yun parted the crowd and walked over.
Qian Poshang revealed a leisurely smile and said: "I heard that you were coming here, so I had them send me here. I basically know what happened just now. Fang Yun, you're the best! "
It was an ordinary compliment, but it was more comforting than flattery.
"I'm just one of you," Fang Yun said modestly.
"But you are the best!" Qian Poshang said.
Everyone nodded.
"Sigh. Previously, when the Left Minister was fine, we all guessed that it had something to do with the protection of those two clans. However, after today's incident, we are almost certain. If we can really cooperate with the barbarians to destroy the demons, I have no complaints about sacrificing Jingguo. But the problem is, if we are sacrificed, what if the School of Miscellany and the School of Vertical and Horizontal fail? "Qian Poshang said.
"There is no other way. We can only pray to the Notre-Dame for justice."
"Feng Shaoyu was just a High Scholar. He didn't have the right to take the Great Confucian Zhen Wen. That Half-saint probably wouldn't instruct him to do such a thing, but his disciple might. Fortunately, the Saint killed Feng Shaoyu, otherwise Fang Yun would be in danger. "
"This matter must be published in the Literary Journal! If the Notre-Dame doesn't pursue the responsibility of some people, I will go to the Notre-Dame's door and beg! Jingguo has been suppressed by Gyeongo and Wu Guo for so many years. If they don't care, we can tolerate it! But Fang Yun appeared out of nowhere, and they still dare to treat Fang Yun as a thorn in their side. I can't tolerate it! "
"Brother Cao is righteous! If you go to the Notre-Dame. Take me with you! "
"I'll go too!"
Everyone responded. Ye Feng smiled and said, "Looking at this situation, the Notre-Dame should give us an explanation. If Fang Yun raises his arm, at least 100,000 scholars will go to the Notre-Dame's door and bang their heads against the wall. I'm afraid that Feng Shan will be knocked down by us. "
Everyone laughed and felt particularly warm in their hearts. Jingguo hasn't been united in doing something for a long time. Even the enthusiasm for fighting against the Barbarians was gradually worn down by the Left Minister and the others.
Fang Yun smiled and didn't say much. He listened to them continue talking.
In the process of everyone chatting, Fang Yun wanted to know himself and his enemy. He sorted out the School of Vertical and Horizontal Strategy and found a problem. He felt strange.
"The founder of the School of Vertical and Horizontal Strategy, Gui Guzi, is really strange. The deeds of his disciples, such as Zhang Yi, Su Qin, Sun Bin, and Pang Juan, are recorded in the Records of the Grand Historian and many other credible historical materials, but he doesn't. They say that he is a military strategist, but there are no historical materials or records of him leading troops. They say that he is a military strategist, but no one can mention which country he has lobbied or what specific things he has done. However, regardless of whether he has any achievements or not, one thing is certain. He must be a great educator, and the book 'Gui Guzi' is also of great value. "
Gui Guzi in the Saint Origin World was also a hermit. There were no historical records of his deeds, so Fang Yun didn't pursue it. Instead, he focused on the current School of Vertical and Horizontal Strategy.
After the Qin Dynasty unified the world, the School of Vertical and Horizontal Strategy played a very small role. The foundation of becoming a Saint almost disappeared, and it merged with the School of Miscellaneous Strategy and the School of War. It was not until the ten countries were established and almost returned to the Warring States Period that the School of Vertical and Horizontal Strategy became strong again. However, because its foundation was not solid, no one could become a Saint.
As the night deepened, everyone left one after another. The people around Fang Yun never decreased. Not long after, Feng Yuanjun suddenly rushed over from the Wen Institute with a serious expression.
"Fang Yun, I just received some news." Feng Yuanjun said as he walked.
"It has something to do with me?" Fang Yun asked.
Feng Yuanjun said in a low voice, "Eastern Sage went to Gyeongo and killed the Great Confucian Teng Jiu in the Gyeongo Palace in front of the Emperor of Gyeongo."
"Ah!" Everyone was in an uproar.
"That's a Great Confucian, how could he die just like that?"
"Eastern Sage would definitely not kill a Great Confucian for something like this. Strange."
"Hmph, normally when a Great Confucian commits a crime, they would be exiled to the frontlines or the Two World Mountain. However, Eastern Sage killed him. There must be a deeper reason."
"Other than betraying the human race, there's no other reason for Eastern Sage to kill him."
"Feng Yuanjun, is there any news about the others?"
Feng Yuanjun replied, "Yes. Two Great Scholars, four Hanlin Scholars, eight Grand Scholars and ninety-six High Scholars have been exiled to the frontlines to fight against the demons and barbarians. They are not allowed to return to Gyeongo for the next five generations. The Great Confucian's three generations have also been exiled to the frontlines. "
Fang Yun suddenly said, "During the war last year in Jingguo, we lost one Great Scholar, two Hanlin Scholars, four Grand Scholars and forty-eight High Scholars. This time, the number of people exiled is exactly twice that number."
Everyone was enlightened and their spirits were lifted.
"It seems like Eastern Sage knows, but he doesn't have enough evidence. He didn't deal with those people in the past. Now that they've gone overboard, they've become a huge threat to Fang Yun. Eastern Sage doesn't need any evidence and can only kill them. "Qian Poshang said.
"Last year, one of the people who died was a good friend of mine. I wrote a letter to his family about this. It's not only to let them remember Fang Yun's kindness, but also to let them know that there's still justice in this world! "
"Hmph, if it wasn't for Fang Yun, where would we get justice? Where are we going to get justice? Aren't we just sacrificing ourselves for nothing? "
"Your thinking is too extreme. If the human race wants to be strong, there must be sacrifices."
Qian Poshang said in a low voice, "I've never been afraid of sacrifices. I'm only afraid that the merit brought by our sacrifice will be monopolized by some people. When it comes to rewards, they will only think about themselves and their descendants, but forget about us and our descendants."
Everyone was silent. This was a problem that could never be solved.
Suddenly. A text goose flew over. Feng Yuanjun read it and said, "Lord Shi Jun apologizes for his disciple Shi Dehong's words and actions, and has decided to compose a poem to present to the people of Jingguo at the Chinese Valentine's Festival in Jade Sea City."
"Hmph. What poem? It's just that he knows he's in the wrong, but he can't lose just like that. He wants to use a poem to suppress Jingguo. This way, he won't lose all his face. If the people of Jingguo have a better poem than him, it's not magnanimous. After all, he has already apologized. "
"After all, he's one of the Four Great Scholars. Furthermore, he didn't participate in this competition. His willingness to apologize is already the limit. We have to give him this face. However, this Chinese Valentine's Festival will be changed to a poetry festival. "Feng Yuanjun said with a smile.
Everyone smiled. In Jade Sea City's Chinese Valentine's Festival, a poem from Lord Shi Jun would not be able to suppress the scholars of Jade Sea City. If by any chance there was a good poem, Lord Shi Jun would definitely lose face.
However, this kind of thing was a very ordinary battle for literary fame, a battle of personal feelings, so no one took it to heart.
A loud voice suddenly sounded not far away.
"Is Fang Yun here?"
Fang Yun could tell that it was Zhang Po Yue's voice. Turning around, he saw Zhang Po Yue and Zhao Hongzhuang walking over.
Zhao Hongzhuang seemed worried, but seeing that Fang Yun was fine, she sighed in relief.
Zhang Po Yue, on the other hand, did not seem to care.
"Governor Zhang, you're not riding the Dragon Patrol Boat?" Fang Yun said half-jokingly.
"Lord Shi Jun was scared away by Jian Mei, so I naturally don't need to ride it. However, in a few days, I will no longer be Governor Zhang and will be serving in the Dingyuan Army. "Zhang Po Yue said.
Fang Yun knew that there were four armies in the north of Jingguo. The Dingyuan Army was the vanguard, and the left army had been crippled by the Barbarian Wolves last year. The right army had always been stable, and the rear army was controlled by the Left Minister.
Fang Yun did not have a deep understanding of Jingguo's military situation, but he knew that the vanguard army was the deepest part of the grasslands. With the left army being crippled, the vanguard army was very likely to be the next target of the Barbarian Wolves. That place was countless times more dangerous than Jade Sea City.
"Has it been decided?" Fang Yun asked.
"Yes. I'm no longer a third grade governor, but a second grade general. It's a good thing to be promoted. "Zhang Po Yue seemed very happy.
"Congratulations on your promotion, General Zhang." Everyone congratulated.
Zhang Po Yue proudly stroked his beard and said, "Tomorrow, I'll be hosting a banquet at Moon Bearing Restaurant. You must come. Right, prepare a poem for me, otherwise I won't leave!"
"This is the reason why General Zhang personally came to find me?" Fang Yun asked with a smile.
"Yes!" Zhang Po Yue did not feel embarrassed at all. He then added, "Don't try to fool me. At the very least, you have to leave the county."
Fang Yundao said, "Since General Zhang gave me an egg, I'll give General Zhang a poem tomorrow."
"Prepare well. When the time comes, I'll let you improvise a poem. Step by step, one line at a time. The poem will be called 'Fang Yun sends a gift to Zhang Po Yue'. Everyone will become famous together." Zhang Po Yue said.
Fang Yun looked at Zhao Hongzhuang, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Zhao Hongzhuang had a helpless expression.
The people at the side snickered, thinking that General Zhang was indeed crazy. He was so domineering even when he wanted to become famous.
。 (To be continued …)
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