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Chapter 152

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Dayuan Liu family, Liu Zicheng's study.

Liu Zicheng's hands had been shaking ever since he saw the eighth-rank official, and they were still shaking when he entered the study.

"Do you know why Cao Wei was usurped by the Sima family?"

"Cao Zhi was talented and had the potential to become a Half-saint. Cao Pi was afraid that Cao Zhi would threaten his throne, so he ordered Cao Zhi to destroy the demons, which led to Cao Zhi's death. Afterwards, Half-saint killed Cao Pi with a single sentence. Since then, the Cao family's power has been lost, and the Sima family took over decades later. "Liu Zicheng said honestly.

"Fang Yun's talent has already surpassed Cao Zhi of the same age. You have repeatedly harmed him, and he is trying to find out the truth today. Notre-Dame's Punishment Hall will definitely intervene. Once you are found guilty, the Left Prime Minister's reputation will be damaged, but your brother Liu Zicheng and his family will be implicated, and he will no longer be able to take the imperial examinations. "

"That was before he became famous! He is taking revenge on me! "

"If he kills you twice, what will you do?"

Liu Zicheng was silent.

The eighth-rank official slowly took out a white silk from his sleeve and threw it at Liu Zicheng's feet.

"Write your will, admit all your crimes, and apologize to him. A man will take responsibility for his own actions, and ask him to let the rest of the Liu family go."

"I …" Liu Zicheng's arms were shaking, and even his legs were trembling.

"Do you want to die by yourself, or do you want to drag the rest of the Liu family down with you?"

"But … is the Left Prime Minister really unable to save me?" Liu Zicheng asked.

"If he could save you, I wouldn't have come." The man said calmly.

"What if I don't want to die?" Liu Zicheng asked guiltily.

The man looked out the window and said, "I will only give you an hour."

Liu Zicheng suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "Of course, even if I don't die, you will kill me. I just don't want to! He is clearly a commoner who knows nothing. How can he know everything in a few days! He is most likely a bastard sent by the demons to infiltrate the human race! He will definitely harm the human race. "

The man smiled coldly and said, "In front of the Japanese Academy, Shi Jun personally talked to him and said he was waiting for him at Notre-Dame. Can't you guess?"

Liu Zicheng was stunned. Astonished, he said, "Shi Jun is the disciple of Nan … that person. And that person is playing the game of the human world. Are you saying that Fang Yun is actually that person's disciple?"

"It's good that you know. You know very well why Fang Yun was able to achieve so much in such a short time. Everything made sense now. That leading historian, you actually dared to repeatedly harm Fang Yun's life and the Literary Name. Once you force that person to open his mouth, not to mention your elder brother, even the position of Left Prime Minister will not be guaranteed. "

Liu Zicheng was stunned for a long time, his eyes dim. Slowly, he said, "Since I have that person to teach me, then I will give up. You must tell my elder brother that if he has the chance, he should personally find Fang Yun and ask for forgiveness, so that the enmity between our two families can be resolved! No wonder that person thought highly of him. I've already given in and regretted it. It's just that … it's just that I'm unwilling to accept it. "

"I said, I wrote."

"Yes." Liu Zicheng grasped his trembling right forearm with his trembling left hand, and then held the pen with his right hand.

"You write whatever I say. Start. Everything is my fault, it has nothing to do with the rest of the Liu family … "

Not long after, Liu Zicheng finished writing the last word and threw the pen on the ground. He stumbled to pick up the white silk, his hands trembling even more.

That person took the chair, grabbed the white silk, and then threw the white silk over the beam and tied it tightly.

Liu Zicheng's legs trembled even more, and tears flowed out uncontrollably. While crying, he muttered to himself.

"I regret it so much. I could have harmed anyone, but I had to harm a disciple of Half-saint, I had to harm Fang Yun! Why was I so stupid, why was I so stupid … "Liu Zicheng nagged as he stepped on the chair, both hands holding the white silk, and slowly put his neck into the white silk.

"Why was I so stupid …" Liu Zicheng had completely changed. He no longer looked like the son of a famous family, but like a resentful wife.

That eighth-rank official suddenly kicked away the chair, and Liu Zicheng's body was suspended in the air. He was panic-stricken, his arms flailing, and his legs kicking. In the end, he stopped struggling and quietly hung in the white silk, waiting for his death. At the same time, he looked at that person as if he wanted to say something.

Seeing that Liu Zicheng was about to die, that person smiled coldly and said, "Your elder brother doesn't know what happened today, and I won't stop him from avenging you."

"Oh …" Liu Zicheng's eyes were filled with endless hatred, and then he breathed his last.

"Humph, your Liu family of the Great Source has tainted Minister Zuo's reputation. Naturally, you have to wash it off yourselves!"

Early the next morning, Fang Yun was reading when the sixth-rank county magistrate seal in his study suddenly formed a strange fluctuation and spread out.

"Is there a swan goose letter?" Fang Yun walked over and reached out to grab the seal. A swan goose flew out and finally disintegrated in front of Fang Yun, spreading out a black text floating in the air.

Fang Yun's expression didn't change as he slowly read the text.

This was a letter sent by Magistrate Sun of the Great Source Mansion. It explained the circumstances of Liu Zicheng's death in detail and warned Fang Yun.

Fang Yun waved his hand, and the text disappeared. He then turned his head and looked out of the window.

"As expected of Minister Zuo, this preemptive strike is very good. However, I, Fang Yun, am not afraid of bearing the infamy of forcing Liu Zicheng to his death. On the other hand, Mount Liu's subordinates will be vigilant. The Minister Zuo won't be so careless. He must have some other tricks up his sleeve. Unfortunately, even though I'm a model scholar, I can't do anything to the head of the officials. However, the day I become a scholar and enter the imperial court will be the day you, Mount Liu, die. "

"Mount Liu, didn't you say that you want to convert my contributions into literary merit? Then you can continue, and I'll continue to make contributions. I'm just curious what rank I'll be when I wear the official robe for the first time! "

Fang Yun calculated in his heart. If he could become a Grand Scholar, he would at least become an eighth-rank editor or a lecturer in the academy. Besides, with the literary merit he had accumulated, he could be promoted by three ranks, from the seventh-rank to the sixth-rank, which would surpass the county magistrate.

"The top scholar will reach the seventh-rank in one step, which is an even higher rank! The Grand Scholar examination is divided into the imperial examination and the imperial examination. However, the imperial examination of the Ten Nations is very different. It's not the imperial examination in the Throne Room, but the Half-saint who presides over the examination and judges personally. In the end, the Half-saint will determine the ranking of each nation's Grand Scholar. The contents of the imperial examination are even more unusual. "

"Thanks to the Book Hill's illusory realm, the poems, sutras, and theories for the Grand Scholar and Grand Scholar examinations are no longer a problem. Next, I have to continue accumulating and have more free time. For the sake of the imperial examination in the future, I have to start practicing in a few days. I have to work in the Institute of Literature, the government, or the military for a period of time. Otherwise, I won't have a basis for what I want to do in the future! Be it the art of war, agriculture, industry, or other books, I have to have a reasonable excuse for them to appear. "

Fang Yun thought to himself and quickly finished writing the rest of the "Legend of the White Snake". Fang Yun liked a happy ending, so in the end, he made Cai He, who "played the role of Fahai", repent and go to the border army to guard the nation's borders. Xu Xian and the White Snake lived in seclusion while their son, Xu Shilin, became a great Confucian scholar.

After the book was completed, Fang Yun used his official seal to send a swan goose letter to Head Shopkeeper Tang. He wanted him to publish the "Legend of the White Snake" as soon as possible.

As long as one was near the Sacred Temple, anyone with an official seal could receive or send a swan goose letter. However, once one was far away from the Sacred Temple, the official seal would lose its magical effects. It would still be useful if the official seal was a literary treasure, but Fang Yun's official seal was not a literary treasure. There was no use in staying away from the Sacred Temple.

Fang Yun then called Nunu over. After reading the ending of the "Legend of the White Snake" carefully, Nunu happily leaped into Fang Yun's arms and thanked him coquettishly.

"You like this ending very much?" Fang Yun asked.

"Wuwuwu! Wuwuwu! "Nunu waved her little paws and cried out happily.

"That's good." Fang Yun carefully read the "Legend of the White Snake" again. After changing a few places, he officially finalized the manuscript.

In the Saint Origin World, love between humans and demons happened from time to time. As long as the demons didn't eat humans, humans would sympathize with them.

But if the demons ate humans … No matter what, they would be hated by the human race. Therefore, even if there were objections to the "Legend of the White Snake", there wouldn't be too many. After all, this book still preached the idea of human supremacy. It didn't deviate from the original An Chengcai's belief of protecting the human race.

Putting the original manuscript aside, Fang Yun couldn't help but think of the incomplete manuscript of the "Peach Blossom Spring". He always wanted to complete it.

"The Sacred Ground not only has the Sacred Blood, Sacred Jades, and Literary Treasures left by the seven Half-saint, but there should also be other Great Confucian Writings and True Writings. After all, every ten years, the elites of the human race, demons, and barbarians will enter the Sacred Ground. If I can complete the" Peach Blossom Spring ", the Great Confucian Writings will be even more powerful. Legend has it that in the ancient land where the Saints died, there will be strange things like Elder Bi and Lady Mo that will be of great use. Even the Half-saint can't wait to get it. I wonder if the Sacred Ground will have it. "

Not long after, Head Shopkeeper Tang of the Xuanting Book Store sent a letter saying that he would arrive at Jade Sea City tomorrow.

After Fang Yun read the letter from Head Shopkeeper Tang, he received another goose. Fang Yun opened it and smiled helplessly.

The letter was written by the famous painting master of the Jade Sea Mansion, Hu Moyuan. He had originally been in the painting realm for many years and it was almost impossible for him to break through again. However, ever since Fang Yun mentioned the theory of the "three sides of Yin and Yang", his painting skills continued to improve. Hu Moyuan went to the Dao Enlightenment River half a month ago, and just half an hour ago, he comprehended the Dao by the Dao Enlightenment River and his painting skills improved further. He entered the rare painting realm of the Ten Nations.

In the end, Hu Moyuan said that he would paint a painting of a demon general around August and give it to Fang Yun as a token of gratitude.

Fang Yun shook his head and chuckled. With Feng Yuanjun and Hu Moyuan comprehending the Dao, there would be no peace at the Dao Enlightenment River in the future.

Not long after, the county magistrate of Ji County, Cai He, sent a goose letter that contained thousands of words. The core of the letter was to let Fang Yun continue to build momentum for the Dao Enlightenment River. He was prepared to use the Dao Enlightenment River as the main attraction and Fang Yun's Literary Memorial Archway as a supplement to create a famous scenic spot in the Ten Nations. The letter also said that it was mainly for the development of Fang Yun's Literary Name and Ji County.

"This County Magistrate Cai is clearly trying to gain political credit. However, isn't it a little too much to use the well water of my old residence to sell for money and name it 'Pre-Saint Water'? He closed the section of the river where I often stay and changed it to 'Dao Enlightenment City'. He's too good at making money. Although I get a share of the profits, the reputation of selling books is much better than this. The money earned from 'Romance of the Western Chamber' is still endless. No, I can't be deceived by him. He can charge a fee, but the dividends that he gives me should be used to establish an academy and enroll people from humble backgrounds for free! "

"Establishing a free academy is not only a meritorious deed, but also a virtuous deed that is pursued by all scholars in the world. Many great Confucian scholars have their own free academies. Since I'm a role model for the literati, it's best to use the money earned from the Dao Enlightenment River to establish a free academy. "

Fang Yun thought about everything and continued to study. Near noon, Li Wenying sent a goose letter.

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