After hearing Fang Yun's counterattack, anger flashed across the Qing Emperor's face, but it quickly returned to normal. There was a glimmer of regret in his heart. At the same time, he hated Fang Yun even more.
Before coming to Xiangzhou, the Qing Emperor had already discussed with some Gyeongo officials that he would not directly target Fang Yun. He would have the Xiangzhou officials and Gyeongo officials fight with Fang Yun to avoid being attacked. After all, last time when Fang Yun had fought in Xiangzhou, he had dealt a significant blow to him. Even the reputation of the scholars in Gyeongo had been affected. On the contrary, Fang Yun's Literary Name had become more famous.
But now, without saying a word, the Qing Emperor had attracted trouble. He clearly didn't want to fight, but he had been grabbed by the collar by Fang Yun and dragged toward the fighting ring. It was impossible for him to stay out of it.
What angered the Qing Emperor the most was that Fang Yun's status was not ordinary. This situation was also not ordinary. It was very likely that this matter would be recorded in official history. For a ruler of a generation, this was a great stain on his reputation.
The Qing Emperor pondered whether he should continue to remain silent, take the initiative to attack Fang Yun, or take the initiative to resolve the matter.
"Taking the initiative to resolve the matter is not appropriate. That would mean all my previous tactics would be ineffective. If I opened my mouth to counterattack Fang Yun, that would not be bad. Most importantly, I can't outtalk him. In these years, I have not heard of anyone who can outtalk him. Ah, it looks like continuing to remain silent is the best choice. "
After the people outside the eastern city walls had stopped discussing, the Qing Emperor still did not speak after a few breaths.
Nie Changju took a step forward and then turned to face the Qing Emperor. He bowed at the waist and said, "I apologize for the appearance of an unceremonious governor in Xiangzhou. After the meeting, I will certainly submit a memorial to impeach Governor Fang. Neglecting the ruler of a friendly country is a disgrace to the country and will be laughed at by the people of the world."
Suddenly, a thunderous voice rang out. "Let me correct your mistake. The person who will be laughed at by the people of the world is not Fang Xusheng. It is you, a dog official who was born in Xiangzhou, grew up in Xiangzhou, and is an official in Jingguo who is servile to the Qing Emperor."
A large number of scholars looked toward the voice.
"It's the Martial Lord."
"The Martial Monarch has arrived. Now, there's a good show to watch."
"Two emperors against one Xusheng. It's going to be exciting."
"It's a pity that those family heads are hiding in the crowd, not showing themselves. Otherwise, they would definitely stir up the entire human race."
"Well said! Dog official Nie Changju, get out of Xiang Prefecture!" Li Fanming suddenly shouted.
Fang Yun's friends from the Holy Ground were all around. When they heard Li Fanming's voice, Hua Yuqing, who was not far away, immediately shouted.
"Dog Official Nie Changju, get out of Xiang Province!"
When the scholars of Jiang Zhou heard this, they felt that this was a good opportunity to help Fang Yun, so they also shouted.
Most of the people outside the East City were from Baling and Xiangzhou. They had always liked Fang Yun and hated the Qing Emperor. Being led by the crowd, they immediately began to shout.
"Dog Official Nie Changju, get out of Xiang Province!"
Soon after, some people from other countries who had nothing to do with this started to shout and join in the fun.
"Dog Official Nie Changju, get out of Xiang Province!"
There were already millions of people in Baling City, and at least five hundred thousand people from all over Xiang Province had come here for Yue Yang's Literary Meet. There were already more than a million people from all over the human race.
Even though these people were scattered all over Baling City, there were still more than eight hundred thousand people outside the East City.
When the number of people shouting exceeded three hundred thousand, their voices were like a landslide and a tsunami.
When the number of people shouting "Dog Official Nie Changju, get out of Xiang Province" exceeded five hundred thousand, all of the Qing Emperor's expressions changed. Even the Qing Emperor and Gyeongo's officials knew that things were not going well.
Beads of cold sweat appeared on Nie Changju's forehead. He thought of an extremely terrifying matter, and it was related to Fang Yun.
In the past, when Fang Yun was still a High Scholar, he had entered Kong City in order to enter the Holy Ground and participated in the Mid-Autumn Literary Meet. After that, he had a conflict with the Fierce Monarch. In the end, there was an incident where the Hundred Clans sent a gift for Fang Yun, and everyone pointed at the Fierce Monarch.
Back then, Fang Yun had only been a High Scholar from outside Kong City. Moreover, at that time, Fang Yun's Literary Name had just started. Now, Fang Yun was already Xusheng, and also the Governor of two provinces. He was the highest-ranking official in the entire Xiang Province. Because of him, tens of thousands of people were shouting at him. It was far more serious than what the Fierce Monarch had encountered in Kong City. It was definitely not as simple as having lost his courage.
Nie Changju panicked. Back then, even a genius from a Half-saint clan like the Fierce Monarch could not withstand it. It was even more impossible for him to withstand ten times the severity of the public's condemnation.
This time, the hundreds of thousands of people were not prepared in advance, nor were they controlled. After someone started it, the hundreds of thousands of people started to shout and shout.
The people of Xiang Province, in particular, were filled with hatred for Nie Changju. The ones who cursed him the most viciously were the parents of their children. They had all pointed to the guidebook of the imperial examination in the people's newspaper so that their children could rank first, hoping that Fang Yun would make their lives a little easier. Nie Changju had actually dared to impeach Fang Yun. Just how many families' hopes would be destroyed?
Nie Changju hurriedly sent a pleading gaze to Lord Qing, but he was shocked to discover that Lord Qing had actually slightly lowered his head and was looking at the ground.
At this moment, Nie Changju's rage rushed from his chest to his head, almost exploding. He had worked so hard for the sake of Gyeongo. At this crucial moment, what did Lord Qing mean by lowering his head? This was an apology to him, an indication that he would not help him.
A moment later, a hint of grief flashed through Nie Changju's eyes. The power of the public's condemnation did not have any direct killing power, but this power was frightening in that if one's will was weak and couldn't withstand it, their mind would be injured. Moreover, it could only be neutralized by using more of the people's will or the fate of the nation.
Of everyone present, only Lord Qing and Lord Gu could use their nation's imperial seal to activate the fate of the nation to neutralize the public's condemnation. Only Fang Yun could use the people's will to neutralize it.
This was Xiangzhou, the place where the people's will was the densest in Jingguo. If the two monarchs wanted to save Nie Changju, they would need to expend a hundred times the normal amount of fate of the nation. Using so much fate of the nation to save a great Confucian scholar would be questionable. It was impossible to use it to save a mere Hanlin.
Nie Changju immediately turned to Lord Gu, his eyes full of pleading. This was because he had heard that Lord Gu was rather kind-hearted and even somewhat cowardly. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given up on opposing the School of Miscellany and turned to cooperation under the persuasion of hundreds of officials.
Lord Gu revealed a hesitant expression, but a scholar of Gu stepped forward and stood between Lord Gu and Nie Changju, coldly looking at Nie Changju.
Seeing this scene, Nie Changju understood that he could only bear the brunt of this public's condemnation alone.
Nie Changju looked angrily at Lord Qing. He very much wanted to expose everything at this time, but he sadly discovered that not only could he not expose it, he couldn't even say another word to Lord Qing. Otherwise, if it affected Lord Qing and Gyeongo, his family would certainly meet with misfortune. If he continued to be enemies with Fang Yun and caused his reputation to be ruined, even if his family was punished, it would be within the bounds of the law.
"Forget it."
Nie Changju let out a long sigh and turned to look at Fang Yun. Sorrow appeared in his eyes, but he didn't beg Fang Yun for mercy.
If he begged for mercy, he would be betraying Lord Qing and the officials. Thus, Nie Changju hoped that Fang Yun would take the initiative to stop it so that he wouldn't make a fool of himself.
However, Fang Yun turned his head to look at Lord Qing's calligraphy held up by the people of Qingjiang Trading Company. He looked at the words "Duanmu Yifeng." Finally, his gaze fell on the words "Ji Shan Tian Zi."
"A family that accumulates ill will definitely have sprouts," Fang Yun muttered to himself.
Ji Shan Tian Zi had said, "A family that accumulates good will definitely have more to celebrate." This was the first half of the sentence that Fang Yun hadn't said.
Those who continuously did good would not only benefit themselves, but the benefits would also extend to their descendants. However, if a family did evil, not only would they be unlucky, they would also bring disaster to their descendants.
To be continued.
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