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Chapter 1712

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Back then, Kong Sheng held the Book of Changes in his hand and chanted to a Wolf Sage, "In a house of kindness, there will always be a surplus; in a house of evil, there will always be a surplus seedling." Not only did he kill the Wolf Sage, but he also killed all the Barbarians and their in-laws who had the Wolf Sage's bloodline.

That was Kong Sheng's third battle in the Demon Realm.

Fang Yun's words were like a heavy slap to the face of the Emperor of Kindness.

Even though Fang Yun's voice wasn't loud and wasn't as loud as thunder, everyone was paying attention. The people around him passed this sentence to the people behind him. In a short period of time, hundreds of thousands of people knew what Fang Yun had said.

"Pfft!"

Nie Changju suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground.

The officials nearby didn't immediately help him up. Instead, they hurriedly backed away, afraid that they would be implicated and be condemned by the public.

There was no one around Nie Changju. Looking from the city wall, it was particularly eye-catching among the hundreds of thousands of people.

After several breaths, Nie Changju slowly opened his eyes. It was already late in the morning, and the sun was glaring. He had to squint and stare at the crowd nearby. He could only see the white sunlight shining on them, but he couldn't see their expressions clearly.

The people nearby looked at Nie Changju and saw a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he were an old man with dementia.

Some people sighed.

The Fury of the Masses didn't have any direct offensive power. As a member of the Hanlin Academy, Nie Changju could have held on for a while. However, the emperors of the two countries and the others didn't help him, which made him disheartened. No matter how brave he was, it was useless if he didn't have a strong will.

After three breaths, a crisp sound like glass cracking resounded through the crowd.

Nie Changju's courage cracked.

Blood flowed from the corner of Nie Changju's mouth as he slowly closed his eyes.

Many people saw how malevolent Nie Changju's expression was when he fainted. His expression was filled with anger, but not a single person sympathized with him.

All of this was Nie Changju's choice.

The struggle between countries was just so cruel and bloody. Most of the time, it wasn't inferior to the struggle between ethnic groups.

Not far from the eastern city gate, there were many scholars from Kong City standing together.

"Choosing Gyeongo as a friend is very wise, but choosing Fang Yun as an enemy is extremely foolish," Kong De Lun said.

The nearby Kong City scholar nodded slightly.

Hundreds of thousands of people looked at where Fang Yun and the Qing Emperor were. Each had their own thoughts. Fang Yun had only said a few words, yet he had caused the traitor's Divine Path to collapse, his guts to shatter, and his hopes to advance to the next level. He had paid a price no less than death.

For many of the Hanlin Academy members, they would rather die on the battlefield and receive Notre-Dame and the state's pension so that their descendants could benefit from it. They would rather die than be cut off from the Divine Path under such circumstances.

In the group of Qingjiang Trading Company, Ge Yiming looked at Qing Jun and found that he had no reaction. He then looked at his uncle, Ge Baiwan, who was in Qing Jun's group. He found that Ge Baiwan also did not look over.

Ge Yiming secretly let out a sigh of relief and gently turned his head to look around. He saw that most of the scholars he had gathered had silently taken two or three steps back. He and Hua Qingniang had actually separated from the group.

Seeing Hua Qingniang's puzzled face, a trace of disgust flashed through Ge Yiming's eyes. If it weren't for this stupid woman's inappropriate actions, Qingjiang Trading Company and the Qing officials would not have acted so hastily and been forced to break off relations with Fang Yun on the 15th of August. Fortunately, Zhang Longxiang had not yet lost. Fortunately, the Qing Emperor still had a backup plan. Otherwise, the Qing Emperor would lose a great deal of face just because Nie Changju had fainted.

What's more, Fang Yun had first said, "Emperor of the Three Kingdoms," and then said, "A family that accumulates ill will definitely have sprouts." Every word was aimed at the Qing Emperor. It was as if even if tens of thousands of people surrounded and attacked him, he would still hold onto the enemy's leader and risk his life. Fang Yun dared to risk his life, but the Qing Emperor did not. The officials of Gyeongo were also not prepared to let the Qing Emperor fall into a trap today.

The reason Ge Yiming let out a sigh of relief was because since the Qing Emperor and Ge Baiwan did not look at him, they would not force him to use extreme methods. The fainting of Nie Changju had already made it difficult for the Qing Emperor to back down. If he stepped forward to confront Fang Yun and failed, then the Qing Emperor had no need to participate in the meeting. He could only turn back and return to Gyeongo.

Ge Yiming felt the aura of the official seal tremble and immediately read the new message. After reading it, he felt even more at ease. This was a message from Ge Baiwan's advisor. It said that Nie Changju had been seriously injured and the Qing Emperor was at the heart of the struggle. Qingjiang Trading Company would not act for the time being. However, they had to be prepared at all times. Once the right time came, they could immediately act and deal a heavy blow to Fang Yun.

Ge Yiming hurriedly whispered to Hua Qingniang, "Let's go. We will retreat for now."

Hua Qingniang was puzzled and said, "We have not defeated Fang Yun yet."

Ge Yiming almost cursed out loud, but he suppressed his anger and said in a low voice, "Things have changed. We will wait for the next opportunity to act."

Hua Qingniang finally understood and immediately retreated with Ge Yiming.

The thousands of people from Qingjiang Trading Company slowly retreated into the crowd on both sides of the road. The threat to Fang Yun disappeared.

The people around saw it clearly and sighed. Fang Xusheng was indeed powerful. With just a few words, he had resolved a difficult crisis. However, Gyeongo's side was also very smart. Seeing that the situation was not good, they fled like a gecko cutting its tail. Now, they could calmly discuss countermeasures.

"This place has seen blood in broad daylight. Han Lin's gallbladder has been shattered. It is very ominous. Men, carry Nie Sizheng back to Baling City and treat him. "Fang Yun said and swung his sleeves, turned around and boarded the Dragon Horse.

The Gyeongo officials who came with the Qing Emperor had ugly expressions. The Qing Emperor clenched his fists and stared at Fang Yun's carriage.

The Jingguo people present were stunned for a moment, then they laughed.

Ning Zhiyuan laughed and said, "It seems that the Fang Yun we know has not changed even though he has become Xusheng. The Qing Emperor wore a three-pointed flat crown and looked down on Jingguo and Fang Yun. Fang Yun, on the other hand, used a bloody disaster as an excuse and did not even welcome the Qing Emperor. He even skipped the basic greeting. "

To the side, Du Shudai couldn't help but laugh and said, "This is like the Qing Emperor wearing a ceremonial crown and traveling thousands of miles to meet Fang Yun. They were already at the door, but after Fang Yun opened the door, he didn't say a word. He rolled his eyes at them and then turned to leave. It was enough to anger someone to death. Fortunately, those old fellows in the Hall of Rites weren't here. Otherwise, they would have been angered by Fang Yun and left in a huff. One is the Qing Emperor, and the other is Xusheng.

The Qing Emperor's punch was full of strength, but Fang Yun moved and dodged. The Qing Emperor's waist was injured quite badly. "

"The Qing Emperor and those Gyeongo officials are probably regretting it now. If they had brought a normal six-pointed or nine-pointed crown, Fang Yun wouldn't have had any excuse to fight back. Then, they could have used the people of Qingjiang Trading Company to embarrass Fang Yun. Now, in order to humiliate Fang Yun and Jingguo by wearing a three-pointed flat crown, they shot themselves in the foot. They interrupted the proper business and even destroyed the Qing Emperor's position in Xiangzhou. "

"So, the Qing Emperor helps those who help themselves! Fang Yun and Jingguo are helpless against the Bureau of Rites and Nie Changju. Now that Nie Changju has committed a grave mistake and is in a coma, Fang Yun and the court can directly appoint Jingguo as the director of the Bureau of Rites! This way, the Qing Emperor's high-ranking officials in Xiangzhou will all be wiped out, and no one will be able to hold a position of fourth-rank or higher. "

"Fang Yun is probably praising the Qing Emperor for his benevolence and righteousness!"

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