Yuanjun Feng said, "The Cowherd and Weaving Girl stars have existed for hundreds of millions of years, but in the end, it only shines on the two of you. Even if these two stars are not as magical as the Literati Star, they will still be of great use. You can rest assured that in the future, you will definitely discover the wonders of this Qixi Star Illumination! "
Fang Yun nodded. Just as he was about to discuss in detail, someone suddenly shouted.
"Master Shi's first disciple! Where are you going? Stop! "A young man's voice sounded.
The originally lively city wall suddenly became silent. Whether it was those who were moved by the poem or those who were discussing the wonders of the poem, they all looked towards the direction of the voice.
They saw Master Shi's first disciple standing stiffly by the table. His face was full of shame and his eyes were filled with hatred.
Fang Yun looked carefully and saw that he was less than three steps away from his seat.
The young scholars at the next table smiled proudly.
Some of the other people of the Qing Kingdom simply turned their faces away. This was too shameful. He was the first disciple of Lady Shijun, a High Scholar of the Qing Kingdom, and someone who was certain to become a Grand Scholar this year, but he was exposed by a few scholars.
Master Shi's first disciple said, "I want to wash my hands."
Fang Yun secretly shook his head. The first disciple of Master Shi actually used the toilet as an excuse to escape. Gyeongo's face was completely lost.
Magistrate Dong said slowly, "You can wash your hands, but first, take out Master Shi's Qixi poem."
"We have been waiting for a long time!"
"Take it out! Master Shi wants to bet on all of us Jingguo, right? Fang Zhenguo's "Immortals at the Magpie Bridge" is here. You can try to bet on it! "
"Please read Master Shi's poem."
Many people smiled as they watched the show.
Fang Yun suddenly remembered the scene of the Jingguo people and Gyeongo people in the past. At that time, the Jingguo people were extremely excited. They were gnashing their teeth as if they wanted to take revenge. But now, it was completely different. It was almost like they were teasing.
Fang Yun felt very gratified. The Jingguo people finally had confidence.
The sky was full of stars. Oil lamps were arranged on the city wall. More than 30 tables of Jingguo people were looking at Master Shi's first disciple.
The head disciple of Lord Shi felt sorrowful. Once upon a time, Jingguo was like an imperial censor and imperial envoy. He did not put the Jingguo people in his eyes at all. He did not even need to take responsibility for beating or scolding the Jingguo people. At most, he only needed to pay some money. However, ever since Fang Yun appeared, Jingguo had completely changed.
Gyeongo suffered an unprecedented defeat. The Literary Name of Gyeongo was almost suppressed by Fang Yun alone. This was something that had never happened in the two hundred years since Gyeongo was founded.
Even when Chen Guanhai, Li Wenying, and the others dominated the world, Gyeongo won more than they lost.
But in front of Fang Yun, Gyeongo had never won!
The head disciple of Lord Shi knew that if Fang Yun's poem was only about Mingzhou, it would not be embarrassing. If that was the case, it wouldn't be embarrassing for him to take out his teacher's Mingzhou poem. However, Fang Yun's poem had become a national treasure. Furthermore, it was four and a half feet of talent. It was the best Qixi poem. If there wasn't a better Qixi poem within a hundred years, this poem would definitely reach the level of being passed down to the world.
Lord Shi could not write more than a few national treasures in his life, let alone spread all over the world.
Looking at the hundreds of Jingguo people's eyes, the head disciple of Lord Shi almost cried. Just a year ago, they looked at the Jingguo people with such eyes.
He took a deep breath and said slowly, "The rain in Jiangzhou is heavy. That poem was soaked in the rain."
A few young students were so angry that their noses were crooked. It was fine if he did not dare to take it out, but he dared to take the opportunity to smear the flood in Jiangzhou.
Magistrate Dong said coldly, "Lord Shi gave a poem to our country. How dare his disciple be greedy. Guards. Take him down, strip him, and search him! "
"Yes, sir!"
The soldiers on the side shouted in unison.
Lord Shi's disciple quickly took out a rolled-up piece of paper from his sleeve. Then, under everyone's surprised gaze, he quickly rolled it into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it. In the process of swallowing, his eyes bulged. His face was ferocious, like an evil demon.
"Haha! If I say no, there is no! You want to use this to attack my teacher? Dream on! This poem belongs to Gyeongo. We have the final say! You want to suppress Gyeongo? Wait for another thousand years! "
Not only did the Jingguo people look at him in shock, but the Gyeongo people were also extremely shocked.
One of the High Scholars from the Qing Kingdom had a look of embarrassment on his face as he stood up and said, "When it comes to literature, it's not like we've never lost before. Why do you have to do this? If word got out, Shijun's face would be lost because of you. Qing Kingdom's face would also be lost because of you. When did Gyeongo become a country that can't afford to lose? "
Lord Shi's disciple said contemptuously, "Ignorant! Short-sighted! I can lose, but Gyeongo can't! "
"But you are the one who ruined our Literary Name of Gyeongo! Today, after the poem incident, Gyeongo will definitely become the laughing stock of the Ten Nations! "
Lord Shi's disciple said eloquently, "When have I ever valued the Literary Name of Gyeongo? As long as our Gyeongo can swallow Jingguo, it doesn't matter even if we swallow a hundred poems. "
Fang Yun said firmly, "As long as I, Fang Yun, am here, Gyeongo will never be able to swallow Jingguo!"
"Gyeongo only has five years. Once Chen … that person is gone, Gyeongo will just be a fish on the chopping block!" Lord Shi's disciple looked regretful after he said that.
Be it the elderly or the young scholars, all the Jingguo people stood up. Every soldier pulled out a long sword and pointed it at Lord Shi's disciple.
These people's faces were calm and their eyes were resolute.
Lord Shi's disciple's face turned pale.
Fang Yun squinted slightly and said slowly, "Half-saint is the foundation of a country and the pillar of the human race. Since you have cursed our Jingguo Chen Sheng, if you don't kowtow and apologize, you can forget about leaving today! It's considered elegant to kill someone with a Chinese Valentine's Day poem. "
The primordial energy in the sky suddenly became violent.
Lord Shi's disciple gritted his teeth and slowly knelt on the ground. He lowered his head and said, "I didn't choose my words carefully and accidentally implicated Chen Sheng. I have sinned. I hope Chen Sheng can forgive me." After he said that, he kowtowed three times.
Magistrate Dong said, "You can avoid death, but you can't escape punishment! Someone came and chopped off both of his arms from his shoulders! Let him know the price of insulting our Jingguo Half-saint! "
"You can't do this to me! I'm a Juren! I'm under the protection of the Notre-Dame. "
Many soldiers rushed over and pinned Lord Shi's disciple to the ground while grabbing his arms.
"The Notre-Dame doesn't protect the villains of the Cursed Saint! Do it! "
Two blades flashed and cut off the arms of Lord Shi's disciple cleanly. Blood splattered everywhere.
"Ah..." Lord Shi's disciple screamed and fainted.
"Bandage him and throw him at the entrance of Gyeongo's embassy. If he dares to insult the Half-saint again, even if he hides in the palace of Gyeongo, Jingguo will find him! "
The Gyeongo people at the side hurriedly apologized, but no one cared about them.
No one felt that the Jingguo people were wrong. Chen Guanhai was the spiritual pillar of Jingguo. If something happened to Chen Guanhai, Jingguo would collapse. And it was everyone's duty to protect the Half-saint Literary Name. If the Half-saint could be insulted and cursed so easily, then the foundation of the human race would be destroyed.
They could criticize the Half-saint's words, but they could not insult or curse him.
Looking at the bloodstains on the ground, Gyeongo people felt extremely sad. Lord Shi's disciple swallowing a poem was a scandal, and he cursed Chen Guanhai in front of the Jingguo people. This kind of thing would definitely be reported in the "Wen Pao" and cause a lot of criticism.
Fang Yun watched as Lord Shi's disciple was dragged away. He did not feel sorry for him at all. Chen Guanhai was injured in the battle with the Barbarian Saint. Gyeongo could hope that he would die and then annex Jingguo, but cursing him in front of the Jingguo people was not enough.
The winner had been decided, and the Gyeongo people left together. When they got down the city wall, they stopped in a dark corner.
Not far away, the Jingguo people were laughing and chatting, but they were isolated from the world.
A few people even squatted down weakly. They did not have the temperament of a scholar at all. They were completely ruffians.
"All of you, stand up! You just lost to Fang Yun. How can you be so discouraged? Even Lord Shijun has lost. So what if we lose? "
"I … I'm not afraid of losing, I'm just confused. When did Gyeongo become such a sore loser? Gyeongo people in my heart. It's not like this! "
"This is the art of domination, the art of politics, and the strategy of the military. Our plan is to join forces with the barbarians to destroy the monsters. For this goal, we can sacrifice, Lord Shi can sacrifice. Even Gyeongo can sacrifice! Now, it's time for Jingguo to sacrifice! "
"Then, why do you have to decide who to sacrifice?"
"Because we can help the human race destroy the monsters! We can help the human race become stronger! "
"If sacrificing you can also help the human race become stronger, are you willing to sacrifice?"
"Of course!"
"Okay, I'll remember this!" The squatting Gyeongo people slowly stood up.
"What are you up to? Treason is a serious crime! "
"Don't worry, I'll help the human race become stronger just like you!"
"I hope you can do it!"
"Naturally."
However, every Gyeongo person heard a faint shattering sound.
On the city wall, the atmosphere of the Double Seventh Festival fell to the lowest point. Although everyone knew that Chen Guanhai was about to die, being cursed by the Gyeongo people was still unforgettable.
Not long later, many officials began to get busy, because their official seals were constantly receiving swan goose messages. Most of them were asking about the national stabilizing poem, and some asked about the imperial poem.
Fang Yun also received a letter from Ji County's county magistrate, Cai He. However, the contents of Cai He's letter were slightly different. Fang Yun could almost see Cai He's angry face behind the words.
"You actually wrote me as a negative pedantic scholar? You want me to destroy the relationship between the white snake demon and the human scholar? Don't force me to go to Jade Sea City! Change immediately, or I'll block your door! "
Fang Yun pretended not to see it.
Feng Yuanjun said, "The Double Seventh Festival is about to end. After that, we'll go to North Vice City to see what you need, and then exchange it with dragon horns."
"I know about this. Every time there's a big festival, the merchants in North Vice City are especially active. What's the biggest event in North Vice City today? "
"I can't say it's the biggest, but there are many big events. For example, Fortune Origin Pavilion's jewelry auction, Famous Wine House's trade fair, Fragrant Ink Pavilion's calligraphy exhibition, and Dragon Luring Pavilion's trade fair. There are too many to mention. "
"Then where is the best place to exchange my dragon horns?"
"Of course it's the Dragon Luring Pavilion. That's the property of the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace. Merchants and aristocratic families go there for the treasures of the Dragons. If you want to exchange your dragon horns for other treasures, as long as the price is slightly lower than the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace's, you'll be able to sell them quickly. "
"Other than the Dragon Luring Pavilion's trade fair, is there anything else?"
Feng Yuanjun revealed a helpless expression, "The Double Seventh Festival and the Lantern Festival are two big festivals. The Jade Sea Prefecture's trade fair can only be held at the Dragon Luring Pavilion, because any merchant who holds a trade fair on those days will be viewed as an enemy by the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace."
"The Dragons are very tyrannical." Fang Yun thought of the word monopoly.
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