By the time Fang Yun returned to Baling, the eastern sky had already begun to brighten.
Autumn frost covered the earth, making it cold and white.
As soon as he entered Baling, Fang Yun habitually took out his official seal and began to multitask. He looked at the rankings while reading the letters.
When he saw the neat row of Confucian scholars at the top of the rankings, Fang Yun couldn't help but laugh.
Notre-Dame Confucian He Qionghai, Notre-Dame Confucian Xu Shi, Legalist Confucian Gao Mo, Military Confucian He Qionghai, Confucian Confucian Yun Luo … a string of names shook the rankings. Below these Notre-Dame Confucians, the other Confucians also joined in the fun.
Shu's Sai Xiaoyu, Wu Guo's Nangong Leng, Shen Guo's Ye Hongyu, Qi Guo's Zhou Qingtian, Jingguo's Kang Ha-chuan …
When Fang Yun saw Kang Ha-chuan's name, he couldn't help but laugh. He hadn't expected that this universally acknowledged good guy would also participate in this.
Many scholars were discussing these articles, and almost all of them had the same opinion. Fang Yun and the other Confucians were cutting off Gyeongo's roots.
As long as the hoe was swung properly, there was no corner that could not be dug out. Everyone on the rankings was saying these words.
A large number of Gyeongo scholars wrote articles to criticize. Although they didn't dare to call out the Confucians by name, they did all sorts of indirect attacks. Fang Yun naturally became the target of public criticism.
This time, many Gyeongo scholars had already lost their minds and were attacking Fang Yun with all their might.
The disappearance of thirty percent of the scholars was a devastating blow to the Gyeongo scholars.
Thirty percent of the scholars wasn't because they were talented or because their speed of advancement was thirty percent slower than others. Oftentimes, under the same circumstances of talent and effort, the people of other countries would have already advanced to Hanlin while the people of Gyeongo were still unable to reach the pinnacle of Jinshi. Thus, they fell behind step by step, and the gap between them grew larger and larger.
The scholars of Jingguo cheered and jumped for joy. Shaving off 30% of Wenqu's starlight was more important than occupying a prefecture in Gyeongo.
After that, some Gyeongo people clamored that they were not afraid at all because Zong Sheng was in Gyeongo. Zong Sheng could definitely change the world and restore Gyeongo's literary talent to normal.
As soon as Gyeongo brought out Zong Sheng, the opposition was immediately silenced. After all, Zong Sheng was a Half-saint, and the people from other countries could not say anything bad. They just said that Zong Sheng would not participate in this kind of battle.
Soon after, a few military scholars boldly analyzed the situation.
"Everyone, don't forget that Half-saint is indeed very powerful. He is so powerful that he can easily turn a country's Heaven Earth Yuan Qi into ruins. However, Half-saint was not omnipotent. At most, he could temporarily seize the fortune of heaven and earth and weaken the starlight of literature in a certain area, but he could not isolate the starlight of literature. After all, the power of Wenqu Star was far above that of all the saints. Not to mention that there was no way to isolate the starlight, going against the will of Wenqu Star was equivalent to destroying one's own path.
"There is another reason. Whether it is Lord Qing or Fang Yun, this is a battle between the younger generation. If you think about it carefully, it is a conflict between the younger generation. For example, if two young children were fighting, would the grandfather use a sword to cut down the other children? I don't know what Zong Sheng is thinking, but I can't do it.
"There is another reason why Zong Sheng will not intervene. Gyeongo is in the wrong for this matter! What did Lord Qing do? He was crazy enough to protect the murderer of his family! Moreover, this murderer harmed others without benefiting himself. He is a spiritual beast trafficker. If there are fewer spiritual beasts, not only will the people of Jingguo be unlucky, the people of Gyeongo will also be unlucky. Lord Qing is not in the right at all. If someone helps Lord Qing, it is equivalent to being an accomplice in the destruction of his family!
"Also, think about it. Is it easier for Lord Qing to admit his mistake or for Half-saint to intervene? Of course, it is the former! If Lord Qing admits his mistake and Fang Xusheng still does not withdraw his divine power, then Zong Sheng will intervene.
"Don't forget that Zong Sheng is not only Gyeongo's Zong Sheng, but also Eastern Sage. He is the Half-saint of the entire human race. Back then, he might have intervened directly, but if he does so now, the position of Eastern Sage will be changed. Although Zong Sheng is strong, the other Half-saints are not easy to deal with. At that time, Jinglong Half-saint thought that Fang Xusheng was dead and was disheartened. He gave up the position of Eastern Sage and wandered the ten thousand worlds. Now that Fang Xusheng is alive, Jinglong Half-saint can definitely come back and kill him!
"Zong Sheng has his sights set on the ten thousand worlds. How can he be restrained by a small Gyeongo? Now, the scholars of various countries are waving their little hoes to poach the geniuses of Gyeongo. I have a plan. I will ask Zong Sheng to recruit the geniuses of other countries and let them join Gyeongo. Thirty percent of the literary stars are nothing. They are not as useful as the holy Qi of the Holy Abode. "
The scholars of the Zong Family and the School of Miscellany were so angry that they wanted to strangle them to death.
The School of Miscellany had always been at odds with the School of Miscellany. After all, the School of Miscellany was made up of civil officials while the School of Miscellany was made up of soldiers. The conflict between the two had lasted for thousands of years and had never stopped.
In addition, many of the geniuses of the School of Miscellany were persecuted by the civil officials of the School of Miscellany and lost their chance to become a Saint.
The School of Miscellany had always been meticulous in their thinking and used both the carrot and the stick. They were not inferior to the School of Miscellany who played politics in every aspect. Even in the battle of rankings, they were not at a disadvantage. Their words left the School of Miscellany and Gyeongo speechless.
The Gyeongo people were no match for the School of Miscellany, so they pointed their spear at Fang Yun.
A Grand Scholar of the Zong Family personally published an article on the rankings and led a large group of Gyeongo people to suppress Fang Yun.
"It is unreasonable to weaken Gyeongo when the human race is in danger. He is helping the barbarians weaken the human race and acting as the vanguard for the barbarians to start the second Great War of Two Worlds Mountain!"
"The private grudge between the two actually involved the whole country. King Qing is wrong, but Fang Yun is even more hateful!"
"There are thousands of scholars in Gyeongo, but in the eyes of Fang Xusheng, they are no better than a few criminals. It is chilling. How can such a person be the Teacher of the World?"
"Bullsh * t Teacher of the World. It is nothing more than a joke made by Saint Dong. He only wrote a few crooked poems. How can he be the teacher of the world? Only Saint Kong is the only Teacher of the World!"
"Fang Yun first made up a story to insult our Gyeongo, then cut off our Gyeongo's literary works. He must have planned this from the beginning. Who knows how those people died? Maybe he was framed!"
Fang Yun originally didn't care about these people's attacks, but when he saw the Gyeongo people use the dead as weapons to attack him and eat human blood buns, even though he was a Grand Scholar and shouldn't be affected by external things, he felt even more angry.
"Every time you speak, you have the flesh of the dead stuffed in your teeth and the blood of the dead flowing out of the corners of your mouths! I, Fang Yun, will be waiting for you in Baling City. I will wait for you to repeat what you said on the rankings in front of me! I will pay for the travel expenses to Baling City for you! "
After Fang Yun replied to this article, the Gyeongo people didn't reply for a long time. Instead, the Jingguo people and people from other countries took over this article and condemned the Gyeongo people in speech and in writing.
The scholars weren't in the wrong, but they were frightened by Fang Yun's last sentence.
Fang Yun only paid for the travel expenses to Baling City!
Then what about the travel expenses back?
No one could leave alive after insulting the dead in front of Fang Yun!
After putting down his official seal, Fang Yun entered the governor's mansion and walked into the study. He picked up his brush and wrote.
The Announcement on Severely Cracking Down on Spiritual Beast Traffickers in Xiangzhou was quickly published and sent to all the yamens in Xiangzhou. When they saw the last sentence, many yamen runners felt their blood boil.
"Please forgive me for not being able to protect the heroic yamen runners who were hiding in danger. However, please give me a chance to avenge the heroes!"
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