Later on, everyone received another piece of news. Mount Liu did not express his stance, but the Left Prime Minister's party had announced that they would invite Mount Liu and Mo Zhao to join the army and serve the country, citing the fact that the Barbarian Tribe had not been completely eliminated and that the second War of Two Worlds Mountain was about to begin.
During the Spring and Autumn Period, Duke Wen of Jin had passed away and had not been buried. Duke Xiang of Jin had to seize the opportunity to send troops, but he had to take into account the battlefield and the etiquette. He wore mourning clothes and painted his white mourning clothes black. In the end, he defeated the Qin Kingdom. After that, Duke Xiang of Jin wore black mourning clothes and buried Duke Wen of Jin.
It was the belt of the mourning clothes, which was used to refer to the mourning clothes.
In the past, whenever there was a major event, the soldiers could not return even if their parents had passed away. They would join the army for Mo Zhao.
Mount Liu joining the army had originally been praised for his loyalty to the country and the people, but everyone was disgusted by it.
Fang Yun and his party had received the letter when they were a hundred miles away from the capital. They were now flying back to the capital while reading the letter.
Chen Youdao, who had returned with them, frowned and asked, "Fang Xusheng, Old Liu is very cunning. I'm afraid this is his way of testing us. If he forces Mo Zhao to join the army, I'm afraid we will have to deal with him in the imperial court. "
Many people nodded gently. The identity of a Guardian was enough to suppress half of Jingguo, so no one dared to take the risk of offending Zong Sheng to force Mount Liu to join the army.
Fang Yundao said, "Since Mo Zhao is joining the army, please go to the north and join the army!"
Many people smiled. Fang Yun had taken drastic measures. He had simply explained that Mount Liu would join the army based on the original meaning of Half-saint's classic "Zuo Zhuan". Once Mount Liu chose Mo Zhao to join the army, he would have to leave the capital.
As long as he left the capital, the Left Prime Minister's party would definitely disperse and would not be able to influence Jingguo anymore.
"Will he use any means to force the Royal Family to seize the love?" Chen Youdao asked.
"How dare he!"
Everyone blamed Mount Liu.
Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety could not be achieved at the same time. If the country really could not do without some officials, even if the officials wanted to go home to observe filial piety for their parents, the monarch could take away their filial piety and not let the officials leave. The officials would keep their original positions, but they would no longer wear official uniforms or official uniforms. They could only wear plain clothes and could not participate in any literary gatherings, ceremonies, banquets, and other activities. Other than that, everything was the same as before.
For Mount Liu, the best method was for Jing Jun to steal his love. But with Fang Yun around, the Imperial Family's power was unprecedentedly strong. Jing Jun would never steal his love. As long as Mount Liu asked, the Empress Dowager would definitely agree to let him leave.
"What I'm afraid of is that he won't leave …"
When everyone heard this, they immediately felt a headache. As long as Mount Liu insisted that loyalty and filial piety were difficult to achieve, and that he was wholeheartedly devoted to the country, even if he did not care about his reputation, other than impeaching him, there was nothing they could do to a dignified Dao Enforcer.
Everyone continued to fly. As they neared the gates of the capital, Fang Yundao said, "The Empress Dowager has called for a court meeting because of Mother Liu's death. The civil and military officials have already gathered in the throne room. We can go straight to the Imperial Palace."
As Fang Yun spoke, a golden goose appeared in front of him. Then, it turned into golden words.
Everyone saw that it was a message from the Imperial Jade Seal. Only then did they dare to stop and fly straight to the Imperial Palace.
However, the newly promoted scholars were very careful when they approached the city walls. This was because in history, there was a scholar who accidentally broke into the Imperial Palace from the sky and was silently killed. In the end, not even his ashes were left behind.
Everyone successfully passed through the city walls and quickly flew to the Imperial Palace's main gate. They slowly descended.
The side gate of the Imperial Palace was open. A few eunuchs jogged over. When they saw Fang Yun, they half-knelt.
"Greetings to Lord Ji!"
"Enter the Imperial Palace," Fang Yundao said.
The scholars and scholars of Jingguo followed Fang Yun into the Imperial Palace. The people from other countries either stayed where they were or left to return to their countries.
The Imperial Palace of Jingguo had red walls and green tiles. It was spacious and grand. It was a place where the fate of the country gathered. Its aura was not inferior to the Divine Temple in the city.
Fang Yun sensed that the Qi of Heaven and Earth here was abnormal. He guessed that it had something to do with the fate of the country triggered by his poem.
After Fang Yun arrived at the throne room, he walked in.
Niu Shan stood at the door of the throne room like a loyal guard.
Everyone in the throne room looked at Fang Yun. Young Lord Jing's eyes lit up as if he had met his savior.
Fang Yun strode through the Golden Imperial Palace with his head held high. He walked like a dragon or a tiger, his momentum like a mountain, and his eyes like the sun and the moon. Everyone felt an aura that originated from ancient times coming towards them.
It was as if a supreme will had descended and declared the new master of this place.
The Master of Bloody Light, the Master of Shihan, the Master of Yangtze River, and Xusheng of the human race. The four of them combined to suppress the people in the throne room.
Whether it was Young Lord Jing or the Left Minister's Party who were racking their brains to attack Fang Yun, they could not think of anything else. Their minds were blank. They could only stare blankly at Fang Yun walking to the red wooden armchair prepared for him.
Fang Yun did not even bow. He only nodded to Young Lord Jing and the Empress Dowager behind the curtain and said, "Greetings to Monarch and Empress Dowager. I have been busy with work and have come late. Please forgive me."
Young Lord Jing smiled and said, "Teacher, you must be tired from the journey. Please take a seat and rest. We can talk about other things later."
"Thank you for your understanding, Monarch." Fang Yun finished speaking and sat down on the armchair. He looked around at everyone.
Some of the officials were envious. They all said that Mount Liu used to be the ruler of the country. But compared to Fang Yun today, he was far inferior.
If it were anyone else, Fang Yun would be considered a traitor. But he did it as if it were a matter of course.
At this moment, Fang Yun's power had officially surpassed that of Jingguo. He was no longer among the officials.
If it were not for the rules of etiquette, Young Lord Jing and the officials would have gone out of the palace to welcome Fang Yun.
Fang Yun's gaze finally fell on Mount Liu.
At this moment, Mount Liu's hair and beard were all white. His face was wrinkled. Compared to other scholars of the same age, he looked ten years older.
However, Mount Liu's eyes were still bright and full of spirit. They were like lanterns hanging in the sky, illuminating the world.
"Minister Liu, please restrain your grief. When will you return to your hometown to observe mourning?" Fang Yun asked directly.
The officials heaved a sigh of relief. Before Fang Yun arrived, no one had directly asked about Liu Shan's mourning period. They had all been beating around the bush and arguing with the Left Minister's faction. Now that Fang Yun had gotten straight to the point, he had solved many problems.
Some of the older officials squinted their eyes and looked at Fang Yun, their faces full of gratification.
After many years of hiding, Fang Yun finally had the ability to directly ask Mount Liu in the Imperial Court.
Mount Liu looked at Fang Yun. His eyes were slightly dazed. He instinctively remembered the first time he met Fang Yun in the Golden Room. At that time, Fang Yun had just passed the Imperial Examinations. He had not yet participated in the Palace Examinations and was still young.
At that time, Fang Yun was slightly reserved and respectful in the Golden Room. He was also ranked behind all the other Hanlin scholars.
Mount Liu could not help but think of his judgment of Fang Yun. He thought that after twenty years, Fang Yun would become the cornerstone of the human race. However, before Fang Yun's wings were fully developed, Jingguo would already be in the pocket of Gyeongo. He would also become an important official of Gyeongo and become a great Confucian scholar. He would also have the opportunity to become a saint.
However, in Mount Liu's heart, there was only one word.
Regret!
Regret!
Regret!
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