In the Hall of Agriculture, Fang Yun first showed his goodwill, then his strength, and tried to blackmail them with technology. After the other party had no choice but to agree, Fang Yun combined the development of the later generations to create his own path for the farmers. With agriculture as the body, and with labor as the use, the two could be combined together, and he could not reject the Craftsmen too much.
After that, Fang Yun took out some divine materials that were not particularly sensitive to the environment. For example, the Bone Celery. There were a lot of them, and he hoped that the Farming Palace could plant them in the Saint Origin World.
At the same time, Fang Yun asked the Farming Palace to send an elder to the Western Saint Pavilion to cooperate with him. This way, the Farming Palace could see a new path.
After leaving the Farming Palace, Fang Yun went to the Rites Palace and said that he would visit the elder of the Rites Palace tomorrow before heading to the Punishment Palace.
On the way to the Punishment Palace, he met the elder of the Battle Palace, He Qionghai.
He Qionghai stopped Fang Yun and said with a smile, "Fang Xusheng, why don't you come to the Battle Palace? The nine elders of the Battle Palace have been waiting for a long time. "
Fang Yun did not expect He Qionghai to be waiting for him. He smiled and said, "The mechanisms that the Battle Palace needs will be improved by the Gonghai in a few days and sent to the Two World Mountain. It can be said that the Battle Palace only needs to wait. The items from the Gonghai will naturally satisfy the needs of the Battle Palace first. "
He Qionghai said, "That is that. The Battle Palace has its own place to forge weapons. We can't always eat the leftovers of the Gonghai Palace."
Fang Yun felt a headache when he heard this. He had neglected this point. Although the Gonghai Palace was in charge of the weapons of the Battle Palace, they were mainly in charge of the research, manufacture, and maintenance of the mechanisms. Most of the Gonghai Palace's scholars would not bother to research ordinary weapons.
Left with no choice, the Battle Palace could only establish a Weapon Institute that specialized in the research of weapons. It also gathered many talents from the Gonghai Palace.
Fang Yun thought for a while and said decisively, "It will take at least five days to ten days. You can go to the Notre-Dame's treasury and get the materials to forge weapons. I still have something to do, so I will take my leave now. "
Fang Yun turned around and left. Not only was He Qionghai not angry, but he looked at Fang Yun's back with eyes full of admiration.
One of the High Scholar followers behind He Qionghai said angrily, "This Fang Xusheng is too arrogant. You personally came to welcome him as a representative of the Hall of Battle, but he didn't even give you any face. No wonder everyone in Gyeongo is against him."
He Qionghai glanced at the attendant and looked at Fang Yun's back. "It's been two years since I brought you here from the He Clan, right?"
The High Scholar said, "Two years and three months."
"Have you improved in the past two years?"
"I learned a lot at Notre-Dame. One word from you is better than ten years of reading."
He Qionghai nodded and said, "Let me ask you, why did the previous emperors and emperors always focus on military power when they ascended the throne?"
"The generals are the most important weapons of the country. As the monarch, I naturally have to grasp the strongest power of the country."
"Then, what's the status of Battle Hall in Notre-Dame?"
"In terms of status, it's only one of them. In terms of power, it's the strongest."
"Then, is Fang Yun the monarch or the emperor?"
The High Scholar follower immediately broke out in cold sweat and his face turned pale. He was so scared that he couldn't speak.
"Leave Notre-Dame tomorrow and go back to the He Clan." He Qionghai walked away.
The follower's heart was filled with regret. Originally, he only wanted to protect He Qionghai and said that casually. Now, he understood that Fang Yun was deliberately avoiding suspicion. He didn't want to be too close with Battle Hall. He didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings among the upper echelons of Notre-Dame or even the Saints. It could even be said that there was an expert behind Battle Hall who was probing Fang Yun.
As a human Illusionary Divine stage Illusionary Divine dream master and the number one scholar below Half-Sage, it was one thing for him to bribe the various halls. However, if he wanted to get involved with the Battle Hall as well, what was he trying to do?
Was he trying to seize the authority of the Saints? Or was he trying to be the Emperor Qin Shihuang who unified the Saint Origin World?
Only then did he understand why He Qionghai wanted him to leave. It was not because he did not know anything, but because even the Battle Hall had to treat him with caution. How could a mere follower dare to judge him? Was He Qionghai looking down on the Illusionary Divine dream masters or the Battle Hall?
"Sigh …" The High Scholar follower sighed and left weakly.
Fang Yun walked while thinking about He Qionghai's intentions. In fact, he had thought about building a military academy in the past, but he decisively gave up on the idea after thinking about it for a while. Building other academies wasn't a big deal, but building a military academy was equivalent to cultivating military strength. No one in Jingguo could stop him. However, what would the Saint Clans and Notre-Dame think?
Therefore, Fang Yun didn't plan to go to Battle Hall in the first place. In a few days, when they were going to discuss the plan to attack the Demon Realm, he only planned to go to the Western Sacred Pavilion.
Fang Yun smoothly arrived at the Punishment Hall. The treatment he received was different from the treatment he received at the Works Hall, Medicine Hall, and Agriculture Hall.
The school of Legalism didn't need any divine materials or herbs, so the elders of the Punishment Hall only looked at Fang Yun with a kind smile. They wanted to know what Fang Yun wanted to do.
Before the doors of the Punishment Hall closed, Fang Yun used the tone of a salesman in the future and said with a smile, "Everyone, have you heard of the Constitution?"
Boom …
The doors of the Punishment Hall closed.
The next day, Fang Yun dragged his tired body out. There was a trace of exhaustion in his eyes, but he was in high spirits.
The palaces and pavilions Fang Yun chose were arranged in order of difficulty.
Using the Constitution as bait to convince the Punishment Hall to help him was an important part of his future plan. Fang Yun used almost all of his methods to convince the elders of the Punishment Hall to agree to his plan.
The establishment of the Security Academy and Legalism Academy wasn't the real purpose of this trip to the Punishment Hall.
Fang Yun arrived at the Ceremonial Hall.
Compared to the other halls, the Ceremonial Hall was more dignified and plain.
The ten elders of the Ceremonial Hall sat in their respective seats. Their faces were either calm, stern, or indifferent. Not a single one of them was smiling.
Going to the Punishment Hall first and then the Ceremonial Hall was an order that the elders of the Ceremonial Hall didn't like.
Fang Yun strode into the hall and clasped his hands at the ten elders. He slowly said, "Student Fang Yun greets the elders."
"Fang Xusheng has already become a great Confucian. He's in the Four Realms, so there's no need to be so courteous," elder Yun Luo said.
"Everyone seated here is this student's senior. Before discussing important matters, you should treat them with respect as your teachers," Fang Yun said.
The expressions of the ten elders relaxed slightly.
Fang Yun had already seen through the tricks of the Ceremonial Hall. As long as he remained humble, these people definitely wouldn't make things difficult for him.
"As Xusheng, you naturally have the authority to summon us. May I ask why you've summoned us?"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "The so-called authority of Xusheng is nothing more than an excuse. I'm here to ask for your help."
"Feel free to speak," elder Wu Jiu said.
Fang Yun pondered for a moment and said, "There's something this student doesn't understand. Where does the ritual come from?"
The ten great Confucians didn't answer immediately. After a few breaths, Wu Jiu said, "Ritual comes from the way of worshipping Heaven."
Fang Yun nodded. In fact, the "ritual" in the ancient word referred to people in front of altars or sacrificial utensils. The earliest human sacrifice was to Heaven. It was the natural world, the myriad of realms, and the power that represented everything. It was a deity that had no personification.
Fang Yun asked again, "Why are monarchs and emperors the sons of Heaven?"
The ten elders were stunned and no one answered.
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