In the end, Fang Yun sighed softly because Xi Sheng's last sentence was to prevent him from misunderstanding. They weren't snatching the credit and he would still be credited.
"Does Xi Sheng think that I've been bullied too much, or am I too domineering?"
Fang Yun smiled helplessly.
Fang Yun sat on the armchair and closed his eyes to rest. After a few breaths, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Since the path has been paved, if anyone tries to obstruct me, they shall be sacrificed for the greater good!"
Fang Yun's eyes were like lightning that pierced through the night sky.
After resting for a while, Fang Yun left Notre-Dame and entered Kong City to meet the head of the Lu Family. He also read the chapters of the Lu Family's Spring and Autumn, which contained the original copy of the Heavenly Soul Splitting Technique, and learned the complete Heavenly Soul Splitting Technique.
Afterwards, Fang Yun entered the Women's Club and interacted with the women there. Before leaving, he left behind a meaningful sentence that he had also said in the West Saint Pavilion.
"Now, it's just the darkness before dawn."
Fang Yun stayed in Kong City and Notre-Dame for another three days. After doing everything that he had to do, he left quietly and headed to Peng Zouzhao's grave to pay his respects with wine and recite poems.
After dealing with all of this, Fang Yun returned to the Governor's Mansion of Xiang Zhou and sent a letter to everyone to invite the officials of Xiang Zhou for a banquet tomorrow.
Fang Yun had long stepped down as the Governor of the two states, but after he left, there were still people managing the Governor's Mansion and it was still one of the administrative cores of the entire Xiang Zhou.
Some people in the imperial court proposed to abolish the Governor's Mansion and change its name, but all the officials of Xiang Zhou objected, and the Empress Dowager and Jing Jun also said that the matter should be put on hold and not be mentioned again.
When the news of Fang Yun inviting guests to the Governor's Mansion spread, it did not cause much of a stir among the public. However, it caused a huge uproar among the officials of Jingguo and the high-level scholars of the Ten Nations.
When they received the letter, the Prefecture Overseer of Xiang Zhou, Governor Fang Shouye, and more than ten senior officials were discussing important matters at the Prefecture Overseer's office.
After receiving the news, the meeting was interrupted and everyone looked at each other, remaining silent for a long time.
Everyone's gaze was incomparably complicated.
Ordinary people didn't understand Fang Yun's intentions, but the highest officials of a province realized an important signal the moment they received the letter.
Fang Yun wanted to return to Jingguo politics!
Back then, after Fang Yun left his post as governor of the two provinces, in order to avoid arousing suspicion, even if he occasionally stayed in the governor's mansion, he would not receive any officials there. If he encountered any matters, he would discuss them outside the governor's mansion. Sometimes, he would even invite officials to the Jiao Saint Palace.
This time, Fang Yun had actually invited all officials of the seventh rank and above to a banquet at the Governor's Manor. This was definitely not to send him off.
It was definitely not as simple as a meal.
However, there were some things that the officials knew in their hearts that they could not say out loud.
Dong Wencong smiled and said, "Since Governor Daren is entertaining us at the Governor Mansion, of course we will attend the banquet. What are you going to do? "
All the officials seemed to have forgotten that Fang Yun had already stepped down as governor and did not correct Dong Wencong's "slip of the tongue".
Fang Shouye was the first to laugh, "How can I not go to the governor's banquet? Isn't that right, everyone? "
Fang Shouye smiled, but there was a faint coldness in his eyes as he looked at the crowd.
The officials present all smiled and expressed that they would definitely attend the banquet.
No one objected.
Then, Dong Wencong smiled and said, "All of you are smart. Of course you know that Fang Xusheng has returned from the Holy Burial Valley and must have many divine items. If those divine items were in the Notre-Dame, we would never be able to enjoy them in our lifetime. However, if we can attend this banquet, we might have a chance. At the very least, if our bodies are damaged, it will be easy to ask for a Flesh Incarnation Fruit from Daren. "
Fang Shouye nodded and said, "Back then, Fang Xusheng received help from someone, and that person's arm was broken. Fang Xusheng did not have many treasures at that time and was only a High Scholar, but he was willing to give the Flesh Incarnation Fruit to that person. We have been officials under him for many years, and we still have this kind of relationship. "
"Everyone's Holy Apricots have not fully melted yet. Those officials who have not received the Holy Apricots are probably cursing their mothers right now, "Dong Wencong said with a smile.
Everyone chimed in one after another.
These two were officials with the highest rank in Xiang Province apart from Fang Yun. One beat and one enticed, using both kindness and power to dissolve the ill feelings in the hearts of the other officials, ensuring that there would be no problems with this group of officials with the highest rank in Xiang Province.
After sending off the other officials, Fang Shouye and Dong Wencong released the power of literary courage and the power of official seals to isolate themselves from the outside world. The two of them sat facing each other, their expressions solemn and even somewhat gloomy.
Fang Shouye stared into Dong Wencong's eyes and said slowly, "Our Fang family and Fang Xusheng are bound together for good or ill. If nothing unexpected happens, in a few days, I will plead with Fang Xusheng to add my family to the Xusheng family tree in Ji County and enjoy the benefits of the Xusheng clan. I, Fang Dayan, will not beat around the bush with you. What do you think of this matter? "
Dong Wencong laughed bitterly and said, "You and Fang Xusheng are bound together for good or ill, and so am I. Back then, Fang Xusheng had yet to make a name for himself, but I was already guiding him in his writings. Whether it's my current rise in rank or my literary progress, it's all thanks to him. If I were to betray him, my literary courage would be torn apart, and I would only be able to walk this path to the end. I won't hide it from you. In my estimation, Fang Xusheng wants to enter the imperial court and take charge of it. "
Fang Shouye nodded lightly and said, "I think so too. You know that although I'm proficient in the art of war, I'm far inferior to you in political and official matters. Can you analyze why Fang Xusheng is acting this way? Hasn't he long since given up on the path of the imperial court, wanting to avoid the disturbances and concentrate on the Divine Path? "
Dong Wencong muttered to herself for a long time and said, "At first, I was also puzzled, but when I recalled the experiences of some great scholars, I discovered some clues."
"What clues?" Fang Shouye asked anxiously.
Dong Wencong said, "When a human becomes a great scholar, be it the body or the mind, everything will change. More than 20% of great scholars have a very different temperament from when they were scholars, and 30% have a similar temperament to that of a scholar, but more extreme. Some people have analyzed that this is because great scholars have already touched the edge of the Divine Path and have a deeper understanding of the Divine Path. They are influenced by the Divine Path and will instinctively do things that benefit their Divine Path. In other words, since Fang Xusheng has become an official again, it's very likely that he's involved in the Divine Path. "
"Is there no other reason?" Fang Shouye asked.
Dong Wencong said seriously, "There is."
"What reason?"
"Fang Xusheng wants to do something more important than becoming a saint himself!"
This seemed like nonsense, but Fang Shouye nodded lightly and thought carefully.
After a long time, Fang Shouye sighed and said, "I, Fang Dayan, am a crude person. The Divine Path is too distant for me. Before I met Fang Yun, even becoming a scholar was an extravagant hope for me. But now, I must become a great scholar! I have no other choice, and I'm very happy that I have no other choice. "
Fang Shouye looked at Dong Wencong and smiled casually, as if he wasn't making an important decision in life, but enjoying a good time.
Dong Wencong spread her hands and said, "I'm not happy, but I have no other choice."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
In the Waterfall Valley of Yuan County, Minister Zuo's hometown.
An old man slapped the table and laughed.
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