It was dusk in the capital, and the night lights had not been lit yet.
The afterglow of the sun slowly disappeared from the horizon and shone on a huge airship.
Fang Yun and the officials of the imperial court stood below the airship and looked at the figures of the scholars on the ship.
The airship slowly took off, moving further and further away until it finally disappeared into the horizon.
Some of the Jingguo officials looked into the distance and were very disappointed.
The Fa family had left in the end.
Fang Yun turned around and slowly walked towards the city gate. The officials saw that Fang Yun did not get on the carriage and did not dare to be rash. They quietly followed behind.
After the Sage Dao Literary Conference, all the spies in the imperial court had been removed.
Those who remained in the imperial court were either Fang Yun's people or had given up on opposing Fang Yun.
Only the Legalism scholars present could feel that Fang Yun was like a huge furnace. It was as if he was burning the heavens and earth, making it difficult for them to get close.
The Sage Dao Crown and Sage Dao Codex were still in Fang Yun's literary palace.
Fang Yun's pace was very slow, and no one was impatient.
The officials looked at Fang Yun's back and suddenly felt that his figure was a little old. He seemed more stable than before, but also more lonely.
Everyone knew that Jingguo's most difficult period was about to arrive.
The scholars from the School of Miscellany had already announced that they no longer cared if Fang Yun handed over the official examination. This was because the School of Miscellany had already joined forces with the Kingdom of Qing, the Kingdom of Gu and the Kingdom of Jia to begin the official examination.
As for the other countries, other than Wu Guo, who had been studying Jingguo for a long time, the other countries were observing. At least for now, they did not want to expose their table manners.
Jia joining the Miscellany School was like a bolt from the blue to the Jingguo people. Many people suspected that this had something to do with the Lei family of Jia.
When they reached the city gate, Fang Yun sat in the carriage and returned to the Left Prime Minister's Residence to continue handling government affairs.
The bustling capital suddenly quieted down as a large number of scholars from various countries left.
At 8 pm, the eunuchs from the imperial palace entered the Left Prime Minister's Residence punctually and invited Fang Yun to the imperial palace to teach Jingjun Zhao Yuan.
Fang Yun's reply was to give Zhao Yuan a day off and to check on his homework tomorrow night.
The eunuchs accepted the order and left.
The Empress Dowager, who had received the news, sat by the window and looked at the sparse stars with a frown.
..... Zhao Yuan was having a lot of fun with the eunuchs.
None of the officials in the cabinet left.
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On the rankings, the topic regarding the Saint Dao Literary Conference gradually cooled down. Rumors spread everywhere, and everyone believed that the School of Miscellany would make a move on the Jing Country.
Everyone knew that the Saint Dao Wen Conference had strengthened the Miscellany School's determination to eliminate Jing Guo.
Jingguo, which continued to grow, had become the biggest stumbling block for the School of Miscellany.
In the brightly lit Left Prime Minister's Residence, none of the officials dared to disturb Fang Yun. Fang Yun did not open the door even when they knocked.
In the study, the luminous pearl's light was gentle and bright. Fang Yun sat upright on the wooden armchair with a stack of white papers on the table in front of him.
The inkstone turtle crawled on the table and shook its butt from time to time. It always had a look of disdain and disdain for everything.
Mo Nu was quietly immersed in the ink, revealing half of her face. Her small mouth blew bubbles in the ink as she stared at Fang Yun.
Wu Die had benefited greatly from the Holy Burial Valley and had turned into a cocoon of light in the literary palace. It was unknown when it would break out of the cocoon.
The night deepened.
Fang Yun sat in front of the table and occasionally sent some letters.
When the night deepened, Fang Yun's frequency of sending and receiving letters increased.
Jingguo, Ding County.
Twenty miles away from this small town was Gyeongo.
As the border between the two countries, Ding County slowly prospered because of the trade.
When the sky turned from dark to dark blue, a faint shadow rapidly approached from the direction of Gyeongo.
Only the Grand Scholars could see clearly that it was an army concealed by the Art of War.
A total of two hundred thousand soldiers, boosted by the Art of War and War Poems, approached Ding County at a speed several times faster than normal people.
High in the sky, there were two huge airships filled with all kinds of mechanisms and war materials.
On the airships, in addition to all kinds of mechanisms and materials, there were many scholars.
There were more than thirty Grand Scholars, fifty Hanlin Scholars, five hundred Jinshi, and tens of thousands of Juren.
The strength of this army had surpassed any army in the Two Worlds Mountain.
During the first War of the Two Worlds Mountain, the Notre-Dame of the Human race had announced the strictest decree that all countries were not allowed to send Great Scholars to participate in the civil war of the Human race. Otherwise, there would be at least five more Great Scholars on the airships.
It was not until the army was three miles away from Ding County that the Divine Temple of Ding County issued the warning.
Soon after, the entire Ding County resounded with the urgent voice of County Magistrate Yang Chutao.
"Everyone in Ding County, listen to my order. Gyeongo's army is pressing in and about to attack the city. All runners and soldiers must immediately head to the east of the city! If the people of the city are not willing to participate in the war, they can escape from the west gate. If they are willing to live and die with Ding County, they can gather at the east of the city. If they win, they will be rewarded! Anyone who dares to cause chaos will be killed without mercy! "
The tens of thousands of households in Ding County lit up with lights. The entire city was in chaos. Some people took the most valuable things at home and fled to the west of the city. Some people stayed at home, not knowing what to do. Some people took their farming tools and headed to the east of the city.
The people heading to the east of the city were less than one-tenth of the people fleeing.
No matter what the runners and soldiers of the county thought, they could only grit their teeth and head to the east of the city. They were well aware of the consequences of fleeing.
Before long, the people of the county had arrived at the east of the city. All the scholars who were willing to participate in the war stood on the city wall and looked ahead, their scalps tingling.
Gyeongo's 200,000 soldiers had already stopped three li away. They did not immediately attack. Instead, they quickly moved the siege weapons from the aerial ships.
Under the efforts of the scholars and craftsmen, it would take at most 15 minutes to assemble 50 sets of siege weapons. They would be able to break through the walls of Ding County in a short period of time. If the Qing Kingdom wanted to, they could even quickly raze the entire Ding County to the ground.
However, what made the scholars of Ding County despair the most was not the siege weapons. It was the tens of thousands of scholars on the aerial ships.
What followed would not be a battle, but a crushing. The Qing army breaking through Ding County would be easier than crushing an ant.
Gyeongo's Fengzhou Governor Xi Shi rode on an armored white dragon horse. Looking at the many officials of Ding County on the city wall, he revealed a faint smile. "Many years ago, you were all officials in the same court as me. I have always cherished old friendships and do not wish to kill. As long as you offer up the city, I will not kill. If you are willing to stay, you will be promoted three levels! If you are willing to leave, I will not stop you. "
County Magistrate Yang Chutao said without hesitation, "Thank you, Scholar Xi. However, since Xiangzhou has returned to Jingguo, then we are Jingguo officials in life and Jingguo in death. There is no need to say much about a war between two armies. However, this is the second Great Battle of Two Worlds. The demons and barbarians are watching covetously. Gyeongo has started a war. Are you not afraid of being criticized by the scholars of the world? "
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