No one gave the order, and no one made a move. The main gate of the palace rumbled as it was slowly opened by an invisible force. Bang!
The emperor's voice was heard by all the officials.
Apart from the capital, all the temples in Jingguo projected a three-dimensional projection into the square in front of them. That projection was the Celestial Temple.
The square in front of the temples was bigger than the Celestial Temple, and it was more than enough to accommodate the Celestial Temple.
As time passed, the projection of the Celestial Temple slowly solidified and finally became exactly the same as the real Celestial Temple.
The officials stood at the entrance of the projection of the Celestial Temple and did not enter immediately.
In the Jingguo Palace, one official after another rushed to the entrance of the palace. They tidied up a little and quickly walked to the front of the Celestial Temple.
There were many low-ranking officials in the capital, and soon, the Celestial Temple was filled with people.
Most of them looked solemn and did not dare to speak, but some of them had already started arguing before the meeting.
"This is ridiculous! As Xusheng, I have no right to comment on what he does, but he is also Jingguo's Grand Scholar, a Duke, and a Cabinet Councilor! What time is it now? It's the time when the demons and barbarians are about to invade the south, when Chen Sheng is sick, when Gyeongo is strong and Jingguo is weak! It's just a few libraries, so what if we lose them? Why do we have to drag Jingguo into the abyss? "
The Assistant Minister of Personnel, Ou Mo, was very angry.
"Assistant Minister Ou, don't forget that Fang Xusheng has already said that it's not a ten-person battle, but a one-on-one battle. He won't drag Jingguo down!" the Assistant Minister of Rites said.
In order to fight against the demons and barbarians and reduce the losses among the human race, the Notre-Dame created a national battle to replace the previous war and preserve the human race's strength.
In a ten-country battle, ten people from each country would be chosen to fight each other. The side that won the most battles would be the winner and would be able to occupy a territory of the enemy country.
In addition. An individual could also start a battle against the enemy country. As long as he won all ten battles, he would succeed.
There were cases of people fighting one against ten in a battle. Because of the limited danger of a battle, most scholars of similar age would be sent out.
But Wen Zhan was different.
As soon as the literary battle began, it was basically the oldest group of people from the same literary position.
Even the Four Great Scholars of each generation were no match for the oldest group of people in Tong Wen Wei.
Take Li Wenying as an example. Now that he was a great Confucian scholar, he was naturally better than those old scholars who had stayed as Grand Scholars for decades. When he was still a Grand Scholar, he was no match for those old Grand Scholars.
Those senior scholars usually had at least twenty years of experience as a Grand Scholar, and they were forty to fifty years older than Li Wenying. Whether it was a battle of words or a war poem, whether it was talent or courage, they had all been honed to the extreme after countless trials and tribulations.
This was the difference between humans and Barbarians. When Barbarians and Barbarians aged, their Qi and blood would gradually be depleted. They were getting weaker and weaker, but the human race relied on wisdom and willpower. As long as their bodies could hold on, the strength of those old scholars would always surpass that of the younger generation.
These old people were getting old. They rarely took part in battles and spent most of their time teaching the next generation. If they were to engage in a battle of wits, they would definitely come back to life. His divine might was world-shaking.
The people of the Ten Nations would elect the "Ten Elders" of the various literary positions, including the Ten Elders of the Grand Scholars, the Ten Elders of the Hanlin Academy, and the Ten Elders of the Grand Scholars.
Ou Mo couldn't help but chuckle. "Shameless boasting! One of the Ten Elders of the Grand Scholars is in Gyeongo. The blood-soaked warriors of Gyeongo alone are enough to defeat Fang Yun! "
"That may not be the case! Fang Xusheng can defeat the avatar of the Lord of Pestilence, why would he be afraid of the blood-soaked warriors? "
Many of the officials frowned slightly. Assistant Minister Sai's tone was tough, but he didn't mention the Ten Elders of the Grand Scholars. Clearly, like most people, he believed that Fang Yun couldn't defeat one of the Ten Elders of the Grand Scholars.
Besides, one of the Ten Elders of Gyeongo had a terrifying reputation, and many of the people present were shocked at the thought of it.
Ou Mo chuckled and said, "The news of the Demon Realm has already spread to Saint Origin Land, why hide it? Fang Yun killing the Lord of Pestilence was really a coincidence. If the Lord of Pestilence's avatar hadn't been reborn for three days, if the Lord of Pestilence's avatar hadn't encountered the medical book, if the Lord of Pestilence's avatar hadn't encountered the Eye of the Moon God, Fang Yun wouldn't have been able to win. Among the Gyeongo Grand Scholars who participated in the Literary Battle, none of them knew how to use the power of diseases or illusions. What's the use of Fang Yun's two powers? "
"Then what about his military book?"
"How can a military book be used consecutively? Even if he defeated one person, what about the other nine?" Ou Mo said.
"Fang Xusheng's battle poems and verbal swords are no small matter, especially that dragon-like sword, which can be said to be invincible among the Grand Scholars."
"What a joke! How can a blood-soaked warrior who used forty to fifty years of polishing his verbal swords be weaker than Fang Yun! I'm afraid that once the two swords collide, Fang Yun's verbal swords will collapse! "
"Hmph, there's no point in saying more. Since Fang Xusheng dared to fight alone, he must have at least eighty percent confidence!"
Ou Mo said sternly, "Ridiculous! Fang Yun's actions are nothing more than a result of his Divine Path of Enlightenment being taken away. He became angry out of humiliation and lost his mind, which is why he announced the Literary Battle of Gyeongo. I think he's regretting it now! "
"So what? He's one person and the other party has ten people. Even if the ten of them lose the Literary Battle in the end, it's still a glorious defeat! "
"What a joke. The Emperor's voice, the officials' discussions, and the people's expectations are all waiting for him to lose? "Ou Mo said bluntly.
He then heard Ji Zhibai say, "Assistant Minister Ou, don't say too much. Just now, Master told us that as Jingguo people, even if Fang Yun is muddle-headed, we should support him and not pour cold water on him. "
Ou Mo glanced at Ji Zhibai and immediately understood that Ji Zhibai's praise of Fang Yun was echoing his own words. Thus, he continued to say with a black face, "What Zhibai said makes sense. However, although he's Xusheng, a citizen of Jingguo, and an official of Jingguo, I don't care if he humiliates Xusheng, and I can't do anything about it. However, he humiliates Jingguo, causing the Jingguo court to shake and wasting Jingguo's national strength. As the assistant minister of the Ministry of Personnel, I have no choice but to do something about it! "
"I know that Assistant Minister Ou has a public interest, but he's still Xusheng. If you criticize Xusheng like this, where's Xusheng's face?" Ji Zhibai said.
"Is Xusheng's face more important, or is Jingguo's inner sanctum more important? For Jingguo, it's my duty to do so. However, if Fang Yun is in the wrong, can't I say anything about it? Not to mention Xusheng, even if Half-saint is in the wrong, I can criticize him! "
Many of the scholars present had stomachs full of anger. The reason why they tried their best not to mention that Fang Yun was Xusheng was because they were worried that these people would take the opportunity to cause trouble and disgrace Xusheng's name. However, if they didn't mention that Fang Yun was Xusheng, then they could criticize him as much as they wanted. This was because as long as it involved court politics, they wouldn't be punished for their words.
Qiao Juze said coldly, "Lord Ou, it's normal for you to discuss state affairs as the assistant minister. However, you've stopped the State Guardian from fighting Gyeongo. If he wins the war and takes back Xiangzhou, will you resign from your position as the assistant minister? "
"I'm only discussing state affairs outside the court. The court hasn't started yet, so how can I take responsibility?"
"Since Fang Xusheng wants to fight Xiangzhou, then he should shoulder all of his failures on his shoulders. If you don't dare to take responsibility, then please encourage him more and criticize him less. At the very least, you should be like a scholar of the human race and be careful with your words and actions, "Qiao Juze said loudly.
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