The officials were overjoyed. Some of the younger officials clenched their fists in excitement.
However, none of the officials in the Minister of the Left's party laughed.
Although Assistant Minister Ou had been the one to make things difficult for Fang Yun, the Minister of the Left had only made a summary at the end. It was reasonable to not damage the Minister of the Left's reputation. However, the words "Chen Sheng Ci" at the end were shocking. This was no different from Half-saint directly participating in the government.
The officials in the Minister of the Left's party were all weighing the pros and cons in their hearts.
Although Chen Guanhai was a Half-saint, he would never do anything too radical before his death. It was impossible for him to completely offend Gyeongo and Wu Guo's Sage Clans. Otherwise, when he died, the Zong family and the other families would join forces and the Chen family would decline rapidly.
The possibility of Jingguo being destroyed was as high as 90%. Although the Minister of the Left was showing signs of decline, Gyeongo's national strength was still there and Zong Sheng was extremely young. These were the Minister of the Left's huge advantages.
If they followed the Minister of the Left and supported Zong Sheng's path, once Zong Sheng became a quasi-saint, their civil positions would rise accordingly. They would reach an impossible civil position and bring good fortune to their family.
If they continued to serve Jingguo wholeheartedly, once Jingguo was destroyed, they would only become officials without any duties. With their talent, it would be difficult for them to be promoted to civil positions.
After many considerations, the wavering hearts of many officials calmed down.
Ou Mo smiled and said, "Congratulations to the Minister of the Left. If you win, it will naturally be a joyous matter. However, if you lose, Jingguo will be laughed at by the other countries and become a laughingstock. What will the Minister of the Left do? "
"I don't need to account to you for my actions!" Fang Yun's tone was cold, each word like a sword.
Ou Mo saw the mocking expressions of many officials and suppressed his anger. He said, "You don't need to account to me, Ou Mo. However, if you lose, you must account to Jingguo!"
"Then if I win the civil war, your words and actions are equivalent to obstructing the recovery of lost territory. Do you also have to account to Jingguo?" Fang Yun asked.
"I'm only an assistant minister. This is my right. Why do I need to account to you?" Ou Mo said seriously.
"The position of assistant minister gives you the right to discuss politics. Not the right to rebel! Now that you've taken the position of assistant minister, you don't know what's right or wrong. What's the point of having you around? Wait until I come back from Gyeongo. I'll definitely impeach you for being the Assistant Minister of the Mouth! "
"You … preposterous! How can you smear my reputation in front of everyone!" Ou Mo was so angry that smoke was coming out of his seven orifices.
However, the officials were laughing. Fang Yun was the Xusheng of the country. Once he said that Ou Mo was the "Assistant Minister of Mouth." In a few days, the whole country would know about it.
Ji Zhibai looked at Ou Mo with a look of deep sympathy.
Right Prime Minister Cao Dean joked, "Assistant Minister Ou, there is no need to be angry. Since Fang Xusheng has bestowed upon you the title of 'Assistant Minister of the Mouth', it is very likely that your name will go down in history. This is indeed a good thing. The court was filled with officials and officials. You don't know how many people envy you for being given a name by Xusheng. "
"Cao Xiang is right! Assistant Minister Ou. Why haven't you thanked Fang Xusheng for disregarding former enmity and bestowing upon you the title? "
"Assistant Minister of the Mouth is clearly disparaging but actually praising. This is praising Assistant Minister Ou for his eloquence and his sharp tongue!"
"That's right!"
The officials ridiculed Ou Mo one after another. It was inconvenient for them to speak before, but they were extremely disgusted with Ou Mo and Mount Liu. They had a bellyful of anger that they had nowhere to vent. Now that the cabinet's decision had been passed and the dust had settled, the crowd no longer needed to endure.
In the end, Ou Mo was just a mouth. How could he withstand the mockery of hundreds of people? He was so angry that he almost left in a huff.
When she saw that the mockery was almost over, the Empress Dowager coughed softly and asked the officials to stop.
The Empress Dowager said, "Since the cabinet's decision has been passed, Aijia will not stop it. I will immediately endorse on behalf of the monarch and allow Fang Xusheng to challenge Gyeongo!"
"The monarch is wise! The Empress Dowager is wise! "The officials shouted loudly.
The Empress Dowager continued, "A civil battle is a serious matter. We should have made sufficient preparations, but Fang Xusheng is about to go to Ren Ningan. There can be no delay. He has to go to Gyeongo today and the civil battle tomorrow. Since that's the case, let's cut out the red tape. The Minister of Personnel and the Minister of Civil Affairs will arrange the entourage and itinerary. We will also ask the Notre-Dame to escort him. "
The Minister of Personnel, Mao Enzheng, said, "Empress Dowager, the Duke of Zhen is Xusheng. If the ceremony is based on the Duke, we will have to go to Gyeongo to have an audience with the Qing Emperor. If it is based on Xusheng's ceremony, we will have to send a letter of credence to Gyeongo and let Gyeongo decide on the ceremony."
The Empress Dowager nodded and said, "What do you think, Minister Fang?"
Fang Yun sat firmly in his soft chair and said with an indifferent expression, "Let the Qing Emperor meet me in Xiangzhou."
"Good!" Some of the officials softly cheered.
"This is Xusheng's magnanimity. A mere Qing Emperor is nothing!"
"During the civil battle, he is the Duke of Zhen. During the civil battle, he is Fang Xusheng. The ceremony cannot be disobeyed!"
Ao Huang rolled his eyes and chuckled. It was obvious that the Qing Emperor had ordered a strict investigation of the Fang family's library. Fang Yun naturally could not visit the Qing Emperor, so he could only use Xusheng's identity to force the Qing Emperor to meet him.
"But what if the Qing Emperor claims to be ill?" Qiao Juze said helplessly.
"Then Bensei will sit in the hall and fight Xiangzhou as the Master of Xiangzhou!" Fang Yundao said.
The officials were suddenly enlightened.
He Ludong laughed and said, "Other than Half-saint, no one in Jingguo has a higher status than Fang Xusheng. Only the Qing Emperor can barely sit on the same level. The Old Master of the Xun family can sit with Fang Xusheng, but he definitely cannot go. If the Qing Emperor does not go, then the scene will not be a civil battle. It will be more like the officials of Xiangzhou welcoming the Emperor. I would rather the Qing Emperor not go. "
The officials could not help but laugh when they thought of the officials of Xiangzhou pinching their noses and walking hundreds of miles out of the city to welcome Fang Yun.
The ten Grand Scholars of the civil battle did not need to be mentioned. They bowed to the enemy before the battle. That feeling was indescribable.
"What a pity. If the Emperor was here, he could have just gone three miles out of the city." Qiao Juze's face was full of regret.
"Take me with you." Ao Huang pleaded softly behind Fang Yun.
"If you go, won't the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace and Gyeongo become enemies?"
"I'm not going as Prince Huang. I'm going as … the instructor of the Dragon Vein Barbarians you hired."
"That's fine." Fang Yun nodded.
When the battle in Jingguo's Imperial Hall ended, the Nu Zhi Tribe far away in Wu Guo was in turmoil.
The Nu Zhi Tribe was a vassal tribe of the human race formed by tamed barbarians. They were directly under the control of the Dongsheng Pavilion, but because they were within Wu Guo's borders, they were usually dispatched by the Marshal's Office.
The barbarians had many beliefs. More than half of them believed in the illusory Demon God and Barbarian God. They believed that they were stronger than the living ancestors. However, some of them only believed in the ancestors, the Great Sage, or Half-saint. Even non-barbarian ancestor gods such as the Dragon Ancestor and Kong Sheng also believed in barbarians.
The Nu Zhi Tribe originally had more than 100,000 barbarians, but in order to resist the invasion of the grassland barbarians, they merged with other tamed tribes and became a huge tribe with 300,000 barbarians.
The 300,000 barbarians believed in all kinds of gods and totems, totaling more than 500.
Some believed in the ancestor god Luan Mang, some believed in the legendary Luan Mang's grandfather, some believed in Zhenyu Evil Dragon, some worshipped thunder, some worshipped Confucius, and some worshipped the Demon Ancestor as a god.
After the Nu Zhi Tribe grew stronger, there were some conflicts between the barbarians who believed in the same god in different tribes.
Just after noon, more than a thousand barbarians came to an empty space in the Nu Zhi Tribe. These barbarians were divided into seven teams. Behind the leader of each team, there was a barbarian holding a totem of faith. These totems were of different colors and styles, but they had one thing in common.
In the center of the totem was a full moon.
That was the symbol of the Moon God.
"I've dreamed of the Moon God. I'm a real Moon Citizen!" a Demonic Bear Commander roared.
(To be continued ~ ^ ~) - 11328 d6su9h11167799 - >
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