Zong Wuyuan and the rest of the Zong Clan heaved a sigh of relief when they heard Eastern Sage's decision. In the long history of the human race, ten years was a very short period of time. In the Zong Clan's history, ten years was not long either. Even for a person, ten years was a very short period of time.
Everyone had already come to a conclusion. Fang Yun had become the first person in the human race to become a Grand Scholar in one year. It was nothing much because there were many people who went from Elementary Scholar to Grand Scholar in two years. Some even went from Elementary Scholar to Grand Scholar. They were just one or two years ahead of Fang Yun.
What's more, the talent and accumulation needed to go from Grand Scholar to Hanlin was dozens of times more than Elementary Scholar to Grand Scholar. And from Hanlin to Grand Scholar, it was dozens of times more.
Even the prodigy Yi Zhishi became a Grand Scholar at 39 years old. No matter how strong Fang Yun was, he had to wait until he was 35 years old.
Now, there were still 18 years before Fang Yun would be 35 years old.
In the eyes of all scholars, if Fang Yun wanted to be strong enough to go against the aristocratic families, he had to wait until he became a Grand Scholar.
Even if Fang Yun became a Grand Scholar, he would still be far from the Zong Clan. The Zong Clan only needed to suppress him and did not need to be too cautious.
Take the current Grand Scholar, Yi Zhishi, for example. He was a prodigy, and all the aristocratic families treated him with respect. Not only did he have a high chance of becoming a Saint, but more importantly, he was right in front of them. Many aristocratic families had already treated the Yi Clan as an aristocratic family and could not afford to be careless.
If Fang Yun had reached Yi Zhishi's level, the Zong Clan would either start a fight for the Saint Dao and attack Fang Yun with all their might. Otherwise, they would shake hands and make peace with Zong Sheng personally.
Half-saint controlled the Dao and the heavenly might. But he had enough breadth of mind.
But now, Fang Yun needed too much time to reach Yi Zhishi's level. Zong Sheng had to continue his Saint Dao in these few years. He could not change his Saint Dao just because of a young Fang Yun.
Ten years was acceptable to both Fang Yun and the aristocratic families. After ten years, everyone could set up their own library.
Fang Yun's lips curled up. Before the aristocratic families fought for the library, he would have more methods to lead the trend and let the other aristocratic families follow behind.
After Eastern Sage gave the order. Emperor Qing ordered his men to quickly bury Qiu Chongshan and Qu Hange and solemnly explained. The families of the two would be rewarded.
During this process, Fang Yun observed the officials in Gyeongo, mainly the officials in Xiangzhou. He noticed that although the older officials pretended to be calm, they were all very calm. However, they were all a little excited. It seemed like they were more willing to return to Jingguo.
However, most of the younger officials were frowning. Some of them even stayed far away from their colleagues in Xiang Province. It was obvious that they were communicating with others.
After dealing with Qiu Chongshan and Qu Hange, General Zhou Junhu of Jingguo, who was in charge of negotiations after the victory, walked to the front of the Qing Emperor. If Jingguo lost, the Minister of Rites would be in charge of negotiations.
Zhou Junhu cupped his fists and said, "Jingguo has won the civil war this time. Xiangzhou has no objections. Previously, Fang Xusheng and General Xin were facing off against each other. If you obtain the Bamboo Mountain Prefecture, can you give it to my Jing Country? "
Without waiting for Lord Qing's reply, Zong Wuyuan said sternly, "Bamboo Mountain Prefecture is the place where my ancestor manifested his divinity. It cannot be given away! If you bully others like this, you are forcing Gyeongo and Jingguo to go against each other! "
Zhou Junhu raised his eyebrows and said, "From what Zong Hanlin said, it seems like Lord Qing is joking?"
"We can give away the other prefectures, but not the Bamboo Mountain Prefecture!"
Zhou Junhu snorted and looked at Fang Yun.
Fang Yundao said, "I admire Zong Sheng. Since the Zong family is unwilling to hand over the Bamboo Mountain Prefecture, then change to another prefecture. Change to the Lin Jiang Prefecture. "
Lord Qing's expression turned even uglier. The Lin Jiang Prefecture was the richest prefecture in Xiangzhou. Not only did it have commercial value, but it also had great strategic significance.
Back then, the founder of Gyeongo, Half-saint, had personally entered the Flood Dragon Palace to negotiate with him. No one knew what kind of competition they had, but Half-saint had won. Thus, the Lin Jiang Prefecture had special rights on the Yangtze River.
Any ship that came from the Lin Jiang Prefecture could sail freely on the Yangtze River. No Yangtze River Water Demons could stop them. If a ship was destroyed by the Yangtze River Water Demons, the Flood Dragon Palace would compensate them tenfold.
The Yangtze River traversed the Saint Origin World, passing through Gyeongo, Jingguo, Wu Guo, Qi, Gu, and Shu. The only ships that were not affected by the Yangtze River Water Demons were the ships of the Lin Jiang Prefecture.
The warships of other countries were not afraid of the Water Demons, but the merchant ships were not. As a result, many merchants on the Yangtze River could only buy ships from the Lin Jiang Prefecture and use the Lin Jiang Prefecture's flag to transport them.
The Lin Jiang Prefecture monopolized the shipbuilding and transportation of the entire Yangtze River.
Moreover, the Lin Jiang Prefecture was a huge prefecture. Its area was equivalent to three normal prefectures, which was one-third of Xiangzhou.
From the king's point of view, Lord Qing was more willing to give the Bamboo Mountain Prefecture to Fang Yun because it was just a symbol and not wealth. The Lin Jiang Prefecture was different. Without the Lin Jiang Prefecture, the income of the Gyeongo royal family and the national treasury would be greatly reduced.
Lord Qing pondered and said, "The Lin Jiang Prefecture is different from other places. Why don't we give it to the other prefectures and add a certain amount of compensation? How about that?"
Fang Yundao said, "If you add a certain number of spots for the imperial examinations, I will agree to give up the Lin Jiang Prefecture."
"Fang Yun, don't go too far!" Xin Zhi's rage soared to the heavens.
After losing to Fang Yun in the war, Xin Zhi had placed all his hopes on Gyeongo's victory in the civil war. However, now that Gyeongo had lost, he would have to bear the crime of 'losing a prefecture'. His outcome was destined to be extremely miserable.
Fang Yun's gaze suddenly turned extremely cold. He said slowly, "I'll give you five breaths of time to get out of my sight!"
Everyone was stunned. They did not expect Fang Yun to suddenly turn hostile. Other than on the civil battlefield, Fang Yun had always convinced people with words and logic. He had never done this before.
However, in an instant, many people understood.
Previously, Fang Yun had come as a guest or even an enemy. He could not go too far in Gyeongo's territory. However, now that he was the victor and the owner of this place, if he still gave in to the rude Xin Zhi, then Fang Yun, the Duke Zhen and Xusheng, would be too weak and easily bullied.
The people of Jingguo all held their heads high and their chests puffed out.
However, the people of Gyeongo all had bitter expressions. The situation was too obvious. Fang Yun was telling them that Xiangzhou was already Jingguo's territory and they could behave atrociously? Get out!
Lord Qing turned his head and glared at Xin Zhi. He scolded angrily, "As the Governor of a prefecture, you actually dared to offend Xusheng. How rude! Men, send General Xin back to the capital! "
Xin Zhi took a deep breath and was seething with anger. However, when he saw Lord Qing and Zong Wuyuan's cold gazes, he silently lowered his head and followed the guards out.
After taking a few steps, Xin Zhi suddenly recited in a low voice, "Three thousand miles from my homeland, twenty years in the palace. I recited 'Ode of Mulan,' tears fell before Lord Qing. Who would have thought that I, Xin Zhi, would end up like this because of a mere dancer? Laughable, lamentable! "
Lord Qing clenched his fists and clenched his teeth. He suppressed the urge to curse Xin Zhi.
Fang Yun was stunned. For Xin Zhi to recite this poem at a time like this clearly meant that he was like the dancer. He was clearly loyal to Lord Qing but was wronged in the end. His tears fell before Lord Qing, and he accused Lord Qing of ignoring his contributions.
The people of Jingguo were overjoyed. They secretly praised Fang Yun's poem for being so well-written. It could be used in multiple ways to make Gyeongo fight each other.
。 (To be continued.)
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