Ao Huang followed behind Fang Yun and turned his head to look at the Qing Emperor. He revealed a sinister smile and said, "Shameless Qing Emperor, when Fang Yun arrives at Gyeongo Palace, I will definitely appear! These days, I was afraid of being scolded by Fang Yun, so I have been suppressing my anger! First, you forced Qiu Chongshan to make things difficult for Fang Yun and made him die of exhaustion. Then, you made Zong Wuyuan, who was equally shameless, curse Fang Yun to death. I must avenge this! "
The Qing Emperor did not dare to reprimand Ao Huang. He could only explain, "Prince Huang, you are wrong. The civil war is a war between two countries. Fang Xusheng was not hurt at all. In Gyeongo, besides Qiu Chongshan, even Qu Hange was killed. We clearly lost. Why are you still so aggressive? "
"What does Qu Hange's life have to do with me? He was looking for death. Fang Yun had already warned him not to destroy the Zhenlong Ancient Sword. Who can he blame if he didn't listen? Shameless, do you still think you are in the right? Just you wait! "
The Qing Emperor and Zong Wuyuan were insulted by Ao Huang's "shameless" left and "shameless" right. They didn't say anything else and endured it.
"You are smart. You know how to shut up! Shameless! "Ao Huang rolled his eyes at the Qing Emperor and shook his head and wagged his tail behind Fang Yun.
Some of the Jingguo officials held back their laughter and followed Fang Yun onto the boat. The rest of the Jingguo officials stayed where they were and prepared to continue the negotiations.
The Gyeongo officials looked at each other. Although Fang Yun's words were calm, they were so loud that it hurt their eardrums. Ordinary words could not make such a sound. It was obvious that Fang Yun had made up his mind, which caused Xusheng's words to resonate with the Qi of Heaven and Earth.
"Everyone. What do you think Fang Yun wants to do to the Emperor? "
"It can't be that he's going to attack the throne room, right? Zong Sheng can annihilate him with just one hand! "
"Naturally, we won't attack the palace. Judging from his tone, he seems to be very unusual. "
"Thinking back to Wen Zhan, it's obvious that he wants to avenge Qiu Chongshan, but I don't know how he did it."
"Even if he becomes a Half-saint, the most he can do is descend to the palace to reprimand the Qing Emperor. He will not be able to take revenge. After all, I still have Half-saint in Gyeongo. "
"Is he planning to defeat Zong Sheng and kill his way to Gyeongo?"
"I don't know how long that will take. By then, Jingguo would have been destroyed. It's probably just something she said in a fit of anger. "
"However, this time, the reputation of the Qing Kingdom has been completely lost! Last time, Fang Yun had defeated ten people in Xi State, but that was only a battle of words. It was understandable. But this time, they had lost too miserably. One of the ten Grand Scholars was killed. In the future, who in Gyeongo would dare to challenge Jingguo in a battle of words? Fang Xusheng has scared them out of their wits. "
"You can't say that. From the perspective of the two countries, Gyeongo is at a disadvantage. But if we consider it from the perspective of the human race, the Qing Kingdom forced him to write two battle poems that have been passed down for generations. The 'Liangzhou Ci' called out the Jade Gate Pass and was invincible under the Hanlin Academy! The 'Red Dust Kill' was unpredictable and subverted the fighting style of the Grand Scholars and the Hanlin Academy. This is a credit. Gyeongo deserves a share! "
"What nonsense are you spouting? Are you even a Gyeongo person … "
The people of Gyeongo continued to discuss. Fang Yun stepped onto the airship and took off.
The airship flew faster and faster. Fang Yun walked to the stern and looked at Xiangzhou.
Birds flew across the sky. In the distance, dark clouds covered the sky and it was raining. The sun was shining brightly and flowers were in full bloom. Birds and beasts flew through the forest.
Fang Yun lowered his head. Below him was the Yangtze River, which was hundreds of miles wide. The river was surging. Boats sailed through it and water demons caught fish. It was like a small ocean.
"I'll be back!"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he turned around and chatted with the scholars of Jingguo.
The scholars were very interested in the 'Liangzhou Ci' and 'Red Dust Kill'. Those with lower literary statuses wanted to use these two battle poems to strengthen themselves. Those with higher literary statuses wanted to learn these two battle poems and write battle poems of similar nature but higher literary statuses. It didn't matter if they could be passed down or not. It would be best if they could use it.
The people first discussed the 'Liangzhou Ci'. After a long discussion, they still felt that this poem was too difficult to surpass. This poem was at least a national poem, especially the two lines, 'The Yellow River soars far above the clouds, a lonely city of ten thousand mountains'. It simply summed up the scenery beyond the Great Wall in two lines. It felt like thousands of miles beyond the Great Wall were spread out in front of their eyes.
Many people tried to change a few of the words in the poem, but they only had the shape but not the spirit. Without the spirit and without the strength of the Jade Gate Pass, it was impossible to form a battle poem.
Later, the people discussed the 'Red Dust Kill'. The line, 'In the white blade, killing in the mortal world' was highly praised. Just by looking at the words, there was a faint sense of self-sacrifice. Once this fearless battle poem was supported by the Holy Path of Righteousness and the Holy Path of Bravery, its power would be raised to another level. No one knew what kind of changes would occur.
The journey was peaceful. No more demons and barbarians came to stop them. Before evening, the airship landed in Jingguo Academy.
All the high-ranking officials, masters of aristocratic families, and famous scholars, including the Empress Dowager and the Minister of the Left, were waiting below. Tens of thousands of students of the academy surrounded them.
"Rumble …"
The airship stopped and the ladder was lowered. Fang Yun appeared in front of everyone.
"Victory!"
"Victory!"
"Victory …"
Everyone cheered loudly. Even the Empress Dowager and the Minister of the Left shouted a few times. The young monarch was especially excited and kept shouting.
Fang Yun cupped his hands towards everyone and walked down with a smile. Ao Huang also looked like a hero returning victorious as he swaggered behind Fang Yun. From time to time, he would raise his little paw and press down in the air, indicating that there was no need to be so enthusiastic and to calm down.
A white light suddenly came out and flew into Fang Yun's arms. Then, Nunu was seen rolling in Fang Yun's arms and desperately squeezing into Fang Yun's chest like a happy puppy.
Fang Yun smiled and stroked the little fox. Then, he got off the ship smoothly.
Next was the grand welcoming ceremony. After that, Fang Yun and the crowd went to the palace to hold a celebration banquet that was much grander than any of the previous literary gatherings.
During the celebration banquet, the Empress Dowager announced that because Fang Yun had taken back Xiangzhou, a large number of officials would go to Xiangzhou. There would be many vacant county magistrate positions. This year, there would be an extra 50 county magistrate positions for the new Grand Scholars.
The new Grand Scholars ranked 51st to 100th in this year's examination were not fated to participate in the court examination. The top 50 Grand Scholars had already taken up their positions. They did not have any hope at all. Who knew that Fang Yun's literary battle would give them an extra 50 county magistrate positions.
The difference between an ordinary Grand Scholar and a court Grand Scholar was almost the same as the difference between an old High Scholar and an ordinary Grand Scholar.
During the celebration banquet, these 50 Grand Scholars repeatedly toasted Fang Yun. More than 20 of them even directly called Fang Yun teacher, confirming the teacher-student relationship.
Today was the day of celebration for the Emperor's party. The Minister of the Left and Prince Kang's parties were like foils. They were eating a luxurious banquet, but it was tasteless.
During the celebration banquet, Ji Zhibai looked at Fang Yun from time to time. Finally, he sent a letter to the officials of Ning An County.
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