Fang Yun was still sitting there drinking tea. He was calm and composed, as if even if the sky fell, it had nothing to do with him.
Ji Zhibai's subordinates were stunned for a moment. They instinctively looked at Ji Zhibai and found that Ji Zhibai's legs were trembling and his face was ashen. They immediately realized that it might have something to do with Ji Zhibai.
The two Marquises of Ma who were guarding the door lowered their heads deeply, afraid to offend the powerful existence of the human race.
The passing officials originally just wanted to watch the fun, but they were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene. The Grand Secretary of the Dongsheng Pavilion came in person!
Grand Secretary Yan looked at Ji Zhibai sternly and said, "Manager Ji, do you want to enter this court?"
The three Confucian scholars' eyes fell on Ji Zhibai's face. Ji Zhibai felt as if he was hit by an invisible hammer. He stumbled back half a step, and the blood in his chest was surging. The three Confucian scholars did not release their power at all. Just a trace of displeasure was enough to make a dignified Jinshi unable to bear it.
He clenched his teeth tightly, but blood kept flowing out from the corner of his mouth.
Ji Zhibai's body swayed slightly, and he felt dizzy. The literature palace was in turmoil and kept shaking. Even the literary gallbladder lost its function.
The pressure of the three Confucian scholars continued to spread. The two youngest students behind Ji Zhibai rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.
"Please … please forgive … forgive me. I didn't know you were here and misunderstood County Magistrate Fang."
Ji Zhibai was after all the Zhuangyuan of the country. Even if he was scared to death, he still gritted his teeth and answered.
Grand Secretary Yan slightly raised his chin and said sternly, "In front of the three Half-saint examiners, Fang Yun is the acting county magistrate. But in front of us, he is Fang Xusheng! Where he lives is where Xusheng lives. You can't make trouble there! The Old Man ordered you to send a letter to the Hall of Rites and ask for forgiveness. You will not be promoted for three years as punishment. Are you convinced? "
When Ji Zhibai heard this, he did not dare to refuse. He hurriedly said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, Grand Secretary Yan. I will ask for forgiveness."
"You wait outside!" Grand Secretary Yan waved his sleeves and the two doors closed.
Ji Zhibai lowered his head and waited for the door to slam shut. He waited for another dozen breaths before he raised his head and looked at the tightly shut door with lingering fear in his heart. His heart was filled with resentment!
A moment later, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Notre-Dame was looking for Fang Yun for something important, and not for him.
However, thinking about his reaction just now, Ji Zhibai was both embarrassed and angry. He turned around abruptly, his gaze like a knife. Sweeping his gaze across the faces of his subordinates, he pointed at the two students who had fainted and said fiercely, "Throw these two trash out of here!"
After that, Ji Zhibai held the official seal in his hand. His face turned green and white as he gnashed his teeth in hatred.
"Three years! According to the original plan, my teacher wanted me to be promoted to the fifth rank of secondary class this year. Then I would be a magistrate and slowly polish myself. Even if I became a Gyeongo official, I would still have a foothold. But it was delayed for three years! For other scholars, it doesn't matter if they don't get promoted. But I major in miscellaneous studies, so I must gain experience in the officialdom. The higher the official position, the faster the promotion. Now, it has been delayed for three years! Fang Yun. This matter started because of you. I will not let it go! "
Ji Zhibai did not want to accept his punishment like this, but after thinking about it. He realized that he could not change his mind. If he did not agree, there would still be a chance if he asked the Left Prime Minister for help. But if he went back on his word after being scared into agreeing, what if Fang Yun set him up again and made him unable to hold any official position forever? That would mean the end of his miscellaneous studies career.
Ji Zhibai gritted his teeth and slowly wrote a letter of apology. He admitted that he should not have offended Fang Yun, who had an important mission. Finally, he sent the letter to the Ceremonial Hall.
After sending the letter, Ji Zhibai stood at the entrance of the Ceremonial Hall, not daring to move.
Fang Yingwu smiled and said, "Since Manager Ji is here, then we don't need to guard the Ceremonial Hall. Barbarian Marquises, let's go to the side hall and rest for a while. I think Master Ji will definitely help to stop the people behind. Watch this door! Let those who refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit know what's good for them! "
After Fang Yingwu finished speaking, he left with the two barbarian Marquises and walked towards the side hall.
The door of the Ceremonial Hall was tightly shut. Ji Zhibai and the others stood at the door like guards. They knew that Fang Yingwu was insulting them, but they did not dare to leave.
The passing officials looked at Ji Zhibai with complicated expressions. Just last year, Ji Zhibai was their superior. He was awe-inspiring and was the role model for countless families in the county to teach their children.
However, everything had changed this year. Fang Yun was the role model. This high-ranking official, Ji Zhibai, had not only been refused entry at Fang Yun's Ceremonial Hall, but he was also forced to guard the door.
Ji Zhibai's image in their hearts had completely collapsed.
These officials gently shook their heads and quickly left. Then, they followed the fine tradition of public officials and spread the news within the Ceremonial Hall.
After a quarter of an hour, Ji Zhibai realized that something was wrong. He had worked in Ning An County for more than half a year and was very clear about one thing. The front of the Ceremonial Hall was indeed the widest place in the county. However, officials rarely passed by here and would usually go from the back of the Ceremonial Hall.
But now, all the officials in Ning An County, regardless of their rank or experience, could take a detour from the Ceremonial Hall even if they wanted to pick up a document from next door.
Those who still had hope in the Left Minister's party greeted Ji Zhibai as "Lord Ji" when they saw him, indicating that they would keep in touch in the future. Those officials who had been abandoned by the Left Minister and harbored hatred in their hearts covered their mouths as they passed by.
As for Fang Yun's aides and officials, they did not hide it at all. They smiled as they watched Ji Zhibai calmly walk past the Ceremonial Hall.
Not long after, a small yellow dragon slowly flew in from the Eastern Gate. A small fox stood on its head, its two front claws holding the dragon's horns. Moreover, it wore the most expensive headdress in the world, the Fog Butterfly, which made it even more majestic.
Ao Huang laughed as it passed by the Ceremonial Hall and flew towards the Western Gate.
Ji Zhibai wanted to find a hole to hide in, but he did not dare to move as he did not know when the four important people inside would leave.
Ji Zhibai endured, endured, and endured. However, after two hours, he finally could not help but spit out another mouthful of blood when he heard the conversation between the two people.
At the Eastern Gate, Yu Ba Chi said, "Prince Huang, what a coincidence. You're here again?"
"Isn't that right? Is this the second time you're here, Librarian Yu?" Ao Huang said leisurely.
"No, this is my third time."
"This dragon is actually one time less than you?"
"You can make up for it later."
"Then it's settled."
After that, Yu Ba Chi and Ao Huang slowly walked past Ji Zhibai as if they did not see Ji Zhibai. Nunu was rolling on Ao Huang's head while holding her stomach and laughing.
When it was close to noon, the Ceremonial Hall of Ning An County finally opened again. Fang Yun revealed a kind smile and said, "The four important people came suddenly. I did not have time to inform you and kept you waiting. Come, Manager Ji, please come in and have a seat. However, I need to take care of the tea in my stomach first. I'll be right back. "
Fang Yun chuckled and left quickly.
Ji Zhibai immediately sensed the aura in the Ceremonial Hall. He was so angry that he blacked out. The aura of the Grand Confucian inside was very weak. The four people had been gone for at least an hour!
Fang Yun had been drinking tea inside for an hour!
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