CH 135

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After a moment of silence, Fang Yun asked, "What is the Left Chancellor's attitude towards me?"

"He majors in the miscellaneous school, and for his goals, everything can change, including his identity in the miscellaneous school. If he can become a saint, he would have no problem being a cow or a horse. This is his Path of the Saints, using everything to its extreme. As long as you personally visit him and help him gain power in Jing Kingdom, making him a powerful chancellor, he will immediately destroy Liu Zicheng and Liu Zizhi, because you have more potential than both of them."

"Ever since I learned that his selfish desires led to the near annihilation of the Left Army last year, I will never cooperate with him. That's not my Path of the Saints." Fang Yun said solemnly.

"So, unless it's a matter of the survival of Jing Kingdom or a crisis of the human race, you two will never join forces."

Fang Yun couldn't help but recall everything he had encountered in the illusion, and he laughed, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"I'll take my leave after finishing the talk. Remember, you must not leave here, even if the people of Jing Kingdom are yelling outside the door, you can't go out."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid." Fang Yun said.

After sending off Zhao Hongzhuang, Fang Yun walked back, but Nunu jumped into his arms, looking at Fang Yun seriously, her right paw scratching in the air, as if asking: Do you need me to deal with the bad guys?

Fang Yun laughed, stroked her head, and asked, "Do you still remember the incident of killing the Demon Tortoise?"

Nunu nodded.

"What was the blood you vomited that day all about?"

Nunu was stunned for a moment, her eyes blank, and then showed a puzzled look.

"Can't you understand the human language again?" Fang Yun asked with a smile.

Nunu immediately nodded, her eyes incredibly honest.

Fang Yun laughed and rubbed her adorable little head, and she squinted her eyes and happily enjoyed Fang Yun's touch.

Fang Yun stayed at home and continued to read. The next day, he invited a lecturer from the literature academy who had reached the first level of painting to guide him. At the same time, he spent half an hour every day speed reading knowledge related to the guqin, guzheng, and Go, laying the foundation for the future.

The experience of Book Mountain made Fang Yun understand more deeply that the Path of the Saints is important, but these auxiliary powers of the Path of the Saints are equally important.

Fang Yun spent the next few days very peacefully. Although Fang Danai and the gatekeeper occasionally wanted to say something but stopped, Fang Yun always ignored everything. He really didn't care about anything outside the window, and only focused on reading the books of the saints.

On the evening of the tenth day of June, there was a commotion outside the door, and Fang Yun heard several familiar voices. With a sigh of helplessness, he walked out of the study and headed for the main gate.

"I'm really sorry, our master said that he won't see any guests."

"We are all his classmates from the State Literature Academy. Can you go in and inform him?"

"Gentlemen, please don't make it difficult for me. Our master really can't see any guests."

Fang Yun said, "Let them in." After saying that, he sighed again.

"Fang Yun!" Everyone cheered loudly, rushed in together, and looked at him excitedly.

There were Li Yuncong, Ning Ziyuan, Lu Yu and others from the Talented Scholar class, Chang Wanxu from other Talented Scholar classes, Ye Feng and others from the Lishan Society, and Zhang Ruhai and others from the Ying Society, all of whom were acquainted from the State Literature Academy.

"Fang Yun, you're amazing. Now everyone in Dayuan Prefecture who knows you is proud. Some people went to the brothel and said they were your classmates. The courtesans heard that and immediately said the price was halved."

Fang Yun gave Lu Yu a white look and said, "Can't you give a better example?"

"Hehe..." Everyone laughed.

"Why did you suddenly come to Yuhai Mansion together?" Fang Yun asked.

The smiles on everyone's faces disappeared.

"Are you really injured?" Ning Ziyuan asked with concern.

Fang Yun glanced outside the door and said, "Let's talk inside."

More than twenty people entered the main hall in a grand manner, but there were only more than ten chairs. Fang Danai and others hurriedly moved chairs from other rooms. In the end, there were not enough chairs, so they had to borrow from the neighbors.

Fang Yun sat in the main seat, his face solemn. He looked around at the depressed crowd and said, "I've been at home these days and don't know anything about what's happening outside. You guys... came for the literary duel, right? Since you're here, tell me about it."

Everyone remained silent for a long time.

After a while, Zhang Ruhai said, "Not only people from Dayuan Prefecture came, but many people from other places also came, including some people from the capital. However, they all lost."

The atmosphere in the main hall was extremely heavy.

"Didn't anyone win?"

"There were draws. There were losses, but no victories."

Fang Yun knew that Jing Kingdom was not as good as Qing Kingdom, but he didn't expect it to be so tragic.

"Didn't anyone from the All Saints Prominent Families of our nation come?"

Ning Ziyuan sneered, "Even the children of the prominent families didn't come."

"Alas, it's a shame. The people of Qing Kingdom were too ruthless this time. The Talented Scholars could compare The War Poetry and talent, but the Presented Scholars could only compare The Courage to Write. After five people's Courage to Write cracked and one person's Courage to Write shattered, no Presented Scholar dared to fight."

The Presented Scholars in the room sighed. It was a big trouble for the Courage to Write to crack, and it was almost impossible to recondense if it shattered.

"How about the Talented Scholars?"

"One died, three were crippled, killed by The War Poetry, the others were fine." Li Yuncong said.

Fang Yun slowly took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

"What did the people of Qing Kingdom say?" Fang Yun asked.

Everyone looked at each other and didn't speak.

"Say it, it must be aimed at me, I'm prepared." Fang Yun said slowly.

Ye Feng said, "It's nothing more than cursing you, you understand without us saying it."

"What do you think?"

Lu Yu immediately said, "Of course we hope you don't come out! They just want to destroy you! You... can't go out." He suddenly shut up, only the people from the Talented Scholar class knew that Fang Yun had created The War Poetry, others didn't know, so they couldn't say it.

The students of the Accomplished Scholar class immediately understood and kept their mouths shut, fearing they might slip up. However, the students from other classes were confused and curiously looked at Lu Yu.

Seeing Lu Yu remaining silent, Zhang Ruohai said, "You don't need to worry too much. Apart from a few brainless people from Jing Kingdom, everyone supports you and knows that this is a trap set by the people from Qing Nation. We have already spread the word that if you lose in the battle, it would be a loss for Jing Kingdom; if you win, it would prove that you are even more talented than the legends, which would be equivalent to telling the Demon Barbarians to kill you. Therefore, most people support you to stay at home and not fall into the trap."

Fang Yun nodded and said, "Those few people, they're not really that few, are they?"

No one answered.

"Why care about what others say! You are already Fang Wu Jia, and you have reached the Three Mountains and Three Pavilions of Book Mountain, standing alongside the geniuses of past generations. As long as you accumulate a few more years, you will surely soar to the sky. What you need to do now is not to rush, but to be steady! Once you are steady, you can turn back and mock them!"

"Right! We came here, not to force you to go out and compete with the people from Qing Nation, but to see you and hope that you won't fall into the trap! We know your character. This is not cowardice, but endurance and flexibility, which is the model for scholars."

"Right! We all believe in you!"

"When you become a Great Scholar or Semi-Saint in the future, let's see what they have to say!"

Everyone became more and more excited as they spoke. They all pinned their hopes of washing away their shame on the future Fang Yun.

"Thank you all." Fang Yun slowly said.

"Why are you being so polite? In the future, when you become a Great Scholar or Semi-Saint, we just need to say that we are your classmates, and we will have enough to eat and drink for a lifetime, and we won't starve to death." Ning Zhiyuan suddenly said with a smile.

Fang Yun's face suddenly turned extremely gloomy, and he quietly looked at Ning Zhiyuan.

No one spoke, and the hall was terrifyingly quiet.

Ning Zhiyuan showed a regretful expression.

Many people looked at each other and finally deeply understood Fang Yun's intelligence, being able to see the clues from such a simple sentence.

"How many of you are prepared to compete with the people from Qing Nation?" Fang Yun asked.

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Everyone lowered their heads, and no one answered.

"Ye Feng, you are the head of the Li Shan Society, you speak." Fang Yun said.

Ye Feng sighed deeply and said, "We have all decided to compete with the people from Qing Nation in creating new War Poetry, and we have all signed the life and death agreement. Even if we are not as good as them, they will make mistakes, and we will have a chance to win. As long as we win once, one of them will die! One by one, we will let them know that if they want to fight, we, the people of Jing Kingdom, will accompany them to the end!"

Fang Yun silently looked at each person.

Just then, a loud cry came from outside the door.

"Fang Yun! Fang Wu Jia! Please avenge our young master and master! I'm begging you!"

Fang Yun quickly stood up and hurried out. He remembered this was the voice of Qian Ju Ren's servant. On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, this servant was busy running around, and after the festival, he kept praising him.

The others also followed out.

Yang Yuhuan walked to the door of the hall, her hand on the door frame, looking at Fang Yun's back, her eyes full of worry.

The doorman leaned against the door and said, "Master, you must not go out. General Fang ordered me not to let you out under any circumstances. Your life is more precious than all of ours combined!"

"It's okay, I know what I'm doing." Fang Yun said.

The doorman reluctantly opened the door.

Fang Yun looked out and saw the servant of the Qian family kneeling on the steps, his face full of tears.

Fang Yun's face showed no joy or sorrow, and he said, "You get up first, and tell me slowly what happened."

The man quickly wiped away his tears and said, "Our young master couldn't stand it today and went to compete with the Presented Scholar from Qing Nation. As a result, his Courage to Write shattered, and he fell into a coma. Our master, who was already ill, was so angry when he heard about the young master's accident that he died. Master Fang, please avenge our family! The people from Qing Nation are too cruel! Too cruel!"

A person behind Fang Yun angrily said, "Who sent you here? Don't you know that the people from Qing Nation most want to see Fang Yun compete with them? If anything happens to Fang Yun, what will you compensate with! Do you want to watch Fang Yun be ruined by the people from Qing Nation with your own eyes!"

The man was startled and cried, "I really didn't think that way! I... I won't ask anymore, I'll go back and take care of our young master!"

But Fang Yun said, "Da Niu, prepare the carriage, we're going to the Qian Prefecture."

"Young Master!" Fang Da Niu anxiously looked at Fang Yun.

"Prepare the carriage!" Fang Yun's voice was steady and strong.

"Fang Yun, you must not go out! Once you go out, someone will definitely force you to compete! " Ning Zhiyuan hurriedly shouted.

"Qian Ju Ren is in a coma, and Qian Bo Fu has passed away. If I didn't know, it would be fine. But now that I know, I can't not go. Da Niu, prepare the carriage!"

"But..."

Fang Yun walked out.

Fang Da Niu hurriedly shouted, "Stop! Stop! I'll prepare the carriage right away! Right away!" (To be continued.)

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