The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2553 Suppress Jingguo!

Zhang Poyue went to Duoyuan honestly to meet Fang Yun.

Fang Yun didn’t even open the door!

Zhang Poyue didn't expect that Fang Yun was even more ruthless than himself and didn't give himself any face.

Zhang Poyue stood at the door for half an hour, and finally withdrew his kick to kick the door, and returned to the Fengtian Hall of the palace in despair.

"Queen Mother, you have also seen that it's not that I don't want to go, it's that Fang Yun won't let me in at all. I can't break down the door. I can't stand his ancient dragon sword. You'd better hire someone else. ”

Afterwards, Zhang Poyue looked at Sheng Boyuan and said: "Sheng Shangshu, you said that you are so old, why are you so angry? If it were me, since I don't like Fang's luck, I will just stay in Fengtian Palace and I can't do anything to him. , but at least it can disgust him. If you really resign, doesn't that mean you are telling the world that you, Sheng Boyuan, can't win against him? Are you as scared as that old bastard in Liushan?"

Sheng Boyuan smiled coldly and said: "Some people in Yuan County have been spreading rumors a few days ago that Liu Thief has put on his green clothes and embroidered cloud clothes again, and Liu Thief's old party is gathering in Waterfall Valley. Once the Holy Road is sealed, they will dance wildly with demons. ”

"Aren't they afraid of punishment from the Zajia Holy Way?" Zhang Poyue said.

"You don't know who Liu Shan is? The Zajia Holy Path will definitely bypass him. Those who don't want to leave Jingguo can avoid the Holy Path's seal as long as they wear the things he gives. Send a letter to Fang Yun , if he does not go to the Holy Court for peace talks, then the position of left prime minister will be handed over to Liu Shan, and in the end he will watch Liu Shan rise and Jingguo fall again!" Sheng Boyuan said.

Zhang Poyue frowned and said helplessly: "Whether he comes back from Liu Shan or not, you just don't resign."

Sheng Boyuan took out his official seal and looked at the time. There were still two quarters of an hour left.

"You...really want to leave?"

Sheng Boyuan said nothing and stood in the hall.

Soon, two quarters of an hour passed.

Sheng Boyuan suddenly bowed deeply to the Queen Mother, took off his official hat, slowly placed it on the ground, then sighed softly and strode out.

All the officials were stunned. They didn't expect Sheng Boyuan to be so decisive.

"Sheng Aiqing, please stay!" The Queen Mother stood up from the throne and shouted to persuade her to stay.

"From now on, Jingguo will depend on Fang's luck. If he is reliable, it won't help whether I am here or not; if he is unreliable, it won't help whether I am there or not. If I go away, I will concentrate on the holy way. I will not become a great Confucian, and I will never step down again. The land of Jingguo! Your Majesty, you have done your best.”

After saying that, Sheng Boyuan continued to stride away from Fengtian Hall.

"Sheng Aiqing..." The Queen Mother's voice trembled, and water seemed to flash in the corners of her eyes.

The officials looked at Sheng Boyuan's back with mixed feelings.

Too many officials have left these days, but none is more important than Sheng Boyuan's departure.

"My lord, you tried your best!"

The head of the Ministry of Etiquette, who was single-handedly promoted by Sheng Boyuan, put down his official hat and followed Sheng Boyuan away.

In the past, many people followed Sheng Boyuan and threatened to resign if the vote could not be held. Now, these people have all resigned.

More than twenty high-ranking officials of fifth rank or above left one after another.

According to the new law, these people can no longer hold official positions in Jingguo in the future.

These people are not threatening the Queen Mother, nor are they threatening Fang Yun.

It is really impossible to continue to be an official in Jingguo.

Under the control of the Zajia Holy Way, no matter how smart and capable an official is, he will only become a mediocre official or even a faint official.

Some officials who had not previously threatened to resign actually began to resign.

The number of officials in Fengtian Palace is now a quarter less than in its heyday!

If the newly promoted officials are not counted, the departing officials account for one third!

The most terrifying thing is that during these nine days, countless scholars from the Zajia family moved south and away from Jingguo.

The wealth these people took away and the holes created cannot be filled by luck.

In Fengtian Hall, all the officials fell into silence again.

Despair and depression gripped everyone.

"Fang Yun, are you going to force the Ai family to death?"

Behind the curtain, the Queen Mother cried.

No one responded, only the sound of the wind.

The Queen Mother lay on her side on the dragon chair and fell into a deep sleep. The eunuch beside her hurriedly put a thin blanket on the Queen Mother.

All the officials stood in the palace, no longer talking, transmitting messages, or passing official seals.

Under the illumination of the night pearl, there was no light on their faces.

Even after a red sun rose from the east and the whole world was bright, the faces of these officials were still gray and their eyes were still cloudy.

Like the officials of Fengtian Temple, scholars from all over Jingguo stayed up all night, holding official seals or gathering near the temple, waiting for the final result.

Ji County.

Fang Yun's fellow villagers, regardless of whether they were men, women, old or young, scholars or not, gathered around the County Literary Academy and looked in the direction of the Holy Academy.

A woman gently patted her sleeping daughter's back and whispered: "Don't be afraid, Nanny, Fang Xusheng will solve it, it will be solved..."

Bah, bah, bah... An old man was smoking a dry cigarette and said to the person next to him: "That boy Fang Yun has been blessed since he was a child. I watched him grow up. He must be able to handle this obstacle..."

Ning'an County.

Incense lingers.

Countless people spontaneously burned incense everywhere, using this custom originated from the Zhou Dynasty to pray that Fang Yun and Jing Guo could overcome this difficult situation.

Liu Yu, an old scholar from the Gong family who has become the owner of the workshop, is standing in front of the County Literary Academy and speaking loudly.

"Everyone, the Za family has left, but we in Ning'an are not free! Our Ning'an belongs to Jingguo, to Fang Xusheng, and even more to us Ning'an people! No matter what happens outside, no matter what the damn Za family How to do it, we Ning'an people don't have it Aren't you afraid of this? How can this bullshit Zhen Feng be compared to the Barbarian Wolf Saint? How can we Ning'an people live without the Zajia Saint? As long as Fang Xusheng is here! Jingguo will not fall..."

Yuhai City.

This place has become the center of human craftsmanship, and countless workshops have sprung up like bamboo shoots after the rain, spreading inside and outside the city.

Unlike the workshops in other countries, all the workshops in Yuhai City have special shrines to worship Fang Yun's statue.

The Hall of Ceremonies once sent people to stop it, but everyone still used the statue of Fang Yun, but the name was changed to Lord of the Yangtze River or Lord Wenxing Longjue. The Hall of Ceremonies was helpless.

Workers who got up early gathered in front of the Fang Yun statue, each lit an incense, and lined up in order to insert their incense into the incense burner.

Seen from a high altitude, the incense in Yuhai City is thicker than the smoke from thousands of homes.

The capital at the emperor's feet seemed particularly indifferent.

Most people were doing whatever they were supposed to do, but they were all a little absent-minded, glancing in the direction of the Holy Courtyard or the Royal Palace from time to time.

At one o'clock at seven o'clock, the sky above the Holy Court was filled with dark clouds and thunder flashed.

In an instant, the dark clouds suddenly swelled and covered the entire Holy Yuan Continent.

The Holy Yuan Continent actually fell into darkness.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, the dark clouds quickly shrank, and finally they all gathered over Jingguo.

The entire Jingguo was shrouded in dark clouds, and among the dark clouds, there were lightning and thunder, and howling winds.

In the desperate eyes of countless Jingguo people, dark clouds shook, thunder exploded, and electric light flashed, illuminating Jingguo like daylight.

"Seal down!"

A voice full of supreme majesty sounded.

The sky was filled with dark clouds and thunder, falling suddenly.

Amid the screams of everyone, the dark clouds and thunder turned into translucent shadows and merged into the land of Jingguo.

Everyone seemed to be in a swamp and muddy, moving slowly.