The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Qing Jun smiled and said, "Good! You are worthy of being a good man of my Qing Kingdom! Since General Xin has such great ambitions, I will do my best to cooperate! You can go with peace of mind. Even if you fail, I will never blame you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xin Zhi was grateful on the surface, but he saw through everything in his heart. Once he failed, he would definitely take the blame for Qing Jun, but in order to leave a name in history, everything is worth it!

Some Qing officials lowered their heads slightly, sighing in their hearts that Qing Jun was becoming less and less responsible. In the past, Qing Jun was so high-spirited, but in recent years, he was influenced by Wu Guo and Fang Yun, and became more cautious and perfect. In many aspects, he was even worse than the Queen Mother of Jing.

Ao Huang had a dark face and thought that he must obstruct the trade between the Dragon Palace of the East Sea and Qing Kingdom in the future. From the king to the officials of Qing Kingdom, there is no good person. Look at the Queen Mother of Jing Kingdom. She didn't blame him for robbing the night-shining pearl in her hall.

Ao Huang immediately looked around the hall of the palace, and finally found that there was nothing.

In the hall, two dragon thrones were placed side by side.

Qing Jun turned his head to look at Fang Yun and smiled, "Fang Xusheng, General Xin is willing to represent Qing State and bet on a prefecture. I wonder if Fang Xusheng dares to accept the challenge?"

Fang Yun nodded and said, "Then I will swear with Qing Jun by high-five. As long as I defeat General Xin, this battle will determine the ownership of the ten prefectures!"

"Okay!"

Qing Jun and Fang Yun raised their hands together and finally clapped their hands.

The two of them were just clapping their hands in an ordinary way, but all the officials, including the great scholars, bowed their heads slightly.

The applause of the two seemed to suddenly have a strange power. The sound was like the collapse of mountains, but it was full of vitality, like spring thunder.

This sound began to spread in all directions with the holy temples in various places as transit stations.

Soon, everyone in Qing State and Jing State heard the sound of the two clapping their hands, and the sound also rang out in the Holy Courtyard.

All those who heard the voice naturally knew that Fang Yun was going to compete with Xin Zhi in military strategy to decide the ownership of the prefecture.

Most of the scholars in Qing were very happy, while most of the scholars in Jing were worried, because it was a battle of military strategy, and Xin Zhi had at least an 80% chance of winning!

But the non-scholars in the two countries were just the opposite. The people of Qing had long been intimidated by Fang Yun's literary reputation and were afraid of failure, while the people of Jing were full of blind confidence in Fang Yun and believed that Fang Yun would definitely win.

In the hall, Fang Yun said: "In this case, please ask the ministers of literature of the two countries to be witnesses and guide me to communicate with General Xin in the Holy Temple, connect to the Sun Tzu literary world, and enter the Thirteen Cloud Ladders of Military Strategists."

Jiang Hechuan bowed and said: "Lord Xusheng, this battle is similar to the literary battle of a country. It can be closed or open to the outside world, and everyone can be invited to watch the battle through the literary list."

Fang Yun said: "Open it, no need to hide it. What do you think, General Xin?"

"I second it." Xin Zhi said.

"Okay, then we'll start the battle of military tactics here, and after that, we'll go to the Holy Temple for the battle of literature."

After Jiang Hechuan finished speaking, he looked at the Minister of Literature of Qing State, and the two of them took out their official seals at the same time, and communicated with the Holy Temple with their minds.

Not far away, the Holy Temple in the center of Baling City suddenly shook slightly, and then a faint transparent shock wave spread in all directions, and then the Holy Temple projected a ball of white light, which turned into a huge hemispherical cover and fell on the palace hall, protecting everyone inside.

Two water-like lights fell, and Fang Yun and Xin Zhi were lifted up by the egg-shaped shield and suspended in the air, and the egg-shaped shield seemed to be filled with water-like liquid, making the two people feel like they were wandering in the sea water, and they naturally closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Two milky white lights went straight into the eyebrows of Fang Yun and Xin Zhi.

Some scholars showed pride, sending their bodies to the literary world or other places was time-consuming and labor-intensive, but this kind of "talent projection" could allow people's thoughts to enter many places, consuming only a little talent.

The human race did not originally master this strange power, but the saints of the human race, through studying the Heavenly Tree and gathering the power of hundreds of schools, finally studied the power of talent projection.

This is where the human race is stronger than the demons and barbarians, and it is also one of the sources of the demons and barbarians' fear. The demons and barbarians have been in contact with the Heavenly Tree for countless tens of thousands of years, but have not yet been able to study the relevant holy ways.

In addition to the projection of talent, there is also the rarer "literary world descending", which can only be formed in special times, and it must be used by the semi-saints themselves.

Only through the literary list can scholars see the scene of talent projection, at least for the selected talents.

If the literary world descends, anyone with talent can watch it near the Holy Temple.

If it is not a major event at the level of the Ten Kingdoms, the Holy Academy will not form a light curtain for everyone in the Ten Kingdoms to see, because it consumes too much talent. Generally, this will only happen during the annual Ten Kingdoms Competition.

Fang Yun felt drowsy and fell into a dream. He didn't know how long it had been. Suddenly, he felt cold and opened his eyes in a hurry. He found himself in a military tent. There was a table in front of him and two rows of officials in front of him. The sunlight at the entrance of the military tent was bright and transparent.

Two guards stood face to face at the door of the military tent with resolute expressions.

Outside the door, there were many officers of lower ranks.

Fang Yun looked down and found that he was still wearing the clothes of a Jinshi, but there was an extra layer of standard golden armor on the outside. There was a logo on the armor, which made Fang Yun realize that he was already a third-rank governor.

The third-rank governor was the highest military commander in a state, commanding at least 30,000 officers and soldiers, and at most 50,000.

Fang Yun had experienced many talent and martial arts performances, and even knew that the military strategist's thirteen cloud ladders were actually imitating talent and martial arts performances, so he calmed down immediately.

Fang Yun glanced at the officials, memorized everyone's faces and official uniforms, and said in a deep voice: "Go to the tent, report!"

The nearest general stood up, stood straight, held his head high, and said loudly: "Wang Yinglu, the fourth-rank general of Mingshan Army, greets the Grand Commander!"

Wang Yinglu sat down after speaking, and the next person stood up and said loudly: "Su Yuankui, the fourth-rank general of Hongshan Army, greets the Grand Commander!"

"Jia Lan, the fourth-rank general of Luoshan Army, greets the Grand Commander."

"Xue Yue, the fourth-rank military officer of Zhenjun, greets the Grand Commander."

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Fang Yun listened quietly to everyone's self-introduction. The officers from the fourth to the sixth ranks in the army were all in the tent, and those with the prefix "Zhenjun" were all civilian officials in the army. They did not participate in the battle and were responsible for various affairs in the army.

Fang Yun knew the official system of the human race like the back of his hand. Five hundred people formed a battalion, three thousand people formed a guard, ten thousand people formed an army, thirty to fifty thousand were large armies, and more than fifty thousand were generally guards.

Through the number and positions of these officials, Fang Yun found out that he had three armies of about 10,000 people, all named after local mountains. The three fourth-rank generals were also titled generals. Each army had a fifth-rank deputy general and a sixth-rank town army chief.

The three titled generals were all Hanlin.

In addition to the three armies, he also had a 5,000-man personal guard, led by a fifth-rank general, who was a Jinshi.

Each of the three armies was divided into three guards, each with 3,000 people, and the sixth-rank guard commanders were all Jinshi.

Each guard had six battalions, each with 500 people. The battalion officers were seventh-rank, mostly Juren, and there were some young Jinshi. However, these battalion officers were all outside the big tent.

Fang Yun quickly made a statistics. There were 35,000 soldiers on his side, three Hanlins, plus himself, 37 Jinshi, more than 200 Juren, and no need to count the scholars and students.