The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"What can we do? Lord Feng is always unpredictable. He may go to the demon world today and come back tomorrow. If Fang Yun is not dead, he will definitely kill us all." One person said.

"What else can we do? We can only kill Fang Yun to vent our anger! I don't know which half-saint is so cruel that he is willing to consume the talent of the Holy Temple to add all the "Sacred Way" monthly magazines to plot against us. This "Humble House Inscription" is one of the rare aspirational articles. Our change of course conflicts with the concept of this kind of article. Those who are not dead are lucky."

"It is worthy of the half-saint's means. This time, at least 20% of our people will die or become completely demented, and at least 50% of the humanities will be cracked. Fortunately, there are many rare treasures in the demon world, which can make up for the cracks in our literary palaces, but I don't know when it will be our turn."

"I have been responsible for recording those human geniuses I know the movements of Fang Yun. A few days ago, Fang Yun and the state academy went to Mi County to kill monsters. Logically, they should return to Dayuan Prefecture today. We only need to ambush him on the road from Mi County to Dayuan Prefecture and kill him. "

"Kill him alone or kill everyone?"

"Since Lord Feng is angry, he will kill everyone. I will gather everyone immediately. No matter if there is any problem with the palace, as long as it can be discussed on paper, everyone will go!"

"The monster-killing team of the scholar class usually only has three or four candidates. Is it necessary to send everyone?"

"Lord Feng You all know Fang Yun's temper. If we don't go all out, we will surely die if Fang Yun escapes. Since the semi-saint has killed so many rebels with the help of "Humble House Inscription", we naturally want revenge! I will take Lord Feng's order to invite three Jinshi and all Juren, and bring two demon commanders and ten demon generals. This is all the power of Jingcheng Peak. Even if Fang Yun brings the entire Dayuan Prefecture's army, he will surely die. "

"Dayuan Prefecture's general Chen Xibi is only a Jinshi, and the rest are Juren and Xiucai, which can't be compared with Jingcheng Peak. Unless all the officials of Dayuan Prefecture come out together, Otherwise, Fang Yun will surely die. The only thing he is worried about now is Li Wenying and Zhang Poyue. "

"Li Wenying and Zhang Poyue are both in Yuhai City, and they are too late to rescue. Since we have mobilized all the forces of Jingcheng Peak, this battle must be successful!"

"That's it. The power of the Holy Temple covers nearly 20 miles around the city. We will ambush 30 miles outside Dayuan Prefecture and evacuate immediately after killing all the people in the scholar class."

"They will probably arrive in Dayuan Prefecture in the afternoon. We will gather people now and set up an ambush in the afternoon! We must fight quickly and decisively!"

Half an hour later, more than a hundred anti-seed scholars and monsters gathered. Among these people, three anti-seed Jinshi and two monster generals have the highest status, followed by twenty Juren and ten monster generals. The rest are all scholars and monster soldiers, enough to kill all the prefectural troops in a prefecture.

Soon, these people left Jingcheng Peak and headed for the road from Mi County to Dayuan Prefecture.

Half an hour after they left, a monster eagle landed in the inner courtyard of Jingcheng Peak.

A rebellious scholar walked over and took out a piece of paper from the demon eagle's leg. It said that the demon turtle from Jiaolong Palace sneaked into Lujia Town to kill people, and Li Wenying killed it. Then Li Wenying rushed into the Yangtze River to take revenge.

"Lujia Town is also in Mi County, but since it was Li Wenying who did it, it should have nothing to do with the scholar class of the State Academy of Literature, so there is no need to tell." The rebellious scholar said, and went back to the house to continue recording and sorting out the intelligence of the scholars in the whole Jing Kingdom.

Lujia Town was not a lively place to begin with. After the town was partially destroyed by the demon turtle and the snake demon, the whole town was immersed in grief, and almost everyone was in mourning.

Just after eleven o'clock in the morning, a huge caravan of armored oxen came from the southwest. Some of the people on the armored oxen were survivors of the fierce battle with the demon turtle, and some were the Dayuan Prefecture army and officials who went to reinforce.

Some of the armored oxen were isolated. Not only were there soldiers who participated in the battle yesterday, but also personnel from the Holy Court Criminal Hall to prevent these soldiers from talking to outsiders.

Some of the armored ox carts were loaded with dead monster bodies, while some of the armored ox carts were loaded with living monsters, which were the private soldiers of several Jinshi and Hanlin. Jinshi had private monster soldiers, but almost everyone who reached Hanlin or higher had private monster soldiers.

In the second armored car of the team, there were more than ten officials and a respected old Hanlin Wen Zhenghuan, and Fang Yun was also on it.

The old Hanlin was once the Minister of Rites. Later, because of his disagreement with the left prime minister, he resigned and returned home to retire in Dayuan Prefecture. He occasionally gave some advice to the younger generation and was a close friend of Gezhou Mu.

Fang Yun rarely spoke along the way, just listening to the officials chatting.

There was a Hanlin, eight Jinshi and four Juren in the carriage of this car. Even if these people did not mobilize their talents, Fang Yun could still vaguely feel that their talents were excited and their vitality was flying.

Because Li Wenying had issued a ban, no one talked about the situation yesterday in detail, but just chatted about some very ordinary gossip.

However, the governor of Gezhou would glance at Fang Yun from time to time, and occasionally wink at his old friend Wen Zhenghuan, but the old Hanlin always pretended not to see it.

When Gezhou Mu saw that his old friend couldn't lose his face, he had to change the subject, then found an excuse and said with a smile: "Fang Yun, Grand Scholar Li really values ​​you very much. Yesterday, I received a request for help with an official seal in red text. I sent the High Court Chief of the Prefecture Academy of Arts, Mr. Zheng from Liuyuan County, and Vice General Xie to reinforce me. Unexpectedly, not long after, Academician Li came from Yuhai to send me a letter to Hongyan, asking me to lead it myself. All available people should go to reinforce you. Be sure to take the people from the Palace of Punishment with you, isolate yourself, and stress that you will be brought back safely. I know that this matter is important, but I am afraid that I will not be able to do it perfectly because of my low strength, so I left the old man alone. Wen also invited me out. Old Wen was once a minister, and he was usually very arrogant. As soon as he heard that he wanted to help you, he came with me without saying a word. "

"Thank you Lord Ge, thank you Wen Hanlin." Fang Yun said respectfully.

Wen Zhenghuan, who was over seventy years old and in high spirits, said with a smile: "Why are you so polite? I was just thinking of going out for a walk, just to stretch my legs."

Gezhoumu added: "Since Grand Scholar Li has issued a silence order, I won't ask more about what happened yesterday. However, since you are already a scholar before the Holy Emperor, you must be careful in everything in the future. You should not enter the liberal arts academy before the government examination. In order to avoid being seen out, we will cover it up for you on the day of the government examination, and you will definitely pass the examination, so that those unfaithful scholars will not know that you are a scholar before the Holy Spirit."

"Thank you, sir." Fang Yun said.

The old Han Lin Wen Zhenghuan on the side said: "That Fengcheng will never do anything unscrupulously. Once you become a scholar, you are likely to face the assassination of Jinshi and Yaoshuai, so you must be careful."

Gezhou Mu coughed lightly and said, "Fang Yun, I heard that your manuscript of "The Inscription on the Humble Room" is with Duke Jianmei?"

"Yes." Fang Yun suddenly realized. Even if Li Wenying ordered the Gezhou Muqin to come, there was no reason for him to drag the old Hanlin Wen Zhenghuan here. He was a drunkard who didn't care about drinking, and deliberately brought Wen Zhenghuan to show that he valued Fang Yun. The purpose was to get the manuscript of "The Inscription on the Humble Room".

"If Duke Jianmei has finished reading it, can you let me have a look?"

Fang Yun hesitated and said: "In my opinion, the "Inscription on the Humble Room" is not a valuable treasure. It's okay to lend it to you, but there are too many people to borrow it from. Many people have asked before you, so I don't know who to lend it to first. "

Gezhou Mu immediately understood that Fang Yun's words seemed to be rejection, but in fact they meant that they could be discussed.

"In this case, I won't force others to make things difficult for me. It's a pity that my talent is limited. Without "Inscription on the Humble Room", it would be difficult for me to become an imperial scholar. If someone can help me become an imperial scholar, I will treat him as a benefactor." Ge Zhoumu said. In the end, my face turned a little red. This was too straightforward.

Some people here despised Gezhou Mu's behavior, but most people understood it. After all, it is difficult to reach the sky after becoming a Jinshi. If you can get a chance, it is nothing to ask for help from others. Once you become a Hanlin, you can be regarded as a high-level figure in the Ten Kingdoms, and your status and abilities will be greatly improved. Whether it is for fame, wealth or the holy way, it is worth going all out.

There was a brief silence in the car, and Wen Zhenghuan changed the topic and said: "Since you want to hide your identity as a scholar before the Holy Spirit, you cannot participate in this year's Dragon Boat Festival. It's a pity. If nothing unexpected happens, our country, Jingguo, will be celebrated again this year. The country is humiliated.”

"It's just a dragon boat festival. After losing for so many years, it's not bad this year. Fang Yun's safety is more important."

Gezhou Mu said: "Looking at the young students of Jingguo, besides Fang Yun, who can compete with the geniuses of other countries? Fang Yun's safety is the most important thing, so don't let those false names go."

"That's what I say, but I'm still not willing to accept it. I've lost for seventeen consecutive years. If I lose one more year, it will be eighteen years."

"Qingguo is hateful! Our Jingguo is surrounded by demons and barbarians, and its national strength is naturally being slowly eroded. Qingguo does not know how to help, but instead adds insult to injury year after year. It is really a shame to the human race!"

"I hope there will be someone to succeed Chen Sheng." Wen Zhenghuan sighed.

The atmosphere in the carriage was extremely solemn. The biggest problem in Jingguo was the lack of support. If no one could be canonized within five years, and once Chen Guanhai died, Jingguo would inevitably be annexed by the neighboring Qingguo and Wuguo.

The huge motorcade stopped outside Lujia Town. Fang Yun and all the dean students got off the car and went to express condolences to An Chengcai's family.

Naturally, they did not tell the truth about An Chengcai and the snake demon. In that case, the people in Lujia Town would definitely resent An Chengcai and the snake demon. They just said that An Chengcai was eaten by the demon turtle, and then said that An Chengcai was eaten by the demon turtle. It is equivalent to sacrificing one's life for the country. Three days later, the government army will give him a pension, and one of his children and nephews can study in the county school for free for three years.

Fang Yun didn't bring any money at the moment and said he would send a thousand taels of silver to the An family in a few days.

Everyone didn't know that Fang Yun had received the fragments of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring", and they all felt that Fang Yun had given him too much. Fang Yun was helpless. In fact, he wanted to give more, but too much was not good. He could only wait to help the An family in the future.

The fragments of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring" have become part of the world of strange books. Even if Fang Yun wants to hand it over to the Holy Academy, he can't do it. He can only vow to kill more demons and savages to live up to the fragments of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring".

After expressing condolences to the An family, everyone walked out of the town. Lu Yu whispered: "One thousand taels of silver is too much. Many wealthy families cannot earn one thousand taels a year."

"Yes, too many." Ning Zhiyuan said.