Saint of the Confucian way

Ji knew that there was a big hole in Bai's shoulder, and his body slowly fell forward. Finally, he fell down on the steps with a pop, and a lot of blood gushed out.

There was a dead silence in front of Ning'an County Yamen.

No one expected that Fang Yun endured Ji Zhibai for so long and ended up with such a fierce means.

Fang Yun stood in front of Ji Zhibai's body, gently raised his head and stood proudly.

"At the cultural conference, I fought with Ji Zhibai. It was a dispute of morale. It didn't hurt much. People had to be a little impulsive and bloody to be worthy of being called scholars. In the court, it was a dispute of interests. Both sides came and went according to their abilities and won or lost without regret. After learning that I was dead, he colluded with people from other countries to seize our ancestral property. I can tolerate him. In order to attack my reputation, he used various means to stop my poetry I can allow him to spread words and articles, but... "

Fang Yun suddenly stopped and looked around like an eagle looking at a wolf. His eyes seemed to have the power to judge all things.

No one dared to look at him.

Finally, Fang Yun looked down at Ji Zhibai's body.

"You can be greedy for ink workshops, you can please bureaucrats, you can take their credit for your own use, and you can attack me as a political enemy. However, you slander the efforts of the workers and you are the source of the progress of the human race. This is breaking the backbone of a country, burying the human race, which is as cruel and tyrannical as the demon barbarians! I can't tolerate it!"

Boom

A deafening thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, as if it were the wrath of heaven.

After that, Fang Yun brushed his sleeves and said with disgust: "throw the pickled goods to the random burial post and hang the body for three days. Release all the officials detained by jizhibai. All the officials who follow jizhibai to help the tyranny will take off their official clothes and strictly review them! As for you... Are you the new magistrate of Qingwu mansion?"

Fei Chang bent over and bowed his back. While wiping his sweat with his sleeve, he responded humbly: "the next officer is Fei Chang, the new governor of Qingwu mansion..."

"You are to blame for what happened in Qingwu mansion these days. Tomorrow, you will give a memorial to the cabinet. It's time to resign and serve your sentence." Fang Yun didn't look at Fei Chang and stepped into the county government.

"Thanks... Lord Xu Sheng's grace!" the expression on Fei Chang's face was extremely contradictory.

He was very sad. He barely won the Jinshi and did nothing for many years. It was rare for him to become the head of the government. He had to resign after three days. The name of the prefect must be laughed at by future generations.

He is also very glad that he is only an insignificant little Jinshi after all, and it is not worth Fang Yun's personal targeting. As long as he honestly states the responsibility, neither the left prime minister's party nor the opposite forces will pursue and attack. At most, he will confiscate his family property and be an official all his life.

Fang Yun went to the threshold of the county yamen, lifted his feet into the air, suddenly retracted, then turned around and looked around at the people in the whole street.

These people also looked at Fang Yun, some happy, some relieved, some relaxed, some admired, some excited, and so on.

Fang Yun smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth and said, "the saint has something important to discuss, which has a bearing on the fate of the whole Ning'an city. The county government is too small to accommodate too many people. All the scholars who come to help Ning'an city from elsewhere, all the scholars of Ning'an City, all the officials of Ning'an City, including the chief, follow me to the county literary academy."

After Fang Yun finished, he stepped down the steps and walked to the county literary academy.

Many officials and scholars hurried behind and followed Fang Yun to the county literary academy.

Along the way, everyone said hello to Fang Yun, and everyone's face was filled with heartfelt joy.

Ning'an city finally has a festive atmosphere!

Outside Ning'an City, before Zhang Po Yue's carriage entered the gate, the official seal received the news of the party concerned, and even knew that Ji knew Bai was dead.

"Send charcoal in the snow and travel thousands of miles. Icing on the cake, it's difficult to take steps. Go, go back to the army!"

Zhang Po Yue's ox cart suddenly turned around and sped north.

Fang Yun only walked five blocks, and a white dragon fell from the sky.

There was a cloud of white clouds under each of the white dragon's four claws, suspended in the sky, lowered his head and looked down at Fang Yun. His eyes were full of cold.

Fang Yun stopped, looked up at the Sea Dragon King of the town and said, "Ao Cang, we meet again."

Fang Yun made no secret of his intention to kill.

Three Valley Lien Chan, Ao Cang is not the mastermind, but he is the first accomplice.

The dark clouds in the sky fluctuate and the strong wind rises suddenly, making Ning'an city seem to be in a storm.

Ao Cang said angrily, "the king has promised Liu Shan to see him with Ji Zhibai. Now let the king explain!"

"What's none of my business?" Fang Yun asked.

"Why don't you even give me a little face! It's just a Jinshi. My four words' Zhenhai Dragon King 'are not worth changing a Jinshi's life?"

"Why don't you even give the saint's little face and ask in public? It's just taking the life of a scholar. I have eight words' virtual Saint Fang Yun 'and' Wen Xing Long Jue '. Isn't it worth letting go of your four word' Zhenhai Dragon King '?" Fang Yun's tone was a little joking.

Ao Cang stared at Fang Yun blankly. His anger disappeared and he was speechless. His expression seemed to admit that Fang Yun's words were more reasonable!

Seeing Ao Cang's appearance, many scholars bowed their heads and laughed. If Ao Cang's logic was established, Fang Yun would be impeccable. The face of the Dragon King of Zhenhai was greater than that of Fang Yun. There was no doubt that Ao Cang could not even get angry in front of the leaders of the scholars.

"Silly dragon." Yang Xuantong whispered.

Ao Cang tilted his head and stared at Fang Yun for a long time. Then he summoned up his courage: "things come first and then come. I'll ask you to stop first!"

"No, I wanted to kill him first, but you were later. If you came forward before I wanted to kill him, with the four words' Zhenhai Dragon King ', I would give you this face." Fang Yun said.

Ao Cang was silent again. What Fang Yun said seemed to be very reasonable.

Many scholars laughed in their hearts again.

Ao Cang's face changed. Finally, he swallowed all his dissatisfaction and anger into his stomach and said, "the king will ask questions on behalf of the West Sea Dragon saint, Fang Yun. Why did you leave xuemanggu before three months?"

"I have found the fragment of dragon cutting knife."

"Where are the fragments of dragon cutting knife?"

"In the ancient land of blood."

Ao Cang was stunned for a moment. Fang Yun said this righteously. There was no problem, but he always felt something wrong.

Ao Cang hesitated for a moment and asked, "why don't you take the fragments of dragon cutting knife to Shengyuan?"

"Your Dragon Palace didn't give me anything to cut dragon blade fragments." Fang Yuncheng replied sincerely.

Ao Cang thought for a long time and finally realized that he could never say that he was a scholar, especially the best among them.

Ao Cang cut the way straight: "you didn't cut the fragments of the dragon knife, and didn't stay in xuemanggu for three months. You failed. The four seas Dragon Palace will deprive you of the title of Wenxing Dragon Lord!"

"Ao Cang, I suggest you go back to Xihai Dragon Palace and ask your majesty Xihai dragon saint. At that time, you just asked me to find the Dragon blade fragments, not to bring the Dragon blade fragments back to Shengyuan. If you mess around here, you will only lose the face of the dragon family."

"Grandpa Long Sheng, he's shutting down..." Ao Cang wanted to say something, but suddenly shut up.

"In that case, I'll wait for other news from the Dragon Palace. If you're okay, leave first. I have something important to deal with." Fang Yun said.

Ao Cang thought for a long time and found it useless to stay here. Then he promised and flew to the West Sea, confused all the way.

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