Saint of the Confucian way

"Such a large-scale riot must be behind the scenes. Has there ever been a result?" Fang Yun asked.

Fang Shouye replied: "I inform the governor that after the interrogators said that their actions were suspected of treason, many people were frightened and confessed immediately. Most of them were ordered by local Qingjiang merchants or other Qingguo shops, and they all got enough benefits."

"I see." Fang Yun nodded gently.

Fang Yun didn't say anything, but everyone at the meeting already knew who was really behind the scenes.

Many Jingguo people present were in a cold sweat. Qingguo people were so calculating that they would be defeated by Qingguo even if Fang Yun was Zhang Longxiang.

"This matter involves a lot of people. The lower officials need to continue to deal with it and have to leave. I hope your Excellency will forgive me." Fang Shouye said flatly.

"There is a labor governor," Fang Yun said.

Fang Shouye saluted and left quickly.

They only said dozens of words, but there were mysteries everywhere.

Some people are laughing at xiaogouzi, some are thinking about beating, smashing and looting, some are deducing the course of the struggle between Qingguo and Fang Yun, and many knowledgeable officials directly send a letter to Fang Yun to know what an "emergency plan" is.

When Fang Shouye left, Fang Yun said, "since the riots have subsided, it will not affect the cultural conference, and the cultural conference should proceed normally. Oh... I forgot that the cultural conference seems to have ended, because the first of the four talents has been determined, and the victory and defeat have been divided!"

Fang Yun looked down at the location of Qingjun and Zonglei.

However, Lei Tingzhen, Zong Ganyu and Qingjun all showed strange smiles on their faces.

Lei Tingzhen's smile is a little vicious, Zong Ganyu's smile is a little contemptuous, and Qingjun's smile is a little happy, like revenge.

In addition to the three main people, all the people with high status around them also have subtle changes in their expressions, and they are all laughing.

Even Zong Wuyuan, who has been repeatedly hit by Fang Yun, is laughing.

They laughed, but the people in Jingguo couldn't laugh.

At this time, Fang Yun is sure to win, but these people not only don't fall into extreme emotions, no madness, no anger, no despair, but seem to laugh at Fang Yun collectively. They are not fools, so there is only one possibility. They not only think they don't lose, but also think they will win, even if Fang Yun reveals their biggest cards.

The hearts of the people in Jingguo sank deeply. Just now, even the riots in Xiangzhou were easily put out by Fang Yun. They thought that the whole cultural society was under Fang Yun's control, but now they lost their confidence.

Many people sent books to Fang Yun at the first time.

"Things are wrong, you have to be careful!"

"Very wrong, something big will happen!"

"They haven't used their mace yet!"

"I don't know what means they will use, but when they are so confident, they must have amazing means."

At this time, Zong Wuyuan smiled and his tongue burst into spring thunder, and said in undisguised contempt: "but so."

Fang Yun looked up at the sky, then quietly looked down at Zong Wuyuan and said nothing.

Most people at the cultural conference were at a loss. According to common sense, the cultural conference has come to a conclusion here, because the whole cultural conference is dominated by Fang Yun from beginning to end, but why do those people don't care at all? Why is Zong Wuyuan still laughing at Fang Yun?

Zong Wuyuan patted his clothes, sat down again, leaned back against the chair, looked up at Fang Yun, smiled and his tongue burst with spring thunder.

"If someone says that Fang Yun has no talent and learning, I will be the first to scold him; if someone says that Fang Yun has no wisdom, I will also be the first to scold him. This cultural meeting has made me gain a lot, that is, not only can I not lose easily, but also can't win easily before the real outcome comes. I thought I made a small mistake and was killed by my courage. I don't know how long it will take Further, I feel inferior to you. But now, if someone says you are better than me, I will only sneer. I am very happy and sad to see that the great virtual saint has made the same mistakes as me. I always thought you were difficult to deal with, but when you said "the victory and defeat are divided", something seems to be broken in my heart. You will not be worth my lunch from now on The source is not worth my family's attention. "

Zong Wuyuan's voice spread all over the Wen Hui. Many people wanted to scold him, but they all resisted, wanted to continue listening, and wanted to know Fang Yun's reaction.

But they were as like as two peas. They just looked at Zong Yuan without any doubt or worry.

Zong Wuyuan's counterattack was very powerful and skilled, but Fang Yun didn't respond, but it seemed to hit the cotton wool.

Zong Wuyuan sneered: "You pretend to be very calm, but unfortunately, you have exposed your arrogance after all. Indeed, you are Zhang Longxiang. I will never believe it until you reveal it yourself. After all, you imitate Zhang Longxiang too much. You can even say that you have created a new person. You think this kind of little intelligence can decide everything. You think you can fight back against us if you master this secret, but you I still don't understand that in this world, strength is the foundation, and everything else is just the details attached to strength. What makes me laugh is that you only master the details, but think you master everything. It's like a child in open crotch pants holding a wooden sword to fight a war veteran. The veteran doesn't draw a sword, doesn't shoot, doesn't kill, but you think the veteran has lost. "

"This story is a little worse than the previous ones," Fang Yun replied with a smile.

However, the more calm Fang Yun is, the more worried many people are. Zong Wuyuan has almost made it clear that they will use absolute strength against Fang Yun.

Zong Wuyuan suddenly got up and burst into spring thunder with a louder voice.

"You don't know that the sword in the veteran's hand has slaughtered thousands of troops. The veteran's hand can hold heaven and earth! It's not that the veteran is afraid of you, but that once the veteran hands, there will be no invincible hand in front!"

Fang Yun said, "I know the truth, but can you put down the wooden sword pointed at me in your hand first?"

Many people can't laugh or cry. Fang Yun is really unpredictable. Before the storm and before Zonglei and Qingguo are about to use their most powerful power, they are so calm and satirize their opponents. Few people can do it.

Zong Wuyuan was about to fight back, but Fang Yun spoke again.

"After all, Ben Sheng is facing the demon world."

Fang Yun's tone was very insipid, but they only felt that there was a cold autumn in front of them, with iron blood in ten directions and the intention of war straight into the sky.

Many people smiled faintly, not laughing at Zong Wuyuan, but recalling Fang Yun's experience, Fang Yun's credit, and thinking about this sentence again, an unspeakable joy rose in their hearts.

Because Fang Yun is right. Fang Yun is facing the demon world, and behind Fang Yun is the whole Shengyuan continent, which is all Terrans.

Because Fang Yun is in front, everyone can smile anytime and anywhere.

Many people looked at Zong Wuyuan with pity because he was more like the child wearing open crotch pants and holding a wooden sword.

The child doesn't know.