Saint of the Confucian way

Qingjun smiled and said, "OK! You are worthy of being a good man in Qingguo! Since general Xin has such ambition, I will try my best to cooperate! Don't worry. Even if you fail, I will never blame you."

"Thank you, your majesty!" Xin Zhi is grateful on the surface, but sees through everything in his heart. Once he fails, he will certainly carry the black pot for Qing Jun, but for the sake of history, everything is worth it!

Some Qing officials lowered their heads slightly and sighed in their hearts that Qing Jun was becoming less and less responsible. How energetic Qing Jun was in those years, but in recent years, influenced by the state of Wu and Fang Yun, he became more cautious and perfect. In many ways, he was even worse than empress dowager Jing.

Ao Huang, with a black face, thought that he would block the trade between the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea and Qingguo. Qingguo went up to the monarch and down to the officials. He didn't have anything good. Look at the Empress Dowager Jingguo of others. He didn't blame himself for robbing the night pearl in the hall of others.

Ao Huang immediately looked around the main hall of the palace, but finally found nothing.

Above the hall, two dragon chairs stand side by side.

Qingjun turned to Fang Yun and said with a smile, "Fang Xusheng, general Xin is willing to pledge the land of a house on behalf of Qingguo. I don't know if Fang Xusheng can dare to fight?"

Fang Yun nodded and said, "then I will clap my hands with Qing Jun as an oath. As long as I surpass general Xin, this text war will determine the ownership of the land of the ten houses!"

"Good!"

Qingjun and Fang Yun raised their hands together and hit each other with the last two palms.

The two men obviously just clapped their hands, but all officials, including the great Confucian, lowered their heads gently.

Their applause seemed to suddenly add a strange force. The sound was like the collapse of mountains, but it was full of vitality, like spring thunder startling insects.

The sound began to spread in all directions with local holy temples as transit stations.

Not long after, everyone in Qingguo and Jingguo heard the sound of their clapping hands, and the sound also sounded in the holy courtyard.

All those who heard the voice naturally knew that Fang Yun was going to fight with Xin Zhi to decide the ownership of the land of one house.

Most of the scholars in Qingguo are very happy, while most of the scholars in Jingguo are worried, because they compete with each other, and Xinzhi has at least 80% chance of winning!

But the non scholars of the two countries are on the contrary. Qingguo people have long been restrained by Fang Yun's literary name and are afraid of failure. Jingguo people are full of blind confidence in Fang Yun and believe that Fang Yun will win.

In the main hall, Fang Yun said, "in that case, please also invite the literary ministers of the two countries to be witnesses to guide me to communicate with general Xin in the holy temple, connect the literary world of Sun Tzu and enter the 13th cloud ladder of the strategist."

Jiang Hechuan bowed his hand and said, "Lord Xu Sheng, this war is similar to the literary war. It can be closed, open to the outside world, or invite people to watch the war through the article list."

Fang Yun said, "open up, there's no need to cover up. What does general Xin think?"

"I seconded it," said Xin Zhi.

"OK, then start the military road confrontation here. After that, go to the holy temple Confucian war."

Jiang Hechuan said this and looked at Qingguo Wenxiang. At the same time, they took out their official seals and communicated with the holy temple.

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. Then the holy temple projected a white light, turned into a huge hemispherical cover, and fell on the main hall of the palace to protect everyone inside.

The two rays of light fell like water. Fang Yun and Xin Zhi were held up by the egg shield and suspended in the air. The egg shield seemed to be filled with liquid like water, so that they would naturally close their eyes and go to sleep like wandering in the sea.

The two milky lights go straight into Fang Yun and Xin Zhi's eyebrows.

Some readers show pride and send their bodies to the literary world or other places, which takes time and effort, but this "talent projection" can make people's ideas enter many places and consume only a little talent.

The Terran didn't master this strange power at first, but the saints of the Terran finally developed the power of talent projection by studying the sky tree and gathering hundreds of forces.

This is where the Terran is stronger than the demon man, and it is also one of the root causes of the demon man's fear. The demon man has been in contact with Tianshu for thousands of years, but so far he has not been able to study any relevant holy way.

On the projection of talent, there is a more rare "coming of the literary world", which can only be formed at special times, and semi saints should come forward and use it in person.

Scholars can only see the scene of talent projection through the article list, at least raising people.

If the literary world comes, only talented people can watch near the holy temple.

If it were not a major event at the level of the ten countries, the holy courtyard would not form a light curtain for everyone in the ten countries to see, because it costs too much talent, which is generally only when the ten countries hold a national competition every year.

Fang Yun only felt sleepy and fell asleep. I don't know how long later, he suddenly felt cold. He quickly opened his eyes and found himself in a military tent. In front of him was a desk and two rows of officials. The sun at the entrance of the military tent was shining brightly.

The two guards stood face to face at the door of the military tent, looking determined.

Outside the door stood many lower ranking officers.

Fang Yun looked down and found that he was still wearing a Jinshi suit, but there was a layer of standard gold armor outside. There were signs on the armor, which made Fang Yun realize that he was already a third grade governor.

The third grade governor is the highest military officer in a state, commanding 30000 officers and soldiers at least and 50000 at most.

Fang Yun has practiced martial arts with talent for many times. He even knows that the 13th ladder of the strategist actually imitates martial arts with talent, so he calms down immediately.

Fang Yun glanced at the officials, kept everyone's faces and official clothes in mind, and said in a deep voice, "raise the money, point the Mao!"

Goodbye, the nearest general got up, stood upright, held his head high, and said loudly: "Wang yinglu, general of Mingshan army, has seen the governor!"

Wang yinglu said and sat down. The next man stood up and said in a loud voice, "general Su yuankui, the fourth pinping Kou of Hongshan army, has seen the governor!"

"General Jia Lan, the fourth grade of the Luoshan army, met the governor."

"Xue Yue joined the army from Sipin Town army and met the governor."

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Fang Yun quietly listened to everyone's self introduction. All military officials from the fourth grade to the sixth grade were in tents, and all those with the prefix "Zhenjun" were civil servants in the army. They did not participate in the battle and were responsible for all kinds of affairs in the army.

Fang Yun knows the official system of the Terran like the back of his hand. There are 500 people in a battalion, 3000 people as a guard, 10000 people as an army, 30000 to 50000 people as a large army, and more than 50000 people are generally guards.

Through the number and positions of these officials, Fang Yun found out that there were about 30000 troops under his command, all named after the local mountains, and the three four grade generals were also Title generals. Each army had a deputy general from grade five and a town chief from grade six.

The three Title generals are Hanlin.

In addition to the three armies, he also has a 5000 strong Pro Guardian army, led by a top-ranking general, who is a Jinshi.

Each of the three armed forces is divided into three guards, with 3000 people per guard. The commander's six grade guards are Jinshi.

Each guard had six battalions, each with 500 men. Camp school is seven grades, most of them are Ju people, and there are some young Jinshi. But these schools are outside the big account.

Fang Yun quickly made statistics. There are 35000 soldiers on his side, three in the Imperial Academy, plus himself, 37 Jinshi, and more than 200 people. Scholars and children don't need to calculate.