There was a big hole on Ji Zhibai's shoulder. His body slowly leaned forward and finally fell on the steps with a plop. A lot of blood gushed out.
There was deathly silence in front of the Ning'an County Government Office.
No one expected that Fang Yun had tolerated Ji Zhibai for so long, but in the end he ended it with such drastic means.
Fang Yun stood in front of Ji Zhibai's body, gently raised his head, and stood proudly.
"At the literary gathering, I fought with Ji Zhibai. It was a dispute of arrogance, harmless. One must be a little impulsive and courageous to be called a scholar. In the court, it was a dispute of interests. Both sides fought back and forth, each relying on their own abilities, and there was no regret in victory or defeat. After learning of my death, he colluded with people from other countries to seize my family's ancestral property. I can tolerate him; in order to damage my reputation, he used various means to prevent the spread of my poems and articles. I can also tolerate him, but..."
Fang Yun suddenly paused and looked around, like an eagle or a wolf, his eyes seemed to contain the power to judge everything.
No one dared to look him in the eye.
Finally, Fang Yun looked down at Ji Zhibai's body.
"You can embezzle the workshops, you can please the bureaucrats, you can take their credit for yourself, you can attack me as a political enemy, but you slander the hard work of the workers, you destroy the source of human progress, you are breaking the backbone of a country, you are burying the human race, this is as cruel and tyrannical as the demons and barbarians! I can't tolerate it, but God can't!"
boom…
There was suddenly a deafening thunder in the sky, as if it was the wrath of heaven.
After saying that, Fang Yun waved his sleeves and said with disgust: "Throw this filthy fellow into the mass grave and hang his body for three days. Release all the officials imprisoned by Ji Zhibai. All the officials who followed Ji Zhibai to commit atrocities will be stripped of their official uniforms and strictly interrogated! As for you... are you the new prefect of Qingwu Prefecture?"
Fei Chang bent his waist and hunched his back, wiping the sweat off his face with his sleeves, and humbly responded, "I am Fei Chang, the new prefect of Qingwu Prefecture..."
"You are to blame for what happened in Qingwu Prefecture these days. You should submit a letter of apology to the cabinet tomorrow. You should resign if necessary and serve your sentence if necessary." Fang Yun didn't even look at Fei Chang and walked into the county government office.
"Thank you... Lord Xusheng for your grace!" Fei Chang's expression was extremely contradictory.
He was extremely sad. He had barely passed the imperial examination and had been mediocre for many years. It was a rare opportunity for him to become the head of a prefecture, but he had to resign after only three days. His title of prefect for these three days would surely be ridiculed by future generations.
He was also extremely thankful. After all, he was just an insignificant minor scholar, not worthy of Fang Yun's personal targeting. As long as he wrote down his guilt honestly, neither the left prime minister's party nor the opposing forces would pursue and attack him. At most, they would confiscate his property and forbid him from being an official for life.
Fang Yun walked to the threshold of the county government office, raised his foot into the air and suddenly retracted it, then turned around and looked around at the people on the street.
These people also looked at Fang Yun, some were happy, some were relieved, some were in admiration, some were excited, and so on.
Fang Yun smiled faintly and said, "This Saint has something important to discuss. It concerns the fate of the entire Ning'an City. This county government office is too small to accommodate too many people. All the scholars who came from other places to help Ning'an City. All the scholars in Ning'an City, all the officials of Ning'an City, including the head of the village, follow me to the County Academy of Literature."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he walked down the stairs and headed towards the County Academy of Literature.
Many officials and scholars hurriedly followed behind and walked towards the county academy of literature with Fang Yun.
Along the way, everyone greeted 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 Poyue's carriage entered the gate, Guan Yin received news about Fang Yun, and even knew that Ji Zhibai was dead.
"It takes a thousand miles to send charcoal in the snow, but it is difficult to add icing on the cake. Let's go back to the army!"
The ox cart that Zhang Poyue was riding in suddenly turned around and sped towards the north.
Fang Yun had only walked five blocks when a white dragon descended from the sky.
There was a white cloud under each of the white dragon's four claws, floating in the sky. It lowered its head and looked down at Fang Yun, its eyes filled with a sinister coldness.
Fang Yun stopped, looked up at the Dragon King of the Sea, and said, "Ao Cang, we meet again."
Fang Yun did not hide his murderous intent.
There were continuous battles in the three valleys. Although Ao Cang was not the mastermind, he was the first accomplice.
The sky was covered with dark clouds and strong winds blew, making Ning'an City seem as if it was in the middle of a storm.
Ao Cang said angrily: "I have already promised Liu Shan to bring Ji Zhibai to see him. Now how do I explain it to you!"
"What does it have to do with me?" Fang Yun asked back.
"Why don't you even give me a little face! He's just a Jinshi. Aren't my four characters 'Zhenhai Dragon King' worth exchanging for the life of a Jinshi?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.
"Why don't you even give me a little face and question me in public? It's just to take the life of a Jinshi. I have eight characters, 'Xu Sheng Fang Yun' and 'Wen Xing Long Jue'. Isn't it worth it for you, 'Zhen Hai Long Wang', who has only four characters, to let go?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words. Fang Yun's tone was slightly teasing.
Ao Cang stared at Fang Yun blankly, his anger completely disappeared and he was speechless. That expression seemed like he was admitting that what Fang Yun said made more sense!
Seeing Ao Cang's look, many scholars lowered their heads and laughed secretly. If Ao Cang's logic was valid, then Fang Yun's words would be impeccable. Who had more face, the Dragon King of the Sea or Fang Yun? The answer was without a doubt. In front of the leader among the scholars, Ao Cang couldn't even get angry.
"Silly dragon." Yang Xuantong whispered.
Ao Cang tilted his head and stared at Fang Yun for a long time before he mustered up the courage to say, "Things come first and come last. I'm the one who asked you to stop first!"
"No, I was the one who wanted to kill him first, and you came later. If you had shown up before I killed him, I would have given you this face based on the four words 'Dragon King of the Sea'," Fang Yun said seriously.
Ao Cang was silent again, and what Fang Yun said seemed to make sense.
Many scholars laughed in their hearts again.
Ao Cang's expression changed, and finally he swallowed all his dissatisfaction and anger, and said solemnly: "This king will ask on behalf of the West Sea Dragon Saint, Fang Yun, why did you leave the Blood Mang Ancient Land in less than three months?"
"I have found the fragments of the Dragon Slaying Sword."
"Where is the fragment of the Dragon Slaying Sword?"
"In the ancient land of Blood Mang."
Ao Cang was stunned for a moment. Fang Yun's words sounded very reasonable. There was obviously nothing wrong, but he always felt something was wrong.
Ao Cang hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why don't you bring the fragments of the Dragon Slaying Sword to Shengyuan Continent?"
"You in the Dragon Palace didn't give me anything to hold the fragments of the Dragon-Slaying Sword." Fang Yun answered sincerely.
Ao Cang thought for a long time and finally realized that he would never be able to win an argument with scholars, especially the best among them.
Ao Cang said bluntly: "You don't have the fragments of the Dragon Slaying Sword, and you haven't stayed in the Blood Mang Ancient Land for three months. You have failed, and the Four Seas Dragon Palace will deprive you of the title of Wenxing Dragon Lord!"
"Ao Cang, I suggest you go back to the West Sea Dragon Palace and consult the respected West Sea Dragon Saint. You only asked me to find the fragments of the Dragon Slaying Sword, not to bring them back to Shengyuan Continent. If you make trouble here, you will only bring shame to the Dragon Clan."
"Grandpa Long Sheng is in seclusion..." Ao Cang wanted to say something, but suddenly closed his mouth.
"In that case, I will wait for news from other Dragon Palaces. If you are okay, leave first. I have important matters to deal with." Fang Yun said.
Ao Cang thought for a long time and found that it was useless for him to stay here, so he agreed and flew to the West Sea, feeling confused all the way.
(To be continued.)