Fang Yun put away the official seal, shook his head gently, and smiled.
"Jing'an, this kid, took Zhang Wankong's bragging seriously. Fortunately, I knew that this kind of thing would never happen, so I never mentioned it. Otherwise, I would have become a laughing stock in the Confucius and literary world, and even in the human race."
Fang Yun thought to himself as he sat in the carriage and closed his eyes to rest.
This time, Fang Yun was not reading, but was deducing the upcoming march and the movements of the barbarians.
The barbarians here are different from those in Shengyuan Continent and the Demon Realm. They seem to be influenced by Confucius's literary world and are more willing to use human methods to win, which is very similar to the barbarians domesticated by humans.
Thinking of this, Fang Yun suddenly realized that there might be another mystery behind the literary world of Confucius, and it was not just for the purpose of training literary people for fighting.
The situation along the way was almost the same as before. Neither the generals of the Lumen Army nor the Jingnan Army talked to Fang Yun.
The only change was that the attitude of the soldiers around Fang Yun changed, and they had a little more respect for Fang Yun.
Fang Yun didn't know the specific marching plan, but at night, based on the direction the team was heading, he basically guessed the situation.
"Before, the team would find the fastest way to advance, often passing through some wasteland or hills, and would not stop at some cities. But now, they should only take the relatively safe official roads, from one city to another, and then to the next city. As long as they rest near the city, with the protection of the holy temple, the barbarians will never dare to attack. This will not only reduce fatigue and casualties, but also prevent morale collapse. However, this will delay many days, and I'm afraid it will take at least six or seven days to arrive."
The army arrived in Dingnan County smoothly and then camped outside the city.
Marquis Lumen learned from yesterday's lesson and stayed in the military camp. He only accepted visits from the Dingnan County Magistrate and never went into the city to attend the banquet.
The next morning, as the soldiers finished their breakfast and prepared to leave, Fang Yun's tongue burst into a spring thunder.
"Year after year my hair has turned white, and soon spring comes again.
Why do Fujian and Guangdong keep guests here for nothing? Time is ruthless and never lends leniency.
I am loyal to my country and shed tears for my loved ones.
"My lonely and intense feelings are hard to dispel, so I just put the five pungent vegetables on the golden plate."
As soon as the news spread, the scholars in Dingnan County rushed to tell each other and cheered.
"Zhang Mingzhou left his poems in my Dadingnan!"
However, Wei Changxian, who was about to mount his horse, waved his whip and whipped the horse frantically.
The warhorse kept stepping forward to dodge and screaming.
After being whipped dozens of times, Wei Changxian finally calmed down and thought carefully about the poem. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
The first couplet is not unique, it is the poet lamenting that year after year, the white hair keeps increasing, the war is in a hurry. Spring has come again.
The second couplet made Wei Changxian quite angry, as if the poet was saying: "What has happened to make me stay in Fujian and Guangdong as an idler? Time is cruel and unforgiving, and I don't want to waste my good years here." The implication is that he was still criticizing Marquis Lumen for keeping Marquis Zhujiang in the army as an idle guest.
The second couplet expresses Fang Yun's true feelings. He clearly has a loyal heart and wants to serve his country, but now he has nothing to do and can only miss his family with tears.
In the last couplet, the poet's loneliness was so intense that he could not control it. He had to cook some dishes and eat them alone to relieve his emotions.
Wei Changxian wanted to find Fang Yun to argue. On the surface, this poem is just about grief and indignation, but the words used are very vicious. "Empty guest" directly refers to the fact that Lumen Hou does not know how to employ people and even implies that he cannot lead troops, while "two lines of clear tears" are obviously exaggerated. Lumen Hou's incompetence makes him unable to serve his country and he is angry and crying. In the end, he can only pretend to miss his relatives.
Wei Changxian gnashed his teeth, but felt powerless. This poem was too cunning. Even a great marquis was crying. He could only eat and drink to suppress his emotions. What else could they say
"This bastard, I didn't expect him to be more and more sympathetic! He is simply a scoundrel among the literati!" Wei Changxian cursed in a low voice.
The army left Dingnan County and continued on their way, passing Heping County. Fang Yun originally thought that the army would go to Heyuan County in the south, because if they went to the south, they would reach Zhucheng as early as possible. However, in this case, the army would not be able to arrive in the evening, but would have to wait until the early morning.
However, the army headed southeast to Longchuan County so that they could set up camp early, but this delayed them for a full half day.
Because they chose this path, the team was not attacked by the barbarians.
After resting for a night in Longchuan County, the army headed to Heyuan County. Before leaving, another tongue-like spring thunder exploded in the sky.
"Every inch of the mountains and rivers is worth a lot of money.
Who is responsible for the power of separation
Dujuan bows again with tears of sorrow for the sky,
Jingwei has an endless desire to fill the sea."
In Longchuan County, scholars were delighted.
"Zhang Mingzhou left a poem!"
Wei Changxian was so angry that he drew out his sword, raised it high, and chopped it down heavily.
puff…
The horse's head flew up and blood splattered everywhere.
"Zhang Longxiang, don't go too far!" Wei Changxian couldn't help but roared like thunder.
Xun Tianling looked in the direction of Fang Yun and sighed, "A person who can write such a poem would never go against his race."
Marquis Lumen, who was not far away, turned a blind eye, but tightened his grip on the horsewhip, with a fierce look flashing in his eyes. This poem was more aggressive than the previous one, and it was directed directly at the King of Chu!
Every inch of Chu's mountains and rivers is as precious as gold, but now it has been divided up by the barbarians. Whose fault is this? The poet is like a cuckoo calling for Chu to regain its glory. He will not stop even if he cries until he vomits blood. He will also be like a Jingwei bird carrying small stones to fill the sea, and will not give up until he achieves his goal.
Marquis Lu Men's face turned pale. Zhang Longxiang had been imprisoned for ten years, and the loss of a large area of land in Chuhe was naturally not his fault. He could only blame the King of Chu and the generals of Chu. Moreover, this poem had a deeper meaning. If the expedition against the barbarians failed, it would not be the responsibility of Zhang Longxiang, who was like a guest. However, Zhang Longxiang would not admit defeat and would insist on pacifying the barbarians.
The army went to Heyuan, and after arriving there, it set out east again, arriving at Zijin County at night and staying overnight.
The next morning, just as the cook was lighting a fire to cook, a voice like spring thunder exploded, but the person who spoke was not Fang Yun, but Grand Secretary Lu Menhou.
"From today on, in order to prevent the barbarians from spying, no one is allowed to speak out loudly, otherwise they will be executed immediately for leaking secrets!"
Wei Changxian breathed a sigh of relief, and all the soldiers in the army also breathed a sigh of relief. If Fang Yun wrote a poem every day, even a heart of iron would not be able to bear it, and one day Lu Menhou would be mad.
"such a pity… "
Fang Yun let out a long sigh, which made the driver and the surrounding soldiers laugh and cry.
The army marched forward and camped in Haifeng County at night.
In the middle of the night, Fang Yun was reading as usual, but a voice came into his ears.
"I am Lei Tingzhen, a great scholar, and I am here to visit Zhang Mingzhou with the goodwill of the Zong family, Gu family, and Lei family of Shengyuan Continent."
Fang Yun was stunned, his hairs on his body stood up, cold sweat dripped down his back, and countless thoughts popped up in his mind, one of which was the most terrifying. Did the Lei family and the Zong family discover him? Are they here to destroy his Sanshang Book Mountain
However, this thought was fleeting and Fang Yun's expression returned to calm.
"Please come in." Fang Yun said in a low voice.
The door of the carriage opened and a man covered in black entered the carriage.
.(To be continued.)