"You... can't hold on any longer. Grand Maesters can indeed stay awake for years, but they are still mortals after all, and it will still have a bad effect on their bodies."
"Yes, Lord. Anyway, we have dealt with the Giant Elephant Army. You can have a good sleep."
"It's okay to sleep for two hours."
Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "No, I'm in a hurry and can't sleep. You guys continue." After that, Fang Yun took out another book and flipped through it quickly. After reading it, he closed his eyes. It seemed that he was resting his eyes, but in fact he was recalling and reviewing the contents of the book.
When the generals of the Pearl River Army saw this scene, they felt deeply moved and wondered why a great scholar was in a hurry
Move forward for the human race and race against the monsters!
The generals were filled with respect.
"Your Majesty, the honor you received today is well-deserved."
The battle on the wall of Liangjie Mountain continued. Fang Yun would only take action when the Pearl River Army was in danger. The rest of the time he would sit on Pingbu Qingyun and read.
When Fang Yun read the profound passages written by great scholars, he would often ponder for a long time. If he found it difficult to understand, he would hold the book in his hand, walk down the stairs, and slowly walk behind the Pearl River Army, thinking as he walked.
The holy path is extremely difficult.
After walking for a while, Fang Yun still couldn't figure out the holy path, so he had to sigh, give up thinking, and prepare to breathe fresh air and look around.
Soon, Fang Yun found himself at the top of Liangjie Mountain City. There was no fresh air here, and the smell of blood was everywhere.
The official seal moved slightly. Fang Yun stopped and held the seal.
Then I saw a group of black wild geese flying out, turning into black words in front of me, floating in the air.
Fang Yun looked at the time and shook his head helplessly. The letter Zhang Jing'an wrote to him several days ago had only arrived in his hands now. After all, there were two realms between them, and the letters between the Two Realms Mountain and the outside world needed to go through layers of review by the Holy Academy. Unless it was an expedited letter, it would take several days.
"I am here to pay my respects to you, Dad, and congratulate you on creating a war poem that has been passed down through the ages, making you the first person in our literary world to do so. When I learned about this, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep, so I wrote this letter to you at night. I won't say too much polite words, I will just tell you about some recent events."
"The rules of Zhurong Academy are strict, but in Jing'an's opinion, the most terrifying thing is not the rules of the academy, but the class status and prejudice of the Chu State. Our Zhang family is also a high-ranking family, but the children from powerful families never talk to me. Even if I take the initiative to make friends with them, I will end up in disgrace. There were several times when I talked to them, but they laughed at me and said I was lying, insulting my grandfather for not planting the flag of the Pearl River Army on Liangjie Mountain."
"Those children from ordinary families didn't associate with me. They didn't dare to laugh at me in person, but they always said bad things about me behind my back, saying that I was a stinky dung collector and a disgrace to scholars. The child was very angry at first, but then he thought about it and was no longer angry, because that experience was my most precious wealth. Even Dean Ma said he envied my experience."
"However, not all people are evil. I have made several good friends in the academy. Some of them are from noble families, and some are from ordinary poor families. They are not affected by family background or rumors. We study and play together. Of course, we have quarrels, but we will make up quickly."
"Of course, there are some particularly annoying people, like the children of some families such as Marquis Qishan, Marquis Lumen, and Prince Jing, who always tease me. But don't worry, I won't suffer any loss. After all, I am the grandson of Zhang Wankong and the son of Zhang Longxiang!"
Seeing this, Fang Yun sighed inwardly. Zhang Jing'an only knew how to report good news and not bad news at such a young age. The battle between him and Marquis Lumen, Gou Bao and even the King of Chu was almost a life-and-death one, and they had already torn their faces apart. Those children related to them must have humiliated Zhang Jing'an a lot in Zhurong Academy. It can even be imagined that they knocked over Zhang Jing'an's food, bumped into him and even humiliated him in person. However, Zhang Jing'an only wrote the word "teasing".
Fang Yun could see the sadness between the lines of Zhang Jing'an's words. He could see that a child was unwilling to be bullied but did not want to disturb his father who was fighting for the human race in Liangjie Mountain.
"Father, I have always wanted to ask, why is it that although we are all classmates, we can always be ranked higher and lower?"
"Speaking of scavenging excrement, the days when I was learning how to be a man from you were the most tiring, coldest, and hungriest days. But the most difficult days were when I was the head of the pavilion. I don't want to say anything to annoy you, but I still don't accept it. I just want to check the pharmacy. Why did those sons of nobles slap me? The most humiliating thing in my life is not bowing to you or begging for food from other people's homes, but rewriting the notice. I didn't dare to touch the black hands behind the scenes, and only dared to put all the blame for the fake medicine on the quack doctor."
"Well, I'm being disappointing again. I shouldn't have said such things, but someone mentioned that incident a few days ago, and it hurt my heart. I can't let it go, and I can't find anyone to talk to, so I can only talk about it in this letter. Please bear with me."
"Okay, let's not talk about the bad things, let's talk about the good things. In the freshman monthly test last month, I moved up ten places. The thing I regret most now is that I didn't study hard back then. It's really sad to see those kids younger than me learn more than me. But I didn't get discouraged and I kept working hard!"
"I won't say much, but I'll ask you one last favor. Please raise the flag of the Pearl River Army on the top of Liangjie Mountain. Let those who say I'm a liar know that my family didn't lie. I can raise the flag of the Pearl River Army on Liangjie Mountain!"
After reading to the end, Fang Yun smiled slightly. At the end of each letter Zhang Jing'an sent, he would mention the flag of the Pearl River Army.
Fang Yun put away the official seal when five scholars in gray robes happened to pass by him. They were holding some ordinary mechanical parts in their hands and were sending them to the elevator for the workers to repair.
The five people nodded gently to Fang Yun, and Fang Yun nodded in return.
Fang Yun was about to walk back when he felt someone pulling his clothes, so he stopped and looked back. The young scholar named Du Ling was looking at him with a smile.
Fang Yun knew that the gray robe couldn't speak, so he smiled and said, "If you have anything to say, write it down on the paper."
Du Ling blushed, put down the mechanical parts in his hand, lowered the baffle in front of his chest, and took out paper and pen to write.
"Are you better or is Fang Xusheng better?"
Fang Yun was stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and didn't know how to answer Du Ling.
Du Ling lowered his head and wrote quickly: "We all think Fang Xusheng is amazing, but recently some people have been saying that Fang Xusheng is more talented than you, but when it comes to military poetry, he is definitely not as good as you. I just want to know, who is more amazing between the two of you."
Fang Yun said helplessly: "Fang Xusheng is so talented that I can never reach his level." He felt extremely awkward after saying that.
A bright smile appeared on Du Ling's face, then he nodded vigorously and continued writing.
"You know that we gray robes cannot talk, and I don't know Fang Xusheng. You are so famous now, you must be able to communicate with Fang Xusheng. Then can you send a letter to Fang Xusheng and ask him if he can write a war poem that will enhance the loyalty of the people?"
Fang Yun looked at Du Ling, at the gray robe he was wearing, and a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.
However, Du Ling was always smiling, and his eyes were clearer than crystal.
.(To be continued.)