Fang Yun had just taken office as governor for a few days when he first wrote a poem at the Yueyang Tower. He then conducted pilot projects with the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Criminal Justice and the Supervisory Council. He then resolved the issue of the papermaking workshop. No matter what actions he took, they all pointed to one word: stability.
If Xiangzhou is not stable, nothing can be accomplished.
The reason why Fang Yun went on a secret visit was to find out the factors that caused the instability in Xiangzhou, and then solve them step by step. After he had completely established himself in Xiangzhou, he would remove the big nails such as Qingjiang Trading Company and Qingguan one by one.
Therefore, Fang Yun does not want to touch Ge Yiming now. It can even be said that it is the county magistrate's job to touch Ge Yiming first, and it is the governor's job to uproot Qingjiang Trading Company in Xiangzhou.
However, Fang Yun did not expect that even if he did not cause trouble for Qingjiang Trading Company, the minions of Qingjiang Trading Company would actually take the initiative to cause trouble for him.
Seeing Fang Yun so calm, Qiu Xiucai became even more furious and said, "You little boy, you actually said such arrogant words. Today, I will let you know that Xiangzhou belongs to my Qingjiang Company! Go ahead, beat him up, and then let him write a poem with his own blood!"
After Qiu Xiucai finished speaking, he and everyone else rushed towards Fang Yun, waving their fists.
At the same time, Zhang Zongshi and his two friends appeared at the back of the alley. Zhang Zongshi’s two friends looked timid, but Zhang Zongshi shouted, “Stop! In broad daylight, how dare you beat up a student!” After that, he rushed over to help Fang Yun.
Unfortunately, Zhang Zongshi was more than ten feet away from Fang Yun. Before he could take a few steps, several people led by Qiu Xiucai had already rushed to Fang Yun.
"How dare you!" Fang Yun just opened his mouth slightly, and a thunder-like sound exploded.
Qiu Xiucai was shocked to find that the little boy in front of him suddenly had a mighty power in his eyes, and the slight movement of his lips and teeth could stir up the world. The whole person became extremely tall and majestic, as if occupying the entire field of vision. Finally, Qiu Xiucai felt a little dizzy, as if he could no longer see the full appearance of the person in front of him.
Afterwards, Qiu Xiucai saw the world in front of him shattered like a mirror. He felt his whole body being hit, his throat felt sweet, and he flew backwards with blood spurting out.
puff…
The eight people surrounding Fang Yun flew backwards in all directions. Some hit the wall, while others flew several feet before landing on the stone road.
Inside the alley, the scene was tragic.
Qiu Xiucai's eyes went dark and he lost consciousness, but his vision soon brightened and he returned to normal. He found that he had hit his head against the wall, his whole body was numb and in great pain. He could not move at all. He could only see the little boy in front of him slowly walking towards him.
Blood was slowly flowing from the corners of Qiu Xiucai's mouth, and his eyes were filled with fear. It was not until this time that he finally understood that this person was definitely not a student, but a person of extremely high literary status, otherwise it would be impossible for him to trigger the vitality of heaven and earth with just one word.
“Hmm…” Qiu Xiucai wanted to speak, but his body was out of control and he couldn’t open his mouth.
Fang Yun extended his index finger, dipped it in the blood at the corner of Qiu Xiucai's mouth, and said, "This time, you are the ones lying down because of the blockage, so I won't write a new poem. I will rewrite the old poem I wrote last time in the way you said, dipped in your blood."
As Fang Yun spoke, he wrote on the opposite side with Qiu Xiucai's blood.
"I slept through the spring without knowing the dawn..."
The words became lighter and lighter, and when the last word was written, the bloodstain was almost invisible. However, each word had a strange power, as if it was standing on the wall.
After the eight people who were besieging Fang Yun flew out, Zhang Zongshi, who was far away, was so scared that he stopped and stared at Fang Yun blankly. He didn't react until Fang Yun finished writing the first sentence. Also, because Fang Yun was blocking him, he didn't know what he had written.
Seeing those five words, Qiu Xiucai was stunned at first, and then endless fear welled up in his eyes. He was like a traveler stuck in a quagmire, and had completely lost the will to survive.
As a scholar, no matter how stupid you are, you know that the author of this poem is Fang Yun. No matter how stupid you are, you should also know that except Fang Yun, no one in the world dares to say that this is a poem they wrote.
Mr. Qiu suddenly remembered what he had said before, and then remembered what happened to Fang Yun in Ji County. Back then, Fang Yun was indeed blocked in an alley and beaten by people sent by Liu Zicheng, and he was knocked unconscious the day before the Tongsheng examination.
Until now, the brothers Liu Zicheng and Liu Zizhi have been the objects of ridicule by human beings everywhere, and their stigma is second only to Ji Zhibai.
Qiu Xiucai did not expect that Fang Yun, though so young, had already reached the third level of calligraphy and his every word had become as good as bone.
Qiu Xiucai was so angry that more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
After Fang Yun finished writing the first sentence, he turned around and walked to Qiu Xiucai. He stretched out his hand to poke the corner of Qiu Xiucai's mouth, dipped his hand in blood and smiled, "You deliberately spit out more blood to let me finish this poem. It's really polite."
The power of ink turning into bones made the five words "Spring sleep does not know the dawn" stand on the wall. Behind Fang Yun, Zhang Zongshi and the two people behind him saw the words, and they were all stunned when they remembered what Fang Yun had said before.
"He... He said he wrote Spring Dawn? Could it be..."
The three people were stunned.
Afterwards, Fang Yun dipped his finger in Qiu Xiucai's blood and wrote the complete "Spring Dawn" on the wall.
Qiu Xiucai looked at the "Spring Dawn" written with his own blood, his heart filled with regret. He wished he could just hit his head against his head and die here, which would be better than leaving behind a thousand years of infamy.
Suddenly, Fang Yun shook his head helplessly, and the Seal of Prince Ji appeared in his hand.
A majestic voice sounded, somewhat similar to Fang Yun's voice, but also somewhat different.
"Who is our friend and who is our enemy? This is the primary question!"
The sound carried great power and spread in all directions, soon spreading throughout the city.
Most people were just curious after hearing it, but the scholars were very happy after hearing it. Once the Voice of the Holy Way was formed, the status of Baling City would rise, and under the influence of the Voice of the Holy Way, the people of Baling City would also benefit.
Only a few scholars recognized that it was Fang Yun's voice. Some were happy, while others were unhappy.
The restaurant that Fang Yun went to before was originally very lively, but after the voice of the Holy Way appeared, everyone was stunned.
"This... this voice doesn't seem to be the voice of Fang Tongsheng, but how come his words suddenly became the voice of the Holy Way?"
"Generally speaking, only when a famous saying appears for the first time will it trigger the Sound of the Holy Way. Fang Tongsheng clearly said it earlier, how come someone else snatched the Sound of the Holy Way away?"
"There is a problem here. If you put your heads together, maybe you can find the problem."
"Do you feel that although this voice is not Fang Tongsheng's, it sounds familiar?"
"Huh? That's right, this person's voice does sound familiar, everyone, think about it."
"I remember now! It's Fang Xusheng! The owner of this Holy Sound is Fang Xusheng!"
"I understand! That Fang Tongsheng is Fang Xusheng in disguise!"
"If it's Fang Xusheng, then it makes sense! Before, Fang Xusheng was just chatting with us, but I didn't expect his words to be as powerful as gold. In order to prevent his identity from being exposed, he used the power of the Holy Temple to suppress him temporarily. Now he can't suppress it anymore, so he released him."
"Since there is the sound of the Holy Way, then wouldn't the shadow of a dragon gate appear in the Yangtze River? Let's go and take a look!"
Everyone in the restaurant rushed out, and the restaurant owner followed them excitedly, but after running a few steps, he suddenly stopped, froze for a moment, and then let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
"Don't leave! Pay the bill first!"
.(To be continued.)