In the pouring rain, although oxcart A was wrapped tightly, a little rain still seeped into the car.
The raindrops hitting the hood made crackling sounds, but it couldn't cover up the anger of everyone in the car.
A scholar younger than Liu Zicheng said, "We'll be at Yuhai Mansion soon! We'll make Fang Yun a disgrace forever, and then have the left prime minister and other officials take away his title of model scholar! Those who were stripped of their title of model scholar in the past all committed the crime of treason. Once his title is taken away, the palace will be in danger!"
“If the people from Yuhai Mansion dare to stop us, don’t blame us women for being cruel! The two concubines that Zicheng left behind are just right for supporting food expenses. Staying in Yuhai Mansion to accompany Zicheng can also be considered as preserving their chastity. As for the son and daughter, they are the blood of the Liu family after all. They will recognize me as their biological mother in the future, and I will not treat them unfairly.” After Liu Qu finished speaking, she glanced at the man opposite her who looked three points like Liu Zicheng.
Liu Zizhi nodded and said, "Although Zicheng made mistakes, he is my brother after all. He can be beaten and punished. Since Fang Yun forced him to death, I will never let it go unless he goes to Zicheng's grave to admit his mistakes. What's more, my uncle is watching me in the capital! If I can't save the Liu family's reputation, he will definitely not value me as much as before!"
Liu Zizhi had a resolute face and a bright gaze. The frivolity and arrogance of the number one brothel owner in Dayuan Prefecture were all gone. He was much more heroic and mature than Liu Zicheng, but just too gloomy.
“Alas, you were not in Dayuan Mansion, so you don’t know how our Liu family has been living these days. We are stabbed in the backs by others every day. I don’t know how many people call us traitors and rebellious people. Alas... If Fang Yun is not dead, our Liu family can only move away. We can’t stay in Jingguo anymore.” An old man sighed.
"The Liu family has worked hard for 200 years to build this business. How can I, Liu Zizhi, watch it being destroyed by Fang Yun? Today is the day when Fang Yun's infamy will spread across the world!"
The Liu family members in the car all nodded. If Fang Yun didn't die, the Liu family would be accused of harming the great talent of Jing State. The higher Fang Yun's literary rank, the greater the pressure on the Liu family, until they were completely crushed by Fang Yun's literary reputation.
The white clouds passing by in the sky suddenly stopped and then followed over the ox cart.
Above the white clouds, a skinny old man stood there. He seemed to have the power to reverse nature. The storm gradually subsided as it approached him, and there was no wind or rain at all around him.
If you look closely, you will find that there seems to be an invisible umbrella above his head, covering it like a canopy, blocking all external objects.
The gaze of Emperor Wenzong Luo Jingting was colder than the rain. He looked at the word "Liu" on the ox cart and snorted coldly.
"You are so lucky. Even if it was ten years earlier, you would have died by now. Go back."
As soon as Luo Jingting finished speaking, the heaven and earth within a hundred miles shook slightly, and the vitality was drained away. Then a strange force fell on the two armored ox carts. Then the two armored ox carts turned around and returned to Dayuan Mansion.
The car was clearly turning and changing direction, but the people in the car didn't notice any problem at all and were still cursing Fang Yun.
As they kept cursing, they felt tired and didn't think it was a problem that they were late for Yuhai Mansion. They completely lost the concept of time.
Luo Jingting's "Rise to the Top" flew through the air at a very fast speed and flew close to Yuhai City. He swept his eyes and his gaze fell on the tower of the South Sub-City, and rushed over. He slowly fell down, and the people of Qing inside were sneering and mocking.
"What? Fang Maocai doesn't dare to speak? He is so majestic. He forced a famous family to such a state. He is worthy of being called a role model of scholars?"
"Although Liu Zicheng was wrong, he would never kill anyone. You are using the example of a scholar to pressure him. Who can bear it? The only way to protest is to die!"
"The loyal and brave Liu family has been humiliated like this. The scholars of Qing country must seek justice for him!"
The people of Jing were furious. Since Liu Zicheng was dead, there would be no evidence against him. Even if they praised Liu Zicheng as a role model of literature, others would not be able to say anything, because unless Liu Zicheng committed the heinous crime of treason, the dead were the greatest and should not be disparaged too much.
If the Jing State government conducted a thorough investigation afterwards and convicted Liu Zicheng of murder, these people would definitely slander Fang Yun immediately and would not even let the dead go.
The scholar's tongue is sharper than a sword.
Fang Yun said decisively: "It's ridiculous. This kind of thing will never happen."
A Qing citizen laughed and said, "Of course the Liu family can't get here, because you will instigate the soldiers of Yuhai Mansion to intercept them. But let's wait and see what will happen to the Liu family in the end. Alas, the Liu family is just a small and famous family, how can it be a rival to the model of a country!"
All the people of Jing felt a chill in their hearts, realizing that the Liu family's intentions were more terrifying than they had previously thought.
Just as Fang Yun was about to speak, the skinny Luo Jingting slowly walked into the tower and said slowly, "Who said Fang Yun forced the Liu family to beg for mercy? You are spreading rumors to confuse the people. Slap your mouth!"
Luo Jingting's voice was obviously not loud, but to everyone's ears, every word was like the whistling wind and every sentence was like the surging waves.
Six consecutive crisp slaps were heard, and the six people from Qing, including Shijun's first disciple, were all knocked flying by the invisible slaps. The six people crashed into the wall of the city wall, their mouths full of blood, and their left cheeks were purple and swollen, but they were too scared to say a word.
Everyone looked at Luo Jingting in horror. Only a great scholar could speak as fast as the wind, but Emperor Wenzong could speak as fast as the tide. Just a few words he said could convey profound meaning and possessed terrifying power.
Feng Yuanjun recognized him immediately and bowed respectfully, saying, "Student Feng Zimo, greetings to Emperor Jingting Wenzong!"
Everyone hurriedly followed suit and bowed.
"Greetings to Master Wenzong..."
After becoming a country's literary leader, he can scold the tyrant emperor and the ministers, and no one can stop him unless he is half-saint.
When the six people who were beaten and vomiting blood heard that it was Emperor Jingting Wenzong, they were so scared that their bones went limp and they tried their best to stand up. However, one of them could not stand up at all, so he simply knelt down to greet him. Even though he was injured, he did not dare to sit on the ground.
The name "Lazy Literary Master" became well-known not because Luo Jingting was really lazy, but because when Luo Jingting became a great scholar, he had to go to the border to guard for three years for military merit, so he went to a border town on the border of Linman, one of the Three Barbarians.
But on the first day at the Linman border, Luo Jingting did not even enter the border town, but went into the Linman alone. Within three days, he wiped out nearly a hundred barbarian tribes, large and small, near the border town. More than 200,000 barbarians were killed, and three great barbarian kings who were equivalent to great Confucian scholars were killed. The barbarians under the great barbarian kings suffered countless casualties.
After returning to the border town, the commander was shocked and asked him why he did this. Luo Jingting replied: "Three years is too long. I am too lazy to stay here. I will wait here for three days. You send someone to ask the surrounding barbarians if they can refrain from invading our human race within three years. If any tribe says no, I will go and ask again in person."
As a result, all the surrounding Lin Man promised not to appear within a hundred miles of the border town within three years. Luo Jingting returned to the Holy Academy after staying for three days.
Not only did no barbarian tribe dare to invade that border town in the past three years, but even now no large group of barbarians dare to approach it.
The name of the lazy scholar spread, and after Luo Jingting became Emperor Wenzong, he became known as the lazy Emperor Wenzong.
It was said that Luo Jingting was as unreasonable as the demon barbarians, and could use laziness as an excuse to quickly resolve any issue. Therefore, the people of Qing were terrified, fearing that they would violate Luo Jingting's taboos and be punished.
After everyone paid their respects, Prefect Dong asked, "I wonder what Lord Wenzong has come to do for you?"
Luo Jingting glanced at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Fang Yun. He smiled slightly and said, "I came from the Holy Academy. I have something important to discuss with you. Let's go out and discuss it in detail."
"I'm Fang Yun. Am I mistaken for someone else?" Fang Yun asked as he walked.
Luo Jingting said lazily: "On the tower, you are the only one who can make me come!"
The people of Jing were convinced, while the people of Qing were very unconvinced, but they could only continue to be unconvinced.
Luo Jingting walked out of the city gate and suddenly stopped. He turned around and looked at the six people from Qing who were leaning against the wall. He said, "After the literary gathering is over, the six of you will go to Yuye City in southern Xinjiang and serve in the army for five years." After that, he turned and left.
The six people from Qing stayed there helplessly. Yuye City was the border town that Luo Jingting had visited that year. The people in Yuye City regarded Luo Jingting as their patron saint. They would definitely be miserable if they went there.
Fang Yun followed Luo Jingting towards the city wall.
"I wonder what Lord Wenzong wants to see me about?" Fang Yun asked.
Luo Jingting walked over and asked, "Do you have the manuscript of the Three Character Classic?"
Fang Yun was stunned, thinking that this Emperor Wen actually came all the way here to ask for his manuscript, so... should he give it to him or not
"Why can't you speak?" Luo Jingting looked back at Fang Yun's expression and couldn't help laughing. "Before leaving the Holy Court, I took a look at your... thing. It seems that someone fought to steal your manuscript. But don't worry, I dare not steal this "Three Character Classic". Lord Dongsheng sent me to get the original manuscript of "Three Character Classic" to put it in the Holy Hall."
"What!" Fang Yun couldn't help but screamed in surprise. He knew too well the significance of putting the "Three Character Classic" into the Temple of All Saints. Only masterpieces or holy objects that could greatly enhance the luck of the human race could be placed in the Temple of All Saints. It was said to suppress the luck so that the luck of the human race would not be lost, and it also had a mysterious effect.
Even poems and articles that are famous all over the world are not qualified to be placed in the Hall of All Saints. Once "Three Character Classic" enters the Hall of All Saints, it will definitely be a terrifying and great achievement.
Fang Yun had read in unofficial history that there were other benefits to joining the Holy Temple, but he didn't know what the specific benefits were. The person who wrote the unofficial history said that even great scholars would go crazy for it.
"What? You lost your manuscript?" Luo Jingting asked with a smile.
"Yes, of course! Come on, I'll take you home to get it." Fang Yun said.
Luo Jingting said: "Yuhai City is so big that the literary gathering will probably be over if we go there and back. Where is your home? Show me." As he spoke, he grabbed forward and vital energy surged, gathering into a picture of Yuhai City that was ten feet square. From a flat lake to a small house, everything was lifelike.
Fang Yun looked carefully and found that there were still people coming and going.
Fang Yun pointed to his home. The further his finger moved forward, the more enlarged the place he pointed to became. In the end, the entire Fang family compound occupied a map that was ten feet square.
Nunu was playing with a butterfly in the yard, but suddenly he looked up, looked at the sky, and then continued playing with the butterfly.
"I didn't expect you actually raised a fox." Luo Jingting waved his hand, the Yuan Qi image shattered, and then Pingbu Qingyun appeared under his feet, carrying Fang Yun and flying rapidly to the Fang family.
The scenery on the ground quickly receded, and in just a dozen breaths, the two of them appeared above the Fang family and slowly fell down.
.(To be continued..)