Seeing that Lord Qing was actually smiling smugly, the great scholars of Qing Kingdom sighed inwardly. It turned out that this king was still not as good as the Void Sage. Fang Yun was turning this political incident into a romantic affair. Whenever someone on the discussion board used this matter to ridicule Jing Kingdom or Fang Yun, others would counterattack by saying that Lord Qing was saving his confidante, thus completely defusing the so-called incident of Qingjiang Commercial Bank welcoming Lord Qing.
However, none of these great scholars could stand up to refute. After all, Fang Yun did not attack Qing Jun. He was just making a normal joke, and he knew the right measure very well.
Some great scholars looked at Fang Yun with extremely complicated expressions. If Fang Yun was born in Qing Kingdom, he would probably be a disciple of the Zongsheng now. Moreover, the human race would have no place in Jing Kingdom. Qing Kingdom would surely become the strongest country of the human race with an unstoppable momentum. With the youngest semi-saint Mo Ju in front and the current number one genius Fang Yun in the back, they would lead all countries to fight against the monsters and barbarians, and their stories would be sung for eternity.
Unfortunately, Fang Yun is now standing opposite to Qing Kingdom, obstructing Zongsheng’s grand plan.
The two have not yet fought directly, but they have already caused a turbulent situation and chaos in the world.
Fang Yun continued, "Jokes aside, I am very grateful to you all for coming to Baling City and participating in this literary gathering. Before the literary gathering officially begins, a Dongting banquet will be held. I hope you all will drink and chat, talk about autumn, and taste delicious food together. This first glass of wine..."
Fang Yun raised his glass and wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted by Zong Wuyuan, the right vice minister of the Ministry of Rites of Qing State, who came as an attendant to King Qing.
"There is one thing I don't understand. Why don't you wait for Zhang Mingzhou, the most important person in this literary gathering?" Zong Wuyuan stood up from his seat.
Everyone looked at the middle-aged man.
As the son of Zong Ganyu and grandson of Zong Sheng, no one would scold him for being rude even though he was only a Hanlin.
Fang Yun's gaze fell on Zong Wuyuan's face. This man had a square face, a high nose bridge, and bronze skin. He looked similar to his good friend Zong Wude. His eyes reflected the water of Dongting Lake in the distance, bright and clear.
"Brother Zong, how have you been since we parted in Baling that year?" Fang Yun smiled slightly, not at all angry that Zong Wuyuan interrupted him.
Before Fang Yunwen defeated ten Jinshi in the battle of Xiangzhou, he had met Qingjun and Zong Wuyuan. At that time, Zong Wuyuan made sarcastic remarks, but was easily counterattacked by Fang Yunwen. Later, because Mo Nu appeared and sucked away the holy blood ink ingot from Zong Wuyuan's body, the two became enemies.
In fact, before the two met for the first time, they had already had a conflict because of Zong Wude. Zong Wude formed a deep friendship with Fang Yun in Shengxu, reflected on the Zong family's strategy, and his attitude towards Zong Wuyuan changed. As a result, Zong Wuyuan believed that Fang Yun was alienating the brothers and personally wrote an article to criticize Fang Yun.
As a result, Fang Yun successfully passed the imperial examination and formed the text of heaven's will. In order to avoid the text of heaven's will, Zong Wuyuan had to use the treasure bestowed by Zong Sheng to resolve it, otherwise the literary courage would inevitably be broken.
Whether it is the treasure bestowed by the patriarch or the holy blood ink ingot, they are extremely rare.
The Holy Blood Ink Ingot is made from the blood of the Demon Saint, which consumes at least three drops of holy blood. The materials used are all rare divine objects. Even the Saint of the Sect only has a dozen or so ingots at most. In the end, they were bought by Mo Nu and Fang Yun.
Zong Wuyuan recalled the past events without changing his expression. He said solemnly, "I have admired Zhang Mingzhou for a long time. This literary gathering is a competition between you and him. If he doesn't come, no one can drink this wine!"
The eyes of the people of Jing country who were present gradually turned cold. This must be one of the means used by the people of Qing country to pave the way for Zhang Longxiang's arrival and use various means to disturb Fang Yun's mind. As a virtual saint, the governor of two states and the initiator of this literary gathering, it would definitely not be a good thing for Fang Yun to be embarrassed by Zong Wuyuan at this time.
If Fang Yun had not refuted Zong Wuyuan, resulting in the inability to drink the wine, then this matter would have caused people to question it. If he couldn't even drink a glass of wine in his own territory, what else could Fang Yun do
Fang Yun didn't say anything. He shook his hand and pushed the wine glass in front of Zong Wuyuan. Zong Wuyuan didn't know what Fang Yun was going to do, so he had to reach out to take it.
"The Dongting Banquet has already begun. Zhang Mingzhou is late. Since you admire him, you should drink three glasses of wine on his behalf," Fang Yun gave the order without any hesitation.
Zong Wuyuan was speechless. He didn't expect Fang Yun to resort to such a trick. His plan was very good, to use Zhang Longxiang as an excuse. Even if he couldn't interrupt the Dongting Banquet, he could at least make things difficult for Fang Yun. But now he was stumped by Fang Yun instead.
Zong Wuyuan believed that Fang Yun didn't know much about Zhang Longxiang, so he brought up the uncertain factor of Zhang Longxiang to make Fang Yun unsure of how to deal with it, thus disrupting his formation.
But now Fang Yun cut the Gordian knot, without considering any other possibilities, and directly concluded that Zhang Longxiang was late and could not participate in the Dongting Banquet, and instead switched the identities of the two.
If Zhang Longxiang had not been late and had arrived at Yueyang Tower immediately, Zong Wuyuan could naturally counterattack Fang Yun, but the problem was that Zong Wuyuan had no idea where Zhang Longxiang was.
Zong Wuyuan was a little confused. He had to either say that Zhang Longxiang was not late, or admit that Zhang Longxiang was late and drink three cups as a punishment, thus becoming a laughing stock.
"Why is Fang Xusheng so sure that Zhang Mingzhou will be late? Maybe he is around Yueyang Tower right now, but he just doesn't show up. Since he doesn't show up, the banquet cannot start." Zong Wuyuan began to think of a way to get out.
"Zhang Longxiang only said he would attend the Mid-Autumn Festival, but never said he would participate in the Dongting Banquet. Ask him to send me a letter. If he wants to participate in the banquet, I will drink three cups as punishment! If he can't do it, don't blame me for arresting you on the spot for disrupting the literary gathering!"
When Fang Yun said this, everyone was shocked. Before, Fang Yun called himself "I", but now he called himself "this Saint", and it was obvious that his attitude towards this matter had changed.
For ordinary literary gatherings, disruptions are just disruptions, and there are no clear regulations on punishment. However, this literary gathering is officially sponsored by the State of Jing, and disrupting such a gathering is equivalent to disrupting the government of the State of Jing. Other officials of the State of Jing dare not do anything to Zong Wuyuan, but Fang Yun not only dares to arrest him, but will also use a punishment that will make Zong Wuyuan never forget.
Because of the territorial dispute between the two countries, Guan Yi, the Right Chief of the Ministry of Rites, believed that the Kingdom of Jing should voluntarily give up its territory. He was imprisoned in a three-inch cage by Fang Yun and was treated like an animal. His cage had been covered in dust many days ago. According to the current situation, Guan Yi's courage will be shattered in a month at most.
Zong Wuyuan realized that he shouldn't have made a fuss about Zhang Longxiang, but it was too late to undo what had been done, so he could only say, "You are a dignified virtual saint and the master of Yueyang Tower. Don't get angry over such a trivial matter. I just think that Zhang Longxiang and you are both indispensable figures in this banquet, and neither of you can be missing."
"You are very smart. First you interrupted me and provoked me, and then you turned the tables and slandered and framed me, implying that I am narrow-minded and easily angry. Who gave you the courage?" Fang Yun bluntly exposed Zong Wuyuan's malicious intentions.
All the educated people present could see clearly that Zong Wuyuan was used to using this kind of clever tricks on others, but this time he finally hit a wall.
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