For the first time in Jing State's history, a Shangshu was punched and a Hanlin was kicked in public, and many Jing State officials who should have stood up to stop it did not move.
Many people looked at Gu Mingzhou with disgust and indifference in their eyes.
The soldiers on the battlefield did not hide their contempt and disdain, because they knew best that every time Fang Yun killed an enemy, he could save a life, and now he had saved thousands of soldiers.
Liu Shan hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak when Fang Yun opened his eyes and said, "General Zhang Poyue, who committed murder on the spot, will be fined one year's salary, and will be stationed at the border for three years to make meritorious contributions while serving his sentence. Minister of Personnel Gu Mingzhou, who disrupted the entire army, is suspected of colluding with the rebels. He will be captured and imprisoned on the spot and will be interrogated after the battle!"
"You dare!" Gu Mingzhou immediately turned over and stood up, glaring at Fang Yun.
The two demon kings beside Fang Yun pounced on Gu Mingzhou. Just as Gu Mingzhou was about to spit out verbal attacks, a number of verbal attacks were already placed under his neck.
"Minister Liu, save me!" Gu Mingzhou burst into tears with a miserable face.
Liu Shan snorted coldly and said, "Fang Xusheng, although Minister Gu made mistakes, he was just ignorant of military affairs and spoke nonsense. Being beaten and kicked by Zhang Poyue is already a very severe punishment. Why should he be arrested and imprisoned? I think he has learned a lesson, so let's just forget about it."
"Capture him!" Fang Yun gave an order, and the two demon kings sealed Gu Mingzhou's palace with their qi and blood, and carried Gu Mingzhou like a chicken towards the city wall.
An uncontrollable anger flashed across Liu Shan's face. He had encountered members of the Left Prime Minister's faction who were either dead or injured before, but it was unprecedented to humiliate a Hanlin in front of him and send him directly to jail.
The successive suppressions finally caused Liu Shan's emotions to get out of control.
Liu Shan took a deep breath, almost exhausting all his strength to suppress his anger, and said: "Fang Xusheng, this is Jingguo, a country has its own laws, this is not a place for you to act arbitrarily!"
"Is a person who is hostile to the country of Jing also qualified to talk about the laws of Jing?" Fang Yun fought back bluntly.
"You..." Liu Shan was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Many officials of Jing State felt an indescribable sense of relief at this moment. Liu Shan had controlled the government for many years. Even though he had lost power before, he did not take any officials seriously because of his status as a ruler. Now that he was counterattacked in public by Fang Yun, people felt extremely relieved.
The Minister of Personnel said, "Fang Xusheng, this is wrong. Prime Minister Liu's national destiny was taken away by you with despicable means, not by Jing's national destiny. What's more, Jing is not ruled by national destiny! As long as the seal of the left prime minister is on Prime Minister Liu, as long as the imperial edict has not been issued, then Prime Minister Liu is still the left prime minister of Jing! Whether in the capital or in Ning'an City, he is the head of all officials!"
Liu Shan looked at Fang Yun and said, "On the matter of national destiny, I was a step behind and I am convinced. However, you are a great saint, but you keep mentioning national destiny and insulting my country's prime minister. You are too petty."
"I have been a Virtual Saint for many years, but you have never acknowledged me as a 'real Virtual Saint'! When your lackeys almost wiped out my Fang family, you never mentioned your pettiness. Since you revealed your identity as a semi-saint of the Qing Kingdom, in my heart, you are no longer worthy of being the prime minister of a country. You are nothing more than an old dog of the Qing Kingdom."
"How dare you!" Liu Shan was furious, his face turning purple.
The left-wing minister's party members were frightened out of their wits. Liu Shan had never been so angry before. Often, a stern look from him would scare people into silence.
The other officials of Jing State were shocked at first, and then they were stunned one after another. In their minds, once Liu Shan got angry, it would be earth-shattering and stormy, enough to make all the officials of Jing State tremble. But now, except for the initial surprise, there was not a trace of panic in everyone's heart, let alone trembling.
After a moment, many officials breathed a sigh of relief, and the look they showed towards Liu Shan was less awe and more indifference.
The head of the Jing Kingdom's officials eventually began to show signs of twilight. His might was still there, but his claws and fangs had become blunt.
"Forget it. This Saint will not bother with you, lest you be laughed at by other countries or monsters. If you don't want to bring disgrace upon yourself, you'd better go home and retire!" Fang Yun stood on the city wall, but he seemed to be sitting on the dragon throne. The millions of human monsters inside and outside Ning'an City seemed to have become his subjects.
"You..." Liu Shan finally realized that the country's destiny had an increasingly greater impact on him. If he couldn't control his anger and did something wrong, even if he had the power of a Taoist master, he would be directly taken down by Fang Yun, and all his years of planning would be wasted.
However, how could the head of all officials who had ruled Jing State for decades allow himself to be slaughtered
Liu Shan raised his head high, his withered white hair fluttering in the wind. His body was old but his eyes were sharp. He sneered, "You really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Once you gain power, you become arrogant and rampant! When I was in charge of a state, you were just a village kid who didn't know the Analects or the Spring and Autumn Annals. You begged for food and everyone hated you. When I became the head of all officials, you were just a waiter in a restaurant, incompetent and immoral, stupid as an ox, and couldn't even keep a child bride! It's only been a few years, how dare you blame me!"
Fang Yun blinked lightly, a faint smile appeared on his face. He didn't take Liu Shan's attack seriously at all, and his expression became even more open.
"I accuse you, not because I am a university scholar, not because I am a false saint, not because I am the Lord of the Yangtze River, the Lord of the Ten Colds and the Lord of the Blood Mane, not because I am a six-poem talent, not because I have killed many monsters, not because I have written many poems and articles, and of course, not because of how miserable I was in the past and how glorious I am now, but simply because you are not a prime minister of a country, but a tyrant, a thief of a country! Regardless of the level of knowledge, the gap between rich and poor, the old and the young, the man and the woman, even if I could not read a few words, holding half a book, wearing tattered clothes, and walking barefoot, I could still point at your nose and curse you! Just because, tyrants and traitors to the country, everyone can kill them!"
Above Ning'an City, strong winds were howling and thunder was heard out of nowhere, as if it was the wrath of heaven.
"You..." Liu Shan's body shook slightly, and the Zuo Xiang party members nearby hurried forward to support him.
"Get out of here and don't dirty our eyes here." Fang Yun looked at Liu Shan coldly.
"Fang Yun! I cannot coexist with you! Cough cough..." Liu Shan suddenly bent over and started coughing violently.
The left prime minister's party members were horrified. The sudden coughing of a great minister was a very bad omen, so they hurriedly helped Liu Shan down from the city wall.
“Good scolding! Hahahaha…” Zhang Poyue laughed out loud.
"Scuse that old dog to death!" Ao Huang stared angrily at Liu Shan who was walking down the stairs.
Fang Yun looked calm as he continued to command the millions of humans and aquatic creatures on the four walls of Ning'an City.
When fighting with the first batch of one million wolf barbarians, the soldiers commanded by Fang Yun were extremely swift and fierce, so they created a death line.
But now, the human race is surrounded by 40 million barbarians on all sides. Fang Yun no longer seeks to be fierce, but takes all factors into consideration and tries his best to kill more barbarians while consuming the same amount of talent.
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