"It seems like the two of them are arguing!"
Everyone stopped passing the letters and looked at Fang Yun and Qu Hange seriously.
Fang Yun stood up straight and said calmly: "Don't worry about me, Mr. Qu. Since I have chosen the literary battle, there is no reason for me to give up halfway. It is Mr. Qu who is not upright and has evil fire in his heart, so I should be careful in the literary battle."
Qu Han Ge sneered: "No wonder everyone says that Fang Xu Sheng has a sharp tongue. He actually attacked me without distinguishing between the old and the young. Doesn't he even know how to respect the elderly?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.
"Eh? There is no father and son in literary battles, let alone the old and the young. If literary battles are to be divided into old and the young, then in future literary battles, pull out the oldest people from each country, and the country with the oldest person will win. If someone is not convinced, then it means that they do not know how to respect the elderly, which is against etiquette! Is this what you mean?" Fang Yun asked back.
Fang Yun's teasing words made many people laugh and scold him for being frivolous. How could a literary battle be decided based on age? However, it was precisely this frivolity that made others downplay the difference between the old and the young.
"You are so stubborn! Then why do you attack me for my wrongdoings?" Qu Hange asked back.
"Then why don't you show mercy to others when you can?" Fang Yun asked again.
Qu Hange was stunned. He asked repeatedly and realized that he had indeed not been merciful. He had previously accused Fang Yun of not being tolerant, but now Fang Yun fought back, proving that he was the one who did not know how to be tolerant.
Qu Hange suppressed his anger and said slowly: "Fang Xusheng has wronged me. I just want to know why you accused me of being 'unrighteous'. Only in this way can I correct my mistakes and achieve 'self-cultivation'."
Fang Yun said slowly: "Does Mr. Qu know which batch of people the first disciple of the poet was from last year who came to my country Jing to compete in literature? Mr. Qu has a noble character and is very sincere in writing, so he naturally wouldn't care about these little things. Then let me tell you, in the first seven months of last year, there were 31 batches of people from Qing who came to my country Jing to compete in literature! And the year before last, there were 54 batches! The year before last was 53! I won't talk about the batches before that. This means that you from Qing come to my country Qing to compete in literature at least four times a month! It's really too much!"
At the end, Fang Yun almost shouted. He had tried his best to remain calm, but after saying the numbers one by one, he thought of those students from Jing who were insulted by Qing, and those scholars whose literary courage was crushed by Qing, and a surge of anger rose in his chest.
Qu Hange was about to speak when Fang Yun continued, "Within seven months of last year, you people from Qing country caused the deaths of three people from my country of Jing. Ten people's courage collapsed, seventeen people's courage cracked, thirty-five people's courage was damaged, and countless people were injured! In the whole year of the year before last, you people from Qing country caused the deaths of five people from my country of Jing, thirteen people's courage collapsed, twenty-four people's courage cracked, and more than a hundred people's courage was damaged!"
"you… "
Fang Yun quickly interrupted Qu Hange and said, "Let me finish! You are a Jinshi of the human race. Not only did you participate in the suppression of my Jing country by Qing country, but even your friends and children and grandchildren participated in it. You actually kept saying that I provoked the conflict between the two countries? May I ask, are you upright? You are angry that Shi Jun's first disciple was humiliated. You asked us to forgive others when we can, but who will forgive those Jing people who died or were injured in the literary competition? May I ask, are you upright? Others may question me, but you, who have the blood of Jing people on your hands, are not worthy of questioning me even if you live to be a thousand or ten thousand years old!"
"well said!"
The people of Jing State were filled with indignation, and Fang Yun expressed the thoughts that the people of Jing State had been pent up for many years!
After so many years, Jing Kingdom finally has someone who can surpass the genius of Qing Kingdom in all aspects, and can finally say these words with pride.
In the past, when the Chinese people said these things, it was nothing more than the wailing of the weak and a shame, but now, it is a whip that strikes deep into the soul!
Even, it is a condescending contempt!
Even Ji Zhibai, who secretly hated Fang Yun, couldn't help but clench his fists while Fang Yun was speaking, showing hatred towards Qu Hange. However, when he thought that his teacher was Zuo Xiang and that he was actually a disciple of Zong Sheng, he silently unclenched his fists.
Zuo Xiang looked at Fang Yun, with an undisguised flash of admiration in his eyes. However, this admiration was fleeting, and was replaced by strong hostility, which also quickly dissipated and finally became extremely indifferent.
Qu Hange was originally a person with a rather bad temper. When he heard Fang Yun say this, he became furious. Veins on his forehead were exposed, hatred burst out of his eyes, and murderous intent was hidden.
This is not an ordinary place, but an upper observation platform with a large number of scholars, and it is also the battlefield of the literary war between the two countries. What happened today will definitely go down in history!
Regardless of victory or defeat, Qu Hange's literary reputation would be tarnished, leaving him with a bad reputation in history that no scholar would want to see.
In Shengyuan Continent, defaming one's reputation is equivalent to killing one's parents, and has always been a great hatred.
"Fang Yun, since you are so unwise, don't blame me for being ruthless! Today, I will use the cleanest means to win and make you lose miserably, so that you will know what it means to be a king and a bandit! From today on, my Qing Kingdom will not only suppress your Jing Kingdom, but also continue to occupy your Jing Kingdom's territory and achieve my Qing Kingdom's unprecedented great cause!"
Fang Yun looked at Qu Hange and said slowly, "Since the Chinese Valentine's Day last year, in the past six months, Qing has only sent three teams to compete with Jing, and two of them won and one lost. And this year, no one from Qing has come to Jing for a competition, a duel, or a war! Oh, and in the past two years, the number of Qing people whose courage has been crushed by me directly or indirectly has exceeded the number of Jing people who have been killed by Qing! Finally, the greatest cause of all time is not in Qing, but in Jing!"
“You…” Qu Hange felt as if a basin of cold water was poured down on his head. All his aura was gone, and his eyes were filled with hatred after being humiliated.
After all, Qu Hange was a veteran on the battlefield. Even though he was extremely angry, he still took a deep breath to suppress the chaos in his heart. His originally cloudy eyes finally became as bright as if the clouds had cleared and the sun was shining, even brighter than a child's eyes.
Waves of terrifying aura emanated from his body, and his eyes were soon covered with a thin layer of blood. In his eyes, there was a rolling blood-red river, and countless monsters were wailing in the river.
As early as fifty years ago, Qu Hange was already a poet and a daring man!
"Fang Yun, this is where you will be defeated!" Qu Hange said firmly.
"Please give me some advice, Mr. Qu." Fang Yun said politely.
There was a flash of light in front of his eyes, and Fang Yun blinked instinctively, then found himself in an unfamiliar place.
This is the top of a mountain. There is a light fog in front and a hundred-foot cliff below. An ordinary person would be smashed to pieces if he fell down.
Fang Yun was about to take a closer look when the fog in front of him dissipated and a very similar mountain appeared on the opposite side, with Qu Hange standing on the top of the mountain. (To be continued...)