Fang Yun and many people present did not expect things to go so smoothly, but they were relieved after thinking about it carefully. The demon tribe and the rebellious literati thought they were powerful and took these government troops as easy items. They thought they could kill Fang Yun without any effort and lost their vigilance. But they did not expect that there were so many powerful literati hidden in one car.
The demon commander is originally one level lower than the Hanlin, and Wen Zhenghuan is an old Hanlin who has been famous for many years. Even if he fights these rebellious literati and demons alone, he can win, not to mention that he is launching a sneak attack with eight Jinshi.
"Change the car and continue back to Dayuan Prefecture." The old Hanlin was calm and composed, not at all like a ruthless person who killed hundreds of people in one breath.
The threat has disappeared. Chen Xibi and the government troops stayed here to clean up the mess. Other officials and students of the Academy of Literature continued to ride the ox-carts back to Dayuan Prefecture. Fang Yun returned to the Academy of Literature's ox-cart and sat with his classmates.
Lu Yu said: "It's so satisfying! It's such a great kill!"
"After all, rebellious literati are a minority. Now that three rebellious Jinshi and so many rebellious Juren have died at once, our entire Jing Kingdom will be much safer." Ning Zhiyuan said with a smile.
"I was worried that after Fang Yun became a juren, the rebellious scholars would send jinshi to kill him. Who knew that Fang Yun was a lucky man, and they were just moths to a flame and brought about their own destruction!"
"Speaking of which, we really have to thank that demon turtle. If it weren't for that demon turtle, Mr. Wen and those scholars wouldn't have come, and they wouldn't have encountered the rebellious scholars. This way Fang Yun can study peacefully, and at least within a year, the rebellious scholars won't have the power to kill him."
"That's hard to say. If Feng Chengjue is forced to do it himself, that would be a big mistake."
Li Yuncong said, "It is very likely! Feng Chengjue's strength is even higher than Jianmei Gong. If he takes action himself, no one in Jiangzhou can defeat him. However, although he is proud of being a rebellious person, he is still arrogant in his bones. Unless he is sure that Fang Yun can threaten the monster race, he will not take action himself. However, since they already know that Fang Yun is a former saint scholar, and so many people died this time, even if he does not take action, other rebellious scholars and people in the monster world will not let it go. Zhiyuan, you are only half right. After this battle, my Jing country is much safer, but Fang Yun is a hundred times more dangerous!"
"Yes." Everyone looked at Fang Yun worriedly.
Fang Yun said calmly: "Jiangzhou is so big, if I want to hide, they can't do anything to me, you don't need to worry too much."
Mr. Wang thought for a moment and said, "What Yun Cong said makes sense. I will immediately report to Lord Yuanjun and ask him to transfer your academic record to Yuhai City. That is where the state army is stationed. Except for the North Sub-City, other places are heavily guarded. The power of the Holy Academy is very great, and the rebellious literati have never been able to infiltrate. It is also the front line of the battle between my race and the dragon race. Although the dragon race is also a demon race, it has great differences with the demon world. Many real dragons love the poetry and prose of our human race. If a literati is captured, they often only need to write good poems and the dragons will release them. The dragon race also looks down on the rebellious literati and will never cooperate with them. Therefore, in order to prevent Feng Chengjue from taking action personally, it is better to let Fang Yun go to Yuhai City."
"Sir, you have considered it carefully. Fang Yun is indeed not suitable for Dayuan Mansion. I have heard people say before that Dayuan Mansion has been infiltrated by anti-Chinese literati like a sieve, full of loopholes."
Fang Yun asked: "Why don't I take the prefectural exam first before going to Yuhai City?"
"No! Now that so many rebellious scholars have been killed, they will be temporarily confused and won't be able to take care of you. If you stay here and leave after the June Palace Examination, they will definitely be fully prepared. By then, even if Jianmei Gong personally escorts you, if Feng Chengjue makes a move, you will be dead."
"But if I stay in the city and don't leave the house, they won't be able to do anything to me."
"Alas, you still underestimate the power of the demon world and the rebellious scholars. Let me ask you, if a family of a weak-willed student or scholar or even an entire family is captured by a rebellious scholar and used to threaten him to kill you, can you escape? Do you know how many geniuses have been killed in the city before? There are too many ways to kill you, such as poisonous arrows, poisonous insects, and blood explosions. Without becoming a Jinshi and without verbal battles, there will always be great hidden dangers."
Fang Yun couldn't help but nod. Mr. Wang was right. The demons had too many ways to kill people. Staying in Dayuan City would not be any safer than staying outside.
"As your teacher in the College of Arts, I will make this decision for you. Your survival is related to the future of Jingguo and even the fate of the human race. I will never see you being threatened in the slightest!
"Thank you, sir." Fang Yun was touched. This Mr. Wang was not only well-educated, but he also spent ten years of his life fighting the demon turtle last night and showed his loyalty and righteousness. He was truly a righteous man.
"No need to thank me. As long as you can strengthen our human race, all our sacrifices will not be in vain, and I will be satisfied." Mr. Wang smiled, but his complexion was not as good as before, and there seemed to be layers of frost and snow in his originally black hair.
Fang Yun said: "If I learn something in the future, I will definitely go to the demon world to search for rare items that can prolong life and extend your life."
Mr. Wang smiled and said, "I'm glad you have this intention."
The car arrived at the entrance of the Academy of Literature and everyone got off. Before leaving, Mr. Wang pulled Fang Yun aside and whispered, "If someone embarrasses you, don't be soft-hearted. Make a decisive decision! Don't care about his background!"
Watching Mr. Wang turn and leave, Fang Yun thought to himself: Could it be that he is talking about the Liu family? I am already a scholar before the Saint, so Liu Zicheng is no longer a threat, and Liu Zizhi will not sacrifice his future to target me. The only key is the attitude of the Left Prime Minister.
After Fang Yun returned home, Yang Yuhuan smiled like a flower, constantly asking about his well-being and running errands for him. She was as happy as if it were a holiday and was laughing the whole day long.
The next morning, Fang Yun checked Wen Gong's talent and was delighted to find that his talent had reached one inch and three, which was much faster than that of ordinary scholars.
Just after morning, Zhou Zhubu came to visit quietly. He came with Li Wenying's order, asking Fang Yun to make preparations today. Yuhai City has sent people to pick him up. He should bring important items and trustworthy people to wait at home late at night, and someone will send them away at that time.
When Zhou Zhubu spoke, his tone was full of envy. Fang Yun felt it was strange and didn't know how to ask, so he didn't say anything.
Although the people at home were trustworthy, Zhou Zhubu repeatedly warned her not to leak the secret, so Yang Yuhuan had no choice but to dismiss some servants, and finally only kept Fang Daniu and Jiang Pozi. Tan Yu and Nie Shi's property were in Dayuan Mansion, so it was not convenient to take them to Yuhai City.
Fang Yun was not idle that day. He wrote many letters to his good friends and old acquaintances, and kept them for the time being. Once they arrived in Yuhai City, Zhou Zhubu would help deliver them.
Nearing midnight, Fang Yun, Yang Yuhuan, Nunu, Fang Daniu, Jiang Pozi and one beast were sitting in the hall of the mansion.
Except for Nunu who was sleeping soundly in Fang Yun's arms, the other four seemed a little reluctant to leave.
Fang Yun himself did not want to leave, but the rebellious literati had suffered heavy losses this time. Once they recovered, they would certainly launch a fierce counterattack. By then, not only himself, but even Yang Yuhuan and these servants would be in danger of their lives.
At midnight, there was a knock on the door.
"It's me!" came the voice of Zhou Zhubu.
Fang Yun and Fang Daniu went to open the door, only to see Zhou Zhubu and some people in plain clothes standing outside.
Among them were Prefect Sun, General Chen, and several Jinshi, whom Fang Yun had known before, and four others whom he did not know. Those four had bright eyes and extraordinary temperaments, and they looked like they were either Jinshi or Juren.
Zhou Zhubu said: "Stop talking nonsense, get in the car and leave the city."
Several soldiers came in and helped carry four large bags, and then Fang Yun and others got on the ox cart.
In the quiet night, five ox carts drove towards the east gate of Dayuan Prefecture.
The atmosphere in the car was depressing and no one spoke.
Soon, the car drove outside the city gate and turned into an open space in the forest.
"Get out of the car."
Fang Yun got off the car carrying a bag and saw that the place was surrounded by a bamboo forest. There was nothing there except wooden houses and flat ground.
Fang Yun looked at everyone in confusion.
Zhou Zhubu and other officials laughed together. Zhou Zhubu pointed at a middle-aged man in his forties and said, "Now let me introduce you. This is Feng Zimo, the head of the Yuhai City Academy of Literature."
Fang Yunzhen had never expected that the head of the prefecture's literary academy would come to escort him personally. He immediately bowed and said, "How could I be so worthy of your care? I will remember it for the rest of my life."
Feng Zimo half-jokingly said, "Actually, I didn't want to come either, but Lord Jianmei ordered me to come, so I had to accompany you. This is General Dinghai Yu Xingshu."
Fang Yun was even more surprised. Not only was General Dinghai of higher rank than the Dean of the Prefecture's Academy of Literature, but he also held great power. He was in charge of the daily affairs of the sea people around Yuhai City, which was usually handled by senior scholars close to the Hanlin Academy. But now he actually came in person, which showed that even the military attached great importance to this escort.
"Thank you, General Yu!" Fang Yun expressed his gratitude again.
Yu Xingshu was a soldier, serious and stern. He nodded and said, "Fang Dayan praised you to the sky. When you get to Yuhai City, don't lose to those people from Qing Country at the Dragon Boat Festival."
"This... I'm preparing for the exam and have no plans to participate in the Dragon Boat Festival." Fang Yun said.
Chen Xibi said, "Old Yu, we discussed before that Fang Yun should not participate in the Dragon Boat Festival, for fear that he would reveal his identity as a scholar. Unfortunately, it has been exposed now. It's okay for him to participate, but I hope he can calm down and prepare for the exam instead of fighting for that empty reputation."
"Okay, it's better to be pragmatic." Yu Xingshu nodded.
Zhou Zhubu said: "It is midnight now, it is a good time to set off. I wish you all a safe journey."
"Have a nice trip!" Everyone congratulated him.
Fang Yun was still confused. There was nothing here, so why would they be seen off here
Just as Fang Yun was thinking about it, he saw Yu Xingshu take out a rolled-up piece of paper from his sleeve. It was a very rare holy page.
This page of paper was very strange. It was obviously rolled up, but once it fell into Yu Xingshu's hand, it seemed as if a force was released from inside, and eventually the page of paper stood up, as if it was supported by the words on the paper.
"The ink becomes bones!"
"It should be the handwriting of the Minister of Literature." Several scholars whispered, looking at the word on the sacred page with joy.
Boat.
This word contains a strong and vast power, as if it is a piece of fine steel inlaid on the holy page.