“Is it repeatable?”
"No." Fang Yun thought to himself that there was only one strange book in the world, and it was impossible for others to inherit it.
"Can you tell me about your origins?"
Fang Yun hesitated for a moment, then said, "I met Fu Yue in the Comet Corridor, and by chance, I was able to inherit the ancient demon heritage of the Fu Yue clan."
Although the matter is of great importance, Fang Yun is a virtual saint after all. As long as the words are made clear, no one dares and cannot snatch anything from Fang Yun.
"So you plan to use the ancient monster's heritage to write a history of ancient monsters?" asked Master Yan.
"Well, I'm already writing it, but it takes a lot of energy, so I've only finished the first volume." Fang Yun said.
"Do you have any way to contact the ancient demon clan?"
"I'm afraid we can only encounter it occasionally in Tianshu. Can we go to the Bone Realm City?" Fang Yun asked.
"I'm afraid not. That place is similar to the Two Worlds Mountain. It is the border between another world and the demon world. But it is at the other end of the demon world, too far away from the Two Worlds Mountain. If you are not a great scholar, we dare not send you to the demon world." said Grand Scholar Yan.
Scholar Yan asked many questions, then sat down and negotiated with Fang Yun on behalf of the Holy Academy.
Since Fang Yun is now the only person in the human race who is truly proficient in the ancient demon language, and he also belongs to the extremely high-status Fu Yue clan, it is of great significance.
The ancient demon race is extremely complex. Some lives don’t even have blood and can only be inherited through the power of divine thoughts, so they only recognize inheritance and not blood.
This means that among the ancient demon clan, Fang Yun is a true member of the Fu Yue clan.
This time, Academician Yan mainly wanted to know some ancient monster knowledge and history that the human race urgently needed, so that he could have a certain initiative when dealing with the monsters.
Fang Yun was discussing with Academician Yan when they heard voices coming from outside. The voices were small at first, but gradually became louder and louder, attracting the attention of everyone in the hall.
Fang Yun had to do two things at once, listening through the door. Then he remembered that he had prepared to hear the case in the morning and asked Ji Zhibai to come, but before Ji Zhibai arrived, the people from the Holy Court arrived in advance.
"County Magistrate Fang is so arrogant! He asked us to come here early in the morning and then closed the main hall door. Is he trying to shut us out? Does he want the barbarian soldiers to kill us?"
Outside the main hall, Fang Yingwu stretched out his arms to stop the two horse barbarians who were about to fight, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Master Ji. My master did ask you to come, but the incident happened suddenly, and the main hall was closed. There must be some helplessness. Please sit in the side hall. When the master is done, he will definitely give you an answer."
Ji Zhibai raised his eyebrows, smiled warmly, nodded, and said, "Mr. Fang is right." After that, he took out a paper fan and fanned it gently. He was like a gentleman, but he didn't move a step.
The official who was a Juren scholar beside him immediately understood and shouted, "How ridiculous! Lord Ji doesn't care, but I can't help but care! Ji Zhushi is an official of the Ministry of Personnel. The Ministry of Personnel is the head of the six ministries and concerns the reputation of the court! If a mere seventh-rank county magistrate can order a sixth-rank official around, this is a mess of hierarchy and order. It's against etiquette!"
Fang Yingwu was furious, but he still suppressed his anger and said, "Please calm down, brother. It's not that my master ordered me around. It's just that there is something urgent that prevents us from meeting."
"Urgent matter? Don't tell me that your master would panic if he knew that the people of Ning'an County gave him a plaque and an umbrella for the people!" After the scholar finished speaking, the followers behind Ji Zhibai immediately stepped forward.
One person held a plaque with the words "Love the People as Your Own Sons" written on it.
Behind them there were four people each holding a large umbrella with a silk strip hanging on it, on which were written the names of local people in Ning'an County.
Seeing the four umbrellas, Fang Yingwu's face darkened. Last year, Ji Zhibai's governance was not outstanding, but he did do a few good things. It was mainly because officials from the left prime minister's party promoted him well. Even if he did one thing, they would praise him as much. However, no scholar dared to publicize his mistakes, which led many people to think that Ji Zhibai was not bad.
When Ji Zhibai first came to Ning'an, his favorite thing to do was to use his eloquent words to tell the people of Ning'an County what he was capable of, and he deceived many people.
The official said, "There are hundreds of Ning'an citizens outside the county government office. They are all here to thank Master Ji."
Ji Zhibai gently fanned the white paper fan and looked up at the sky, as if he didn't care what others said.
Hearing this, Fang Yingwu suddenly realized that Ji Zhibai was afraid of something going wrong in the county government, so he deliberately arranged these people from Ning'an County. Those people must have received favors from Ji Zhibai, and as long as Ji Zhibai raised his arm and called, these people would definitely respond.
This is Ji Zhibai's self-protection technique.
Fang Yingwu said coldly: "Inciting the people to gather in front of the government office is a serious crime!"
"You are talking nonsense! The people are spontaneously organizing themselves to welcome Lord Ji back to Ning'an County. As long as Lord Ji leaves the county government safely, they will naturally disperse." said the official who had passed the imperial examination.
Ji Zhibai seemed a little impatient and said, "How long do you want me to wait? If County Magistrate Fang asked me to come here just to take a look at the main hall, then I have taken a look."
Fang Yingwu said helplessly: "Master Ji, I kindly ask you to go to the side hall and sit down. Master Fang will be back soon."
Ji Zhibai did not answer.
The official who was a Juren candidate at the side sneered, "A sixth-rank official came to the seventh-rank government office, and you didn't open the main hall, but let Master Ji sit in the side hall? This is simply insubordination! Either open the main hall door and let Master Ji in, or Master Ji will turn around and leave!"
Fang Yingwu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. In order to humiliate the visitors, some officials would not open the main hall and would only send them to the side hall, thus reducing the treatment of the visitors. But Fang Yun was definitely not like that today.
"Lord Fang said that we are not allowed to enter the main hall. Please forgive me, Lord Ji." Fang Yingwu said.
The smile on Ji Zhibai's face disappeared, and he said, "I never thought that Magistrate Fang would turn his face against me overnight and humiliate me in this way!"
Fang Yingwu smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, Sir Fang really didn't mean to humiliate you in this way. It just happened suddenly."
Ji Zhibai put away his folding fan and said in a cold voice: "I will give you another hundred breaths of time. If the main hall door does not open, I will turn around and leave!"
Fang Yingwu sighed softly and could only watch Ji Zhibai, ready to wait for him to leave.
Suddenly, there was a click of the door bolt, and the main door slowly opened.
Everyone turned their heads to look inside the door, and saw a blue-robed university scholar in front and three great scholars behind, looking at everyone coldly.
Fang Yun was sitting on a chair nearby, drinking tea silently without even looking outside the door.
Ji Zhibai looked at the four people in the main hall, his mind went blank.
Ji Zhibai's followers were stunned and so frightened that they loosened their grip, causing the plaque and the umbrella to fall to the ground with a crackling sound.
The official who had been shouting so happily just now was desperately squeezing his legs together to stop himself from peeing. How come Fang Yun had hidden three great scholars and a university scholar in there
One is Jiang Hechuan, the Minister of Culture of Jingguo, one is a great scholar in the Hall of Punishment, and the other is a great scholar in the Hall of Rites.
At first glance, the blue-robed university scholar may not be as good as the great scholar, but the symbol of the East Saint Pavilion is clearly visible.
The Grand Secretary of the Eastern Saint Pavilion led a group of great Confucian scholars to come secretly, and there was also a great Confucian scholar from the Criminal Hall. Which important person are they going to deal with
Ji Zhibai's legs began to tremble slightly.
"Are they here to arrest me?" Ji Zhibai was devastated.
.(To be continued..)