The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1057 First Snow

Fang Yun, like every day, went to bed at four in the morning, military time, woke up on time at six, and walked out of the bedroom.

Fang Daniu had been waiting at the door for a long time. He was dressed in a clean blue silk robe and had a beard on his lips, making him look more stable and mature.

After Fang Yun went out, he began to report seriously on the situation at home.

"All the items have been packed overnight, and the unused ones have been put on the carriage. Only some dishes and chopsticks that need to be used are still there, and the mistress said there is no need to take them away. We checked the things in your study three times. They are all ordinary books and The four treasures of the study, the rest should be in your drinking water..."

Fang Daniu didn't care whether Fang Yun listened or not, he kept talking non-stop, holding several pieces of paper in his hand with records on them.

Fang Yun looked up at the sky. The early winter sun had not yet appeared in the east. Only the Wenqu star hung high in the sky, filling the city with silver light.

There are dark clouds outside the city and the cold wind howls.

After having breakfast with Yang Yuhuan, Fang Yun held hands with Yang Yuhuan and walked around the back office with Nunu in his arms.

Fang Yun stood at the door of the back office, looked at the place where he had lived for nearly a year, turned around and walked out.

"Master, can we come back again?" Yang Yuhuan asked reluctantly in a low voice.

"Come back and see if you have a chance."

"Um."

Yang Yuhuan looked back again, slightly shrank his neck in the cold wind, and walked with Fang Yun towards the main entrance of the county government office.

In the open space behind the main entrance of the county government office, officials from Ning'an County were lined up.

"Good morning, Lord Xusheng." All the officials bowed in unison.

Yang Yuhuan quickly curtsied in return, and Fang Yun nodded gently with a smile.

"Good morning. Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Without further ado, we will set off immediately." Fang Yun walked towards the outside of the Yamen without stopping.

Longma's luxury car was parked outside the government office, and private soldiers and government officials had blocked the entire street.

As Fang Yun walked down the steps, he heard tsunami-like shouts coming from both sides.

"Fang Xusheng!"

"Master Fang!"

"Magistrate Xiaofang!"

"Fang Quanjia!"

"Fang champion!"

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There were bursts of shouts, and Fang Yun turned around and looked to the left and right. A large number of Ning'an County people were blocked by the officers. If the officers had not stopped them, they would have rushed in long ago.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, held his hands to both sides, and then led Yang Yuhuan onto the Longma luxury car.

After everyone in the Fang family got on the carriage at the back, the motorcade started.

The people in front stood on both sides, shouting like thunder, and the people behind followed closely.

If you look at it from a high altitude, except for the road leading to the south gate near the Yamen, there is almost no one in the rest of Ning'an City.

Many silly dogs and cats didn't know what was happening. They thought they had become the masters of the city. They were very excited and kept running around and barking.

The people seeing him off followed the motorcade and moved forward slowly. At first, many people happily cheered Fang Yun's name, but as they walked, many people began to loudly urge him to stay.

"Fang Xusheng, can you be the county magistrate for another year? Just one year!"

"Yes, Magistrate Xiaofang can't leave. There is no good official in the world except you!"

"Just stay."

"Fang Qingtian..."

Many people's voices were filled with tears and they were unable to control themselves.

Achievements can be faked, evaluations can be faked, Wanmin Umbrella can be faked, abilities can be faked, expressions can be faked, words can be faked, but people's hearts cannot be faked, and the changes in Ning'an City cannot be faked.

Fang Yun held Yang Yuhuan's catkins with one hand and stroked Nunu with the other, silently.

This was one of the reasons why he didn't stand outside the car. The expectations of hundreds of thousands of people were too heavy.

The convoy moved forward all the way, but no one in Ning'an City was left behind. The team kept moving forward in an orderly manner amidst chaos.

After leaving Nancheng, the convoy continued walking outwards, and finally stopped at Sanliting, three miles away from Nancheng.

When Fang Yun got off the carriage, he saw an empty row boat parked in front of him. Looking back, he saw thousands of people standing on the avenue, and almost everyone's eyes were red.

Some children held by their parents even stretched out their arms to Fang Yun, babbling and asking him to hug him.

Yang Yuhuan looked at the tens of thousands of people, his eyes full of emotion, and then looked at Fang Yun, his eyes as gentle as water.

The little fox stood on Fang Yun's shoulder, wearing a fog butterfly on his head, looking stupidly at the endless procession of farewells. It couldn't understand it at first, but after thinking about it for a moment, it suddenly understood something. It raised its head proudly, with eyes Full of pride.

Fang Yun's eyes were as bright as jade, he smiled slightly, offered his hand to the people in the city, and said with a tongue full of thunder: "Since Fang took office, he dare not say that his hard work is great, but he can say that he is conscientious; he dare not say that he is honest, but he can say that he has a clear conscience. . I hope that after Fang leaves, the people of Ning'an City will say that Fang Yun is not for himself. If you are more generous and say that Fang Yun has done something practical for the people, then Fang will be grateful enough. After farewell today, if you meet again someday. Come, I must drink with the whole city, and say goodbye to Fang Yun!"

Fang Yun took a deep breath, bowed deeply to the hundreds of thousands of people in Ning'an City, and then steadily returned to the Longma luxury car.

"Magistrate Xiaofang..."

Outside Ning'an City, there were cries.

Even the hard-hearted officials could not help but wipe the corners of their eyes with their sleeves.

"Let's set off!" Fang Yun's voice came from inside the carriage.

The driver waved his long whip, and the eighteen dragon horses raised their front hooves, making a loud cry like a dragon's roar, and flew through the air until they reached the empty ship.

Then, several cargo carriages boarded the empty ship, and finally all the private soldiers boarded the ship.

Fang Yun stood on the deck where the people of Ning'an City could not see, looking at Ning'an City.

The sky was densely covered with lead clouds, but the dark clouds over Ning'an City were pushed away by the holy temple, and the stars of Wenqu enveloped the whole city like silver beams of light.

The empty boat moved slightly and slowly rose.

After rising into the air, the Grand Master of Xingdian who was driving the boat whispered: "Lord Xu Sheng, when will we set off?"

"Just now."

"Yes." The Grand Maester said and left.

The voices of the people in the city suddenly rose again.

Fang Yun took a step forward, then retracted his foot, still standing where the people couldn't see, his tongue bursting with spring thunder.

"Officials of Ning'an City, please don't force me to come back early."

The cold air, far colder than the twelfth lunar month of winter, fell among the officials in Ning'an City. All the officials instinctively bent down and bowed deeply in the direction of the empty row boat. Some people had cold sweat streaming from their foreheads and backs.

"I don't dare!" All the officials responded in unison.

Almost all the officials are even more frightened. They used to be Fang Yun's subordinates and close people. They only asked for mercy when they made mistakes. Fang Yun might treat him leniently, but now, they are no longer Fang Yun's direct subordinates. , if you do something you shouldn't do after Fang Yun leaves, that is to stand on the opposite side of Fang Yun, and what will happen to you? The once-famous leftist party is the best example.

The dakini ship slowly accelerated, turned around, walked to the bow, and looked ahead quietly without saying a word.

Not long after, Fang Yun suddenly stretched out his arm, reached out of the boat, and then slowly retracted it.

On the tip of Fang Yun's index finger, a snowflake was slowly melting.

It's snowing.

Fang turned his head and looked towards the north where the grass barbarians were.

At the same time, a mighty and majestic voice that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks spread throughout the Holy Yuan Continent.

"The first snow has fallen, all troops, move forward!"

Snow fell suddenly, and everything was vast.

The snow falls like war drums, the wind blows like a trumpet, and the heaven and earth are in awe.

"I'll be back!"

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he returned to the cabin and continued writing "History of Ancient Demons".

Since becoming a Hanlin scholar, Fang Yun's talents have improved to a higher level, and his writing speed of "History of Ancient Demons" has accelerated.

While in Ning'an City, the second volume had been written to the end.

Before arriving in the capital, Fang Yun completed the second volume of the first volume of "History of Ancient Demons", "The Era of Dragon Slaying", "History of the Ancestral Emperor Cangyue".

The first volume of "The History of the Prison-Suppressing Evil Dragon" doesn't have much text. It was just the enlightenment era of the ancient demon clan, and only 50,000 words were written.

Beginning with the second volume "History of Cang Yue Ancestral Emperor", a great era belonging to the ancient demons began. It was the existence of Cang Yue Ancestral Emperor that allowed the ancient demon clan to survive under the encirclement and suppression of the dragon clan and establish a firm foothold.

Ancestral Emperor Cangyue was the first ancestor of the ancient demons. Although he only lived in the early days of the "Dragon Slaying Era" and finally sacrificed his life to protect the entire clan, his power continued until the end of the Dragon Slaying Era, and his myth continues to this day. Still not broken.

Since the birth of Ancestral Emperor Cang Yue, strong men from the ancient demon clan have emerged one after another, and there have been more and more holy positions, which has also resulted in the second volume being voluminous.

In "History of Ancient Demons", only half-saints are worthy of Fang Yun's separate chapter. Even the most amazing Ancient Demon Emperor cannot become a semi-saint and will only appear at the end of the chapter of a certain semi-saint from the same period.

After writing the second volume of "History of Ancient Demons", Fang Yun added a second bamboo slip to his historical annals. The portrait of Emperor Cangyue appeared on the top of the bamboo slip.

Fang Yun still cannot use the power of history.

"It seems that the previous worries are correct. After all, "Ancient Demon History" is a clan's history of hundreds of thousands of years. With my current strength, it is still difficult to use its power. I don't know how long it will take to use it. However, the human race now needs to understand Ancient Demon, you must finish "History of Ancient Demon" before you can write "Emperor's Code"!"

"'Emperor's Code' is actually an adaptation of the history of ancient China since the Tang Dynasty. Its power suits me, but it will be more useful at least until the bachelor and the Shi Daowen Taiwan are formed. It will not be too late to write it until the end of the Imperial Academy."

While Fang Yun was thinking about how to write the third volume, there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Xusheng, the empty ship will arrive in the capital in a quarter of an hour."

"Thank you, I'll go out immediately."

Fang Yun put away all the Four Treasures of the Study and walked out of the cabin.

A quarter of an hour later, the empty boat stopped outside the Shili Pavilion outside the capital.

Fang Yun stood at the bow of the ship and looked around. There were ceremonial guards lined the road, flags were flying, and both sides of the ten-mile long street were crowded with countless people from the capital.

The moment Fang Yun appeared on the bow of the ship, all the people cheered.

Beside the ten-mile pavilion, all the high-status people in the capital, including the monarch and queen mother, civil and military officials, celebrities from aristocratic families, etc., were already there.

This welcome ceremony is no less than welcoming the king.

For a Xusheng who is one of the top ten saints, no matter how grand the ceremony is, it is not surprising.

Fang Yun walked down the ship's ladder slowly with a smile on his face. In fact, he didn't pay much attention to this kind of welcome ceremony. He thought more about going to the holy temple of Jingguo Academy, where he could get the success that only the top scholar could get in advance.

If you are not the number one scholar, you must at least be a bachelor.

With Pingbu Qingyun, no matter what you do in the future, it will be much more convenient.