The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism
Chapter 1316: Burning Books and Burying Scholars
Chapter 1316 Fang Yun returns to Ning'an
The crowded streets suddenly fell silent.
Who dares to call himself "this saint"?
Except for a dozen semi-saints in Shengyuan Continent, no one dares to call himself that, otherwise the Holy Temple will kill him immediately.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, wanting to know which semi-saint had arrived.
Everyone saw a strange face, and he was only wearing a white and black plum dress.
Which semi-saint disguised as a Hanlin?
However, the next moment, countless scholars widened their eyes. There was only one person who could call himself "this saint" as a Hanlin, and that was Xu Sheng Fang Yun.
But didn't Fang Yun pass away?
Everyone looked at the strange Hanlin with expectation, and some people even took a deep breath to suppress their emotions.
Then, the light on the strange man's face dissipated, and finally revealed his true face.
"Fang Xu Sheng!"
Everyone was shocked!
"Fang Xusheng is alive!"
"Fang Xusheng is alive!"
"Xiao Fang County Magistrate is not dead!"
"Yes! It's Fang Xusheng's voice, it sounds familiar!"
"It can't be fake!"
Rather than being sure, the crowd hoped that all this was true.
The voices of the crowd spread rapidly in all directions like waves, and many people looked at Fang Yun with red eyes.
At the gate of the county government, Ji Zhibai, Fei Chang and other officials looked at Fang Yun, stunned, with countless thoughts flashing through their minds, thinking of countless possibilities in their hearts, but in the end they became more confused.
"You... aren't you dead?" Ji Zhibai stammered, his eyes dull, as if he had not yet accepted the facts in front of him.
"I have never died." Fang Yun said as he walked forward, and the people in front immediately retreated to both sides, making way for Fang Yun to the main gate of the county government.
Fang Yun stepped forward, and every step seemed to have the power of a mountain, stepping on the hearts of Ji Zhibai and others.
Other scholars looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. After all, the Holy Academy had officially announced Fang Yun's death, and Fang Yun suddenly appeared again, which made people have to doubt.
"You... do you know that pretending to be a false saint is a great crime of killing nine clans!" Ji Zhibai said sternly.
"Do you know that burning books and burying scholars is a great crime that will lead to the execution of the entire family?" Fang Yun asked back.
Ji Zhibai immediately winked at Fei Chang.
Fei Chang looked confused, and it took him a breath to come back to his senses. He blinked and realized Ji Zhibai's intention, and hurriedly reached out to grab the official seal.
Fei Chang's hands were shaking. He didn't even dare to look at Fang Yun directly. He could only look at him secretly, and great fear grew in his heart.
Even the head of the semi-saint family died because of Fang Yun. What was a small prefect like him? The consequences of offending Fang Yun were too serious. Not only his official position, but even his literary position would be in trouble. Ji Zhibai was the best example.
Fei Chang held the official seal, his hands still shaking, then lowered his head, his eyes stayed on the collar of Fang Yun's neck, and said: "Please...please forgive me for offending you, I can't make the decision on this matter, it can only be decided by the Holy Temple."
Some people looked at Fei Chang with contempt.
Fei Chang held the official seal in his hand and muttered something silently, and then a white light flew out from the direction of the Holy Temple and fell on Fang Yun.
Everyone stared with eyes wide open and held their breath.
The most prosperous street in Ning'an City was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a needle falling to the ground.
The light fell on Fang Yun and suddenly disappeared.
Some people showed disappointment, while Ji Zhibai and others showed joy on their faces.
Suddenly, a dazzling white light burst out from Fang Yun.
Everyone instinctively squinted or closed their eyes, and at the same time made various exclamations.
The dazzling white light soon faded, and everyone saw that Fang Yun was emitting a faint white light, soft and warm.
Fang Yun was still walking forward, but now he was like a saint with glory, walking in the world, exuding a noble yet humble temperament in his every move, which made people instinctively admire him.
"Yes, a semi-saint also has the glory of a saint, but it is brighter than this glory!"
"It's really Fang Xusheng!"
"Fang Xusheng is really not dead!"
Many scholars began to cheer, and some even cried with joy, especially the local scholars in Ning'an City, wiping their tears while wiping their tears, and their tearful faces were filled with a smile happier than the top scholar in high school.
"Fang Xusheng is not dead!" Yang Xuantong shouted hoarsely.
"Fang Xusheng is not dead!" The yamen runners at the door shouted.
"Xiao Fang County Magistrate is back!" The hunter carrying a bow and arrow shouted.
No one used his tongue to thunder, but those who spoke shouted with all their strength, as if to vent all the depression of these days.
The news of Fang Yun's return spread in all directions like a ripple.
Ji Zhibai's whole body was cold, and he stared at Fang Yun stupidly. His pale face gradually darkened, and the despair in his eyes almost jumped out of his eye sockets.
Compared with Fang Yun opposite him, Ji Zhibai at this moment was like a dead body that had just walked out of the coffin. It was not his forehead that was black, but his whole body that was black.
Ji Zhibai's body was shaking.
He thought that once Fang Yun died, his chance would come. He could still call the wind and rain like before, and finally walk out of Fang Yun's shadow, and finally he could take revenge happily, and he could vent his anger on Fang Yun's subordinates and relatives and friends, but he never expected that Fang Yun was not dead, Fang Yun was back!
People can disguise themselves, great scholars can fake, and half-saints can deceive the world, but the Holy Temple will never!
"You..." Ji Zhibai felt that his throat was blocked by an invisible force, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.
Fang Yun stopped in front of the government office and looked up at Ji Zhibai and others standing on the steps, but Ji Zhibai felt that Fang Yun was looking down on him, looking down on him from the clouds.
"If you want to say something, just say it out loud, whether it's to defend yourself or to vent, just say it out loud. I also want to know what you have done these days." Fang Yun was like an emperor judging a criminal, seemingly affectionate and ruthless.
Ji Zhibai had a bad feeling in his heart, but suddenly he heard Fei Chang's voice transmission in his ear: "No matter whether he lives or dies, it is less than three months since he entered the ancient land of Xuemang! Since he has come out, it means he has failed. The Four Seas Dragon Saint will take back his power of Wenxing Longjue. You should contact the Prime Minister immediately and find the dragon from the West Sea Dragon Palace. Didn't you say that Ao Cang, the Dragon King of the West Sea Dragon Palace, went to the capital to have a secret meeting with the Prime Minister? Then let him come to question Fang Yun, and then let him take you away. I don't believe Fang Yun dares to offend the dignified Dragon King of the Sea!" Ji Zhibai was stunned, and his eyes gradually became clear. He thought to himself that it was true that the authorities were confused and the bystanders were clear. Ao Cang, the Dragon King of the Sea, was the Dragon King. Although he was defeated by the Demon King Gu Xu many years ago, it was because the two sides were just competing and not fighting desperately. Moreover, Ao Cang was much younger than the Demon King Gu Xu, and his potential in the future was immeasurable. If the Dragon King of the Sea was invited, all problems would be solved, and Fang Yun had to give this face, whether he gave it or not! "What's more..."
A thought flashed through Ji Zhibai's mind, and he suddenly laughed out loud, bowed to Fang Yun, and said: "Congratulations, Brother Fang, the news of your death seems to be a rumor. I will go to the capital to explain it to my teacher in person. It's great that you are not dead, it's really great."
While Ji Zhibai was speaking, he had secretly sent a letter to Liu Shan, asking Ao Cang, the Dragon King of the Sea, to fly to Ning'an City as quickly as possible.
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