The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1501 Prime Minister of Qin

"Haha, I and all the soldiers of the army are waiting for the arrival of Marquis Qishan!"

As the voices of the two university scholars exploded in the sky, the morale of the army was unprecedentedly high.

The soldiers defended with all their strength, but the enemy was frightened. Many barbarians began to reduce their attacks and were ready to escape at any time.

Two quarters of an hour later, the barbarians had to retreat.

The two barbarian kings left cursing.

The barbarians withdrew, Marquis Qishan returned to Guangzhou City, and the Lumen Army speeded up their journey after a little preparation.

Fang Yun secretly listened to the conversation of the soldiers and got a bad news. In this battle, a total of 20,000 people were killed in the Lumen Army and the Jingnan Army, and more than 80,000 were injured. Among them, more than 10,000 were seriously disabled and could not fight again, and more than 10,000 needed to rest for more than two months.

150,000 reinforcements, and now there are less than 100,000 soldiers who can fight!

Fang Yun sighed, this is war.

The whole army worked without sleep and finally arrived outside Guangzhou City in the early morning.

Due to too many wounded, Lumen Hou ordered a three-day rest.

On the first day, Qishan Hou Gou Bao and some scholars in Guangzhou City welcomed Lumen Hou and other generals, and held a "spiriting literary meeting" to let the scholars present write poems related to military and morale-boosting.

This kind of literary meeting is not afraid of anyone attacking and accusing.

Just like the day in Ganzhou, whether it was a welcoming party or a spirit-boosting literary meeting, everyone seemed to have forgotten Fang Yun, no one visited, and no one invited him to a banquet.

Fang Yun's driver was full of complaints, feeling that he and his master were looked down upon, but Fang Yun didn't care, and was devoted to reading Confucian books to prepare for his promotion to university scholar.

The next morning, Fang Yun was eating in the carriage when he heard the driver who was also eating outside the door say rudely: "General Wei, why are you here instead of eating?"

"I'm here to discuss important matters with Lord Zhang. Lord Zhang, if you don't mind, I'll get in the car."

"Wait outside the car. If there's anything, wait until I finish eating." Fang Yun responded indifferently.

"Hmph!" Wei Changxian snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Fang Yun ate slowly. He should have finished the meal in half an hour, but he ate for a quarter of an hour. Then he deliberately left Wei Changxian alone for a quarter of an hour before walking out of the carriage.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "General Wei, what can I do for you?"

Wei Changxian stared at Fang Yun, forced a smile, and said with concern: "Lord Zhang, you have more white hair. Don't work too hard in the future. Anyway, you don't have much to do. You just stay in the carriage all day to eat and sleep."

"Since there's nothing to do, I'll go back to the carriage." Fang Yun turned around.

Wei Changxian hurriedly smiled and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get down to business. February is coming soon, Guangzhou City will hold a grand early spring literary gathering tonight, and the Guangzhou prefect wants me to invite you to participate in the early spring literary gathering."

"If I remember correctly, the early spring literary gathering should be held earlier." Fang Yun said.

"The war is tight, so it will naturally be postponed for a few days." Wei Changxian replied without changing his expression.

"Oh, will Lumen Hou participate?" Fang Yun asked.

Wei Changxian smiled and said, "You are judging others by your own standards. Although you wrote poems outside the literary gathering last time, which made us a little embarrassed, we will not let you go alone and then retaliate. Don't worry, Lumen Hou and most of the generals in the army will participate. What's more, this early spring literary gathering is intended to attract the vitality of heaven and earth, hoping for good weather and good harvests. Even if you go alone, we can't tarnish your literary reputation."

"The weasel pays New Year's greetings to the chicken!" Fang Yun said and turned back to the carriage.

"My Lord, please don't say that. I am here to invite you with the sincerity of all the scholars and people in Guangzhou. If you say that, we can only say that you look down on the scholars and people in Guangzhou and don't even leave a poem." Wei Changxian said aggrievedly.

"Let me leave a poem? Okay, you ask Lumen Hou to change the military order and allow me to speak like a spring thunder. I can leave ten poems in one night!" Fang Yun said.

Wei Changxian sighed helplessly and said, "My Lord Zhang, please be kind and give me face to participate in the Early Spring Literary Meeting."

"Are you worthy of mentioning face in front of me?" Fang Yun said loudly.

The driver standing near Wei Changxian looked at Wei Changxian with a smile, feeling relieved.

Wei Changxian's face turned pale and blue, and finally he snorted coldly, saying: "This is your chance to reconcile with my master and to build good relations with the officials of Guangzhou City. If you miss this day, you will never get the friendship of my master, and the officials of Guangzhou City will also make things difficult for you. You should know that more than half of Zhucheng's food and weapons are provided by Guangzhou Prefecture!"

"Hehe..." Fang Yun laughed twice and did not answer.

Wei Changxian left in a rage.

At noon, the poetry-crazy old man sent a letter.

"Zhang Mingzhou, what happened in Guangzhou City? I heard that someone in Guangzhou City slandered your literary reputation, saying that all the scholars in Guangzhou City begged you to participate in the Early Spring Literary Meeting to see your heroic figure, but you said that Guangzhou City was not worthy of your gift of poetry. Others said that your poems were simply the result of more than ten years of hard thinking in prison, and you could not compose poems on the spot, and you were afraid of the Early Spring Literary Meeting. There are other unpleasant words, I won't say more."

Fang Yun immediately relayed Wei Changxian's words to the poetry-crazy old man.

The poetry-crazy old man quickly sent a letter saying, "So that's how it is. They must have set up some tricks at the literary gathering to tarnish your reputation. You might as well not go and find a chance to clarify, or I can come forward to help you. I still have some face."

"Don't bother with it for now, sir. I'll ask you to help me when I can't solve it."

"Well, I'll wait and see for a while. However, with your talent, even if they use tricks, they may not be able to trouble you, but will help you become famous. If you have confidence, join the literary gathering and break their rumors!"

"Thank you for your advice, old man. I will think about it carefully."

Fang Yun didn't want to go at all, but after a quarter of an hour, he received a letter from the prime minister of Qin State in the Confucius Literature World, Zhu Fengqiong.

"From today on, you will be bound by me, unless you give up your half-saint clothes."

Fang Yun was stunned for a while when he saw the letter. Zhu Fengqiong was a famous university scholar in the Confucius Literature World. He had a certain literary reputation in the Shengyuan Continent. Although he was a university scholar now, it was generally recognized that he would become a great scholar within five years, and he would become one of the most outstanding great scholars in the history of the Confucius Literature World.

Fang Yun's mind moved, thinking of the identity of the left prime minister Liu Shan, thinking of the methods of the Zajia and Zongsheng, and suddenly realized that this Zhu Fengqiong was probably a chess piece planted by Zongsheng in the Confucius Literature World.

Fang Yun smiled, and didn't expect that he could get so many benefits even though he was clearly passing the test of the Ninth Mountain.

The Confucius Literature World has always been the private land of the Kong family. If the Kong family knew that Zongsheng had planted such an important chess piece in the Confucius Literature World, they would definitely not ignore it.

"When the time comes, I will detonate this chess piece!"

Then, Fang Yun replied: "The Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty can't control me, the Marquis of Chu, and I don't need to obey anyone's constraints. However, if it's a piece of cake, I don't mind cooperating."

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