Chapter 831 (1/2)

Seeing this scene, the Qing officials could not describe their inner feelings. They all looked at Fang Yun with surprise. They clearly wrote a poem to save the dancer and scold Qing Jun. in the end, they were able to force the Qing monarchs and officials to be centrifugal, and it was difficult to recover.

Things have happened. No matter what Xinzhi does, what happens today will always pierce into Qingjun's heart.

The thorn itself is not very powerful, but if it goes down on the day when Qingguo loses Xiangzhou, it will never be dissolved unless Qingguo takes back Xiangzhou.

Some colleagues who made friends with Xin Zhi sighed that although the Imperial Academy was high, it was nothing in front of the monarch.

Like Qingguo, a large country with a vast territory, Qingjun doesn't even care about the fate of the great scholar. Only the great Confucianism can make him pay attention to it.

In Jingguo, a great scholar went to stay to shake the government and the public.

Fang Yun knows that taking over a state is a huge project. As for the negotiation of another government, he can't get down for a month or two. All these things will be negotiated by Jingguo officials. He won't waste his time on such small things.

”It's up to general Zhou to negotiate with all the officials, and I'll go back to Jingdu tomorrow.” Fang Yun said and walked outside the State Academy of literature.

Walking out of the state literary academy, I saw one side of the literary academy street, which, as before, was blocked by countless baling city people. However, those people are waiting quietly, especially quiet.

Everyone looked at Fang Yun and repressed his excitement.

Most of the people who come here are elderly people, at least 40, and the oldest is over 90. They have all experienced the terrorist period of Qingguo's suppression of Xiangzhou decades ago. The unforgettable hatred can not be eliminated in any case.

Looking at the dark crowd ahead, Fang Yun looked sad and said, ”I've wronged you these years.”

Fang Yun's words were like a switch, which completely erupted the grievances accumulated for many years. Countless people burst into tears, and some even cried.

The cry was loud.

”Son of a bitch, let's go back to Jingguo! Back to Jingguo!”

”Dad, your spirit in heaven must have seen it! We are from Jingguo again! The words on your tombstone can be changed! Can be changed!”

”Back to Jingguo!”

”Back to Jingguo...”

Most of the young people who didn't know much about that year were infected by this atmosphere and their eyes were red. They were all intelligent people and knew the difference between being a Qingguo person or a Jingguo person.

Some scholars clenched their fists, their eyes were firm, and their eyes were full of unprecedented hope.

The return of Xiangzhou to the king means that since then, everyone in Xiangzhou is equal and everyone is qualified to participate in the imperial examination of Xiangzhou. The quota of Xiangzhou will no longer be taken away by people in other states.

However, a few young people are not happy. Most of them migrate from all parts of Qingguo. Xiangzhou returns. If nothing happens, they will move away immediately.

With a shallow smile, Fang Yun looked at what was happening in front of him. After a long time, he went back to his residence in the State Academy of Arts and continued to study.

For Fang Yun, it seems that today is just an ordinary day and there is no need to rest.

Until late at night, Fang Yun lay in bed and recalled what had happened on that day, from going to dinner and writing poetry, to confrontation with Xin Zhi's two armies, and then to ten literary battles.

In the end, Fang Yun was tired and fell asleep slowly.

Fang Yun originally wanted to sleep for only one hour as usual, but ten literary battles were too tired, which exceeded the limit that ordinary Jinshi could reach. It was not only physical fatigue, but also Wendan and Wengong reached the limit.

After three hours, Fang Yun woke up. At the moment, it was sunny and empty on the big day.