Chapter 1710 (1/2)

August 11 is the day when the Terran ”Wen Bao” is published. Every morning, there are long lines in front of the literary academy bookstores all over the Terran, which can block the whole literary academy road. This day is also the happiest day for booksellers everywhere, because today can earn at least a hundred more than usual.

However, there was a strange scene in Xiangzhou. Only half of the people lined up in front of the bookstore of the literary academy in each city to buy Wen Bao!

Both the clerks who sell Wen Bao and the readers who buy newspapers are surprised by the sheer number of people.

There is a saying in the Terran that you can not read the holy way, but you can't do without reading the Wen Bao.

The content of the holy way is too profound. At least until Jinshi can barely understand it all, and the whole people can understand half at most. As for children or scholars, they can only understand a very small part, and most people won't buy it.

In recent years, only when Fang Yun keeps breaking the record of Shengdao will it trigger a rush to buy Shengdao.

At ordinary times, only Wen Bao is really worth queuing up.

But now, Wen Bao has made so many people think it's not worth queuing up to buy early.

The people present were surprised, but they soon understood the reason.

Because the people's daily.

This morning, Fang Yun was having breakfast when Zhou Mu Dong Wencong broke in with a middle-aged man in lifting clothes.

”My Lord, I have something important to tell you!”

Fang Yun put down his chopsticks and glanced at Dong Wencong and the man behind him. The information of the holy yard immediately came to his mind and soon recognized the red faced middle-aged man. His name is Geng Hui. He worked as an eight grade civil servant in Baling city. In those years, he sent a document to attack Jingguo. After Xiangzhou belonged to Jingguo, although he was silent for a long time, he was still regarded as a celebration official.

”Sit down and say.” Fang Yun waved, and the two chairs flew behind them driven by invisible forces.

Where did they dare to sit, Dong Wencong stood and said, ”Sir, Geng Hui got a message yesterday. This morning, he told the junior officer that he didn't dare to make decisions and brought him to see you. Geng Hui, say what you said before in front of the governor.”

”Yes, sir.” Geng Hui said, looking at Fang Yun. His eyes were flustered and his breathing fluctuated.

Fang Yun's talent flows slowly, and the power of the triple realm of object, knowledge and sincerity is brought into play at the same time. Fang Yun can see the thinnest pores of Geng Hui's skin. At the same time, he makes various inferences according to Geng Hui's breathing, action, vision and heartbeat, and then uses the power of sincere artistic conception to eliminate all distractions and ensure the final choice of the most correct result.

Fang Yun found Geng Hui a little nervous and cramped, but there was no fear or hiding anything.

”Go ahead,” Fang Yun said casually.

Geng Hui bowed deeply and then said, ”I've seen the governor, junior officer Geng Hui. I was obsessed and went astray. I once said nothing. I hope you will forgive me.”