The eighteen horse-drawn green jade dragon tent car slowly stopped at the door of Fang's house.

The person who gave the gift at the door of Fang's house hurriedly avoided it, bowing his head respectfully, everyone in the capital knew that this carriage was Wen Xiang's car, usually driving on the street, and even flying in the air in an emergency.

"Fang Yun, come with me to the Xuemei Wenhui!" Wen Xiang Jiang Hechuan's voice came from inside the carriage.

"Students, come out. ”

After a while, Fang Yun was followed by three women, a dragon, a fox, and a small meteor.

Ao Huang was very excited, this was the first time he had participated in the Terran Cultural Conference, but he told Fang Yun not to talk nonsense, he gritted his teeth stubbornly, but his eyes were rolling.

The eighteen dragons pulling the cart were originally in good spirits, but after Ao Huang appeared, they all bowed their heads in fright, and they didn't dare to breathe, their legs trembled slightly, and two of them were even so frightened that they urinated out.

Wen Xiang's carriage was much larger than ordinary carriages, Fang Yun boarded the carriage first, looked at Jiang Hechuan with white hair on the seat, and arched his hand: "The student has seen Lord Wen Xiang." ”

Jiang Hechuan got up and said with a smile: "Are you moving here?"

"Ahem...... Our family, from women to foxes to little bad dragons, are all talented and show them the world. Fang Yundao.

"You...... Ben Long doesn't speak!" Ao Huang snorted and spoke outside the car.

Fang Yun said to the car door: "Come up and see Lord Wenxiang." ”

Yang Yuhuan, Zhao Hongxiang and Su Xiaoxiao came up in turn, the slave jumped down from Yang Yuhuan's arms, the three women bowed as a salute, but the slave got up and gave up his hand like a scholar.

Jiang Hechuan was amused by the little fox and smiled, and stretched out his hand to beckon the slave to come over.

The slave shook his head, hid behind Fang Yun, hugged Fang Yun's legs, and poked his head out to look at Jiang Hechuan secretly, a little shy.

Jiang Hechuan laughed and said, "Fang Yun, your little fox really eats and wipes clean and doesn't admit it." Last time I ate my monkey man's fruit, this time I turned my face and didn't recognize anyone. ”

The slave was even more shy, hiding behind Fang Yun and not daring to come out.

"White-bearded old man, Ben Long is here!" Ao Huang jumped into the carriage and shook his head while looking around, as if to say: Broken car, poor and sour, compared with Ben Long's family, it is far worse.

Jiang Hechuan smiled and said, "Hechuan has seen Prince Huang. ”

"Be polite, you just treat me as Fang Yun's younger brother, our true dragon is never publicized. Ao Huang finished. Fly to the table in the carriage and start tasting the pastries and fruits, and then look like they are okay.

Fang Yun didn't bother to pay attention to Ao Huang and sat down with Jiang Hechuan.

As soon as Jiang Hechuan sat down, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said, "Can you think of the poems of Yongmei?"

"There's an eyebrow. ”

"That's fine. A smile appeared on Jiang Hechuan's face.

"Lord Wenxiang, there are disputes between Mei Xue every year, so it doesn't matter if I don't write this year. ”

"You're still young, if you experienced the fiasco of the Mei Party fifty years ago. Not so. That year, the snow was unusually heavy and the plum blossoms were particularly bright......"

Subsequently, Jiang Hechuan recounted the tragic Xuemei dispute that year. At the beginning, Yongxue's poems and Yongmei's poems were on the same page, but later Yongxue's poems sprung up, and finally they accounted for the top eight of Xuemei's literary list!

Fang Yun listened silently. vaguely guessed that Jiang Hechuan must have participated in the Xuemei dispute that year, but he was pressed down by the Snow Party and became a painful memory. That's why I have always valued the Xuemei dispute.

Fang Yun was serious on the surface, but he secretly laughed in his heart, he didn't expect that a generation of Confucians also had an unbearable past.

After talking about the events of the year, Jiang Hechuan quickly regained his composure and stared at Fang Yun.

"Fang Yun, the Mei Party is all up to you!" Jiang Hechuan said earnestly.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best. Fang Yun couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, Wen Xiang's appearance was like entrusting him with a mission.

Jiang Hechuan glanced at the carriage, groaned slightly, and said, "This time the Demon Saint Wolf slaughtered the scene, my Jingguo is basically helpless, and I am waiting for the results of the temples and Chen Sheng's holy oracle. Now we are recalling the officials from all over the country, and tomorrow morning the court will discuss this matter, and the top 50 of you will hold a court meeting outside the palace...... Look at me as an old fool, you are different from them, you are now a cabinet walker, and you should be ranked at the end of the third-grade officials, in the palace. ”

Fang Yun pondered, although he studied hard for many days, he had not personally experienced the cruel political struggle after all, and it was not good to express his opinions casually in the court, especially since he was about to be officially canonized as a virtual saint, he should be cautious in his words and deeds.

Zhao Hongxiang snorted coldly and said, "This time the demon saint order, the happiest person is afraid that the traitor of the left prime minister." ”

Fang Yun glanced at Zhao Hongxiang, she was right, she had been worried about this matter.

The reason why Zuo Xiang Liushan's power has swelled, in addition to his superb means, the most important thing is that behind him are Qingguo and Zongsheng, and Jingguo is in danger, and many officials have to take refuge in Zuo Xiang in order to be in the future.

A few days ago, Liu Shan was repeatedly suppressed by Fang Yun, and his power was suddenly reduced to less than forty percent of the original, but the appearance of the demon holy order was tantamount to cheering the Zuo Xiang Party.

Cao Man attacked Jingguo with all his might, and the result was undoubted, it was inevitable that Jingguo was divided between Qingguo and Wuguo, and even if these officials were loyal, they had to find a way out for the future.

Zuo Xiang, who is good with Qingguo, and King Kang, who is good with Wuguo, is the first choice, but King Kang is just a person, and he is a relative of the royal family of Jingguo, once Jingguo is destroyed, it is impossible for Wuguo to attach too much importance to King Kang, but Zuo Xiang has great Confucian qualifications, and has a close relationship with the Miscellaneous Sect and Saint, and he will definitely be able to occupy a place in Qingguo in the future.

"I'm Jingguo...... There is still a silver lining. Jiang Hechuan said.

Hearing this, Fang Yun sighed in his heart, even the dignified Wenxiang said such a thing, the future of Jingguo was too slim.

"Could it be that in a year's time, I want to watch Jingguo collapse?" Fang Yun thought to himself.

Jiang Hechuan said in a low voice: "The old man has long been ready for the destruction of Jingguo, but the destruction of Jingguo is just the beginning, I am afraid that the miscellaneous family will use the destruction of Jingguo as an excuse to change their tough strategy against the barbarians, and use Huairou means and even pay the annual tribute like Gu Guo to win over the three barbarians." Of course, the premise is to force the wolf to leave the Shengyuan Continent or kill it. I have read your "Theory of the Six Kingdoms", and although the situation between the Six Kingdoms and Qin is different from the current situation, the truth is the same!"

"I'm worried about that too. Fang Yun became more and more unwilling, he obviously wrote the astonishing "Theory of the Six Kingdoms", if there was enough time, maybe he could make the miscellaneous family give up using Huairou means to unite the barbarians, but now the grass barbarians want to destroy the Jingguo, a year later, the Jingguo will be destroyed, and the Gu Kingdom that paid the annual tribute is still there, and the "Theory of the Six Kingdoms" will lose the foundation for its establishment.

Whether it is killing two barbarian saints who resist the union or wolf slaughtering to attack Jingguo, it is in the interests of the miscellaneous family and the sect saint, Fang Yun even suspects that it is the sect saint who is secretly promoting this qiē, if so, the sect saint is too terrible, far more powerful than imagined, it is completely playing Jing Guo and the grass barbarian in applause.

Fang Yun only felt a chill to his bones, but slowly, he clenched his hands.

"There is still a chance! As long as Jingguo still exists, there will be a chance! I will use the facts to prove that you are wrong!"

The carriage slowed down, and the coachman outside the door whispered, "It's almost time to reach the plum garden." (To be continued......)