1487 Pressure

"General Wei, why are you shouting here?" Fang Yun entered the official office with a calm face.

Wei Changxian immediately pretended to look like he had just discovered Fang Yun, and said, "It turns out that you are here, the last general is angry for a while, and he wants the Hou Ye not to blame." However, please finish the backlog of ten days of official business before tomorrow, if this causes the soldiers to roar or mutiny, then Lord Lumen Hou will not be able to protect you!"

Fang Yun looked at Wei Changxian indifferently and said, "How could the Marquis of Lumen protect me?

Wei Changxian's face moved slightly, and then he smiled: "What means? The last general will leave here, and ask the marquis to finish his official duties as soon as possible, don't teach my marshal to be difficult. Wei Changxian said and left.

The official in the official room hurriedly said, "Lord Zhang, you are here." ”

Fang Yun nodded, and walked to the room where he was handling official business, and saw a large number of official documents on the table in the room, which were two feet high, and covered the entire desk.

The accumulation of documents in these ten days is obviously more than the sum of the normal ten days.

"It seems that they finally can't hold back and start dealing with me! Although the official office does not do much good, it is a very important place, and it is easy to find out the omissions and ask the guilty. Last time, they had already found out the omissions in the official documents, and this time, they would definitely not give up, and once they took action, the situation would inevitably expand! Could it be that they really want to create a camp or mutiny because of the delay in these official documents?"

Fang Yun thought in his heart, sent a letter to Zhang Qingfeng, and asked him to go to each battalion immediately to understand the situation, and then start to quickly deal with the official documents.

Fang Yun slapped the official documents, and the official documents flew, the unbound pages were lined up in the air, and the bound pages were quickly turned under the blowing of the wind, which was the same as the pattern of Fang Yun reading the official documents accumulated by the pro-guard battalion that day.

Soon, Fang Yun finished reading all the official documents, and then held the official seal in his left hand and a brush in his right hand, controlling his talent to turn the page, or writing instructions, or stamping the official seal.

After processing an official document, he threw it to the ground in the house with great talent, and the officials in the house hurriedly went to look through it.

Fang Yun soon discovered that some official documents had been deliberately accumulated before, and they had obviously been prepared in advance. However, fortunately, Fang Yun only has the right to convey and forward, and has no right to decide, even if there is really an omission, it will not be a big crime, unless it causes extremely serious consequences.

Not long after, Fang Yun received a letter from Zhang Qingfeng.

"Are you too careful? I secretly asked the people of the various armies, and they all said that there was no big deal. The only thing that concerns you is that the documents in the official office have been blocked recently, the communication between the various levels and the army has become sluggish, the soldiers' letters have not been able to arrive for a long time, and the letters they have written have not been delivered. As long as you settle those official documents today, I don't see any problems. ”

"Thank you, maybe I'm thinking too much!" Fang Yun was busy until the evening, and finally finished processing all the official documents, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Putting down the brush, Fang Yun gently rubbed his wrist, and just went back to his residence, but received a message from Zhu Fengqiong.

"Are you going to finish 'Crossing the Zero Ding Yang', or are you going to write a new poem?"

"Didn't you say that it would be solved within three days?" Fang Yun was originally a little tired, and he didn't have a good temper when he passed the book.

"All the things you do in the Confucian Shengwen Realm are decided by the old man! Doesn't the old man have the right to ask? Zhang Longxiang, you have to remember your identity, you are just a lucky little Hanlin, not to mention that in the Confucian Shengwen Realm, even in your small Chu country, there are many people who can destroy your holy way, and the old man is better than everyone in your Chu country except for the Great Confucian! Only if you are better than Fang Xusheng can you be qualified to bargain with the old man!"

"If you can defeat me, why don't you compare with Fang Xu's holy text?" Fang Yun sneered.

"Ridiculous! The old man is looking for you, not for a war of words, but now the old man is asking you, when will you be able to write a good poem?"

"You only care about good poetry, do you know that Lumenhou is ready to do something to me? The so-called ten-day lockdown is a means they have already thought of, even if I don't get drunk and scold, he will have a seizure at this time! The last time he found out the omission of the official study, it was just the beginning, this time, he is very likely to punish me for a big crime, if I can't survive, I will definitely go to prison again. If they get through, I'm afraid they will use more radical means!"

"The old man doesn't care, if you write a good poem attacking the Chu State and the Lumen Marquis, everything is easy to say, if you can't do it, you will fend for yourself!

Fang Yun gritted his teeth, and after a while, he began to take a deep breath, slowly controlling his emotions.

"What a Ninth Mountain ......"

Fang Yun stood at the door, looking up at the starry sky at night.

At this moment, Fang Yun felt layer after layer of power pressing on him, and even felt that a shadow was cast on his heart.

The pressure of breaking into the Ninth Mountain, the pressure of the national fortune of the Chu State, the pressure of being a suspected rebel Hanlin, the pressure of Zhu Fengqiong, the prime minister of the Qin State, the pressure of the Zhujiang Army and the Lumen Marquis, the pressure of the barbarian army of Lianshan Pass, and the pressure of the Battle of Bishen in the Two Realms Mountain......

Fang Yun's face changed slightly, because he remembered a seemingly ridiculous possibility.

"Since the holy scripture "Yi Chuan" can cover up all traces of me, the aura of talent, the vision of poetry, and the tone of appearance, then, when I am in a difficult situation, I declare that I am Fang Xusheng, will "Yi Chuan" also cover it up and let others still treat me as Zhang Longxiang? If I quit the Ninth Mountain now, will the old man of Shushan agree? If I can't resolve the grievances about Zhang Longxiang, will I die in the Confucian Shengwen Realm?"

"What's on the ninth mountain?"

The more Fang Yun thought about it, the heavier his heart became.

Suddenly, Zhang Qingfeng sent an urgent message.

Fang Yun hurriedly picked up the official seal to check.

"There are many soldiers in the left, right, rear, and Lumen armies of the Pearl River Army who are complaining about you and saying that you are incompetent! The weather is getting hotter, and a few days ago it was supposed to be a day to change clothes, but you are not there, and you do not convey documents, and now the soldiers are still wearing spring clothes. There was a rain in the morning that was very cool, but after that rain, the sky in Zhucheng was clear, the sun was hot, and some soldiers fainted because of overdressing during the afternoon training, and many soldiers had to complete the afternoon training naked. ”

"It's understandable that you have taken back the property of the Zhujiang Marquis Mansion, but the people related to those industries are difficult to adapt to the changes, some have lost their livelihoods, and some of their incomes have been greatly reduced, and some of these people's sons, nephews and relatives are soldiers in the Zhujiang Army, and they have been complaining in the army. Not only that, but in the afternoon, some people have been secretly saying that the reason why you haven't received the letter from home recently is because you have dragged it and not approved the paperwork, and all the letters from the soldiers to the family a few days ago have been left in Zhucheng and have not been sent away. ”

"What you were worried about before was not wrong at all, the Marquis of Lumen had been planning to deal with you for a long time, and before you entered the official study, he had already secretly laid out, found an opportunity to ground you, and then instigated the soldiers. The old man suspects that there may be a roar in the army tonight!"

Fang Yun knew very well what Ying Xiao was.

The environment of the barracks is different from the outside world, it is too closed, once the pressure is too great, and the soldiers are not relieved, there will be people who collapse, shouting, and only one person will collapse, which will inevitably cause mental problems for the people nearby, and finally the whole army will fall into madness. (To be continued.) )