"Fang Yun, what the hell is going on? Lei Shushan said that you deceived people too much, and even booked the first class of the fortification and agricultural departments!"

"What Lei Shushan said is the truth? It's over, you've been caught by someone now! Not only have you offended Lei Shushan, but you've even offended the workers' and peasants' families! The people of these two families are not good at fighting, but they are particularly good at comparing the truth!"

"It's worthy of being a hypocrisy! This is the luck in my mind! Do it right, since you want to fight, you don't need to worry about saying it, but it will become your own motivation. Flies and insects are crying, don't spend autumn and winter, don't care about those small attacks!" Yan Yukong's biography is completely different from other friends.

Fang Yun didn't care about this in the first place, he couldn't help but nod after seeing Yan Yukong's biography, this insight alone far surpassed everyone, if he didn't have himself, Yan Yukong would inevitably become the brightest star in this era.

Before becoming an Void Saint, Fang Yun would look ahead and backward, afraid that this kind of thing would bring strict consequences to himself, but now, the wind is blowing, the heart lake is not wrinkled, and the place where the body is is not stained with dust.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, vaguely finding that he had reached the flawless Cheng Dù of the "Tongue Sword Jinshi", whether it was his tongue or his own will, he had reached the peak, and his sharpness was unmatched, and no one could stop him.

As long as you brew a little, you can break through and become a Tibetan Feng Jinshi.

However, this last step is even more sharp!

Zang Feng Jinshi and Zang Feng's poems in the word "Zang Feng" meaning the same, once you become Zang Feng Jinshi, the temperament will be more modest, not often angry, but once the use of the sword, the power will inevitably be enhanced in a short period of time.

From then on, the longer the tongue sword was brewed in the gall, the more powerful it became.

There was once a Jinshi who did not use his tongue and sword for fifteen years after becoming a Tibetan Feng Jinshi, and after becoming a Hanlin, the sword thundered and killed a top saint demon marquis with a sword. Even if he was the top genius of the human race, it was impossible to kill the Holy Son Demon Marquis with a sword when he first became Hanlin.

Some people even said that if the Great Confucian can hide the edge for ten thousand years, the sword will crack the sky, and if the half-saint does not hide, he will definitely be injured!

Fang Yun entered the literary list with the official seal in his hand, and found an article that had many replies from readers, which was Lei Shushan's battle book.

Lei Shushan first said that he was just trying to win over Ao Huang, and then accused Fang Yun of being intolerant, and arrogantly said that he wanted two first-class subjects. Seeing the peasant family and the industrial family in the world as nothing, he will definitely represent the two families to defeat Fang Yun.

Lei Shushan was already quite prestigious among the two families, and as soon as he said this, a few people who didn't know immediately supported him, believing that Fang Yun had insulted the two families, but most people were waiting.

Fang Yun's status is no longer what it used to be, in the eyes of most people, let alone that things are not certain, even if Fang Yun really said so. That's nothing!

Since Fang Yun had made achievements in poetry, soldiers, doctors, and legalists, what did he mean by winning the first class in the two palace examinations of workers and peasants? After all, this was only a one-year palace examination, and it was only a competition between Jinshi, and it was not a matter of reforming one family and revolutionizing the world.

Fang Yun looked at it. smiled indifferently, as long as there were no changes in Ning'an County, there was no need for me to care at all, no matter how big this external storm was. As long as you are determined, you can't be there!

To Fang Yun, Lei Shushan's attack was just a small episode. The only effect was to strengthen the determination to improve the textile machinery.

In the afternoon, Fang Yun continued to try the case, and then began to prepare for the weaving innovation.

In the early morning of 11 February, an army of 3,000 people, composed of the Beimang Army and the officers and soldiers of Ning'an County, arrived at Gongfang Street and completely isolated some of the workshops from the outside world.

After the appearance of these torture hall scholars, no matter which faction or family they belonged to, they all continued their affairs silently, and they didn't even dare to discuss it, for fear that they would be targeted by these evil stars if they said the wrong thing.

The Torture Hall is composed of two parts, one part is specifically responsible for the changes of the Legalist Sacred Path, the continuous improvement of the Terran law, the Legalist Sacred Path to a higher level, and the auxiliary of the Holy Courtyard Saints in legislation. In addition to this, they are responsible for judging Terran felons.

The second part is to supervise the scholars of the world, and have the power to arrest without the consent of the families and countries.

The Torture Hall is the most powerful of the various institutions of the Holy Court, although the War Hall is strong, but it is not external to the inside, everyone is respectful and fearful, and the Torture Hall is a change of style.

The rest of the families have been discussing the division of the Torture Temple, and the current plan is to set up another Dharma Temple, which is responsible for the administration of the Clan, so that the Torture Hall only has law enforcement powers, not judicial powers.

The news that the entire weaving workshop in Ning'an County was isolated by the torture hall soon spread, and almost everyone guessed that Fang Yun was probably carrying out an innovation in the textile organ, and this innovation was extraordinary.

Fang Yun originally wanted to go deep into the workshop in the next few days, using the knowledge of his later generations to combine with the Divine Dao of the Gongjia to carry out mechanism innovation, even if he couldn't form the Mo family belt, he could also form a Luban ruler, which would help him to a certain extent.

However, that night, the county Cheng Tao came to report to the new year, hoping that Fang Yun would go to the holy temple tomorrow to worship the heavens, and use the power of the holy temple to melt the frozen soil, so that it would be convenient for the people of Ning'an County to farm.

If Fang Yun was a bureaucrat, he would immediately refuse, and then wait a few days before announcing that he would go to the temple to worship the heavens, establish his authority, and not let Tao Dingnian lead the way.

However, Fang Yun just asked Tao Dingnian to go back and wait for news, and then summoned his staff.

After half an hour of discussion, the farmer's staff decided that the ground had warmed up and that it was a good time to melt the frozen soil.

Fang Yun made a decision after a little reflection between the interests of the farmer and the establishment of authority.

"Tomorrow I am going to go to the temple to worship the heavens and melt the frozen ground. ”

"My lord is wise!" many aides praised one after another, if Fang Yun was really a bureaucratic style, they would be extremely disappointed.

Early in the morning of the second day, Fang Yun and Ao Huang took a Longma luxury car, followed by the mighty Ning'an County officials, and went to the county academy together.

When you enter the gate of the Prefectural Buntoin, it is the square in front of the temple.

The square is hung with ornaments to worship the heavens, incense and candles are burned in the table and the tripod in front, and the three animals of several days are placed on the table, and the three roasted horses, cows and sheep exude a curling aroma.

"The auspicious time has not yet arrived, so please wait a while for the prefectural order. Tao Dingnian said in a low voice.

Fang Yun nodded and waited quietly, while the rest of the officials also stood in front of the holy temple, Ao Huang was coiled in the air, closing his eyes and recuperating.

As the minutes passed, someone knocked on the door of the mansion of the county government.

"Bang ......"

Fang Daniu walked out quickly, and saw that it was the errand officer of the county government office who knocked on the door, mainly to deliver or give orders, and he was often seen.

"The county magistrate has just given an order, please ask Mrs. Fang to go to the county academy, and then go to the workshop street together. ”

"Thank you, I'll go back and tell my mother. Fang Daniu said and turned around.

After a short time, Yang Yuhuan and Su Xiaoxiao entered the carriage with slaves, and the two mare barbarians and forty barbarian private soldiers and two hundred demon iron cavalry guarded the carriage and slowly moved forward.

This is the standard set by Fang Yun, if he is not there, Yang Yuhuan must bring enough people to go out alone. (To be continued......)