Fang Yun put away the official seal, shook his head slightly, and smiled.

"Jing'an, this kid, took Zhang Wankong's bragging seriously, fortunately, I knew that this kind of thing would never happen, and I never mentioned it, otherwise I would inevitably become the laughing stock of the Confucian literary world and even the human race. ”

Fang Yun thought to himself, sitting in the carriage, closing his eyes and recuperating.

This time, Fang Yun did not read, but was deducing the next march and the movements of the barbarians.

The barbarians here are different from the barbarians of the Shengyuan Continent and the Demon Realm, and it seems that they are influenced by the Confucian Shengwen Realm and are more willing to use the means of the Terrans to win, which is very similar to the barbarians domesticated by the Terrans.

Thinking of this, Fang Yun realized in his heart, this Confucian Saint Literary Realm, I am afraid that there is another mystery, not just to cultivate people in the literary world to fight.

Along the way, there was not much difference from before, whether it was the generals of the Lumen Army or the Jingnan Army, they did not talk to Fang Yun.

The only thing that has changed is that the attitude of the sergeants around Fang Yun has changed, and Fang Yun has a little more respect.

Fang Yun didn't know the specific marching plan, but at night, according to the direction of the team's advance, he basically guessed the general situation.

"Before, the team would find the fastest way to go, often passing through some wasteland or hills, and not stopping when they came across some cities. But now, it should only take the safer official road, from one city to another, and then to the next. As long as they rested at the edge of the city and were sheltered by the power of the temple, the barbarians would never dare to attack, which not only reduced fatigue and casualties, but also avoided the collapse of morale. However, this will delay many days, and I am afraid that it will take at least six or seven days to arrive. ”

The army successfully arrived in Dingnan County and then camped outside the city.

Lumen Hou learned the lesson of yesterday and stayed in the barracks, only accepting a visit from the Dingnan County Order, and never entering the city to participate in the banquet.

Early the next morning, the sergeant finished breakfast and prepared to leave. Fang Yun's tongue burst into the sound of spring thunder.

"The year has been gray and new, and it is spring again in a hurry.

Fujian and Guangdong are empty and leave customers? The years are ruthless and do not lend people.

One inch of Dan's heart wants to serve the country, and two lines of tears are missing relatives.

Lonely and fierce and difficult to pastime, the gold plate is clustered with five hardships. ”

As soon as the voice spread, the scholars in Dingnan County rushed to tell each other and cheered.

"Zhang Mingzhou left poems in my Dadingnan!"

But. Wei Changxian, who was about to get on the horse, waved his whip and frantically whipped the war horse.

The horse kept stepping to dodge, screaming again and again.

After dozens of whips, Wei Changxian calmed down, pondered the poem carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

The first couplet is not unique, but the poet laments that after a year, the gray hair continues to increase, and the horses are in a hurry. It's spring again.

The couplet made Wei Changxian quite angry, as if the poet was saying: "What is it that makes me stay here in Fujian and Guangdong as an idler? The years are ruthless and unforgiving, and I don't want to waste my good time here." The implication is that he is still criticizing the Marquis of Lumen for leaving the dignified Zhujiang Marquis in the army as an idle guest.

The neck couplet expresses Fang Yun's true feelings, he obviously has a loyal heart to serve the country, but now he has nothing to do, he can only miss his family with tears.

In the final couplet, the poet's lonely feelings are so intense that it is difficult to control. I had to make some dishes to eat alone to relieve the emotions in my heart.

Wei Changxian really wanted to find Fang Yun Theory. On the surface, this poem is only written with grief and indignation, and the available words are very vicious, "empty guest" directly refers to the fact that Lumen Hou will not use people and even implies that he will not lead the army, and "two lines of tears" is obviously an exaggerated penmanship, Lumen Hou's incompetence makes him have no way to serve the country, and he is angry and crying. In the end, you can only disguise it as missing your loved ones.

Wei Changxian gritted his teeth, but he felt that there was nowhere to use his strength, this poem was too cunning, and the dignified marquis cried, so he could only eat and drink to suppress his feelings. What else can they say?

"This bastard, I didn't expect to be more and more sympathetic! It's just a scoundrel among the literati!" Wei Changxian scolded in a low voice.

The army left Dingnan County and continued to hurry, passing through Heping County, Fang Yun thought that the army would go to Heyuan County due south, because if they went to the south, they would arrive in Zhucheng as soon as possible. However, in this case, the army would not be able to arrive in the evening, and it would not be until the early hours of the morning.

However, the army marched southeast to Longchuan County, so that the army could camp early, but it was delayed for half a day.

As a result of choosing this path, the team was not attacked by the barbarians.

After resting for the night in Longchuan County, the army went to Heyuan County, and before leaving, another tongue spring thunder exploded in the sky.

"Every inch of mountains and rivers is every inch of gold,

Whoever is in charge of the separatist force.

The cuckoo bows to the sky and tears again,

Jingwei infinite reclamation heart. ”

In Longchuan County, the scholars rejoiced.

"Zhang Mingzhou left a poem!"

Wei Changxian was so angry that he pulled out his long sword, raised it high, and slashed it down.

Burst......

The horse's head flew up, blood splattered.

"Zhang Longxiang, don't go too far!" Wei Changxian couldn't help but roar with a spring thunder.

Xun Tianling looked in the direction where Fang Yun was and sighed: "A person who can write such a poem will never go against the grain." ”

The Marquis of Lumen, who was not far away, turned a blind eye, but the hand holding the horsewhip was tighter, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes, this poem was more aggressive than the previous one, and it was directed at the King of Chu!

Whose fault is it that every inch of the mountains and rivers of the Chu State is as precious as gold, but now it has been divided by the barbarians? The poet is like a cuckoo shouting that the Chu State will regain its majesty, even if it shouts until it vomits blood, it will not stop, and it will be like a Jingwei bird holding a small stone to reclaim the sea, and he will not give up until he reaches his goal.

The Marquis of Lumen was pale, Zhang Longxiang was imprisoned for ten years, and the fall of a large area of land in the Chu River was naturally not on his head, so he could only blame the King of Chu and the generals of the Chu State, and this poem has a deeper meaning, once this crusade against the barbarians failed, it was not the responsibility of Zhang Longxiang like the guest, but Zhang Longxiang would not admit defeat because of this, and would insist on pacifying the barbarians.

The army went to Heyuan, and after arriving, it set off east again, arrived in Zijin County at night, and stayed overnight.

In the early morning of the next day, the man had just made a fire to cook, and a voice of spring thunder exploded, but it was not Fang Yun who spoke, it was the university scholar Lumenhou.

"From today onwards, in order to prevent the barbarians from prying eyes, no one is allowed to speak with a spring thunder, otherwise they will be killed on the grounds of leaking secrets!"

Wei Changxian breathed a sigh of relief, and the soldiers of the whole army also breathed a sigh of relief, if Fang Yun came to a poem every day, his iron heart would not be able to stand it, and one day he would be mad and mad.

"It's a pity......"

Fang Yun let out a long sigh, which made the coachman and the surrounding soldiers cry and laugh.

The army marched forward and camped in Haifeng County at night.

In the middle of the night, Fang Yun was reading as usual, but a voice came to his ears.

"Old man Lei Tingzhen, a great Confucian, brought the goodwill of the Shengyuan Continent Sect, the Gu family and the Lei family to visit Zhang Mingzhou. ”

Fang Yun was stunned, the hairs on his whole body stood on end, cold sweat was dripping behind his back, and countless thoughts popped up in his heart, one of which was the most terrifying, the Lei family and the Zong family found themselves to destroy their own Sanshang Book Mountain?

However, this thought flashed away, and Fang Yun's face returned to calm.

"Please come in. Fang Yun said in a low voice.

The door opened, and a man dressed in black entered.

(To be continued.) )