Fang Yun was the same as every day, he still slept at four o'clock in the morning during the military time, and woke up on time at six o'clock and walked out of the bedroom.

Fang Da Niu waited at the door for a long time, dressed in a neat blue silk robe, with a beard on his lips, looking more stable and mature.

When Fang Yun went out, he began to report the situation at home seriously.

"Everything has been packed overnight, and everything that is not used has been put in the wagon. Only some dishes and chopsticks were still there, and the housewife said that they didn't need to take them away. We have checked the things in your study three times, they are all ordinary books and the four treasures of the study, and the rest should be in your drinking river shell......"

Fang Daniu didn't care whether Fang Yun listened to it or not, he kept chattering, and he was still holding a few pieces of paper in his hand, all of which were recorded.

Fang Yun looked up at the sky, the sun in early winter had not yet appeared in the east, only Wenqu Star was hanging high in the sky, and the city was full of silver light.

Outside the city, dark clouds were thick, and the cold wind howled.

After having breakfast with Yang Yuhuan, Fang Yun and Yang Yuhuan held hands, hugged the slave, and walked around the back office.

Fang Yun stood at the door of the back office, looked at the place where he had lived for nearly a year, and turned around and walked out.

"Master, can we come back again?" Yang Yuhuan asked in a low voice.

"Come back if you get the chance. ”

"Hmm. ”

Yang Yuhuan glanced back again, shrunk his neck slightly in the cold wind, and walked towards the main gate of the county government with Fang Yun.

In the open space behind the main gate of the county government, the officials of Ning'an County are listed.

"Good morning, Lord Void Saint. The officials bent down in unison.

Yang Yuhuan hurriedly bowed his knees in return, and Fang Yun nodded lightly with a smile.

"Good morning. You've been waiting for a long time, don't say much, and set off immediately. Fang Yun didn't stop and walked towards the outside of the yamen.

The Ryoma luxury car was parked outside the yamen, and the private soldiers and officials had blocked the entire street.

Fang Yun descended the steps and heard a tsunami-like cry from both sides.

"Fang Xusheng!"

"Lord Fang!"

"Xiaofang County Order!"

"Fang Quanjia!"

"Fang Zhuangyuan!"

......

There was a burst of shouting. Fang Yun turned his head to look at the left and right, a large number of people in Ning'an County were blocked out by the messengers, if there were no officials to stop them, they would have rushed in a long time ago.

Fang Yun smiled slightly, successively bowed his hands to both sides, and then took Yang Yuhuan to the Longma luxury car.

When everyone in the Fang family got into the carriage behind, the convoy started.

The people in front stood on both sides, shouting like thunder, and the people behind followed closely.

If you look at it from above, except on the road leading to the south gate near the yamen. There was hardly anyone in the rest of Ning'an City.

Many stupid dogs and stupid cats didn't know what was going on, and thought they had become the masters of the city, so they were very excited and kept running around barking.

At first, many people cheered Fang Yun's name happily, but as they walked, many began to shout loudly.

"Fang Xusheng, can you be the county magistrate for another year, just one year!"

"yes. Xiaofang County Order can't go, except for you, there is no good official in the whole world!"

"Just stay. ”

"Fang Qingtian ......"

Many voices were weeping and uncontrollable.

Achievements can be faked. The evaluation can be faked, the Wanmin umbrella can be faked, the ability can be faked, and the expression can be faked. Words can be faked, but the people's hearts can't be faked, and the changes in Ning'an City can't be faked.

Fang Yun held Yang Yuhuan's soft water in one hand. One hand stroked the slave and was silent.

This is one of the reasons why he does not stand outside the car, and the expectations of tens of thousands of people are too heavy.

The convoy went all the way, but no one in Ning'an City was left behind, and the team was orderly in chaos and kept moving forward.

Out of Nancheng, the convoy continued to walk out, and finally stopped at Sanli Pavilion, three miles away from Nancheng.

Fang Yun stepped out of the carriage and saw an empty boat stopped in front of him, and when he looked back, all the people were standing on the avenue, and almost all of them had red eyes.

Some of the children who were being held by their parents even stretched out their arms to Fang Yun and babbled for him to hug.

Yang Yuhuan looked at the hundreds of thousands of people, his eyes were full of emotion, and he looked at Fang Yun again, his eyes were gentle as water.

The little fox stood on Fang Yun's shoulder, wearing a mist butterfly on his head, and looked stupidly at the endless send-off procession, it couldn't understand it at first, but tilted its head and thought about it, and suddenly understood something, raised its head proudly, and its eyes were full of pride.

Fang Yun's eyes were like jade, he smiled slightly, bowed his hand to the people of the city, and said with a thunderous tongue: "Since Fang Mou took office, he has not dared to say that he has worked hard and made great achievements, but he can say that he is conscientious; I hope that after Fang Mou leaves, the people of Ning'an City will say that Fang Yun is not for himself, but for the people, and Fang Mou will be happy enough. If you are more generous and say that Fang Yun has done a little practical thing for the people, then Fang Mou will be grateful! A thousand words are inexhaustible, after saying goodbye today, if he comes again one day, he will drink with the whole city and talk about peace and wine! Fang Yun, farewell!"

Fang Yun took a deep breath, bowed deeply to the hundreds of thousands of people in Ning'an City, and then steadily returned to the Longma luxury car.

"Ofat Prefectural Order ......"

Outside Ning'an City, there was a cry.

Even those officials with iron hearts couldn't help but wipe the corners of their eyes with their sleeves.

"Let's go!" Fang Yun's voice came from inside the carriage.

The coachman waved his whip, and the eighteen dragon horses raised their front hooves, and let out a roar like a dragon's groan, and walked through the air, until they flew to the empty boat.

Then, several wagons were loaded onto the empty ship, and finally all the private soldiers boarded.

Fang Yun stood on the deck where the people of Ning'an City could not see, looking at Ning'an City.

The sky was covered with leaden clouds, but the dark clouds over Ning'an City were dispersed by the holy temple, and the Wenqu starlight shrouded the whole city like a silver pillar of light.

The empty boat moved lightly and slowly rose.

After rising into the air, the Torture Hall Scholar who was driving the ship said in a low voice, "Lord Void Saint, when will you leave?"

"Right now. ”

"Yes. The scholar said and left.

Suddenly, the cries of all the people under the city rose again.

Fang Yun took a step forward, retracted his feet, and still stood in a place where the people could not see, his tongue blooming with spring thunder.

"Officials of Ning'an City, don't force this saint to come back early. ”

Far colder than the cold winter wax moon fell on the officials of Ning'an City, all the officials instinctively bent down and shook deeply in the direction of the empty boat, and some of them had cold sweat on their foreheads and backs.

"The lower officials don't dare!" all the officials responded in unison.

Almost all the officials were even more frightened, they were Fang Yun's subordinates before, and they were Fang Yun's close people. If you make a mistake and only ask for mercy, Fang Yun may be lenient, but now, they are no longer Fang Yun's direct subordinates, if they do something they shouldn't do after Fang Yun leaves, that is, they will stand on the opposite side of Fang Yun, what will happen to the end, the once glorious Left Prime Minister Party is the best example.

The empty boat slowly accelerated, turned around, and walked to the bow of the ship. Quietly looking ahead, without saying a word.

After a while, Fang Yun suddenly stretched out his arm, leaned out of the boat, and slowly withdrew it.

On the tip of Fang Yun's index finger, a snowflake was slowly melting.

It's snowing.

Fang Ji looked at the northern grass barbarian.

At the same time, a mighty and majestic voice piercing the clouds and cracking stones spread throughout the Shengyuan Continent.

"The first snow has fallen, the whole army, forward!"

Heavy snow fell. It's a vast.

The snow falls like a war drum, the wind blows like a trumpet, and the heavens and the earth are killed.

"I'll be back!"

After Fang Yun finished speaking, he returned to the cabin. Continue to write the "History of the Ancient Demon".

Since becoming Hanlin, Fang Yun's talent has reached a higher level, and the speed of writing "History of Ancient Demons" has accelerated.

By the time he was in Ning'an City, the second volume had already been written to the end.

Before arriving in the capital. Fang Yun completed the second volume of the first part of the "History of the Ancient Demon" "The Age of Dragon Slayer", "The History of the Ancestral Emperor of Cangyue".

The first volume of "The History of the Evil Dragon in Prison" does not have many words, it is only the enlightenment era of the ancient demon clan, and only 50,000 words are written.

Starting from the second volume of "History of Emperor Cangyue Zu". opened a great era belonging to the ancient demons, and it was the existence of the Cangyue Ancestor Emperor that allowed the ancient demon clan to survive under the encirclement and suppression of the dragon clan and gain a firm foothold.

Cangyue Ancestral Emperor is the first ancestral emperor of the ancient demon, although he only lived in the early stage of "Dragon Slaying Era", and finally sacrificed to protect the whole clan, but his power continued until the end of the Dragon Slaying Era, and his myth has not been shattered until now.

Since the birth of Emperor Cangyue Ancestor, the powerhouses of the ancient demon clan have emerged in an endless stream, and there are more and more holy positions, which has also caused the second volume to be huge.

In "History of the Ancient Demon", at least a half-saint is worthy of Fang Yun's separate chapter, no matter how amazing the ancient demon emperor is, if he is not a half-saint, he can only appear at the end of the chapter of a certain half-saint of the same period.

After writing the second volume of "History of the Ancient Demon", Fang Yun's annals had a second bamboo slip, and the head of Emperor Cangyue appeared on the top of the bamboo slip.

Fang Yun still couldn't use the power of the annals.

"It seems that the previous worries were correct, after all, the History of the Ancient Demon is a hundred thousand years of history, and with my current strength, it is still difficult to use its power, and I don't know how long it will take to use it. However, the human race now needs to understand the ancient demons, and they must finish writing the "History of the Ancient Demons" before they can write the "Emperor's Canon"!"

"The Emperor's Canon" is actually an adaptation of the history of the ancient Chinese kingdom since the Tang Dynasty, and the power is in line with me, but it is at least until the university scholars, and it is more useful after the formation of the Shi Daowen Platform, and it is not too late to write it at the end of the Hanlin Dynasty. ”

While Fang Yun was thinking about how to write the third volume, there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Void Sage, the empty ship still has a quarter of an hour to arrive in the capital. ”

"Thank you, I'll get out right away. ”

Fang Yun put away all the four treasures of the study and walked out of the cabin.

A quarter of an hour later, the empty boat stopped outside the Shili Pavilion outside the capital.

Fang Yun stood at the bow of the boat, looking around, the guard of honor was sandwiched in the road, the flags were fluttering, and on both sides of the ten-mile long street, countless people in the capital were crowded.

The moment Fang Yun appeared at the bow of the ship, all the people cheered.

At the edge of the Shili Pavilion, the monarch and the queen mother, civil and military officials, famous people of the family and other people with status in the capital are already listed.

This welcoming ceremony is no less than welcoming the monarch.

For a Saint Rank Ten Champion Void Saint, no matter how grand the ceremony was, it was not surprising.

Fang Yun smiled and slowly walked down the boat ladder, in fact, he didn't pay much attention to this kind of welcome ceremony, and wanted to go more to the holy temple of Jingguo Xue Palace, from where he could get the smooth progress that only the champion could get in advance.

If you don't want to be the champion, you have to go to university at least to get a bachelor's degree.

With the steady progress, it will be much more convenient to do whatever you do in the future. (To be continued......)