C16

Now that Fang Lin Tao had disappeared and Fang Chen had died in battle, even if the two of them were still alive, they would only have to struggle to survive. Now that the two people they feared and envied were no longer around, was the so-called reading of the Military Strategy really as handsome as Fang Lin Tao?

Under Wan Yiyi's angry question, the way of thinking that they had been nurturing and nurturing had finally changed. If the Yuan Lu Kingdom was destroyed, so what if the Wen Chen's status was higher than the Wu General's. So what if their status completely surpassed the Wu Man?

Thinking of this, many of the civil officials were drenched in cold sweat.

Of course, not all the civil officials were like this, but they had long felt that the position of the military general surpassed their own. In the people, only the stories of the military generals were spread, and very few of the civil officials' elegant affairs were spread out, even in the Yuan Lu Kingdom, where they had lived a peaceful life for over ten years. When all these matters were put together, those scholars who thought highly of themselves felt aggrieved. They felt that their great talents were not being valued, which was why they had been hostile towards the military generals for so long and wanted to suppress them.

Among them, there were many scholars who truly possessed their own independent thoughts, had profound thoughts, had read a lot of poems and books, and wholeheartedly devoted their lives to serving their country. However, these people rarely formed alliances. Naturally, they lacked the right to speak among the scholars and were pushed aside by their colleagues. These voices that were truly beneficial to the country were drowned out by the many civil officials fighting for power and benefits.

Ever since Wan Yi founded the Kingdom of Yuan Lu, he had reached a level of trust in scholars. As long as one was a scholar, they would be able to earn enough respect here. However, he understood that fighting the rivers and mountains required the use of force and conquest, and guarding the mountains and rivers, allowing the country to be at peace, and bringing a peaceful and happy life to the common people required the power of the civil officials. It was just that over the years, the head of the officials under him had gradually forgotten his role and looked down on the warriors, vying for power and benefits.

In the past, Wan Yi had always been extremely respectful towards the literati. He yearned for a great talent that could improve the country's order and make the people more comfortable. But now, after Fang Chen's death, the actions of these scholars in power had caused him to feel chilled to the core and to awaken from his dreams. Perhaps he had really been too indulgent towards these civil officials. Under such indulgence, perhaps the true geniuses would be suppressed by the people who had long held high positions and fought for power while having read poetry and read books to their heart's content.

It seemed that it was time to change the heads of these high-ranking officials. If things continued like this, they would only be misled by these people. Wan Yi had already made up his mind.

"The news of the old marshal's death is not to be spread. The marshal shall be buried in accordance with the etiquette given to him by the King of Yuan Lu and shall participate in the funeral of important officials. He must be strictly selected and keep his words to himself.

Now, as long as a few people know that the marshal has returned, and that Fang Chen is dead, then only the people present will know. If the news of the marshal's death spreads, then we will investigate.

The garrison troops from the north and south were all withdrawn to the east of Jinhe River. The collection of logistics and fodder should not be neglected. "This order was issued out in accordance with the marshal's order."

Wan Shan issued a series of orders, and then his spirits began to wane. He spoke to the other ministers that were rushing over, "You can all leave. Let us be quiet."

Everyone knew that Wan Yi was in a bad mood, so they did not dare to say anything more. They all bowed and left.

After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, only Wan Shan and the people from the Marshal's Mansion remained. At this moment, Wan Shan looked seriously at Fang Chen who was lying on the bed, completely breathless.

Fang Li knelt beside Fang Chen's bed the whole time, not moving at all. He was like a boulder, while Fang Li's mother, Guan Yunlan, was surrounded by concubines who had followed them from all over the place, consoling Fang Chen with their words.

Wan Yi took a few steps forward and slowly sat down on the edge of Fang Chen's bed. He held Fang Chen's warm hand and looked at him silently.

This old man who had accompanied him for so many years, accompanied him for so many decades, and had descended with him into the world today was the first person to leave. He made Wan Shan speak a thousand words, but they were stuck in his throat and unable to be spoken.

Wan Yi, who no longer knew what tears felt like, quietly allowed his tears to fall. In the end, all he could do was sigh.

After an unknown period of time, Fang Li gradually lost consciousness. The grief in his heart caused him to faint.

When Fang Li woke up again, it was already late into the night. His mother was sitting beside him, her eyes bloodshot. She forced out a smile and helped Fang Li up with concern.

"Mother, I'm fine. Please rest early."

"Child, if you feel sad, just tell your mother. If you want to cry, just cry. Don't hold it in."

I'm already 18 years old, so I don't want to cry anymore. I want to fulfill my grandfather's unfulfilled wish, so I can't be like a little kid and only cry. After Fang Li finished speaking, he smiled at his mother. Mother, now that I'm a Level 2 Martial Disciple, I want to go to the Cloud Mountain Martial Immortal Courtyard in three days. If I can accept my son, I can only go home twice a year in the future. Your son is unfilial, but I don't want to be protected by the family. Right now, the country is very difficult, and the family is in danger.

Hearing Fang Li's words, Guan YunLan's heart trembled. "Li has grown up." Other than being comforted, Guan YunLan agreed without much thought.

According to the records, each and every one of the empires had a Martial Immortal Courtyard branch. It was said that each and every one of the empires had existed for longer than any of the empires, and had existed for longer than any of the empires. According to the records, each and every one of the Empires had a Martial Immortal Courtyard branch, and each and every one of the empires had a Martial Immortal Courtyard branch.

Furthermore, he had left behind a message that if the empire collapsed in the future, there would be no need for the later generations to feel regret; they only needed to properly manage the Martial Immortal Courtyard.

As a result, in the vicissitudes of history, at that time, the super empire to the east of the Profound Dragon Continent disappeared, but the Martial Immortal School used an extraordinary identity and methods to form their own unique existence.

The Martial Immortal Courtyard had never interfered with the survival of any nation. However, once there was an empire whose national power was recognized by the Martial Immortal Courtyard, the Martial Immortal Courtyard would establish branches in this country. It had been this way for countless years. And the tradition of a country having a branch of the Martial Immortal Courtyard that could only be called a powerful country had also gradually spread.

The Martial Immortal Courtyard of the Yuan Lu Country existed more than ten years ago when Fang Lin Tao appeared out of nowhere and wiped out the outside world.

This was also the reason why the Yuan Lu Country had been acknowledged by the seventeen empires as the eighteenth empire in such a short period of time.