The officials at court could do nothing as Fang Yun turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to their attempts to dissuade him.
Some scholars hurriedly transmitted their voices to the Great Scholars present, but Jiang Hechuan, Zhou Junhu, Chen Zhixu, Cao Dean, Zhao Jingkong, and all the other Great Scholars could only watch Fang Yun helplessly.
Previously, these Great Scholars could have used their higher Literary Rank to counsel Fang Yun. But Fang Yun was no longer an ordinary Grand Academician. Without becoming a Literary Grandmaster, they had no standing to instruct him.
Having become Great Scholars, they observed propriety in word and deed. Even in such a dangerous situation, they would not overstep their bounds.
Seeing Fang Yun so resolute, some people suddenly hardened their expressions. They stared fixedly at Liu Shan, the literary qi in their Literary Palaces surging, their Lip Spears and Tongue Swords ringing softly.
Should battle break out between the two sides, these people would spare no cost to protect Fang Yun.
Even if they would be facing a Half-Sage!
Where a peerless servant of the nation stood, even all the sages could be enemies!
For ten thousand li around the capital, heaven and earth trembled faintly, and the primal qi fell into turmoil.
At last, Liu Shan and the members of the Left Prime Minister Faction paled. Fang Yun's gift of poetry had not frightened them, but the civil and military officials' united hatred of a common enemy did.
If the civil and military officials of the Jing Kingdom struck together, even Saint Zong might not be able to save Liu Shan!
For the Jing Kingdom's national fortune and all the power in the capital would rise of their own accord to resist Saint Zong's power.
United wills formed a fortress, fearless