Saint of the Confucian way

"You can't take it lightly. Some cabinet elders in the ceremony hall and punishment hall have always strictly guarded the women's society. They would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!"

"You haven't experienced the terrible period of that year. I don't know how cruel they are."

"Why don't you put the plaque in the seashells and hide it!" Su Xiaodao said.

"Yes, you'll be included in the seashells first!" the people persuaded one after another. Even Yang Yuhuan stared at Fang Yun nervously, and the slaves also whispered, as if they were persuading.

Fang Yun didn't care, but when he saw that his family were like this, he nodded gently and said, "then I'll swallow the seashells for the time being."

Fang Yun said, swallowing the seashells, put a faint light outside and included the plaque in it.

"Fang Xusheng, wait a minute!" he heard the rolling thunder coming from the front, which shocked dozens of miles. It was one of the great scholars who spoke.

The women trembled with fear and looked nervously at the approaching Confucianism and bachelor. They found that their faces had changed and were more worried.

Fang Yun looked as usual, smiled and arched his hands, saying, "the students have seen Mr. Ling, Mr. Sai and all the undergraduates."

Some women with good family background in the women's society are suspicious. For all the scholarly doors in Kong City, "Fang Xusheng, is this your original font?"

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