Saint of the Confucian way

Wang Li said, "let's wait for the results here. We'll go down the mountain when we have the results."

"OK! Let's talk about poetry papers first today. However, we can't talk about empty words. We should prepare a poem related to this moment. When we leave, we will write here. Later, when there are more poems written in Pearl City, they can be collected and published." Zhang Qingfeng said.

"Good!" the eyes of the other generals brightened. Now Fang Yunwen's name is at the height of the sun, and he has handed down strange poems. If he can collect and publish them with him, they will certainly be mentioned in future generations.

Fang Yun smiled and nodded.

Time passed slowly. Until afternoon, Zhang Qingfeng held his official seal and said, "the court meeting is over. There is a lot of controversy."

Fang Yun said, "tell me."

"Your poems handed down from generation to generation are of great merit and deserve a heavy reward. However, a few people demand the abolition of all rewards on the grounds that the 'National destruction' of the 'National destruction' of the state of Chu curses the destruction of the state of Chu. Some people believe that this National destruction obviously refers to the occupied land. It is a fact that the state of Chu is damaged, not the destruction of the state. It deserves a heavy reward, otherwise it will be an uproar in the world."

"Looks like a mad dog!" Wang Li couldn't help scolding, and the other generals also looked angry.

Zhang Qingfeng continued: "this handed down poem is about to be considered by the holy court. No accident, you will get a lot of military merit. It is the military merit of the holy court. It is extremely precious. Even the holy court recognizes your military merit. Why doesn't the state of Chu recognize it? Some honest imperial historians and officials argue with each other. Some of them once impeached you, but now they are on the side of justice."

"If you have a chance, I will thank you." Fang Yun said.

"What's the result?" Wang Li asked.

Zhang Qingfeng said with a wry smile: "in the end, there was no dispute. It was up to the king of Chu to decide. The king of Chu only asked 'what if a person handed down from generation to generation goes against the seed'. For a time, all officials were silent, and finally the matter ended. If I expected it right, the king of Chu would neither reward nor deny the reward. I'm afraid it would be delayed until people forget the matter, or until..."

Zhang Qingfeng didn't go on, and everyone looked at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun smiled calmly and knew that Zhang Qingfeng wanted to say that the king of Chu would drag himself to death.

Wang Li sneered, "no way! The king of Chu can't kill a person handed down from generation to generation no matter how stupid he is."

"He can kill people with a knife." Zhang Qingfeng said.

Many generals sighed.

Suddenly, Wang Li was stunned and laughed loudly.

"Why?" they looked at the old general in surprise.

Wang Li said with a smile, "my good friend in Zhao sent a letter and told me a big thing. Guess what?"

"Don't sell off, say it quickly!" Zhang Qingfeng said.

"Just a quarter of an hour ago, the king of Zhao suddenly issued the king's order and announced that the article" Zhang Longxiang's Godson "compiled by zhurong Academy of the state of Chu was listed as one of the books that must be read by Meng children of the state of Zhao." Wang Li laughed happily.

"OK!" Zhang Qingfeng slapped his thigh.

"The state of Zhao is worthy of being a big country comparable to the state of Qin. King Zhao's vision and mind are admirable!"

"This slap is hard! Happy! Happy!" Wang Li picked up tea and drank it as wine.

No one agreed, but everyone knew who was slapped in the face when Wang Li said.

"At the end of the day, I will use tea instead of wine to congratulate the marquis. His name is straight and he has a bright future!" Su Lun raised his tea cup and said.

"Thank you!" Fang Yun smiled and clinked a cup of tea.

"The discussion list must be very lively now. Let's go and have a look!"

The ten people present took up their official seals and entered the discussion list.

Fang Yun quickly browses the full text and finds that this article takes himself as an example to discuss the way of employment. The article alludes to the state of Chu everywhere.

The two most powerful people in the state of Zhao even joined hands to carry the name of one person!

Fang Yun quickly read the following replies from scholars from various countries. Everyone praised the magnanimity of King Zhao and Zhao Xiang. Some even encouraged Fang Yun to simply take refuge in the state of Zhao.

"The Dragon ELEPHANT SWALLOWED charcoal to thank him." Fang Yun replied six words.

Soon someone found Fang Yun's reply. Almost everyone showed a strange smile and followed the reply one after another.

During the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period, Yu rang, a righteous man, was defeated when he assassinated Zhao Xiangzi.

Zhao Xiangzi read that he was a righteous man and released him. In order to continue revenge, yurang changed his appearance, painted his whole body, swallowed charcoal and became dumb, begged in the street, and even his relatives could not recognize him. So he buried himself under the bridge, assassinated Zhao Xiangzi again, and was captured by Zhao Xiangzi's guards. This time Zhao Xiangzi couldn't let him go, so he asked for Zhao Xiangzi's coat, hit his coat with a sword to show his main revenge, and then committed suicide.

The famous saying left by yurang in the historical records is that a scholar dies for a bosom friend and a woman is allowed to please herself.

Zhao Xiangzi, the actual founder of the state of Zhao, was highly praised by scholars because he gave clothes to yurang.

Fang Yun now answers with the allusions of Yu rang and Zhao Xiangzi, which is very thought-provoking.

Soon someone praised below: "on the day when yurang swallowed charcoal, Zhao Xiang undressed. When the Dragon elephant was in danger, King Zhao gave clothes again."

Soon someone compared the words of King Zhao and King Chu. The whole list was almost upside down. Ninety nine percent of the people were criticizing the state of Chu, and some even said that the king of Chu was confused.

All kinds of grapevine news filled the discussion list.

It is rumored that kings of various countries privately ridiculed the king of Chu, and others are ready to take Fang Yun away in the name of meeting the emperor of Zhou.

In the face of stormy attacks from various countries, the civil and military officials of the state of Chu suddenly wilted like frost eggplant, and no one appeared on the list.

Fang Yun is looking at the discussion list. The Prime Minister of the state of Qin wishes fengqiong to deliver a letter.

"Strike while the iron is hot and write another poem full of sadness and anger. Add fuel to the fire and let more people know your plight. We can also help you improve your literary name. When the storm subsides, you can write a few more poems to ease the contradiction between you and the king of Chu."

"What if the king of Chu jumped over the wall and killed me in advance?" Fang Yun said.

"He will never dare to kill you. Go and write one quickly." Zhu fengqiong was impatient between the lines and seemed very busy.

"Ben hou can't write!" Fang Yun replied impolitely.

"Oh? Are you resisting the orders of the old man? You know, the last person who defies the old man is chop away from his limbs and send it to the dung pot! If the old man has no important matter to deal with today, how can you tolerate it?"

"Don't push an inch!" Fang Yun was angry.

"Presumptuous! Even the princes of the seven countries dare not say that I can advance an inch! Don't think that writing a handed down poem can surpass me. We can hold your name high, or crush you into the mud and make you worthless!"

"It's ridiculous! If you could find others, you would have praised them and challenged Fang Xusheng! If I guessed right, you would have tried to praise others, but whose literary name can be compared with Fang Xusheng? Even if their articles are added together, they may not be a page of Fang Xusheng's importance to the country! I wish prime minister, I Zhang Longxiang is a scholar after all. I know how to be measured and don't bother you Knock! A new poem of grief and anger, I can't write a word! "

Fang Yun smiled coldly. If he was really Zhang Longxiang, he would probably be short in front of Zhu fengqiong in order to survive. After all, the other party was a bachelor and the Prime Minister of the state of Qin. He could play with hundreds of millions of people, but he was not Zhang Longxiang after all.

"Just a bachelor, dare to give me orders. When the ninth mountain is over, let's settle the new accounts and the old accounts together! Then, I'll see how you make me worthless!"

Fang Yun doesn't take care of Zhu fengqiong and continues to browse the list.

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