Saint of the Confucian way

"Fang Xusheng is now in the Imperial Academy and will soon become a senior scholar. At that time, even if he writes handed down war poems that can enhance bixuedan heart, only the senior scholar can use them. Generally speaking, there are more people who consume life and use bixuedan heart in the Imperial Academy, Jinshi and Imperial Academy." Fang Yun said.

Du Ling bowed his head and wrote quickly.

"When Fang Xusheng was a Jinshi, he once made the handed down war poem" the killing of the red dust ", which caused the illusion of adding fragrance to the tea. The power was promoted from the Jinshi war poem to the Hanlin war poem. Because this poem appeared for the first time, it led to the formation of a double text war poem, that is, the Jinshi used this poem to play the power of the Jinshi war poem, while the Hanlin used it to play the power of the Hanlin war poem."

"I've heard a little about it, but I didn't see the war with my own eyes." Fang Yun pretended to be very sorry.

"Then, the next time he writes a new handed down war poem, if it causes the illusion of adding fragrance to tea, it can reverse the illusion and make the war poem lower rather than higher, then the war poem he wrote in the Hanlin period can become a double text war poem of Jinshi and Hanlin." Du Ling still doesn't die.

Fang Yun was stunned, shook his head and said with a smile: "it is difficult to make new war poems, and it is even more difficult to pass them on. It is immeasurable that it is difficult to create a handed down war poem that enhances the heart of blood. Finally, it is necessary to stimulate red tea to add fragrance. This possibility is almost the same as canonization."

"Fang Xusheng is really likely to be canonized." Du Ling wrote carefully on the paper.

Fang Yun was suddenly two big. Unexpectedly, the young Jinshi began to dig into the horns.

"I mean, the possibility of such a thing is very low," Fang Yun said.

"Very low means it is possible. As long as it is possible, we should try our best! The possibility of defeating the demon world should be less than the chance of creating this kind of poem, but we still stand here against the demon barbarians." Du Ling finished writing and looked at Fang Yun carefully.

Fang Yun also stared at Du Ling's eyes. After counting his interest, he confirmed that Du Ling was not joking. It was completely like a person with one track mind seriously putting forward opinions.

Fang Yun thought of several ways to respond, ignoring, refusing, persuading, perfunctory, or serious response.

Finally, Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "this kind of thing is of little use for spreading books. If I see Fang Xusheng, I will personally tell him and ask him to strive to create a war poem that can enhance his blood and heart. It's best to reduce the text position and let more readers use it."

Du Ling grinned, nodded heavily, and then wrote quickly.

"If you go to Houcheng during the break, I'll take you to Aunt Wang's house to eat delicious dried beans!"

Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "OK, if you have a chance, you must try it."

Du Ling was very happy and hurriedly bowed his head to write.

"From today on, I want to use war poems in the Pearl River Army, participate in the battle, kill demons and destroy barbarians."

"Welcome," Fang Yun said.

Du Ling smiled and gently nodded to Fang Yun, then nodded to Xie Bingzhi who came, bent down, picked up the mechanism parts and left quickly.

Fang Yun looked at Du Ling's back and knew to Xie Bing, "your friend is very interesting."

Xie Bingzhi flashed a complex color in his eyes and said: "All the men of his grandparents and fathers died in the first liangjieshan war. After the liangjieshan war, there were only women and a large number of children left in their Du family, his mother's Liu family, and thousands of families in liangjieshan. All the adult men died in the war. Their memories of their father or grandfather have been very vague. They have lived since they were very young Yes, almost all the adults in the whole street they live in are women, and most of them are widows. "

Fang Yun sighed softly and said, "I read in the book of a great Confucian. After the first two boundary mountain war, every street in the back city was widow's lane."

"I'm luckier than him. Although his father is disabled, he is still alive. When Du Ling was young, he liked to cry and always shouted to see his father, but later he changed for some reason, became smiling and studied very hard. Although I'm older than him, he came from behind and won the Jinshi examination. If he works hard at such a young age, he will surely become a mountain in the two circles The talents trained at this point will be sent to the holy academy or other safer places for further study, so that he can become a great scholar or a great Confucian and play a greater role for the human race. However, before the battle of Bi Shen began, he learned that after the demon barbarians increased troops in the two boundary mountains, he chose to join the grey robe. "

Fang Yun nodded his head to show that he was listening.

Xie Bingzhi continued: "I and some friends in Houcheng advised him, but he smiled right and didn't say a word to us. Since then, he hasn't spoken to us and has been communicating with us in words because he joined the grey robe."

"Didn't he tell you why he joined the grey robe?" Fang Yun asked.

Xie Bingzhi shook his head gently and said, "I didn't say it, but we are both mountain people from the two circles and people from the back city. If he didn't say it, I also know that he just wanted to avenge his father and grandfather and kill more demons and barbarians as soon as possible."

"But if he can be promoted to a great Confucian, he will kill more demons." Fang Yun said.

"So I don't understand why he joined the grey robe. Maybe he thinks that even if he joined the grey robe, he can continue to practice and promote until he becomes a great Confucian."

"Do you know what he wants me to do?" Fang Yun asked casually.

Xie Bingzhi was stunned, and then guessed, "did he ask you to find Fang Xusheng to write war poems to enhance your blood and heart?"

"Oh? He told you?" Fang Yun asked.

"Our friends in Houcheng get together occasionally. He often writes some bold ideas. Recently, he has always wanted to contact Fang Xusheng. After all, he is only a Jinshi and can't contact people with higher literary positions. It's normal to come to you." Xie Bing knows.

"The boy is interesting." Fang Yun turned and walked towards the Pearl River Army.

Xie Bingzhi coughed lightly and hurried to follow him. He said, "the reason why I introduced him to the Pearl River Army is that I can take care of him. If he is dizzy and suddenly works hard with the demon, if you can stop him, try to stop him. Of course, if you can't stop him, there's no way."

"Since he joined the grey robe, he must have the consciousness of dying. I won't stop him, just as I won't hinder the aspirations of others." Fang Yun said.

Xie Bingzhi sighed and said, "well, after all, he has entered the gray robe."

Fang Yun returned to the vicinity of the Pearl River Army and continued to sit on the clouds and study.

Not long after, Du Ling entered the Pearl River Army and began to participate in the battle.

Fang Yun looked at Du Ling and nodded gently. He was worthy of being a scholar of Liangjie mountain. His grasp of war poetry and battle was extremely meticulous. He was simply a model of a scholar, far exceeding those old scholars in the literary world. This level was enough to enter the holy Academy for study.

Finally, Fang Yun looked at Du Ling's grey robe, sighed and continued to study and practice.

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