Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun saw this scene when he thought of the county trial. It was the power of the holy temple to remove the dark clouds and prevent waterlogging in the city. However, no matter how strong the temple is, it can only cover a city. The farmland outside the city cannot be helped. It is bound to be flooded by a large amount of rain, resulting in root necrosis. Moreover, because there is no sunlight, the yield of crops that are not afraid of water will also be reduced.

Shi Changhong said suspiciously, "the evil gate has not seen such heavy rain for more than ten years. It will rain one day and one night at a time, and it has been so big all the time. Is it a big change?"

Another soldier asked, "is it possible that the dragon clan is making clouds and rain?"

"It shouldn't be. Maybe something big happened to the dragon family. For example, when the Dragon son and grandson died, the dragons cried and the ten countries rained continuously, this happened."

"The rain is so heavy, will Lord Li do it?"

"If it's just a heavy rain in a prefecture, Lord Li can forcibly disperse it with the help of the talent of the great Confucian Zhenwen and the holy temple, but it's a heavy rain in a state, and the great Confucian can come in person."

Fang Yun feels more and more strange about the rain, but he is only a scholar after all. Let alone the great hatred of the three ethnic groups, the contradiction between the two countries, and even the climate of this state can't do anything.

"Let's go and have dinner."

More than 100 people from the first battalion came to the canteen one after another, but compared with normal days, the canteen seemed a little empty.

Today's food was very good. They had everything except wine. They ate while talking freely. Many veterans cried.

Years of comrades in arms can't be let go, and years of military career can't be let go.

Finally, more than 100 people united to deliver tea to Fang.

"Master Fang, I don't know when I can meet you today. If you need one word, I will rush for help!"

"Teacher, I will tell you the good news first when I mention people in high school!"

"We Jiangzhou people have decided to set up a 'fangshe' when we pass the entrance examination in the future. We will take you as the head of the society, unite together, step into the court together, kill demons and barbarians together, and travel through ten countries together!"

"Teacher, we use tea instead of wine. Thank you for your reinvention! If we have a chance in the future, we will do our best!"

The people thanked one after another and drank the tea together.

Fang Yun can see that these people are very sincere and moved. He really wants to accept these people as his own students.

After breakfast, Fang Yun came to the first battalion of Dinghai Navy with his luggage and became an ordinary soldier of the fifth team.

In the next few days, Fang Yun had a very quiet time, that is, he went out for exercises and training, and then went to the library to learn the art of war. Every night, when others were sleeping, he went into the world of strange books, or read the holy classics, or wrote scriptures and strategies, and occasionally studied the Thirty-six Strategies "from the holy way in April" From May, June to July next month, Fang Yun's poems are written every month. Although the title of this month's "send Zhang Po Yue from Pinghu" is a little vulgar, the "lotus leaves connecting the sky are boundless, and the lotus flowers are different red against the sun" is a masterpiece of chanting lotus. At present, it's only Mingzhou, brewing for a period of time, maybe Zhenguo. Alas, I can say that I'm watching Fang Yun's poems grow old in the future. " The oldest bachelor Meng said.

"Yes. Your old eyes are really good. You have admired Fang Yun's poems since the first time you saw them." the middle-aged an university scholar said.

"Fang Yun's poem was published in the holy way in July?" asked Mr. Ge on the other side, brushing his long beard.

"There are few poems this month. Let's publish the three character classic written by Fang Yun before. Although it is easy to understand, it is very useful for Mongolian children. All parts of Jiangzhou have tried to teach the Three Character Classic. I sent people to visit secretly and achieved excellent results! You can go to the holy way," said Meng.

"It's not right. Let's postpone it again," said Mr. Ge.

As soon as the scholar of Naan University saw that the secret road in his heart was not good. Bachelor Ge was a man of the state of Wu and naturally had to put a little pressure on Fang Yun, while bachelor Meng appreciated Fang Yun very much and had pressed the Three Character Classic for so long. If he didn't let go of the holy way this time, he would not give up.

"Why did you say that?" Meng turned his head and stared at GE.

"The holy way either takes its talent or its righteousness, but although this article has the way of enlightenment, neither of them is desirable. How can we go to the holy way."

"Is the hundred family names brilliant or profound?" asked Meng.

"That's semi saint's order! Does brother Meng want to make this matter in front of Lord Dongsheng?"

Now it's Meng's turn to be speechless.

An university scholar said, "since there is a dispute between the two, it is customary to leave it to the great Confucianism to decide."

Meng held out his hand, picked up the Three Character Classic and said, "please make a decision!"

If a great Confucian has a literature spread all over the world, and his talent has reached the extreme and is close to canonization, he can be granted the "Wenzong", and the number of people who are granted the "Wenzong" is only a little more than that of semi saints.

"Brother Meng, please!" master Ge was calm as usual.

The three men went to a large courtyard and stood there. In front of them was a small building. The door of the small building was closed. There was a plaque on the door with the word "wash the dust".

Bachelor Meng bowed his hand to the small building and said, "we have a dispute over the Three Character Classic. I hope Wenzong will make a decision."

"Come in."

The door of the small building was opened, and a bench as big as a bed was placed in the deepest part of the main hall. A thin old man was lying on his side reading. There was no Confucian elegance in the legend, but the three great scholars had no different look.

Luo Wenzong sat up reluctantly, put the book aside and looked at the three people listlessly.

The Bachelor of ANN University bowed his head and thought he was worthy of the famous lazy Wenzong.

The three scholars were silent and waited for Luo Wenzong to make a decision.

After half an hour, Luo Wenzong said lazily, "the Three Character Classic has the power of enlightenment, so you can go to the holy way. But if you don't, it doesn't matter. Make your own decision."

The three university scholars were not surprised. Bachelor Meng said, "we can't decide. It's up to you?"

"I don't want to decide," Luo Wenzong said slowly.

"Lord Luo, please make a decision." Meng Da's silk is not afraid of a generation of Wenzong.

Luo Wenzong sighed repeatedly and was about to speak. Suddenly, a cold hum came out of thin air in the room, and the four people trembled.

Luo Wenzong, who had been lazy, almost jumped out of his chair, stood barefoot on the ground and lowered his head.

"Luo xiaolazy!"

Luo Wenzong, who was more than a hundred years old, heard Dongsheng call himself the nickname of his youth in public. He was depressed and said with a sad face, "yes."

The three scholars hurriedly shut their mouths for fear of laughing.

"The three character Sutra of the holy courtyard is not Fang Yun's personal book. At present, Fang Yun is inconvenient to see guests. On Tanabata, you go to Yuhai city to come to the three character Sutra written by him. This article should be published on the holy way in August."

Luo Wenzong asked in a low voice, "Lord Dongsheng, do we have to study the three character Sutra? No need." he didn't say that Fang Yun's Sutra on the world of indecent rites let the great Confucianism learn, because the three great scholars in the room didn't know about it.

The voice of the East holy King startling the Dragon sounded again: "the front page of the holy way in August is reserved for the Three Character Classic, and I inscribe it myself."

Hearing this, the four people in the room felt their heads explode and their ears buzzing.

Mr. Ge, who had previously opposed the holy way in the Three Character Classic, was all weak and muttered to himself: "half Saint appointed! Should it become half Saint appointed like the hundred family names and the thousand word essay?"

He felt his face burning and wanted to crash into this room. He dared to block the holy way in the Three Character Classic ordered by half Shengqin, which was almost a disaster to the country and the people!

An Da bachelor looked at the Wu Guoren sympathetically. The last Qing Guoda bachelor was forced to leave the holy courtyard because he wanted to suppress Fang Yun's poems. Now the Wu Guoda bachelor has not been long.

Luo Wenzong took a deep breath and respectfully asked, "after I took the Three Character Classic, I sent it to Dongsheng Pavilion for your annotation?"

The smiling voice of the East Saint came: "Li Wenying was lucky to annotate the Three Character Classic. Although there were omissions, there was nothing wrong in the text, so I won't intervene. You don't need to send it to the East Saint Pavilion, I'm just an inscription. You take the original of the Three Character Classic and send it to the temples."

The four people were stunned. They were even more shocked than hearing the semi Saint appointed. They couldn't believe it!

"Lord Dongsheng, did you really send the Three Character Classic to the temples? This... This..." Wenzong couldn't speak.