Saint of the Confucian way

Fang Yun glanced at the night sky in the distance. There were stars in the power range of the temple, and outside the edge of the huge arc, there were still dark clouds and thunder flashes.

"It's impossible for people to doubt that the three forces are so skillful. Liu Zizhi, a disciple of Jie Yuan and Zuo Xiang, is not so stupid as to come to me carrying his brother's body? As I expected, the Liu family should be retreating, wearing hemp and filial piety to beg me to let go of the Liu family, and even play a sad play in front of the people, let several people hit the wall and the column, no matter what I move If they don't move the Liu family, they will all be coquettish. "Fang Yun said.

"That's what the general said. He's going to send someone to stop it. Although it's harmful to your name, the biggest stigma is to be borne by the Navy."

Fang Yun asked, "the rain is continuous, and Jiangzhou is full of complaints. The general doesn't mean to hand me over?"

The soldier proudly raised his head and said, "General Yu will not betray you even if he dies! As long as you are in the fixed Navy, even if the semi Saint wants to move you, you should kill us first!"

Fang Yun smiled. This is the spirit and morale of the Navy. There is morality and morality, and semi saint can't stop it.

Fang Yun asked, "how did the Jiao king do it this time?"

The soldier lowered his voice and said, "the Dragon horn shed by the Dragon King when he took the Dragon saint of the Jiaolong palace, not only attracted the water of the Yangtze River, but also with the help of the water of the four seas, so he can persist for so long."

"According to the agreement between the dragon clan and the Terran clan, the four seas Dragon Palace is bound to punish it. It is not afraid of punishment?" Fang Yun asked.

"His father is Jiao Sheng. At that time, Jiao Sheng said heavy punishment, and then left Qingjiang Jiao king in Jiaolong palace. Who would really punish him in Sihai dragon palace? Qingjiang Jiao king decided that there would be no big punishment this time, so he started to punish Jiangzhou. It is said that his dead turtle son is very extraordinary, has the ability to turn into a dragon, and his future achievements are still above many Jiaolong, so he wants revenge."

Fang Yun knows better than anyone that the tortoise demon general is powerful. Obviously, he is equivalent to raising people, but he can abolish an experienced Jinshi in a short period of time. First, he drives the snake demon handsome to death, and then almost destroys the elite of the whole army. If the arrow in the stone condenses the divine idea of arrow Saint Li Guang, he can't kill the tortoise demon general at all.

Fang Yun is now confident to fight three ordinary demon generals alone, but he is not sure when he meets the turtle demon with pseudo dragon blood. The turtle demon will have too high talent. The demon clan must retaliate when he dies.

"Jiangzhou has no power to deal with jiaosheng Longjiao?"

"Not in Jiangzhou. There are in the capital, but the cost is too high. They are only used at the time of national crisis. It is not worth using them only for the flood in Jiangzhou. Therefore, we all suspect that someone behind Jiaolong gives advice to him, either the rebellious literati or the crafty turtle in Jiaolong palace."

"The poetry of stopping waterlogging really can't resolve the flood?" Fang Yun asked.

The soldier said: "There are two kinds of poems to stop the rain. One is poems to stop the rain. The other is poems to chant the sun, tear up the clouds with the help of the power of the sun, and solve the heavy rain from the root. But the problem now is that it is raining all over Jiangzhou. Whose poems to stop the flood have such great spirit? Oh, yes, imperial poems can. If imperial poems can be made to lead the national movement, let alone three thousand miles Yin Yun, even if it's 30000 Li, it's nothing to say. But since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, where can anyone make imperial poems without a unified imperial dynasty? "

Fang Yun said, "that's what I said. Besides the Tanabata cultural meeting tomorrow, is there a flood prevention cultural meeting?"

"Yes. Tanabata was originally the day for the meeting of Altair and Vega. If there were continuous clouds in Jiangzhou and people outside the city couldn't see Altair and Vega, what would it be called Tanabata? So governor Dong decided to combine the Tanabata cultural meeting with the flood prevention cultural meeting. Tomorrow afternoon, the literati of Yuhai Prefecture will gather at the head of the South vice city to watch the Yangtze River, hold a flood prevention cultural meeting, and then hold a Tanabata CI meeting. Alas There have even been people in Qingguo laughing at it for a long time, saying that "but throw the Milky way into Jiangzhou and there is no morning glory Vega" and so on, implying that no one in our country can stop the flood. "

Fang Yun sighed and said, "well, I'll go on time tomorrow afternoon."

"I'll leave first."

"Thank you."

After seeing off the soldier, Fang Yun continued to study in the library, returned to the barracks late at night and continued to study in the wonderful book world.

At one o'clock in the morning, Fang Yun suddenly felt something strange around him. His mind left the wonderful book world. He sat up and saw a white fat little fox lying aside.

Tears swirled in the eyes of the little fox. He stretched out his little claw and put it on Fang Yun's hand. He looked up at Fang Yun. His eyes were full of grievances. It seemed to ask: why didn't you go home to see the slave for so long? Did you forget the slave?

Fang Yun painfully held Nu nu in his arms, rubbed his small head and whispered, "I can't get away now. I'll go home tomorrow."

Nu Nu looked at Fang Yun suspiciously and seemed to say that you should not cheat!

Fang Yun smiled and rubbed the little fox. The little fox felt the strength of Fang Yun's hand, broke his tears into a smile and tried to drill into Fang Yun's arms.

Fang Yun quietly left the room, came to the door and held the little fox in the starlight.

"Why did you come to me?" Fang Yun asked.

"Whining!" cried the little fox, as if to say that he missed you!

"This is a military camp. What if I catch you as a spy?" Fang Yun said.

The little fox showed a frightened look, and then raised his neck and cried, as if asking why to catch it!

Fang Yun looked around and knew that there must be military forces in the East vice city. He should know the identity of slaves, so he didn't stop it.

"I'll go home tomorrow. Go back first." Fang Yun said.

Nu Nu hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"When those soldiers wake up, they will catch you!" Fang Yun blustered.

Nu Nu blinked and stretched out a claw.

Fang Yun looked at Nu Nu and thought for a while before asking, "do you mean to stay for a while? Or an hour?"

The little fox nodded hard, squinted, showed his small white teeth and smiled happily.

"All right," Fang Yun said.

Nu Nu immediately cried excitedly and rolled in Fang Yun's arms.

Fang Yun rubbed the little fox's head, entered the house, then lay down on his side and put it in front of him.

The little fox stared at Fang Yun with big dark and bright eyes full of joy.

Fang Yun felt the little fox's mood, put his forehead on his head, and then stretched out his hand to scratch his neck, so he had to take his hand back, but he immediately stretched out two small claws to hold Fang Yun's wrist and showed his begging eyes, as if he were saying to scratch a few more times, just a few more times!

Fang Yun smiled and continued to scratch the fox's chin.

The little fox narrowed his eyes at once.

After a while, Fang Yun withdrew his hand and entered the world of strange books to continue reading.

The little fox stared at Fang Yun with big eyes, for fear that Fang Yun would run away from his eyes.

At 3:30 a.m., Fang Yun was ready to go to sleep. He found that the little fox fell asleep on one side and couldn't drive it away. He had to hold it in his arms and try not to let it be found.

At half past five in the morning, the morning bell rang on time.

Fang Yun opened his eyes. The little fox had left, but he still had a special smell in his arms.

After breakfast, Fang Yun left the military camp and went to yashanju with his washed civilian clothes to let the mysterious old man remove his easy face. After thanking the old man, Fang Yun changed his clothes, said goodbye to the ink woman hiding in the ink pool, and turned to leave.

When Fang Yun came out of yashanju, the ink girl quietly showed her head from the ink and looked at Fang Yun curiously.

Not long after, the old man said slowly, "there are many people living in Yashan, but you are only interested in each other's luck. It seems that there must be something in him that attracts you. Although I have found you for less than three years, I treat you like a little granddaughter. I'm dying. I don't have many days to live. I must entrust you to a trustworthy person."

The little mo woman looked at the old man vaguely.

Fang Yun didn't take a carriage, but walked slowly to his home. He looked at the summer scenery, pedestrian traffic, vendors' Hawking and all kinds of markets. It was boring to stay in the military camp for a long time.

Because there is a holy temple in the city to remove the clouds, everything in the city is in order. Only occasionally someone complains that the rain is heavy, and no one complains that he annoys Jiao Wang. It should be that the matter has not spread yet.

Fang Yun strolled to the door of his house. The door was open. The inside and outside were cleaned cleanly, and there were traces of watering. It can be seen that they were well prepared.

Fang Yun stepped into the gate and looked at the flower bed. There was no flower.

"The young master is back!" cried Daniel Fang in surprise, and then walked quickly over.

Yang Yuhuan ran out of the room quickly. When he saw Fang Yun, he immediately restored his old reserve and walked slowly, but the heat in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Whining!" the little fox also jumped out, trotted around Fang Yun and kept shouting welcome.

Fang Yun was most afraid that Yang Yuhuan was too excited. He first made a humanitarian: "sister Yuhuan, you are beautiful again!"

Yang Yuhuan blushed and hurriedly said, "let me see how the chicken soup is for you." then he hurried to the kitchen, but soon came back.

After seeing Fang Yun, the family are busy. Fang Yun holds the little fox and chats with Yang Yuhuan.

After chatting for a long time, Fang Yun asked, "how's your piano learning?"

"OK," Yang Yuhuan answered modestly.

Unexpectedly, the little fox immediately stretched out a small claw and tried to draw, but after drawing for a long time, the small claw could not be separated, so he had to give up with a sigh.

Fang Yun saw that he wanted to raise his thumb, touch his head to comfort him, and then said to Yang Yuhuan, "you play a song you like. If you play well, I'll write the score in my memory, which will be your unique song in the future."

"Hmm!" Yang Yuhuan got up, took Fang Yun to her room, and then played the piano for Fang Yun.

Yang Yuhuan plays a very common "autumn wind tune" in Shengyuan continent. It is a piano song that beginners must learn.

Fang Yun looked at it quietly, but her rough hands were dancing on the strings like an elegant crane. Her fingering was very skilled and her rhythm was flawless. Even after a short period of more than a dozen breaths, the piano sound of autumn wind tune was full of the sadness of autumn wind, and the little fox on one side couldn't help showing a sad look.

Fang Yun was greatly surprised and thought that although Yang Yuhuan had talent, his talent would not be so terrible, but he could play a piano song so moving in just ten days. It was amazing. Because if an ordinary scholar learns this song "autumn wind tune", even with the help of talent, he must concentrate on learning for at least half a year to reach this level.

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