Saint of the Confucian way

Outside the east city wall, the crowd was as crowded as fish. Sheng Sheng crowded autumn into summer. Those weak people obviously didn't move much, but they were crowded around and sweating.

Had it not been for the heavy guard on both sides of the official road, the people and scholars on both sides would have blocked the road. Even so, some people were squeezed into the road from time to time.

The soldiers frowned, and the noise of so many people's conversation was like boiling water, and their heads were about to explode.

Li Fanming and others stood on the east city wall early, looked at the white Yangtze River in the north, looked at the earth colored road between the blue sky and green fields, and stared at the continuous motorcade approaching gradually.

The motorcade stopped ten miles away. Zhou Mu Dong Wencong and Li Si Zheng Nie changju greeted them.

It is reasonable to say that only a few officials need to greet Qingjun ten miles away, but Nie changju takes a large number of Xiangzhou Qing officials to greet Qingjun and has a warm conversation with Qingguo officials, which is much more like a family than Dong Wencong.

Dong Wencong was expressionless from beginning to end and greeted him in a regular manner.

Not far away, scholars from various countries frowned. Those celebration officials in Xiangzhou are like seeing their relatives. Some people can even describe them as servile, just like pugs.

Li Fanming sighed, "I finally understand what resistance Fang Yun encountered in Xiangzhou, and why Xiangzhou divided Qingguan and Jingguan. With such officials, people can imagine their days."

Magistrate Yao said: "Whether a country is strong or not depends not only on the cohesion of the people, but also on the aspirations of officials. As domestic officials, they do not want to enhance their own country. They blindly envy outsiders and praise other countries, which shows that this country can quickly eradicate this phenomenon only through a major innovation from top to bottom. Of course, according to the current situation of the country, with the gradual improvement of national strength, they are young and more trustworthy The generation of heart can also achieve the effect of great innovation by replacing those pedantic and foolish old bureaucrats and those waste who are immersed in humiliation and can't continue to move. Bowing to the strong but not yielding is the real Terran. "

"The question is whether Jingguo can last that day. Demon man won't give Jingguo this opportunity, Qingguo won't give Jingguo this opportunity, and Liushan won't give Jingguo this opportunity. It's also impossible to allow anyone to obstruct his holy way and his second holy road."

"We can only see the sky, or... See Fang Yun." magistrate Yao sighed.

"You see, the team of Qingjiang commercial firm to welcome Qingjun has gone out of the city gate. It has to be said that Qingjun writes good words, almost three borders. The four words' Duanmu Legacy 'have everyone's style."

"The private seal of the 'son of heaven' was also managed by him, with the style of a famous family. As for Qingjiang firm, except Ge million, the rest are clowns, mediocre and useless." Li Fanming bluntly attacked Fang Yun's enemies.

"Fang Xusheng probably started from the state yamen at the moment, and his private soldiers should have arrived in Baling from the capital long ago. The three parties gathered together, and there was a good play before the cultural meeting."

"Magistrate Yao, when shall we fight for the first floor in the world?" a person asked.

Magistrate Yao smiled but said nothing.

Li Fanming said angrily, "do you really think governor Yao is here to compete for the first floor in the world? This so-called building competition society is to watch the lively society. Think about it for yourself. What shall we take to compete with Fang Yun? Let's say 10000 steps back, even if Fang Yun and Zhang Longxiang's poetry can't beat the Yellow Crane Tower for three years and win the first place for a time?"

"Hey, hey, I really thought we were going to compete with Fang Xusheng for the first floor in the world. We were looking for an opportunity to pee and run away. Unexpectedly, there was no need to compete at all." the honest man raised his head.

The nearby readers laughed.

Soon, people on the wall turned to the city.

"Fang Xusheng is coming!"

"The private guard of honor of Fang Zhenguo is coming!"

"Haoqi sect, call the demon Hou as a small soldier. Do you dare Qingjun? If the demon Hou farts, Qingjun will tremble under the car."

"Qingjun's motorcade is beautiful and soft, but it looks like a group of eunuchs without eggs. Look at our governor, that's domineering!"

When they looked at the city curiously, they saw a full four head and a foot tall Ma manhou holding banners. The four head Ma manhou had a human head, trunk and arms, as well as a horse demon's body and limbs, half man and half horse, dressed in black demon iron armor, with a long bow, axe and short sword on his back, as if he had just returned from the battlefield.

After the four horses, there was Fang Yun's dragon horse luxury car. Eighteen dragon horses pulled a wide carriage and drove slowly by.

Behind the carriage were the demon iron cavalry of Jing state, followed by some barbarian and human private soldiers, and finally some officials of Baling city.

The style of the whole team was biased towards marching on the battlefield, and the place passed was enough to stop children from crying.

The people on both sides cheered, especially the young scholars who came from admiration. They even lost their voice.

The readers of Qingguo Zhenglou society sighed when they saw this scene.

"At the moment, Fang Xusheng is no less than the famous Confucianism of all dynasties in terms of both folk status and historical book status. The three immortals have completed their meritorious deeds, and their speech is almost complete, only virtue."

"A few days ago, I really had the idea of competing with Fang Xusheng for the building, but when I arrived in Baling city today, I found that I was so small. So many people came thousands of miles for him and so many people called him. What can we compare with him?"

"I don't envy his literary name or achievements. What I really envy is the love of the people of Baling city for him, which can only be described as fanaticism. I don't want to leave a name for future generations. As long as I can leave a name for one place and make the people of one place grateful, I will have no regrets in my life."

On the city wall, on both sides of the road, and even on the roof, there were people standing. In the cheers of countless people, Fang Yun's honor guard drove out of the city.

Fang Yun and Qing Jun's team walked opposite each other. Fang Yun's team was obviously slow. Soon, Qing Jun's team arrived at Sanli Pavilion first, and Qing Jun and others got off and waited.

Many Qingguo officials and Xiangzhou Qingguan were extremely dissatisfied and constantly criticized Fang Yun for neglecting Qingjun. Qingjun didn't think so and waited with a smile.

Not long after, Fang Yun's motorcade followed Qingjiang firm's team to welcome Qingjun and arrived at Sanliting almost at the same time.

"Hua qingniang, the people's daughter, ask Qingjun to be the master and preside over justice for Yingfang Pavilion!" Hua qingniang suddenly rushed out of the team, shouted at her throat, and then knelt down in front of Qingguo team.

Qingjun's guards rushed to the front to protect Qingjun. The sword came out of its scabbard and made a clear sound. The silver light flashed continuously, making people nearby unable to open their eyes.

Dong Wencong originally stood with Qingjun's team, but now he and some officials slowly retreated away from Qingjun's team.

Dong Wencong looked coldly at the team of huaqingniang and Qingjiang firm, and walked towards Fang Yun's team without expression.

"Jinshi Ge Yiming, please Qingjun preside over justice for our Xiangzhou civilians!"

"Please Qingjun preside over justice!" Qingjiang firm shouted with Ge Yiming.

A few miles around were full of people, but there was no sound at the moment.

Jingguo people ask Qingjun to be fair. Nothing can disgust Jingguo more than this.

The dragon horse coach stopped, Fang Yun stepped down from the carriage, his clothes fluctuated, stood firm and looked forward.

Fang Yun and Qing Jun looked at each other.

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