Saint of the Confucian way

Many Qingguo scholars are a little confused, and some senior officials are even angry. Although Qingguo's national strength has increased, it is because Zongsheng and Zongjia have increased their strength and have no advantages in other aspects. After all, Qingguo is a little uneasy, while Wu has always been strong in fighting against Qi and barbarians.

If you compare literature, you can compare poetry, articles, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting at most. Qingguo and Wuguo are five to five, but if you really want to fight literature, Qingguo has a 40% chance of winning at most.

Especially those Qingguo people who scolded Wu Jun at the beginning wanted to bite off their tongue. They would never provoke Wu Guo if they knew so. But now it is difficult to ride a tiger, so they can only hold on and take over the declaration of war of Wu Guo.

Qingjun looks very ugly. Now even Fang Yun's problem has not been solved, he has provoked a large number of scholars in the state of Wu. The key is that the state of Wu is far from Qingjing. Therefore, even if the scholars in the state of Wu want to trouble Qingguo, they rarely go to Qingjing. But now, a large number of people from the state of Wu come to baling by using the temporary sea eye, and baling is very close to Qingjing.

Qingguo officials also frowned with worry. Who would have thought that Fang Yun held a cultural meeting and even transported the scholars of Wu state to Qingjing?

"Evil water leads to the East!" all Qing officials looked helplessly at Fang Yun. If this was really the situation arranged by Fang Yun, it could almost be granted as a saint, completely playing between the two countries.

Wu Jun was more and more excited. He was very close to Fang Yun and said with a spring thunder: "Fang Xusheng, I'm coming to your cultural meeting. Our kingdom of Wu is going to celebrate Beijing cultural competition. Are you going?"

Without hesitation, Fang Yun immediately replied, "I support the state of Wu and the scholars of the state of Wu in my personal capacity. If you need anything, just ask, and never refuse anything that our Yun can help!"

"OK! With you, the conqueror of Qingguo, our party will surely win a great victory! I will declare war on Qingguo now, and the literature will fight Qingguo!" Wu Jun is more happy. With Fang Yun's help, the morale of scholars in Wu can be doubled.

The people of the kingdom of Wu immediately cheered again and again.

Qingguo people are all dumb. They can't tell how bitter they are when they eat Coptis chinensis. What is "Qingguo's nemesis"? This Yueyang Tower is outside Qingguo. Fang Yun can create Qinggou barking snow and qingdonkey here. It is poor enough for Qingguo people in the next few hundred years to be scolded. Can Qingguo people stand it when Fang Yun arrives in Qingjing?

However, although Qingguo people were worried, they did not admit defeat. Although Wu was strong, it did not form a rolling advantage over Qingguo. Even Yi Zhishi did not press Qingguo people out of breath like Fang Yun.

It is a foregone conclusion that the two countries are unforgiving.

Qingjun watched the scholars of the two countries compete. The first two were big. He had prepared a lot of means for Fang Yun before. Once this matter broke out, many means could not be used. Moreover, now the discussion list is discussing the dispute between the two countries. It seems that no one cares about this cultural meeting.

Just when the two countries were arguing, a great Confucian in purple suddenly got up, bowed his hand slightly to Fang Yun, and said with a spring thunder: "I don't know something. Please ask Fang Xusheng for advice."

The loud voice made everyone's ears buzzing. They stopped swearing and followed their reputation. Some people quickly recognized this man and were surprised. Could it be that this man also wanted to oppose Fang Yun?

Tang Zhengwei, a great scholar of the state of Shen, is also the literary Minister of the state of Shen. He studies the holy way of rites and takes restoring Zhou rites as his own responsibility. He is rigid and stubborn. He is an old scholar with a painful head, but his knowledge is too profound.

A great scholar of the same generation asserted that if this person was not paranoid about the holy way of rites and his character was not too square, he would inevitably become a literary giant, and he would probably be canonized. However, this person is too paranoid to be canonized.

Fang Yun looked at the old man, dressed in a purple robe that was washed a little white, with snow-white hair and only a few strands of black silk. This man looks ordinary, but his eyes look like a great majesty. He can redefine the mountains and rivers, establish order independently, make people afraid, and act involuntarily according to his will.

Fang Yun said, "I'm glad to hear from Mr. Zhengwei. However, I'm going to compare with Zhang Longxiang. After the comparison, I'll ask your advice. What do you think?"

Tang Zhengwei said, "I just want to ask you in front of people all over the world. After Wenbi, you may not give me a chance to ask questions or have a chance to discuss it. I don't ask questions for my own personal interests, but for many friends."

"Many friends? Those who are called 'men's society'?" Fang Yun made no secret of his mockery in his tone.

"Nan Zun society is the name of others. In my heart, this society is only a temporary literary society, nameless and nameless." Tang Zhengwei's tone is indifferent, and he doesn't care about Fang Yun's ridicule.

Fang Yun nodded gently and said, "Mr. Zhengwei really doesn't leave room for me. He has to force me to answer before Wen Bi?"

"If you waver because of my questions, you don't deserve to compete with Zhang Longxiang, a hero of the two mountains, and you will undoubtedly lose; if my questions don't affect you, even if you lose, you can't blame me." Tang Zhengwei's expression is the same as before, just like dry bark.

"Well, I'll ask Mr. Zhengwei a few questions first. Would you like to answer?" Fang Yun asked.

"Say everything you know and say everything." Tang Zhengwei said.

"Excuse me, sir, if I put a straw on you, will you think I'm obstructing you or want you to bear heavy loads?" Fang Yun asked.

"I'm not so narrow-minded," said Tang Zhengwei.

Fang Yun continued: "well, hundreds of millions of Jingguo people, one by one, put a straw on you. Assuming that the straw can gather but not disperse, all the weight can be pressed on you. Will you die?"

"Although I'm a great Confucian, my body has limits, and there is always a limit to load." Tang Zhengwei seemed to want to say something, but he just answered solemnly.

"Among these straws, the last one is always put on, causing you to be overwhelmed. Then, did the person who put the last straw kill you, or did I kill you the first one?" Fang Yun asked.

The whole audience was silent, and everyone had understood Fang Yun's intention.

Tang Zhengwei was silent and said slowly, "no one killed me, but everyone who put straw on me will hurt me."

"Well, let me ask again. Mr. Zhengwei insists on asking now, or wait until the end of Wenbi?" Fang Yun quietly looked at Tang Zhengwei's eyes, not deterred by the breath in his eyes.

Tang Zhengwei bowed his hand to Fang Yun and said, "I was careless and almost became someone else's chess piece. After the meeting, I took someone to visit. The rest wait. If Tang Zhengwei's three words are a little thin, no matter what, please find Fang Xusheng after the meeting."

Tang Zhengwei said and sat down.

The members of the "male respect society" looked at each other and finally shook their heads. No one got up. In fact, the dialogue between the two had been made very clear. Fang Yun would not blame if asked after the cultural conference, but if he pressed Fang Yun now, I'm afraid he would be regarded as an enemy and would likely encounter an extremely fierce counterattack.

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