Saint of the Confucian way

In the frightened eyes of the people, the dragon of the Yangtze River began to slowly coil its body, and the huge body of the river swam gently like a long snake and a python.

Not long ago, a huge dragon of the Yangtze River was in the sky, even blocking the light of Wenqu star and the moon, enveloping the earth like dark clouds in the sky.

The eyes of the dragon of the Yangtze River are two black water eddies.

When the dragon of the Yangtze River glances across the earth and passes over the Yueyang Tower, no one is surprised and afraid.

Everyone felt that the dragon of the Yangtze River was looking at himself, and his heart was very frightened. Many children or old people in Baling city were scared to cry.

"Ang..."

The dragon of the Yangtze River suddenly faces the estuary of the Yangtze River, which has been poured by the sea, leaving the jiaosheng palace still in the water.

Suddenly, beautiful waves rose slowly from the water, and many beautiful maids of jiaosheng palace, such as clam women, eel women, carp women and so on, surfaced even in the eyes of the Terrans.

Not long ago, tens of thousands of banshees had stepped on the white waves and stood on the water.

Some knowledgeable people and scholars have seen that Jiao Sheng will come to the surface after the Banshee appears.

This time, I'm afraid it's not just a river tour, but also a dragon tour!

Fang Yun looked at the banshees at the mouth of the Yangtze River and the huge dragon of the Yangtze River in the sky. He sighed and raised his pen to write.

"It's a magnificent view of the Yueyang Tower. It's located in a lake in Dongting. It's called a distant mountain, swallowing the Yangtze River. It's vast and boundless. The morning light and evening shade have a myriad of atmosphere. This is also the Grand View of the Yueyang Tower, which has been prepared by predecessors. However, it's common to visit Wuxia in the north, Xiaoxiang in the south pole, and moving tourists and poets here. It's no different to see things?"

Seeing the story of Yueyang Tower, Fang Yun continued to write "yes, so far, Mingzhou has not arrived. After all, the article is different from poetry. The article focuses on meaning rather than form. No matter how good the text is, if the literary meaning is not high and can not stand, the talent will be greatly reduced and reduced to dross."

Fang Yun is an empty saint. When judging Fang Yun, everyone will unconsciously use a higher standard, even the highest standard.

After a brief discussion, they continued to watch Fang Yun write slowly.

"Ho Fu! Why do you seek the hearts of ancient benevolent people, or do different things? Do not rejoice in things, do not grieve for yourself!"

After the completion of "don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself", all those who saw this sentence felt a shock and looked at Fang Yun in disbelief, but many people later showed relief.

"Only Fang Xusheng can be so terrible. They feel changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, but because the article is not completed, no one can say anything.

As for the two great Confucians of Zonglei and Qingguo, they suddenly felt uneasy. It was not what they saw through, but the power of the great Confucians that made them more sensitive to the crisis.

Millions of people watched Fang Yun until he wrote a complete article.

"If you live in a high temple, you will worry about your people; if you live far away from the Jianghu, you will worry about your monarch. You will worry about your progress and retreat. But when will you be happy? It must say," worry about the world first and enjoy the world later? "

After the "worry about the world first and enjoy the world later" was written, the pen was collected, and a triple loud voice was sent from the sky at the same time.

"Do not rejoice in things, do not grieve for yourself!"

"If you live high in the temple, you will worry about your people; if you live far away in the Jianghu, you will worry about your king!"

"Worry about the worries of the world before the happiness of the world!"

Thunder rises in the still night.

"Triple... The voice of the holy way?" Zong Wuyuan was unbelievable.

Several scholars looked into the distance in horror.

The sound spread thousands of miles!

"The article is safe in the world!" Jiang Hechuan looked at Fang Yun and muttered to himself. His face showed a happy look that was difficult to hide.

The music is shining high, and the stars are pouring down a hundred times, like a silver waterfall running in the sky.

At the mouth of the Yangtze River to the sea, two huge horns emerge from the water and rise slowly.

On both sides of the Yangtze River, statues move gently.

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