Saint of the Confucian way

"Your mentor is gentle and martial, and the battle of Ning'an city is even more powerful. You have won the strategist Wentai. The position of marshal is most suitable for you." Jing Jun looked up at Fang Yun and said in a little pleading tone.

"Alas... My king," Fang Yunshen said several times, "the reason for resigning from office is to attack the great Confucian, and I must try my best to attack the semi holy position. What's more, I'm going to bury the holy valley. I don't want to make a pilgrimage either in the near future or in the long term."

"Are you really going to bury the holy Valley?" Sai Zhixue was very surprised.

Many officials present were also surprised. Although some people with low literary status did not know much about the burial Valley, there was also relevant news on the list recently. They knew that it was extremely dangerous there.

Holy ruins, denglongtai, Jinshi hunting ground and other places are dangerous, but the burial valley of the past dynasties has been completely destroyed, and more than once.

After all, it is said that the holy burial Valley is a place for burying all saints. The power of all saints in it is different from that when they were alive. Once, only one day after the holy burial valley was opened, all ethnic groups were destroyed!

Later, the saints in the world used all means to deduce that a emperor woke up a complete holy skeleton, which is not terrible. What's terrible is that the holy skeleton was manipulated by extremely fierce thoughts. As soon as he woke up, he regarded all living creatures as enemies and killed everywhere.

If all races stay inside for a long time and get enough holy Qi and holy bones, they still have the opportunity to jointly fight against the fierce holy bones, but the time they enter is too short, and the holy Qi they get is not enough to take out treasures from seashells. They can't defeat such terrible forces alone.

Many years later, the holy burial valley was opened again, and there were not many kings and emperors willing to go. At that time, there was an ancestral God in the demon world, which forced the ancestral God to lose a lot of power, so that the holy skeleton with extremely fierce thoughts fell into sleep. At the same time, the demon world also sacrificed many big demon kings and emperors, resulting in great losses.

However, there are also lucky times. In case of the eruption of treasures buried in the holy Valley, also known as God's gift, many people will leave with a large number of treasures. A great Confucian of the Kong family once encountered a God's gift and returned safely. In the next hundred years, the number of great scholars and great Confucian of the Kong family directly doubled!

In the history of burial holy Valley, four divine gifts have been formed. Within a hundred years after each divine gift, great changes will take place in the world.

The doomsday battle between the demon man and the ancient demon took place a hundred years after the first divine gift. Everyone said that the demon man gained endless benefits in the first divine gift and became the decisive force to defeat the ancient demon.

However, no matter how good it is to bury the holy Valley, every scholar in Jingguo doesn't want to be transported into it.

After all, Fang Yun's benefits in the holy burial Valley may not help Jingguo, but if Fang Yun falls in the holy burial Valley, Jingguo will fall into an endless abyss and be doomed.

"Fang Xusheng, think again."

"If you have any requirements, we will try our best to meet them!"

Everyone asked, but Fang Yun was unmoved.

Fang Yun's sleeve moved and Jing Jun's hand slipped away.

Fang Yun walked forward again.

Young Jingjun looked at Fang Yun's back and wanted to stay again, but he found that he couldn't move his steps for some reason.

"Fang Xusheng!"

"King Ji!"

"You can't go..."

Many officials were distressed, as if once Fang Yun left Jinluan hall, Jingguo would collapse.

However, Fang Yun never looked back.

The officials no longer wanted to stay, but just looked at Fang Yun, or despair, or grief, or frustration, or sadness

Fang Yun went out of the gate of Jinluan hall and continued to move forward while reciting poems.

"It's hard to make water once through the sea, except that Wushan is not a cloud. Take a lazy review of the flowers, half because of the holy way and half because of the king."

The crowd had been moved by Fang Yun's departure. After listening to this poem, they couldn't help themselves.

Jiang Hechuan said with a bitter smile, "Fang Xusheng's intention to go has been decided. Let's learn poetry and see him off."

The crowd had no choice but to nod their heads. When seeing them off, some scholars who traveled far would leave immediately after writing poems because they were too sad, leaving the people who saw them off to appreciate them, that is, to appreciate poems and see them off.

"This poem is like a love poem. It seems to be made for lovers, but it's not like it at this time."

"The first two sentences are literally easy to understand. I've seen the broadest ocean, so it's difficult to be attracted by ordinary rivers and lakes; ordinary clouds are too ordinary. Only the clouds when the legendary goddess of Wushan clouds and rain are called real clouds. However, in connection with the last two sentences, it's difficult to determine whether Fang Xusheng wrote it for Yang Yuhuan or resigned."

"The meaning of the last two sentences is not difficult. Even if you are in full bloom, you don't bother to look at it more. Half of the reason is that you have a sacred way in your heart, and the other half is difficult to accommodate anything except 'Jun'. You don't know whether you mean Yang Yuhuan, imperial power, or official position."

"This poem is profound and meaningful. Once you understand it at first, you can read it carefully. It seems to be interesting."

"However, I prefer the most primitive poetry. It is Fang Xu's holy calendar. After suffering, I found that I owe Mrs. Fang a lot. This resignation is half for the sake of the holy way and half for her."

"Yes, the artistic conception of this poem is very beautiful. The sea and water, Wushan clouds, and flowers are beautiful but not gorgeous, hidden but not obscure. It is more like a love poem. The writing method of this poem is different from the gorgeous and boastful poems in the flower streets and willows, and from the thought innocent love poems in the book of songs. I'm afraid it can lead a new trend."

"I think there is a kind of regret hidden in this poem. The first sentence sighs that there is no water, the second sentence sighs that there is no cloud, the third sentence sighs that there is no flower, and the fourth sentence, I don't think it's half for the holy way and half for the king as explained literally. It's more like an implicit question sigh. But what you sigh about is stupid and difficult to explore."

"No, since this poem was written at this time, it is by no means a love poem. Why isn't the water of the sea the scene of Mr. Guanhai fighting with the incarnation of wolf killing? Why isn't the cloud of Wushan the holy cloud of the master of the Confucius family seen at the mid autumn Festival cultural meeting that day? Why aren't the so-called flowers the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty?"

"Wonderful! In this way, the holy way needs no explanation. The king may be the 'I' in Fang Xu's holy heart."

"It's wonderful! The" half fate king "is very similar to Tao Sheng's artistic conception of" picking chrysanthemums under the East fence and leisurely seeing the South Mountain "and" detaining birds and yearning for the old forest, and pond fish think of the old abyss ". Why did Fang Xusheng resign? It's the holy way and the hidden heart."

"Indeed, compared with Confucius and Chen Sheng, we really can't think that water is cloud, which is not worth Fang Xusheng's nostalgia."

"This is probably the empty saint's mind and the ambition of national scholars!"

"Alas... Think carefully, this poem is not only about Fang Xusheng, but also about each and every one of us."

Once again, there was calm in the hall. Many people thought about the poem carefully, and slowly, sighs began to ring out one after another.

"It's hard to be water, except that Wushan is not a cloud..." Jiang Hechuan whispered, with endless melancholy in his eyes.

When the officials saw him off, Fang Yun left the capital and flew straight to the governor's office of Xiangzhou, in order to accompany Yang Yuhuan and hand over Xiangzhou affairs.

Before flying far, Fang Yun received a letter from Jiang Hechuan.

"Buried in the holy Valley, be careful to know the world. Wenying was not one of the four talents in those years. It is said to be related to him."

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