Saint of the Confucian way

Holy yuan, kongcheng.

Numerous people and scholars stood or knelt facing the inverted peak mountain.

Holy courtyard, in a side room in the grand square.

On the table in the main hall of the house, there is a red sandalwood tray with something covered by red silk.

On the seat beside the table, sat an old man with gray hair, wearing a purple Confucian robe that had been starched many times and even slightly damaged. He looked solemn, but his face was pale, there was no trace of blood on his face, his deep eye bags were particularly eye-catching, and his turbid eyes were full of blood.

He held two tea cups in his hands, which collided one after another and made a soft noise, exposing his trembling hands.

Just looking at the appearance and temperament, no one will connect the old man with the great Confucian.

He is not only a great Confucian, but also a former patriarch, the old Dongsheng Pavilion, and the great Confucian Zong Ganyu.

In the house, many family members sat on both sides, a gloomy cloud.

"Uncle, are we really going to kneel down and worship Fang Yun? I'm not reconciled!" a family scholar looked sad. His eldest son had broken his courage and lay in a coma for many years because he opposed Fang Yun.

"Don't mention the holy name!" said an elderly patriarch.

"Before his holy image enters the temples, it is not really a half saint of the human race. Uncle, can we delay time? The temples are blessed by the holy forces. Once his holy image enters them, it will naturally win our human luck and strength. It's better to let him die in the Dragon city!"

"Yes, wait a few more days. When the holy image enters the temple, we will take a collective sick leave, so that he can become a joke of people all over the world and a half holy man ridiculed by people."

"You are so bold..." the eldest scholar shook his head gently, but did not try his best to stop it.

"Uncle, have a word."

Zong's family looked at Zong Ganyu.

Zong Ganyu seems to have just regained his mind. He slowly glances at the people with cold eyes and makes everyone shut up.

Zong Ganyu was very satisfied with the people's reaction. He put down his teacup and said in a hoarse voice, "do you think I am willing? Do you think I am willing to do it myself? Do you think I am an old man of the East Saint Pavilion, a literary Pope of the human race, a master of the clan and a half Saint descendant willing to kneel down to Fang Yun?"

At last, Zong Ganyu almost roared out, his eyes protruded and his face flushed.

The house was silent.

"Talk!" Zong Ganyu grabbed the teacup and fell to the ground.

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No one dares to answer.

Zong Ganyu gasped for breath, snorted coldly, and his face returned to normal.

"If you want to see Zong's family felled by the world, just do it. The holy image is here. I won't stop you if you saw it or burned it." Zong Ganyu's voice became soft.

There was silence.

After a while, Zong Ganyu sighed and said: "You're stupid. How many eyes are looking at us now? If we're a little wrong, we'll have to bear a century's reputation. What's more, the big plan of the miscellaneous family has been implemented. It's imperative to compete with Fang... The thief for the holy way of the crossbar. Once the plan is successful, pulling away from the holy way of the crossbar will destroy the rudiment of the political way and make the Fang thief irreparable! For today's breath, Is it worth it? "

The crowd quickly admitted their mistake.

Zong Ganyu smiled darkly and said, "today, you are going to kneel, and I am going to kneel too. Didn't Fang thief say that he will endure the wind and calm waves for a while and take a step back. However, as long as my Zong family is in charge of the Dongsheng Pavilion, I'm afraid I can't make a trip?"

Everyone smiles.

"What the owner said is!"

"The battle in Ning'an city is in full swing. We urgently need everything in the holy courtyard. We just need to postpone some official documents for a few days, so that they can suffer a great loss!"

"We can't do anything about the statue entering ceremony, but after the canonization ceremony, we can let the Fang family eat some flies! The Fang family's buns don't know how many rules there are in the holy yard."

"Yes, it's just a nouveau riche. We Dongsheng Pavilion and the ritual hall jointly organize the canonization ceremony. It's too simple to want to do something."

"But wouldn't it be better not to let those close to the Fang family make mistakes and humiliate the Fang family in the name of our family?"

"The Fang family has a small population, but all branches want to occupy the light of the Fang family. There must be evil people among them. We only need a little guidance to make the Fang family famous."

"The state of Wu has been assisting the state of Jing. As long as we issue an order to let the state of Wu help the state of Gu, we can greatly reduce Ning'an's troops."

"So good, ha ha ha..."

Zong Ganyu brushed his beard and smiled, but did not make a decision.

There were several people under the seat who were silent and looked decadent. They never expected that the dignified semi holy family, the leaders of scholars and their relatives would do such indiscriminate things, and they would also target a semi holy who had made great contributions to the human race.

Is this still a scholar?

Those people looked at each other. They all saw helplessness from each other's eyes and became more frustrated.

Soon the bell rang.

Zong Ganyu coughed, sorted out his clothes and picked up the tray.

"Follow me."

Many mermaids came out of Dongsheng Pavilion.

On the big square stood almost all the readers of the holy courtyard.

All the elders in the hall have been waiting for a long time. They follow the team of Dongsheng Pavilion and go to the temples together.

Zong Ganyu was expressionless, holding a tray, but his hands were shaking gently.

Many onlookers vaguely found that Zong Ganyu's heart was extremely complex.

Even if he fainted a few months ago because Fang Yun was independent, even if he just vomited blood because of Fang Yun's holy spirit, he must come.

The surrounding scholars looked at Zong Ganyu with all kinds of eyes. Some people were full of sympathy, some looked sarcastic, and some smiled, especially the people of Jingguo.

Walking outside the gate of the temples, Zong Ganyu lifted up his robe with talent, knelt outside the threshold and sent the tray into the threshold.

"Welcome Fang Sheng!" Zong Ganyu's tongue burst with spring thunder, and the sound spread to the whole Kong City.

"Welcome Fang Sheng!" all the people who participated in the ceremony behind Zong Ganyu burst spring thunder on their tongue and slowly bowed down at the same time.

All the scholars in the square, no matter what kind of literary position, even the aristocratic family owner, slowly knelt down on their knees.

In the city of Kong, the whole city knelt down.

Subsequently, Zong Ganyu held the tray high.

The light wind blew away the red silk cloth, revealing the holy image of Fang Yun.

In the temples, all the statues suddenly seemed to be alive, turned their heads together, and their eyes were slightly bright.

The statue of Fang Yun seemed to be alive. He bowed his head slightly and bowed his hands to the saints.

Subsequently, all holy statues, from semi holy to six great Asian holy to Kong holy statues, bowed their hands to Fang Yun.

Although the participants in the ceremony bowed their heads, they could see the scenes in the temples in the rest of the light.

Zong Ganyu almost threw the tray out when he saw this scene!

The half Saint statue of the Terran enters the temple for the first time, and the half Saint return is normal, but I have never heard of the second Saint return! I've never seen the statue of Kong Sheng return!

For example, if a student bows to a teacher and the teacher nods, it's enough. It's impossible to bow the same way. It's better than having a grandson kowtow to his grandson and no grandson bow to his grandson.