Saint of the Confucian way

"It's nice to have so many people." Fang Yun seemed to have no idea of the purpose of miscellaneous scholars and continued to move on.

Fang Yun slowly climbed the steps and walked to Qingjun.

When they looked up, they could see the Dragon chair and Qingjun, but they couldn't see Fang Yun, because Fang Yun seemed to be in the clouds at the limit of their sight.

Fang Yun looked at Qingjun with a smile.

Qingjun's own breath is far less than that of a scholar, but there is a faint white light around him.

National blessing.

"You..."

Qingjun wanted to speak, but his whole body was numb and sour. He didn't even have the courage to say a word in his heart.

Qingjun was filled with shame and anger. He instinctively recalled that Fang Yun was still a young man when he first met Fang Yun.

Qingjun suddenly looked surprised.

Pang Jue hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

Qingjun was surprised because he found that he was taking the initiative to recall all the details of his meeting with Fang Yun, and even the poems he couldn't remember became particularly clear.

"Ben Sheng is remembering." Fang Yun continued up the stairs.

Qingjun was scared to death. Fang Yun had to recall what he was remembering. Is this still a person? Half saint is so terrible!

"You... If you want to do it, I won't be afraid of you!" Qing Jun forced himself and looked at Fang Yun.

He could not see Fang Yun's real body at all, only a great white light.

Fang Yun stepped on the last step and stood in front of the Dragon chair.

Qingjun looked up at Fang Yun and was stiff.

Fang Yun looked down at Qing Jun from a high position.

"You are afraid after all!"

Fang Yun is laughing.

Until then, Qing Jun saw Fang Yun's face and Fang Yun's white teeth when he smiled.

"I..."

Qingjun was unable to refute.

Pang Jue took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty Fang Sheng, Qing Jun made a big mistake at that time, but after all, he is the king of a country. His sin is not to death. Please raise your hand and give Qing Jun a way to live."

Qingjun's eyes gave birth to a glimmer of light.

Fang Yun turned slowly and looked at Pang Jue.

Pang Jue felt the waves coming from the whole ocean. The chair under his seat burst, his body lost its balance and fell to the ground.

Others clearly want to help, but their bodies are out of control.

Pang Jue sat on the ground, held his head high and said, "Qing Jun's sin will not die. Please think twice!"

Fang Yun looked at Pang Jue quietly. In his eyes, the two planets accelerated to roll.

"Sin till death?"

"Then the scholar who has been pressed by literature for many years will die?"

"The people of Jingguo who have been bullied in Xiangzhou for decades deserve to die?"

"The soldiers who died because Qingguo obstructed them should die?"

"The people of our country deserve to die?"

"We transport, damn it?"

Fang Yun spoke slowly and steadily, but the sky was full of thunder and torrential rain.

The whole Qingguo was shrouded in heavy rain.

Yuhai was locked by the rain in those days, but now it locks the whole country.

"I don't mean that..." Pang Jue explained in a low voice.

Qingjun quibbled: "Qingguo is hostile to Jingguo. It has nothing to do with me. I have to!"

"Forced?"

Fang Yun suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Qingjun's neck and held it high.

"Stop!"

"Your majesty!"

"You can't even be a semi saint!"

The officials of the lower miscellaneous family looked sad and angry. They wanted to rush forward and follow Fang Yun desperately.

"If you have to, get off the Dragon chair!"

Fang Yun suddenly threw Qingjun to the ground. Qingjun's head hit the ground heavily. His eyes were black, his ears roared, his viscera burst, and blood overflowed from his nose and corners of his mouth.

After a while, Qing Jun opened his eyes vaguely, tilted his head and looked at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun stretched out his foot and stepped on Qing Jun's head.

"Sir..."

"Your Majesty..."

"You..."

All the miscellaneous families are in mourning.

They have never really surrendered to Qingjun, and even often look down on him. However, no matter how they treat Qingjun, they regard Qingjun as a symbol of Qingguo.

At the moment, what Fang Yun steps on is not Qingjun alone, but Qingguo and the whole country!

Qingjun was in a trance and instinctively twisted his head to avoid Fang Yun's feet, but he couldn't escape anyway.

With tears in his eyes, Pang Jue said, "Fang Sheng, even if you are semi saint, you can't trample on and humiliate the king of a country like this. It hasn't happened for thousands of years, it hasn't happened for thousands of years!"

"Now there is."

Fang Yun looked down at the officials.

The miscellaneous people looked at this scene and felt that something had collapsed in their hearts.

A scene that surprised them happened, and a virtual building bead appeared in front of Fang Yun, facing the dynamic picture recorded by Qing Jun and Fang Yun.

"You can't do that, old man! Please! Please..."

Pang Jue immediately realized what Fang Yun was doing. He knelt on the ground with a cry and kept kowtowing to Fang Yun. The ground was covered with blood.

Qingjun stared at Xu Louzhu, vaguely aware that his current image might be exposed. He was so anxious that he twisted his whole body and struggled desperately, but it had no effect.

Muddy tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

This time, Qingjun has no incontinence, but it is more humiliating than incontinence.

"Ask Fang Sheng for forgiveness, Qing Jun shouldn't be humiliated..." another miscellaneous old Hanlin knelt on the ground and begged bitterly.

But a scene that shocked everyone even more appeared.

Fang Yun took out his official seal and sent the contents of Xu Louzhu to the discussion list.

Everyone was stunned and unbelievable.

"Crazy... Crazy..." Pang Jue knelt on the ground and muttered to himself.

On the list, ranking the former king.

The signature is the word "Fang Yun" of Jinguang Wandao.

All scholars in Shengyuan mainland who can see the list have received the message sent by the list.

Semi holy words.

All sentient beings were surprised. Countless scholars entered the discussion list and opened this article.

Except for the four word theme, this article does not have a word, but there is an image recorded by Xu Louzhu.

Everyone saw that this was a top-down perspective. It seemed that someone was recording himself with virtual building beads, but he didn't enter his face, but recorded the scenes below his neck and under his feet.

Everyone saw that a man in a dragon robe was trampled under his feet by a man in a purple robe.

People in dragon robes are covered with blood and ferocious. They struggle desperately, like hooligans knocked down in the mud.

"Qing Jun?"

"It's Qingjun!"

"It's our national day king! Who dares to do so!"

"The world, no, is the world. Who can do this except Fang Sheng?"

"Qing Jun, we're sorry for you..."

Readers everywhere were shocked by this dynamic image. Most of them couldn't believe it and didn't realize what had happened.

However, a large number of Qingguo scholars immediately cried after seeing it.

Soon, many scholars woke up.

"What is Fang Sheng doing?"

"Even if the demons invaded the Shang Dynasty, they didn't humiliate the king of Shang so much!"

"Fang Sheng went too far this time..."

"This time, it's hard to end."

"Fang Sheng must have deep meaning in doing so."

"Wait and see. It's a troubled time..."

"What's the big deal of stepping on the semi holy emperor?"

"Yes, I think it's quite normal."

"Alas..."