Saint of the Confucian way

Guan YaoYuan and Yan Yue trembled, their eyes turned red, countless pages and handwriting flickered in their eyes, and finally they were broken by invisible power.

With a dull hum, their ears and nose bled, and they were immediately depressed.

Guan YaoYuan was better. He didn't insult Fang Yun with poetry, but was affected. But the Wen palace was still cracked and could not be repaired for decades.

Yan Yue was the most serious. His literary palace was full of cracks, and the statues in the literary palace were cracked like cobwebs. The needle thick talent was like fine smoke floating in the wind. He could no longer play the role of talent, and he could no longer talk on paper.

All the words he learned were torn, his eyes were confused, and he fell into temporary dementia. In the future, his learning of words will be constantly disturbed by invisible forces. The higher Fang Yunwen's position, the stronger the power to interfere with him.

Fang Yun will never die. Yan Yue will never be able to return to a normal scholar, not even a child.

Wan Xuezheng sneered: "I don't think Fang Yun has the courage to scold you? He is a former child student. Even if he doesn't have the courage, he will have the courage for a moment as long as he has the courage to govern the country and is determined to be firm! But I really want to thank you two fools for Jingguo students for forcing Fang Yun to write a" gall refining article "for the country. The writing is fragrant and the words are shining. This article even exceeds the song" Ji county early trip " 。”

"Write three saints in one stroke and one article can town the country. It is worthy of being a former Saint. This atmosphere is hard for ordinary people." shopkeeper Tang praised him. He is a businessman and an outstanding person.

"This article is very reasonable. Confucius said: where a gentleman lives, what is humble. It is the best counterattack against Yan Yue and others. No wonder the written creatures."

"The mountain is famous, the water has spirit, and the magnificent writing at the beginning is rare in the world, but these are secondary. Being in a humble room and having a heart to the saints is far from our generation." Wan Xuezheng seems ashamed and praised.

"This character has courage. Some people overestimate their strength. No wonder Fang Yun."

Everyone carefully tasted and completely forgot the two people who were injured by the text in the moment.

Suddenly, there was another click, and everyone was slightly surprised.

The wooden table in front of Fang Yun collapsed, and the Chinese text of the town that crushed the table fell slowly. It was as heavy as Mount Tai, but now it was as light as a feather.

Wan Xuezheng, on the other side, was quick with his eyes and hands. Before the table collapsed, he picked up the inkstone, ink ingot and ink stained pen to prevent ink from splashing.

The slave immediately rushed over and wanted to catch the paper from below to show his merit to Fang, but the paper weighed 100 kilograms, and the petite slave was immediately pressed by the paper.

"Whining! Nu Nu! Nu!" the little fox looked at Fang Yun with a cry and desperately asked for help. She was frightened and couldn't figure out how such a thin piece of paper was so heavy.

Fang Yun quickly stooped down and picked up the paper. It was hundreds of kilograms in others' hands, but it was light in his master's hands, which was no different from ordinary white paper.

The little fox immediately rolled gently, stood up, walked around the broken table, couldn't see the injury at all, and then looked up angrily at the page of paper, squinted, showing a threat. It seemed that he regarded the paper as a small animal bullying her and must take revenge.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "this is a good thing. You can't break it. Do you hear me?"

The little fox immediately nodded dejectedly and made a look of injustice that I was bullied and you didn't help me. Then he ran behind Yang Yuhuan, stood upright with Yang Yuhuan's legs, put his head out and looked at Fang Yun sadly.

Nu Nu made everyone laugh.

Fang Yun put away the manuscript of the humble room inscription and said, "let's go in and talk."

Fang Yun, shopkeeper Tang DA and Wan Xuezheng entered the house together. The people who came with Wan Xuezheng to give gifts also successively carried various gift boxes into the yard and opened them one by one. There were silk, cloth and gold and silver jewelry. In one of the boxes was a two foot long blood dried sea cucumber, but the sea cucumber was sliced and placed on it.

Nu Nu looked at the Dragon Palace blood ginseng and kept spinning around the box. She was greedy, but she didn't stretch out her claws all the time. Finally, she let out a painful cry and ran back to the house. Her eyes were out of sight.

Students and scholars outside the door went out one after another, but this "humble room inscription" was more outstanding than Fang Yun's poems before. They gathered at the entrance of the alley to aftertaste the scenes of the town's national culture, three miles of fragrance, a broken table and the cracking of the literary palace, and warmly discussed the noble character contained in this "humble room inscription".

The people who made friends with Liu Yanyue and Guan YaoYuan surrounded the two people. They didn't know what to do.

"It's a pity for Yan Yue. He's still stupid now. What do you say he does when he makes that crooked poem and scolds Fang Yun? Even Liu... Cough, can't he use indirect methods?"

"From then on, I'm afraid not many people dare to attack Fang Yun from the front. Just a few children have the courage for a moment. It's just heaven's talent."

"Yes, I'm a little afraid."

"You guys, I'm not feeling well. I'll leave for half a year. I'll take the state examination next year, and I won't take it this year!" the man said, turned and left quickly.

"As timid as a mouse! What are you afraid of as long as Zuo Xiang is there!" Guan YaoYuan said weakly.

Several people's eyes twinkled.

At the time of writing the humble chamber inscription, Li Wenying, the king of the State Academy of literature, was seriously annotating the Three Character Classic.

"Strange! The Three Character Classic is easy to understand, but why do I feel tired when I only annotate a hundred words every day and can't write any more. When I wake up, I feel energetic, more refined and more literate. Is this three Character Classic better than the pillow More subtle? Forget it. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. I'm afraid Fang Yun doesn't understand it. After the annotation is finished, recommend this article to Shengdao. There are many great scholars and a great Confucian guard. The secret of this article will be excavated. "

Li Wenying continued to write stroke by stroke. His writing was very slow. His pen seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms.

Suddenly, Li Wenying stopped writing, reached out his hand to hold the official seal, looked up at the sky, and saw the blue sky and white clouds flashing in his eyes. Like an eagle in the sky, he saw the whole picture of the city and finally the place where Fang Yun was located.

After reading it carefully, Li Wenying couldn't help shouting, "OK! With this article to refine courage, my chance of becoming a great Confucian can be increased by 10%."

Li Wenying closed his eyes and couldn't help reading the humble room inscription.

"The mountain is not high..."

Li Wenying is reading normally, but his voice is getting louder and louder.

When the "dragon is the spirit" is recited, the whole state literary academy can hear it.

When he recited the "cloud Pavilion of Xishu Zi", his voice had spread all over half of Jiangzhou. At this time, the voice was louder, but most people couldn't hear it. Only people with a scholar's degree or above could hear it.

After reading, the voice of Li Wenying echoed over Jiangzhou.

"Confucius said: what humble things are!"

Li Wenying moved in his heart and reached out to hold the official seal. His talent suddenly ran out in an instant. He absorbed part of the power of the holy temple, turned it into a huge invisible righteousness, and quietly swept across the whole Jiangzhou.

Outside Linjiang Town, a bloody fish demon carrying a bone fork slowly walked into the Yangtze River. On its bone fork hung half a man's body dripping with blood.

Haoran righteousness passed by. The fish demon was like entering boiling water, smoking all over, screaming and rushing to the Yangtze River. After only two steps, he fell on the ground, and his body slowly turned into pus and blood.

Outside Yuhai City, a group of shrimp soldiers were eating the bodies of three people. Suddenly, they cried out in pain. They saw that the flesh and blood in the translucent shrimp shell burst and finally died.

Outside Wangjiatun, near the demon mountain, a giant golden wolf was still on the ground on all fours. After eating a boy, he suddenly looked up at the sky. Then he seemed frightened, turned into a remnant and quickly fled to the demon mountain.

However, all the noble righteousness in the sky suddenly gathered here, and finally turned into a ten Zhang large amount composed of strong white light, which was hard on the giant wolf.

The second half of the wolf's body was blown to pieces, and the wound was smoky. It healed and burned by Haoran Zhengqi.

The demon king wolf roared up to the sky, scolded a few words in demon language, supported half of his body with two front legs and quickly ran to the demon mountain, dragging long intestines behind him.

Li Wenying swung back to his chair and said to himself, "why did a demon king of the Sirian clan sneak into Jiangzhou? What is the fox God in his mouth? Hum, fortunately, the inscription on the humble room is sharpening my courage and making me vigilant, otherwise I can't find the demon king. It must be reported to the imperial court and the holy yard."

Li Wenying's heart moved, and two pages of paper flew up, and he saw the words on it out of thin air.

Once you read it, write it down.

Two pages of paper whizzed to the book Hall and disappeared.

Li Wenying suddenly changed his face and said, "no! The first copy of the inscription on the humble house!" with that, he took a step and a white cloud appeared under his feet, three feet around.

rapidly go up in the world.

The so-called blue cloud is not a blue cloud, but a white cloud above the blue sky.

However, the green cloud immediately disappeared.

"My talent has been exhausted!" Li Wenying then shouted, "come on, prepare the car! Come on! No one can get ahead."

When Li Wenying recited the humble chamber inscription, magistrate sun also saw Fang Yun through the official seal of Wenbao.

Magistrate sun's mansion is a department of literature and politics. His ambition is in the holy way, not in his official career. Therefore, like Li Wenying, he recited it silently after seeing it. He recited it twice. His talent consumed a part, but his spirit was better.

Magistrate sun strode out and angrily said, "good luck, Cai he asked you to see me. It's outrageous that you didn't see me! I'll ask you why you despise me."

The scholar's staff on one side said, "my Lord, there are so many documents in the house that have not been processed. Why do you want to go out? You're so angry that you don't look like at all."

"Don't talk nonsense and let people prepare the car quickly. If Li Wenying hadn't joined me, I would have used the galloping war poetry. Cai he had a book" Ji county early trip "and wrote three simple letters to show off to me in just a few days. I can't bear it! This" humble room inscription "is several times better than" Ji county early trip ". I'm determined to get it. Let's go!"

The government office is in the west of the city, while the state office is in the east of the city.

There is a funny saying in Jiangzhou that describes the three first people in Jiangzhou's literary academy, civil servants and military. Yuan junduan, general crazy and zhoumu have been thinking about it.

At the moment, GE zhoumu, who looked like a little old man, was walking around his house, thinking in his heart as he walked.

"That's the poetry of refining the courage of the country. It's also the most rigid inscription of determination. It's very good for me and can even make up for the weakness of my temperament. Because Zuo Xiang and Wen Xiang were at loggerheads, I was promoted to Jiangzhou animal husbandry by the Empress Dowager. So far, it's just that Jinshi failed to enter the Imperial Academy and achieved the top heaven of the third grade State animal husbandry."

"If I can get his first book" humble chamber inscription ", I am very likely to break through the Jinshi and become a scholar. Even if I can't become a minister, I will also have the opportunity to become one of the six ministries and five ministers and become a counsellor in the cabinet. At that time, I don't have to be afraid of offending Zuo Xiang."

"But if I take the" humble chamber inscription ", which is equal to publicizing Fang Yun's literary name, I must hate Zuo Xiang in advance. What can I do?"

In the process of Ge Zhou Mu's hesitation, carriages of senior officials in the city set out from all directions and ran to the same place.

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