Saint of the Confucian way

The little fox sat on the desk and looked at the paper curiously, but he just wrote a word. Why is Fang Yun so serious? Is he going to write more powerful poems?

The little fox immediately opened his eyes and waited carefully.

Fang Yun's mind came to the famous song dynasty politician, writer and great poet Wen Tianxiang's famous song of righteousness.

"Heaven and earth have healthy qi, which is mixed and manifold. The lower part is the river and the upper part is the sun and the stars..."

A total of 360 punctuation marks were added to all the words of the song of righteousness, which came to mind one by one. Fang Yun was excited and wrote slowly.

Oh, my God.

Fang Yun finished the last stroke of the word "heaven". Nothing happened. He was relieved and continued to write the word "Earth".

At the moment when the characters were written, Fang Yun suddenly felt his literary palace shaking gently, and the stars in the starry sky of the literary palace shook.

Fang Yun frowned slightly and wrote the third word, yes.

Fang Yun's body shook and hurried to hold the table with his left hand. Suddenly, a lot of sweat came out of his body. His body strength seemed to be evacuated, and his talent in Wen palace decreased rapidly like a lit firecracker lead.

The pen didn't stop. The words "heaven and earth have one" appeared on the paper. The fourth word was not finished. The three and a half words suddenly changed color, just like the gold words poured by gold, emitting dazzling golden light.

The golden light shone on the whole house.

Nu Nu opened her mouth in surprise. She felt a great breath from these words, which made her instinctively afraid, but she felt that this power would not hurt herself.

Fang Yun continued to write and wrote the fifth stroke. When he was about to finish writing the word "Zheng", there was a loud sound in his ear, which was enough to shock people to death, like a mountain collapse and a collision of stars. Fang Yun's eyes were full of Venus. His body was crooked and his hands were loose. He could no longer hold the demon pen.

With a slap, the demon pen fell on the table, and the three and a half gold characters suddenly spontaneously ignited without fire. The whole paper burned up, not only did it not burn the table and other things, but even clean, leaving no paper ash.

Nu Nu didn't care about this strange phenomenon, but directly jumped on Fang Yun's legs, looked up and looked at Fang Yun with sweat and sallow complexion. His eyes were wet and almost had to cry.

"Whining? Whining?" the slave asked softly, his two front paws resting on Fang Yun's abdomen.

Fang Yun sat weakly on the chair, reached out and touched Nu's head and said, "it's all right. I'll sleep."

Fang Yun laboriously went to bed and closed his eyes to sleep, but he was thinking constantly in his heart.

"It seems that the song of righteousness is not an ordinary famous article. The strong and boundless righteousness contained in the article fits the world very well. Once I write it completely, I'm afraid the text will soar, but I don't have the corresponding strength, so I can't write it now."

"Mencius is the founder of Haoran righteousness. In Mencius, Mencius once said 'raise my Haoran righteousness'. Gongsun Chou asked him what Haoran righteousness is, but he said' it's hard to explain clearly. It can be seen that his Haoran righteousness is not perfect. But the song of righteousness well expounds the power of Haoran righteousness."

"Mencius's noble righteousness and imperfection can be granted Yasheng. If it is perfect, to what extent will it be?"

"Confucius said to be benevolent and Meng said to take righteousness."

"Kong Sheng's" benevolence "is the supreme Road, and Mencius's" righteousness "is probably the most powerful force. Benevolence and righteousness are like human wisdom and human power. Only Kong Sheng created and improved benevolence, so he became a saint, while Mencius's" righteousness "lacks a key link, so Mencius can only be a second saint."

"Is this the key link of righteousness?"

"Confucius built the great road, but did not build the power to the extreme. If he also built the 'righteousness' to the extreme, would he step into a higher literary position? Is there a parallel between' benevolence 'and' righteousness'?"

Fang Yun was very excited. Unexpectedly, he wrote three and a half words on a whim and touched the edge of the supreme power in the world. Although it was only the edge, it was enough to see a clear direction.

"Although I wrote poems and words before, I was not practical after all. Now I know the direction and what I should practice, so I feel at ease."

"Confucius said to be benevolent and Meng said to take righteousness. We must have both!"

Fang Yunxin enters Wen palace.

The Wen palace is 3000 feet long and 3000 feet wide. It is stacked by huge bluestones. It is rough and primitive. In the depths of the Wen palace, there is a statue of Fang Yun, and in front of the statue is the person condensed by Fang Yun's mind, which is the same as Fang Yun in reality.

Fang Yun found that because of the shock just now, a few boulders in Wen palace had slight dislocation, but there was no crack. He could recover after reading in a few days.

Talent has not changed.

Fang Yun was relieved and looked up at random, stunned.

The center of the star sky in Wengong used to be the stars representing famous articles, but now they are all lined up. There is a vortex composed of countless luminous star debris in the center. The vortex slowly rotates counterclockwise to form a great pressure.

"Isn't that a whirlpool of literati? After becoming a disciple, you can form a whirlpool of literati when you go to the holy temple to worship, and then condense literati. But how can I have a whirlpool of literati now? Is it related to the song of righteousness? Or is it because I mistakenly understand the Secrets of benevolence and righteousness?"

Fang Yun thought for a long time and didn't understand, so he had to give up.

"Go step by step. It should be a good thing to appear in advance."

Fang Yun thought and fell asleep.

At the time of the spontaneous combustion of the song of righteousness, the saints of Shengyuan, the barbarians, the dragon and the demon raised their heads and looked up at the sky.

Shengyuan continent.

"The track of Wenqu star changes slightly. Is it a coincidence or will there be a big change? Is it a disaster or a blessing?"

Demon clan.

"Maybe it's a good time for my demon family to enslave the Terran!"

"I want a semi saint!"

barbarian tribes.

"My barbarians will enter the Central Plains!"

"Between heaven and earth, the barbarians are supreme!"

Dragon.

"Just don't fall into the sea."

Fang Yun woke up after sleeping for an hour and felt very comfortable. When he entered the Wen palace, the Wen palace completely returned to normal, but the stars in the Wen palace were a little dimmer.

"As mentioned in Chen Sheng's anthology, the stars in the literary palace can repair and enhance the literary palace, so the more famous articles, the stronger the literary palace."

Fang Yun opened his eyes and found the little fox sitting in front of him. His eyes were bright and staring at him. He looked serious, like a dog guarding his sick master.

Fang Yun Zhan Yan smiled and said, "thank you, nu nu. I'm all right now."

Nu Nu looked suspicious, leaned over and gently sniffed, then grinned, stretched out his little pink tongue and gently licked Fang Yun's face.

Fang Yun was also very happy and kissed her on the forehead.

The little fox immediately blushed, gave a shy cry, swished into the bamboo basket, turned his back to Fang Yun, and constantly shook his tail to expose her happy mood.

Near noon, Fang Yun was still practicing calligraphy, and Yang Yuhuan and Mrs. Jiang came back.

Yang Yuhuan gently opened Fang Yun's door and closed it again.

Fang Yun put the book on the table and got up to look at Yang Yuhuan.

Yang Yuhuan's eyes are very complex, moving, shy, worried, happy, and a different kind of emotion, which makes Fang Yun itch.

"Sister Yuhuan," Fang Yun said with a smile.

Yang Yuhuan stared into Fang Yun's eyes and asked, "you... How are you willing to transfer such a valuable house to me?"

"Then why are you willing to waste your life on me?" Fang Yun asked.

"I... I'm your child's adopted daughter-in-law." Yang Yuhuan's face was crimson, and her eyes flashed a very light flattering meaning.

"I am your future husband. What does it matter if I give you something? This is what I should do."

"But... But I think you are so kind to me." Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Yun with emotion.

Fang Yun took Yang Yuhuan's hand and said softly, "even if it's ten thousand times better, it's not as good as you are to me. Now it's just the beginning, and I'll double treat you in the future."

"HMM." Yang Yuhuan hurriedly took his hand away, sorry to let Fang Yun hold it.

Fang Yun reached out and touched the Phoenix hairpin on Yang Yuhuan's head and asked, "aunt Fang gave it to you? It's beautiful, but you're more beautiful."

Yang Yuhuan blushed and said, "well, it's from Aunt Fang."

"You're so beautiful. You'll wear more jewelry in the future. You can buy whatever you want. Don't tell me. You're half the master of our Fang family, okay?"

"I understand." Yang Yuhuan was more and more moved. She was always afraid that Fang Yun didn't pay attention to her after she became prosperous. As a result, she treated her better and paid more attention to her than before.

Fang Yun asked, "how about the house?"

Yang Yuhuan smiled shyly and said: "I don't quite understand. I just think it's so big. Aunt took people inside and outside to see it. She said that big families live in this kind of house. She also said that we don't have enough manpower. She will send some women and maids or servants from the Fang house, otherwise the big yard will be too cold. She also said that she asked Mrs. Jiang to go to Ji county's hometown to find some people you know. She is always more relieved than outsiders."

Fang Yun nodded and said, "when there are more people in the future, you don't have to do housework. You can visit your aunt's house and learn from her how to manage a large family."

"Well, by the way, my aunt said that my uncle sent a letter to her yesterday, asking her to choose some reliable child veterans to come to our house and let you choose some to follow."

Fang Yun said with a smile, "uncle, it's really kind. In fact, it's enough to find ordinary veterans. I'm still looking for child veterans. I'm just a child. Uncle is not so careful. It should be my aunt's idea. I'll wait at home. I'll choose two at that time. When can people live in that house?"

"I think I can move in today, but my aunt is more serious. She said she would let people tidy up for three days."

"Then wait three days. I'm just going to pretend to be ill for three days."

"Well, I'm going to cook." Yang Yuhuan turned and left.

Nu Nu quietly walked to Fang Yun's feet, grabbed Fang Yun's trouser legs and moved.

Fang Yun lowered his head and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Whining!" Nu Nu pointed to the bamboo basket he lived in, then made a posture of holding something with his two front legs and opened it to both sides like a human arm.

Fang Yun asked, "do you want to live in a bigger place?"

"Whining!" Nu Nu nodded excitedly, put his claws together in a pleading shape, and his furry tail shook constantly.

"The house is very big. How about I give a separate house?" Fang Yun asked.

Nu Nu was so moved that she jumped up, hugged Fang Yun's neck and kissed him on the face.