Saint of the Confucian way

On that day, Fang Yun used the concept of natural circle of later generations and combined with the knowledge he knew to get the supreme literary talent, which was enough to put hundreds of millions of demons into trouble.

And talent is only the initial stage. In the future, we should improve the literary position in order to obtain more talent.

Now Tianshu is just on the second floor, giving half a supreme literary heart, which can be called generosity.

With this half of one heart and two purposes, Fang Yun has a great opportunity to obtain a complete one heart and two purposes.

So far, apart from Kong Sheng and Xunzi, all the saints of the human race have got complete one mind and two functions, and talents such as Sima Xiangru have only got incomplete.

Kong Sheng was obtained when compiling the six classics, while Xunzi made up for his incomplete supreme literary heart after understanding the holy way of "separation between heaven and man".

If Fang Yun can really get complete one mind and two functions, it will be immeasurable when he is canonized in the future,

"Unfortunately, far water can't save near fire..."

Fang Yun returned to Wen palace and observed carefully. He found that there was more breath of Tianshu sap in the starlight of Wen Qu, and the lights of Wenxin with one mind and two uses were particularly bright, and Tianshu seedlings also changed.

Tianshu seedlings used to have three leaves, but now they grow to four.

There is nothing on the fourth leaf, only a drop of crystal clear dew on the third seedling. I don't know what it is up to now.

Fang Yun got up and looked at the official seal. It was quarter past midnight, around midnight.

Although Tianshu SAP makes the body better, Fang Yun's spirit is still a little tired after fighting for so long.

Fang Yun tidied up his desk and left the study.

The night was deep.

Nu Nu was sitting in front of the door, solemnly pressing the inkstone turtle with his left front paw, looking up at Fang Yun with a firm and persistent eyes, like a dedicated little guard.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "slave is great!"

The little fox, who had a serious face, immediately grinned and scratched his head with his small claws and released the inkstone turtle. The inkstone turtle seized the opportunity and was about to run. The slave's small claws immediately fell back and continued to press the inkstone turtle.

The inkstone turtle turned his head and stared at the slave, but retracted his head back into his shell.

In the guest room, Ao Huang was snoring gently. When Fang Yun came out of the study, the snoring became less, but recovered soon.

Fang Yun saw Yang Yuhuan in her own room and went back to her bedroom.

Lying in bed, Fang Yun, like before, recalled what happened today before going to bed, soon found his shortcomings in some places, and learned some aspects or details ignored before.

I don't know how long later, Fang Yun fell asleep and suddenly heard the door open. Because he didn't feel the danger, Fang Yun didn't wake up immediately. Then, hearing the footsteps of Yang Yuhuan, Fang Yun continued to sleep at ease, knowing what she might want to take or put.

Fang Yun is at ease.

The steps were closer, and a faint fragrance came to my face.

Fang Yun is still at ease.

Then there was a rustle of undressing by the bed.

Fang Yun was upset.

Fang Yun has never been a saint with no distractions. He once had many fantasies. Now he realizes that possible things are about to happen. Suddenly his mouth is dry and he doesn't know how to do it.

When the quilt was opened, a body as smooth as silk entered. The heartbeat of the body was like beating a drum and the breath was like a strong wind.

Fang Yun immediately opened his eyes and turned to look at the man beside the pillow.

In the night, Yang Yuhuan's eyes were particularly beautiful, as if peach blossoms were in full bloom.

Yang Yuhuan gave a light cry, picked up the quilt to cover his head, and his breathing became more rapid.

Fang Yun sighed softly and said, "sister Yuhuan, if I can come back alive from this great disaster, I will marry you immediately. If I don't return, you can find a good family to marry. But now..."

Put one hand over Fang Yun's mouth.

"Stop talking. I was born to be your man and death to be your ghost."

"But..."

"Xianggong, give me a child..." Yang Yuhuan's firm voice was shy.

Fang Yun only felt that his courage had been completely broken and his reason had no

The lotus tent is warm in the spring night, and the swallow may as well be wet with mud.

Butterflies wearing flowers see deeply, and dragonflies fly slowly.

Chu has a slender waist and a light palm. The strings play the sign language and sing the Zheng.

Small strings are whispering, and the garden listens to new warblers everywhere.

The spring is silent and cherishes the stream. The shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the fine and soft.

The up and coming lotus just bud; a dragonfly has already stood on it.

The spring river tides even the sea, and the bright moon on the sea tides together.

The silver bottle burst, the water burst, the iron horse protruded, and the knife and gun rang.

When the yellow sand is blown out, it comes to gold and turns into spring mud to protect flowers.

……

After the clouds and rain stopped, they were sweating. Fang Yun waved and Longzhu gave him the ability to clean them.

Yang Yuhuan pillowed Fang Yun's arms, with an unprecedented sweet smile in his mouth, and went to sleep.

Fang Yun was about to fall asleep when he vaguely heard Ao Huang talking in his sleep.

"How could the mountain collapse and the earth crack, the sun and the moon shake, and scare Ben long to death..."

Fang Yun's smile was frozen on his face. Just now he forgot to isolate the inside and outside with the power of courage.

"Forget it..."

Fang Yun left all his concerns behind and slept with his eyes closed.

In the early morning, Fang Yun woke up on time. Although the fierce battle last night was unprecedented, it was nothing for him who was stronger than the ordinary demon handsome. Even the fierce battle day and night could quickly replenish his energy.

Yang Yuhuan is different. Where did he bear the expedition of Zhu Fangyun? He is still asleep.

Fang Yun gently got up and found Yang Yuhuan's clothes on the chair with Yin Jiangbei on it. So he took out a protective treasure from Yin Jiangbei and injected a lot of talent to continuously stimulate and protect Yang Yuhuan, so that she could not hear the voice of the outside world.

Then Fang Yun left the bedroom.

Daniel Fang secretly thumbed up, several servant girls pursed their mouths, blushed and bowed their heads, walked quickly along the root of the wall, and the older people laughed.

Ao Huang is still snoring.

Nu Nu, like every morning, is still alive and playing with little meteors.

The inkstone turtle crawled tirelessly towards the gate. As soon as he saw it transported out, he silently Pooh, silently turned and climbed back.

Daniel Fang quickly ran over and said, "last night we packed everything in your study. We chose the four treasures of the study given by the emperor. Every place was clean and there was no dust. The car was ready early and stopped outside the door. Your favorite dishes were also prepared for breakfast. Everything was arranged properly."

Fang Yun nodded and looked at Fang Daniu.

A few months ago, Fang Daniu was a simple and honest young man, but today he has the temperament of a big housekeeper, especially in front of other servants.

Fang Yun didn't have the slightest smile on his face and said, "brother Daniel, I ask you, what should you do if I die?"

Fang Daniu didn't hear this name for several months. His body trembled. He looked at Fang Yun carefully and said seriously, "you're gone, madam is still there. She's still the master of the Fang family, and I'm still the housekeeper of the Fang family!"

"No, sister Yuhuan is sister Yuhuan."

"I believe my wife will still treat herself as her family."

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment and sighed. He didn't think that Fang Daniu could see better than himself in this regard.

"Well, she is the master of our Fang family. Ao Huang!"

"Ah? Ah! What's the name of the ghost in the early morning!" Ao Huang knocked out the door and floated in the air, looking at Fang Yun vaguely,.

"Do me a favor. If anyone robs my wife Yang Yuhuan of the master of the Fang family, you will help me kill until you are tired!"

"Oh? Oh! Benlong understands! Understand! How can benlong be tired. Hehe!"