Saint of the Confucian way

The jade dragon tent cart pulled by 18 dragon horses slowly stopped at the door of Fang's house.

The gift giver at the door of the Fang family hurried to avoid and bowed his head respectfully. Everyone in the capital knows that this carriage is Wenxiang's car. It usually drives on the street and can even fly away in an emergency.

"Fang Yun, go to Xuemei cultural club with me!" the voice of Wen Xiang Jiang Hechuan came from the carriage.

"The students are coming out."

Not long after, Fang Yun was followed by three women, a dragon, a fox and a small meteor.

Ao Huang was very excited. This was his first time to participate in the human culture meeting, but he agreed not to talk disorderly with Fang Yun. He bit his teeth and just turned his eyes disorderly.

The eighteen Jiaolong who pulled the cart were originally in high spirits, but after Ao Huang appeared, they were scared to lower their heads. The atmosphere was afraid to breathe. The horse legs trembled slightly, and two Jiaoma even peed out.

Wen Xiang's carriage was much larger than an ordinary carriage. Fang Yun boarded the car first, looked at Jiang Hechuan with white hair and beard on the seat, and arched his hand and said, "the students have seen Lord Wen Xiang."

Jiang Hechuan got up and said with a smile, "are you moving?"

"Well... Our family is full of talents from women to foxes to little bad dragons. Show them the world." Fang yundao.

"You... Ben long doesn't speak!" Ao Huang spoke angrily outside the car.

Fang Yun said to the car door, "come up and meet Lord Wen Xiang."

Yang Yuhuan, Zhao Hongzhuang and Su Xiaoxiao came up in turn. The slave jumped down from Yang Yuhuan's arms. The three women made a ceremony, but the slave got up and arched his hands like a scholar.

Jiang Hechuan was teased with a smile by the little fox and reached out to greet nu.

Nu Nu shook her head, hid behind Fang Yun, held Fang Yun's legs, poked out her head and secretly looked at Jiang Hechuan. She was a little shy.

Jiang Hechuan laughed and said, "Fang Yun, your little fox really doesn't admit it. Last time he ate my monkey head fruit, he turned his face and didn't recognize people this time."

Nu Nu was more shy and hid behind Fang Yun and didn't dare to come out.

"Old man with white beard, Ben long is coming up!" Ao Huang jumped into the carriage, looked around and shook his head, as if to say: old car, poor, far from Ben Long's family.

Jiang Hechuan smiled and said, "Hechuan has seen Prince Huang."

"You're welcome. Just think I'm Fang Yun's brother. Our real dragon never makes public." Ao Huang said, flew to the table in the carriage, began to taste cakes and fruits, and then showed a look of acceptable taste.

Fang Yun didn't care about Ao Huang and sat down with Jiang Hechuan.

As soon as Jiang Hechuan sat down, his smile disappeared and said, "can you think of the poems of Yongmei?"

"There are eyebrows."

"That's good." Jiang Hechuan smiled.

"Mr. Wen Xiang, the dispute between Mei and Xue happens every year. It doesn't matter if I don't write this year."

"You are still young. If you had experienced the disastrous defeat of the plum party 50 years ago, you wouldn't say so. That year, the snow was particularly heavy and the plum blossoms were particularly bright..."

Later, Jiang Hechuan told about the bitter struggle between Xuemei and Xuemei in that year. At the beginning, the poetry of yongxue on the list was equal to that of Yongmei, but later, the poetry of yongxue sprung up, and finally occupied the top eight of Xuemei's list! Bloody plum party!

Fang Yun listened silently and vaguely guessed that Jiang Hechuan must have participated in the Xuemei dispute that year, but he was pressed down by the snow party and became a painful memory, so he always valued the Xuemei dispute.

Fang Yun was serious on the surface, but secretly laughed in his heart. Unexpectedly, a generation of great Confucianism also had an unforgettable past.

After talking about the events of that year, Jiang Hechuan soon returned to calm and stared at Fang Yun.

"Fang Yun, the plum party depends on you!" Jiang Hechuan said earnestly.

"Don't worry, I'll try my best." Fang Yun couldn't cry or laugh in his heart. Wen Xiang looked like he was entrusted with a major mission.

Jiang Hechuan glanced at the carriage and said: "The demon Saint Wolf killed the king this time. Our king country is basically at a loss. We are waiting for the results of the temples and Chen Sheng's edict. Now we are recalling local officials. Tomorrow morning, we will discuss the matter, and the top 50 Jinshi will hold a pilgrimage meeting outside the temple... You see, I'm an old fool. You're different from them. Now you're walking in the cabinet. You should be at the end of the third grade officials and be at the top of the temple Inside. "

Fang Yun is indecisive. Although he has been studying hard for many days, he has never personally experienced a cruel political struggle. It is not easy to express his opinions casually in the court. In particular, he will be officially declared a virtual Saint soon. He should be cautious in his words and deeds.

Zhao Hongzhuang snorted coldly and said, "I'm afraid the most happy thing is the traitor Zuo Xiang."

Fang Yun took a look at Zhao Hongzhuang. She was right. She had been worried about it.

In addition to his superb means, the key to the expansion of Zuo XiangLiu mountain's power is that there are Qingguo and Zongsheng standing behind him, while Jingguo is in danger, and many officials have to take refuge in Zuo Xiang for the future.

A few days ago, Liushan was repeatedly suppressed by Fang Yun, and its power suddenly decreased to less than 40% of the original. However, the emergence of demon holy order is equal to cheering the left Prime Minister party.

Cao man made every effort to attack Jingguo. There is no doubt that Jingguo must be divided by Qingguo and Wuguo. Even if these officials are firm, they have to find a way out for the future.

Zuo Xiang, who made friends with the state of Qing, and King Kang, who made friends with the state of Wu, were the first choice, but king Kang was only a family member and a royal family member of the state of Jing. Once the state of Jing perished, the state of Wu could not attach too much importance to King Kang, but Zuo Xiang had the talent of a great Confucian and had a close relationship with a miscellaneous sect saint. Taking refuge in him would surely occupy a place in the state of Qing in the future.

"Our country... Still has a glimmer of vitality." Jiang Hechuan said.

Hearing this, Fang Yun sighed in his heart. Even the dignitaries said such words. The prospect of Jingguo is too slim.

"Do I want to watch the collapse of Jingguo in a year?" Fang Yun thought.

Jiang Hechuan said in a low voice, "I've been ready for the destruction of Jingguo for a long time, but I'm afraid that the destruction of Jingguo is just the beginning. I'm afraid that other people will use the destruction of Jingguo as an excuse to change their tough strategy towards the barbarians, and use Huairou means to even pay annual tribute like Gu Guo to win over the three barbarians. Of course, the premise is to force the wolves to leave Shengyuan continent or kill them. Your six kingdoms theory" I have seen that although the situation between the six countries and Qin is different from that now, the truth is the same! "

"I'm also worried about this." Fang Yun was more and more unwilling. He clearly wrote the startling six kingdoms theory. If there was enough time, it might make the miscellaneous families give up using Huairou means to unite with the barbarians. But now the Cao barbarians wanted to destroy the Jing state. A year later, the Jing state was destroyed, and the Gu state that paid the old tribute was still there, so the six kingdoms theory lost its foundation.

Whether it is killing two barbarians who resist the alliance or wolf killing to attack Jingguo, it is in the interests of miscellaneous families and Zongsheng. Fang Yun even suspects that Zongsheng is secretly promoting all this. If so, Zongsheng is terrible, far more means than expected, and completely plays Jingguo and Cao man with applause.

Fang Yun only felt the chill through his bones, but slowly, he clenched his hands.

"There is still a chance! As long as the kingdom of Jing still exists, there is a chance! I will prove with facts that Zongsheng you are wrong!"

When the carriage slowed down, the coachman outside the door whispered, "it's almost the plum garden."