Saint of the Confucian way

"They seem to be quarrelling!"

They stopped sending letters and looked at Fang Yun and Qu hangge seriously.

Fang Yun stood upright and calmly said, "don't worry about Qu old Jinshi. Since I chose literary warfare, I won't give up halfway. It's because Qu old Jinshi's body is not right and his evil fire heart is burning. We should be careful in literary warfare."

Qu Han Ge sneered: "no wonder everyone said that Fang Xu's teeth were sharp and sharp. He even opened his mouth and attacked me, regardless of age, and even didn't know how to respect and respect the elderly?"

"Eh? The civil war has no father and son, not to mention the elders and children. If the civil war also needs to be divided into elders and children, then the civil war will pull out the old longevity of all countries in the future. Whichever country is older will win. If someone is not convinced, he doesn't know how to respect the elderly, which is against the great ceremony! Is that what you mean?" Fang Yun asked.

Fang Yun's ridicule made many people laugh and scold him for his immorality. There is no such way to determine the civil war according to his age, but it is this immorality that makes others dilute the difference between the elderly and the young.

"Your mouth is hard! Then why did you attack me?" Qu Han Ge asked.

"Then why don't you forgive others?" Fang Yun asked again.

Qu Hange was stunned. He repeatedly asked questions. He really didn't forgive people. However, he accused Fang Yun of not understanding tolerance before. Now Fang Yun fought back. He didn't understand tolerance until he sat down.

Qu Han Ge held back his anger and said slowly, "Fang Xusheng has wronged me. I just want to know why you accuse me of 'improper body'. Only in this way can I correct my mistakes and achieve 'self-cultivation'."

Fang Yun Road: "Mr. Qu, do you know which group of scholars went to jingguowen BiWen last year? Mr. Qu has a noble personality and a sincere courage. Naturally, he doesn't care about these small things. I tell you, in the first seven months of last year, there were 31 batches of Qingguo people coming to jingguowen BiWen BiWen in our country! There were 54 batches in the whole year before last year! There were 53 batches in the year before last! Again I won't tell you before, which means that you Qingguo comes to Jingguo at least four times a month! It's too much to deceive! "

In the end, Fang Yun almost shouted out. He had tried his best to calm down, but after telling the numbers, he thought of those Jingguo students insulted by Qingguo and those scholars who were broken by Qingguo, and his anger rose in his chest.

Qu Hange was about to speak. Fang Yun continued: "before seven months last year, you Qingguo people killed three people in Jingguo, 10 people collapsed, 17 people cracked, 35 people were covered with dust, and countless people were injured! Throughout the year before last year, you Qingguo people killed five people in Jingguo, 13 people collapsed, 24 people cracked, and more than a hundred people covered with dust!"

"You..."

Fang Yun quickly interrupted Qu hange and said: "Let me finish! As a scholar of the human race, you not only participated in the Qing Dynasty's crackdown on Jingguo, but also your friends or children and grandchildren. How dare you say that I provoked the contradiction between the two countries? Dare you ask, are you right! Shijun's disciples were humiliated. You are angry. You let us forgive and forgive others. But who are the Jingguo people who died or injured in the battle between literature and literature Come and spare them? Dare you ask, are you in good health? Others may be able to question me, but you, a man with Jingguo people's blood on your hand, don't deserve to question me even if you live to be a thousand or ten thousand years old! "

"Well said!"

The people in Jingguo are filled with righteous indignation. Fang Yun speaks out the aspirations of Jingguo people who have been depressed for many years!

After so many years, Jingguo finally has a genius who can beat Qingguo in all aspects, and can finally say these words with pride.

In the past, Jingguo people said this, but it was a cry of the weak and a shame, but now it is a whip that goes straight to the heart!

Even condescending contempt!

Even Ji Zhibai, who originally secretly hated Fang Yun, couldn't help clenching his fist and showed hatred to Qu hangge during Fang Yun's speech. However, thinking that his teacher was Zuo Xiang and that he was actually a disciple of religion, he silently loosened his fist.

The left looked at Fang Yun, and the color of appreciation flashed in his eyes. However, the color of appreciation was fleeting, replaced by strong hostility, which soon dissipated and finally became very indifferent.

Qu Hange was originally a grumpy man. When he heard Fang Yun say so, he was furious, his green veins showed on his forehead, his hatred burst out in his eyes, and the killing opportunity loomed.

This is not an ordinary place, but a viewing platform with a large number of scholars. It is also the battlefield of the literary war between the two countries. What happened today will be recorded in history!

Regardless of the victory or defeat, for Qu Hange, the literary name is polluted, leaving a curse that scholars don't want to see in history.

In the Shengyuan continent, polluting people's names is equal to killing parents. It has always been a great hatred.

"Fang Yun, since you are so unwise, don't blame me for your hard work! Today, I will use the most clean means to win, let you lose, and let you know what it means to become a king and defeat an enemy! From today on, our country will not only suppress your country, but also continue to occupy your country's territory and achieve our great cause!"

Fang Yun looked at Qu Han Ge and said slowly: "In the past six months after the Chinese New Year's Eve last year, Qingguo has only sent three teams to our jingguowen competition, with two wins and one loss. This year, no Qingguo people have come to our jingguowen competition, literary struggle or literary war! Oh, and in the past two years, more Qingguo people have been killed by Qingguo indirectly or directly! Finally, no great cause, no Qingguo, no Jingguo Country! "

"You..." Qu Han Ge only felt a basin of cold water shining on his head, his momentum was gone, and his eyes were full of hatred after being humiliated.

Qu Hange is an old hand in the battlefield after all. Even if he is very angry, he still takes a deep breath and presses down the chaos in his heart. His originally turbid eyes finally become very bright, even brighter than children's eyes.

Bursts of terror came out of his body. His eyes were soon covered with a thin layer of blood. He saw a rolling blood Yangtze River in his eyes. There were countless demons howling in the Yangtze River.

As early as 50 years ago, Qu Han Ge was already a poem maniac and a bloody man!

"Fang Yun, this is the place where you are defeated!" Qu Han Ge cut the nail and cut the railway.

"Please ask Mr. Qu for advice." Fang Yunke said.

The light flashed in front of him. Fang Yun instinctively blinked, and then saw himself coming to a strange place.

Here is the top of a mountain. There is light fog in front of it. Below is Baizhang cliff. Ordinary people will fall to pieces.

Fang Yun was about to observe carefully. The fog in front dissipated, and a very similar mountain peak appeared opposite, while Qu Hange was standing on the top of the mountain.