Saint of the Confucian way

"Fang Yun, what's the matter? Lei Shushan said that you deceived people so much that you booked the first class of fortification and farming!"

"What Lei Shushan said is true? It's over. You've been caught! You've offended Lei Shushan, even the workers and farmers! These two families are not good at fighting, but they are especially good at being serious!"

"It's worthy of being a noble saint! This is Fang Yun in my mind! You're right. Since you want to fight, you don't have to worry about saying it, but it will become your own motivation. Flies and insects cry. Don't spend autumn and winter, don't care about those small attacks!" Yan Yukong's letter is completely different from other friends.

Fang Yun didn't care about this. After seeing Yan Yukong's biography, he couldn't help nodding. This insight alone is far more than everyone. Without himself, Yan Yukong will inevitably become the brightest star in this era.

Before becoming a virtual saint, Fang Yun will look forward and backward for fear that this will bring serious consequences to himself. But now, when the wind blows, the heart lake will not wrinkle, and the body will not be stained with dust.

Fang Yun smiled and vaguely found that he had reached the perfect level of "tongue sword Jinshi". Both his lips and tongue sword and his will reached the peak, with unparalleled sharpness and unstoppable.

With a little brewing, you can break through and become a Tibetan front Jinshi.

However, the last step is to show your sharpness!

Zang Feng Jinshi has the same meaning as the word "Zang Feng" in Zang Feng's poems. Once you become a Tibetan Feng Jinshi, you will be more modest and less angry. But once you use words and swords, your power will be enhanced in a short time.

Since then, the longer the tongue sword is brewed in the gall, the more powerful it will be.

There was once a Jinshi who did not move his sword for 15 years after becoming a Tibetan front Jinshi. After becoming a Hanlin, the sword thundered and killed a top Saint son demon Hou with one sword. Even the top talent of the human race could not kill the saint son demon Hou with one sword when he first became a Hanlin.

Some people even said that if the great Confucian can hide the front for ten thousand years and the sword breaks the sky, the semi saint will be injured if he doesn't hide!

Holding the official seal, Fang Yun entered the list and found an article replied by many scholars. It was Lei Shushan's book of war.

Lei Shushan first said that he wanted nothing more than to win over Ao Huang, and then accused Fang Yun of having no tolerance. Unexpectedly, he arrogantly said that he wanted two division a and so on. He regarded the farmers and workers in the world as nothing. He would defeat Fang Yun on behalf of the two families.

Lei Shushan was well-known among the two families. When he said this, a few people who didn't know immediately supported him and believed that Fang Yun had insulted the two families, but most people were watching.

Fang Yun's status is not what it used to be. In most people's opinion, let alone that things are uncertain, even if Fang Yun really said so, it's nothing!

Since Fang Yun has made achievements in poetry, strategists, doctors and Legalists, what does it mean to win the first prize in the two palace examinations of workers and peasants? After all, this is only a year's palace examination, just a competition among scholars, not to change one family and the world.

After Fang Yun saw it, he smiled calmly. As long as there is no change in Ning'an County, he doesn't need to care. No matter how big the external storm is, he can't come as long as his mind is firm!

For the other party, Lei Shushan's attack is just a small episode. Its only function is to strengthen the determination to improve the textile mechanism.

In the afternoon, Fang Yun continued to hear the case, and then began to prepare for the innovation of weaving.

On the early morning of February 11, an army of 3000 people, composed of Beimang army and officers and soldiers of Ning'an County, arrived at Gongfang street and completely isolated some of the workshops from the outside world. More than 20 scholars in Xingdian costumes appeared everywhere, either on Gongfang street, on the roof of the workshop, or on the Yishui river.

After the appearance of these scholars in the temple of punishment, no matter which faction or family they belong to, they all silently continue their own affairs, and even dare not discuss, for fear that they will be stared at by these evil stars if they say a wrong word.

The temple of punishment is composed of two parts. One part is specially responsible for the change of Legalist holy way, constantly improving the human law, pushing the legalist holy way to a higher level and assisting the saints in the holy court to legislate. In addition, they are responsible for the trial of human felons.

The second part is to monitor the scholars in the world and have the power to arrest them without the consent of all families and countries.

The punishment hall is the most powerful of all the institutions of the holy courtyard. Although the war hall is strong, it is not internal to the outside, and everyone is respectful but not afraid. The punishment hall is changing.

The other families have been discussing the division of the punishment hall. The current plan is to establish another law hall to be responsible for human justice, so that the punishment hall has only law enforcement power and no judicial power.

The whole weaving workshop in Ning'an county was isolated by the criminal hall. Almost everyone guessed that Fang Yun was carrying out the innovation of textile mechanism, and this innovation was extraordinary.

Fang Yun wanted to go deep into the workshop in the next few days and use his later knowledge to combine with the holy way of the craftsman to carry out mechanism innovation. Even if he could not form a Mohist belt, he could also form a Lu Banchi, which would be of some help to himself.

However, on that night, Tao dingnian, the county magistrate, came to report that he hoped that Fang Yunming would go to the holy temple to worship the heaven and use the power of the holy temple to thaw the soil, so as to facilitate the people of Ning'an county to farm. Every night, farmers in Ning'an County would bear certain losses.

If Fang Yun was a bureaucrat, he would immediately refuse, and then wait a few days to announce that he would go to the holy temple to worship heaven, establish his authority and not let Tao dingnian lead him by the nose.

However, Fang Yun just asked Tao dingnian to go back and wait for news, and then summoned his staff.

After half an hour of discussion, the farmhouse staff decided that the earth had warmed up and that it was a good time to thaw the soil.

Fang Yun made a decision after thinking about the interests of farmers and establishing authority.

"Tomorrow I'm going to the holy temple to worship the heaven and melt the thawed soil."

"Your Excellency is wise!" many aides praised it one after another. If Fang Yun is really bureaucratic, they will be very disappointed.

Early the next morning, Fang Yun and AO Huang took the dragon horse coach, followed by the mighty officials of Ning'an County, and went to the county literary academy together.

Entering the gate of the County Cultural Institute is the square in front of the holy temple.

The square is decorated with sacrificial decorations. Incense candles are burning in the front table and tripod. On the table are three animals for several days. Three roasted horses, cattle and sheep emit a curling aroma.

"The auspicious hour hasn't arrived yet. Please wait a moment," Tao dingnian whispered.

Fang Yun nodded and waited quietly. Other officials also stood in front of the holy temple. Ao huangpan was in mid air and closed his eyes.

As time went by, someone knocked at the door of the house behind the county yamen.

"Bang Bang..."

Fang Daniu walked out quickly and saw that it was the clerk in the mail room of the county government who knocked on the door. He mainly passed or issued orders, which he often saw.

"The county magistrate has just ordered that Mrs. Fang go to the county literary academy and then go to Gongfang street together."

"Thank you very much. I'll go back and tell my mistress." Daniel Fang said and turned around.

Soon, Yang Yuhuan and Su Xiaoxiao entered the carriage with slaves in their arms. Two mares, manhou, 40 barbarian private soldiers and 200 demon iron cavalry guarded the carriage and moved forward slowly.

This is the standard set by Fang Yun. If he is not here, Yang Yuhuan must bring enough people when he goes out alone.