The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Fang Daniu and his servants were waiting by the carriage outside Wenyuan Street. They were happy when they saw Fang Yun, but they were confused when they saw the more than thirty officials in official uniforms around Fang Yun.

"Didn't the master commit a shocking crime?" asked a young attendant.

"I'm sorry! Look carefully, they are smiling so happily, and you didn't hear what the Half-Saint said? The leader of the Book Mountain, the best show in the ten countries, even fools understand that this is a good thing! However, these officials are too strange That's it." Fang Daniu said.

After getting off the carriage, Fang Yun could not get on or off. Getting on the carriage would be too rude to these officials, but if he didn't get on the carriage and walked for so long surrounded by a group of officials, he didn't know how many people would see him along the way.

Fang Yun looked at the sky and saw that it was not yet six o'clock, so there wouldn't be too many people on the road, so he nodded to Fang Daniu and motioned for him to follow, then he continued walking home while chatting and laughing with the officials.

"Fang Wujia, before you go to Shushan, you are at most a scholar with a literary name. But after you go to Shushan, you will be a talent with great potential. If nothing happens, you will become a great Confucian in the future, even if you are granted a title. I won’t be surprised.”

"This statement makes sense. If you climb three mountains and three pavilions, you will definitely become a great Confucian. Although it is difficult to be a semi-sage, it is not impossible."

Fang Yun said humbly: "Thank you for your praise. My heart is dedicated to the holy way. It doesn't matter where I go, as long as I do my best."

But Fang Shouye said with a cheerful smile: "Fang Yun, don't be humble! In the future, our family will also have a great Confucian. It is difficult to be a saint. There are many geniuses who go to the Three Mountains and Three Pavilions for the first time, but not many can be canonized. However, you The chances are great.”

Fang Yun glanced at this uncle helplessly. He had always been beautiful since just now. He was even more impressive than the real top performer from the ten countries. He only had people all over the world saying that Fang Yun was his nephew.

Those officials all understand Fang Shouye's mentality. Fang Yun's literary reputation has greatly increased this time. In the past, it was only known to those who read "Wenbao" and "Holy Way", but now the couplets are hung at the entrance of the Ten Kingdoms Academy of Literature, and women and children will be named after them every year at most. As we all know, countless people will use Fang Yun as a role model.

A general laughed and said: "Those people in Dayuan Mansion may even regret it in their intestines! They must be thinking now that they should have locked Fang Yun in the Academy of Literature to prevent all assassinations against Fang Yun. It's a pity, Fang Yun is with us. Yuhai City has been in the limelight. If anything happens in the future, I will thank Dayuan Mansion for its integrity!"

"I also want to thank Dayuan Mansion for the Dragon Boat Festival."

"Who dares to say that Fang Yun came to Yuhai Mansion to grab the place in Shushan in the future? I will slap him with a big mouth! Not to mention a place in Shushan, even if all of us in Yuhai Mansion are robbed, they will be convinced!"

"Of course!"

Fang Yun was humble again and again, but these people who promoted people and became scholars didn't care about him, they just said whatever they had to say.

Fang Yun was still humble at first, but he soon understood these people. Except for one Li Wenying, Jingguo had not seen a genius who could compare with the four great talents in decades, and Jingguo's semi-saint family had long focused on the Holy Academy. He Liangjie Mountain, and being warned by the Saints and Families of Qingguo Wuguo, even if they helped the Jingguo royal family, their efforts would be limited.

In the eyes of the children of the aristocratic family, the country is not important. As long as the human race is immortal, the saints' aristocratic family will never be exterminated.

Jingguo has been oppressed very miserably in recent years, and now it has finally found Fang Yun, who can surpass the ten countries. They say that there is little hope of becoming a saint, but they hope that Fang Yun will be canonized tomorrow, so as to protect Jingguo's peace for another hundred years. .

Yang Yuhuan was happier than anyone else when he saw so many people recognizing Fang Yun.

When they reached the door of Fang Yun's house, everyone said goodbye together, and then left in twos and threes.

Going to Shushan yielded great results, but Fang Yun was extremely exhausted and fell asleep when he returned to the house.

In the morning, Zhang Poyue's people sent a monster turtle egg as big as a bowl of ocean.

In the afternoon, the Tong family of the famous Yuhai Mansion was in chaos. Tong Li hanged himself after waking up. Before his death, he left a blood letter, hoping that his family would avenge him.

Fang Yun didn't wake up until night. The little fox jumped into his arms and slept with him.

Yang Yuhuan knew that Nunu was a psychic, so he felt relieved when he saw that Nunu was not worried.

The lights in Yuhai City are brightly lit at night, and the commercial town of North Vice City is bustling with people even in the middle of the night.

On the road leading from Yuhai City to the capital, a fire-hoofed ox cart was speeding rapidly. The ladder of the fire-hoofed ox kept splashing strange sparks, and it was far faster than the common armored ox.

The fire hoof ox cart was very bumpy, but the boy waiter inside was not aware of it. He was holding a book "Sun Bin's Art of War" and slowly reading aloud. He spoke very slowly, as if he wanted to imprint every word deeply on himself. in mind.

Suddenly, a white light sword with blood in it flew from the south of Yuhai City, landed a hundred feet away, and was inserted into the road.

The coachman immediately asked the Fire Hoof Ox to slow down, while the boy servant opened the door curtain and looked at the familiar ancient sword with bloody blood in front of him.

The bullock cart stopped, and the boy servant looked at the sword quietly. Once upon a time, he and the owner of this sword fought side by side, killed monsters and savages, and drank and ate meat together and talked freely.

"well……"

The boy servant let out a long sigh and stared at the Lixue Ancient Sword for a full quarter of an hour before he said firmly: "My grandson cannot die in vain. Failure to win in battle and failure to attack is not my holy path. Return to the capital, go to Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Yes, sir."

The boy servant took another look at the bloody ancient sword, put down the door curtain, and continued reading "Sun Bin's Art of War".

Li Xue's ancient sword vibrated slightly and flew southward with a whoosh, crossing Yuhai City, flying to the bank of the Yangtze River very close to Yuhai City, and entered the body of Li Wenying, who was dressed in blue clothes embroidered with clouds.

On the river surface several dozen feet away from Li Wenying, stood a university scholar who was also wearing a green robe with embroidered clouds, but he was nearly twenty years younger than Li Wenying.

“I, Gu Jingdao, greet you, Lord Li.” The young university scholar bowed.

“You are too polite, Mr. Shi. You are one of the four great talents of this generation. You don’t need to be polite.” Li Wenying sat cross-legged on a large rock, not even looking at Gu Jingdao, looking at the direction of the Yangtze River estuary, his face calm.

"I have always admired your name, and I know that you are a decisive person, so just say it directly. Since my disciple has made a bet with Fang Yun and is willing to accept the loss, I, as a teacher, can't say anything. But Fang Yun and Zhang Poyue didn't even give them a chance to live, which is too much. I came to Jingguo this time not to embarrass Fang Yun, but to meet him. If he apologizes sincerely, the matter will be settled. As for Zhang Poyue, just accept my verbal sparring."

Li Wenying still looked at the estuary and said, "If you dare to go ashore, I will kill you."

Gu Jingdao stood on the water, with a flash of anger in his eyes, and said, "It is said that Jianmei Gong is impartial, why is he now unable to distinguish between public and private? I am not killing them, but just comforting the spirit of my disciple in heaven."

"That kind of scourge can't go to heaven, and should have been reincarnated as a bug in the demon world." Li Wenying said lightly.

"He is the disciple of my poet Gu Jingdao, and I watched him grow up!" Gu Jingdao said, taking a step forward, staring at Li Wenying, his muscles tense.

"Fang Yun and Zhang Poyue are under my protection."

"You can protect them for a while, but not for a lifetime."

"It doesn't matter. If Zhang Poyue dies, I will kill you. If Fang Yun dies, I will slaughter your ten clans."

Gu Jingdao suppressed his anger and said, "What if your disciple is killed?"

"If my disciple is like your disciple, I will kill him first to avoid disaster for me." Li Wenying still had a neutral tone.

Gu Jingdao sighed lightly and said, "Dehong was wrong, but it was not fatal. I didn't want to teach Fang Yun a lesson, but since you stopped me, I will punish Fang Yun when I meet him in the future!"

"Say it again." Li Wenying suddenly turned his head and looked at Gu Jingdao.

Gu Jingdao suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, difficulty breathing, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He saw a surging sea of ​​blood in Li Wenying's eyes.

Gu Jingdao used all his strength, but he couldn't open his mouth to repeat the sentence.

Li Wenying turned his head again and looked at the mouth of the Yangtze River.

After a long time, Gu Jingdao said: "This time Fang Yun won the first place in the Book Mountain, and a large number of scholars from Qing and Wu countries left the Book Mountain in advance, and some even fell into a coma. The Wen Palace was damaged. Many people believe that it was Fang Yun's fault. Someone must come to Jingguo to fight with literature! I originally wanted to resolve the grievances between the two countries. Since you stopped me, I will not stop the students from Qingguo from coming to Jingguo to fight with literature!"

"Why not fight directly with literature?" Li Wenying asked back.

Gu Jingdao was speechless.

Literary competition is to learn from each other.

Literary fight is to determine the superiority.

Literary fight is to seize the city.

"Li Wenying, you are going too far."

Li Wenying said slowly: "Since you lost in the Dragon Boat Literary Contest, you will definitely come to Jingguo to fight. How could I not know? Your disciple is so unbearable, I really should have killed him before he came to Yuhai City. I will recommend you to the Holy Academy to go to Liangjie Mountain. You are no longer suitable to stay in the Ten Kingdoms."

"Hmph! Since you are so unreasonable, don't blame me, Qingguo, for doing things to the extreme."

"Aren't you people of Qingguo always pushing Jingguo to the end?" Li Wenying said.

Gu Jingdao remained silent.

"You will regret what happened today." Gu Jingdao turned and left.

"I am considering whether to kill you."

Gu Jingdao's body trembled, white clouds appeared under his feet, and he flew rapidly to the other side.

Li Wenying stood up, glanced at Gu Jingdao's back, and turned back to Yuhai City.

After a night, Fang Yun finally woke up.

"Hungry!" This was the first word Fang Yun said.

So, Yang Yuhuan and the servants at home began to get busy, preparing breakfast for Fang Yun.

Soon, Fang Yun began to eat breakfast in big mouthfuls.

Fang Daniu came in with a pile of invitations and visiting cards, and said with a bitter face: "These are from yesterday, and there may be more today."

"Just say that I was injured in the Book Mountain and need to recuperate for half a month." Fang Yun said.

"Okay." Fang Daniu left helplessly.

Nunu cried twice, jumped onto Fang Yun's dining table, stretched out his little paw to hold Fang Yun's wrist, looked up at him, and showed a questioning look, wanting to know if he was injured.

Yang Yuhuan asked with concern: "Are you really injured?"

Fang Yun smiled and said: "No, I lied to them. I learned too much in the Book Mountain, and it is difficult to digest in a short time. It takes some time, so I have to study hard in seclusion. I am really not injured."

Fang Yun said as he reached out to touch Nunu's little head, but Nunu was half-believing and half-doubting, stretched his nose to Fang Yun's hand and sniffed gently, and then he was relieved.

Yang Yuhuan smiled and said: "Then I am relieved."

Three updates tomorrow.