The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Fang Daniu hurriedly went back to the yard and put on the carriage shaft.

Many students were worried, and Chang Wanxu asked: "Fang Yun, don't you think about it anymore?"

Fang Yun said calmly: "It is my holy way to retreat bravely at the cusp of the storm, and to retreat in front of thousands of armies. Knowing how to retreat and being reasonable is my holy way; my friend is seriously injured, and his father is newly deceased. Going to express my condolences, knowing how to advance, and being sentimental is also my holy way." Tao. There is no conflict between the two, so there is no need to think about it.”

"Since Fang Yun is your friend and also our friend, let's go together."

Everyone nodded.

Not long after, seven cars left the door and headed to Qian's Mansion together.

The Qian Mansion is a large household in Yuhai City, and many carriages have been parked in front of the door. After getting out of the car, the group walked to the door, and the Qian family's servants took Fang Yun and others in.

The Qian Mansion was miserable, many people were already wearing mourning, and some were crying until their eyes were red.

"Fang Yun and Fang Maocai are here!" After the servant said, many people hurriedly gave way. Most of them were very moved. They didn't expect Fang Yun to come at this time.

The mourning hall has been set up. Fang Yun first went to express his condolences to Qian's father, and then was led to Qian Boshang's bedroom by someone from the Qian family.

The maid at the door whispered: "The young master just woke up, but his complexion is not good. The doctor said there is nothing serious, but..." The maid did not say any more.

Fang Yun nodded and pushed the door open.

"Brother Qian."

Fang Yun walked to the bed and looked at Qian Boshang, whose face was ashen and speechless.

The candles in the room flickered on and off. Qian Boshang leaned against the bed with pillows behind his back. A smile appeared on his pale face and he said, "Sit down."

Fang Yun sat on a chair nearby.

"How do you know? I told others before I went not to alarm you."

"Since you're here, don't ask this. I didn't expect you to participate in the literary fight." Fang Yun's tone was very serious.

Qian Poshang said: "I didn't want to go at first. When no one paid attention to them, they left naturally. But...their words were so unpleasant that I couldn't bear it. In fact, it didn't matter. I had no hope of getting into the imperial examination. I waited. He went to join the army in a few days. His literary courage is not there, but his literary talent, talents and gifts are still there, and he is still much better than a scholar."

"Are the people of Qingguo really that much stronger than us in Jingguo?" Fang Yun asked.

Qian Boshang said seriously: "Yes. If the ten kingdoms are judged by their literati as to their strength, the Wu Kingdom would be in the top three, and the Qing Kingdom would be in the top five. Our Jing Kingdom does not even have enough land for the four states now. Which one of the Qing Kingdom and Wu Kingdom is not more than ten One country has three states, and its population is more than five times that of our country. How can it be compared?"

"Oh, think about it. Qingguo takes over a thousand people a year, while our Jingguo only has less than 300, which is far behind." Fang Yun said.

Qian Boshang's eyes were filled with worry and he said: "Fang Yun, now everyone can see that Jingguo is declining day by day, and you should find a way out for yourself. You'd better disclose the identity of your mentor, or simply leave Jingguo. ”

Fang Yun shook his head and said: "My mentor has never mentioned this matter, and I can't speak. As for leaving Jingguo, I haven't thought about it for the time being. After all, if I leave now, I will be loyal to Li and Xin." He will leave a permanent stain on his "brave" side, which is equivalent to giving up these four holy paths in the future, and he will be worse than the left prime minister. "

Qian Boshang said: "So the Zuo Prime Minister is the most cunning. The reason why he was able to make clouds and rain in Jingguo is probably because he took refuge in the semi-sage family headed by the Lu family early. He has the skills of miscellaneous families. As long as you can convince yourself, as long as you don't betray the human race, nothing will happen."

Fang Yun thought of the past and said: "Last year, Jingguo was defeated, and the left prime minister was in the way. I'm afraid it was the Zajia and the political advisors who instigated it, right?"

"We Juren don't know the details. We just heard that there are differences in the Holy Court. Some holy families insist on destroying demons and barbarians, but some families such as the Za family and the Strategist family believe that they should win over the barbarians and join them to destroy the demons. If they complete the company, A new sub-sage may appear in this extraordinary feat, and that person should be in charge of this matter."

Fang Yun naturally knew that he was talking about the current Half-Saint from the Za family, but the Half-Saint was too strong, and if he mentioned his name, he would definitely be sensed by the other party.

"Half saints, sub-saints, and saints, step by step, if we can really unite the barbarians and become sub-saints, then all efforts and all losses will be worth it. The problem is that uniting the barbarians is as difficult as creating another Confucius Saint, but its achievements are not If you cannot become a saint, if Lianman fails and the losses are too great, the sainthood of those half-saints who support Lianman may be shaken," Fang Yun said.

"So the opposition is huge, but other people have nothing to do with the Zajia strategists. After all, the Zajia and strategists are the most powerful among the civil servants of various countries. Unfortunately, the temptation to become a sub-sage is too great, and he will not give up. Since you don't want to leave Jingjing Country, you must be careful at all times. If the leftist prime minister uses the power of the Zajia or the Politicians to target you, as long as it does not violate the rules of the Holy Court, it will be difficult for the Holy Court to intervene. "

"I will be more careful. You don't have to worry too much about me. Is there any possibility of repairing your literary courage?"

Qian Poshang smiled calmly and said: "It's impossible. Since I decided to go to Wendu, I am prepared to be broken. As long as you can be safe, it doesn't matter what happens to Jingguo in the future. You can die in the demon world." In the hands of barbarians, it cannot be destroyed in the hands of Qingguo people!”

"They can't destroy me." Fang Yun's tone was extremely firm.

"I believe you!" Qian Boshang smiled.

"Now that Brother Qian is awake, I will take my leave. I will definitely come on the day of your father's funeral. You lie down, there is no need to send him off." Fang Yun said and stood up.

"Then I won't give it away."

Fang Yun walked to the door, turned his back to Qian Boshang and asked, "Who hurt you?"

After a long while, Qian Boshang said helplessly: "Xi Molu."

After bidding farewell to Qian Boshang, Fang Yun walked towards the gate, and his face turned from calm to gloomy. Naturally, he couldn't be too excited in front of Qian Boshang.

After walking a few steps, Fang Yun heard a commotion coming from the courtyard near the door.

"Too much bullying! Too much bullying! It's okay for the Qing people to bully at my doorstep, but they even want to humiliate my Jing country women! I can't stand it, I'm going to the Academy of Literature now!"

"Despicable and shameless! In order to lure Fang Yun out, they actually used such a despicable method!"

"But that man is a juren. As long as it's not a serious crime, he must be handed over to the Holy Court for trial. My Jing country government can't deal with him at all! He is hiding in the Academy of Literature now. Apart from literary battles, we can't do anything about him."

"Damn it! He tore the dress of my Yuhai City woman in the street, and then called Fang Yun a coward. It's really It's too much!"

"That woman is innocent. She jumped into the river in anger after being humiliated. Fortunately, someone saved her, otherwise I would have killed that person!"

"That kind of person is simply a scum. I heard that he was proud of this military method, saying that this is a method of provoking the enemy, and it is 'conquering the enemy without fighting'! Damn it, it's too damned!"

"Go! Even if you die, you must splash the blood of the Qing people!"

Fang Yun's anger rose in his heart. He thought that the other party was just fighting with words, but he didn't expect that he would use such a dirty method. It really broke the bottom line of his tolerance.

Fang Yun strode out and came to the yard at the door. He saw many people walking out of the door, including his classmates in the State Academy of Arts.

"Everyone, Fang Mou will also go to the Academy of Arts!" Fang Yun's voice was not loud, but it seemed to have magical power, making everyone stop and look back at him.

Some people were ecstatic. When they learned that Qingguo was coming to compete in literature, they had been waiting for this moment. Since Fang Yun won the Dragon Boat Festival and won the first place in the Book Mountain, many scholars in Jiangzhou have regarded Fang Yun as the leader of Jiangzhou's literary world. Fang Yun has almost become their spiritual sustenance.

Others were mixed with joy and worry, fearing that Fang Yun would be gone.

Fang Yun's classmates looked worried.

"Fang Yun, are you really going? It's not that we don't believe you, but the scholars from Qingguo this time are all talented people from various prefectures, and the candidates are all champions from various states. The key is that they have been famous for several years and have been to the Book Mountain."

"It doesn't matter, I know my limits." Fang Yun said as he walked.

One person shouted excitedly: "Then let's go together! Teach the villains of Qing Kingdom a lesson!"

"Yes, Fang Yun, since you can go to the Three Mountains and Three Pavilions, even if you don't pass and don't get the Wenxin, you are better than those people! We believe in you! You can write poems to protect the country, and you can definitely write good war poems."

"Yes! You don't have to write war poems that are passed down from generation to generation, just ordinary war poems will do, you will definitely be able to beat them!"

Everyone surrounded Fang Yun and walked out.

One person whispered, "There are three items in the literary contest, namely poetry, talent and literary courage. Fang Yun is a scholar, and he has no literary courage, so he naturally cannot compete. Fang Yun has always been famous for his poetry. What if they don't compete with Fang Yun in poetry? He just became a scholar this year. No matter how talented he is, he can't compare with those scholars in their twenties. So, they will definitely compete with Fang Yun in talent."

"Indeed, this is Fang Yun's weakness."

"We'll see when the time comes. Since Fang Yun can reach such a high level in the mountain of books, even if his talent is not solid enough, he shouldn't lose too badly."

Everyone got on the carriage and headed for Wenyuan Street in the night.

The sky on the tenth night was bright and the stars were sparse, and Wenyuan Street in Yuhai Mansion was brightly lit. A large number of scholars gathered here, and everyone had a ball of anger in their hearts that had nowhere to vent.

Fang Yun got off the car and immediately felt the depressing atmosphere here, just like a big firecracker that could explode at any time.

Fang Yun looked around, and everyone's face seemed to be written with the word "sadness and anger".

Many people were talking in low voices.

"If these bastards walk out of the Wenyuan safely, I will learn from Jing Ke and assassinate them!"

"Don't be impulsive, my Jing country only needs to win one game."

"It's impossible, they are talents selected from more than a dozen states, we can't compete with them at all. I'm not afraid of losing, but they insulted my Jing people like this, and they must be bloody!"

"Alas..."

Fang Yun hadn't walked a few steps when someone suddenly shouted: "Fang Yun is here! Fang Yun is here! The world's number one scholar is here!"

The entire Wenyuan Street gradually quieted down from near to far. No matter what they were saying or doing before, they all looked towards where Fang Yun was at this moment.

Fang Yun bowed to everyone, his expression solemn, and strode towards the Wenyuan.

Everyone made way, and the people behind him immediately followed, as if a torrent rolled forward.

More and more people joined in, and the torrent soon turned into a tsunami. Led by Fang Yun, a surge of courage seemed to break through the sky and pressed towards the Wenyuan.

"Fang Yun will win!"

"Fang Yun will win!"

"Jingguo will not lose!"

"Jingguo will not lose!"

The crowd shouted slogans over and over again, venting the resentment and anger that had been pent up in their hearts for these days.

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