The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"Tomorrow at noon, I will get the Tianzi room in Yuelou. I will tell you that you are Fang Yun. No one will dare to let you in. I will leave first." Zhang Poyue patted Fang Yun on the shoulder and turned to leave.

The dust of Wen Dou fell to the ground, and everyone went home one after another.

When the car stopped, Fang Yun got out of the carriage and heard the sound of the piano coming from home. The sound was slow and the tone was stagnant. It was obviously a novice practicing the piano.

Fang Yun entered the door and found that the music was coming from Yang Yuhuan's room. He quietly walked over and opened the door quietly.

Under the dim oil lamp, Yang Yuhuan was playing the piano seriously. She was wearing a white floral dress, elegant and delicate, with long black hair hanging behind her. She looked at the piano seriously and played the piano slowly. She was obviously very clumsy, but There is a different kind of beauty.

After a while, Yang Yuhuan realized that there was an extra person in the room. He looked up and blushed. He stood up in a panic, twisted his hands together and said, "I...I didn't hear you come back."

Fang Yun didn't expect Yang Yuhuan to be so shy, so he asked with a smile: "How many days have you studied?"

"Mrs. Lai just taught me yesterday, and she lent me this piano." Yang Yuhuan was still a little shy.

Fang Yun asked in surprise: "How can you play so well after only one day of learning?"

Yang Yuhuan was happy and ashamed, and said softly: "I'm not good at playing, but Mrs. Lai said I'm very talented. I was upset today, so I started playing, but I forgot about the time."

"Since you like the piano, let's go buy a better one together in a few days. I like the way you play the piano. When you have mastered it, you can play it for me." Fang Yun said.

Yang Yuhuan originally didn't want Fang Yun to know. She always felt that she was a child bride with a low status. She was even just literate. She was afraid of being laughed at for learning such elegant things. But she didn't expect that Fang Yun, a great talent in Jiangzhou, not only liked her, but also supported her very much. , which made her feel warm and full of gratitude.

"Well, then I will study the Yaoqin carefully and let you listen to it alone!" Yang Yuhuan said softly, looking at Fang Yun with a different kind of emotion.

"You like playing the piano very much?" Fang Yun seemed to be asking nonsense.

Yang Yuhuan was stunned for a moment, nodded seriously, and said: "I like it very much, I...I think...if I can practice the piano well, I can...be able to match you a little bit, a little bit is enough. "

Yang Yuhuan's voice was trembling, but his eyes were extremely firm.

Fang Yun's eyes became extremely soft, and he said: "The Qin in Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting is the Yao Qin you play, and all scholars should know it. I may not have time to study, but since you like it, keep practicing. If you can, It’s a very high level and may have great benefits.”

Like calligraphy, piano, chess, and painting also have their own realms.

"Well, I will work hard!" Yang Yuhuan's eyes became brighter at night.

"I will take the state examination this year, take the imperial examination, and then prepare for the Jinshi examination. Regardless of whether I can pass the Jinshi examination, I will marry you in two years at most. When you have time, you can send someone to inquire about your family. Wait for you and me You always need your loved ones at the wedding.”

"Well, it's all up to you." Yang Yuhuan lowered his head shyly, feeling as sweet as honey. These days, she noticed that Fang Yun had changed more and more, and she was afraid that Fang Yun would alienate her. Unexpectedly, Fang Yun even treated her better than before, and was very considerate.

Fang Yun understood how miserable women in this era were. Since Yang Yuhuan liked the piano, he asked her to concentrate on learning. If she had hobbies, she would have spiritual sustenance and would not be distracted by trivial matters at home.

"From now on, you can play the piano if you want and don't worry about me. I won't be disturbed by the sound of the piano."

But Yang Yuhuan said: "I won't play when you are at home from now on. I will go to Mrs. Lai's place to play. General Lai is almost never at home during the day. It is very convenient to be with Mrs. Lai without affecting you."

"That's fine. The more expensive the Yao Qin, the better. You don't have to save money, just buy it, you know?"

"Yes." Yang Yuhuan was extremely happy, and no matter what Fang Yun said, he just nodded and agreed.

"I'm going back to study, so don't sleep too late."

"Yes." Yang Yuhuan nodded again.

Fang Yun smiled and said, "Sister Yuhuan, you play the piano very beautifully. I like it very much." Then he turned and left.

Yang Yuhuan's face was flushed, and she looked at Fang Yun secretly, her little heart beating faster.

"Little luck is getting more and more glib." Yang Yuhuan said softly, but she was very happy in her heart.

Seeing Fang Yun's figure disappear, Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but take a few steps to the door. Seeing Fang Yun's back again, she felt particularly at peace. When she saw Fang Yun enter the room, a faint smile appeared on her face.

Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Yun's room quietly, the smile on her face lingering for a long time. As long as Fang Yun was at home, she felt that her heart was full and she lacked nothing.

"I will practice the piano well." She whispered, returned to the room, and quietly read the music scores under the oil lamp. It was very difficult, but she was also enjoying it.

After Fang Yun returned to the room, he practiced a few pages of calligraphy and recited "Mencius" which he had already mastered. Then he stood in front of the table, laid out the paper, and thought in his mind.

"That day I tried to write "Song of Righteousness", but unfortunately I only wrote three and a half words. I couldn't even finish the first five words of "Heaven and earth have righteousness". "Mencius" tells the fundamental nature of the great righteousness, and "Song of Righteousness" "But it describes the power of righteousness in detail, so even if I only write three and a half words, it can form a whirlpool of literary courage, so that I have literary courage when I am a scholar."

"I must now study Wen Tianxiang's "Song of Righteousness". If I can integrate "Mencius" and "Song of Righteousness", then it is very likely to obtain the purest and highest level of righteousness, thus integrating the holy way of 'righteousness' Cultivate to the extreme. With Mencius and Wen Tianxiang here, you can go on the holy path of righteousness more smoothly than others."

"So no matter what, I must write it out completely. However, there are a few people in "Song of Righteousness" who have not appeared in Shengyuan Continent, and they will be changed later. Now, I should continue to use "Song of Righteousness" to temper and strengthen myself , I just don’t know how many words I can write now.”

After Fang Yun finished thinking, he took a deep breath, picked up the pen, and slowly wrote on the paper.

sky.

Fang Yun's talent was rapidly flowing into this character, but the word "天" absorbed enough talent and stopped, and Fang Yun continued to write.

"There is righteousness in heaven and earth..."

After writing the word "qi", both of his talents were exhausted. Fang Yun felt mentally exhausted, so he stopped writing and looked at the five ordinary black block letters on the paper.

"Weren't the words golden last time?" Fang Yun was thinking, when a light gold color appeared on the surface of the five black words, and then the words and the page disappeared at the same time.

Fang Yun entered Qishu World for the first time and saw three things floating in the void.

A drop of dragon-shaped demon holy blood, a fragment of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring", and the third item is the page of "Song of Righteousness", but it only has five words.

The little dragon transformed by that drop of demon holy blood used to be extremely arrogant and struggling constantly, but now its eyes are dull, as if it has lost its spirituality.

Fang Yun took a closer look at the drop of blood. The demon saint's thoughts in it had disappeared, but it still exuded a terrifying aura. When Fang Yun had enough strength, he could use this drop of demon saint blood.

"According to legend, poems and texts can be 'sanctified', and the blood of human saints and demon saints can sanctify poems and texts. When I have enough power to control this drop of blood, at the right time, This can sanctify the poems and fully unleash the most terrifying power of the war poems. Compared with the sanctified war poems, the war poems we use now can only be said to be a small step."

"Hey, An Chengcai, thank you for giving me the great Confucian's filthy text. Don't worry, although I can't hand it over to the Holy Court, I will never bury the blood of the demon and the fragments of the true text. I will let them be in my Now that I have a top-grade Fenbi Jishu, I can write eight sentences at the fastest, I must write "The Legend of White Snake" as soon as possible, and donate the money from selling the book to Lujiazhen as An Cheng I would like to express my gratitude for the gift of the demon holy blood and the remaining chapters of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring".

Fang Yun remembered that this fragment of "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring" had the effect of tempering the literary courage of the literary court, and with a move in his heart, he memorized "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring" silently.

“In the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, the people of Wuling were engaged in fishing…”

After reciting the complete "Peach Blossom Spring", the fragments of "Peach Blossom Spring" in the world of strange books originally disappeared and appeared in Fang Yun's literary palace.

Fang Yun immediately entered the Wen Palace with his spiritual thoughts, and saw that the "Peach Blossom Spring", which was only a page, was actually extremely huge, floating above the Wen Palace, only a circle smaller than the Wen Palace, and Fang Yun's Wen Palace was so big that it was already It is equivalent to a small village, which shows how magical this "Peach Blossom Spring" is.

Fang Yun's mind stood in the Wen Palace, looking up at the huge Confucian text.

"In the Taiyuan period of the Jin Dynasty, the Wuling people made fishing a profession. They walked along the stream and forgot the distance of the road. Suddenly they came across a peach blossom forest..."

The great Confucian's true text automatically makes a sound, which is the power of lingering sound. The sound is mellow and gentle, making people feel like a spring breeze, and Fang Yun feels intoxicated.

When the voice of the great Confucian scholar recited "Suddenly encountering the peach blossom forest", peach blossoms fell from the sky, fallen flowers were colorful, and the fragrance was as fragrant as a dream.

In this sky full of peach blossoms, Fang Yun seemed to be wandering in the world, free and at ease, as if he had come to the peach blossom garden like the Wuling man.

The peach blossoms flew into the literary courage, literary heart and talent one after another, and the rest flew into the stone wall of the literary palace.

Fang Yun was immersed in this strange artistic conception, putting aside all the worries and burdens in the world, and enjoying the beauty of paradise.

At this moment, Fang Yun deeply felt the beauty of words and the power of Confucianism for the first time. The indescribable joy filled his whole body, as if his body was continuously undergoing the baptism of talent.

The artistic conception of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring" is so beautiful that it took a long time after Confucian Zhenwen left the Wen Palace for Fang Yun to wake up again.

"The fragments of "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring" are so wonderful, what will happen to the complete "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring"? What will happen to the complete "The Peach Blossom Spring with Preface"? Tao Sheng's sacred cultural treasure 'Xanadu' is another story What kind of situation?"

Fang Yun also carefully appreciated the beauty of the words and artistic conception in "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring", and then carefully observed his literary work.

"Huh?" Fang Yun looked up and saw the word 'brave' suddenly flashed across the bile, which was as clear as a drop of water, but it quickly disappeared.

"Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, faith, loyalty and courage are the seven holy ways, each with different powers. For example, the specific expression of 'righteousness' is awe-inspiring righteousness, while the specific expression of 'brave' is the ability to kill the enemy. Strength, so military strategists of all ages preferred "brave" after "wisdom". Those powerful military strategists have powerful destructive power even when they are raising people, but only if they have the "book of war" and are exposed to the holy way of courage. "

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