The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Fang Yun glanced at the night sky in the distance. There were stars within the power range of the temple, but outside the edge of the huge arc, there were still dark clouds and flashes of thunder.

"It's such a coincidence that the three parties have arrived. It's really hard not to doubt. Liu Zizhi, a disciple of Jieyuan and Zuo Xiang, isn't stupid enough to come to me carrying his brother's body? As I expected, the Liu family should He took steps to retreat and came to beg me to let the Liu family go. He even staged a sad show in front of everyone and made a few people hit the wall and pillars. No matter what I did, the Liu family would be in trouble. "Fang. Luck.

"The General also said the same. He is going to send people to stop you. Although it will damage your reputation, the biggest stigma will still be shouldered by the navy."

Fang Yun asked: "It's raining continuously and there are complaints in Jiangzhou. The general has no intention of handing me over?"

The soldier raised his head proudly and said: "General Yu will not betray you even if he is willing to die! As long as you are in the Ding Navy, even if the semi-saint wants to touch you, he must kill us all first!"

Fang Yun smiled slightly, this is the spirit and military spirit of Ding Haijun. If there is morality, even a half-saint cannot stop it.

Fang Yun asked: "How did King Jiao manage this continuous heavy rain?"

The soldier lowered his voice and said: "King Jiao took the dragon horn that the Dragon Saint from the Dragon Palace shed when he was canonized. He not only attracted the water of the Yangtze River, but also relied on the water of the four seas, so he was able to persist for so long."

"According to the agreement between the Dragon Clan and the Human Clan, the Four Seas Dragon Palace will definitely punish it. Is it not afraid of punishment?" Fang Yun asked.

"His father is a Jiao Saint. When the time comes, the Jiao Saint says he will be severely punished and then leaves the Qingjiang Jiao King in the Jiao Dragon Palace. Who in the Four Seas Dragon Palace will really punish him? The Qingjiang Jiao King is determined that nothing will happen this time. He wanted to punish Jiangzhou, so he took action against Jiangzhou. It is said that his dead turtle son was very extraordinary and had the ability to transform into a dragon, and his future achievements would be higher than those of many dragons, so he wanted to take revenge."

Fang Yun knew better than anyone else how powerful the turtle demon general was. He was obviously equivalent to a civil servant, but he could destroy an experienced Jinshi in just a few breaths. He first forced the snake demon commander to a dead end, and then almost destroyed the entire mansion. The elite of the army, if "Arrow in the Stone" hadn't condensed the spiritual thoughts of Archery Saint Li Guang, they wouldn't have been able to kill the turtle demon general.

Fang Yun is now confident that he can fight three ordinary demon generals alone, but he is not very confident when he encounters a turtle demon general with pseudo-dragon blood. The turtle demon general is too talented, and the demon clan must take revenge if he dies like this.

"Jiangzhou doesn't have any power that can deal with the Jiao Shenglongjiao?"

"There are none in Jiangzhou. There are in Beijing, but the cost of dispatching them is too high. They are only used in critical moments of the country. It is not worthwhile to use them just for the floods in Jiangzhou. So we all suspect that there is someone behind Jiaolong who is giving him advice, either a reverse literati or a The cunning turtle in Jiaolong Palace."

"Poetry about stopping waterlogging really can't resolve this flood?" Fang Yun asked.

The soldier said: "There are two types of poems to stop flooding. One type is poems to stop rain, which make the rain stop. The other type is poems chanting about the sun, which use the power of the sun to tear through the clouds and solve the heavy rain at its source. But the current problem Yes, it is raining continuously over the whole Jiangzhou. Whose poems and essays about stopping flooding are So bold? Oh, by the way, imperial poems can be used. If imperial poems can influence the destiny of the country, let alone the clouds of Three Thousand Miles, it is not a problem. But since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, there has been no unification. In all the dynasties in the world, there is no one who can write imperial poems!”

Fang Yun said: "That's right. In addition to the Chinese Valentine's Day cultural gathering tomorrow, will there be a flood relief cultural gathering?"

"Yes. Chinese Valentine's Day is originally the day when Altair and Vega meet. If the clouds in Jiangzhou continue and people outside the city can't see Altair and Vega, then what else is it called Chinese Valentine's Day? So Magistrate Dong decided to combine the Chinese Valentine's Day Wenhui and Zhiluo Wenwen Let’s meet together tomorrow afternoon, the literati of Yuhai Mansion. The meeting gathered at the top of the Nanfu City to watch the Yangtze River while holding a flood relief party, and then held a Qixi Festival party. Alas, some people in the Qing Dynasty had already laughed at it, saying, "If you throw the Milky Way into Jiangzhou, you will not see the Altair and the Vega." Such words imply that no one in our country can stop flooding."

Fang Yun sighed softly and said, "Well, I'll go there on time tomorrow afternoon."

"I'll take my leave first."

"Thank you."

After seeing off the soldier, Fang Yun continued to study in the library. He returned to the barracks late at night and entered the world of strange books to continue reading.

At one o'clock in the morning, Fang Yun suddenly felt something strange around him, and his mind left the world of Qishu. He sat up and took a look, and found a white and fat little fox lying beside him.

Tears rolled in the eyes of the little fox. It stretched out its little paws and put it on Fang Yun's hand. It looked up at Fang Yun, its eyes full of grievance, as if asking: Why haven't you gone home to see Nunu for so long? Have you forgotten Nunu?

Fang Yun held Nunu in his arms distressedly, while rubbing its little head, and whispered: "I can't get away now, I will go home tomorrow."

Nunu looked at Fang Yun in confusion, as if to say, don't lie to others!

Fang Yun smiled and rubbed the little fox vigorously. The little fox felt the strength of Fang Yun's hand, burst into laughter, and pushed into Fang Yun's arms.

Fang Yun quietly left the room and came to the door, holding the little fox in his arms under the starlight.

"Why did you come to me?" Fang Yun asked.

"嘤嘤!" The little fox barked twice confidently, as if to say that he misses you!

"This is a military camp, what if we catch you as a spy?" Fang Yun said.

The little fox looked frightened, then straightened his neck and barked a few words, as if asking why he was being caught!

Fang Yun looked around and knew that there must be military forces in the East Vice City. They probably knew Nunu's identity, so he didn't stop it.

"I'll go home tomorrow, you go back first." Fang Yun said.

Nunu hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"When those soldiers wake up, they will definitely catch you!" Fang Yun threatened.

Nunu blinked and stretched out a claw.

Fang Yun looked at Nunu and thought for a long time before asking, "Do you mean just stay for a while? Or an hour?"

The little fox nodded vigorously, squinting, showing its tiny white teeth, and smiled happily.

"Okay." Fang Yun said.

Nunu immediately cried excitedly and rolled in Fang Yun's arms.

Fang Yun rubbed the little fox's head, went into the house, then lay on his side and put it in front of him.

The little fox stared at Fang Yun with its big, dark and bright eyes, and its eyes were full of joy.

Fang Yun could sense the little fox's mood, so he touched its head with his forehead, then stretched out his hand to scratch its neck, and was about to take his hand back, but it immediately stretched out its two little paws to hold Fang Yun's wrist, showing a pleading look, as if to say a few more scratches, just a few more!

Fang Yun smiled and continued to scratch the little fox's chin.

The little fox immediately squinted happily.

Not long after, Fang Yun withdrew his hand, and his mind entered the world of strange books to continue reading.

The little fox stared at Fang Yun with big eyes, fearing that Fang Yun would run away from him.

At 3:30 in the morning, Fang Yun was about to go to sleep, and found that the little fox had fallen asleep beside him. He couldn't drive it away, so he had to hold it in his arms and try not to let it be discovered.

At 5:30 in the morning, the morning bell rang on time.

Fang Yun opened his eyes, and the little fox had left, but the special fragrance of it was still in his arms.

After breakfast, Fang Yun left the military camp and went to Yashanju with clean casual clothes to let the mysterious old man remove his disguise. After thanking the old man, Fang Yun changed his clothes, said goodbye to the ink girl hiding in the ink pool, and turned to leave.

When Fang Yun walked out of Yashanju, the ink girl quietly emerged from the ink and looked at Fang Yun with curiosity.

Not long after, the old man slowly said: "There are quite a few people coming to Yashanju, but you are only interested in Fang Yun. It seems that there must be something about him that attracts you. Although I picked you up less than three years ago, I treat you like my little granddaughter. I am about to die, and I don’t have much time left. I must entrust you to someone I can trust."

The little ink girl looked at the old man with a confused look.

Fang Yun did not take a carriage, but walked slowly towards home, watching the summer scenery, pedestrians, vendors, and the various aspects of the market along the way. After all, staying in the military camp for a long time is boring.

Because the power of the Holy Temple in the city dispelled the dark clouds, everything in the city was in order. Only occasionally someone would complain about the heavy rain, but no one complained that he had annoyed the Dragon King. It should be that the news had not spread yet.

Fang Yun strolled to the door of his house. The door was open. The inside and outside were cleaned cleanly. There were traces of watering, which showed that they had made sufficient preparations.

Fang Yun stepped into the door and looked at the flower bed. There was no flower.

"The young master is back!" Fang Daniu shouted in surprise, and then walked over quickly.

Yang Yuhuan ran out of the house quickly. The moment she saw Fang Yun, she immediately restored her usual reserve and walked over slowly, but the heat in her eyes could not be concealed.

"Yingying!" The little fox also jumped out, trotting around Fang Yun, and kept calling to express welcome.

Fang Yun was most afraid that Yang Yuhuan would be too excited, so he took the initiative and said, "Sister Yuhuan, you are beautiful again!"

Yang Yuhuan's face flushed immediately, and she hurriedly said, "Let me see how the chicken soup I made for you is." After that, she hurried to the kitchen, but soon came back.

After seeing Fang Yun, the family members were busy with their own things. Fang Yun held the little fox and chatted with Yang Yuhuan.

After chatting for a long time, Fang Yun asked, "How is your piano learning going?"

"Not bad." Yang Yuhuan answered modestly.

Unexpectedly, the little fox immediately stretched out a little paw and tried to gesture, but after gesturing for a long time, the little paw could not be separated, so he could only sigh and give up.

Fang Yun saw that it wanted to give a thumbs up, touched its head to comfort it, and then said to Yang Yuhuan, "Play a song you like. If you play well, I will write down the music score in my memory, and it will be your unique song in the future."

"Well!" Yang Yuhuan got up, took Fang Yun to her room, and then played the piano for Fang Yun.

Yang Yuhuan played a very common song "Autumn Wind Tune" in Shengyuan Continent, which is a must-learn zither piece for beginners.

Fang Yun watched quietly, her hands that did rough work were dancing on the strings like an elegant crane at this moment, her fingering was extremely skillful, and her melody was flawless. Even after just a dozen breaths, the sound of "Autumn Wind Tune" was full of the sadness of autumn wind, and the little fox beside her couldn't help but show a sad look.

Fang Yun was very surprised, thinking that although Yang Yuhuan had talent, her talent would not be so terrible, but she could play a zither piece so moving in just a dozen days, which was simply amazing. Because if an ordinary scholar learns this "Autumn Wind Tune", even with the help of talent, he must concentrate on studying for at least half a year to reach this level.

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