The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Under the pouring rain, the armored ox cart was wrapped tightly, but a little rainwater still seeped into the car.

The rain falling on the car hood made a crackling sound, but it could not cover the anger of everyone in the car.

A scholar who was younger than Liu Zicheng said: "We will arrive at the Yuhai Mansion soon! We must make his fate infamy for thousands of years, and then let Prime Minister Zuo unite with the ministers to remove his title of Model Scholar! Those who were removed from the title of Model Model Scholar in the past, All of them have committed a serious crime of treason and rebellion. Once he is removed from the title, his palace will definitely be in ruins!"

"If the people from Yuhai Mansion dare to stop us, then don't blame us women for being cruel! The two-room concubine left by Zicheng happens to be raising food, so if he stays with Zicheng in Yuhai Mansion, it can be regarded as all theirs. Chastity. As for the son and the daughter, they are of the Liu family's blood after all. I will not treat them badly if they accept me as their biological mother." After Liu Qu finished speaking, she glanced at the man opposite Liu Zicheng.

Liu Zizhi nodded and said: "Although Zicheng made mistakes, he is my brother after all. He can be beaten or punished. Since Fang Yun forced him to death, if I don't go to Zicheng's grave to admit his mistake, I will never give up. What's more, My uncle is watching me in the capital! If I can’t restore the Liu family’s face, he will never value me as much as before!”

Liu Zizhi has a resolute face and sharp eyes. The frivolity and arrogance of the number one flower house master in Dayuan Mansion have all disappeared. He is far more heroic and mature than Liu Zicheng, but he is just too gloomy.

"Hey, you are not in Dayuan Mansion. I don't know how our Liu family is living these days. We people are poked in the back every day. I don't know how many people call our family traitors to the country and rebellious. Alas... If Fang Yun is not dead, Our Liu family has no choice but to move away, and Jingguo has no choice." An old man sighed.

"The Liu family has worked hard for two hundred years to build this business. How could I, Liu Zizhi, just watch it be destroyed in Fang Yun's hands! Today is the day when Fang Yun's reputation spreads to the world!"

The Liu family members in the car all nodded. If Fang Yun does not die, the Liu family's crime of harming Jingguo's great talents will always exist. The higher Fang Yun's literary position, the greater the pressure on the Liu family, until they are completely crushed by Fang Yun's literary reputation.

The white clouds passing by in the sky suddenly stopped, and then followed the armored ox cart.

Above the white clouds, a skinny old man stood. He seemed to have the power to reverse nature. The violent storm gradually became smaller near him, and there was no trace of wind or rain around him.

If you look carefully, you will find that there seems to be an invisible big umbrella above his head, covering his head like a canopy, blocking all external objects.

Wenzong Luo Jingting's eyes were colder than the rain. He looked at the word "Liu" on the armored ox cart and snorted coldly.

"You are so lucky. Even if it had been ten years earlier, he would have been dead now. Go back."

As soon as Luo Jingting finished speaking, the heaven and earth within a hundred miles moved slightly, and the vitality was drained. Then a strange force fell on the two armored ox carts, and then the two armored ox carts turned around and returned to Dayuan Mansion.

The car was clearly turning, but the people in the car didn't feel the slightest problem and were still cursing Fang Yun.

After cursing and cursing, they felt tired. They didn't think there was any problem with the delay in arriving at Yuhai Mansion, and they completely lost the concept of time.

Luo Jingting's "Pingbu Qingyun" flew through the air at an extremely fast speed and flew close to Yuhai City. He swept his eyes and landed on the tower of the South Vice City. He galloped over and slowly descended. The Qingguo people inside were Sarcasm.

"Why, Fang Maocai doesn't dare to speak? He's so majestic. He has forced a famous family to such an extent. Does he deserve to be called a role model among scholars?"

"Although Liu Zicheng was wrong, he would never kill someone, but you used your example as a scholar to suppress him. Who can stand it? You can only fight with death!"

"A loyal member of the Liu family has been so humiliated, and we, the scholars of the Qing Kingdom, must seek justice for him!"

The people of Jingguo were so angry that their eyes were splitting with anger. Even if Liu Zicheng died, he must have died without any evidence. Even if they praised Liu Zicheng as a scholar and an example for others, they could not say anything, because unless Liu Zicheng committed a serious crime of treason and rebellion, the dead person would be the most important and could not be killed. Too derogatory.

If the Jingguo officials conducted a strict investigation afterwards and convicted Liu Zicheng of murder, these people would definitely immediately slander Fang Yun and not even spare the dead.

A man of letters is as sharp as his sword.

Fang Yun said decisively: "It's ridiculous, this kind of thing will never happen."

A Qingguo man smiled and said: "Of course the Liu family can't get here, because you will instigate the soldiers of Yuhai Mansion to intercept them. However, let's wait and see what will happen to the Liu family in the end. Alas, the Liu family is a small and famous family. How can it be the opponent of a country that sets an example!”

Everyone in Jingguo felt chilled, realizing that the Liu family's intentions were more terrifying than previously thought.

Just as Fang Yun was about to speak, the skinny Luo Jingting slowly entered the tower and said slowly: "Who said Fang Yun forced the Liu family to come and beg for mercy? He deceived the public with his lies and slapped his mouth!"

Luo Jingting's voice was obviously not loud, but it fell in everyone's ears. Every word was like the roar of the wind, and every sentence was like the surging waves.

Six consecutive clear slaps sounded, and all six Qingguo people, including Shijun's first disciple, were knocked off the ground by invisible slaps. The six people hit the wall of the tower, their mouths full of blood, and the left side of their faces was purple and purple. He was swollen, but he was too scared to say a word.

Everyone looked at Luo Jingting in horror. It took at least a great Confucian scholar to speak like the wind, but Wenzong could speak like a wave. He could say a few words casually and make a small statement, and he had terrifying power.

Feng Yuanjun recognized him immediately and hurriedly bowed respectfully: "Student Feng Zimo, I have met Jingting Wenzong!"

Everyone hurriedly followed suit and bowed.

"Meet Lord Wenzong..."

After becoming a country's literary master, he could scold the tyrant emperor and the ministers, and no one below the semi-saint could stop him.

When the six people who were beaten and vomited blood heard that it was Jingting Wenzong, they were so scared that their bones softened and they tried their best to stand up, but one of them couldn't stand up, so he simply knelt down to greet him, and didn't dare to sit on the ground even if he was injured.

The reason why the name of "Lazy Wenzong" is famous all over the world is not because Luo Jingting is really lazy, but because when Luo Jingting just became a great scholar, he had to go to the border for three years for military merit, so he went to a border town on the border of Linman, one of the three barbarians.

But on the first day at the Linman border, Luo Jingting didn't even enter the border town, and he went into Linman alone. Within three days, he destroyed nearly a hundred barbarian tribes of all sizes near the border town, more than 200,000 barbarians were killed, and three great barbarian kings who were equivalent to great scholars were killed. The barbarians under the great barbarian kings were killed and injured countless times.

After returning to the border town, the garrison commander asked him in shock why he did this. Luo Jingting replied: "Three years is too long. I am so lazy that I don't have time to stay here. I will wait here for three days. You send people to ask the surrounding forest barbarians whether they can not invade our human race within three years. If any tribe says no, I will go and ask again in person."

As a result, all the surrounding forest barbarians promised not to appear within a hundred miles of the border town within three years. Luo Jingting returned to the Holy Academy after staying for three days.

Not only did no barbarian tribe dare to invade that border town within three years, but no large group of demon barbarians dared to approach it until now.

The name of the lazy scholar spread, and when Luo Jingting became the Wenzong, he was known as the lazy Wenzong.

It is said that Luo Jingting is as unreasonable as the demon barbarians, and can use laziness as an excuse to quickly solve anything, so the people of Qing are terrified, fearing that they will be punished for violating Luo Jingting's taboo.

After everyone saluted, Prefect Dong asked, "I wonder what the Lord Wenzong has come to do?"

Luo Jingting glanced at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Fang Yun. He smiled slightly and said, "I came from the Holy Academy. I have something important to talk to you about. Let's go out and talk in detail."

"I am Fang Yun, did you recognize the wrong person?" Fang Yun asked as he walked.

Luo Jingting said lazily, "On the tower, you are the only one who can make me come!"

The people of Jingguo were convinced, and the people of Qingguo were very unconvinced, but they could only continue to be unconvinced.

Luo Jingting walked out of the tower gate and suddenly stopped. He looked back at the six people of Qingguo who were leaning against the wall and said, "After the literary meeting, the six of you will go to Yuye City in southern Xinjiang and serve in the army for five years." After that, he turned around and left.

The six people of Qingguo stayed there helplessly. Yuye City was the border town that Luo Jingting had visited that year. The people of Yuye City regarded Luo Jingting as a patron saint. They would definitely be very miserable if they went there.

Fang Yun followed Luo Jingting to the bottom of the city wall.

"I wonder what Master Wenzong wants to see me for?" Fang Yun asked.

Luo Jingting walked over and said, "Do you have the manuscript of the Three Character Classic?"

Fang Yun was stunned, thinking that Master Wenzong actually came from afar to ask for his manuscript, so... should he give it to him or not?

"Why can't you speak?" Luo Jingting looked back at Fang Yun's expression and couldn't help laughing, "Before leaving the Holy Court, I looked at your... thing, and it seemed that someone had fought to grab your manuscript. But don't worry, I dare not grab this Three Character Classic. Master Dongsheng sent me to get the manuscript of the Three Character Classic to put it in the Hall of All Saints."

"What!" Fang Yun couldn't help but screamed, he knew too well the significance of putting the Three Character Classic in the Hall of All Saints, only masterpieces or sacred objects that can greatly enhance the luck of the human race can be put in the Hall of All Saints, so as to suppress the luck and prevent the loss of the luck of the human race, and it also has a mysterious effect.

Even poems and articles that are passed down throughout the world are not qualified to be put in the Hall of All Saints. Once the Three Character Classic is put in the Hall of All Saints, it will definitely be a terrible achievement.

Fang Yun had read in the unofficial history that there were other benefits to joining the Holy Temple, but he didn't know what the specific benefits were. The writer of the unofficial history said that even great scholars would go crazy for it.

"Why, did you lose your manuscript?" Luo Jingting asked with a smile.

"Yes, of course! Let's go, I'll take you home to get it." Fang Yun said.

Luo Jingting said: "Yuhai City is so big, and the literary meeting will probably end if we go back and forth. Where is your home? Point it out to me." As he spoke, he grabbed forward, and the vitality surged, gathering into a map of Yuhai City that was ten feet square. From a flat lake to a small house, all were lifelike.

Fang Yun took a closer look and found that there were people coming and going.

Fang Yun pointed to his home. The further his finger went forward, the more it enlarged the place he pointed to. Finally, the entire Fang family's courtyard occupied a ten-foot square map.

Nunu was playing with a butterfly in the yard, but suddenly raised his head, looked at the sky, and then continued to play with the butterfly.

"I didn't expect you to have a fox." Luo Jingting waved his hand, and the image of the vitality shattered. Then Pingbu Qingyun appeared under his feet, carrying Fang Yun and flying rapidly to the Fang family.

The scenery on the ground quickly retreated, and in just a dozen breaths, the two appeared above the Fang family and slowly fell.

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