The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1786 Jiuding

The sound of the three holy paths swept across the world, like rolling thunder, awakening every scholar. On the contrary, those who were illiterate still slept peacefully and did not hear any noise.

In the capital of Gu Kingdom, Zhou Huanyu, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, was sitting in his study, looking out the window in a daze.

"The sages are neither happy with things nor sad with themselves. When they are officials, if they live high in the temple, they worry about their people; if they live far away from the rivers and lakes, they worry about their rulers. A benevolent person should worry about the world's worries first, and then rejoice in the world's happiness. I... am an unruly official, unkind and unkind, and have been living in the abalone house for a long time. How can I see the moonlight in Dongting and the clear wind? That's all, I don't care if I don't do this, let the miscellaneous family go to work in this valley!"

After Zhou Huanyu finished speaking, he wrote a glossary and ordered his servants to send official uniforms and other items to the cabinet.

"Master, what are you doing?" Mrs. Zhou, who came after hearing the news, asked hurriedly.

"Resign and have fun!"

After Zhou Huanyu finished speaking, he smiled calmly and walked towards the bedroom. With every step he took, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth was shaken.

When he walked to the door of the bedroom, he was suddenly surrounded by fresh air and his clothes were fluttering.

Mrs. Zhou was stunned. She did not expect that her husband was about to be promoted to bachelor.

Zhou Huanyu laughed three times and entered the bedroom.

In the north of Jingguo, Weibei Fortress.

The north wind is strong and autumn is at its strongest.

Outside this fortress in the northernmost part of Jingguo, the air of death is filled, the stench is wafting, and the barbarian camps are endless and have been formed into cities.

The originally vast green fields turned into black ground.

The barbarians have been besieging the city for several years and have not yet been able to capture it, all because the Dragon Palace Shui Tribe of the East China Sea came to the aid of Jingguo.

There are seven such battle fortresses in the north of Jingguo, like seven insurmountable mountains, firmly nailed to the land between Jingguo and Caoman, preventing Caoman from invading Jingguo.

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's midnight, but the sound of killing is still loud here.

The barbarians outside the battle fort are like weeds, killing one after another, as if there is no end. If it were not for the help of the Shui tribe soldiers, the battle fort would have been breached two years ago.

Under the city, the barbarian priests released sorcery, and the ordinary barbarians used their powerful bodies to attack the city brutally.

On the city wall, the human side first relied on the powerful city defense mechanism and the water tribe's sorcery to attack. Once the barbarians came close, the scholars began to use war poems.

In front of these scholars stood rows of fully armed ordinary soldiers. These soldiers rarely went into battle, because once they took action, it would mean that the barbarians had reached the city.

The purpose of their existence is to use their bodies to block the barbarians and protect the scholars.

On the city wall, Zhang Poyue held an official seal and sat on a large tiger-skin chair, his head slightly lowered and snoring softly.

Zhang Poyue was wearing a sea iron armor made by the Dragon Clan mixed with divine objects. There were scratches all over the armor.

Only the Demon King can leave traces on it.

The two Jinshi next to Zhang Poyue stared closely at the area.

Hearing Zhang Poyue's snoring, a Jinshi was alert and whispered: "Oh, General Poyue didn't sleep for seven days and seven nights. After learning that Fang Xusheng was Zhang Longxiang, he finally felt relieved and could no longer hold on. Let him sleep for a while, don't worry, and then tell him about Jiao Sheng's patrol on the river when he wakes up."

"For so many years, General Poyue has not changed. In order to boost morale and to kill the fighting spirit of the barbarians, he is on top of the city every day. If he is talented, he will join the battle. If he is not talented, he will sit down and take command. Whenever he hears him scolding The morale of all the barbarians will be greatly shaken.”

"Alas, in the past seven days, the barbarians have been like crazy, attacking the city at all costs. However, General Poyue has never asked the court for help. He gritted his teeth and persisted, and did not even let the Shui Tribe send the news back to the Dragon Palace."

"After today, we can send back the news."

"Oh? Why?"

"I have been thinking about it these past few days. Although General Poyue didn't mention a word, as usual, I still figured out something. The Yueyang Tower Cultural Conference is so grand, the barbarians must know it, and they must want to influence Fang Xusheng, so , if we can break through our Wei Beicheng and capture General Poyue alive, the opponent Xu Sheng will be a fatal blow. Therefore, these days the barbarians suddenly attack at all costs."

"So that's it! It seems that General Po Yue has known the reason for a long time, so he suppressed the document and refused to report it, for fear that Fang Xusheng would find out and affect the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Sigh... When I think about this, my eyes get hot. The two of them are thousands of miles apart, but they don't even exchange a word, but they talk to each other with sincerity. They are really role models for our generation."

"It's true that the general has been in a good mood since he learned that Fang Xusheng became a bachelor. He has been using Fang Xusheng to cheer us up, saying that he and Fang Xusheng have an agreement that as long as Wei Beicheng is in emergency, Fang Xusheng will He will definitely come. Who doesn’t know how powerful Fang Xusheng is? So as long as he talks about it, the effect of boosting morale is better than scolding the barbarians."

"I'm transmitting the message secretly, please listen for now. The reason why General Poyue said this is to give us a hope. After all, Xu Sheng's personal visit can boost morale more than the monarch's personal expedition. In my opinion, Fang Xu Sheng will take action. But he will not come to defend Beicheng, but will be in the capital! No matter if Ning'an City or Yuyang Pass is defeated, Fang Xusheng will not come forward. He will only take action when the barbarian army surrounds the capital. "

"Sigh... I also understand the truth. Saint Fangxu is an important weapon of the country and cannot be involved in danger, but there is always a thought in my heart. I hope he can come, even if he takes a look at Wei Beicheng from a distance."

"Who says otherwise, but for the human race, one Fang Xusheng is more important than the entire Jingguo! Especially Zhang Longxiang and Fang Xusheng are the same person, so his status is higher."

"Since his status is higher, why is it that the Saint Jiao is about to take action and no other saints show up?"

"Except for the East Sea Dragon Palace, the other three sea dragon palaces are looking forward to the human race's semi-saints taking action!"

"Ah? Why?"

"The West Sea Dragon Palace has long wanted to change the agreement between the two races! This time, if the semi-saints intervene, it would be fine if Jiao Sheng retreated. If Jiao Sheng did not retreat and the two sides really fought, the West Sea Dragon Palace would have an excuse to tear up the agreement and make a new one. After all, the human race no longer has Confucius Saint."

"So that's how it is. The Zong Lei family and Qing Jun are really malicious. They just saw that the saints would not take action to stop Jiao Sheng, so they asked Jiao Sheng to come forward. I think Fang Xu Sheng can't escape this time."

Suddenly, Zhang Poyue opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

Then, everyone in Weibei City heard the sound of the three-fold holy way.

Zhang Poyue was stunned, holding the official seal in his hand, and then laughed out loud.

"Hahaha... It's worthy of being Fang Yun! The world is not peaceful, Xu Sheng is at peace!"

At the same time, in Baling City, Xiangzhou, nine huge bronze tripods silently broke through the space and descended on it.

The Nine Tripods of Daxia.

At the moment when the Nine Cauldrons appeared, countless people exclaimed.

"Oh my God! The national destiny weapon, the sacred object of the country, has not appeared in many years!"

"It turns out that the legend of the Nine Cauldrons of Daxia is true!"

"When Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms and Liu Bang founded the country, the Nine Cauldrons of Daxia appeared, divided into eight directions, and the last one disappeared over the capital. This matter has always been controversial. Some people say that after the Han Dynasty, in order to deny the orthodoxy of the Han Dynasty, all places successively destroyed all books recording this matter. Unexpectedly, the Nine Cauldrons reappeared!"

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