The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2079 "Second Gift to My Mother at Liushan"

However, this power is not stable. It is not like a powerful war poem that can summon the thoughts of the sages left in the world as long as it is used.

At this time, the real thoughts of Zengzi were not condensed in the sky. It was more like calling for the remaining power left by Zengzi in Shengyuan Continent, and the call was successful so far.

Even so, some great scholars were also happy. Fang Yun's move was too clever. No matter what poems he wrote later, this first poem sacrificed the sub-sage Zengzi. Unless the ancestor of the clan was willing to protect Liushan at some cost, he would never take action.

If the ancestor of the clan intervened, the three sub-sage families, Zengzi family, Zisizi family and Mengzi family, would jointly suppress the ancestor of the clan!

Being able to summon any power of Zengzi would be of great benefit to the Zeng family. In noble terms, Zengzi would protect his descendants, in popular terms, the ancestors would show their spirits to bless him, and in utilitarian terms, the Zeng family would ask for some benefits from their ancestors.

If the ancestor of the clan tried to stop it now, it would mean that he wanted to destroy Zengzi's spirit, which was equivalent to digging up the ancestral graves of the Zeng family. The entire Zengzi family would be furious, and Zisizi was Zengzi's student, so the Zisizi family would also take action. Mencius was Zisizi's disciple, and he was also a descendant of Zengzi, so the Mencius family would definitely help the Zengzi family.

Some great Confucian scholars thought that Fang Yun had calculated everything, and now Fang Yun should be looking forward to the ancestor of the clan stopping it more than anyone else, and the heads of the three great families of Zengzi, Zisizi and Mencius were probably smiling bitterly. If they said they were dissatisfied with Fang Yun's borrowing a knife to kill someone, Fang Yun actually called on Zengzi's power, which was beneficial to the Zeng family; if they said they were satisfied with Fang Yun's help, Fang Yun was using them to resist the ancestor of the clan, and they were clearly in the center of the vortex, but they had no choice but to be led by Fang Yun.

The great Confucian scholars looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes, but no one reminded Liu Shan.

"Do you dare to accept this poem?" Fang Yun raised his head and looked at Liu Shan coldly.

Everyone looked at Liu Shan, many with a playful smile on their faces.

If Liu Shan did not accept it, it would be to overturn what he had said before, and he would inevitably face a more fierce attack from the civil and military officials. But if he accepted it, it would be equivalent to a formal fight with Fang Yun, and then one poem after another, until he could not accept it or Fang Yun could not write it, and then Zhu Gong would kill his son.

Liu Shan gritted his teeth, slowly raised his chin, bowed to Fang Yun, and said: "Thank you Fang Xusheng for the poem!"

Fang Yun stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the poem page flew towards Liu Shan.

The poem page was obviously flying very fast, but everyone felt that it was actually very slow, because it was not just a piece of paper, but more like a mountain.

This mountain will start the most intense battle between Fang Yun and Liu Shan!

In this battle, both sides will either die or I live.

Everyone stared at the poem page until it fell into Liu Shan's hands.

The moment Liu Shan took the poem page, his arms suddenly sank slowly, as if he suddenly received something extremely heavy.

An ordinary poem page would never make the university scholar's elbow sink.

A piece of paper is worth a thousand gold!

Everyone who stared at Liu Shan's face clearly saw a flash of regret on Liu Shan's face.

Then, the seemingly extraordinary poem page seemed to become a vent, blowing Liu Shan's clothes messy and his silver hair flying.

A large amount of heaven and earth energy poured into the paper page. In everyone's eyes, the page seemed to have changed from a peak to a continuous mountain range.

Liu Shan's arms sank half an inch again.

All the left-wing party members changed color.

Generally speaking, there are very few people with a higher literary rank than Hanlin. After all, the punishment for the loser is too great, so when ordinary scholars perform Zhu Gong's killing of the son, even if the poem page carries some heaven and earth energy, it will not be too much, after all, it is a work on the spot, and old works cannot be used.

But the author now is Fang Yun, a top university scholar, the ancestor of human virtual saint poetry, and the master of the Yangtze River. The vitality of heaven and earth that he can mobilize is far stronger than that of university scholars of the same level, which can be seen when fighting against the barbarians.

Although Liu Shan's arms drooped slightly, he stood tall and said loudly: "The second article!"

Fang Yun picked up the pen again to write.

Second gift to Liu Shan to say goodbye to his mother.

The scholar went to the capital to take the exam, and the old mother watched with tears.

It was a sad autumn night in the house, and it was better to have no son at this time.

When Fang Yun was writing, everyone watched carefully. The first two sentences were about a mother looking at her son's back going to the capital to participate in the imperial examination, and her eyes were dry with tears. And the last two sentences said that on this autumn night, the old mother was alone in the lonely house, and at this time, having a son was the same as not having a son.

When Fang Yun finished writing, his talent naturally appeared, and it was three feet high, which was a poem of Mingzhou.

Everyone in the Jinluan Palace was silent, even the youngest Jingjun was pondering the poem.

The first three sentences of the poem were very ordinary, except for the three words "tears and dry eyes" which were more exquisite, but the last sentence "It is better to have no son at this time", everyone's heart was like being hit hard, chest stuffy, and breathing was not smooth after reading it.

A few people even had red eyes, and one of them was even a Hanlin, who was obviously thinking of his mother.

"It is better to have no son at this time, which can be regarded as the best sentence of the poem about filial piety to mother." Jiang Hechuan was the first to speak.

Many people nodded. As the Minister of Literature, Jiang Hechuan was in charge of the education of Jingguo. His evaluation could not only represent Jingguo, but also the entire human race.

Fang Yun put away the brush and said: "Filial piety comes first among all virtues. Judging by the heart, not the deeds, there is no filial son in a poor family."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they realized that this sentence made a very reasonable summary. Respecting parents, elders and ancestors is the first of all virtues and kindness, but the way of respecting should focus on filial piety, and secondly on filial behavior. If we only talk about filial piety and ignore filial piety, then all children from poor families are unfilial, because they cannot let their parents live a comfortable old age like rich families.

Some university scholars and Confucian scholars even fell into deep thought. Someone mentioned similar remarks before, but it was not as good as Fang Yun's summary. This sentence makes people understand very well that filial piety should also take into account the actual situation and cannot be generalized.

Some people frowned, while the left-wing party showed joy. Fang Yun first scolded Liu Shan with a poem, saying "It is better to have no son at this time", and now he said "Let's judge by heart, not by deeds". Liu Shan obviously has filial piety and filial behavior, but his filial piety is not perfect. Even if the sentence "Let's judge by deeds, there are no filial sons in poor families" is not to help Liu Shan, but to attack Liu Shan, a rich and powerful family, who cannot be filial to his parents, as long as there is the previous sentence "Let's judge by heart, not deeds", he can still be excused.

Everyone found the contradiction between this poem and Fang Yun's explanation.

However, all the great scholars were not worried. Instead, Liu Shan's eyebrows were tightly frowned, as if twisted into a rope, and there were angry waves in his eyes, and dark clouds.

The left-wing party found that Liu Shan's face was wrong with his peripheral vision, and was shocked and didn't understand what happened.

Suddenly, a grand voice echoed between heaven and earth, like what Fang Yun said, but a little different.

"Filial piety is the first of all virtues. Judging by the heart, not the deeds, there are no filial sons in poor families."

The voice of the Holy Way.

The left-wing party member looked gloomy. He just thought about how to help Liu Shan get away with it, but forgot that this sentence involves the truth of filial piety and can explain many related sentences in "The Book of Filial Piety" and "The Analects of Confucius".

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