The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3060 Dragon Tea

Fang Yun once entered Confucius' mansion.

It is not the largest place where the Confucius family lives in Confucius City, nor is it the Confucius Mansion in Qufu, but the place where Confucius lived after he was canonized, and it is now part of the Confucius Temple.

The Confucius Palace is often closed and is only open during particularly important times.

Today, Fang Yun, dressed in Tsing Yi, came to visit at the end of the night.

The Confucius Mansion is a large house with nine entrances. On the plaque on the main entrance are the words "Holy Mansion". Legend has it that after the Confucius Mansion was built, it was inscribed by Mencius himself.

Then there are two doors, a screen door... Fang Yun walked all the way.

to the back garden.

In the back garden of Confucius' mansion, a pavilion stood quietly, with an old man sitting alone, a table and a pot of tea.

A night of moonlight.

Fang Yun stepped forward, climbed the steps to the pavilion, and looked at the old man.

The old man's hair is hanging back and tied up in the middle. White hair, black hair, gray hair, and silver hair are mixed together. They are not dirty, but a bit shabby.

The old man's face is covered with brown age spots like vegetable leaves with spots.

The old man's eyes were extremely turbid, like amber in sewage, but the moment he saw Fang Yun, the turbidity disappeared, replaced by a pair of black and white eyes like a child.

"I've met Mr. Yansheng." Fang Yuan bowed and saluted, just like the last time they met.

The old man smiled. What was strange was that his face was old, but his teeth were as white as jade and his lips and tongue were as new.

"Sit down and chat." Yan Shenggong flicked his index finger, and a tea cup with a slight gap in the rim slid gently and stopped on the edge of the stone table in front of Fang Yun.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this tea cup is so shabby, but in Fang Yun's eyes, the holy power of the tea cup is like fire, rising three feet straight.

The teapot flew up and light brown tea was poured into the teacup.

As the tea fell into the cup, there was a roar of thunder.

The teapot fell and the tea sloshed in the cup, making a sound like a tsunami.

In the tea, there was a black tea dragon struggling hard.

Fang Yun lifted up his robe and sat on the stone bench.

"Thank you, Holy Duke Yan!" When Fang Yun saw the tea dragon, he was so happy that he didn't even taste it. He drank it all in one gulp like a cow chewing a peony, and the tea and tea dragon went straight into his throat.

He heard Fang Yun let out bursts of dragon roars and thunderous sounds starting from his throat and falling straight into his abdomen. The sound spread to his limbs and bones, and the skin, muscles, blood vessels, bones and bone marrow of his whole body were shaking.

This is the dragon tea picked and cultivated by Kong Sheng himself. It is the most suitable for human race and the only one in the world.

Fang Yun held his breath during the whole process. After a while, Fang Yun reluctantly exhaled slowly.

I saw a white cloud dragon rising straight into the sky, and instantly turned into a long cloud, constantly changing its shape in the sky.

“Good tea!”

Fang Yun felt that his whole body was being washed and felt extremely comfortable.

"It may not be as good as Mr. Fang's magical tea." The old man's tone was gentle and very pleasant, like spring water flowing through it, without any sense of age.

"My tea has no other advantages except that it is a bit old." Fang Yun said modestly.

Duke Yan Sheng smiled slightly and said, "I wonder what important business Fang Sheng has to do when he comes to visit tonight?"

Fang Yun looked at Yan Shenggong, looked into his clear and penetrating eyes, and said, "Recently, students have been thinking about one thing. Do the scholars in the world respect the Confucian family or the Confucian saints?"

There was a thunder in the sky above Kong Sheng, and it disappeared in an instant.

Yanshenggong slowly picked up the tea cup, took a sip, put it back, and then habitually flicked the side of the cup with his right index finger before taking his hand back.

"Fang Sheng believes that the family ancestors are different from all the ancestors in the world?" Yan Shenggong did not raise his head to look at Fang Yun, but looked directly at the tea dragon in the cup.

"Learn." Fang Yun said only one word.

Duke Yan Sheng frowned slightly, then raised his head and looked at Fang Yun.

"What's the explanation?"

Fang Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Do you know how the various races in the world are different from the human race?"

Duke Yan Sheng shook his head slowly and said: "I am far less knowledgeable than Fang Shengyuan, so I don't dare to show my cowardice."

"cheap."

Duke Yan Sheng raised his eyebrows.

Fang Yun explained: "It means being humble, being inferior to others, and being servile."

"Is this...is this all the case?"

Fang Yun said: "Of course not. There is right and wrong in learning, and there is right and wrong in being humble."

Duke Yan Sheng shook his head again and said: "I have little talent and knowledge, and it is difficult to understand."

Fang Yun said: "I have traveled all over the world and once met a very interesting ethnic group. This ethnic group itself is not strong, but it has an extreme temperament and is particularly good at internal fighting. This ethnic group has become strong...well, it has been strong for decades. Later, they were divided due to internal strife. They began to live in exile for countless years, and were constantly fighting among themselves, and were constantly suppressed and attacked by other ethnic groups. During their exile, this ethnic group created a nihilistic holy ancestor, believing that this holy ancestor was omnipotent, the pioneer of heaven and earth. The only one who is strong."

Duke Yansheng's eyes moved slightly, but he did not speak.

Fang Yun smiled and said: "Sir, you will definitely find the problem. If a not-so-powerful ethnic group continues to fail and creates an omnipotent Saint Ancestor, wouldn't it be tantamount to using its own experience to deny the Saint Ancestor? If that Saint Zu Zhen is omnipotent. If the Holy Ancestor really pities them, why not help them? So, the people of this ethnic group invented a magical thing, innateness. Sin. They created false stories, thinking that their ancestors were perfect and favored by the Holy Ancestor, and that everyone in their tribe was reduced to the present state because of their mistakes. The reason why they are in exile, the reason why they are fighting among themselves, and the reason why they are suffering is because of this innate sin. In other words, they deserve the suffering they have suffered.”

Yan Shenggong exclaimed: "I don't understand this ethnic group, but I have to admit that this ethnic group has clever means. I conclude that this ethnic group is not actually strong, but relying on this virtual saint ancestor, that is, the spiritual common ancestor, it has become extremely tenacious. Once they are given a stable soil, they will take root and survive because of this common ancestor. However, as you said, this ethnic group is still too self-deprecating and despised by the human race."

"I wonder if you have thought of another possibility?" Fang Yun asked.

Yan Shenggong thought for a while and nodded: "Yes. This kind of ethnic group will inevitably go to two extremes. Either they become particularly kind because of their innate sins, or they let their innate sins become an excuse for their crimes, thus becoming hypocritical, or cruel, and losing their humanity."

Fang Yun exclaimed: "You are worthy of being Yan Shenggong. You can see the truth at a glance. This ethnic group has split many times. Some people have indeed become kind, some have become hypocritical, and some have become cruel."

"However, if you despise yourself so much, why do you say there is right or wrong?" Yan Shenggong asked puzzledly.

Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "Some people look down on me, but what if a tribe looks down on even the Holy Ancestor?"

"Great!" Duke Yansheng understood immediately and couldn't help but praise.