The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Yuhai Mansion was very quiet in the early morning, but outside the gate of Nancheng was a different world.

Before the boat could be docked, the officials rushed in like a tide, eager to see the hero who had returned in triumph.

Not to mention the officials on the ship, even the escorting Hanlin and bachelors were very envious. For Jing Guo, Fang Yun could already achieve the best that ordinary literati could achieve. If it were daytime, the streets in Yuhai City would definitely be deserted. , the whole city came out to welcome him.

The Dakong Tower boat stopped and Fang Yun walked down the stairs. Dong Zhifu, the head of the civil service of Yuhai Mansion, ran straight to Fang Yun, but when he arrived in front of Fang Yun, his eyes were wet and he couldn't say a word.

The people behind him all had red eyes.

Jingguo has been bullied by Qingguo for nearly a hundred years, and in the past ten years, it has been suppressed across the country by Wen. It has no power to resist. Even a genius like Li Wenying is unable to stand alone. Every time he fights, he is completely defeated.

"I... thank you on behalf of the people of Jingguo! The stigma that has been weighing on the heads of hundreds of millions of us, and the sewage that has been poured on hundreds of millions of us, will be gone tonight! Please accept my prayers!"

Magistrate Dong bowed deeply, and behind him, whether he was the president of the Fuwenyuan or the governor of the state, whether he was a staff clerk in his early twenties or an old man in his seventies or eighties, they all bowed together.

"No way." Fang Yun hurriedly asked Magistrate Dong not to bend down and bow down, but he couldn't stop a Jinshi who had been famous for many years, so he had to bow in return.

Kong Shi, the great scholar, sighed: "The arrival of a national scholar is nothing more than this."

Everyone was in awe. The dignified Confucian scholar said that even if the best people in a country appear, they will only be treated like this. This can be said to be a higher evaluation than the example of a scholar.

Fang Yun said: "Everything I do is what a scholar should do. The one who supports Jingguo is not one or two geniuses, but every scholar."

"But, you stand at the highest level to support me! This literary struggle will wipe away the century-old shame of our Jingguo and revive our Jingguo's literary reputation. You will make a great contribution to a country! I will lead the officials of Yuhai City to jointly petition for you." Gong! If I don't give you a state prince, I will be killed in the Jinluan Palace!" Magistrate Dong's words were loud and clear.

"I am willing to follow Mr. Dong!" Many officials agreed in unison.

There are six titles in total for princes, princes and uncles, divided into nine levels, corresponding to the ninth rank to the first rank. The prince of the state is the third rank, ranking in the third rank. The highest three in a state are the state shepherd, the state court king and the state governor. Third grade.

"Thank you all." Fang Yun thanked him with his hands. He naturally knew that these officials were not just asking for credit. They were already showing their swords to the left prime minister. If the left prime minister blocked them, they would launch an offensive at all costs.

An official said: "It's a pity that it's night time. It's not possible to blow the gong to clear the way and line up the honor guard. It's not a good etiquette. I ask for Fang Zhenguo's understanding."

Fang Yun smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a literary fight. If it's too exaggerated, I don't know what others will say about us Jingguo people. In fact, it's a rare grand occasion for you all to come."

Li Wenying said: "It is too late at night to discuss in detail. We will discuss it at the celebration tomorrow. Fang Yun has just returned from the Holy Ruins and should go home to rest. This time, the talents from all over the world came straight to the Wudao River after leaving the Holy Ruins. You received them well."

"Yes!" the officials responded.

"We have prepared the carriage so that we can take it home. The other talents can go to the inn with me to stay temporarily." Magistrate Dong said.

Fang Yun looked at the horizon. It had turned from black to dark blue, and the sun would rise in an hour and a half at most.

Afterwards, with Fang Yun in front and all the officials of Yuhai City behind, everyone walked towards the carriage prepared in the city. Many people read Hongyan's letter while walking.

Zong Wude complained: "Oh, our Zong family didn't sleep. Those uncles and brothers kept sending me letters asking what happened. I couldn't receive them outside the city. When I arrived at the city gate, the swan geese sent me letters. It’s a real wild goose, it must crush me to death.”

"I'm in a worse situation than you. My family, the Ji family, old classmates from the liberal arts college, and literary and drinking friends from all over the world are all asking."

"I still have the foresight to see that the situation is not good, and I will not accept any letter from Hongyan." Jia Jing'an said with a smile.

"That's why they all come to ask me." Bachelor Jia Mingyi rolled his eyes at his nephew.

Everyone laughed.

Li Wenying said: "Fang Yun, someone from Wenbao is looking for you, why don't you reply?"

"See for yourselves." Fang Yun reluctantly lifted the official seal's function of hiding Hongyan's message, and everyone fell silent after just one glance.

Thousands of swan geese are flying and circling over Fang Yun, and a large number of swan geese are constantly flying over. There are too many. Unless Cheng Daru has a hundred thoughts, no one can see so many swan geese in a short time. Pass a letter.

The various titles and honors of the Holy Qian Juren, the Suspected King of Stars, the Great Winner of the Holy Ruins, and Wenya Qingguo have made Fang Yun the focus of the Holy Yuan Continent. There are too many people contacting him now.

"Forget it, I'll help you turn down the invitation from Wenbao. Wenbao originally wanted to make a special feature about you now and publish it in various countries before dawn."

"Is it a supplement?" Fang Yun asked.

"nature."

Everyone showed envy. Needless to say, it must be Wen Dou Yizhou who forced the Editorial Board of "Wen Bao" to publish a supplement. It was completely caused by Fang's luck. One person inspired the supplement of "Wen Bao", which is no better than in the three chapters of "Holy Way". The poems are the same but the brilliance is different.

While everyone was chatting, the ground suddenly shook slightly. Just when everyone thought it was just an ordinary earthquake, a huge space crack appeared in the sky across the north and south. The space crack was as dark as ink, as if it had completely wiped out the sky of Shengyuan Continent. Divided into two, it blocks the light of the stars and is particularly eye-catching in the deep blue night sky.

Some debris fell from the cracks, including trees, gravel, river water, and even mountains hundreds of feet high.

There are also some small space cracks around the space cracks, which are distributed in a messy manner.

"What's going on!" Everyone was shocked and looked at the terrible crack.

Fang Yun and several others were suddenly startled, because a mountain happened to fall out of the huge space crack. It was clearly the mountain on Longya in the Holy Ruins. Everyone had entered Longya before and was very familiar with the shape of the mountain.

However, the weird thing is still behind. Before those debris can hit the ground, a new space crack appears in mid-air, just below those debris, causing all those debris to fall into the new space crack and disappear.

Shengyuan Continent seems to have become a transit place between two spaces.

Moreover, the new space crack exuded an extremely terrifying aura. Everyone seemed to be in a deep nightmare and did not dare to move.

Fang Yun couldn't move either, but found that the fog butterfly in his arms moved, and then continued to sleep.

After a while, the cracks in the space gradually became smaller, and everyone's bodies recovered.

"Isn't that the mountain of Longya?" Li Fanming asked.

Not only these people present have been to the Holy Ruins, Li Wenying and other senior scholars have also gone in, and they all recognize the mountain.

Fang Yun suddenly remembered what he saw and heard at the Holy Ruins, and recalled the words of the dragon head spirit bone, and whispered: "Is the Holy Ruins broken?"

Kong Shi sighed softly: "It's still broken."

Everyone looked at this important figure of the Kong family. Obviously, the Kong family knew more than others. This time the Holy Court decided to allow more people to enter the Holy Ruins. The Kong family made great efforts and even gave up some places.

"If it's convenient, Brother Kong might as well explain it in detail." said the scholar of the Jia family.

Kong Shi said: "Actually, it's not a secret. Many people from aristocratic families should have inferred that the Holy Ruins have been changing over the years. Two hundred years ago, a Confucian scholar predicted that the Holy Ruins would not last three hundred years. If there is a sudden change, the Holy Ruins will be destroyed. First, the Wenqu stars will move, and then the Wenqu stars will shine. With such a big change involving the Holy Ruins, it is natural for the Holy Ruins to collapse."

Fang Yun thought of the loyal star barbarian Niushan. Niushan and Quanxi did not have the power of the Holy Court to guide them. They should still be in the Demon Ancestor Court, but they grew up in the Holy Ruins. I wonder if they would be affected by the drastic changes in the Holy Ruins. Influence.

In the distant northwest prairie, a 100-foot space crack appeared from the sky, and then large pieces of gravel fell down. Along with the gravel, a dog demon general and a cow were handsome.

"Help!" A dog demon general shouted.

"What's the barking of a dog! Ah...it hurts me so much!" Niu Manshuai cried out in pain.

After the boulders fell, the two demon beasts climbed out of the pile of rocks. Niu Manshuai's body was bruised and swollen, but there was no bleeding, while the dog demon general was miserable, with wounds all over his body, and he was using his blood to make up for them.

"This... what kind of place is this? Why have I never seen this starry sky? But this moon is the moon of our Holy Ruins." Niu Manshuai said doubtfully.

"Look at the position of Wenqu Star. Only the Wenqu Star seen in Shengyuan Continent is eternal and unchanging, hanging high in the middle. This should be Shengyuan Continent."

Niu Manshuai sniffed with his nose and said: "The vitality is thin, but it is very comfortable. It is much better than the Holy Ruins. It is probably the legendary Holy Yuan Continent. Alas, I didn't expect that the Holy Ruins and half of the Demon Ancestor's gate would collapse. I can’t go back.”

Niu Manshuai sat on the rock in a daze.

The dog demon general came over wagging his tail, put his front paws on the handsome cow man's leg, and said: "What are you afraid of? We know so many human races, just go to them directly. According to my observation, the human race is much better than the blood demon beast ”

"Yes, His Majesty the Moon Emperor is so powerful, we can find out by asking someone."

"But are you sure they won't kill us as blood demons?" the dog demon general said.

Niu Manshuai remained silent.

"I still don't understand what His Majesty the Moon Emperor's name is. If we ask the Moon Emperor directly, others may not know." The Dog Demon General said.

Niu Manshuai nodded and said: "I still don't know what His Majesty the Moon Emperor is called. Sometimes those people are called Fang Yun, sometimes they are called Fang Zhenguo, and there are also Fang Shuangjia, Fang Wujia, Fang Shengqian, and Fang Shi. , I don’t even know what it means to change to Yaoyu.” Niu Manshuai kept patting himself on the head with his hands, hoping to make himself smarter.

"Let's sneak into the blood demon barbarians first and look for opportunities to find the Moon Emperor. As long as we don't kill anyone with our own hands, His Majesty the Moon Emperor will not punish us."

"That's right. Let's go, find a blood demon barbarian tribe to settle down first!"

A tauren and a big yellow dog left the rubble and moved forward in the night.

"What do you think His Majesty the Moon Emperor is called?" Niu Manshuai asked softly, with some sadness in his eyes.

"Don't ask me, I have a dog brain." The dog demon general shook his tail dissatisfied.