The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Fang Yun put away his pen and sat silently.

Fang Yun was at the center of the vision "Thousands of Miles of Love", and his mind was most affected by this word.

The power of the tragic words that spread across the world still reverberates within a thousand miles, and the tragedy continues to spread.

In the Changle Palace of Jingguo, the eldest princess Zhao Hongzhuang burst into tears.

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother, please save Fang Yun!" Zhao Hongzhuang, who was dressed in a goose-yellow palace dress, rushed to the Queen Mother and fell on her lap.

"It's not that the Ai family won't be saved..." The Queen Mother gently wiped away her tears with one hand and patted Zhao Hongzhuang's back gently with the other.

"If Fang Yun dies, I won't live either..."

"you……"

The heavy snow outside the capital is getting worse.

In the Lei Family Courtyard in Yushan, two great scholars, Lei Tingyu and Zong Wenxiong, were holding tea cups, but the tea was cold.

"I only know that he is a young phoenix, but he has an exquisite heart. Others see him missing his wife, but what I see is his grievance. The holy way is ruthless, and it is too despicable to just send him to the tiger prison. You and me It should be stopped." Zong Wenxiong slowly put down the tea cup.

"It's such a pity to have such a talent. What's even more pity is that people will be left alone, and God will leave them alone, and God will leave them alone, and monsters and barbarians will not be left behind! It's not worth it for a dying person." Lei Tingyu drank up the herbal tea silently.

"I heard that your Lei family's magical objects are acting strangely?" Zong Wenxiong flicked his finger, and the cold tea disappeared. The cold water in the kettle on the side boiled. He flicked it again, and the water temperature dropped slightly, and then used the water to make tea.

I saw that the tea leaves actually rose along with the water vapor, flew into the air and slowly fell down. The fragrance of the tea spread for a full mile. It was a treasure of tea.

Lei Tingyu had a slight look of contentment on his face and said, "That's true. I just don't know if it's a disaster or a blessing."

Zong Wenxiong glanced at Lei Tingyu, took a sip of tea, looked towards the capital, and said: "The Lei family is about to prosper. Maybe Brother Tingyu is the first Lei Sage."

Lei Tingyu finally couldn't hold it back anymore, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said: "Where is it..."

Zuo Xiangfu.

Ji Zhibai knocked on the door of the study room. As Zuo Xiang Liushan's most proud disciple, he could come in and out of Zuo Xiang's house at will.

"Zhibai, come in." Liu Shan's voice came from the study.

"Teacher, what do you think of this word?" Ji Zhibai pushed the door open and entered.

Liu Shan smiled calmly and said, "You are still so impatient. Do you want to hear the truth?"

Ji Zhibai was not too polite. He moved a chair and sat down on the opposite side. He said seriously: "Teacher, you are looking down on me. I admire his talent in my heart, but I don't like his arrogance. What's more, since he is The enemy of the teacher is the enemy of the student.”

Liu Shan nodded lightly and said: "He already has two poems that are spread all over the world. If he can live for another twenty years, he can be granted the title of Xusheng Cisage and become an unprecedented double Xusage. If nothing unexpected happens, he will also have With the qualifications of a poet saint, it is very possible to obtain the great glory of the Three Void Saints before being canonized."

"My mentor really has an upright mind and is impartial. When I returned to the capital from Ning'an County on October 15th, there were very few people to greet me, far less than the number one scholar in previous years. I had a grudge against Fang Yun that day, but I put it down afterwards. . It’s just a pity that no matter how talented you are, you can’t conquer three countries in one day.”

"I am looking forward to the three chapters in prison. I suddenly feel that such a person died too early. I don't know what it will be like when he reaches the court in the future. It's just that the holy way is ruthless, the holy way is ruthless..." Liu Shan looked out the window.

Ji Zhibai smiled and said: "Nothing goes wrong, Zong Sage will definitely succeed. You will sit in Jingguo and strategize, and you will have the greatest achievements. The next Half Saint of the Za family may not be you, but the second or third Half Saint will definitely be you. a place!”

Liu Shan nodded, his eyes grew colder, and said: "As the left prime minister, I have suppressed the number of scholars for several years. Once this is accomplished, I will be able to directly enter the Confucian Confucian School and explore the holy way!"

"On that day, my mentor will surely shine in the world!" Ji Zhibai said this, but he understood in his heart that although Liu Shan became the left prime minister, he was a chess piece laid out by the sage many years ago. If the heart disease is eliminated before, there will be no hope for a lifetime of awe-inspiring righteousness, and there will be no hope for a semi-sage.

Liu Shan bets everything on Zong Sheng's strategy of connecting barbarians. Once he succeeds in connecting barbarians, he will have established great achievements for the human race. He will have a clear conscience and become a great Confucian.

Kongcheng, Kongfu.

Scholars from the Holy Academy who fought with Fang Yun in the Denglong Platform gathered here to read "Jiang Chengzi's Dream in Prison" repeatedly.

Zhang Zhixing asked: "Is Fang Yun's nickname going to be upgraded to Fang Tianxia?"

"It's better to have Fang Chuanshi."

"I really look forward to the day when he is called 'Fang Jingsheng'." Kong Detian said.

"Shouyu, do you think Fang Yun can survive the punishment of the Moon Tree God?" Judd asked in a low voice.

The Bagua picture in Ji Shouyu's eyes flashed away, then he shook his head and said softly: "I don't know."

"well……"

In the Zuihua Building, the No. 1 brothel in Kongcheng, Su Xiaoxiao, the most talented girl in Kongcheng, leaned against the window, fingering her handkerchief, weeping.

After crying for a long time, Su Xiaoxiao walked to the desk and picked up a pen to write.

"Ten years of life and death are blurred. Without thinking, you will never forget it..."

Su Xiaoxiao wrote over and over again, crying again, crying again, writing again...

The madam from Zuihualou came over after hearing the news and cried to comfort her, but Su Xiaoxiao turned a deaf ear and just kept writing "Jiang Chengzi's Dream in Prison" like a man possessed.

The old bustard was very anxious.

Talent is paramount in the Saint Yuan Continent. The real famous prostitutes and flower girls in the ten countries have long since left the industry of prostitution. The top flower girls are all prostitutes and not prostitutes. Even the children of the semi-saint family can marry famous flower girls openly.

The Flower House of the Ten Kingdoms even divided famous flower girls into three classes, from lowest to highest, namely female students, female scholars and female candidates, but they did not dare to set up female scholars.

There are only six real female candidates in the Ten Kingdoms now, and one of them is Kongcheng Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao is the biggest signboard of Zuihualou. She redeemed herself a few years ago and signed a contract with the owner of Zuihualou. As long as she finds a suitable husband, she can leave at will.

After copying for countless times, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly threw down her brush, and the ink splashed, and there was a faint sound of swords.

"Fang Jun lost Yuhuan in his dream, and I feel sorry for him. I will wear plain clothes and thorn hairpins, never marry, and serve him as a slave!"

The old procuress rolled her eyes and fainted.

Su Xiaoxiao ordered people to treat the old procuress well, then tore off her gorgeous clothes and put on the coarse cloth clothes of a maid, combed her hair with branches as hairpins, painted her face with plant ash, took out her private money accumulated for many years, and ordered people to prepare a carriage to go to Kong Mansion.

"Mr. Fang has a history with many people in the Kong family. That's the best place to find Mr. Fang." The 18-year-old girl's eyes were more determined than ever, but her eyes were still red and swollen.

Jingguo Capital, Fang Family.

Yang Yuhuan wiped her tears, and walked out the door with her bare face.

Ao Huang rushed over and said to Yang Yuhuan: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing? You must not be stupid. Are you going to see Fang Yun or to commit suicide? You can't meet Fang Yun anymore, and you must not commit suicide!"

Yang Yuhuan said as she walked: "Ten years ago, I was sold to the Fang family. Thanks to my parents for not despising me and treating me like their own children. Although Fang Yun and I have not married yet, I have already regarded him as my husband. My husband is in trouble, and I, a woman, can't do anything for him. I can only ring the drum of the palace to complain, file a complaint, and seek justice for my husband!"

Ao Huang was stunned. It turned out that Fang Yun's "Ten years of life and death" also implied that the two had known each other for ten years.