The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

"Okay, I'll protect my sister-in-law! I heard that non-scholars need to be caned forty times before they can beat the drum for hearing the news. But it's okay. When I was born, the Holy Court gave me a title called Prince Huang, which is used in ten countries! It should be like what is said in the play, scolding the tyrants and beating the treacherous ministers. It is not used at ordinary times. Whoever dares to hit you at this time, I will beat him!" Ao Huang raised his head proudly.

Nunu ran to Yang Yuhuan and wanted to leave together, but suddenly turned back after a few steps, stuck his head out and grabbed Yan Gui's neck with his mouth, and followed Yang Yuhuan out of the house.

Yan Gui was indignant but helpless. He could only roll his eyes and pretend to be dead.

As soon as Yang Yuhuan left Shangshe, she saw some women coming towards her. The one leading them was Qiao Chen, the wife of Shangshe Jinshi Qiao Juze, who was the daughter of the Chen Sheng family and had a noble status.

"Yuhuan, you are not at home, what are you doing out here?"

Yang Yuhuan took a closer look and saw that the wives and maids of these Jinshi scholars all had red and swollen eyes, obviously they were all affected by the strange vision and true meaning of the sad poem.

"Go and beat the drum of complaint!" Yang Yuhuan said firmly.

The women were shocked, and Qiao Chen said hurriedly: "No, you are not a scholar, you can't beat the drum of complaint... But if Prince Long... Huang is here, there is no need to worry!"

"What do you think?" Ao Huang was very proud.

Qiao Chen walked over quickly, took Yang Yuhuan's arm, and said softly: "Sister Yuhuan, this matter needs to be considered carefully, and you must not be reckless. Let's go home first, and we sisters will discuss countermeasures!"

Yang Yuhuan showed hesitation, remembering that Fang Yun once said that Qiao Juze and Qiao Chen were from the Chen Sheng family, and shared the honor and disgrace with Jingguo. If he was not at home, he could ask Qiao Chen for advice when encountering problems. After all, she was the daughter of a semi-saint family, and she thought more carefully in many aspects.

"Okay, then I'll listen to my sister."

Ao Huang looked at these women vigilantly, not far away from Yang Yuhuan, and then winked at Nunu.

The little fox understood and immediately jumped into Yang Yuhuan's arms.

Qiao Chen saw everything, and looked at Ao Huang and the little fox with more kindness.

Qingguo, the second sage family Xun family.

"I have to say that Fang Yun is indeed extraordinary! But I am sure that he has racked his brains to pass on a poem to the world, and the last two poems are definitely not possible to stabilize the country!"

"If it is so easy to stabilize the country, wouldn't everyone be able to stabilize the country? Three poems a day to stabilize the country, don't even think about it!"

"Since you are going to be punished by the Moon Tree God, then stay in the cell honestly, why come out to make trouble! I sympathize with Yang Yuhuan, but I don't sympathize with him!"

"If he is right, doesn't it mean that the Ministry of Justice of Jingguo, the Lei family, the Zong family, and the Sima family are all wrong? Watching someone die without helping is watching someone die without helping. If everyone is like How can we kill the demon barbarians if he is like that! "

"That makes sense. He only said that Lei Jiu retreated, how do you know that Lei Jiu is not looking for an opportunity to counterattack? Even if it is not a counterattack, can't Lei Jiu protect himself? Fang Yun has hands and feet, why does he need Lei Jiu to protect him! "

"Yes, Lei Jiu didn't save Fang Yun, and Fang Yun survived, which shows that Lei Jiu did not make a mistake! Fang Yun didn't save Lei Jiu, Lei Jiu died, Fang Yun was wrong!"

"Yes, Fang Yun deserves to die!"

Many members of the Xun family responded to these statements, but some members of the Xun family frowned, but they couldn't say much because of the face.

"You have lost the face of the Xun family!" A loud shout came from the door.

Everyone looked and saw that it was Xun Tianling. This person was over 40 years old and had fought in Liangjie Mountain for more than 20 years, but he was still a Jinshi. Everyone thought he was not talented, but later they found out that he had been suppressing his strength in order to enter the Holy Ruins. Now he has become a Hanlin and will soon become a university scholar. He is a rising star of the Xun family.

"If it were me, I wouldn't save Lei Jiu, the coward! Instead of slandering Fang Yun here, it's better to think about how to wash away the shame of the Xun family being suppressed by the state!" Xun Tianling said and left.

Tiger prison.

Huo Siyu, two Jinshi of the Criminal Hall and all the jailers were crowded in the dungeon. Some old jailers who were well-read in poetry and books whispered.

"Fang Wenhou is a Jinshi. This first poem is about love. The second poem will probably be about other poems and essays, right?"

Huo Siyu spoke for the first time: "The first poem expresses the heart, and the second poem should express the mind or complain about the grievances."

The two criminal halls looked at Huo Siyu in surprise. They didn't expect that this person had bad character, but full of experience. However, when they thought that this person was an old scholar and worked in the Ministry of Justice, they were relieved.

Fang Yun sat there with his eyes closed to rest his mind. Because he wrote the lyrics that spread all over the world, his talent grew rapidly. If he didn't continue to write, he didn't need to rest, but he had to continue and had to wait until his talent stabilized.

The poem "Jiang Chengzi's Prison Dream" had been sucked away by the official seal in the sky and sent to the Criminal Hall for record. It would be returned to Fang Yun after the case was concluded.

Half an hour later, Fang Yun started writing again.

"Lime Chant."

"Thousands of hammers and chisels were used to dig out the deep mountains,

and the raging fire burned as if it was nothing.

I am not afraid of being crushed to pieces,

I want to leave my innocence in the world."

The golden official seal in the sky was still there, which could show his talent. Fang Yun wrote a line of poetry and generated a foot of talent. After writing the last sentence, four feet and one foot of talent stood on the paper, and the poem became a national treasure!

Then, the words of the poem shone, and the words and ink were fragrant.

A series of strange and crisp sounds came from the pages of the poem, like hammers and chisels hitting the deep mountains, followed by the sound of burning flames, and finally the sound of stones shattering.

These sounds only spread for a dozen feet before stopping.

Fang Yun, the two Jinshi of the Criminal Hall, and Juren Huo Siyu all had literary courage, and instinctively closed their eyes and entered the Wen Palace.

In the Wen Palace, Fang Yun looked up at the starry sky and saw that his Wen Dan was surrounded by flames, and at the same time, a hammer and a chisel were hitting Wen Dan.

Literary boldness constantly bursts out little bits of gray light.

Fang Yun's eyes widened in disbelief.

"This... this is not an ordinary gallbladder refining poem. It should be the rarest 'flawless gallbladder refining' in the legend. Only the semi-holy true text has this effect. The semi-holy true text is very rare, and it is almost impossible to use it if you are not a great scholar. There are also great Confucian poets who have the function of flawlessly refining courage, but it requires the great Confucian’s subtle words and great righteousness to inspire it.”

After a while, the hammer, chisel and fire disappeared, and Fang Yun found that his writing was smaller, but more crystal clear and exceptionally beautiful.

When Fang Yun left the Wen Palace, he saw the two Jinshi of the Xing Palace bowing deeply to express their thanks.

"Thank you Master Fang!" they both said in unison.

Then a Jinshi of the Xing Palace said excitedly: "You are not the first to create the Wuxia Courage Refining Poetry, but every Wuxia Courage Refining poem needs to be motivated by small words and great righteousness. This is the only Fuxia Gall Refining poem that can be used by a great Confucian! I represent To all those who have little chance of becoming a bachelor, thank you very much! Without this Flawless Courage poem, I would have less than half a chance of becoming a bachelor, but with this poem, I would have at least a 30% chance of becoming a bachelor! Thank you Fang Zhenguo! "

Only Huo Siyu was still there in a daze and had not come back to his senses.

The Tongsheng jailer and the scholarly officials were all extremely surprised. They were both scholars and knew what "flawless gallbladder training" was.

Huo Siyu murmured to himself: "This... is the legendary flawless courage poem? Yes, yes, yes, this poem uses objects to chant ambitions. Stones have been hammered, chiseled and tempered, bones broken into pieces, and finally turned into lime, and the text Courage complements each other, and in the end, “to leave one’s innocence in the world,” isn’t it to develop a flawless literary courage? Thank you, Master Fang!”

Huo Siyu instinctively bent over and bowed, not caring about being the lackey of Yuan Su, the left minister of the Ministry of Punishment. Hearing Fang Yun's first "Flawless gallbladder refining" was comparable to his three years of refining gallbladder with "Lime Song". Such a great gift is simply a rebirth of kindness.

A scholarly clerk said in a low voice: "Master Prisoner, is this poem really a flawless refining of courage? Ordinary refining of bile can only enhance literary courage, but flawless refining of bile can remove flaws in literary courage. It is impossible to do this without becoming a great Confucian." Arrive!”

"Did the two Jinshi of the Palace of Punishment and I misunderstood? Listen, Prime Minister Wen is reciting this poem to the whole country with spring thunder in his tongue."

At this time, Literary Minister Jiang Hechuan had already recited the last sentence.

"...I want to leave my innocence in this world. Huh?"

Jiang Hechuan's last nasal sound spread throughout the country, and many children laughed. Unexpectedly, Tangtang Wenxiang also made a slip of the tongue, but most people continued to listen.

Jiang Hechuan didn't immediately burst into laughter.

The students of Jingguo were talking a lot.

"What's going on? Did something bad happen? Prime Minister Wen previously said this poem would conquer the country, but why did he make that sound?"

"The sound was just surprise, not necessarily bad."

"It must be a big deal to make Wen Xiang lose his composure like this."

"It's not related to the poem "Ode of Lime", is it? Let me think about it. Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if it were nothing. Don't be afraid of your bones being broken into pieces, you want to leave your innocence in the world. Huh?" The person reciting the poem recited it. After finishing the poem, he made a nasal sound and then stopped talking.

The students around him could see that he was in the Wen Palace. Everyone thought about it for a while, and either wrote or read the song "Song of Lime".

Soon, Jiang Hechuan's beaming voice spread throughout Jingguo.

"This poem not only subdues the country, it is also a 'flawless poem that refines courage'! From now on, all scholars, below the great Confucians and above the scholars, can use this poem to eliminate flaws in their literary courage!"

All the scholars, Jinshi, Hanlin and bachelors in Jingguo fell into fanaticism and immediately recited this poem.

After Qiao Juze finished reciting "The Ode of Lime" once, he opened his eyes with satisfaction and murmured to himself: "With this "Ode of Lime", my chance of becoming a great Confucian can be increased by at least 10%! Fang Zhenguo, Fang Zhenguo, not Zhen Jingguo, but the ten kingdoms! As soon as this poem came out, everyone In a hundred years, there will be at least 10% more scholars, at least 20% more bachelors, and at least 30% more Hanlin! It's a pity that the human race is not talented enough. If the talent is enough, the number of Jinshi admitted by the ten countries will definitely double. However... this poem seems to be different! It has something to say.”

Qiao Juze turned to look at Zuo Xiangfu.

Liu Shan's face was as sinking as water. He himself didn't care about this "flawless courage poem". After all, he had the strength to become a great scholar, but this poem was about "digging mountains and cutting stones", and there is a word "山" in his name. . If someone from another country wrote this poem, he wouldn't think too much about it, but Fang Yun couldn't help but think too much about it when he wrote this poem.

Ji Zhibai swayed and held the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands.

On that day, he practiced "The Inscription on the Humble Room" and made some progress in writing. However, he broke up with Fang Yun not long ago, so he could only hurt Wen Dan and forget about "The Inscription on the Humble Room". But he didn't expect that Fang Yun would release "The Song of Lime" today. This means that within a year, the literary courage of other Shangshe scholars in Jingguo will definitely surpass him!

It also means that Ji Zhibai's civil and combat abilities will not be as good as those of Shangshe Jinshi!

After many years, those ordinary Jinshi scholars may surpass him, the number one scholar in Jingguo, in terms of literary prowess!

Ji Zhibai was at a loss, not knowing whether it was right or wrong to be an enemy of Fang Yun.