The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Jingguo, Gongyang family.

"Clan leader, Gongyang Xun was close to Zuo Xiang and Zong family, and went to Kongcheng to embarrass Fang Yun. He was demoted to the ancient land of Huangcheng after the failure. But Gongyang Xun is a member of my Gongyang family after all. If you save Fang Yun now..."

"Uncle, what you said is wrong. Fang Yun is not only Fang Yun of my Jingguo, but also Fang Yun of my human race! If Fang Yun has a big grudge with my Gongyang family, or there is opposition to the holy way, he can be saved or not. Now it is just a little personal grudge, and he must be saved! I am willing to give up all the rewards that belong to me in exchange for saving Fang Yun."

"Ridiculous! You..."

"Shut up! I just want to ask one question, if the ancestor is alive again, will he save him or not?"

Everyone was silent.

The semi-saint Gongyang Gao wrote the book "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Zhuan". When explaining the "Spring and Autumn", he realized his own holy way. His holy way is that the human race is the greatest, and there is even a sentence that kills relatives for the sake of the human race.

If Gongyang Gao is here, he will definitely help.

Qingguo, Xun family.

The three generations of old, middle-aged and young gathered together.

Everyone looked exhausted. The Xun family argued for a whole day and night about whether to rescue Fang Yun or not.

"To help or not?"

"The head of the family is seriously ill. I am the eldest son. Naturally, you will listen to me and help."

"Although there is an order of seniority, when it comes to the dispute between the Xun family and the two countries, reason should come first."

At this moment, a weak and old voice spread throughout the hall.

"In order not to shame our ancestors, save Fang Yun!"

"Head of the family!"

"Father..."

Everyone stood up together, and saw a strong servant pushing a wheelchair slowly coming in from the door...

Lei family.

"Humph, Fang Yun is really stupid. If he had made friends with my Lei family, he would have used the Lei Zu relics today. If he could trigger the power of Zulong, he might have saved his life!"

"We are just a Xusheng family, which can only be regarded as a wealthy family. How can we save Fang Yun? Just watch."

"I heard that Yuan Ding was slapped twice by Li Wenying!"

"My Lei family will remember this grudge for the time being! If there is a chance, I will definitely repay it tenfold."

"Fortunately, Fang Yun is about to die. If he is allowed to grow up, my Lei family will definitely become a laughing stock. Only by using the Lei Zu relics can we suppress him."

"It's just a dead man, don't worry about it. When he dies, I will order the young people to put down their hatred and learn his war poems."

"Alas..."

The head of the Lei family sighed and never spoke.

Sunzi family. "Use one chapter or the whole chapter of "The Art of War"?"

"The whole chapter."

"But... "The Art of War" is a treasure of military strategists, and its killing power is no less than that of the sub-sage's literary treasure. If the whole chapter is used, a great scholar must reduce his life by 20 years."

"Can't the benefits that my Sun family's descendants get from Fang Yun be exchanged for 20 years of life of a great scholar?"

"What the head of the family said is very true."

"Just consider it as a farewell to him..."

...

After the appearance of the Spear of Divine Punishment, dozens of human families went all out. Most of them had already started preparing, so it was not hasty and everything was in order.

The outside world had turned upside down, but Fang Yun in the examination room was unaware of it.

Fang Yun thought for a long time, and finally began to dip his pen into ink and write slowly.

Fu of Afang Palace.

The six kings were gone, the four seas were one, the Shu Mountains were steep, and Afang Palace came out. It covered more than 300 miles and blocked the sun and the sky. Mount Li is built in the north and bends in the west, going straight to Xianyang...

...The stars are shining, like a makeup mirror; the green clouds are turbulent, like combing the hair in the morning; the Wei River is swollen, like discarding the greasy water...

...The collections of Yan and Zhao, the management of Han and Wei, the elites of Qi and Chu...

...The Qin people had no time to mourn themselves, but later generations mourned them; later generations mourned them but did not learn from them, which also made later generations mourn later generations.

After Fang Yun wrote the first sentence "Six Kings Finished", his talent jumped on the paper, and an invisible force descended, isolating Fang Yun from the candidates in other examination rooms, preventing the strange phenomenon of this article from affecting other candidates, but it did not affect the power of the strange phenomenon from extending outside the examination room.

During Fang Yun's writing, the examiners outside the examination room and all the high-ranking scholars in the capital turned their heads to look at the examination room one after another, and many of them showed joy.

"The talent surges so strongly, it is at least a national treasure!"

"I'm afraid it's another masterpiece of Fang Zhenguo."

"Wait, the talent is still rising, wait a little longer..."

"Fu on Afang Palace" is a famous work of Du Mu, and Du Mu and Li Shangyin are called "Little Li Du" among poets. In terms of poetic talent alone, Du Mu is not as good as Li Shangyin, the first poet of the late Tang Dynasty, but Du Mu's poems often praise and criticize current affairs, and his concern for the country and the people and his talent for saving the world are better than Li Shangyin.

Du Mu is not only a famous poet and essayist in the Tang Dynasty, but also a military theorist. He once annotated "The Art of War" and was listed as one of the three famous annotators of "The Art of War", on the same list as the real military strategist Cao Cao.

This "Fu on Afang Palace" contains not only the feelings of a poet, but also the knowledge of a military theorist, and the heart of a minister who is concerned about the country and the people.

This prose first describes the magnificence of the Afang Palace, then the luxury of the people in the palace, and the third paragraph begins to discuss the mistakes of the Qin Dynasty, while the last paragraph expresses its own point of view, loving the people. And use this to warn the rulers of the time and later generations not to only care about their own enjoyment and ignore the people of the world, otherwise they will inevitably repeat the same mistakes.

"Afang Palace Fu" closely follows the theme of "the fall of Qin" and expounds the idea of ​​"abstaining from arrogance and extravagance, working diligently and loving the people". It is a rare prose in the style of Fu, and even surpasses the works of the four great poets of the Han Dynasty in the evaluation of later generations.

Just a few decades after "Afang Palace Fu" was written, the Tang Dynasty collapsed.

When Fang Yun finished writing the first three paragraphs, the paper quietly floated up and hung in the air, forming a strange phenomenon.

After Fang Yun finished writing the last sentence of "Future generations will grieve without taking note of it, which will also make future generations grieve for future generations again", a beady voice began to recite "Afanggong Fu", forming the second kind. The vision spreads thousands of miles.

Everyone within ten thousand miles put down what they were doing and listened quietly. Even those who were illiterate were treated with respect.

Liushan, the left prime minister, was originally sitting in the study, reading with Ji Zhibai across from him, waiting quietly for the result of the Moon Tree divine punishment.

However, after the sound of "Efang Palace Fu" spread thousands of miles, Liu Shan sighed and stood up slowly.

Liu Shan is a scholar after all.

Ji Zhibai also hurriedly stood up. Although he had ten thousand reluctances in his heart, he knew that he had to stand up.

"Another article that will be spread all over the world." Ji Zhibai muttered softly.

Liu Shan said slowly: "As expected of Fang Zhenguo, he has already seen the troubles of the family. Even if there are demons and barbarians outside, the family's long-standing shortcomings are still difficult to correct. Although there is still a gap between being extravagant and lustful, it can be said to be extravagant. This is Civilization refers to the Qin Dynasty, but actually refers to a few aristocratic families."

Ji Zhi Bai Xindao, of course, the first one to bear the brunt is the Meng family. In the past few years, the Meng family had expropriated and robbed every family's treasures, but now they were forced to hand over all the stolen goods and their power had shrunk. As for other aristocratic families, although they are not as excessive as the Meng family, there are also many children who are naughty, arrogant and extravagant but no one can control them.

Ji Zhibai said: "When he said he 'loved the people', he also warned the family to cherish the children of poor families. I'm afraid, he also meant to complain that the Saints family did not try their best to save him."

"You judge a gentleman with a villain's heart. There are regrets, emotions, and even sarcasm in this article, but there is absolutely no complaint."

"That's what the teacher said."

Suddenly, sighs came from the sky, and a few of the sighs even contained the sound of crying.

"Not good!" Liu Shan's complexion changed drastically. He reached out and took out a golden text from the Hanhu shell. He quickly injected his talent into it, and saw the golden light of the Great Confucian text covering the whole room.

Ji Zhibai's face turned pale and he said in surprise: "Well...Teacher, is this the legendary vision 'All the People Lament'?"

Liu Shan nodded solemnly, but was speechless.

"Then..." Ji Zhibai didn't dare to say any more and pricked up his ears nervously.

In Yuan Mansion, Yuan Su, the left minister of the Ministry of Punishment, was walking around in the study, worried. Today he has been imprisoned. The Supervisory Yuan and the Ministry of Punishment are jointly conducting a thorough investigation. Once the results are obtained, he will be brought to court.

"Had I known this, I shouldn't have sent Fang to the Tiger Prison! Even if he was sent to an ordinary prison, he would never have reached this point! What a pity... Huh? "A Fang Palace Ode"? A vision that is spread all over the world? No one else could have done it except Fang Luck.”

Yuan Su listened quietly, and the more he listened, the more regretful he became, until the sound of lament from all the people could be heard.

"It's over..." Yuan Su's face turned pale instantly. He instinctively mobilized all the power of official seals, cultural treasures, and literary courage to protect himself. However, sighs passed through all his protective powers and entered his Ears, enter his literary palace, enter his soul.

"Alas...why did you seek refuge with the Left Prime Minister and the Zong family, and sell your wealth to seek glory?"

"Alas...why did you beat me into submission?"

"Oh...why did you..."

The sighs and questions were like sharp swords piercing Yuan Su's heart.

All the people lamented, but hundreds of millions of people pointed at Yuan Su's backbone and shouted curses!

"I was wrong! Fang Yun, I was wrong! Please forgive me! I plead guilty! Don't sigh anymore..." Yuan Su suddenly roared with spring thunder in his tongue.

Yuan Su is a member of the Imperial Academy, and he can use his tongue-splitting spring thunder with all his strength to spread his voice thousands of miles.

Everyone within a thousand miles of the capital heard Yuan Su's screams.

Then, there was a sound as clear and crisp as porcelain breaking.

In the study, Yuan Su's writing gallbladder made a crisp sound, and then his head exploded with a bang.

Hanlin's broken literary courage spreads three thousand miles.

Not only in the study room of the original mansion, but also outside the academy and in the cabinet, the sound of broken Hanlin literature and writing could be heard.

Snap...

Snap...

In just a few breaths, a total of three explosive sounds appeared, and the sound spread three thousand miles.

The left prime minister and his party destroyed three members of the Imperial Academy.

Afterwards, the sound of shattering of the literary courage of nineteen Jinshi scholars and the shattering sounds of the literary courage of fifty-three academicians were heard.

Without exception, these people were either members of the Left Prime Minister's party, members of King Kang's party, or spies from other countries lurking in Jingguo.

There are so many cases where the bile is broken, and there are even more who are damaged or covered in dust.

In Zuo Xiang's mansion, Ji Zhibai gritted his teeth and cursed: "Fang Yun is such a scourge! He drags people into the water even before he dies!"

Liu Shan slowly sat back on the chair, feeling at a loss in his heart. This blow was too great. At least one-third of the most loyal party members were completely shattered, and at least half of the ordinary party members would be deserted because of this!

If it weren't for the Zong Sheng behind him, the power he had worked hard to build for decades would have been burned down like the Afang Palace back then.

"Fortunately, Zong Sheng is still here. Fortunately, he won't live long. Fortunately, fortunately..."

Prime Minister Zuo suddenly felt extremely tired.