The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

The jade dragon tent carriage pulled by eighteen dragon horses slowly stopped in front of Fang's house.

The person giving gifts at the door of Fang's house hurriedly moved out of the way and lowered his head respectfully. Everyone in the capital knew that this carriage was the vehicle of Wen Xiang. It usually drove on the street and could even fly into the air in an emergency.

"Fang Yun, come with me to Xuemei Literary Reunion!" The voice of Literary Minister Jiang Hechuan came from the carriage.

"Students come out right now."

Not long after, Fang Yun was followed by three women, a dragon, a fox and a small meteor.

Ao Huang was extremely excited. This was his first time attending a human cultural gathering, but he had promised Fang Yun not to talk nonsense. He gritted his teeth and just rolled his eyes.

The eighteen dragons pulling the cart were originally in high spirits, but after Ao Huang appeared, they all lowered their heads in fright. They didn't dare to breathe. The horses' legs trembled slightly, and two of the dragon horses were even scared to the point of peeing.

Wen Xiang's carriage was much larger than ordinary carriages. Fang Yun got on the carriage first, looked at Jiang Hechuan who was sitting on the seat with white hair and beard, and said with cupped hands, "Students have met Mr. Wen Xiang."

Jiang Hechuan stood up and said with a smile: "Are you going to move?"

"Ahem... Our family, from women to foxes to little bad dragons, are all very talented. Let's show them the world." Fang Yun said.

"You... Ben Long is silent!" Ao Huang spoke angrily outside the car.

Fang Yun said to the car door: "Come up quickly and see Mr. Wen Xiang."

Yang Yuhuan, Zhao Hongzhuang and Su Xiaoxiao came up one after another. Nunu jumped down from Yang Yuhuan's arms. The three women bowed in greetings, but Nunu stood up and held her hands like a scholar.

Jiang Hechuan was so amused by the little fox that he smiled and stretched out his hand to call Nunu over.

Nunu shook her head, hid behind Fang Yun, hugged Fang Yun's legs, and stuck her head out to peek at Jiang Hechuan, a little shy.

Jiang Hechuan laughed loudly and said: "Fang Yun, your little fox really eats everything and doesn't admit it. Last time he ate my Hericium fruit, this time he turned his back and refused to recognize anyone."

Nunu was even more shy, hiding behind Fang Yun and not daring to come out.

"Old man with white beard, Ben Long is coming up!" Ao Huang jumped into the carriage, looking around and shaking his head, as if to say: The car is broken, poor, and far inferior to Ben Long's family.

Jiang Hechuan smiled and said, "Hechuan has met Prince Huang."

"You're welcome, just think of me as Fang Yun's younger brother. We real dragons never show off." After Ao Huang said that, he flew to the table in the carriage and started to taste the pastries and fruits, and then showed a look that tasted acceptable. look.

Fang Yun was too lazy to pay attention to Ao Huang and sat down with Jiang Hechuan.

As soon as Jiang Hechuan sat down, the smile on his face disappeared and he said, "Have you thought about the poem about plum blossom?"

"I have an idea."

"That's good." A smile appeared on Jiang Hechuan's face.

"Master Wen Xiang, the dispute between Mei and Xue happens every year. It doesn't matter if I don't write about it this year."

"You are still young. If you had experienced the disastrous defeat of the Plum Blossom Party fifty years ago, you would not say this. That year, the snow was particularly heavy and the plum blossoms were particularly bright..."

Later, Jiang Hechuan told about the tragic Xuemei battle that year. At first, the poems about snow and the poems about plum blossoms were equally matched on the literary list, but later, the poems about snow suddenly became a new force, and finally they occupied the top eight spots on the Xuemei literary list. ! Bloodbath the plum party!

Fang Yun listened silently, vaguely guessing that Jiang Hechuan must have participated in the Xuemei dispute that year, but was suppressed by the Snow Party and became a painful memory, so he always valued the Xuemei dispute.

Fang Yun looked serious on the surface, but he was laughing secretly in his heart. He didn't expect that a great scholar of his generation also had a past that he couldn't bear to look back on.

After telling what happened that year, Jiang Hechuan quickly regained his composure and stared at Fang Yun.

"Fang Yun, the Mei Party depends entirely on you!" Jiang Hechuan said sincerely.

"Don't worry, I'll do my best." Fang Yun couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. Wen Xiang looked like he was entrusting a major mission.

Jiang Hechuan glanced at the carriage, pondered for a moment, and said: "This time the demon saint wolf killed Jing, our Jing country is basically helpless. We are waiting for the results of the holy temples and Chen Sheng's edict. We are now recalling the officials from all over the country, and we will go to court tomorrow morning. will discuss this matter, and the first fifty of you Jinshi will hold a court meeting together outside the palace... Look at me, an old fool, you are different from them. You are now in the cabinet, and you should be ranked at the bottom of the third-rank officials. "Inside the palace."

Fang Yun was undecided. Although he had studied hard for many days, he had never personally experienced a cruel political struggle. It was not easy to express opinions casually in the court, especially when he was about to be officially canonized as a virtual saint, so he should be careful with his words. OK.

Zhao Hongzhuang snorted coldly and said: "This time the Demon Saint gives the order, the one who will be most happy is probably the traitor Zuo Xiang."

Fang Yun glanced at Zhao Hongzhuang. She was right. She had been worried about this.

The reason why Zuo Xiang Liushan's power swelled was not only because of his superb methods, but the most important thing was that Qing Guo and Zong Sheng stood behind him, and Jing Guo was in danger, and many officials had to surrender to Zuo Xiang for the future.

Liushan was suppressed by Fang Yun a few days ago, and its power was suddenly reduced to less than 40% of its original strength. However, the appearance of the Demon Holy Order was equivalent to cheering for the Left Prime Minister Party.

Caoman attacked Jingguo with all his strength, and the result was undoubtedly that Jingguo would be divided between Qingguo and Wuguo. No matter how loyal these officials were, they had to find a way out for the future.

Zuo Xiang, who was on good terms with Qing State, and King Kang, who was on good terms with Wu State, were the first choices. However, King Kang only promoted people and was a member of the royal family of Jing State. Once Jing State was destroyed, Wu State would not be able to attach too much importance to King Kang. However, Zuo Xiang had the reputation of a great Confucian. Zi, and has a close relationship with the Zongsheng of the Za family. Taking refuge with him will definitely occupy a place in the Qing Kingdom in the future.

"Jingguo... still has a glimmer of hope." Jiang Hechuan said.

Hearing this, Fang Yun sighed in his heart. Even the dignified Minister of Literature said such a thing. The future of Jingguo was too bleak.

"Do I have to watch Jingguo fall apart in a year?" Fang Yun thought.

Jiang Hechuan whispered: "I have already prepared for the fall of Jingguo, but the fall of Jingguo is just the beginning. I am afraid that the Zajia will use the fall of Jingguo as an excuse to change the tough strategy against the barbarians and use conciliatory means or even pay tribute like Guguo to win over the three barbarians. Of course, the premise is to force Langlu to leave Shengyuan Continent or kill him. I have read your "Six Kingdoms Theory". Although the situation of the six kingdoms and Qin is different from the present, the principle is the same!"

"I am worried about this too." Fang Yun was more and more unwilling. He had clearly written the "Six Kingdoms Theory" which was amazing. If there was enough time, he might be able to make Zajia give up the use of conciliatory means to unite with the barbarians. But now Caoman wants to destroy Jingguo. A year later, Jingguo will fall apart, and Guguo, which pays tribute, is still there. The "Six Kingdoms Theory" has lost its foundation.

Whether it was killing the two Barbarian Saints who resisted the alliance or attacking Jingguo with Langlu, it was in the interests of the Zajia and Zongsheng. Fang Yun even suspected that it was Zongsheng who was secretly pushing all this. If so, Zongsheng was too terrible, far more resourceful than imagined, and completely playing with Jingguo and Caoman in the palm of his hand.

Fang Yun felt a chill through his bones, but slowly clenched his hands.

"There is still a chance! As long as Jingguo still exists, there is a chance! I will prove with facts that Zongsheng, you are wrong!"

The carriage slowed down, and the driver outside the door whispered: "We are almost at the Plum Garden."