Jingguo, Gongyang Family.
"Family Head, Gongyang Xun went to Kongcheng to make things difficult for Fang Yun. He failed and was banished to the Ancient Barren City. However, Gongyang Xun is still a member of the Gongyang Family. If we save Fang Yun now … "
"Uncle, you're wrong. Fang Yun is not only the Fang Yun of Jingguo, but also the Fang Yun of the human race! If Fang Yun had a feud with the Gongyang Family, we could have saved him. However, it's just a personal feud. We have to save him! I'm willing to give up all the rewards that belong to me in exchange for saving Fang Yun. "
"Ridiculous! You … "
"Shut up! I only have one question. If the Ancestor were still alive, would we save him? "
Everyone was silent.
Half-saint Gongyang Gao wrote the Spring and Autumn Annals of Gongyang. When he explained the Spring and Autumn Annals, he comprehended his own Holy Path. His Holy Path was to prioritize the human race.
If Gongyang Gao were here, he would definitely help.
Gyeongo, Xun Family.
The three generations of the old, middle-aged, and young gathered together.
Everyone looked tired. The Xun Family quarreled for an entire day and night in order to save Fang Yun.
"Should we help or not?"
"Family Head is seriously ill. I'm the eldest son. Naturally, I'll listen to my words and help."
"Although there's an order in seniority, when it comes to the conflict between the Xun Family and the two countries, reason should come first."
At this moment, a weak and old voice echoed in the hall.
"Save Fang Yun in order to not disgrace our ancestors!"
"Family Head!"
"Father …"
Everyone stood up together and saw a robust servant slowly pushing a wheelchair towards them from outside the door …
Lei family.
"Hmph, Fang Yun is really stupid. If he was on good terms with the Lei family, he would've used the Ancestor Lei's relic today. If he could trigger the power of the Ancestor Dragon, he might be saved! "
"We're just the Xusheng Family. We can only be considered a wealthy family. We don't have the power to save Fang Yun. Let's just watch. "
"I heard that Yuan Ding was slapped twice by Li Wenying!"
"The Lei family will remember this grudge for now! If I have the chance, I will definitely repay you tenfold. "
"Fortunately, Fang Yun is about to die. If we allow him to continue growing, our Lei family will definitely become a laughing stock. Only the Lightning Ancestor's relic can suppress it. "
"He's just a dead man, so there's no need to bicker with him. Once he's dead, order the youngsters to put down their hatred and learn his war poems."
"Sigh …"
The head of the Lei family let out a long sigh and remained silent.
At the Sun Clan.
"Should I use just one chapter or the entire Sun Tzu's Art of War?"
"The whole thing."
"But … Sun Tzu's Art of War is the most valuable treasure of the military. Its killing power is not inferior to that of Quasi Sage Wen Bao. We have to reduce the lifespan of a great scholar by twenty years. "
"The benefits that the descendants of the Sun Family have gained from Fang Yun can't be exchanged for twenty years of the life of a great scholar?"
"Patriarch is right."
"Just take it as a farewell for him …"
…
After the appearance of the God's Punishment Spear, the dozens of aristocratic families of the human race went all out. Most of the aristocratic families had already started preparing, so everything was not rushed.
The outside world was already turned upside down, but Fang Yun, who was in the examination room, was completely unaware.
After thinking for a long time, Fang Yun finally dipped the brush in ink and slowly wrote.
Epang Palace Poem.
When the six kings are complete, the four seas are one. When Mount Shu starts, Epang comes out. Covers more than three hundred miles, isolates the sun and the sky. Mount Li's North is bent to the West. Goes straight to Xianyang …
… Stars are glittering, the makeup mirror is open; green clouds are chaotic, the morning maid is combed; Wei's flow is greasy, the rouge water is discarded …
… Yan and Zhao's collection, Han and Wei's management, Qi and Chu's elites …
… The people of Qin have no time to mourn, but the descendants mourn; the descendants mourn but do not reflect, but also make the descendants mourn for the descendants.
After Fang Yun wrote the first sentence, "The six kings are complete," the energy appeared on the paper. An invisible force descended, isolating Fang Yun from the other examinees in the examination room. This was to prevent the phenomenon from affecting the other examinees. However, it did not affect the power of the phenomenon outside the examination room.
While Fang Yun was writing, the examiners outside the examination room and all the scholars in the capital turned their heads to look at the examination room. Many of them were delighted.
"The surge of the energy is so intense, it's at least a national poem!"
"I'm afraid it's Fang Zhenguo's masterpiece again."
"Wait, the aura of talent is still rising. Wait a little longer …"
Epang Palace Poem was a famous poem by Du Mu, and Du Mu and Li Shangyin were known as "Little Li Du" among the poets. In terms of poetic talent, Du Mu was not as good as Li Shangyin, the top poet of the late Tang Dynasty. However, Du Mu's poems praised and criticized the current political situation, and his concern for the country and the people surpassed Li Shangyin.
Du Mu was not only a famous poet and essayist of the Tang Dynasty, but he was also a military theorist. He had written notes for Sun Tzu's The Art of War, and was one of the three famous scholars who wrote notes for Sun Tzu's The Art of War, along with the real military strategist Cao Cao.
This Epang Palace Poem not only contained the feelings of a poet, it also contained the knowledge of a military theorist, and the heart of an official who worried about the country and the people.
This essay first described the magnificence of Epang Palace, then the extravagance of the people in the palace. The third paragraph began to discuss the mistakes of the Qin Dynasty, and the last paragraph expressed his own point of view, love for the people. He also used this to warn the rulers of the time and future generations not to only care about their own pleasure and neglect the people of the world, or else they would inevitably repeat the same mistakes.
Epang Palace Poem was closely related to the theme of "the fall of the Qin Dynasty", expounding the idea of "abstaining from arrogance and extravagance, diligent in governance and love for the people". It was a rare prose style, and in the evaluation of later generations, it even surpassed the works of the four great poets of the Han Dynasty.
Just a few decades after Epang Palace Poem was written, the Great Tang collapsed.
When Fang Yun finished writing the first three paragraphs, the paper quietly floated into the air, forming a strange phenomenon.
After Fang Yun finished writing the last line, "Later generations mourn but do not reflect on it, and also make later generations mourn for it." After finishing the finishing touch, a round and smooth voice began to recite the Epang Palace Ode. It formed a second vision, and the voice spread for thousands of li.
Everyone within ten thousand li put down what they were doing and quietly listened. Even those who could not read treated it with respect.
Left Minister Mount Liu was originally sitting in his study, reading with Ji Zhibai across from him, quietly waiting for the result of the Moon Tree Divine Punishment.
But after the voice of Epang Palace Poem spread for ten thousand li, Mount Liu softly sighed and slowly stood up.
In the end, Mount Liu was still a scholar.
Ji Zhibai also hurriedly stood up. Although he was extremely unwilling, he understood that he had to stand up.
"Another World Poem," Ji Zhibai softly muttered.
Mount Liu slowly said, "Truly worthy of Fang Zhenguo. You can already see the calamity of the great clans. Even if there are demons and barbarians, the accumulated abuses of the aristocratic families over the years are still difficult to correct. Although there is no limit to their wealth, they can still be said to be extravagant. This civilization refers to the Qin Dynasty, but it refers to a small number of aristocratic families. "
Ji Zhibai said in his heart, "Of course." The first to bear the brunt was the Meng Clan. The Meng Clan had been tyrannical in the past few years, robbing the treasures of the aristocratic families. But now, they were forced to hand over all their loot, and their power was withdrawn. As for the other aristocratic families, although they were not as excessive as the Meng Clan, they also had many unruly and arrogant children, but no one could control them.
Ji Zhibai said, "He said that he 'loves the people', and also warned the aristocratic families to cherish the children of humble families. I'm afraid. He also complained that the aristocratic families did not try their best to save him. "
"You are gauging the heart of a gentleman with the yardstick of a villain. There is regret, sorrow, and even ridicule in this poem, but there is no complaint. "
"Teacher is right."
Suddenly, sighs came from the sky, and a few of them even had the sound of crying.
"Not good!" Mount Liu's expression changed greatly. He reached out and took out a piece of golden Great Confucian True Writing from the Lake Shell. He hurriedly injected his qi, and the golden light of the Great Confucian True Writing enveloped the entire room.
Ji Zhibai's face was pale, and he said in surprise, "Um … teacher. Is this the legendary phenomenon 'the lamentation of the people'? "
Mount Liu nodded calmly, but he could not say anything.
"Then …" Ji Zhibai did not dare to continue, and he nervously pricked up his ears.
Yuan Manor. The Left Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Yuan Su, was pacing back and forth in the study, deeply worried. He had been imprisoned today, and the Overwatch Council and the Ministry of Justice were working together to thoroughly investigate. Once there was a result, he would be brought to court.
"If I had known this would happen, I would not have sent Fang Yun to Tiger Prison! Even if he had been sent to an ordinary prison, it would not have been to this extent! Unfortunately … huh? 'Ode to Epang Palace'? A phenomenon that spread throughout the world? Other than Fang Yun, no one else could have done it. "
Yuan Su quietly listened. The more he listened, the more regretful he felt, until the lamentation of the people rang out.
"It's over …" Yuan Su's face suddenly became pale. He instinctively used the power of his official seal, literary treasure, literary courage, and all other powers to protect himself. But. The sighs passed through all of his protective powers, into his ears, into his literary palace, and into his soul.
"Ah … why did you rely on the Left Prime Minister and the Zong family, and sell your scenery for glory?"
"Ah … why did you torture me into confessing?"
"Ah … why did you …"
The sighs carried questions, and they were like sharp swords stabbing into Yuan Su's heart.
The lamentation of the people was hundreds of millions of people pointing at Yuan Su's back and cursing him.
"I was wrong! Fang Yun, I was wrong! Please forgive me! I confess! Don't sigh anymore … "Yuan Su suddenly roared with his tongue like spring thunder.
Yuan Su was a Hanlin, and when he used his tongue like spring thunder, his voice could travel a thousand miles.
Everyone within a thousand miles of the capital heard Yuan Su's scream.
Then, a crisp sound like porcelain breaking rang out.
In the study, Yuan Su's literary courage let out a crisp sound, and then his head exploded with a bang.
The sound of Hanlin breaking literary courage could travel three thousand miles.
Not only Yuan Su's study, but outside the study, and in the inner court, the sound of Hanlin's literary courage shattering could be heard.
Pa …
Pa …
In just a few breaths, there were three sounds of literary courage shattering, and the sound could travel three thousand miles.
The Left Prime Minister's party lost three Hanlin members.
Then, the sound of nineteen Jinshi's literary courage shattering and fifty-three High Scholar's literary courage shattering could be heard.
Without exception, these people were either from the Left Prime Minister's party, or the Sangfroid's party, or spies from other countries hiding in Jingguo.
There were so many people whose literary courage was shattered, but there were even more whose literary courage was damaged.
In the Left Prime Minister's residence, Ji Zhibai gritted his teeth and cursed, "Fang Yun is such a big disaster! He dragged people down with him even before he died! "
Mount Liu slowly sat back in his chair, his heart in a daze. This blow was too great. At least a third of the most loyal members of his party had their literary courage completely shattered, and at least half of the ordinary members of his party would be disillusioned because of this!
If not for the Zong Sheng behind him, the power that he had painstakingly built over decades would have been destroyed like Epang Palace.
"Luckily, the Zong Sheng is still around. Luckily, he won't live for long. Luckily, luckily … "
The Left Prime Minister suddenly felt extremely tired. (To be continued)
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