After Liu Shan became the Minister of Personnel, Hong Ming, the then magistrate of Hong County, not only built a stele for Liu Shan's good governance, but also built a shrine for Liu Shan at the foot of Tongshan Mountain in order to curry favor with Liu Shan, which marked the beginning of the establishment of shrines for Liu Shan. The next year, Hong Ming took office as the prefect of Qingwu Prefecture, and officials in Mizhou followed suit.
Later, Hong Ming became the governor of Mizhou, but was reported by Fang Yun and fell from power not long ago. He was taken away by the Criminal Hall at a medical and literary meeting and later exiled to Zhenyu Sea.
In ancient times, ancestral halls were originally built to commemorate the dead. After the Han Dynasty, ancestral halls could be built for the living, which were called living temples.
When Liu Shan was in power, there were many ancestral temples, especially in Mizhou, where there were ancestral temples in almost every county.
However, the ancestral temple closest to the capital is the one in Hong County.
Fang Yun knew that some people had guessed his purpose. He looked at the Liushan Shrine three miles away and said, "Since we are in Tongshan, there are two things we must do. The first is to pay tribute to the three thousand warriors of Tongshan, and the second is to see the first shrine of Lord Zuo Xiang."
One is "worship" and the other is "meet", and everyone can understand Fang Yun's meaning.
So Fang Yun took out incense paper and other things from the Yinjiangbei, and together with everyone else, he offered sacrifices to the three thousand warriors. After the sacrifice, they went to the famous Liushan No. 1 Ancestral Hall.
The crowd soon arrived in front of Liushan's ancestral temple. In front of the temple was an archway with four large characters on it: Gaoshan Jingxing.
The bailiffs guarding the place did not dare to stop them and allowed them to pass through the memorial archway and enter the courtyard from the main gate of the ancestral temple. Directly in front of them was the main hall of the ancestral temple. Inside the main hall was a statue of Liu Shan, and on the red doorposts on both sides stood a pair of couplets.
The utmost righteousness and benevolence are the ultimate in the universe.
He is both civil and military, and is always renewed with the sun and the moon.
Gao Yong frowned and said, "Such shameless talk is disgusting!"
"Once that person dies, I'm afraid someone will immediately destroy this shrine."
"It is said that the first couplet's 'Supreme Righteousness and Supreme Benevolence' was changed later. Someone actually wanted to write it as 'Supreme Saint and Supreme God'. Fortunately, Hong Ming is smart. If that were the case, it would have harmed Liu Shan. So it was changed to these two couplets."
"Even if they have reformed, it is disgusting. A treacherous person can never become a loyal minister!"
"However, Hong Ming has already died in the Prison Sea, so he deserved it."
"Okay, let's stop talking and listen to Fang Xusheng."
Everyone then stared at Fang Yun, but Fang Yun stared at the statue of Liu Shan. After looking at it for a long time, he said, "It is said that this statue of Liu Shan is made of cast iron?"
"Yes." one person answered.
"This couplet is really too much. He is just a university scholar, not even a virtual saint. How can he deserve such praise? It should be changed!"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, everyone secretly smacked their lips in surprise. Fang Yun was too cruel. Shengci is the ancestral hall for the living, and its status is similar to that of the ancestral halls commemorating ancestors. Fang Yun wanted to change the couplet, which was equivalent to cursing the ancestors of the clan. If someone killed Fang Yun for this, only one person would be sentenced to death, and no one else would be implicated. It would be useless for Fang Yun to be a virtual saint.
Everyone knew Fang Yun was well prepared and didn't want to delay. Zhao Hongzhuang was even more curious and asked, "Why don't you change it immediately, Your Highness Prince Ji?"
"good!"
Fang Yun was not polite at all, he spit out the True Dragon Ancient Sword, and shaved off the words in two strokes, then took a Wenbao brush in his hand, dipped it in ink, and waved it casually, and the power of the divine brush drove the brush forward.
The writing brush contained Fang Yun's literary power. The writing brush was like a knife, penetrating the wooden board and writing a couplet.
The green mountains are fortunate to bury the loyal bones.
White iron is innocent and can turn into a treacherous minister.
Fang Yun did not stop after he finished writing. He simply used the True Dragon Ancient Sword to erase the words on the plaque above the main hall and replaced them with four new words.
The sky is clear.
When the last stroke was completed, a cold breath gathered from the sky, and the vital energy in the area of hundreds of miles shook. It seemed as if an invisible force was condensing and taking shape in the sky.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, as if some force was influencing them and they might end up in death at any time.
"Is this... public resentment?" As the princess of Jing State, Zhao Hongzhuang was the first to realize this power.
Public grievances are a force that is opposed to public opinion.
"Look at the sky!"
When everyone looked closely, they saw that the sky was full of ghosts and many black shadows were flickering, followed by endless cursing and crying sounds spreading in all directions.
The voice was filled with a strange power, igniting the anger in everyone's heart.
"There seems to be something wrong with Liu Shan!"
Fang Yun looked at the statue of Liu Shan.
The statue of Liu Shan was originally wearing a blue university scholar's robe, but now, there are spots of rust on it, and the rust is spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, in just a few breaths, the entire Liushan cast iron statue was surrounded by rust.
At the same time, a black light flew out from Liushan's statue, overlapping with the ghost shadow in the sky, merging into an even darker light and disappearing into the sky.
"What's going on?" Gong Yangteng looked blankly in the direction where the black light disappeared.
Zhao Hongzhuang looked surprised and said, "That's the direction of Huang County. This black light will go to the Liushan Shrine in Huang County and defile it with the people's complaints. If I'm not mistaken, this dark light will fly to all the Liushan Shrines and defile them all."
"That's impossible! This shrine helps the people's popularity. Even if there is resentment, Liushan will not be affected by the shrine to suppress it. Now all the shrines have been desecrated, and in the end..."
Zhao Hongzhuang said slowly: "After this black light absorbs all the people's grievances, it will rush straight to the Left Prime Minister's Mansion! However, Liu Shan is a university scholar, he is not a trivial person, he is enough to resist, but the literary talent will inevitably be covered in dust."
Everyone was very happy.
"good!"
"Very good!"
"It's enough to make the Grand Secretary's literary talent be covered in dust!"
"Let's go back to Beijing!"
Fang Yun took one last look at Liushan Shrine and turned back.
Above Mizhou, a black light kept falling into the Liushan Shrine and then flying away, and all the iron statues of Liushan began to rust.
Finally, a mile-long black light flew straight to the capital.
Qingguo, the old residence of the Zong family.
A clear light rose up, and then a point of starlight dragged a tail about ten feet long and flew towards the capital of Jing State.
When the starlight flew over the Yangtze River, a sword light suddenly appeared, cut off the starlight, and then flew back to the Holy Academy.
The capital of Jing State, the residence of the Left Prime Minister.
Liu Shan looked at Ji Zhibai in front of him and said with a pleasant face: "I have said all the truths that need to be said. Although Fang Yun is strong, he is not invulnerable. Once he leaves Jingguo to cultivate in the Holy Academy, I will uproot his power and rebuild..."
Liu Shan's voice suddenly stopped, he looked towards the north and shouted, "Not good!"
Then a black light passed through the window like a poisonous snake and went straight into Liushan's Wen Palace.
"Teacher!" Ji Zhibai wanted to rush over, but he didn't know what was going on, so he could only watch anxiously.
At the same time, a large number of scholars in the capital looked at the Left Prime Minister's Mansion in confusion, while those with literary talent felt cold all over, not knowing why.
Ji Zhibai looked at Liu Shan nervously and saw that Liu Shan's face was in pain, with black smoke constantly coming out of his ears, nose, eyes and mouth, making him look like a ghost.
Not long after, Ji Zhibai heard a muffled sound in Liu Shan's mind.
"How could this be! My literary advisor!"
Liu Shan opened his eyes suddenly, his hair standing on end with rage, because he saw that not only was his literary talent covered in dust, it was even shaken, with a dark shadow on the surface. If he was not careful, he might stop here and never become a great scholar!
.(To be continued..)