The Path of the Sage

Chapter 1754: Peace in the World

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Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the dragon of the Yangtze River, which was hundreds of thousands of miles long, began to slowly coil its body, and the huge body of river water swam gently like a long snake or a giant python.

Soon, a huge dragon from the Yangtze River coiled in the sky, even blocking the light of Wenquxing and the moon, covering the earth like dark clouds in the sky.

The eyes of the Yangtze River Dragon are two black water whirlpools.

When the dragon of the Yangtze River swept across the earth and passed over Yueyang Tower, everyone was shocked and afraid.

Everyone felt that the dragon of the Yangtze River was looking at them, and they were extremely frightened. Many children and elderly people in Baling City were frightened and cried.

"hold head high… "

The Yangtze River Dragon suddenly faced the Yangtze River's estuary, which had been flooded with seawater, so that the Jiaosheng Palace was still submerged in water.

Suddenly, beautiful waves rose slowly from the water, and the maids of the Jiaosheng Palace, including clam girls, eel girls, carp girls, etc., who were very beautiful even to humans, surfaced.

Soon, tens of thousands of banshees were standing on the water, stepping on the white waves.

Some knowledgeable and educated people have already realized that after the banshee appears, the Dragon Saint will surface.

This time, I'm afraid it's not just a river patrol, but also a sky patrol on a dragon!

Fang Yun looked at the banshees at the mouth of the Yangtze River, then looked at the huge Yangtze River dragon in the sky. He sighed lightly and picked up his pen to write.

"I saw the beauty of Baling in Dongting Lake. It embraces the distant mountains and swallows the Yangtze River. It is vast and boundless. It is sunny in the morning and cloudy in the evening, and it is full of wonders. This is the grand view of Yueyang Tower, which has been described by the predecessors. However, it connects Wu Gorge in the north and Xiaoxiang in the south. Many migrants and poets gather here. Wouldn't their feelings when viewing the scenery be different?"

After reading the first paragraph of "Yueyang Tower Inscription", the eyes of many scholars who used official seals to suspend their spiritual thoughts brightened.

Even Yi Zhishi, who had never participated in the literary discussions, raised his head slightly.

Lei Tingzhen finally looked at Fang Yun and nodded slightly, as if praising Fang Yun, but then a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The guests of Wenyou Restaurant gathered together. After seeing the first paragraph, some of them immediately shared it with everyone, and then someone explained it.

"Fang Xusheng is really amazing. He sketched the scenery outside Baling City with just a few strokes. It is magnificent and magnificent. However, he changed the subject later and stopped describing the scenery. Instead, he speculated whether different people would have different feelings when they came here."

"The following text is either general or exceptionally insightful."

"This opening is excellent for ordinary readers, but for Fang Xusheng, it can only be said to be mediocre."

Afterwards, Fang Yun continued writing.

"When the rain is heavy and the moon is not out, the wind is howling, the waves are surging; the sun and stars are hidden, the mountains are invisible; merchants and travelers cannot travel, masts and oars are broken; at dusk, tigers roar and monkeys cry. When I climb this tower, I feel homesick, worried about slander and fear of ridicule, and everything is bleak and sad."

Many people fell into deep thought after reading it, because there is nothing special about this paragraph. It simply says that if someone comes here when the weather is bad, they will inevitably be affected by the bad weather, will miss their hometown and relatives, will be afraid of being attacked, and therefore feel sad.

"Only the writing has its merits, the rest is mediocre." Zong Wuyuan snorted coldly and began to criticize.

"Brother Zong is right. I will stop reading this article here. There is no need to read any further." Ge Yiming echoed.

Fang Yun continued to write the third paragraph.

"In spring, when the weather is warm and the waves are calm, the sky is blue and boundless, seagulls fly and fish swim, and the shore is covered with lush green reeds and orchids. When the smoke clears, the moon shines brightly, the floating lights sparkle, the still shadows sink into the jade, and the fishermen sing to each other, what a joy this is! When I climb this tower, I feel relaxed and happy, forgetting all honors and disgraces, drinking wine in the breeze, and feeling extremely happy."

After Fang Yun finished writing this paragraph, many readers couldn't help but nod their heads slightly.

"As expected of Fang Xusheng, his writing is really powerful, especially the contrast with the previous paragraph. When I read this paragraph again, I feel that every word is pleasing to the eye, and it leaves a sweet taste in my mouth. My mood also becomes better. This is the power of words."

"The text in this paragraph is more exquisite and far better than the previous one."

"No, no, no, if you only dwell on the words, you are underestimating Fang Xusheng. After reading this third paragraph, I finally understood that Fang Xusheng was not describing the scenery at all. Everything he did was directed to the heart."

"It's a pity that it's too far away, so I can't use the official seal to check the talent of this article. Logically, this article should have reached the government at least by now."

"Yes, so far, Mingzhou has not arrived. After all, articles are different from poems. Articles focus on meaning rather than form. No matter how good the text is, if the meaning is not high and it cannot stand on its own, the talent will be greatly reduced and become dregs."

Fang Yun is a virtual saint. When everyone judges Fang Yun, they will unconsciously use higher standards, or even the highest standards.

After a brief discussion, they continued to watch Fang Yun write slowly.

"Alas! I have tried to understand the hearts of the ancient benevolent men, and I find them different from the two. Why? They are not happy with things, nor sad with themselves!"

After the words "Do not be happy with things, do not be sad with yourself" were written, everyone who saw this sentence felt the heaven and earth shake and looked at Fang Yun in disbelief, but many people then showed relief.

"Only Fang Xusheng can be so terrifying. The first paragraph turns the scene into emotion, the second paragraph writes sadness, and the third paragraph writes joy. I thought it was just a discussion of the first paragraph before, but when I saw this, I suddenly realized that the previous and the next paragraphs are connected, the intention is straight to the point, and the high-level building is taken as the finishing touch. 'Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself' is the finishing touch!"

“Do not be happy with things, and do not be sad with yourself. This is a concise and concise statement that fully expresses the essence of the ancient sages. If you chew on it again and again, you will find it very enjoyable.”

"Yes, yes, this is really an excellent sentence."

"Shh... Don't say anything yet. Wait until Fang Xusheng finishes writing before you can appreciate and comment on it together. Fang Xusheng obviously hasn't finished writing yet."

Ordinary readers only paid attention to the article itself. However, after Fang Yun wrote "Do not be happy with things, do not be sad with yourself", almost all the great scholars and a few university scholars raised their heads, looked up at the sky, and then looked at Fang Yun in confusion.

They felt that there was a change in the vital energy of heaven and earth, but because the article was not completed, no one could say anything.

As for the Zong and Lei families and the great scholars of Qing State, they suddenly felt uneasy. It was not because they saw through something, but because the power of the great scholars made them more sensitive to the crisis.

Millions of people watched Fang Yun until he finished writing the whole article.

"If you are in a high position in the government, you will worry about the people; if you are in a remote place, you will worry about your ruler. So you will worry if you advance, and you will worry if you retreat. So when will you be happy? It must be said that "you will worry before the world worries, and you will be happy after the world is happy"? "

After writing "I worry about the world before I worry about myself, and I am happy after the world is happy about myself", Fang Yun put down his pen, and three powerful and loud voices rang out in the sky at the same time.

"Not pleased, not to have compassion!"

"If you are in a high position in government, you will worry about the people; if you are far away in the countryside, you will worry about your ruler!"

“Before you worry about the world, be happy after the world is happy!”

Thunder roared in the quiet night.

"The triple... voice of the Holy Way?" Zong Wuyuan couldn't believe it.

Several great scholars looked into the distance in horror.

The sound spreads ten thousand miles!

"Articles bring peace to the world!" Jiang Hechuan looked at Fang Yun, muttered to himself, with an expression of joy that was hard to conceal on his face.

The sky is shining brightly, and a hundred times more starlight is pouring down like a silver waterfall, flowing in the sky.

At the mouth of the Yangtze River, two huge horns emerged from the water and rose slowly.

On both sides of the Yangtze River, statues moved slightly.

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