It was not until the Voice of the Holy Way appeared that the Left Prime Minister's party understood why Liu Shan was so angry.
There is a river flowing outside the imperial palace, running through the capital from west to east. The west belongs to gold, so it is called the Jinshui River.
Opposite the main gate of the imperial palace is the Jinshui River, and now, a ten-foot-high dragon gate has emerged in the river.
The Jinshui River boiled instantly, and all the aquatic creatures swam desperately towards Longmen.
The holy sound leads the way to the Dragon Gate, and thousands of fish leap in competition.
Thick thunderclouds had originally gathered in the sky, and were slowly absorbing the power between heaven and earth that was related to the "Book of Filial Piety" and the second sage Zengzi. But now that the Voice of the Holy Way had come out, it not only strengthened the effect of "The Second Gift to My Old Mother at Liushan", but also strengthened the effect of the previous "The First Gift to My Mother at Liushan: The Cry of the Kind Crow".
The sound of the holy way formed by "Filial piety is the first of all virtues. Judging by the heart, not the deeds, there is no filial son in a poor family" caused a resonance between heaven and earth. The power that Zengzi left between heaven and earth quickly gathered directly above the capital.
Slowly, a vast and majestic aura gathered above the capital. No one could see what was above the dark clouds, but everyone felt as if there was a saint standing in the sky, a semi-saint who was condensed by the way of filial piety.
Men, women, young and old, inside and outside the capital, all looked up at the sky and sighed with emotion.
The poem "Second Gift to My Old Mother at Liushan" is very well written, which makes up for the lack of talent in the first poem. It adds a peculiar kind of grief and even anger to the great power of filial piety in the sky, making the thunder in the dark clouds even denser.
The members of the Zuo Xiang faction looked at Fang Yun with despair in their eyes. Fang Yun's move was too clever. He took one step at a time and did not give Liu Shan any chance.
Nowadays, the power of the Holy Way in the sky is highly condensed. As long as a little more effort is put in, it may form a substantial power of the Holy Way. By then, whether it is triggering the projection of "Book of Filial Piety" to punish Liushan, or giving birth to the arrival of Zengzi's thoughts, Liushan's Holy Way will inevitably be completely destroyed.
Only Zongsheng can save Liushan in this world, but that also means Zongsheng will pay a huge price.
The members of the Zuo Xiang Party were extremely conflicted at this moment. They clearly hoped that the Emperor would take action, but they were also afraid that the price he would pay would be too high and he would get hurt. But if the Emperor did not take action, then if Liu Shan could not hold on, his future would be ruined and the Zuo Xiang Party would be completely destroyed.
Some people noticed that Liu Shan's right hand moved slightly, but did not cause any changes. They guessed that Liu Shan tried to use the power of the Taoist to resolve the situation but failed.
Some great scholars looked at Liu Shan coldly. Although the sage granted Liu Shan the status of a Taoist priest, the power of a Taoist priest had many limitations. He could attack enemies that threatened his life, but he could not fight against the power of filial piety of the human race at the moment, and he could not break the rules in the literary competition.
It was Liu Shan himself who agreed to accept Fang Yun’s gift of poem!
"Okay."
Fang Yun stopped asking Liu Shan and flicked his hand, and the paper flew towards Liu Shan.
Everyone looked at the paper again, and with the same feeling as before, this page of poetry was also like a mountain, and it was even bigger than the previous one.
Liu Shan clenched his teeth, his cheeks bulged, veins on his forehead were exposed, his face was sallow, and he stretched out his arms, letting the second page of poetry fall on top of the first.
This time, everyone clearly saw that Liu Shan's arms dropped two inches heavily, causing his body to sway slightly and he almost fell because of his unstable standing.
Liu Shan's breathing became heavy, and his arms seemed to be holding two mountains instead of two pieces of paper.
His legs were slightly bent.
The arrogant Liu Xiang, the overbearing Liu Shan, the extremely powerful disciple of Zongsheng, and the grand scholar of the miscellaneous family could no longer stand up straight.
Liushan's legs were bent, but his neck was straight and his head was still held high.
"Mr. Liu..."
Several officials who had been following Liu Shan had red eyes and almost cried.
They had never seen Liu Shan so aggrieved. At this moment, it was even more embarrassing than taking off Fang Yun's boots.
That was a willingness to accept defeat, but this time, it was like an old dog in its twilight years.
At this moment, Liu Shan's eyes were extremely calm. Everyone could see an unrivaled will in his eyes, as if no one in the world could knock him down.
The legs are bent and the courage is straight, the hands are hanging down and the head is high.
Fang Yun smiled calmly, nodded slightly, and said: "Mr. Liu is very dignified. I admire you. Then, do you dare to take the third song?"
Everyone looked at Liu Shan.
When Liu Shan took up the second poem, the dark clouds over the capital began to spread rapidly in all directions. When Fang Yun opened his mouth, they had spread to the entire Jing Kingdom, and even the Qing Kingdom, Qi Kingdom and Wu Kingdom were affected.
In Chang County, 800 miles away from the capital, an eight-year-old child was whipping the woman in front of him with a bramble in his hand.
The middle-aged woman screamed in pain, but she only dared to block with her arms and did not dare to fight back.
The woman's body was covered with new and old wounds, and her face looked miserable.
After beating for a while, the middle-aged woman finally couldn't hold on any longer and cried, "My child, I am your mother, please stop beating me, stop beating me! Master, please come out and save me..."
The child beat her and cursed, "You bitch, I asked you to buy me a good inkstone from Mingbaozhai but you refused!"
"The inkstone you mentioned won't come down without seven hundred taels of silver. We are just a small family, what can we use to buy it?"
"My father said you had a dowry, so you just need to sell those gold and silver jewelry and then go to your parents' home to beg for some money! You refused to do that, no wonder my father called you a son of a bitch!" The child cursed and beat him.
At this time, a middle-aged man walked over slowly, coughed lightly, and said, "Yu'er, don't be rude to your mother."
The child continued to beat her while looking at his father and said, "My mother didn't even let me buy the inkstone. Do you think I should beat her? I should just beat her to death like you said. No, you said it would be better to let her go out and sell it."
When the child's father heard his child say this, he was not angry at all.
At this moment, the woman blocked it with force, and the cane flew out and landed on the child.
"Ah... Dad, she hit me!" the child yelled in tears.
The middle-aged man was furious. He took two quick steps and kicked the middle-aged woman in the face. The middle-aged woman screamed and fell to the ground, her head hitting the ground heavily. She was so scared that she burst into tears.
The middle-aged man kicked hard a few times, and the child followed suit, kicking and cursing.
At this moment, a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm suddenly fell from the sky and hit the woman directly.
The father and son were so scared that they stepped back hastily, looking at the middle-aged woman in surprise.
The woman suddenly stood up, ran to a nearby place, picked up a stick, and rushed towards the father and son.
The father and son were surprised to see that the woman's eyes were red and her expression was crazy.
The middle-aged man yelled angrily: "Bitch, put down the stick!"
"Dad, beat her to death. She actually dared to fight back. She simply disregarded the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues. She should be beaten to death...ah..."
Before the child could finish his words, the woman swung the stick and hit her son on the shoulder.
boom!
There seemed to be a huge force hidden inside the wooden stick. With just one hit, the child's shoulder bones and flesh were shattered, and his left arm could fall off at any time.
The middle-aged man was stunned with fear, and watched helplessly as his wife hit the child with four consecutive blows, completely breaking both shoulders and knees.
“Ah…” The child fell to the ground, screaming, blood splattering everywhere, his face was pale and in great pain.
"you… "
Before the middle-aged man could start to curse, the woman swung the wooden stick and hit him on the head and face, eventually beating her husband to pieces and killing him.
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