All the civil and military officials in the court looked at Fang Yun in confusion, still unable to understand why the head of the Kong family invited Fang Yun.
This matter is so huge that it is beyond everyone's understanding.
Even if the head of the Kong family wanted to invite Yi Zhishi, the most he could do was send a letter privately. Normally, he would only ask the great scholar of the Kong family to come and invite him.
When a Semi-Saint opens his mouth, it can influence the entire world.
The holy aura of the Confucius Temple still stands tall and has not dissipated, illuminating the world together with the ancestral stele.
Everyone looked at Fang Yun. No matter how dumb they were, they understood that the head of the Kong family was trying to obstruct the patriarch.
The last time the head of the Kong family visited Zongsheng, it was because Zongsheng had planted a spy in the Kongsheng literary world. If the head of the Kong family did not seek justice, the Kong family would not be worthy of being the number one family in a thousand years.
But this time it is unacceptable anyway. Is it worth the Kong family to step in just to pay respect to the ancestral monument
Even if the sage shattered Zengzi's thoughts, it would not be worth it for the head of the Kong family to step in.
Many scholars looked at Fang Yun, speechless. Yes, filial piety has always been advocated by Confucius and the human race. It is filial piety that makes the human race particularly united and avoids losing strength under the siege of foreign enemies. However, it is hard to imagine that the head of the Kong family would do it personally.
What is the hidden relationship between the Kong family and Fang Yun
Some great scholars observed Fang Yun carefully and found that Fang Yun seemed a little confused and did not seem to understand why the head of the Kong family took action.
Although Fang Yun accepted the invitation from the head of the Kong family, he was still thinking in his heart. The only thing related to this matter was that Kong Delun had sent a letter before, asking him to go to the Kong family before going to the Burial Valley. Although he didn't know what to do, it shouldn't be a bad thing. Today, the head of the Kong family invited him again, which was obviously unnecessary. It must be to help him and stop Zongsheng.
Fang Yun’s mind took a look at the pure white holy energy that was rushing straight into the sky from Kong Cheng, then turned to look at Liu Shan.
Sweat slowly began to drip down Liu Shan's forehead.
The left-wing party members looked pale.
An old subordinate of Liu Shan was distraught and murmured, "No, the patriarch will never give up the one who holds the Dao, never. If the one who holds the Dao is gone, his Dao will be incomplete, and it will be almost impossible for him to be promoted to the sub-saint. Lord Liu will be fine, he will be fine..."
The rest of the Left Prime Minister's party members said nothing, but just listened quietly, feeling sad.
"It's good to meet you, Liu Xiang!"
Fang Yun's voice was decisive, like thunder and drum, and then he bent his fingers, trying to flick the paper towards Liu Shan.
At the same time, everyone in the palace felt a tremendous force like the sky and the sea slowly pressing down, which could raze the entire capital to the ground at any time.
Just when Fang Yun was about to play "Three Gifts to Liu Shan: The Wandering Son's Song" to Liu Shan, Liu Shan suddenly withdrew his arms.
The two pages of poems, "A Gift to Liushan: The Cry of the Kind Crow" and "A Gift to Liushan: Farewell to My Old Mother", fell lightly, with no sign of the strength that could make Liushan's arms bend.
The text ends with Zhu Gong killing his son.
Liu Shan took off the official seal from his waist, held it up with both hands and handed it to King Jing, saying in a clear voice: "I, Liu Shan, request to return to my hometown to observe mourning for three years because my mother passed away. I hope Your Majesty will consider my filial piety and fulfill my wish."
Jingjun was still lying on the empress dowager's lap. He was so frightened when he heard Liu Shan's sudden shout that he didn't know what to do. After several breaths, he hurried back to the dragon throne, kept wiping the sweat off his face, glanced at Fang Yun, and finally looked at Jiang Hechuan with a pleading look.
Although Jing Jun worships Fang Yun as his mentor, Jiang Hechuan will teach him personally every once in a while.
After three breaths, Jing Jun's expression straightened up, and he said loudly in a childish voice: "Permission granted."
Several officials rolled their eyes, a few almost laughed out loud, and the rest had strange looks on their faces.
Logically speaking, if an important official like Liu Shan had to return to his hometown to mourn his father, even if the king wanted him to leave, he would pretend to be affectionate once or twice, saying that the country needed Liu Shan, and would use an angry attitude to think that Liu Shan was disloyal and so on. Only after Liu Shan begged repeatedly would the king agree.
But Jingjun was so good that he just said "approved" without even saying a polite word. If it were any other time, he would probably have angered a senior official to death.
The left-wing faction members behind Liu Shan felt as if they had lost their parents and the sky had fallen. Their eyes were dull and their bodies were shaking, like walking corpses.
There is no doubt that as long as Liu Shan walks out of the Golden Palace, all officials of the Left Prime Minister's Party will be exiled to a cold government office at best, stripped of their official positions at worst, and the worst offenders may even face imprisonment.
There is no doubt that no matter whether Liu Shan can come back in three years, Jingguo will inevitably launch a brutal purge to eradicate Liu Shan's power.
However, none of the Left Prime Minister's party members blamed Liu Shan, because this was Liu Shan's only choice. Once Fang Yun ejected the third page of poetry, Liu Shan would definitely not be able to catch it. Not only would he suffer severe physical injuries, but Wen Gong would also inevitably be sealed by the Filial Piety Ancestral Monument. At the very least, his literary courage would be shattered, and at worst, Wen Gong would collapse and die in the court.
Now, Liu Shan has admitted defeat and given up fighting Fang Yun, so the ancestral monument and Fang Yun’s power will no longer continue to attack Liu Shan.
Fang Yun glanced at Liu Shan, stretched out his hand, and the two pages of poetry that fell on the ground flew back into his hand.
The three poems stacked together and suspended in the air, witnessing what happened in the court today.
The light in the sky gradually dissipated and finally disappeared along with the ancestral monument.
Liu Shan handed the official seal and tablet to the eunuch, turned around, and slowly walked out.
Liu Shan remained calm and walked steadily, as if he was leaving court as usual, without the slightest sign of abnormality.
Everyone looked at his back. This figure had always been extremely tall under the gate of the Golden Throne Hall and the sky, but now, with every step he took, it seemed to shrink and become smaller and smaller.
No one laughed at him, no one ridiculed him, even those who hated him the most just watched silently.
An era has ended.
The moment Liu Shan stepped out of the Golden Palace gate, his body shook, and then everyone heard a crisp but subtle sound.
Liu Shan's hair crown fell off, and his silver hair fluttered in the wind, dancing with his clothes.
Liu Shan was unaware and continued moving forward.
Bang, bang, bang…
The wooden door frames of the Golden Throne Hall exploded one after another, and wood chips flew everywhere.
Everyone was stunned, and then sighed.
The left-wing party members burst into tears.
Although Liu Shan's body had not cracked, the sound indicated that a slight crack had already appeared.
The door frame was flying around, which meant that Liu Shan could no longer control his own strength at that time.
Wherever Liu Shan passed, the stone slabs cracked and the guards on both sides vomited blood and flew backwards.
Ten steps later, Liu Shan's boots exploded and splattered.
From beginning to end, Liu Shan seemed unaware of anything, walking barefoot and slowly moving forward.
The sun sets in the west, the sky is filled with rosy clouds, and silver hair is flying on the long road.
Twelve years passed in one day, I held the holy way in the Golden Palace. But I woke up in the dream and frightened people in the alley, my gray hair fell to the sky.
There was silence in the Golden Throne Hall until the man in green disappeared in the palace, and then everyone came to their senses.
Everyone looked at Fang Yun, whether on both sides of the court or on the dragon throne.
At this moment, there is no king or prime minister in Jing Kingdom, only Fang Yun.
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