The little fox sat on the desk and looked at the paper curiously. It was just writing a word, why was Fang Yun so serious? Was he going to come up with an even more powerful poem
The little fox immediately widened his eyes and waited attentively.
Fang Yun's mind came to the famous poem "Song of Righteousness" by Wen Tianxiang, a famous politician, writer and poet in the Song Dynasty.
"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which is mixed and flowing. Below it is the rivers and mountains, above it is the sun and stars..."
All the words and punctuation marks in "Song of Righteousness" total 360. As they appeared in his mind one by one, Fang Yun's heart was excited and he slowly began to write.
sky.
After Fang Yun finished writing the last stroke of the character "天", nothing happened. He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to write the character "地".
The moment the word "earth" was written, Fang Yun suddenly felt his Wen Palace shaking slightly, and the stars in the Wen Palace sky also began to tremble.
Fang Yun frowned slightly and wrote the third word: Yes.
Fang Yun's body swayed and he hurriedly held onto the table with his left hand. A lot of sweat suddenly broke out all over his body. It seemed that all the strength in his body was drained away, and the talent in his literary palace quickly diminished like the fuse of a lit firecracker.
Without stopping, the words "天地有壹" appeared on the paper. Before the fourth word was finished, the three and a half words suddenly changed color, like golden words cast in gold, emitting dazzling golden light.
The golden light illuminates the whole house.
Nunu opened her mouth in surprise. She felt a majestic aura coming towards her from these words, which made her feel afraid instinctively, but she also felt that this power would not hurt her.
Fang Yun continued writing. When he was about to finish writing the character "正" (正) with the fifth stroke, he suddenly heard a loud noise that could kill a person, like a landslide or a collision of stars. Fang Yun saw stars, his body tilted, his hand loosened, and he could no longer hold the demon brush.
With a bang, the demon-killing pen fell on the table, and the three and a half golden characters suddenly ignited without fire, and the whole piece of paper was burned. Not only did it not burn the table and other things, it was even burned cleanly without leaving any ash.
Nunu didn't care about this strange phenomenon, but threw herself directly onto Fang Yun's legs, looked up at Fang Yun with concern, who was sweating profusely and had a sallow face. Her eyes became moist and she almost cried.
"Hmm? Hmm?" Nunu asked softly, resting his two front paws on Fang Yun's abdomen.
Fang Yun sat weakly on the chair, reached out and touched Nunu's head, and said, "It's okay, I'll take a nap."
Fang Yun climbed onto the bed with difficulty, closed his eyes and went to sleep, but he was constantly thinking in his mind.
"It seems that 'Song of Righteousness' is not just an ordinary masterpiece. The kind of strong, powerful, and boundless righteousness contained in the text is in perfect harmony with this world. Once I finish writing it, my reputation will probably soar. But I don't have the corresponding strength, so it's impossible for me to write it now."
"Mencius is the founder of the noble and righteous spirit. In the Mencius, Mencius once said, 'Nourish my noble and righteous spirit.' Gongsun Chou asked him what the noble and righteous spirit was, but he said, 'It is difficult to explain it clearly. It can be seen that his noble and righteous spirit was not perfect. However, the Song of Righteousness well explains the power of the noble and righteous spirit."
"Mencius's noble and upright spirit was not perfect, but he was able to be named the second sage. If it were perfect, how far would it go?"
"Confucius said to achieve benevolence, Mencius said to pursue righteousness."
"Confucius's 'benevolence' is the highest avenue, while Mencius's 'righteousness' is probably the strongest power. Benevolence and righteousness are like one, one is human wisdom, and the other is human power. It's just that Confucius created benevolence to perfection, so he became a sage, while Mencius's 'righteousness' lacked the key link, so Mencius can only be a second sage."
"Could it be that this "Song of Righteousness" is the key link to 'righteousness'?"
"Confucius cultivated the great way but did not cultivate strength to the extreme. If he had cultivated 'righteousness' to the extreme, would he have stepped into a higher position of learning? Besides 'benevolence' and 'righteousness', is there anything else that can be compared to them?"
Fang Yun was extremely excited. He didn't expect that he had a sudden inspiration and wrote three and a half words, and actually touched the edge of the supreme power in this world. Although it was just an edge, it was enough to see a clear direction.
"Although I wrote poems and lyrics before, I still felt unsteady. Now that I know the direction and what I should practice, I feel at ease."
"Confucius said to be a martyr, Mencius said to pursue justice, we must have both!"
Fang Yun's mind entered the Wen Palace.
The Wen Palace is three thousand feet long and wide, and is made up of huge bluestones, rough and primitive. Deep in the Wen Palace, there is a statue of Fang Yun, and in front of the statue is a person who has Fang Yun's mind concentrated, and he is exactly the same as the Fang Yun in reality.
Fang Yun discovered that due to the previous vibration, a few of the huge stones in the Wen Palace were slightly dislocated, but there were no cracks. They could be restored by reading for a few days.
Talent has not changed.
Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, looked up casually, and was stunned.
Originally, the center of the Wengong starry sky was filled with stars representing famous works, but now they have all been moved away, and in the center there is a vortex composed of countless glowing stardust. The vortex slowly rotates counterclockwise, forming a tremendous oppressive force.
"Isn't that a literary vortex? After becoming a scholar, you can form a literary vortex by worshipping in the holy temple, and then condense a literary talent. But why do I have a literary vortex now? Could it be related to the "Song of Righteousness"? Or is it because I accidentally understood the secret of "benevolence" and "righteousness"? "
Fang Yun thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up.
"Let's take it one step at a time. It should be a good thing that a literary talent appears in advance."
Fang Yun thought about this and fell asleep.
When "Song of Righteousness" spontaneously combusted, all the saints from the Shengyuan Continent, the three lands of the Barbarians, the four seas of the Dragon Clan, and the five realms of the Demon Clan all looked up at the sky.
Shengyuan Continent.
"The slight change in the trajectory of Wenquxing, is it a coincidence or will there be a big change? Is it a disaster or a blessing?"
Demon race.
"Perhaps this is a great opportunity for my demon race to enslave the human race!"
"I want to eat a half-saint!"
Barbarian.
"My barbarian tribe will definitely rule the Central Plains!"
"In this world, the Barbarians are supreme!"
Dragon clan.
"Just don't fall into the sea."
Fang Yun woke up after sleeping for an hour and felt particularly comfortable. He entered the Wen Palace and found that it had completely returned to normal, except that the stars in the Wen Palace were a little dimmer.
"It is mentioned in Chen Sheng's collection of works that the stars in the Wen Palace have the function of repairing and strengthening the Wen Palace, so the more famous works there are, the stronger the Wen Palace will be."
Fang Yun opened his eyes and found the little fox sitting in front of him, staring at him with bright eyes, with a serious look, like a puppy guarding its sick master.
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Thank you, Nunu. I am completely fine now."
Nunu looked suspicious, leaned over and sniffed gently, then grinned and stretched out her pink tongue to lick Fang Yun's face gently.
Fang Yun was also very happy and walked up to her and kissed her forehead.
The little fox blushed immediately, cried shyly, and whooshed into the bamboo basket, with its back to Fang Yun, but its constantly shaking tail revealed its happy mood.
Near noon, Fang Yun was still practicing calligraphy when Yang Yuhuan and Mrs. Jiang came back.
Yang Yuhuan gently pushed open Fang Yun's door and then gently closed it.
Fang Yun put the book on the table, stood up and looked at Yang Yuhuan.
Yang Yuhuan's eyes were very complicated, with emotion, shyness, worry, happiness, and a different kind of emotion that made Fang Yun feel itchy.
"Sister Yuhuan." Fang Yun said with a smile.
Yang Yuhuan stared into Fang Yun's eyes and asked, "How could you be willing to transfer such a valuable house to me?"
"Then how can you bear to waste your life on me?" Fang Yun asked.
"I... I'm your child bride." Yang Yuhuan's pretty face flushed, and a hint of charm flashed in her eyes.
"I'm your future husband. What's the problem with giving you something? This is what I should do."
"But...but I think you are so good to me." Yang Yuhuan looked at Fang Yun with emotion.
Fang Yun held Yang Yuhuan's hand and whispered, "Even if I were 10,000 times better, I wouldn't be as good to me as you are. This is just the beginning, I will be twice as good to you in the future."
"Yeah." Yang Yuhuan quickly pulled her hand away, embarrassed to let Fang Yun hold it.
Fang Yun reached out and touched the phoenix hairpin on Yang Yuhuan's head and asked, "Is this given to you by Aunt Fang? It's beautiful, but you are more beautiful."
Yang Yuhuan blushed and said, "Yes, it was given to me by Aunt Fang."
"You are so beautiful, so wear more jewelry in the future. Just buy whatever you want. You don't need to tell me. You are half the owner of our Fang family, do you understand?"
"I understand." Yang Yuhuan was more and more moved. She had always been afraid that Fang Yun would not value her after he became successful, but it turned out that he treated her better and valued her more than before.
Fang Yun asked: "How about the house?"
Yang Yuhuan smiled shyly and said, "I don't quite understand, I just think it's so big. My aunt took people to look around inside and outside, and they all said it was good, saying that only wealthy and prestigious families would live in such a house. She also said that we don't have enough manpower at home, so she will send some maids or servants from Fang Mansion, otherwise such a big yard will be too deserted. She also said that she would ask Aunt Jiang to go to your hometown in Ji County to find some people you know, because you can always trust your own people rather than outsiders."
Fang Yun nodded and said, "In the future, when there are more people and you don't need to do housework, you can visit your aunt more often and learn from her how to manage a large family."
"Yes. By the way, my aunt said that my uncle sent her a letter yesterday, asking her to pick some reliable veterans and have them come to our house, and let you choose a few to be your personal attendants."
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Uncle is really kind-hearted. In fact, it would be enough to find an ordinary veteran. He even found a veteran who was a student. I am just a student. Uncle is not that careful. It must be Aunt's idea. Then I will wait at home and pick two when the time comes. There is no need to pick more. When will the house be ready for people to live in?"
"I think we can move in today, but my aunt is a bit picky and said she'll have someone clean up for three days."
"Then wait three days. I just want to pretend to be sick for three days."
"Okay. I'm going to cook." Yang Yuhuan turned and left.
Nunu quietly walked to Fang Yun's feet, grabbed Fang Yun's trouser leg and moved it.
Fang Yun lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Oh oh!" Nunu pointed to the bamboo basket where he lived, then used his two front legs to make a gesture as if he was holding something and spread them to both sides like human arms.
Fang Yun asked: "Do you want to live in a bigger place?"
"Oh oh!" Nunu nodded excitedly, put his two paws together as if begging, and his furry tail kept shaking.
"That house is very big. How about I give you a separate room?" Fang Yun asked.
Nunu was so moved that she jumped up, hugged Fang Yun's neck, and kissed him hard on the face.