The meaning of the name justice can be shortened to the measure of justice, that is, the person is born and exists in the society, which actually controls the standard of right and wrong in the world.

This old scholar is justice, and he is the judge of justice.

He says what is right, then what is right, says it is wrong, it is wrong; Whoever is evil, no matter how good and upright he is, is a sin and a damned villain.........

With such a name, explanation and identity introduction, although Zhao Yue's heart is big enough and his knowledge is broad enough, he can't help but be stunned when he hears it.

He vaguely remembered that in ancient Western mythology, there seemed to be such a powerful god representing justice and light, specializing in the judgment and punishment of good and evil in the world. It's just that he can't remember the specific name, and he can't remember it for a while, but he vaguely feels that it seems to be the son or daughter of the main god Zeus or something.

Giving such a meaningful name to their children, such parents are placing deep and beautiful wishes and blessings on their children, and how high and bright their expectations are........

But when he looked at the solemn and serious expression of the old gentleman in front of him, the eyes full of fierce fighting passion and insidiousness prompted by the extreme desire for worldly fame and fortune, Zhao Yue couldn't help but feel sick again: this person has to be shameless to be so calm to let the sycophants around him introduce and boast about him so calmly, and really deserve to think that he is a great and awe-inspiring glorious person like the God of Justice in the world.......

The talking eyes expose the dirty ideological realm and the degree of desire and greed, so no matter how much this old guy is full of justice and fairness at the moment, his words and deeds vividly demonstrate what it means to be full of social righteousness and positive energy, and he can't hide his hypocrisy, arrogance, greed, shamelessness, and viciousness........ Essence. The more he behaves uprightly, nobly, what he says is right, and what he judges is fair and correct, the more it shows that he has become shameless.......

This old guy may have represented justice in the past, stood on the moral high ground and sprayed too many people, had too many glorious history and a brilliant record of being undefeated with a thick face, and was accustomed to thinking that he was worthy of the name "righteousness, fairness, and degree", and now he can be this performance.......

This is probably the most shameless person, right?

What he's best at and best at is being shameless, right?

The desire for profit is so strong that I don't know what shame is, and I don't want to be b-faced at all.

I'm afraid that this person is no longer a matter of how cheeky he is, but that he regards the sky as his own face, which cannot be pierced, is not afraid of scolding, and has become a saint and a god.

Zhao Yue couldn't help but open the gap between the mouth of the mask, exposed his mouth, and snorted to the ground, and the nausea surging in his chest eased slightly.

After calming down his churning mind for a while, Zhao Yue looked at the old gentleman's high-spirited and confident spirit, ready to enter this squirting mode show perfectly, and looked at the old man's shame and anger that instantly exploded because of his snort....... The old man's blood was open, his small eyes were shining, his mouth opened unconsciously, revealing Sensen's big teeth, his neck was stalked, his fists were clenched and clenched........ This is the invincible squirting and squirting small universe about to break out, he couldn't help but laugh again.

Confucianism rose and entered the prosperous capital of the Song Dynasty, and it was really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!

Not only is there a famous and ugly doctor like Geng Nanzhong who is amazing, despised, and laughed at so much that he loses his teeth, but there is also such a best supporting role that is not well known, but his ability is not inferior to Geng Nanzhong.

Think about it too.

If there weren't enough of the same kind of people to accompany and help, Geng Nanzhong would not have created such an ugly history. After all, a person's power is limited.

I didn't expect that this trip to Beijing would be able to meet this kind of strange clown world, but it was fun, and if I did, I would be too sorry for myself if I didn't play.

The two of Longhu Erwei and Su's brothers couldn't help laughing out loud, one by one squinted at Zhenggongdu and the group of clowns around him, and snorted disdainfully at Zhenggongdu's rapid anger and fully revealed the posture of preparing for battle and preparing for a crazy battle, and pouted: Old man, with your weak chicken and small body, you can pinch you to death with one finger if you stretch out your fingers, and you are still so confident that if you can fight, you will win a fart!

The world is in chaos, the times are different, the once prosperous and prosperous Great Song Dynasty is coming to an end, and the environment that can turn the world upside down with just one mouth is gone, and now, all knives have the final say, not Confucius. Whoever holds the handle of the knife, whose knife is the hardest, sharpest, and most ferocious, is the master of this world.

What's the use of a strong mouth?

You can just say that you can break through the sky, and what can you change about reality?

The Song Dynasty should perish, and it must perish according to the plan and rhythm. The ugly drama of selling the king, the country, the nation, and the people should be staged, showing the ugly nature of the literati who are spineless, cowardly, and incompetent, and must be staged on time....... Another laughing stock of a gentleman who misleads the country and harms the people will definitely appear.......

Besides, if you are conceited, you will definitely be able to win?

Zhenggongdu, you old scumbag, you feel like a god, but you don't know that the person you are facing is a god-like person,

Fighting mouths, you will definitely be defeated today to the point that no matter how big and thick your face is, you will not have the face to live.

Look at this group of scholars again,

has been Zhao Yue was so restless that he was noisy, and one by one he was excitedly gathering momentum and glaring, ready to respond to Zhenggongdu's power at any time, and raised his arms and shouted to denounce Cangzhao together, shouting and cheering for Zhenggongdu's trip, and erecting and maintaining the banner of justice for this trip.......

"What are you excited about?"

The fourth general sneered: "You are all scum, you all have to be scum today..... Grandpa is going to let you put on a show of hypocrisy and shamelessness and all the rubbish today."

These emotional actions and thoughts of the five horsemen were only a matter of a moment.

Zhao Yue laughed again, Zhenggongdu didn't immediately turn to the war mode and started spraying, but the sycophant introducer of the Ministry of Rites next to him was angry first, and couldn't help but get angry.

He supported Zhenggongdu like his own father with one hand, and pointed at Zhao Yue with the other, raised his eyebrows, his face was full of righteous indignation, and he shouted: "Zhao Er, do you dare to be disrespectful to my family's world-famous important ministers and important officials?" ”

"In front of Kong Sheng's spiritual position, how dare you not immediately dismount and bow respectfully to the dust, and dare to stand proudly on the horse? You are so bold, so arrogant and shameless to you! ”

Zhao Yue looked at this clown who was too common in officialdom, and looked at his ugly appearance as if his own father was insulted and wantonly beaten in public, and couldn't help but laugh again.

Dismount and kneel to Confucius?

What you want to use the name of Confucius to coerce me to dismount and bow down to you, right?

Just as devout believers bow down to the gods, it is the secular gods who enjoy prostration, right?

What can a wood clay statue know?

No matter how reverent and reverent it is, it doesn't know it.

If there really is a God of infinite mercy, how can he ask you to bow down and bow down to prove how weak and humble you are, and make you even more inferior and boring?

If that's the case with God, then don't worship it.

The strong will only respect the strong and will only care about the attitude of the same level or stronger.

The weak, no matter how fearful and religious, the strong will not take him seriously, they will rob him when they should rob, and they will fight when they should fight.

Everything has to rely on your own efforts to become stronger.

If those gods who talk about God and stare at believers donating money really believe in the existence of God, then they will bow down to everyone who worships God, not only the emperor, prince, dignitary, or other worshippers whose status is valuable enough, donate enough money, or out of the objective needs of any situation or environment, or even because they are frightened by the danger of robbers or something, they will follow and worship together.

The gods should return the prayer to every believer on behalf of God with the most sincere reply.

Just as the relatives of the deceased do to the mourners during mourning.

The deceased is the food and clothing of relatives or something, and they have the grace of nurturing or something, and the heroic spirit goes to heaven and becomes a god. Relatives should return the salute on behalf of the deceased to the mourners. God is also the bread and butter of God's disciples, and there is no difference in nature. Shouldn't they be as thankful as the filial sons and grandsons of the mourning guards and worshippers? How can you stand or even sit cross-legged beside the idol and enjoy prostration?

Relatives do not return the condolences to the deceased, which is disrespectful to the deceased. Disciples who regard themselves as God's representatives and do not reciprocate to believers is also disrespectful to God.

The most interesting thing is to donate to God, donate the people's coins.

Even if God had to spend money, it had to be at least gold, right? Mortal banknotes are not good materials for gods to use to light fires, right?

What's even more interesting is that some worshippers donate a lot of foreign currency such as dollars and euros.

And the ability of the gods to identify foreign currencies is also extraordinary, knowing the goods, the more they see it, the more enthusiastic they are about it, the more respectful they are, chatting, tea, shopping, and .......

That's interesting.

Could it be that the Chinese worship the gods, but do not care about the Chinese coins, but prefer to enjoy the American currency and the European currency?

Those people now, the success rate of cheating money is too high, it's too easy to get it, and they're so arrogant that they don't care about the details of the performance at all, and they're too disrespectful.

Zhao Yue thought of these interesting things he had seen in his previous life, and then looked at the Confucius spirit card that was held up more and more proudly and solemnly by Zhenggongdu, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head: This old man is much more pious and serious than those pretending gods, and pays more attention to the details of the operation...... However, you are so old, it is so windy and cold today, and your small body is so weak with only a strong mouth, but you hold the cards so high and so hard for so long, and you are not afraid that you will not be able to hold it and vomit blood on the spot and die of exhaustion.......

The four generals around him looked at the righteousness with ill intentions: there is a kind of you who are holding it so hard, and have been holding it so reverently and solemnly, we are just sitting comfortably and waiting to look at you, just ignoring you, so that you can't put down the cards, and you are tired of the old ......

The old gentleman Zhenggongdu, who insisted on lifting for so long and lacked exercise, was numb in both arms.

He has never suffered such a crime for so many years, let alone such an opponent, who has been humiliated and provoked, but has always been calm and rational to the point of indifference and indifference.

He felt that the two hands didn't seem to be his own, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold the spirit card, he would not be able to hold on, and he would not be stupid, and he would not be as stupid as the five horsemen were looking forward to, and it would not only be powerless, but it would be more shameful and contemptuous of the opponent.

The subordinate who cheered and helped the rise sprayed first, but in the opponent's indifferent and simple countermeasures to look at the jokes, he couldn't go on, and he couldn't go on, and he couldn't go down, and he urgently needed a grandmaster-level scolding master like him to take over quickly, and he finally pretended that he couldn't force it anymore and went into battle shirtless.

"Zhao Yue Xiao'er, this official tried your character a little today, you have no reverence for the saint, it can be seen that you are really a legendary bully and devil-like evildoer, descended into the world, your family regards you as auspicious Rui'er, but you are actually a deserving evil person who specializes in harming the common people and deliberately destroys the rules of ethics in the world."

He started a wild spray war with a direct attack to slander Zhao Yue, intending to provoke a strong response from Zhao Yue.

Singing a one-legged show, although it is enjoyable to have no one to compete, but if you keep singing like this, the opponent doesn't care at all, it's a shame,

It is difficult to collide with sparks, and if you can't give full play to your potential, it is impossible to continue the play and act well.

The old guy hopes to anger Zhao Yue,

As soon as he is angry and enthusiastic, the little boy is too immature, it is easy to lose his little sense and shrewdness, it is easy to make mistakes and be led by the nose and fall into a complete passive beating, and it is easier to fall into the guidance and control that he has calculated in advance, and finally safely perform this most important drama that the government and the opposition are concentrating on, so as to achieve the political goal of forcing Cangzhao to take the initiative to send him to death, and then, all the expected benefits will come one by one like heavy rain, just open your name and arms and laugh and enjoy it........

Of course, he also wanted to test and tempt again,

Let's see if this person is the real second child of the Cangzhao family, so that he can adjust and carefully plan the next performance in time, otherwise wouldn't he miscalculate the object in vain?

However, to his surprise, the person on the other side still looked indifferent, as if he had not heard his vicious curses and slanders at all.

However, the other four horsemen instantly showed annoyance in their eyes, and they all glared at him, and the aggressive gaze of the mountain may have a murderous impulse.

Zhenggongdu loves to spray war to teach people, but he is undefeated and arrogant and conceited, but his eyes are not blind, and he can identify and distinguish people as opponents, otherwise he is blind, and his big mouth accidentally provokes people who should not be provoked, not to mention the undefeated record so far, even the future of his life is long gone, and he doesn't know where he died, and the grass on the grave is as tall as a tree.

He was stared at by the four generals, his scalp was numb, and he felt the danger, and he couldn't help but worry that if he was killed by four despicable and reckless men in a fit of anger, it would be too unjust to die...........

He felt that he was too far ahead, too close to the five horsemen,

Subconsciously wanted to retreat farther away, but there were a lot of people crowded behind him, he didn't move at all, and he couldn't retreat, and in a panic, he quickly glanced at the person who was most likely Zhao Er was still calm, well, there was no danger, and he didn't seem to dare to answer his question of the highest moral point, and he had the courage to come back.