A set of tables and chairs for the Eight Immortals rises to the height of restricting people in the world to follow etiquette and morality.

No one will believe this if they say anything, right?

It shows that the emperor sits on the dragon chair and is supreme, which makes people admire and worship.

The queen, the concubine and the show girl sit on the stool, which is conducive to combing the hair.

Wenchen knelt and sit, and the military general rode a horse.

Civilians dare not obey.

Squatting in the world.

It can't be violated.

Who would dare?

Kill.

Surprise.

Why?

Royal power.

It is conducive to ruling and restraining the people.

People can't even use objects like tables and chairs like the Eight Immortals.

It's not that a master carpenter can't do it.

On the contrary, the master carpenter was highly skilled, and produced many pavilions and pavilions carved with dragons and phoenixes, palace halls, as well as coffins, bridges, agricultural tools, and so on.

It is only limited to the development of wooden objects that hinder the inheritance of etiquette and morality.

From the root, the foundation, from small to large, imperceptibly cultivated, changed the etiquette and morality in the thinking of the world, and went deep into the bone marrow.

This cannot be called wrong or foolish.

It can be called faith, the special bond of maintaining etiquette and morality, governing the country, and filial piety to the party.

This is the real upline.

If it is slightly mishandled, it will be decided.

Or is it a special halving?

Who to talk to?

There is no place to redress grievances.

Aggrieved.

Dry.

Looking for a draw, Wang Langjun was furious, flashed and rushed to the side of the brocade-robed young man, and waved his palm: "Papapa"

A gust of wind is coming, and the eyes are full of Venus?

What's going on, being slapped in the face by this Diao people in public... The brocade-robed young man was furious, touched his heart-wrenching cheeks and gritted his teeth and shouted, "You hit..."

"Received, my brother likes to help others the most, if you owe a beating, I'll smoke."

With a pen, Wang Langjun slapped as he spoke, and the young man in the brocade robe who opened the bow left and right.

Only the brocade-robed boy swayed from side to side like a tumbler.

There was no wind and waves, and a bead of blood was swung out, scattering in all directions.

A few of them flew to the man in black on the left, making the man in black tremble, looking at this scene dumbfounded, this master, he also dared to fight?

So fierce, with personality, to temper.

I just don't know if he can survive and make friends after beating this master?

This is not true? There are still outsiders in this world who dare to beat the master... The brocade-robed young man was ruined, and roared in disbelief: "You still fight..."

"Well, since you've asked for so, I'll do it for you.

The poor baby can't even find anyone to help you when you are beaten, you suffered, today you met my brother, my brother let you have a good time, smoke. ”

In the second middle school of Fugui's illness, Wang Langjun expressed his understanding, and sympathetically sacrificed a pair of palms, and flew left and right in front and back, saying while pumping.

Pulled out a rhythm, snapping, croaking.

Hit the teenager and pulled out the flowers.

"Don't fight, if you fight again, you'll die, stop..."

It's over, how can this be, Lord Zhang turned pale with fright, stumbled down the lobby, shouting and persuading.

Led Master Li to react, ran to the rescue and shouted: "Wang Langjun, stop it..."

I didn't hear it, Wang Langjun did it right.

The bull is coaxing, and the fight is very happy.

Who let this brocade-robed young man speak without a form and insult everyone for Diao Min.

It's so powerful at such an age, and when you grow up, you still have it?

It is unreasonable for this kind of person not to be beaten.

Beat him, beat him to death.

With the young man in the brocade robe being beaten, he kept retreating, letting the onlookers part ways, and then surrounded the rear, intentionally or unintentionally blocking the pace of the official to save people.

The commander couldn't rush through the human wall, and he roared in anger.

But the crowd was in a mess.

Even the officials couldn't stop it.

caused the brocade-robed young man to be pulled down by Wang Langjun.

"Report, dodge, report the case..."

The official who went to Dijiaqiao returned.

The crowd gave way, and the official went straight to the lobby and said: "Tell your lord, there are many broken bamboo poles in the Dijiaqiao river.

and the appearance of four-colored dust water in the grass puddles on the shore.

Both pieces of evidence have now been recovered..."

"Stand down!"

Leaving aside these trivial evidence, Master Li arranged for someone to send the brocade-robed young man to be treated, then returned to the back of the desk in the lobby, drank and retired from the government, and glared at Wang Langjun angrily.

Sample, want to go crazy? Wang Langjun touched his chin, shook his way to the desk and said, "What, that's how you treat the evidence?"

Ignore it, but you want to fabricate facts to frame your brother.

Brother is very angry now, and he still wants to smoke people to play, what should I do?

If you don't realize it, who will come first? ”

"Arrogant, stir up the audition.

When did the officer stop paying attention to the evidence?

It's just that the evidence is no longer relevant.

The important thing is that you make the Eight Immortals Table and Chairs, which is indeed against the etiquette and ethics of the world.

This is related to the inheritance and continuation of the state of etiquette in China..."

Damn little cub, Master Li couldn't help but shudder when he thought that master was whipped by Wang Langjun, and said angrily at Wang Langjun through gritted teeth.

This is a matter of etiquette and morality.

Speaking of the horizon, when it comes to the emperor, it is all reasonable.

It even directly affects the royal rule and the strength of restraining the people.

The stakes are too important to ignore.

This alone can kill Wang Langjun, and everything else doesn't matter.

It's really ridiculous, Wang Langjun scoffed, raised his hand and fanned away the saliva spewed out by Lord Li.

Turning around, I saw a full house of people looking at them with surprise, confusion, worry, dementia, and so on.

And Xianghe was so frightened outside the crowd that she lost her face and burst into tears.

Even Qin Qiong frowned, anxious.

Don't know what you're thinking?

Interesting, Wang Langjun rotated around, raised his sword eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and he stared at the three officials with hatred and joy with interest, and retorted disdainfully: "You are all courtiers and people who read poetry and books."

Presumably, you know best the way of etiquette and reverence.

Respect the heavenly monarch immortal honor, immortal Buddha, respect the emperor, the queen's mother.

The grandparents of the lowest respectful sect, as well as many ghosts and gods.

He even admires celebrities and heroes.

But where do you pay respect?

Do you pay lip service?

Is it restrictive?

Is it in deeds?

Are you chasing the wind?

Is it hype?

Wrong, very wrong.

True respect is to respect the heart, imprint as one, life and death, and never abandon it.

That's true awe.

Respect is giving everything.

Integrating the heart, blood and marrow, and inheriting the spiritual and cultural bonds, it is the way of great wisdom and admiration beyond life.

This is orthodox reverence, which is more proud than your discord of heart, your discord of heart, your flattery, your greed, your depravity..."

"You, you, you shut up..."

This little cub is not a human being, Lord Li was so shocked that his face was bloodless, he was drenched in cold sweat, and he trembled and scolded.

If he continues to talk about it, he will say that it is worthless.

How could this be?

How does a little cub know so much?

It's just a villain, straight to the heart.

said that Master Zheng was paralyzed on the ground and convulsed, and he was angry and vomiting blood for the fact that he was beaten, trained, and embarrassed...

And Mr. Zhang is better, just foaming at the mouth on the desk and convulsing.

Even the onlookers were stunned.

I don't know if I'm stupid, or I'm confused and stupid when I listen to the book of heaven?

On the contrary, it was General Qin, who was enthusiastic when he heard it, his face flushed, and he was very excited.

This is all the effect of a word from the mouth of this little cub, unprecedented?

No, no, there's a way... Lord Li forcibly suppressed the knot of resentment and unwillingness, and looked sideways at Wang Langjun and said, "You said very incisively.

But from a certain point of view, it is a lie.

It completely violates the emperor's outline of governance..."

"Shut up, the emperor accepts advice, and the pro-virtuous ministers are jealous of treachery..."

Idiot, and wanted to argue, Wang Langjun squinted at Master Li with disdain, and reprimanded him with his head and face.

Damn little cub, Master Li gasped in anger and roared, "Then what is your ability to change the growing season of the young lotus of the trees, what is the explanation?"

This is a demonic act, which is not tolerated by the whole world, and it should be cut in half..."

"Damn, it's a special halving, the old immortal, do you want to die?"