Chapter 158: I Want to Be Immortal

Chapter 158: I Want to Be Immortal

Maybe it's because Zheda has already borne all the sins, and there is no wind and rain along the way, and it is safe until dawn.

I finally arrived in Bianliang, and it was two months later. Along the way, it is warmer and warmer, and the more you walk, the more flowers bloom, and the spring flowers are blooming, and you almost reach the edge of the sea.

Whatever? Anyway, people won't be in a hurry, maybe I wish you Fang Zhongyong would wander outside for a lifetime and be a senior travel friend?

In fact, Fang Zhongyong has a little bit of a villain's heart, and the princes of the court and Zhao Zhen, the bearer, have already figured out how to clean it up, uh no, how to reward him.

What's more, you are a heartless Fang Zhongyong, don't you know what your family is worried about?

Of course Fang Zhongyong knew, but if he didn't turn the corner in his heart, he was afraid that it would have a bad impact on his family. Maybe it's because he's used to seeing life and death, or maybe it's because of the blood on his hands, he always feels that his heart is becoming more and more manic, and he is more and more careless about human life.

Just like the people in the nunnery, there may not be no one who sins and does not die. But when they started, he didn't mean to stop him at all. Don't say anything, they are all bad people, staying will only continue to bring harm to the world, or get rid of it as soon as possible. In the past, Fang Zhongyong would definitely persuade them to abandon evil and turn to good for labor reform.

A piece of toilet paper has a motto that it does, when did you forget it? It seems that I have post-war syndrome and needs to be treated!

According to the ancients, to treat the post-war mania of a war general, it takes yin and yang to reconcile, and simply put, it takes a dozen beauties to comfort the wounded heart. This is not a nonsense, it is based on science.

Just imagine, no matter how manic the military general is, if he is in sage mode except for the time when he eats, sleeps and goes to the toilet, how can he not calm down?

Modern times don't have that condition, and the average person won't be so manic. The way modern people regain their mood is nothing more than getting drunk, self-harming, playing rock 'n' roll, or reading a book. One of the most praiseworthy is reading. One is quiet, and the other is neither hurting others nor hurting oneself, which is really a very elegant behavior.

Fang Zhongyong is different, I don't want to read books, what's the point of reading books. The famous sentences and famous sentences about the Song Dynasty that have been circulated in later generations, who still can't memorize them, it's not interesting. I want to write a book! Write two books at the same time!

After returning to the capital, after reuniting with his family, Fang Zhongyong did not leave the door and concentrated on the embroidery building, ahhhhh

Zhao Zhen, who thought that he would receive a wave of cynicism from Fang Zhongyong, was very surprised when he heard about it. This guy doesn't write a book in name, but in fact he is secretly doing something inventive, like an enhanced version of a thunderbolt fireball, and accidentally throws a few at the palace, and the fun will be great.

sent Chen Lin to take a look, but was blocked back.

The people of the Fang family said that Hou Ye was writing a book with peace of mind, afraid that secular people would disturb their minds and not see outsiders.

Chen Lin pointed to his nose and said, "I am a person with six pure roots, how can I be considered worldly?" ”

The Fang family replied: "Master Hou said it, it's you!" ”

If you don't see outsiders, you have to see insiders! Yan Shu, go and see what kind of reputation your virtuous son-in-law is doing. Tell him that the Great Song Dynasty is already very strong, don't mess around with any more inventions and creations, I'm afraid!

Yan Shu's face is still good, and he really saw his daughter and Fang Zhongyong's manuscript. The virtuous son-in-law didn't see it, but the virtuous son-in-law Wen did. Just the three golden chapters made Yan Shu ignore the rudeness that Fang Zhongyong avoided.

The ancients paid attention to the three immortals, the so-called Taishang virtue, followed by meritorious service, followed by words, although it has not been abandoned for a long time, this is called immortal.

Virtue is not a sage can not be done, ordinary people dare not think about it. Although some people also think that they are not ordinary people in private, there is no such thing as a fool who dares to say that he is a saint. Have you ever seen a saint who says he is a saint, and he still needs to make a face?

It seems that meritorious service is easier to do. As the old man Taizu said, "In order to oppose internal and external enemies and strive for national independence and the freedom and happiness of the people, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in all struggles are immortal!" But this immortality is actually the comment of posterity after the person who made great contributions is immortal.

Moreover, meritorious service is almost impossible in this dynasty. Martial arts generals are suppressed, martial arts are restricted, and martial arts do not exist. If the literati want to make a great contribution and turn the tide like Kou Zhun, it seems that there is no chance!

The final option is only C, uh no, it's only a statement.

What is a word? The thirty-first generation of the saint, Kong Yingda, that is, the ancestor of Kong Daofu, explained it like this: Words are right, and reason can be passed on.

In layman's terms, the book you write has content and connotation, and it can be passed on, even if it is immortal.

Big guy look at it, this is good! It's easy to do, and I'm going to write a book too. So, it was you who also wrote, and it was he who wrote, both thinking about immortality. While writing, he also hid his manuscript for fear of being plagiarized by other scumbags.

Of course, Lord Yan Shu is not a scumbag, but he is a super bully among scholars, and he is a well-deserved leader of the literary world in the Great Song Dynasty. It was precisely because of Yan Shu's slap that Fang Zhongyong would show him the manuscript he had worked so hard and painstakingly written.

The first article is: Zhou Jiyi Weilie Wang played Yongshi Tige, and he was trapped in the Xuandun for thirty-five years

In the twenty-third year of Wuyin, the first Jin doctors Wei Si, Zhao Ji, and Han Qian were appointed as princes.

Chen Yong said: The duty of the Son of Heaven is no greater than the courtesy, the courtesy is greater than the points, and the points are greater than the name. What is etiquette? Discipline is also; What is a score? Monarchs and ministers are also; What is a name? Gong, Hou, Qing, and doctor are also. With the breadth of the four seas, the people of the trillion people, subject to one person, although there is a peerless power, the wisdom of the world, do not dare not run and serve, is not to be courteous as the outline of discipline! Therefore, the Son of Heaven unified the three dukes, the three dukes led the princes, the princes controlled the princes, and the princes ruled the scholars. Expensive to cheap, cheap to inherit. The upper and lower are the hands and feet of the henchmen, and the root of the system is the branch; In the next matter, it is like the guardian of the henchmen of the siblings, and the protection of the roots of the branches and leaves. Then you can protect each other and the country is safe. Therefore, it is said: The duty of the Son of Heaven is greater than courtesy......

Do you see that?

Fang Zhongyong, a shameless thing, claims to write books at home, but in fact he is copying books, and he is still copied from the "Zizhi Tongjian" compiled by Sima Guang and others, who is about to come out.

Fang Zhongyong has always scoffed at this criticism. What's wrong with copying books? Can a reader copy a book count as copying? Besides, I don't have a computer, a mobile phone, or even a pen, and copying books is also a manual job!

Dip it in ink, you can't write a few words at all, and you have to keep adding water and grinding ink into the inkstone, which is very hard! Sima Guang is also really, why are you writing so many words, the book is 294 volumes, more than 3 million words, which is longer than those stick dramas.

Fang Zhongyong's brain in his past and present lives is added together, and he doesn't have the ability to memorize all the more than three million words. Fortunately, I remember the gist of the table of contents and the vernacular book, so I can continue to compile it, uh no, I continued to write.

Moreover, isn't it just the right time to carry some of your own private goods in it? For example, it is necessary to develop agriculture and industry in a balanced manner, and for example, to apply Guan Zhong's economic theory to international disputes, how great!

Thinking about it this way, copying books seems to be quite fulfilling.

Anything is there? Isn't it just more than three million, and it will be completed in a year at most.

Let the guy who smashed the cylinder cry! Let those guys who waited to see the joke regret going!

I want you to know that our Zhong will never be able to win the championship with six yuan in a row, and he can also kill tens of thousands of enemy troops, and he can even achieve immortal meritorious deeds, write the emperor's great work, and become the emperor through the ages.

What's the point of hard work? Thinking that the emperors of later generations would have to study the books they "wrote" as the "Sunflower Treasure Book" carefully, Fang Zhongyong couldn't wait to write a little longer and exhaust them.

It is best to add at the end of each chapter: If you want to become a wise and martial ruler, you must memorize the whole text, and it is best to be able to write it silently.

After the chapter was written, it was late at night, and the cat slave who was in charge of grinding ink on the side stood and swayed.

Fang Zhongyong stretched out his hand and picked her up, and went straight to the bed.

The cat slave was awakened: "Xianggong, aren't you writing today?" ”

"I don't write it. Nothing is more important than accompanying my little darling! In the future, these rough jobs can be served by just someone. I may have to stay up late a lot, and you will be overwhelmed by it all day. ”

"Is there something wrong with the cat slave? Got angry? ”

Fang Zhongyong scratched the tip of the cat slave's upturned nose and said with a smile: "You did a good job, Xianggong is not unhappy." Although you are the son of the Yan Mansion, you are now half the master. Who in the house dares to be disrespectful to you and arrange for you to do rough work? Since they share the same bed, they are husband and wife. It's just that my husband is a little greedy, but I owe you a little. ”

"Not indebted! Not at all! In fact, since that time on the side of the road, you laughed a few words, and your bad smile often appeared in people's dreams. Bullying people to read less is bad! ”

Fang Zhongyong smiled, from ancient times to the present, do girls like bad boys?

"Oh, it's the evil smile now, it makes people want to take a bite!" The cat slave opened his red lips to bite, but was bitten back by some bad guy.

A bad guy was about to continue to be bad, and the old witch Yan Rongyue floated in, and pretended to be surprised and said: "Master Hou, could it be that the concubine came at a bad time and affected the good things of Lord Hou?" ”

Another old witch, Wang Lingwei, also said hatefully outside the door: "It's all to blame for the cat slave, who sold her by looking for a tooth." It saves the money in the house from being tight, and it also saves her from hindering the prime minister's writing. Sister Keiko, it's better to be like this, how about my sister and I serve Xianggong to write a book tomorrow? ”

The cat slave was so squeezed that he couldn't speak, it was useless if it was light, and he was afraid that it would really anger the two ladies.

Fang Zhongyong coughed lightly and said, "Wei'er, don't make such jokes in the future." You also know that the cat slave is timid, so don't scare her. I know that if you are worried about me, will you have any dissatisfaction with the official family? Although you can rest assured, I can still grasp the proportions. Well, this is the second volume that I just wrote today, and you will review it to see if there is anything prohibited. ”