"Situ wants to enshrine Huo Feiran as the city god of Beijun?"

"Really?"

"Where did you hear the news?"

"Naturally, it's true, now that the entire North County has spread, I'm afraid that in a few days, the entire Daqian will know. ”

"Oh my God!"

"Beijun Chenghuang is a first-class man, and in terms of real power, he is not inferior to the prince, I don't know how many people are secretly peeping!"

"Did Situ really enshrine this god to Huo Feiran?"

"That's right!"

"Unexpectedly, this sentence is also affectionate and righteous. ”

"Huo Gong has a spirit underground, and he should be gratified!"

"Who said it wasn't... ”

In just a few days, the matter of Situ Xing's attempt to seal the city god of Beijun spread all over the country.

Whether it is the sect or the court, everyone is talking about it.

Even Confucianism, which has always been a "strange force and chaos", is not exempt from vulgarity.

One by one, the grandmasters and Confucians are also talking in whispers behind their backs, of course, there is no envy in this.

You must know that although Confucianism does not believe in ghosts and gods on the surface, it pays attention to meritorious service, virtue, and words...

It is precisely because of this that after their deaths, they were posthumously crowned by the king, given a nickname, and elected as gods by the people, which is the highest praise for their lives.

It is precisely because of this that many Confucians can't help but envy it.

However, it is more of an appreciation for the sentence...

The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring!

This approach is very much in line with the Confucian principle of "repaying virtue with virtue and repaying grievances with straightforwardness"... Therefore, many Confucian disciples and great Confucian masters praised Situ Xing.

Of course, there are also people who say behind his back that he is selling his reputation...

The human heart is so unavoidable.

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Yang Shaoyi is a staff member of the Prince's Mansion.

Don't look at the lack of rank, but because he often goes in and out of the prince's mansion and has a relationship that is deeply trusted by the prince, he also has a great influence in the divine capital.

And many more are attached to his wing ...

Today, as usual, he gathered with the people to discuss. Inevitably, there will be talk of the prison sentence.

"Everyone!"

"Have you ever heard of Situ's punishment?"

A slightly chubby Confucian with a scarf was the first to speak.

"How could I not have heard of it... ”

Hearing the words of the fat Confucian student, he thought he was smiling and answered:

"Now the whole god is talking about it!"

"Everyone admires Situ very much, it's a first-class city god!"

"If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would have sealed my ancestors and elders long ago... ”

"Not bad!"

"Not bad!"

"That's true, this Mr. Situ is indeed a very human being!"

Looking at everyone's admiring expressions, Yang Shaoyi, who was sitting at the top, couldn't help but feel a sore tooth.

He is the same age as Si Tu, and it is precisely because of this that he inevitably has a comparative mind in his heart.

Listening to other people's praise every day, it is inevitable that I am a little unconvinced...

In the end, I couldn't help but complain:

"In the view of late life!"

"This sentence is just a person who sells fame and fame... ”

Yang Shaoyi's words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and everyone's faces showed surprise...

Looking at everyone's surprised eyes, Yang Shaoyi couldn't help but show a little pride on her face, and said excitedly:

“。。。。 ”

Just when Yang Shaoyi was boastful and grandstanding.

Yang Siguang, who was full of white hair and thin body, his eyes were glued to the book tightly, and when he saw the wonderful places, he seemed to have tasted the elixir and jade liquid, and he shook his head...

In the palm of his hand, he subconsciously picked up the brush and wanted to write down his experience.

But it's also strange ...

Although he had something in his heart, as if he had understood something, it was difficult to write it, and he tried several times without success, and finally Yang Siguang sighed.

Some reluctantly, gently close the book...

"Situ is worthy of being the new sage of Confucianism!"

"A book that tells the essence of Confucianism... ”

Just when Yang Siguang's face was full of emotion, Yang Shaoyi, whose face was red and full of alcohol, stumbled in with the support of his subordinates.

Looking at Yang Shaoyi, who was unstable and stumbling a little, Yang Siguang's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and his eyes also showed a bit of unsettlingness.

"When you wake up, you will copy it a hundred times!"

"How can such a faux pas achieve great things!"

Yang Shaoyi didn't expect that as soon as he entered the door, he was scolded in the face, and his face couldn't help but turn pale, he didn't dare to refute, he just lowered his head... But there was some resentment in his eyes.

"This book is so good!"

"I just got a little bit for my father, but unfortunately, there is no way to write it down... ”

Looking at the biography on the bookcase, as well as the white paper like snowflakes, Yang Siguang shook his head regretfully and said.

"Father!"

"That sentence is just a person who sells fame and reputation!"

"What can be the essence of the book he wrote... ”

Yang Shaoyi looked at it, and was inevitably unconvinced, and retorted rarely.

"Evil Barrier!"

"Can you call the name of a saint?"

"The knowledge of the Sage Situ is like a mountain, which makes people look up to it, you evil obstacle, you just read a book for a few days, and you dare to speak wildly!"

"No wonder my father was interrupted at the time of his epiphany!"

"It turned out that you were the evil obstacle who criticized the saint behind your back!"

Yang Siguang, who seemed to be a good gentleman just now, was suddenly enraged, and his voice became high-pitched:

"Evil Barrier!"

"Come and kneel down for your father!"

"This!"

Looking at the furious Yang Siguang, Yang Shaoyi was a little afraid in her heart, and there was an indescribable hesitation, just this hesitation made Yang Siguang even more angry.

"Evil Barrier!"

"Do you still have to disobey?"

"Don't come and kneel yet!"

Looking at Yang Siguang with a gloomy face, Yang Shaoyi's eyes couldn't help but reveal a little fear.

Although he was unwilling, he still knelt on the ground in a proper manner, and in front of him, it was not Yang Siguang, but a book...

Such things are just an example ...

But this is definitely not the only case ...

Many young people have no mouth, and when they return home, they are grounded by their elders and disposed of...

Others were sent directly to the government and subjected to criminal law.

In their hearts, Situ is a saint who must not be defiled...

Situ didn't know what was going on outside, and even if he knew, he would only smile and deal with it indifferently...

July 25

It's a very ordinary day, but it means a lot to North.

Because today, the lord of the northern county, Si Tu, will enshrine the former governor Huo Feiran as the city god...

This incident caused a great turmoil in the sect, and because of the special identities of Situ Xing and Huo Feiran, even Confucianism sent a sub-sage to observe the ceremony.

It is better to say that it is to observe the ceremony, but to clarify the attitude of Confucianism.

Huo Feiran's edict is not allowed to be destroyed by anyone...

If someone doesn't know whether to live or die, Confucianism doesn't mind using thunderous means...

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