What Hong Pi wants to write is a book of Confucianism that can be passed on for thousands of years.

This is not simple, even if there is a measurable accumulation of Buddha-figures, there is also the true nature of ten thousand laws.

In the modern world, the word Confucianism is not a glorious word.

But is this word really as unbearable as the people of that world think?

It seems that a hundred years of humiliation have broken the backbone of the people of the world and lost their confidence in that great power of the Heavenly Empire.

I can't wait to throw away thousands of years of inheritance, whether it is treasures or dross, and throw them into the dust.

It seems that these things are all to blame for the sinking of great powers.

Although as the country grew stronger and returned to the top of the world, the people of the world regained their confidence, and the ancient inheritance was gradually revived.

But there are some things that are always hard to find.

It's like this Confucian character that seems to have been spurned by the world.

So, Confucianism, what is it exactly?

Regardless of the original meaning of "Confucianism", it has been passed down among the world, and this word can no longer be generalized.

Confucianism, there are great Confucians.

The great Confucian, the king of the law, and the righteousness of the great Confucian, can make the politics clear, and the faith and righteousness reach the four seas; Living in a poor alley can make the folk customs beautiful.

If you are on the people, you will be the material of the prince, and if you are under the people, you will be the minister of the society and the treasure of the king. Although hidden in the poor Yan leaky house, people are not expensive, and the Tao is sincere.

There is a gentleman's Confucianism.

A gentleman and a Confucian are born as I want, and righteousness is what I want. You can't have both, and those who sacrifice their lives to take righteousness are also

People with lofty ideals are benevolent, there is no survival to harm benevolence, there is killing to become benevolent.

There is a Confucianism who "strategizes and decides thousands of miles away".

There is a Confucianism that "a hundred miles of land is used, and a country of thousands of miles cannot compete with it".

There is a Confucianism of "self-cultivation, family harmony, governing the country, and leveling the world".

Such Confucians are great Confucians, gentlemen and sages.

There are also "only carving insects, full-time workers Hanmo, youth endowment, Haoshou poor scriptures; Although there are a thousand words in the pen, there is really no strategy in the chest" of "vulgar Confucianism, rotten Confucianism, and villain Confucianism."

In Hong Pi's view, Confucianism is not a rigid and stereotypical impression in the eyes of the world.

The most important thing is two words, "one" and "easy".

There is a will in the heart, there is a way to act, and it is constant and unchanged, which is to help the world for the sake of accessibility, and to be good and independent of the poor and noble.

Heaven cannot die, and earth cannot be buried.

This is the "one".

The way of the heart cannot be changed.

The mutable is the way to do the way.

There is no eternal way to do it.

Time has changed, and the law should be easy for it, and suitable for it.

This is "easy".

The sage also said: You are a gentleman and a Confucian, and you are not a villain.

If you treat people like this, how can you rule the world unchanged?

Whether it's "one" or "easy".

Keep learning.

With constant determination and persistence, learn to learn.

With continuous enrichment and easy knowledge, we will apply what we have learned.

I will seek up and down, although I have not regretted nine deaths.

Confucianism, people need.

Seek knowledge for people, seek the way for people, and do the way for people.

Thousands of thoughts instantly turned in Hong Bi's mind, and the pen had fallen on the ink paper:

"Confucianism has Dafa, and it is easy to do things. Confucianism has great gifts, and it is easy for people. ”

"Confucianism has a great way, although it will not change. Thousands of changes, one way is also ......"

“……”

"He is a scholar of the Tao, and he practices it, but he is also a scholar, a sincere and diligent, a gentleman, a scholar and a saint. The top is a saint, the bottom is a gentleman, who forbids me! ”

“……”

The pen is like flying, thousands of words are inked, sprinkled with joy, and the Confucian Avenue is fully described.

Every sentence and every word, there is a burst of literary brilliance, dotted like a starlight, dazzling.

With the thousands of words written by Hong Pi, they gradually converged, through the roof, and went straight to the bullfight.

At the same time, in the silent tribute courtyard, bursts of trembling sound sounded again, bursting out with brilliant brilliance and rising to the sky.

"Again?!"

Yujing City, which had almost returned to its former calm, was once again exclaimed in astonishment.

What the?

When did this hundred saints chirp become commonplace, and they rang when they said it?

Could it be that the immortal spirit of the ancestors of these sons has been passed down through the ages, and the spirit is full of light, and I feel that this spirit card is too lonely in the golden body, and I have to come out for a walk from time to time?

What's even more shocking and inexplicable is that it is not only the spiritual cards of the princes in the Tribute Courtyard whose golden bodies are ringing and blooming with holy light.

It was even more that the holy light of the sons rushed into the sky, and a bright pillar of light intertwined with each other.

The light is diffuse, little by little, wisps, piece by piece.

In a moment, it was like a canopy of clouds, covering the sky, and it was extremely splendid and dazzling.

Don't say that the entire Yujing City, around Yujing, and hundreds of miles in radius, all see this piece of splendid clouds.

Even, all over the world, there are all kinds of visions born.

It seems to be responding to this jade capital, an unprecedented literary and Taoist event.

In the sky above Yujing City, there was a loud recitation.

"Confucianism has a Dafa ......"

"Confucianism has a great gift......

"Confucianism has a great ......"

"The upper is a saint, the lower is a gentleman......"

It is clearly a holy way article, no, it is a holy road classic that has been handed down from generation to generation, and the book of the great road was born.

There is an immortal truth in it, which spans the ages and resonates with the immortal spirit of the ancestors of the sons.

It is like the sons and saints who recite this holy road scripture and the book of the great way in unison, and preach to the world.

Countless people heard the resonance of the hundred saints of these sons, and they were fascinated, like an initiation, and many truths were suddenly penetrated and clarified.

From princes and ministers to peddlers and pawns, even if they can't read, they can get enlightenment from it.

It is like enlightening wisdom through divine enlightenment.

Many celebrities and Confucians, important ministers in the court, were even more ecstatic and excited.

or laugh out loud, or cry, or run and cry.

"Holy Dao Chapter, eternal example, I Wendao Dachang, Wendao Dachang!"

Wuwen Marquis Mansion.

Hong Xuanji had already discovered it when the Dao Dao Huaguang rose to the sky.

The figure swayed slightly, and he appeared outside the study, looking up at the sky.

"The reason of all things is nothing more than my heart......"

"Although the heart is one, it is the reason of the world; Though the truth is scattered in all things, it is no more than the heart of one man......"

"Knowing the first, knowing what to do, the teaching of this Holy Gate ......"

Silently listening to the truth of the article in the resonance of the Holy Dao, Hong Xuanji's expression changed from indifferent and indifferent to a slight frown, revealing a little solemnity.

At this time, he already showed a somewhat ugly look.

"Although the heavens and the earth are big, but there is a thought of goodness, a conscience, although ordinary people can be sages......"

Hearing another sentence, Hong Xuanji's expression suddenly changed: "Hmph! ”

"Fallacies! Dare to mess with my mind? ”

"Huh?"

Hong Xuanji suddenly moved his ears slightly and looked to the side.

There was the small courtyard where Hong Yi was.

Xiao Hongyi was looking up at his little face, listening with fascination and admiration, and muttering in his mouth to memorize the articles of the Great Dao with all his might.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from his ear: "Hmph, I don't know what to say." ”

A chill rose from his heart, and he shuddered.

Is it a father's voice?!

But it was no longer difficult to hear the Great Dao article in his ears, only the coldness in that voice kept echoing in his heart.

He didn't know at this time what a clever trick it was.

A single sound can stir his soul.

I'm afraid that for the next few days, he will not belong and will fall ill.

If it weren't for Hong Xuanji's lack of murderous intent, he would have become dementia on the spot.

"Steward Wu!"

Hong Xuanji shouted, and the figure of the big butler Wu didn't know when he was already standing behind him: "Master Hou." ”

"You personally go to Nanya......

Hong Xuanji coldly ordered.

Butler Wu didn't say a word, and it wasn't until Hong Xuanji finished speaking that he answered and left quietly.

The birth of a saint?

Hong Xuanji's face was covered with frost.

As for the so-called Hundred Saints Qi Ming, he will only admit it out of respect for his sons.

The influence of the sons and ancestors on the people of the world is naturally huge, although he is jealous, he is not afraid to touch it.

If he does not have the faith to transcend everything and the will to break through all obstacles, how can he talk about transcending all the supreme sages of the past and the present, and achieving the supreme realm that the ancient saints and emperors could not achieve, and ascend to the other side?

Originally, the birth of a new saint was not a good thing for Daqian.

But vainly trying to shake his mind, tamper with his reasoning, and destroy his avenue, not to say that he is a new saint who does not know the so-called so-called saint, that is, the rebirth of the first saints of all sons, is also wishful thinking, a dead end!

Hong Xuanji categorically can't tolerate it!

……

Chase Place.

"Smack."

Hong Pi gently put the pen aside.

Looking up, looking at the gradually dissipating Wendao Huaguang, he couldn't help but shake his head.

The immortal spirituality of these sons is too much of a fuss.

Resonate at every turn.

Hong Bi was a little skeptical that these sons were all a group of hot-blooded old Fen Qing before their deaths?

If he gathers enough literary fortune in the future, gets the response of heaven and earth, inscribes the will of heaven, manifests the avenue, and gathers a long river of mighty energy, then he can't jump out of the coffin?

Spit and spit and spit out.

But this world is different from previous generations.

If you want heaven and earth to respond, the avenue manifests, but it is not so easy.

"Sir!"

Hong Pi was about to sort out the manuscript on the case, when Shangshan's excited voice suddenly came from outside the house.

"Come in."

Shangshan suddenly opened the door and stumbled in.

"Sir, you were ...... just now! (????.????)”

Before he finished speaking, he saw the manuscript on the case in front of Hong Pi, and the words on the manuscript still had the light of Wen Daohua shining out.

It was immediately determined that not only just now, but also last time, the two Hundred Sage resonances were all because of his own husband.

I can't help but be excited and proud at the same time.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"Xie Wenyuan took the liberty to visit late at night, and I hope that the saint Haihan will forgive his sins, and ask the saint to give him a meeting."

At that moment, an old voice sounded outside the house.

"Don't be stupid, open the door."

Hong Pi seemed to have known about the sound outside the house for a long time, and there was no surprise.

"Oooh!"

Shangshan nodded hurriedly and ran out.

Hong Pi took a book and covered the manuscript on the case.

got up and walked to the side of the hall, but after a while, Shangshan led a man dressed in black cloth, with a white beard and even eyebrows like frost and snow.

Described as Gao Gu, he is very old, and he is afraid that he will not be able to enter the age of old age (mào dié).

But the complexion is ruddy, and the skin is flat and wrinkle-free.

The end is a crane-haired childish face.

There is also a bearing of Yue Zhiyuan.

Hong Bi couldn't see that there was even the slightest trace of martial arts cultivation in this person.

It's a miracle.

I have never practiced any martial arts and Taoism, and at such an age, I still have such a bearing color, which is incredible in itself.

However, Hong Pi only recently realized the method of sanctification with one thought, and now he has written half of the classics that are destined to be immortal although they have not yet been formed and perfected.

It is very clear that this person has read too many books.

And he read the book to the bones, to the will of the soul.

The spirit of learning is pure to the extreme.

It's almost a bit like an ancient sage.

Usually does not show, a peaceful and simple appearance.

As soon as you open your mouth and spit out, you will have a heroic atmosphere.

With a stroke of the pen, it is a pearl of words.

If you practice Taoism, you don't know how terrible it will be?

I'm afraid that if you can't reach the sky in one step?

It's just that this person's breath is pure, and he has his own avenue in his heart, and he is not stagnant by external things, let alone confused by external forces, and he disdains to cultivate the Taoist techniques that can make him extraordinary.

Rao is Hongpi, and he couldn't help but admire: "I am good at raising my heroic spirit!" The old gentleman has obtained three of them, and he can almost follow the sages and saints. ”

When the old man entered the room, he could see a child standing in the room who was no more than ten years old, and his expression was slightly stunned.

Subconsciously think that it is the disciple of the master here.

I didn't want to hear this, and my expression shook slightly.

Originally, he subconsciously looked at it, but it happened to fall not far away, and the manuscript on the bookcase that exuded a misty glow suddenly lit up with a strange light.

He has 10,000 volumes of poetry in his belly, and he has cultivated his chest and knows the number of etiquette.

In his heart, he didn't forget to bow his hand and said: "Dare to ask this little gentleman, what is Haoran's spirit?" ”

Hong Pi chuckled: "This qi, with benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, and the words Tao and virtue, is directly raised, and thinking is innocent, then it is the greatest and the most rigid, stuffed between heaven and earth." ”

"Match righteousness and Tao, with direct cultivation, thinking without evil ......"

The old man muttered in his mouth, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, and there was a hint of pure and strange luster.

After a while, his body shook slightly, and when he raised his head again, he looked at Hong Pi with no doubt in his eyes.

Immediately cleaned up his clothes, folded his hands in front of his chest, and bowed down deeply: "Sure enough, it is the saint in person, learn Xie Wenyuan at the end, meet the saint, and thank the saint for his virtue." ”

"Be good, help the old gentleman sit down."

Hong Bi didn't dodge, and only after receiving a half-salute did he wave his hand.

Although this old man is a lot older, the real age of the deity is several times that of him.

Moreover, there is no order to learn, and those who reach it are teachers.

If you accept his salute, you can bear it.

However, Hong Pi was just a child at this time, but he didn't want to be too big.

received a half-courtesy, out of respect for the truth of the article, but also for the elderly.

Xie Wenyuan is not a layman, his mind is clear, as soon as he sees Hong Pi's style, he knows what he means, and he does not shirk it in vain, and generously let Shangshan help him up.

But he didn't sit down on a chair next to him.

Instead, he bowed slightly, and said: "The old man is a person from Nanzhou, who has been studying and writing books in Nanzhou for 60 years.

"I don't want to go to Yujing for a few days, and then I witnessed the saint writing the book of the Great Dao,"

"The old man is dedicated to the Tao, he will not get anything else in his life, he will only read, he will extract sentences from poor chapters, and he will see the prosperity of this literary Tao, and the old man will be courageous, please let the old man stand under the door and listen to the holy articles."

His face was sincere, with a hint of trepidation, as if he was afraid that Hong Bi would not agree.

But there is no half point because Hong Pi is just an immature child, and half a point of discomfort.

I was worried for a long time, but I couldn't respond.

couldn't help but feel gloomy in his heart, raised his head, and looked sad: "It's old and presumptuous, how can such a road be passed on lightly?" ”

Hong Pi waved his hand and chuckled: "The old gentleman misunderstood,"

"The truth of the article is to open the wisdom of the people and guide the hearts of the people. Since everyone in the world can learn, it can show its true nature. ”

Sure enough, he is a saint in the world!

Xie Wenyuan admired in his heart, and his face was puzzled: "I don't know ......."

Hong Bi smiled: "Old gentleman, wait a minute, I am afraid that something difficult will happen tonight." ”

Xie Wenyuan and Shangshan were puzzled when they heard this.

At this time, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

"Open the door, open the door!"

"The guards of Nanfu arrest the criminals and open the door quickly!"