"I have said that mistakes are forgivable, because everyone makes mistakes. Fang Yun walked as he walked.

When the King of Chu heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The four scholars also walked out of the desperate situation as if they were being strangled by ropes and relaxed their breathing.

Fang Yun continued: "I have always believed that we must give people the opportunity to correct their mistakes, and if a person is not a sage, who can be without fault? However, a mistake is a fault, which is different from a great sin! Mistakes can be forgiven, and great sins cannot be forgiven!"

Fang Yun's voice was categorical, causing the faces of the five people to freeze.

The king of Chu knelt there, not knowing what to say.

Fang Yun continued to walk forward, walking in front of the four scholars.

The four scholars were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and retreated in unison.

The King of Chu was furious, but he didn't expect these four scholars to stand by and watch.

"Bastard! bastard! waste! Brute, dare to betray the lord for glory! Dare to betray this king! Dare to see death and not save him!" The king of Chu was furious, and turned all his fear, depression, and anger out on the four scholars.

The four scholars looked ashamed, but remained motionless.

Fang Yun walked between the four scholars, stepped on the stairs, and slowly walked towards the high platform where the throne was located.

At this moment, there was a sudden lightning and thunder at the entrance of the palace, and a cobweb-like thunder and lightning intertwined, making a crackling sound, which was a hundred feet high, illuminating the entire capital as if it were day.

In the face of such a great change, the soldiers of the royal palace were shocked and helpless.

A handful of scholars recognized that this was not a natural thunderbolt, but a rare temple shift.

Even the Great Confucian, without the permission of the Holy Temple, can only use the Great Relocation of the Holy Temple once in his life, and he can directly move the people near the Holy Temple to any Holy Temple of the Human Race.

The Great Movement of the Temple consumes a lot of talent.

Thunder and lightning split a door, and a great Confucian dressed in purple walked out of it.

Great Confucianism of Chu State, Tu Zhaofeng.

"Fang Xusheng, be merciful!" saw Tu Zhaofeng's figure flash, turned into a series of afterimages, and flew to the side of King Chu.

The King of Chu immediately got up and hid behind Tu Zhaofeng.

Fang Yun looked up at Tu Zhaofeng, this person will be over ninety next year, but there is no wrinkle on his skin, there is not a single beard, and his hair is a little gray, if he doesn't look at his vicissitudes of life, he will only treat him as a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties.

Tu Zhaofeng bent down, his upper body parallel to the ground, and completed the standard 90 degrees.

The weight of this etiquette was enough to shock the whole world, and Tu Zhaofeng had not performed such a great gift for decades.

Fang Yun just watched quietly, without the slightest expression on his face.

After Tu Zhaofeng finished his work, he sighed lightly and said, "What the King of Chu did was indeed extremely heinous and outrageous. If it is replaced by old decay, old decay will also kill in the heart. However, after all, the king of Chu is the soul of the Chu country, and his willingness to abdicate has shaken the country's foundation, if the world knows that it was you who killed the king of Chu, it will cause an extremely heavy blow to the Chu country. Fang Xusheng, alias Zhang Longxiang, has lived in Chu for many days, and must still have the people of Chu in his heart. I also hope that you can consider the people of Chu and agree to the abdication of the king of Chu. ”

Fang Yun smiled slightly and said, "I admire Mr. Zhaofeng very much, but Mr. Zhaofeng is a little wrong. The soul of the state of Chu has never been a person, not the king of Chu, not you, not me, but the power that can make the people of this country have the power to straighten their chests and not be humiliated by foreign enemies! Those peasants who make people fed, those workers who make people warm, those soldiers who defend the frontier, and those scholars who study in research institutions...... The power created by the joint efforts of many Chu people is the soul of Chu State! You can't do it, I can't do it, and the king of Chu can't do it. ”

Tu Zhaofeng said: "Even if the king of Chu is not the soul of the Chu country, he should be regarded as the head of the Chu country." ”

"When the head of the Chu State brutalizes innocent students, brutalizes innocent peasant women, and colludes with barbarians, then someone needs to behead and change their heads. I will bear the name of beheading, and I will hand over the work of changing the head to Mr. Zhaofeng. Fang Yundao.

"If the king of Chu abdicates, you will be beheaded. Tu Zhaofeng said.

"When I say beheading, I mean to kill, to behead both mentally and physically!" Fang Yun said.

The King of Chu stiffened all over, and the four scholars showed a helpless expression, this Fang Xusheng was more maverick than the rumors, where could there be a figure like him who said to kill the King of Chu in person.

Tu Zhaofeng smiled bitterly: "Fang Xusheng, why are you doing this. After all, you are the virtual saint of the whole human race, and this literary world is only the literary world after all. Before you enter the literary world, the literary world is like hiding in the shadows, and few people pay attention to it. The abdication of the king of Chu and the safe departure of you, I think, will be of the greatest benefit to the Confucian literary world. ”

"No, abdication is just a matter of not making the monarchs of all countries truly afraid, only by killing the king of Chu to set an example will it be of the greatest benefit to the Confucian literary world. Indeed, for me, the literary world is not important, and even if all the people in the Confucian literary world are dead, it will not affect me. I should have spilled away from me, so that the stench of the literary world would not stain my clothes. It's a pity that hundreds of millions of literati are stretching out their hands and grabbing my shirt! They have both living and dead! I can't walk!"

After Fang Yun finished speaking slowly, the four scholars were shocked physically and mentally.

Tu Zhaofeng sighed again and said, "Fang Xusheng, even if you add Zhang Longxiang's merits, it will be difficult for you to fight against the Zong family and other families in the human race. What you have to do now is to keep your head in good faith and prepare for the assault on the Half-Saint to avoid any problems. You must know in your heart that once you kill the King of Chu, the Zong family and other families will definitely take decisive action and convict you! This is not what the old man wants. ”

Indeed, when doing something, one should consider the consequences. However, Mr. Zhaofeng made a mistake in his calculations. On the one hand, killing the King of Chu may be besieged, and on the other hand, not killing the King of Chu makes me unhappy, so I can only choose the former! Sometimes, if I encounter a dilemma, I will only say to myself, "Whichever one can make me truly happy, I will choose!" The life of the King of Chu is very important, but my mood is even more important!"

Tu Zhaofeng looked at Fang Yun helplessly, I am afraid that only the saints and Fang Yun in the whole world would dare to say that the life of the king of a country is not as good as his own mood.

"Mr. Zhaofeng, please get out of the way. Fang Yundao.

Tu Zhaofeng said helplessly: "The old man once promised the king of Chu that if the king of Chu is in trouble, he will do his best to help." Old man, I can't let it go, and I can't let it. ”

"Oh?" Fang Yun glanced at Tu Zhaofeng coldly, and then continued to walk upward, getting closer and closer to Tu Zhaofeng and the King of Chu.

When the two sides were three steps apart, Tu Zhaofeng sighed lightly, hugged his fist to the sky, and said: "Brother Kong, the old man is cheeky to invite, and I hope you will come down to persuade you, please raise your noble hand and let go of the King of Chu." ”

"Alas......" An old figure appeared beside Tu Zhaofeng.

Fang Yun fixed his eyes and saw that this was Kong Qingnan, the great Confucian of the Confucian family, who was in charge of everything in the Confucian literary world, and was the most powerful person in the Confucian literary world.

(To be continued.) )