The Manchu Dynasty Wenwu looked at Fang Yun blankly, still unable to understand why the head of the Kong family invited Fang Yun. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This face is too big, so big that it is beyond the comprehension of everyone.

Even if the head of the Kong family wants to invite Yi Zhishi, at most he will pass on a letter privately, and normally speaking, he will only let the Confucian of the Kong family come to invite him.

As soon as the mouth of the Half-Saint Venerable is opened, it can affect the realm.

The holy aura of the Confucian Temple still stands in the sky, and has not dissipated, shining in the world with the ancestral monument.

Everyone looked at Fang Yun, no matter how stupid they were, they already understood that the head of the Kong family was obstructing the sect saint.

The last time the head of the Confucian family visited Zongsheng, it was because Zongsheng had planted a spy in the Confucian literary world, and if the head of the Confucian family did not seek justice, the Confucian family would not be worthy of being the first family of the millennium.

But this time it can't be said anyway, just a filial piety to the ancestral monument is worthy of the Kong family?

Even if Zongsheng disperses Zengzi's thoughts, it is not worth the head of the Kong family.

Many scholars looked at Fang Yun and were speechless, yes, filial piety has always been advocated by Confucius and the human race, and it is filial piety that makes the human race extra united and avoid losing its strength under the protection of foreign enemies, but it is hard to imagine that the head of the Confucian family will do it himself.

What is the hidden relationship between the Kong family and Fang Yun?

Some great Confucians carefully observed Fang Yun and found that Fang Yun seemed to be a little confused, and it seemed that they didn't know why the head of the Kong family would make a move.

Although Fang Yun accepted the invitation of the head of the Kong family, he was still thinking in his heart, the only thing related to this matter was that Kong Delun had passed on a book before, saying that he would go to the Kong family before going to the Sacred Valley to be buried, although he didn't know what to do, it shouldn't be a bad thing. Today, the head of the Confucian family invited again, obviously doing more, it must be to help himself and stop the sect saint.

Fang Yun's divine thoughts glanced at Kong Cheng's pure white holy qi that rushed straight into the sky, and turned his head to look at Liu Shan.

Sweat slowly left on Liu Shan's forehead.

The faces of the leftists turned pale.

An old subordinate of Liushan lost his soul and muttered: "No, the sect saint will definitely not give up the practitioner, definitely not." If the practitioner is gone, his old man's holy path is lacking, and it is almost impossible to be promoted to the second saint. Liu Gong will definitely be fine, will be fine......"

The rest of the leftist party members did not say a word, but listened quietly, and sorrow rose from their hearts.

"The willows are connected!"

Fang Yun's voice was as clear as thunder, and then he curled his fingers to flick the page towards Liu Shan.

At the same time, everyone in the palace felt a great force like heaven and sea slowly pressing down, and it could raze the entire capital to the ground at any time.

Just when Fang Yun was about to play "Three Gifts to Liushan Wanderer" to Liu Shan, Liu Shan suddenly withdrew his arms.

The two pages of poems "One Gift to Liushan Ciwu Cry" and "Two Gifts to Liushan Farewell to the Old Mother" fall lightly, and there is no force to make Liushan's arms bend at all.

Wenbi Zhu Gong's murder ended.

Liu Shan took off the official seal from his waist, held it with both hands and sent it to Jing Jun, and said loudly: "Xiaguan Liushan, due to the death of his mother's illness, asked to return to his hometown to guard the system for three years, and I hope that His Majesty will be filial piety in Xiaguan and fulfill Xiaguan." ”

Jing Jun was still lying on the queen mother's lap, and when he heard Liu Shan's sudden voice, he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, and after a few breaths, he hurriedly ran back to the dragon chair, constantly wiping his sweat, aiming at Fang Yun, and finally looking at Jiang Hechuan, showing a pleading look.

Although Jing Jun worships Fang Yun as his teacher, he will be taught by Jiang Hechuan himself every once in a while.

After three breaths, Jing Jun's expression was straight, and he said loudly in a childish voice: "Quasi-play." ”

A few officials rolled their eyes, a few almost laughed, and the rest had a bit of a strange look on their faces.

It stands to reason that if a big man like Liu Shan wants to return to his hometown, even if the monarch wants him to leave, he will pretend to be affectionate once or twice, saying that the country needs Liu Shan, and think that Liu Shan is disloyal to Yunyun with a very angry attitude, and the monarch will only agree when Liu Shan begs repeatedly.

But Jingjun is good, just come to a "quasi-play", don't even say kind words, in normal times, it is estimated that a big man can be angry to death.

The left-hand party behind Liu Shan was like a mourner, only to feel that the sky had fallen, their eyes were dull, and their bodies were shaking, like walking corpses.

There is no doubt that as long as Liu Shan walks out of this Jinluan Palace, all the officials of the Zuo Xiang Party will be assigned to the Leng Yamen at the least, and the most serious will be seized from office, and the most serious may even face prison.

There is no doubt that no matter whether Liushan can return in three years or not, Jingguo will inevitably launch a brutal purge to uproot Liushan's power.

However, every leftist party member did not blame Liushan, because this is Liushan's only choice, once Fang Yun popped out the third page of poetry, Liushan would definitely not be able to catch it, not only would he suffer a heavy blow physically, but the Wen Palace would inevitably be sealed by the filial piety ancestral monument.

Now, Liu Shan admits defeat and gives up fighting against Fang Yun, so the forces of the ancestral monument and Fang Yun will not continue to attack Liu Shan.

Fang Yun glanced at Liu Shan, stretched out his hand, and the two pages of poetry that fell on the ground flew back into his hand.

The three poems are stacked on top of each other, suspended in mid-air, witnessing what is happening in the court today.

The light in the sky gradually dissipated, and finally disappeared along with the ancestral monument.

Liu Shan handed over the official seal and wat board to the eunuch, turned around, and walked out slowly.

The face of the willow mountain does not change, and the steps are calm, just like an ordinary retreat, without the slightest abnormality.

Everyone looked at his back, this figure had always been incomparably tall under the gate of the Golden Luan Hall and the sky, but now, with each step, it seemed to shrink in a circle, becoming smaller and smaller.

Not a single one laughed, no one ridiculed, and even those who hated him the most only watched silently.

An era has come to an end.

The moment Liu Shan stepped out of the gate of the Jinluan Palace, his body shook, and then, everyone heard a crisp but subtle sound.

I saw Liu Shan's hair crown falling, and a silver hair fluttering in the wind, dancing with his clothes.

Liu Shan was unaware and continued to move forward.

Bang bang bang......

The wooden door frame of the Jinluan Hall was unexpectedly exploded one after another, and sawdust flew wildly.

Everyone was stunned, and then sighed again and again.

The leftists burst into tears.

Although Liu Shan's gall had not cracked, the voice indicated that a slight crack had been formed.

The door frame flew wildly, representing that Liu Shan could no longer control his power at that time.

Where Liushan passed, the stone slabs cracked, and the guards on both sides vomited blood and flew upside down.

Ten steps later, Liu Shan's boots exploded and splashed.

From beginning to end, Liu Shan seemed to be unconscious, barefoot, slowly moving forward.

The sun is setting, the sun is shining all over the sky, and on the long road, the silver hair is flying.

In the past 12 years, he has been in the Jinluan Palace. However, the dream frightened the people in the alley, and the pale hair fell into the sky.

There was silence in the Jinluan Palace, and it was not until the man in green clothes disappeared into the palace that everyone came back to their senses.

Everyone looked at Fang Yun, whether it was on either side of the court hall or on the dragon chair.

At this moment, Jingguo has no monarch and no phase, only luck.

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