Liu Yu lowered his head, was silent for a moment, looked up at Ji Zhibai, and said slowly: "The old man is not perfect, in this world, there are very few perfect people, the old man is just a mortal, so he is selfish, and even Fang Xusheng and all the half-saints have done wrong things." Emotion, reason, etiquette, and law are all connected, but there will be contradictions and conflicts, and the old man is stupid and can't do it well. Since you think the evidence is conclusive, then please punish it fairly, and the old man will never complain. But, let the old man sell the hypocrisy, the old man can't do it!"

Ji Zhibai smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, you have to think clearly, is it worth it to ruin yourself and put your family in trouble for the sake of a dead person?"

Liu Yu replied firmly: "Don't say that I am ruined by one person, even if tens of millions of people are ruined, as long as the Baofang Xusheng I is wise, it is worth it; Ji Zhibai, the old man advises you, you have to forgive people and spare people, and death is great, not to mention that it is a generation of false saints, and the merits are immeasurable. If you continue to insist on going your own way, all the people will not tolerate it, and heaven and earth will not tolerate it!"

Ji Zhibai showed a hideous look, stretched out his hand and pointed to his forehead, and said: "His merits are immeasurable, does my Ji Zhibai deserve to be unlucky and broken?

Liu Yu sighed lightly and said sincerely: "Can the old man tell the truth?"

"Say it. Ji Zhibai's face softened.

"To tell you the truth, these things are not complaining about Fang Xusheng, you have brought it on yourself, and you really deserve it. Liu Yu is extremely sincere, just like a little Mengtong who answers questions seriously.

"Presumptuous!" Fei Chang was furious and slapped the startled wood.

Syllable......

A trace of hatred flashed in Ji Zhibai's eyes, but then he suppressed it and said, "Then, since Fang Yun is dead, everything is also caused by him." I take revenge on him, and he deserves it!"

Liu Yu smiled softly and said, "Do you have no one in my Terran Race? Are you all a wreck when I am a Terran scholar? Once Jianmei Gong returns, he will inevitably punish you heavily!"

Ji Zhibai laughed and said, "Li Wenying? He is indeed unparalleled in his generation, but so what? Is he an enemy of the Zong family or the Lei family? Does he dare to resist the order of the East Saint Pavilion? What's more, if he dares to go on a killing spree, the Zong Sheng's words can make him die!"

"Don't you want to think about the people's grievances like this?" Liu Yu's eyes flashed with wisdom, his literary rank may not be high, but his years of life experience have greatly increased his wisdom.

Ji Zhibai was stunned. There was no immediate rebuttal.

Surprise flashed in Fei Chang's eyes, and he didn't know how to answer.

Liu Yu said slowly: "Even I, an old boy, know that everything you have encountered may not be caused by public resentment!"

Ji Zhibai was silent for a long time, and said: "I haven't become a great Confucian, I haven't touched the edge of the Holy Dao, and the people's grievances don't have much impact. What's more, once you become a great Confucian, you can kill demons and barbarians to eliminate public grievances. Or ask the demi-saint to solve it. ”

"The resentment accumulated by the attacking party's Void Sanctuary can't be eliminated by killing demons and destroying barbarians. Although the half-saint is not stained with people's grievances, he is not a saint after all, those people's grievances. After all, it will work on his family. Which half-saint would let the family suffer such terrible public grievances? In addition to the fact that Confucius has the merit of fixing the world, the Confucian family is not affected by the people's grievances, and even the six major sub-saint families have tried their best to avoid being dragged down by the people's grievances. Back then, the Xun family had a grudge with Fang Xusheng, and the reason why the Xun family compromised. Even at the expense of exile for the elder brother, what he is afraid of is carrying the resentment of the ten people!"

"Do you think you are a great Confucian half-saint? I know how to do things, so I need you to nag?" Ji Zhibai looked at Liu Yu coldly.

Liu Yu sighed. said: "The old man said that as long as the punishment is just, the old man will never complain. However, the old man can't bear to destroy the great karma created by the human race for Jingguo because of your selfish desires. This Ning'an County is not only the hard work of Fang Xusheng alone, but also the future direction of the Terran Race, once it changes drastically, it will be a Terran sinner! What's more, the barbarians will fight here at any time, at this time, Fang Xusheng's enemies are in charge of Ning'an County, and anyone can see the end of Ning'an County!"

Fei Chang was stunned for a moment, glanced at Ji Zhibai, and faintly realized.

Ning'an County's status in the human race is in full swing, and every day, scholars from all over the ten countries go here, just to stick to Ning'an and attack the barbarians.

It can even be said that Ning'an County has become the spiritual barrier of Jingguo, once Ning'an County is broken, everyone in Jingguo will inevitably suffer a devastating spiritual blow, the fighting spirit will drop to a low point, and the morale will be completely lost.

The next step is Yuyang Pass, but Tong Luan, the bachelor in charge of Yuyang Pass, has already taken refuge in Liushan, and whether Yuyang Pass sticks to it or not is only in Liushan's thoughts.

Once the Yuyang Pass is lost, the barbarians can drive straight into the capital and reach the capital.

At that time, Chen Guanhai will inevitably have a life-and-death battle with the wolf, and Chen Guanhai is seriously injured and will definitely lose.

After that, Qingguo and Wuguo can join forces to attack, drive away the barbarians, and carve up Jingguo.

By that time, Ning'an County had been reduced to scorched earth.

At that time, the most precious traces left by Fang Yun on the Terran race would be gone.

At that time, those thrilling events will gradually fade out of the eyes of the Terrans.

At that time, the human race only remembered those poems and articles, and only remembered those achievements, but they might not know what a person named Fang Yun had done in Ning'an County.

"How can the benefits of a county be compared to the benefits of the human race? If it is a human race, don't say that it is just a city of Ning'an, even the entire Jingguo can be abandoned! You frogs at the bottom of the well, how can you know that my miscellaneous family is magnificent! Liu Yu, I will give you one last chance, will you recruit or not?" Ji Zhibai said loudly.

"Liu Yu is at fault, Fang Yun is not guilty, and I have no way to recruit him. Please judge!" Liu Yudao.

Ji Zhibai said: "Liu Yu, look at these documents, do you dare to say that you are innocent? You dare to say that you are spotless? You dare not say it! However, you are a filthy person who dares to defend Fang Yun with dignity and integrity, and you still think you are upright, and you actually look down on us and others, which is disgusting!"

Liu Yudao: "Master Ji, the clothes are also dirty, and it is not the same as being contaminated with dust and falling into the pit. These documents are all facts, but none of them are murdering others and forcibly seizing Ning'an's huge assets, and the old man knows that he has a loss. The old man did not betray the meritorious ministers of the human race, nor did he frame the false saints of the human race, this is a big festival. If anyone can be like a saint and do nothing wrong, he can naturally look down on the old man. The old man doesn't lose his big festival, but he looks down on you scum of the human race and the rebellion of Jingguo!"

"Come on, put Liu Yu in prison! Liu Yu, I'll give you three days to think about it! After three days, if you still die and don't repent, then I can only do something that you will regret for the rest of your life!"

"Before leaving, the old man answered you with a poem by Fang Xusheng. The wind blows through the Qin Shiguan, and the iron clothes reflect the snow and the night is even colder. You will never understand why Fang Xusheng can make "Song of Qin Min", let alone why he can be admired by all the people, but you are scolded by all the people!"

Ji Zhibai smiled indifferently and said disdainfully: "It's a pity that he is dead, I am still alive!".

(To be continued.) )