The female saint of Confucianism did not show up in the end, but the tone of the text was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and those who could know the inside story all chose not to talk nonsense about this matter, and the Confucian saint only stabbed Bai Ren slightly, and then it was not good to continue to make nonsense on this matter.

Everyone has a bottom line in their hearts and a thorn that can't be pulled out, and this one is the thorn in Bai Ren's heart that is inserted in the softest place, and continuing to tease will only provoke anger.

The atmosphere was slightly awkward, this battle was fought to such an extent, behind it was the deployment of the Holy Gate for many years, and it was clear to everyone that Zhao Jing could plan such a war where a hundred schools of thought gathered, it was impossible not to be approved by Bai Yi, the current leader of the Holy Gate.

So does Bai Yi's wife, this Confucian female sage, know such a layout against Confucianism, and she chose to appear in Yulongguan at this moment, is she coming at the order of Confucian sages, or is she standing on the side of the Holy Gate to put pressure on Confucianism?

There are many reasons that are difficult to appeal for a while, and choosing to hide and not show up may be the best choice, if you really want to show up, whether you believe in you to increase the momentum of Confucianism, or to fight for the Holy Gate, causing trouble and entanglement.

Everyone present felt that it was better for this Confucian female saint not to appear, and there was only one person who was resentful of the stingy female saint.

It's Bai Chuan, the old man doesn't mention a lot of things, he doesn't know too much about the inside story, but aside from all this, as a son of man, Bai Chuan just wants to ask in person, for so many years, why can't he come over to see him, since he grew up under the old man's knees, if he didn't occasionally mention it, Bai Chuan would have thought that his parents had passed away early, and he was a child with no father and no mother with a bleak background, but he knew that both of them were there, but he didn't have any impression in his memory at all, this kind of desire for blood relationship with his closest relatives, it was really difficult to describe what kind of feeling it was。

Mother, have you secretly seen me all these years? But I don't know what you look like at all. No matter what unclear cause and effect you and your father have with your grandfather and Confucianism and this human world, and I don't want to know what purpose and for what reason, I just want to see you, what you look like, leave a thought, and occasionally recall, it turns out that my mother is so beautiful!

This is a knot, Bai Chuan has never lacked maternal love, although there is a grotesque and unruly old man, although there is a doting and kind Guan Lao, although there are childhood sweethearts Shi Yiyi and Guan Yun, and the most respected brother Bai Mu, but at that time, when Bai Chuan has something on his mind, he likes to run to the dilapidated Niangniang Temple, a child who is as timid as a mouse, will always be scared by the ghost stories of his partners and cry heartbreakingly, but he will still sneak into the eerie and terrifying dilapidated Niangniang Temple alone in the dead of night, facing a broken statue of the goddess, the grievances he suffered, and the thoughts in his heart, all out of their hearts.

Although the female stone statue was cold, mutilated, not talking, and would not comfort people, but at that time, Shirakawa just liked to lean against the stone statue, muttering to himself, it seemed that there was a stone statue behind him, just like his mother, he would protect Shirakawa, and would give him inexplicable courage, even if there were some changes in the middle of the night, the wind gusted, leaning, on, the heart was at peace, and he was not so afraid, Shirakawa, who loved to cry his nose, had the courage to feel that the ghost was weird, in fact, it was not a big deal.

For the red-clothed Fengli, Bai Chuan has to talk like his own sister, but in his heart, he never thought about how good it would be if his mother was as beautiful and powerful as Fengli's sister!

No matter how many thoughts flashed through Bai Chuan's thoughts for a while, how much he longed to see his mother, no one could hear it, and he didn't want others to hear it, but he just hoped that the female saint who didn't want to show up could understand, and it was enough.

Above the curtain, far away from the battlefield of Yulongguan, a woman with a peerless elegance looked helpless, just looked stunned, took back the steps, and finally sighed lightly and stayed in place without moving.

The ten stunning names on the new list of ten colors in the world, represented by Ouyang Feiyao and Jiang Luoyan, are based on the standard of unparalleled face, extraordinary temperament, and youthful youth, so the somewhat quiet face of this Confucian female saint is not a superb posture, but the kind of elegance and open-mindedness that is rarely described in a woman is enough to be worthy of the four words of elegance and peerlessness.

The years have never drawn its ruthless carving knife on such a woman, and the heart is persistent, and the same fairy posture is eternal.

If there is enthusiasm hidden in the heart, the years will never defeat the beauty!

With Confucianism's consistent idea of male superiority and inferiority of women, he was named one of the ten saints of Confucianism, when it was first announced, the vast majority of people thought that the Confucian masters were crazy, but after seeing the demeanor of the female saint, countless people were impressed by it, admiring Yu Wencai, admiring Yu Ya, admiring her elegance, who is not as good as a man in learning, there should be one person in the world, enough to carry the name of the female saint, she is Yu Zhaoqing!

At the time when Yu Zhaoqing first emerged, the world was named the originator of the graceful female word to call this talented woman, how many people were tender and indulged in her graceful emotions and could not extricate themselves, at that time Yu Zhaoqing could only be regarded as a Confucian who was born in the Tao of literature, but when the originator of the graceful word picked up the sage book in his hand and started to do the world-governing knowledge, the achievements made the whole world shocked.

Yu Zhaoqing, who was in his prime, met Bai Shouren, who was infinitely beautiful, and the two hit it off for Confucianism.

The past is unbearable, thinking about what happened back then, Yu Zhaoqing has no regrets, but for the sake of harmony and harmony for the family, he has carried the biggest burden in the world on his shoulders, and he is still working hard, and there is hope, and he will not stop.

"Chuan, my mother has actually been watching you! Don't blame my mother!"

No matter how highly educated a woman is, once she is a mother, there is always a lingering holy light on her body, and the female saint is no exception, she is known for her delicate and tender Yu Zhaoqing, who is known for her delicate and tender feelings, no matter how high her knowledge is, no matter how high her realm is, her feelings are becoming richer and richer, and she is not like those who have attained the Tao who have cultivated a hard-hearted heart that regards the common people as ants, and her concern for family affection occupies most of her.

Yu Zhaoqing wanted to leave and stay, and wanted to turn around and leave several times, but in the end she was reluctant to stand still, clarifying her state of mind and shaking for it, and the sage thought of it, and the earth responded to it, so her arrival would not be hidden.

"Since you want to see it, why are you hesitant, Confucianism doesn't have such a belly, isn't it a matter of righteousness when a mother sees her son?"

Standing beside Yu Zhaoqing, he said with a smile: "Mr. Yu is one of the ten saints of my Confucian culture and education, and all the sages are here, but why is he in a dilemma about Confucianism!"

Yu Zhaoqing finally cleaned up her mood and once again returned to being a female saint who was not inferior to a man, "Mr. Meng, Yulong Pass is fine, why should I do this." ”

Meng Weichu glanced at Yu Zhaoqing, although as a daughter, her status in Confucianism was higher than that of him, the deputy head of culture and education, but Meng Weichu did not feel embarrassed at all about Yu Zhaoqing's admiration.

"I'm afraid that some people will gossip? But what Mr. did for Confucianism, no one will look at it. ”

Yu Zhaoqing smiled euphemistically, "But the woman is not good enough, otherwise why would this scene happen in front of her." ”

Meng Weichu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "These Confucian masters just think very highly of themselves, and they are arrogant and high, in my opinion, they are not as good as Mr. Yu." ”

Yu Zhaoqing wrinkled his straight nose and smiled in a joking tone: "What about my father-in-law?"

Meng Weichu didn't hesitate at all, and laughed, "Bai Ren can't teach his son well, but Mr. can manage his father-in-law, in fact, he is not as good as Mr."

Yu Zhaoqing said with a smile: "But if Confucianism wants to have a temperament like Mr. Meng, I'm afraid it will be difficult to please!"

Meng Weichu's face flushed, "No, I don't want me, we are just an idle person who takes care of the Temple of Literature, it is not good to do learning, and it is even more difficult to manage it, and it is still necessary for people like Mr. Yu and Bai Ren to come forward, it is reasonable, give me a pot of wine, chant poems against me, and start the class handout, this is what I should do!"

Yu Zhaoqing asked, "Then why didn't Mr. Meng travel thousands of miles away?"

Meng Weichu's eyes were bright, "There is Mr. Bai, there is Mr. Yu, your family is worth looking forward to, Mr. Yu knows, who issued the Zhuxian Order this time? is it the first teacher...... Why is it who, sir, don't you know?"

Yu Zhaoqing didn't know where it would be, and his expression darkened, "But I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse!"

Meng Weichu said: "It is also ...... to descend to the Si people"

Yu Zhaoqing interrupted Meng Weichu's book bag, "Don't take these words of your husband again." ”

Meng Weichu smiled embarrassedly, "I, too, have the name of my own husband and student to mix in the Temple of Literature, but the affairs of Confucianism, the affairs of this world, still need some people to stand up." ”

Yu Zhaoqing pondered for a long time before he sighed: "Anyone can take care of the affairs of this world, why should the Bai family be in charge." Mr. Meng, I'll leave it to you here. ”

The two bowed down, and the Confucian female sage Yu Zhao left without looking back, and finally did not meet Bai Chuan.

Meng Weichu looked at the back of the departing figure and said in a loud voice: "Please also ask Mr. Yu to take the following seriously." ”

Yu Zhaoqing, who had long been gone, heard a voice.

"Isn't what Zhaoqing has done for Confucianism enough?"

Meng Weichu smiled bitterly and muttered to himself in a voice that no one could hear.

"It's enough! It's not enough, it's just bitter Mr. Yu. ”

"For the beginning, thank you for Confucianism!"

The deputy head of culture and education bowed deeply, respected the saints, and honored the women.

Female Chinese male, well deserved!