Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 155: Wen Gu Zheng Zheng (Please recommend votes)
On the east slope.

Luo Xiang's face was full of worry, fearing that the gentleman would never come back.

He knew Youdu's behavior very well. He was a vindictive villain. How could he let a gentleman go easily if he had damaged King Youxun's face in public?
Going to Youdu is undoubtedly like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth.

"Brother Feng, are you really going to Youdu?" Du Wang came up and asked in confusion, "This Youdu is a den of dragons and tigers. It's easy to get in but hard to get out. Please think twice."

"I hope you will think twice."

Many young people came up and saluted, saying that they did not want Feng Sanding to go to Youdu.

Because no one knows what will happen on this trip to Youdu. It is possible that one will return safely, or it is more likely that one will never come back.

"Everyone, Brother Ziya and I came to Shu from afar just to go to Youdu." Feng Qingyan pondered for a moment and said without worrying too much, "Now the Ghost King of Youdu has invited me, which is exactly what I want. Besides, I have to go to Youdu."

"Have to go?"

Du Wang asked curiously.

Feng Qingyan saw that everyone was curious, so he glanced at Zi Yaqin and said, "Do you know that Brother Zi Ya has traveled across most of the world for ten years in order to find the soul of his deceased wife?"

"How could you not know this?"

"The love between Master Qin and his wife really moved us."

Everyone at Dongpo was talking about it, and they really admired Zi Yaqin's infatuation.

"Brother Zi Ya and I went to Youdu because we wanted to ask Youdu to help bring back the soul of Brother Zi Ya's deceased wife from the underworld."

Feng Qingyan Road.

"I see."

Everyone understood and stopped trying to persuade him.

"Although you have no choice but to go to Youdu, I hope you will be extremely careful and not fall into the trap of the villains in Youdu."

Someone reminded.

"Thank you all for your concern. Qingyan will act carefully."

Feng Qingyan bowed slightly and said
"When will you go to Youdu?" someone asked.

"The night when the three-day discussion ended."

Feng Qingyan thought about it and said, if the three-day discussion on Taoism could not be stopped, this would allow him to gather the power of thousands of scholars in Shu Kingdom, so that Youdu would not dare to touch him easily.

This is the reason why he dared to go to Youdu.

"That night, we must escort the gentleman and not let Youdu look down on us." Someone said angrily, very dissatisfied with Youdu's tyranny.

"Not bad!"

"We will definitely escort you, sir. Don't let Youdu look down on you."

The crowd on Dongpo was in an uproar, and they all clamored to escort Feng Qingyan. They looked like they were willing to sacrifice their lives for the gentleman, which deeply moved Feng Qingyan.

"Let's stop here for today's discussion."

Feng Qingyan looked at the sky and said, the sun has set and it is almost dark.

Many people bowed to Feng Qingyan and left, but most of them stayed on the Dongpo Hill, and servants brought them dinner, etc., as if they were preparing to spend the night on the Dongpo Hill.

Whether it is on Dongpo or in Wugong City.

Groups of scholars can be seen everywhere, talking excitedly about what they saw and heard on Dongpo today, and marveling at the gentleman's character when facing the King of Youdu...

At this time, his reputation had risen several levels.

Feng Qingyan returned to the bamboo building and knelt quietly in front of the table with his eyes closed, as motionless as a wooden sculpture.

It was getting dark outside the window.

"Don't bother."

Zi Yaqin saw this outside and reminded Di Tang.

"What about this dinner?"

Di Tang was stunned for a moment and said that she really admired the gentleman today. She could never forget the demeanor of him standing with his hands behind his back in front of King Youxun.

How many people in the world can do this? He is worthy of being a world-famous gentleman. Even when facing the terrifying King Youxun, he remained neither arrogant nor humble, and even dared to rebuke him.

"Let it go first."

Zi Yaqin hesitated and said.

Feng Qingyan sat in the bamboo building for two hours without moving.

Although facing the King of Patrol was dangerous and he could die if he was not careful, he did nothing wrong. He should not be submissive and submissive just because the other party was the King of Patrol of Youdu.

Otherwise, where is the spirit of studying?

How to become a strong writer?
Confucius said: Wealth and honor cannot corrupt me, poverty and humbleness cannot change me, power and force cannot bend me.

At this time Feng Qingyan opened his eyes, took out the "Yijing" from the bookcase and began to read aloud. The "Yijing" is a Confucian classic written by Yisheng and has a very high status.

Yisheng ranks second among the saints of Confucianism.

In the worship of the holy temple, the Saint of Rites is on the left side of the Most Holy, and on the right side is the Saint of Benevolence, Righteousness and Propriety, also known as the Three Saints of Benevolence, Righteousness and Propriety, who have the highest status in Confucianism.

"Fish is what I want; bear's paw is what I want too. If I cannot have both, I will give up fish and take bear's paw. Life is what I want; righteousness is what I want too. If I cannot have both, I will give up life and take righteousness..."

At this time, the loud sound of reading came from the bamboo building, but it no longer had the charm of the past.

When everyone on Dongpo heard this, they all stopped and looked towards the bamboo building. They felt the anger and unwillingness in the sound of reading. When they thought of the power of King Youxun during the day, they couldn't help but empathize with him.

"He occupies the broadest place in the world, stands in the right position in the world, and walks the great way in the world; when he is successful, he follows the people; when he is unsuccessful, he walks his own way. He cannot be corrupted by wealth and honor, nor can he be moved by poverty and humbleness, nor can he be bent by might and force. This is what is called a true man."

At this time, the sound of reading came from the bamboo building like thunder.

Even inside Wugong City, it can be heard clearly.

Especially the last line "This is what a real man is" was almost like a roar, which made the bamboo building tremble and shocked everyone in Dongpo, making them wake up.

A real man cannot be corrupted by wealth and honor, cannot be moved by poverty and humbleness, and cannot be bent by power and force.

Occupy the broadest place in the world, stand in the right position in the world, follow the great way of the world; if you are successful, follow the people; if you are unsuccessful, follow your own way!
At this moment, a great, righteous and strong aura came from between heaven and earth, turning into a thick fog that enveloped Dongpo, shocking everyone on Dongpo.

"This is?"

Someone looked up and asked doubtfully.

"Speaking with lofty sentiments?" Some people asked in confusion, because what was happening in front of them was indeed speaking with lofty sentiments, just like a gentleman's morning reading this morning.

"This is a gentleman's literary bones."

After taking a look, Luo Xiang became a little excited and said, "I never thought that a gentleman could become a gentleman under such circumstances."

"A gentleman has forged his literary bones?"

When everyone heard what Luo Xiang said, they were all shocked.

As far as they know, the gentleman had not yet opened the Wen Palace at the beginning of spring, but now he has cast Wen bones? Isn't it too fast?
Open the Wen Palace, Wen Tong, Wen Sheng, Wen Cai, and build Wen bones...

It's been less than half a year.

This made the young people on Dongpo feel desperate.

Half a year was not enough for them to finish reading a volume of scriptures, but others had already made several breakthroughs.

The majestic aura between heaven and earth turned into a huge vortex above Dongpo, rushing into the bamboo building madly and sinking into Feng Qingyan's chest.

At this moment, each of Feng Qingyan's sternum seemed to be lit up.

Gradually it became snow-white and holy, emitting a faint white light...

A scholar who wants to break through the realm of literary talent must forge a literary bone.

But at this time, Feng Qingyan had not yet broken through to the realm of scholar, but he had already forged more than one literary bone. Moreover, each literary bone was snow-white and holy, emitting a faint white light, as if it contained endless holy power.

The literary bones are strong!

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PS: Thanks to “太穷读欠、楚子辰” for the reward!

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