"good!"
The bright immortal beast suddenly turned its head.
After staring at Hanxiang for a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth and smiled.
"The heavens and the earth are in order, and the results are caused by causes and conditions. I am in the reincarnation of eternal life, watching you."
"Don't... lie!"
Han Xiang's eyes suddenly flashed with a dull look.
According to the legend, the luminous fairy beast can reveal all things in its cave. Although it is not as exaggerated as seeing everything through the long river of time, as long as you want to know something, you can 'see' the general result through the flower of karma.
Could it be that...my past life self and that nasty little thief would really become a couple in the end?
In an instant.
The light ahead shines brightly.
There seems to be an illusory portal connecting heaven and earth, deep into Qingyun Mountain.
Among the clouds and mist, a magnificent and solemn school was faintly visible.
The spirit beast looked at Hanxiang, as if waiting for her to step into it, with a hint of mischief in its eyes.
"Um."
Nod slightly.
The cold fairy stepped into All Saints School with a blushing face.
The Treasure Pavilion at this time.
The debate among the people is getting more and more fierce, and it seems that they must be completely divided today.
Although those who support Yang Gang have a slight upper hand.
However, because Yang Tianyou took advantage of the loopholes in the previous Holy Lord's edict, he has been clinging to the fact that 'Lan Caiyi' is Yang Tianyou's wife, and he has become 'orthodox' in the general sense of the law.
The two sides are still arguing.
The truth is that the more you argue, the clearer it becomes.
But because of this, the contradictions have become increasingly irreconcilable.
Many people gradually frowned.
His eyes subconsciously looked at Gao Chunyu, the Minister of Rites.
If both sides fail to gain the upper hand in this debate, the final result may require the Minister of Rites to make a final decision.
But……
Yang Gang used force to suppress others, which side will he lean towards?
Even though Gao Chun was vaguely sympathetic to Yang Gang's mother and son, he was also an official of the Zhou Dynasty and represented the orthodoxy of etiquette.
Leaving one's destiny to an unknown number still makes people unable to let go of their hearts.
Yang Gang couldn't help but look out the window.
I silently said in my heart: "Auntie, please do everything...!"
Qingyun Mountain.
Hanxiang stepped into the school full of books.
I saw calligraphy and paintings engraved on the corridors and pavilions here, and the sound of sages reading aloud seemed to reach my ears, penetrating through the past and present.
Fallen leaves are flying and the smell of books is everywhere.
Suddenly there was a burst of children's laughter from ahead.
Hanxiang thought for a moment and turned the corner of the student corridor.
"At the beginning of man's life, his nature is good..."
"Sheng of the great path, reincarnation appears..."
"All things have animism and their natures are the same..."
In the yard in front, a group of children gathered at the knees of a kind old man, holding scriptures and books in their hands and reading them loudly. There were also a few people in the yard, milling around under the trees, laughing and playing happily.
The harmonious picture is like a scroll, slightly rippled by the spring breeze.
Hanxiang suddenly felt a feeling in her heart.
As Yang Gang said, the old man in front of him is indeed the kindest old man in the world.
"Hanxiang, I have met the old master."
She bowed her head respectfully.
At this moment, Hanxiang was dressed in moonlight palace clothes, decorated with peach blossoms, as if meeting a respected elder, looking very gentle and virtuous.
"We have guests coming~~~ Children, you stay here and study. Grandpa goes to receive the guests."
The old man tapped his bamboo stick on the ground, stood up and said.
"Yes, Grandpa!"
Several children immediately responded in unison, appearing very well-behaved and sensible.
Mango shoes stepped on the fallen leaves in the yard.
The old man walked up to Han Xiang and smiled kindly: "Little girl, come with me."
He walked forward, shuttling in the corridor of students.
Han Xiang listened to bursts of reading in his ears, as if countless students were full of vitality, and he seemed to hear an ancient sage talking softly in his ears. Like a dream or an illusion, far or near...
next moment.
Her vision flickered.
Unknowingly, he was already standing in a magnificent school.
I saw all the saints displayed in the hall, and the classic articles exuded literary spirit, like stars in the sky.
Hanxiang is in it.
I just feel that I am infinitely small, like a mortal standing on the earth looking up at the endless stars in the sky. It also seems like this great hall is infinitely big, like the heaven and earth and the universe, accommodating all things.
"What did the girl do when she came here?"
The old man's solemn voice came from the front.
Hanxiang looked at his back.
The old man was sitting on the ground with his back to her, facing the portraits of the saints in the hall.
this moment.
From the old man playing with children just now, his painting style has suddenly changed. His breath is deep and distant, like the source of the world's atmosphere.
"Master."
Hanxiang lowered her head subconsciously, not daring to look any further.
But he said softly: "Hanxiang is here to make a holy wish for his nephew Yang Gang."
The three words "please make holy wishes" came out.
There was a bang.
All Saints Academy shines brightly, as if countless figures have condensed from reality into void, returning from the void, emerging from the long river of history.
"How do you, a woman, make a holy wish?"
The old master's voice was majestic and distant, as if it was coming from the void in the sky.
"Among the saints, there are also women. Why can't Hanxiang ask for a holy wish?" Hanxiang replied firmly.
"Um."
When the old master heard this, he nodded with slight satisfaction.
Above the void.
In All Saints School, the word "enlightenment" seemed to flash across the hall.
But at this time, the cold fragrance seemed to be unnoticed.
She continued: "Hanxiang is here not for himself, nor for Yang Gang. But for...the justice of heaven and the enlightenment of all generations!"
With a crash.
Literature bloomed again in the void, and words such as "benevolence", "righteousness" and "reason" seemed to flash by one by one.
"Hahaha, well said!"
When the old master heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
The majestic figure finally turned around.
All of a sudden.
Han Xiang felt that the grand pressure from all directions had disappeared, and a kind and kind atmosphere emerged spontaneously.
The old master in front of him seemed to have suddenly transformed from a dignified saint to the loving old man just now.
"Did that kid Yang Gang ask you to say these words?" the old master said with a genuine smile.
"yes."
Hanxiang didn't dare to hide it and replied respectfully: "He said that after this incident, he studied poetry and classics hard at Qingyun Mountain. He could not escape from the world and cultivated his demonic nature."
"To refine one's demonic nature?" The old master was obviously stunned, and then slowly said: "His wish, the hearts of all the saints are like mirrors, has long been known. You... go down first."
"yes."
Hanxiang bowed slightly respectfully and turned to face the door.
Although he didn't know what he meant, he didn't dare to refute what the old man meant.
It's just that my heart can't help but feel a little uneasy.
The majesty of the Holy King spreads throughout the nine heavens and ten earth, and immortals, gods, demons, devils, saints... all avoid its edge.
Will the hundreds of saints who have taken refuge in Qingyun Mountain agree to her request?
"I still have a personal question..." The old master's voice came from behind again.
Hanxiang paused and turned around in surprise.
"Why are you and that kid begging me?" The old master winked mischievously and teased.
Han Xiang was slightly startled and her face turned red.
He responded: "Back to Master, he said... I saw you when I was a child."
"He also said that you are the kindest old man in the world. If your child is wronged, you will not sit idly by and do nothing!"
"Uh hahaha"
The old master was slightly startled, as if he was recalling the image of that little figure angrily jumping up and hitting him on the knee. He vaguely remembered that it seemed that it was just because other children took his toys.
But I taught him... that peace is the most important thing.
"Okay, okay, he's a good boy."
The old master looked at Han Xiang and his eyes became gentler.
He waved his hand and said: "Go, go, children, go and fight... I will take care of your matters on behalf of the saints."
"Yes, Master Xie!"
Hanxiang suddenly smiled.
At this moment, a bright moonlight seemed to flash through the solemn school.
Wait for the fairy-like beauty to leave the school.
'crunch'
The door slammed shut.
All Saints Academy did not fall into darkness because of this. The rays of light of the Saints emerged from the void, like beacons that illuminated the way forward for the human race, illuminating the hall like a bright light.
"Everyone, did you all hear it?"
The smile on the old master's face faded and he said seriously.
"It seems that no one has laughed at All Saints Academy for thousands of years." A sigh sounded in the void.
"It's been dull for a long time. It's a bit boring." Another voice said.
"I have read all the poems and essays written by that child, and they are indeed quite courageous. No wonder he dared to jump up and hit me on the knee." There was a hint of smile in a voice.
"After hiding from the world for thousands of years, maybe it's time to go down the mountain and take a walk." A clumsy voice said.
"Hmph!" A resolute voice sounded, "We can't escape from the world, but the Holy Lord wants to consecrate the gods above our heads... Sooner or later, he will overthrow the Qingyun Long Step!"
One voice sounded.
The solemn All Saints Academy suddenly seemed to come alive.
The old master turned around and looked at the Holy Capital City at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, with a smile on his lips.
He murmured softly: "Go, go, all go! Help that poor child... Go and help this world to regain its righteousness that is about to collapse. Go and bring a trace of enlightenment to those children."
"yes."
"Respect the fate of the Master of Heaven and Earth!"
One after another, figures bowed their heads and made promises.
In an instant.
Culture blooms on Qingyun Mountain.
The projections of ancient sages walked out of the All Saints Academy and towards the Zhenbao Pavilion on Changting Street in the Holy Capital at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.
And at this time.
The atmosphere in the Zhenbao Pavilion was already like a raging fire cooking oil, almost ready to burn.
Both sides insist on their own opinions and cannot argue.
Gao Chun, the Minister of Rites, with a face as deep as water, also felt a huge pressure.
finally.
He waved his hand.
The curtain of the back hall was opened.
On the high seats in the original auction venue, I saw a number of profound scholars sitting there.
"this……"
"All the great scholars from Shengjing are here!"
Everyone's expressions became solemn at this moment.
The higher-level forces in the Holy Capital, some of the people who represent the highest knowledge of the Great Zhou Dynasty, have entered the scene!
Among them are frail old men, some Yuanshen masters who have entered the spiritual path, and even some powerful people who have combined Confucianism and Taoism and have already entered the fairyland.
However, today, they only represent the great scholars in the world whom they have learned from.
Represents - impartiality and selflessness.
The faces of the people on Yang Gang's side suddenly became a little darker.
No matter how supportive the people here were of the ethics of "king, minister, father and son" in the human world, when the past experiences of Yang Gang's mother and son were exposed, they could not help but feel sympathy for the two of them.
However, these great Confucian scholars are all profound in knowledge, but they can abandon the sympathy in their hearts, and they will not be biased in their discussions.
The laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty governed the country with impartiality and selflessness.
If we really use legal dialectics...
In this scene, Yang Gang is in danger!
really.
From the beginning of the dialectics of the great Confucian scholars, there seemed to be a one-sided tendency.
This time, they did not stand on any side, but each argued for the rationality and feasibility of the son's struggle with the father for the mother in the law.
And when this dialectic is completely separated from sensibility.
Just like the ruthless laws of Great Zhou, they are enough to defeat the theory presented by Yang Gang.
Gradually, it seemed that there was a tangle of dharma and principles intertwined, airtight, like the rhythm of Taoism in a fairyland, actually covering the voices of all the great Confucians.
Everyone gradually became unable to hear the content of their arguments.
aside.
Jiang He pulled Yang Gang's sleeve.
He gave Yang Gang a look, indicating that the situation was not good, as if to say: Do you want to move Mother Yang away first?
"No need."
Yang Gang patted the sword on his body.
He looked at Yang Tianyou, whose face was gradually showing a proud look.
If he was really unable to do anything, he could kill Yang Tianyou with one blow of the Blood Drinking Demon Sword and risk everything to live in the immortal prison for a thousand years, which would save his mother from this calamity.
only.
If you do this, all previous plans will be meaningless.
Thousands of years later, the Yang Mansion has reproduced several generations of people and is extremely nourishing, and those who once committed sins have long passed away in the long river of time.
That...is too cheap for them!
Bang~~
There was a shock.
It woke up many distracted people in Zhenbao Pavilion.
Everyone looked at it one after another.
"Our self-defense is over." A great scholar said.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.
Is it finally over?
"Brother Huang, we need to announce the results." Gao Chun, the Minister of Rites, said.
He looked at the representatives of the great scholars, the censor of the Great Wednesday Fasi Yamen, Panzhu Great Confucian Cheng Zhufeng.
"Um."
Cheng Zhufeng nodded slowly.
He looked at the calm Yang Gang and then at the slightly perverted Yang Tianyou.
He said with a straight face: "We have decided on the outcome of the dispute between Yang's father and son... based on theory and law... Lan Caiyi is still Yang Tianyou's wife and concubine, there is no doubt..."
Everyone listened intently.
At this time, Yang Gang seemed to have never heard of it.
His gaze was fixed on the outside of Zhenbao Pavilion.
Look at the end of the street.
A gorgeous figure like a goddess, in moonlight palace attire, with flying ribbons, slowly walked towards him. Han Xiang suddenly stopped and smiled at Yang Gang.
this moment.
There seems to be a clear moonlight, like a clear spring flowing into Yang Gang's heart.
"Aunt~~~" The corners of Yang Gang's mouth moved, and a bright smile suddenly appeared at this moment.
Cheng Zhufeng's voice continued to reach his ears.
"Therefore, according to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the crazy girl Lan is sentenced to return to the Yang family. Do you... have any objections?"
"Objection."
A righteous voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone turned their heads and looked at Yang Gang.
"Yang Gang, do you have any objections?" Cheng Zhufeng said solemnly.
"My law to the Great Zhou."
Yang Gang straightened his chest and said in a thunderous voice, "I have objections."
"What?"
Countless people were in an uproar immediately, looking at Yang Gang with dull eyes.
For a moment, I wondered if my ears had heard it wrong.
Could it be that what he said was that he had objections not to this judgment, but to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty...?
"The sage has a saying: If you make a mistake and don't correct it, it is a mistake." Lang Lang's voice sounded.
Yang Gang stood in the center of the Treasure Pavilion.
Looking around, he said seriously: "The sage also said: When you see something good, move on, and when you see something wrong, correct it."
"I think Dazhou's laws are unfair."
"If the law is wrong, it must be changed!"
"I, Yang Gang, what I want to amend today is this - the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty!" A firm voice sounded like a thunderous sound.
It was like a stone thrown into everyone's heart, causing countless turbulent waves.
"He...what did he say?"
Gao Chunyu, the Minister of Rites, Cheng Zhufeng, the imperial censor, the minister of Dali Temple, Jing Zhaoyin, Yang Tianyou... countless people looked at Yang Gang blankly.
He...he actually wants to amend the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
Where does he have the confidence to change the law that has been impartial and selfless for countless years in this great Zhou Dynasty?
How dare he!
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