Chapter 1617

"I once said that mistakes can be forgiven, because everyone makes mistakes." Fang Yun walked along.

Hearing this, the king of Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

The four great scholars also walked out of the desperate situation like being strangled by a rope and relaxed their breathing.

Fang Yun continued: "I always believe that we must give people the opportunity to correct their mistakes. If people are not sages, who can do nothing wrong? However, fault is a fault, which is different from major crimes and evils! Mistakes can be forgiven, but major crimes can not be forgiven!"

Fang Yun's voice was so resolute that the faces of the five people froze.

The king of Chu knelt there and didn't know what to say.

Fang Yun continued to walk in front of the four university students.

The four scholars were stunned, looked at each other, hesitated for half a breath, and retreated together.

The king of Chu was so angry that he didn't expect the four great scholars to stand idly by.

"Bastard! Bastard! Waste! Beast, dare to back the Lord for glory! Dare to betray the king! Dare not save at the sight of death!" the king of Chu was so angry that he turned all his fear, depression and anger to the four great scholars.

The four university scholars looked ashamed, but they still didn't move.

Fang Yun walked between the four bachelors, stepped up the stairs and walked slowly to the high platform where the throne was located.

At this time, there was a sudden flash of lightning and thunder at the gate of the imperial palace. A spider network of lightning and thunder intertwined, making a crackling sound. It was a hundred feet high, illuminating the whole capital like day.

In the face of such great changes, the officers and men of the palace were shocked and helpless.

A few scholars recognize that this is not a natural lightning, but a rare great move of the holy temple.

Even great Confucians can only move the holy temple once in their life without the permission of the holy temple. They can move people near the holy temple directly to any holy temple of the Terran.

The great move of the holy temple consumes a lot of talent.

Thunder and lightning split a gate, and a great Confucian in purple came out of it.

Tu Zhaofeng, a great Confucian of the state of Chu.

"Fang Xusheng, show mercy!" he saw Tu Zhaofeng's body flash into a series of residual shadows and fly to the side of the king of Chu.

The king of Chu immediately got up and hid behind Tu Zhaofeng.

Fang Yun looks up at TU Zhaofeng. He will be over 90 next year, but his skin has no wrinkles, nor a beard, and his hair is a little white. If he doesn't look at his vicissitudes of life, he will only treat him as a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties.

Tu Zhaofeng stooped and bowed, his upper body parallel to the ground, completing the standard 90 degrees.

The weight of this etiquette is enough to shock the full text world. Tu Zhaofeng has not done such a big ceremony for decades.

Fang Yun just looked at it quietly without the slightest expression on his face.

Tu Zhaofeng finished bowing, sighed and said: "What the king of Chu has done is really heinous and heinous. If it were an old man, he would also be willing to kill. However, the king of Chu is the soul of the state of Chu after all. He is willing to abdicate, which has shaken the foundation of the state. If the world knows that you killed the king of Chu, it will be a great blow to the state of Chu. Fang Xusheng's pseudonym is Zhang Longxiang. He must still have the people of the state of Chu in his heart after living in the state of Chu for many days I also hope you can consider for the people of the state of Chu and agree to the abdication of the king of Chu. "

Fang Yun smiled and said: "I admire Mr. Zhao Feng very much, but I'm wrong. The soul of the state of Chu has never been a person, not the king of Chu, not you, not me, but the power to keep the people of the country upright from being humiliated by foreign enemies! Those farmers who make people eat, those workers who make people wear warm clothes, those soldiers defending the frontier, and those scholars of research institutions The power created by many people of the state of Chu is the soul of the state of Chu! You can't do it, I can't do it, and the king of Chu can't do it. "

Tu Zhaofeng said, "even if the king of Chu is not the soul of the state of Chu, he should be the head of the state of Chu."

"When the head of the state of Chu mutilates innocent students, innocent peasant women and colludes with barbarians, someone needs to be beheaded and someone needs to change his head. I will take the name of beheading and change his head, and I will give it to Mr. Zhaofeng." Fang Yun said.

"When the king of Chu abdicated, you were beheaded." Tu Zhaofeng said.

"I said decapitation, is to kill, from the spirit and body double decapitation!" Fang Yun said.

The king of Chu was stiff, and the four great scholars were helpless. Fang Xusheng was more independent than rumored. Where would people like him say to his face that they would kill the king of Chu.

Tu Zhaofeng said with a bitter smile, "Fang Xusheng, why do you need this? After all, you are the virtual saint of the whole human family, and this literary world is only the literary world after all. Before you enter the literary world, the literary world is like hiding in the shadow, and few people pay attention to it. When the king of Chu abdicates, you leave safely. I think it will be the greatest benefit to Kong Shengwen."

"No, abdication just doesn't really frighten the monarchs of all countries. Only killing the king of Chu as an example can be of great benefit to the literary circles of Kong Sheng. Indeed, for me, the literary circles are not important. Even if all the people in the literary circles of Kong Sheng die, it won't affect me. I should have left freely and freely to prevent the stench of the literary circles from contaminating my clothes. Unfortunately, hundreds of millions of people in the literary circles are stretching out their arms Reach out and grab my clothes! They have both living and dead! I can't walk! "

Fang Yun finished slowly, and the four great scholars were shocked physically and mentally.

Tu Zhaofeng sighed again and said: "Fang Xusheng, even if you add the credit of Zhang Longxiang, it is difficult for you to fight against the clan and other aristocratic families in the Terran. What you should do now is to hide your strength and bide your time, prepare for the impact on the semi saint and avoid any problems. You must know in your heart that once you kill the king of Chu, the clan and other families will act decisively and convict you! This is not what I want."

"Indeed, when doing something, people should consider the consequences. However, Mr. Zhao Feng's calculation is wrong. On the one hand, killing the king of Chu may be besieged, and on the other hand, not killing the king of Chu makes me unhappy. I can only choose the former! In some cases, if I encounter a dilemma, I will only say to myself, choose whichever makes me really happy! The life of the king of Chu is very important, but My mood is more important! "

Tu Zhaofeng looked at Fang Yun helplessly. I'm afraid only the saints and Fang Yun dare to say that the life of the king of a country is not as good as his mood.

"Mr. Zhao Feng, please get out of the way," Fang Yun said.

Tu Zhaofeng said reluctantly, "I have promised the king of Chu. If the king of Chu is in trouble, I will try my best to help him. I can't let him go or let him go."

"Oh?" Fang Yun glanced coldly at TU Zhaofeng, then continued to walk upward, getting closer and closer to Tu Zhaofeng and the king of Chu.

When the two sides were three steps apart, Tu Zhaofeng sighed, hugged the sky and said, "brother Kong, I have the courage to invite you. I hope you can come and persuade me. Please raise your hand and let the king of Chu go."

"Alas..." an old figure appeared beside Tu Zhaofeng.

Fang Yun took a closer look. This is Kong Qingnan, a great Confucian of the Confucius family. He is in charge of the affairs of the Confucius holy literary circle. He is the most powerful person in the Confucius holy literary circle.

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