In the city of Chang'an, at the entrance of the master's father Yan's residence.
Dong Zhongshu came looking for him extremely angry.
"Zhufu Yan, you are a despicable villain, you actually used the trick of driving the tiger away from the mountain, and then took the opportunity to steal my things."
Standing at the door of Zhufu Yan's house, Dong Zhongshu shouted angrily.
The boy in front of the door suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, my master is not feeling well today.
Please don't wait here.
You can come back in a few days."
Upon hearing this, Dong Zhongshu understood that this was the master's father Yan's excuse for not wanting to see him.
Suddenly Dong Zhongshu laughed angrily.
"Haha, Lord Fu Yan, don't think you have Gui Gu's support behind you.
We Confucians are afraid of you.
You are just Gui Gu's spokesperson in the world.
Don't force me to take action.
I only count three times.
If you don't show up after three times, I will This place will definitely be demolished."
After saying this, Dong Zhongshu began to count.
The sound of "一" uses inner energy, so it spreads over a wide range.
Suddenly, people in Chang'an City noticed this place one after another.
A middle-aged man with a goatee suddenly smiled.
"Haha, Master Fu Yan, this person is usually very fussy and unkind to others, which makes people dislike him.
But it is good to be able to defeat a great Confucian scholar."
The person who spoke was Gongsun Hong, a pseudo-Confucian scholar.
Gongsun Hong came from a humble background, and all the Confucian techniques he learned were cobbled together from the east and the west, but he has become his own family, which is not inferior to the authentic Confucian knowledge at all.
It is a pity that Confucianism has never recognized Gongsun Hong as the successor of Confucianism.
Therefore, Gongsun Hong was full of hatred for Confucianism.
The reason why he entered the court as an official was at the invitation of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to plot against Confucian people for his own use.
At the first call, Master Fuyan did not respond.
Suddenly Dong Zhongshu continued to shout: "two" There was still no response, and Dong Zhongshu suddenly became angry.
"I think I, Dong Zhongshu, is a great Confucian scholar today and the master of Taixue Holy Mansion.
How dare your master, Father Yan, do this to me?"
Thinking of this, Dong Zhongshu's body surged with aura.
"It seems you won't come out.
In that case, white dew is like frost."
At this point, Dong Zhongshu's body gushed out with a cold breath.
The surrounding air began to freeze, and the water vapor turned into snowflakes, which began to cover the Lord's father's residence.
The guard boy suddenly felt trembling all over, especially now that it was winter, the power of the ice was even more intense.
The boy's body became stiffer and stiffer, the blood on his face disappeared, and he gradually turned into an ice sculpture in fear.
At this moment, the closed door of Zhufu Yan's house opened, and Zhufu Yan slowly walked out.
"What do you mean by this, the great Confucian scholar Dong Zhongshu?"
After asking, a hot breath came out of Master Yan's body, and his face turned red.
Then he came into contact with the boy who was frozen.
Suddenly, the ice on the boy's body melted instantly, and the vitality in his body was restored.
But his face was still very pale and he maintained a fearful look.
"Gui Gu's vein of red flame energy is indeed remarkable," Dong Zhongshu said lightly.
"Go down, you have nothing to do here."
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After the master's father Yan said to the boy, he no longer cared.
The boy immediately felt as if he had been granted amnesty and hurriedly entered the gate.
"Your Confucian ethereal literary spirit is not weak, you can turn the imaginary into reality and reverse the world," the master's father Yan also responded.
Dong Zhongshu did not continue to reply, but said: "Now that you're out, please give me an explanation."
His face suddenly became cold and arrogant.
"What explanation?
What do I need to explain to you?"
Master Yan asked knowingly.
Dong Zhongshu's face suddenly turned as cold as frost.
"My things will come back and I will let bygones be bygones," Dong Zhongshu suppressed his emotions and said calmly.
"Haha, great Confucians can wrong others, and that's right.
Your Majesty respects Confucianism, but your Confucianism has been extremely arrogant in recent years.
How many schools of thought are left now?
Taoism is vague, and it has never been clear with the royal family.
You Confucianism is not Dare to provoke; yin and yang The family is mysterious and cannot be traced.
It has disappeared since the Chu-Han struggle for supremacy.
You Confucians don’t have the energy to search for it.
However, I, Guigu’s lineage of strategists and military strategists, have always been highly used by the royal family.
I want to Take us under the knife, you You have to weigh it up; although the Legalists are few in number, they have a strange inheritance and follow the rules, which is comparable to your Confucianism.
Unfortunately, the status of the Legalists in various dynasties and generations cannot be replaced; as far as the Mohists are concerned, this is what they can do in the pre-Qin period.
Confucianism with you It is a pity that the last great man committed suicide during the Emperor Gaozu's reign, and the inheritance of the Mohist family should have been cut off.
If you want to eradicate the Mohist family, you will have to go to that world unless you Confucians also go to that world.
Hahaha."
After saying this, the master father Yan laughed wildly.
No matter how good Dong Zhongshu is at cultivating his qi, he still has to get angry.
Zhufu Yan's last words cursed the demise of Confucianism.
"Okay, okay, Confucianism is in an awkward position now.
I guess you, Gui Gu, are going to mess up the situation.
Now that we've all lost face, let's have a fight.
Your Majesty has said that hundreds of schools of thought should only respect Confucianism.
If you don't follow it, you're rebelling against the decree."
Let's take action on your political advisor."
After saying that, Dong Zhongshu's literary energy burst out in a surging manner.
Having cultivated the misty literary spirit for decades, Dong Zhongshu's strength is not weak at all.
However, as a current representative of Confucianism, he needs to maintain his image, so Dong Zhongshu rarely takes action personally.
But now it has to break out.
People who don't like to be angry are actually more terrifying, because if they are not angry, they are nothing, but when they are angry, they are fearless.
When Master Fuyan saw this, he naturally would not weaken his reputation as a political strategist.
"It's unfair to come here, and it's reasonable.
It seems that Confucians are just hypocrites."
After saying this, the master's father Yan's body also erupted with a hot breath.
"After a period of hard work, I will show you the red flame power of Dacheng."
As soon as he finished speaking, the pupils of Master Yan's eyes turned red, and the image of flames appeared in them.
All the surrounding ice and snow evaporated.
The trees were also yellowed and withered, emitting green smoke.
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"Then let you see the gap between us."
At this point, a song came from Dong Zhongshu's mouth.
"The jianjia is green and the white dew is frost; the so-called beauty is on the side of the water."
After finishing speaking, Dong Zhongshu's figure became illusory and appeared in the air instantly.
Then a crack appeared in the air and water poured down.
"Is that all you have?
Let's see how I can break this move of yours."
After saying that, Master Fu Yan's body burned with flames, like a burning man.
A large amount of scorching flames continued to fly into the air and merged with the rushing water.
Suddenly, a large amount of water vapor was generated and spread continuously, gradually affecting the entire city of Chang'an.
The alternation of hot and cold formed rain, and a scene like this appeared.
It rained heavily in Chang'an City, but outside it was covered with clouds.
Seeing that his own move could not help his master, Dong Zhongshu changed his move.
The line "Mountains have no mausoleums, rivers are exhausted, winter thunders tremble, and summer rains and snows" are excerpts from Yuefu Poems.
It can be seen that the ethereal literary spirit cultivated by Confucianism is really powerful in turning emptiness into reality.
As long as the poem contains elements, no matter what it is intended to describe or what emotion it expresses, it can be used to become a combat element.
However, as long as the poem conforms to the artistic conception, the increased power will be doubled.
If the poem does not conform to the artistic conception, the power will decrease.
As Dong Zhongshu changed, the water in the air froze.
The water vapor also gradually condensed into hail, and the clouds in the sky were also affected, and they continued to gather towards Chang'an City.
Thunder rolled and lightning flashed.
"Rumble" As the situation developed, some powerful people in Chang'an City suddenly couldn't sit still.
Just as Master Yan was concentrating on responding, a voice came out.
"It's enough, Chang'an City can't tolerate the two of you."
The voice was very ethereal, but it was full of majesty and inexplicable pressure.
Immediately afterwards, waves of ripples appeared in the sky, shaking the clouds away, and all the rain and snow suddenly melted away.
Dong Zhongshu looked very unhappy.
"I didn't expect that there is such a powerful person in Chang'an City.
I don't know which family it is," Dong Zhongshu asked.
"I, the founding master of the country, Tianjizi" finished speaking and there was no response.
But everyone who heard these words was shocked.
"Tianjizi, Taoist Tianjizi, don't Taoists advocate inaction?
Why do you have to meddle in other people's business?
I was just awarded the title of National Master and then disappeared.
Unexpectedly, I was still in Chang'an City.
The direction I heard the sound from was Taiyi Temple."
The master father murmured.
Dong Zhongshu was stunned.
It was because of the intervention of Taoism that Confucianism did not get the benefits of the founding of the country, and even if it did get it, it was just some leftovers.
Taiyi Temple was built in the second year of Yuanguang Dynasty.
It was originally used by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to collect alchemists to refine elixirs.
Unexpectedly, it was to arrange the return of Taoism.
Thinking of this, Dong Zhongshu's face became even more bleak.
"Haha, respecting Confucianism and deposing hundreds of schools of thought are all false.
Your Majesty, this hand is really cruel.
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Over the years, our Confucian family has been conquering hundreds of schools of thought, and our vitality has been severely damaged.
Now that Taoism has appeared, can our Confucian family still make a difference?"
Dong Zhongshu was confused and a little frustrated.
When Master Yan saw Dong Zhongshu's appearance, he also understood that Dong Zhongshu's great ambitions had been wiped out.
"That's all, I'll return your things to you."
Master Fuyan finished speaking and took out the bamboo slips.
Dong Zhongshu was unmoved as he watched his father remove the things in his hands.
"Haha, you want this thing just to overthrow my position.
Now that Taoism has appeared, your Guigu Zongheng lineage may not be spared.
My Confucianism will continue to exist even without me, Dong Zhongshu, for nearly two thousand years.
The trend of luck, the catastrophe in the pre-Qin period, will be followed by the great prosperity.
Maybe the form will change, but the status of Confucianism remains unchanged.
Use it to do what you want.
Your Majesty needs a reason to remove me, the first generation master of the palace."
At this point , Dong Zhongshu looked to the left and continued: "Gongsun Hong, do you think what I said is right?"
After saying this, a middle-aged man walked out of the corner.
This was Gongsun Hong.
Gongsun Hong was dressed very plainly, clean and simple.
"Just understand that Your Majesty is a being of great wisdom.
He will not let anyone influence him, so Confucianism does not need to be authentic, as long as the name is there, this is the only way for Confucianism to survive in the world," Gongsun Hong said.
Dong Zhongshu could only smile bitterly.
"It's good that there is no more Dong Zhongshu in this world."
After saying this, Dong Zhongshu's figure disappeared instantly.
Then Gongsun Hong looked at his father Yan.
Master Fuyan was very unhappy with Gongsun Hong.
"Gongsun Hong, I'm giving you an advantage this time.
If it weren't for His Majesty, I wouldn't be bothered to help you, you hypocrite."
After saying that, he threw the bamboo slips in his hand to Gongsun Hong.
Then he turned and left.
In the fourth year of Yuanguang, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty announced to the world.
The general content is as follows: Because Dong Zhongshu, the original head of the Taixue Holy Mansion, had bad moral conduct and made irresponsible remarks about the emperor, he was dismissed and the new head of the palace was replaced by Gong Sunhong, a powerful Confucian scholar.
As a result, Taixue Holy Palace became a force controlled by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and cultivated political experts who were loyal to the royal family for Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
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