Chapter 2589: Courtesy to Common People, Punishment to Officials

The visitor is a guest, but he seems to be the host of this place. Although he is in the court, he feels like he is walking in his own courtyard.

His ceremonial boots stepped on the ground, leaving a footprint of exactly half an inch.

This is the [Black and White Dharma Realm] that Jukui has built for a long time, and it is also strengthened by Qin Zhizhen's [Refining Void], [Iron Wall], and [Wu Yi]! At this moment, it has shrunk to the limit, and it should not be intruded by wind and rain, and the law should not be violated.

Jukui hung the chess piece without speaking, only the lightning was shining.

"The person coming from Shushan, the academy should welcome him with a ceremonial bell--" Outside the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the statue representing destruction slowly emerged from the disappearance of everything. Cangming's voice said: "How can the world be so decadent, and there is no way to respect each other."

"Fortunately, the world has sounds, and the sound of wind and thunder is good." The visitor smiled and said: "The great sound is music, and music is etiquette."

This person spoke with ups and downs, unique rhythm, and very pleasant. The atmosphere of destruction brought by the [External God Statues] was also dispersed a lot. It seems to turn the end of the world into a paradise, and relax in the court.

"Etiquette" is also a kind of order, different from "law", and exists independently in the [black and white law world].

If it is said that Taixu Pavilion is represented by Ju Kui in the court, Shushan is represented by this person and set up a tent in the court to show that he has his own order and is not restricted by the rules of Taixu Pavilion.

He is polite, but "lax" is a provocation to the law.

Ju Kui slowly pressed the black chess piece into the chess square on the upper left of Tianyuan, making it lose its position on the chessboard, and it was like putting it in a cage. The will represented by this black chess piece and its scope of insight narrowed from this chessboard to the only remaining square.

A chessboard has 324 chess squares, which means there are 324 iron wall cages. In this process, the black chess piece did not struggle.

Witnessing all this, the visitor representing Shushan opened his hands again, elegantly displayed a set of ancient etiquette, and bowed and said: "I am [Li], Li Hengzhi."

As he bowed, a Confucian scholar in linen clothes and cloth shoes came out from the shadow behind him.

Unlike the middle-aged Li Hengzhi, he did not have any accessories on his body, his temples were slightly frosted, but his face was very young, even a little immature. Every step he took was heavy, but there was no trace on the ground. He just looked at Jukui calmly: "The old man is [filial], filial piety is constant."

The two Confucian elders!

The old Confucian scholar of Shushan, who holds the Confucian treasure [Spring and Autumn Pen], is the embodiment of the eternal Confucian heritage and true heritage.

They have not come down the mountain for many years.

"Greetings, elders." Ju Kui said, "Please forgive me for my responsibility to set the rules and follow the law. I cannot stand up to greet you."

Li Hengzhi, who was very well dressed, was elegant and gentle: "The academy has been ruled for a long time, and the Spring and Autumn Period is here. It seems that the Taixu Pavilion should not set the rules here. Besides, I remember that the authority of the Taixu Pavilion does not extend to the outside world."

"Our authority only involves Taixu affairs." Ju Kui sat solemnly: "We are here because of Taixu affairs-Zhong Xuanyin, a member of Taixu Pavilion, was trapped here and there is no news. Since the old gentleman has come Tang Fengli, do you have any good advice for me? "

"Hasn't the quota for the Taixu Pavilion member been given to Zhao Wuyan of Longmen Academy?" Li Hengzhi turned back to look at Xiao Zhiheng: "Has the notice from Shushan not been passed on?"

Ju Kui didn't wait for them to sing their own tune, and said directly: "Taixu Pavilion is not an academy under Shushan, but an organization of various conventions. Shushan does have the right to nominate Taixu Pavilion members. You have the final say on who you want to nominate with this quota. But whether the person nominated can be recognized by Taixu Pavilion, The Taixu Pavilion has the final say. "

Cangming's voice sounded muffled in the void: "At the beginning, Wang Kun acted on behalf of the Pavilion and was driven out by us. Zhong Xuanyin also participated in the expulsion on behalf of Confucianism, so Li Yi, a member of the Pavilion, responded to the call regardless of weather conditions... Why are you not used to it now that it's your turn?"

"What is the standard for the recognition of the Taixu Pavilion?" Li Hengzhi was not annoyed: "The disciples of the saints are not afraid of scrutiny. If Zhao Wuyan is not good enough, we have other candidates and can slowly change them."

"Zhao Wuyan is well-versed in ancient and modern times, of course there is no problem But we can talk about other things only after Zhong Xuanyin is definitely dead. "Ju Kui looked over with his vertical pupils: "If the two elders have different opinions, they might as well gather all the parties who stamped the seal on the [Taixu Alliance] and hold another Taixu Alliance. You can renegotiate according to your ideas, as long as the alliance clarifies your rights, and expel all eight of us. "

If the Taixu Alliance is really restarted, the people in Taixu Pavilion may be restricted... but their Confucianism will definitely be kicked out!

Who doesn't know what kind of characters these eight people who came to Qinku Academy today are?

These people have all-powerful backgrounds, and each of them has established a mountain in their own forces. Although they don't have the name of the prince, they are all princes. Only Jiang Zhenhe, who has no power to belong to, has gone from the human world to the underworld and can speak loudly everywhere.

Otherwise, do you really think that the two elders of their Confucianism are some soft scholars who have come all the way here just to talk to a group of juniors in a gentle voice?

Etiquette is not given to common people, and punishment is not given to doctors!

Li Hengzhi naturally ignored this suggestion: "Speaking of which... the chessboard is empty, the prisoner is in the cage, and Ju Zhenjun is sitting on the rule platform. Is he waiting for us?"

Ju Kui looked at him and asked, "Where is [Mr. Zi]?"

Xiao Zhiheng, who had been patient for a long time, shook his eyebrows: "We don't need [Mr. Zi] yet, right?"

Ju Kui did not respond to him, but he suddenly turned around and looked up at the sky.

There is a bright moon there, hanging like a mirror, seeming to reflect people's hearts. At this moment, a black dot appeared in the moon mirror. The black dot fell from the sky and came closer in a flash... Bang! Zuo Qiuwu, the dean of Qinjin Academy who was tied up by Wuhua Da, fell in the "court" like this.

Then came the second, third, fourth...

The sky is falling like rain.

One "Zuo Qiu Wu" after another, all the "time bodies" of Zuo Qiu Wu were captured from different pages and thrown at the target like a spear.

This history book called "Qinku Academy" is Zuo Qiuwu's "work", so he has considerable authority.

Each page of this book is a piece of history derived from a specific person. Different stories take place in different time and space. The so-called "time body" is the representation of the "writer" in different time and space of the work. It can also be said to be the will of the "author" between the lines.

Although he is writing history, he is inevitably selfish. After all, "Spring and Autumn pay attention to me, and I pay attention to Spring and Autumn."

Moreover, Zuo Qiuwu completed this work primarily for his own expression.

But now, everyone in Taixu Pavilion has come to this work, entered the world of the book, and pulled out all the author's will!

The next step is to peel off the cocoon, spread out the purest words, and explore the uninterrupted truth.

Qin Zhizhen stood beside the chessboard, like an eternal high wall. Whenever a "Zuo Qiu Wu" is thrown down, a big hand full of divinity reaches out from the void behind him, grabs it, and throws it into the chess grid. Simple and efficient, the cooperation works smoothly.

The Emperor Yama held the universe in his arms and looked down at all living beings: "I would like to present you to Mr. Li with the gift of throwing a pot."

Li Hengzhi was speechless.

despair! despair! despair!

Zuo Qiuwu's body was like chess pieces falling, but unfortunately none of them touched the chess path.

The two strong men who used to sit apart from each other have become "prisoners" now, but they are not in the same "cell" and cannot see each other for the time being - of course, Zuo Qiuwu is being thrown into the chess cage. Before, I had seen the black piece out of position, so I probably knew what was going on.

Only then did Ju Gui say: "We in Taixu Pavilion are going to talk some truth here... everyone should be here. Whatever thoughts you have in your mind, whether it's right or wrong, gong to gong, drum to drum, Ding is Ding , Mao is Mao.”

When Xiao Zhiheng was about to speak, Li Hengzhi reached out and stopped him.

The worshiper of etiquette smiled warmly: "In the First Academy in the World, I threw Sima Heng and Zuo Qiuwu into a cage as prisoners... From today on, the entire world will have to be reborn. Check out Taixu Pavilion."

"Since the day Taixu Pavilion was established, it has been scrutinized by the world." Ju Gui was unmoved: "I follow the law. If there are any mistakes, it is my fault and I will admit it. But Zhong Xuanyin's life and death are unknown. Here The truth is not yet known, we must look more. Sir... try to understand."

Li Heng's smile did not change: "What if it's hard to understand?"

Ju Gui looked at him: "I have to accept it too."

"Since the situation is so unclear, are we still going to be locked up?" Xiao Zhiheng couldn't suppress his dissatisfaction and asked solemnly.

Li Yi lowered his head and looked at him across the top of the pavilion: "Is this your request?"

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Zhiheng was furious.

How dare these young people be so arrogant after only a few years of enlightenment? It should be noted that the forest at the top of the mountain also has its heights and lows. The limits of the world also have depths.

How can we regard the politeness and politeness of these scholars as weakness and giving in?

"I haven't gone down the mountain for so many years, and the world seems to have returned to the wilderness!" Xiao Zhiheng said sternly, "rituals have collapsed, and music has collapsed. No wonder the devil is born in the human heart!"

When the anger rises, the literary spirit turns upside down; when the thunder and fire breaks out, the heaven and earth change. His power is not limited to verbal criticism.

He wants to rebuild the ethical order and modify the black and white legal world. He wants to tear down the court and put up Confucian clothes.

He wants to... He rushes back!

He had just made a move here and was still feeling the order established by the Legalist True Monarch. Li Yi's sword was already in his face!

This is the fastest sword in the world. As long as it is within the scope of this world, it is impossible to get faster than it.

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In other words...you can't compete without detachment.

The old Confucian who came down from the mountain of books is no exception.

When Xiao Zhiheng comes, he steps out of Li Hengzhi's shadow, but when he takes a step back, he falls into the void.

But the void suddenly collapsed!

Qin Zhizhen was still holding Zuo Qiuwu's body with one hand, and facing him with the other hand, he closed his five fingers.

The terrifying inward devouring power entangled Xiao Zhiheng everywhere, tearing at his Dao body! He could only move away, and with the help of the supreme Confucianism [Kuaizai Feng], he jumped into the void where even space did not exist - it can be regarded as the gap formed after a certain page was torn out in the history book of Qinku Academy. .

History was torn away, time did not exist, and space was destroyed by Qin Zhizhen.

But in the vast nothingness, everything that had been destroyed in this time and space fragment... suddenly opened a pair of bloody eyes.

The pupil of destruction caught Xiao Zhiheng's eyes——

Xiao Zhiheng turned around and wanted to leave, but all he saw was a bright light. The sword that had never left, tore apart the joyful wind he controlled, hit him, and knocked him into the Eye of Destruction!

This confrontation happened too quickly, and the victory or defeat was reflected too quickly.

From beginning to end, Li Hengzhi was speechless.

Ju Gui just looked at him quietly.

Li Hengzhi smiled slightly, took the initiative to lift up his ceremonial boots, and let the black and white world naturally wipe out the half-inch footprint. Then he asked: "Taixu Pavilion is here to preside over justice and judge the right and wrong of all parties. Are all parties...really here?"

Ju Kui said calmly: "Mr. Zuoqiuwu's real body is still frozen in the ice coffin of Yihai, and is guarded by Jiang Pavilion Member himself."

Li Hengzhi said "Oh": "I was wondering why I couldn't find it."

He said: "You moved too fast and acted too decisively, so that the two bodies were separated and could not reach the peak, and then the prisoner was put into the cage... Zuoqiuwu was also capsized in the gutter."

Ju Kui said lightly: "Some people will be unhappy if you call Yihai a gutter."

Li Hengzhi laughed: "You are all heroes of the time, the pride of the times, who would be so stingy?"

Ju Kui looked at the Cangbi on his waist: "Mr. is in charge of Confucian etiquette, and he only wears a jade for the heavens - that person asked me to ask you, he has seen a person with six etiquette jades, I wonder if you know him."

Li Hengzhi was silent for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "Only those who learn etiquette in the world who have reached the highest point can see the back of Xu Huaizhang... Although he doesn't know me, how can I not know him?"

Xu Huaizhang is the immortal master of the Immortal Palace era, the Taoist master of heaven, and the Confucian etiquette master!

Li Hengzhi is the second elder of the Confucian sect, a person who has a say in the book mountain. If [Mr. Zi] doesn't come out, it is almost him and Xiao Zhiheng who make the decision. He can be said to be the most authoritative one in the practice of "etiquette" in the world.

But he can only wear a jade for etiquette on his waist. It's not that he loves Cangbi alone, but his practice has only reached this level.

Xu Huaizhang set rules for immortals, made etiquette for immortals, and made order in the world. He is a master of Taoism and Confucianism, and he has opened his own path to immortality. He is a pioneer of a prosperous era. How can the old Confucian scholars who can only sit on the mountain of books and study the classics today compare?

"If there is more news about Xu Huaizhang, let's exchange some information." Ju Kui said.

"What is the relationship between him and Xu Huaizhang?" Li Hengzhi asked.

Ju Kui looked at him and didn't know what to say for a while: "I think I am a conservative and stubborn person. I always feel that I can't keep up with the times in the pavilion and I am always one step behind others. Sir, sitting on the mountain of books, do you really only read classics and don't even look down at the world below the mountain?"

"The contemporary God of Wealth practices the [Ruyi Chapter] with him, the Ancestor of Curses and him share the [Wanxian Chapter], and the Emperor of Li Kingdom shares the [Longevity Chapter] with him..."

He asked: "What do you think is his relationship with Xu Huaizhang?"

Li Hengzhi was silent. For some special reasons, he has been separated from the world for many years. He knows some information about Taixu Pavilion, and he also took a quick look before going down the mountain. What Ju Kui said is indeed unknown to him.

He sighed, "It turns out to be the contemporary Immortal Emperor!"

"What Immortal Emperor?" A gap suddenly appeared in the void, and a muttering sound came from it.

A golden and red figure walked out from the gap.

The golden and red on his body could no longer be distinguished as the color of clothes or blood.

He bit the Tianxiao Knife in his mouth, and blood flowed on the blade, so his voice was a little vague.

His right sleeve was empty, and the broken arm, which was still hanging with the silk thread of the martial arts uniform, was tucked under his left armpit. Judging from the wound, it was torn off alive, and the flesh buds were still twisted.

His left hand was hanging down, holding a head that kept screaming, constantly changing, and spitting out countless birth and death characters... the head of the holy demon!

Several strips of his martial arts uniform were torn off, twisted into a rope, and tied to his waist. The rope was a little tight, and the martial arts uniform was torn, so the abdominal muscles could be seen clearly... The golden blood seemed to flow in the ditch.

At the end of the rope... was a strong man with a bird's head and a human body. Just dragging on the ground, hitting the cracks in the sky, grinding the void, and coming here with bumps and bumps. But he was still sleeping soundly, snoring like thunder.

"What a big heart..."

He looked at it with some disdain, raised his foot and stepped on the head of the holy demon, then grabbed the Biancheng King of Hell with his freed hand and threw it to Qin Zhizhen: "Your useless colleague!"