"My present!"
At this moment, King Wenxuan's eyes were about to glow green.
With the Mystic Emperor and Prince Liang's help, Prince Wenxuan was already looking forward to his gift.
Fang Chuge smiled slightly, and then a scroll appeared in his hand.
"This is?" King Wenxuan looked at Fang Chuge with confusion.
Fang Chuge explained," I think that Seventh Imperial Brother is very knowledgeable. You should know that there was once a person who broke through the realm with Confucianism and stepped into the top level of the ninth realm.”
Once he reached the eighth realm, he would have to comprehend the Dao if he wanted to enter the ninth realm.
Meanwhile, the Dao that cultivators in Tianhuang Mainland comprehended was nothing more than the Dao of the Sword and Saber, the Dao of Slaughter, the Dao of Buddha, and so on. As for the Dao of Confucianism, which required cultivation and reading, very few people would cultivate it.
Since ancient times, there had only been one person who had broken through to the ninth realm through the Confucian Way!
"Could it be that Ninth Imperial Brother, you are talking about the Saint Kong Meng Kong, whom our students respectfully call a Saint?？”
King Wenxuan was excited.
Fang Chuge was not surprised to see King Wenxuan like this.
All of them brothers knew that Fang Zimo had loved poetry and scriptures since he was young. He especially loved Confucianism. Every day before he went to bed, he would not be able to go to bed without reading the Confucian classics.
He often considered himself a student of Confucius and Mencius.
This sentence was true. After all, all scholars who wanted to embark on the path of Confucianism had to first worship the statue of Confucius and Mencius, so they were naturally students of Confucius and Mencius.
Now, when King Wenxuan heard that the scroll in Fang Chuge's hands was related to Confucius and Mencius, his heart almost jumped to his throat.
It was like telling a diehard fan of a celebrity that the item in front of him belonged to his idol.
And she was going to give it to him soon.
Fang Chuge smiled and opened the scroll.
An old man wearing a cloth robe jumped onto the scroll.
At the same time, an aura burrowed into King Wenxuan's glabella.
"Wenqi!"
"Confucius and Mencius 'literary spirit!"
King Wenxuan was so excited that his body was trembling.
"Ninth brother, could this be a self-portrait of Confucius and Mencius?？”
Fang Chuge nodded.
He then kept the scroll and handed it to King Wenxuan.
King Wenxuan immediately put the scroll away.
It could be said that he was slightly envious of the Mystic Emperor and the King of Liang earlier. However, when he saw his present, he was not envious at all.
His biggest thought now was to hug this scroll and sleep.
"Seventh brother, this portrait of Confucius and Mencius contains the spirit of Confucius and Mencius as well as the Dao that they comprehended. Seventh brother, you can study and learn from the Dao of Confucius and Mencius.”
Fang Chuge reminded him.
King Wenxuan nodded.
"I know, I know."
At this moment, the Mystic Emperor also spoke.
"Alright, since the ninth brother has given us such a big gift, shouldn't we give him a toast?”
"Tonight, I won't go home until I'm drunk!”
Fang Chuge also raised his wine glass,"I won't go home until I'm drunk!"”
The Hall of Taichu was bustling with noise.
。。。。。。
The morning sun shone down.
Fang Chuge was lying on a huge bed and had just turned over.
Suddenly, she felt something tugging at her hair.
He could faintly hear two voices.
"Cousin Qingxue, why can't I pluck Ninth Imperial Uncle's hair?”
"Yuyan, why don't you get a pair of scissors and we'll cut it?”
Fang Chuge suddenly opened his eyes.
Two delicate and cute little faces appeared in front of him.
"Niece Yuyan, Niece Qingxue?”
Fang Chuge rubbed his eyes and sat up on the bed. He drank too much last night. In order to get drunk with his royal brothers, he even forced the alcohol to stay in his body, which made him a little drunk.
"Ninth Imperial Uncle, you're finally awake!？”Fang Yuyan blinked her big, watery eyes.
Fang Chu Ge: " What are you two little nieces doing? Why are you here so early?"”
When he spoke to his two nieces, he could not help but speak in a gentle tone.
Fang Yuyan tilted her head and answered seriously,""Mother asked Yuyan to bring the hangover soup to Ninth Imperial Uncle. Also, she asked Yuyan to pull Ninth Imperial Uncle's hair!”
Fang Chuge was stunned." You pulled my hair? Why?"”
Fang Qingxue answered first," Yuyan's father has been holding a scroll since he went back. He held it for the whole night. He didn't even wash it when I told him to take a bath and change his clothes."”
Fang Chuge shook his head helplessly. It seemed that his royal sister-in-law was really a strange woman who clearly distinguished kindness and hatred and would take revenge.
The hangover soup had to be delivered, but he had to pull his hair.
Clearly, he was angered by King Wen Xuan. He must have done a lot of annoying things when he returned.
"What about little niece Qingxue?"
Fang Chuge looked at Fang Qingxue.
Fang Qingxue raised her head and said,"My mission is to deliver the hangover pills. Also, I want you to see that kid Mo Ye recover his talent!”
"Is Mo Ye regaining his talent?”
Fang Chuge remembered that he had given Eunuch Lu the Nine-Colored Geocentric Lotus to Fang Moye.
Naturally, it was better to recover one's talent as soon as possible.
"Alright, let's go and take a look."
Fang Chuge stood up.
"Nieces, let's go!”
"Ninth Imperial Uncle, I want to eat roasted meat!”
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