"'Heaven sees oneself and the people see, and the heaven hears oneself and the people hear', this sentence comes from "Shangshu: Tai Oath."

"The meaning of this sentence is that what God sees is from the people, and what God hears is from the people. Whatever the people have is the responsibility of my king not guiding him."

"What this sentence tells us is that the people are the foundation of the country. The king is the executor of the will of God. Only by governing the people well can the people be considered to have fulfilled their mission. Violating the will of the people, treating the world as one's own selfishness and exerting the power of exploitation and exploitation will ultimately be unable to escape the end of destruction."

Li Wen explained to his friends around him.

All the scholars and officials laughed at Li Yan for being too trampled on his study, but Li Yan said something big: "In fact, God is just a person's thoughts. The reason why the gods and Buddhas in the temples can appear repeatedly is because they have endured people's incense and belief."

"Originally, there is no god in this world. When there are more people who believe in it, the gods and Buddhas will be born when people gather their thoughts. It is very simple to destroy gods and Buddhas. As long as they demolish their temples, people no longer believe in it and worship it with incense, it will naturally disappear over time."

Some of the scholars nodded and asked again: "Dropping down the temples of gods and Buddhas so that people no longer believe in it. What if the gods and Buddhas revenge?"

Li Yan also said: "The book of a sage says that integrity and intelligence are God. As long as a scholar is upright and strict in his heart, his thoughts will naturally be as powerful as God. How can God and Buddha repay you?"

"Well, as long as you are upright in your heart, the gods can't do anything to me."

Qin Ming exclaimed.

"'There was no God in this world. When there were more people who believed in it, the thoughts of people gathered, and the gods and Buddhas were born', this sentence is quite meaningful."

"But this sentence does not apply to our world, because there are innate gods in our world."

Lu Dongbin murmured.

These words were not just a silence. There are indeed many innate gods in the Da Yong world. Emperor Donghua was one of them in his previous life. Emperor Donghua was a congenital god born from the extreme yang energy.

Readers continue reading. Hong Yi was in trouble and he was made difficult by a maid.

"Miss played the piano with Princess Yongchun of Prince Rong's Mansion yesterday and Princess Yongchun sang a poem, but the next sentence was not. The lady asked me to ask you, hey, are you listening?"

Seeing Hong Yi sitting back to the table and picking up the book to read, Xiao Ning said angrily.

"What?"

Hong Yi frowned, blood surged onto his face, his fists clenched slightly, and he looked at Xiao Ning with his eyes.

Xiao Ning also saw the blood rushing on Hong Yi's face, and his fists were slightly clenched. Not only did he not restrain himself, but he raised his eyes high, revealing a look of "Even if you are the young master, I'm just treating you like this, what can you do to me? Come and hit me!"

"What poem?"

After a moment of anger, Hong Yi took a deep breath, calmed down, opened his fists easily, and his tone turned calm.

"It's useless indeed."

When Xiao Ning saw Hong Yi holding it down, she muttered in her heart, "When Princess Yongchun played the piano, she said, 'I am confused if I haven't played it today', and then she thought about the next sentence. The lady ordered me to ask you, and I hope you will express the next sentence."

"I'm confused today?"

Hong Yi thought: "When playing the piano, my heart is confused, and I can't calm my mind. I said to the previous sentence, this heart is selfless."

"I am confused today, but my heart is not disturbed, and this heart is selfless."

Hong Yi took out a piece of white paper and wrote it on it in thick ink and wrote a line of cursive script.

"Hong Yi is so miserable that even a maid can bully him."

"Fang Han is not worse than Hong Yi. Hong Yi is at least a young master, and Fang Han is a slave."

"If you compare the miserable situation, my Yangzhou Shuanglong is also very miserable."

"Yang Guo died of his mother since he was a child and was displaced. When he arrived at Taohua Island, he was bullied by Guo Fu and others, which was also very miserable."

Readers were talking about it.

"'I am confused today before I can touch it, and this heart is selfless and cannot be controlled by others', these two lines of poetry are very well written."

Qin Ming exclaimed.

"I am really worthy of being the poet Xu Le, who can write such meaningful verses at will."

Xu Wen exclaimed.

Readers continue to read. The protagonist Hong Yi went to the foot of the West Mountain, cleaned his mother's grave, simmered incense, and then lived in a small temple not far from the foot of the mountain.

This temple called Qiuyue Temple is a dilapidated Buddhist temple. Inside the temple is guarded by an ordinary old monk. Hong Yi stays here for a while every year, one is to guard the tomb for his mother, and the other is to seek purity.

I gave the old monk a few strings of incense money, and after eating a bowl of mushroom noodles, I settled in the side hall, lit a lamp, burned charcoal, and prepared to read at night.

The north wind whistled, making the walls on all sides clatter.

In the courtyard of the side hall of the temple, there is a lot of weeds all over the ground, and the dead grass is swept up by the wind, making it feel desolate.

"This temple is becoming dilapidated year by year. However, the Daqian Dynasty did not value Buddhist temples, so it is easy to build Taoist temples. No wonder."

Hong Yi looked at such a desolate and dilapidated temple, although he felt that it was much more refreshing than in the Marquis' Mansion and felt comfortable.

"Mother, if you have a spirit in heaven, please bless me to win one subject and correct your status."

With his eyes fixed on the lantern flower as big as rapeseed soybeans, Hong Yi prayed silently.

Bang!

A flower burst out from the lamp flower.

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In the deep mountains in the distance, a few shrill howls came, like wolves and foxes, mixed in the night wind, and also like night owls.

"The environment here is very strange. What will Hong Yi encounter here?"
Chapter completed!