Chapter 988 This night, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens came to the world!
Porridge shop.
Yang Fanpin read this new article that appeared in "Zhuan Xilu", and he had a vague understanding in his heart. As the saying goes - the inner sage cultivates himself, and the outer king achieves success!
When moral cultivation reaches its ultimate level, it is called "inner sage"!
When one achieves the ultimate level of economic success, one becomes the "foreign king"!
This view actually came from Zhuangzi, but later became the highest ideal of Confucianism.
In his previous life, Mr. Yangming undoubtedly achieved the ultimate in both morality and achievements.
Unfortunately, there are many similarities between psychology and Neo-Confucianism. Many students of psychology only focus on the "unreasonable outside the heart" and talk about the nature of the mind, while ignoring the "action" of "the unity of knowledge and action"!
This also makes it difficult for them to achieve economic success.
After all, not everyone is Wang Yangming!
The so-called same rice, hundreds of people.
The human heart is complex and ever-changing, and not everyone even has a conscience.
Therefore, the subsequent divisions and changes in mind science have actually become a given from the beginning.
Even later, Zhang Juzheng banned the academy and used iron-blooded means to eradicate Xin Xue. This shows what Xin Xue had become at that time.
Therefore, when Yang Fan saw this article, he was quite surprised.
"O foreign king!"
During the Han and Tang dynasties, it was because the idea of "foreign kings" dominated the thinking, and everyone was eager to achieve success, and as a result, they established a majestic celestial state, and all nations came to visit it!
"I hope Mr. Yangming will make more changes in this regard!"
If a saint in the world wants to implement the way of foreign kings, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. At least he will not let empty talk harm the country again, right?
With a hint of joy, Yang Fan looked at the refugees in the porridge again.
In the gray mist, some people have begun to gradually show signs of demonization.
Witnessing this scene, the canopy of Qi and blood in Yang Fan's body suddenly trembled faintly, as if the clan blood was wailing, and an uncontrollable sadness filled his heart.< br>
He knew that if he continued to wait like this, within half a day, these people would turn into monsters.
"That's it!"
He finally made a decision.
Burn books!
Although "Traditional Records" was used several times, it was mostly done by itself and did not really release the power of the holy way contained in this saint's manuscript.
At this time, in order to delay time and wait for Mr. Yangming to arrive, we can only burn this book!
His figure flashed and reached the sky above Fucheng.
Hold "Zhuan Xi Lu" in your hand to inspire directly.
boom!
"Traditional Records" instantly turned into a ball of blazing fire, as if a big sun appeared out of thin air in the sky, and the gray sky seemed to be illuminated in an instant!
The holy power that covers the sky is centered on it, and the invisible holy power gradually spreads in all directions like ripples!
The holy way representing Wang Yangming finally arrived in Fucheng!
"Shengli? Is Mr. Yangming here?"
"Or some half-saint from Xin Xue?"
Many people suddenly looked towards the sky, with excited expressions on their faces.
Lu Chi, who was squatting outside the Wang residence, frowned.
As a half-sage of mind science, he naturally noticed the difference.
"Is it possible that my junior brother ordered the "Traditional Records"?"
He couldn't help but feel a little pain in his body.
Although he has a bunch of manuscripts tied in the middle of his clothes, after all, they are just left by his ancestors, and they are still far away from the holy realm!
As the Holy Power spread, the refugees in the city were all shrouded in wisps of radiance of the Holy Power. The painful expressions on their faces gradually disappeared, and the demonized abnormalities on their bodies also gradually disappeared.
However, Yang Fan knew that this only temporarily suppressed the abnormality in them.
The power of the saint's manuscript alone cannot truly purify the demon blood in these people!
Once time goes on, sooner or later the true colors will be revealed.
The Wang family mansion.
"Let's see how long you can burn a book!"
Zhao Kuangyi slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at Wang Zhenquan, and said, "Go and continue to put out food!"
"Yes, my lord."
Wang Zhenquan did not ask the reason, but bowed and left.
Soon, he summoned the stewards below.
Wang Zhenquan's face was filled with compassion.
"I really can't bear to see the refugees starving and freezing. The previous lack of food made me feel extremely ashamed. This time, I decided to donate all the remaining food in my family to help the refugees!"
"The master of the house is kind!"
"The master of the house has a compassionate heart that shines brightly on the sun and the moon!"
However, a steward asked in a low voice.
"However, now all food in the city is under control, and the King of Yue has even issued a food rationing system. If we release food like this, will it..."
Wang Zhenquan waved his hand: "It doesn't matter! Just do as I told you! This is just the rations saved by the Wang family. If the King of Yue wants to blame me, then I will bear the responsibility alone!"
As he spoke, he showed an increasingly compassionate expression, "I just want to give the refugees a full meal. Is this still wrong?"
"..."
A group of stewards looked at each other and naturally did not dare to say that their master was at fault.
They had no choice but to obey the order and retreat together.
Soon, carts and carts of food were sent out from Wang's residence and headed towards various porridge restaurants.
The white grains of food, packed in linen bags, filled the hungry refugees in the surrounding streets and alleys. Everyone looked straight.
Hunger was like fire, burning their whole bodies.
When people are extremely hungry, they have no sense whatsoever.
The stewards had already experienced it. Seeing that the refugees were ready to take action, they quickly shouted: "My Mr. Wang is so kind-hearted that he donated all his rations! When we go to the porridge, everyone will have enough to eat and no one will go hungry!"
"Everyone has enough to eat and no one goes hungry!"
The eyes of the refugees became brighter and brighter, and some of them even knelt on the ground with their families: "Mr. Wang, have mercy!"
"Mr. Wang is a kind man!"
"Mr. Wang is above me. In our next life, if we are willing to work as cows or horses and make rings with grass, we must repay him!"
"O Great Merciful and Compassionate King Bodhisattva!"
"..."
The sound of praises and praises is endless.
Soon, more than a hundred porridge shops started working again. The familiar aroma of porridge filled the air, and the cheers and cheers of the refugees almost shook the entire city.
boom!
The person who came to report the news quickly reported the news to Zhu Yuexian. Zhu Yuexian was so angry that his face suddenly turned livid.
He slapped the table next to him to pieces!
She was originally happy that the Holy Power appeared and the people in the city were hopeful, but at this moment she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.
"What a Wang Zhenquan!"
"What a cunning and cruel old fox!"
First the food was cut off, and now the food was suddenly released. This kind of harvesting and releasing was like a veteran in playing with people's hearts!
It is obviously poisonous food, but if Zhu Yuexian dares to stop these refugees from eating now, I am afraid that these refugees will rebel against her immediately!
People’s hearts can be bullied!
As the saying goes - whatever the people want, God will follow it!
At that time, even if she is the king of Yue, her dragon energy may be backlashed by public opinion!