Zhao Gao hurriedly took two deep breaths, then looked at Ying Zheng, who was standing there with an indifferent expression, and said,"
"Your Majesty, something bad has happened. The Confucians have rebelled!”
A Confucian mutiny?
A vicious look flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes. After he came here, he had not even had the time to deal with this scholarly faction, and this scholarly faction had jumped out on its own?
He closed his eyes and forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart."Mutiny? What happened?"
Zhao Gao lowered his head and quickly said,"Reporting to Your Majesty, Professor Chunyu Yue and a group of Confucians openly criticized Your Majesty in the professor's palace.”
"He said clearly that His Majesty is not the Lord of Heaven's Mandate. He said that His Majesty is too tyrannical.”
"Furthermore, he is leading a group of scholarly disciples to the entrance of Xianyang City and is preparing to parade them through the streets!”
"Boom!"
After hearing these words, Ying Zheng could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He stood up straight away.
"Hahahaha, good, good, what a parade!”
Ying Zheng was so angry that he laughed. He looked at Zhao Gao with a mocking smile on his face,""Zhao Gao, go tell Mo Ju and Gongshu Yu to prepare the classics as soon as possible.”
"I allowed them to spread it in Xianyang City.”
"After this is over, I will establish Jixia Learning Palace. Then, the Hundred Schools of Philosophy will be able to spread their teachings in Jixia Learning Palace.”
Zhao Gaogong respectfully said,"Here."
A vicious glint flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes as he continued,""Take the Iron Eagle Guards and Godly Zhuge Crossbows to the palace gate and wait for orders.”
Zhao Gao's eyes flashed with fear. Godly Zhuge Crossbow? Iron Eagle Guard?
It seemed that this person was really angry. What could those people have done that they had to do this?
"Here."
Only then did the anger in Ying Zheng's eyes disappear. He snorted coldly and said,""Let's go and see what Professor Chunyu Yue wants to do.”
"I won't burn books and bury scholars, but I might have to do it today!”
Zhao Gao smacked his lips. The track of history was indeed hard to change. Even though Ying Zheng had already become a transmigrator, the world did not let him off.
There would still be the burning of books and burying of scholars.
It seemed that the Confucians were destined to meet with such a fate.
With this thought in mind, Zhao Gao did not say anything more, but followed behind Ying Zheng and headed into the distance.
......
At the entrance of Xianyang Palace
Chunyu Yue stood at the door with an extremely angry expression. He opened his arms as if he was embracing the entire world.
"Everyone, Confucius once said that we should govern the country with morality! Later, the sage Mencius once said that the people were the most precious, the state was second, and the monarch was the least important!”
"Now, this tyrant has never learned the Confucian classics, but has instead learned the dirty Legalism!”
"This tyrant conscripted military service and even arbitrarily changed what the people cultivated.”
"He implemented harsh laws, causing the people to live in poverty. It was because of him that the world could not live and work in peace!”
"Tyrant Ying Zheng's mouth shape is too numerous to be recorded!”
"Today, we will rise up in revolt and be irreconcilable with this tyrant!”
The Confucian scholars who had been brainwashed by Chunyu Yue also had angry expressions on their faces. They held books in their hands and had impassioned expressions.
"What we have learned is for the sake of the world, not for this tyrant!”
"Today, I'll let this tyrant know that the spirit of a scholar can also be powerful!”
Many impassioned voices reverberated. At this moment, these people seemed to have forgotten that they did not have any strength.
Occasionally, there would be one or two discordant voices in the crowd.
"What if that tyrant kills us?”
Following that, many voices refuted him.
"The law doesn't punish the masses! There are so many of us, how would that tyrant dare to attack?”
"Besides, does that tyrant not want his reputation? We are doing this for the sake of the world, for the sake of righteousness!”
"If he kills us, he will be confirming his reputation as a tyrant!”
"Besides, would he dare?"
"We will die for the sake of the world, and our names will definitely be recorded in history! Why fear death?"
"People are born to die, or die to a feather, or be heavier than Mount Tai!”
A series of impassioned voices came from the mouths of these young people. Chunyu Yue stood at the front with a cold look in his eyes.
These people were right. Could it be that the Emperor really did not care about his reputation at all and wanted to kill them?
Impossible!
The Emperor still needed their Confucian teachings, so how could he kill them?
He was definitely going to force the Emperor to promise that he would use Confucianism in the future!
Chun Yuyue thought of his plan and even smiled proudly. He knew that his plan was foolproof.
Ying Zheng had entrusted his eldest son, Fusu, to be taught by him, and he had continuously instilled the Confucian ideology into him.
Fu Su had now become a true gentleman. A gentleman could be deceived with the right method. After Fu Su ascended the throne, he would be the Grand Tutor!
He was the emperor's teacher!
With such a title, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted?
At that time, he would be the number one person in the world! He even thought of the shadow that would be called Junzi in the future.
Thinking of this, a trace of gloom flashed across Chunyu Yue's heart.
That tyrant, Ying Zheng, actually put Li Si of Legalism in an important position, and even promised to make Li Si of Legalism the number one seat after the Warring States Period and the unification of the country!
How dare he! How could they match!
As for whether Li Si's reform was really useful to the people and allowed them to live a good life, what did it have to do with Chunyu Yue?
Wasn't the so-called Confucianism all about fame and power?
Those bumpkins were just ants under his feet. If he was in a good mood, he would look at them. If he was in a bad mood, he would trample them to death.
They were born to look up to him, who was high and mighty. He was a Confucian scholar! He was a great scholar!
He was a scholar!
How could he be on the same level as those vulgar people?
Even the emperor had to listen to scholars like him!
The group of people were noisy, but they did not hold anything in their hands. Perhaps the words in the crowd had given them confidence, they began to walk out of the doctor's palace.
With so many people, what were they afraid of?
In a room in the doctor's palace, a young man who had been unconscious slowly woke up. His eyes were filled with sorrow.
Kong Fang sighed,"How can the scholarly faction be destroyed by this person?"”
He slowly stood up and took out his sword from the empty space beside him.
"I have to clean up the sect.”
......
outside the palace
The Confucian scholars who had just arrived were stopped by a group of armored Iron Eagle Guards holding Godly Zhuge Crossbows.
A young man rushed out and patted the man's armor."How dare you stop me? I am the current doctor!"
The Iron Eagle Guard's voice was calm,"Stand down, or you will be killed!"
The young man laughed wildly.”
"Hahahaha, come on, come on, kill me!”
"Swoosh!"
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