The scholarly faction.
Little Saint Manor.
"Sword Immortal killed the Six Sword Slaves. What decisive methods and terrifying strength.”
Zhang Liang couldn't help but click his tongue.
He had a close relationship with Quicksand, so he naturally knew everything that had happened on the Great Marsh Mountain.
Now that he recalled the scene of the return of ten thousand swords that day.
He still couldn't stop his yearning.
"No wonder Martial Uncle Xun Zi compared him to a Saint.”
Fu Nian took a sip of tea and said,""The farmer gave the sword that day a name,'Two-Sleeved Green Snake'.”
Just by hearing this name, one could tell how powerful it was.
"A sage of the path of the sword has appeared, but our scholarly faction has…"
Zhang Liang sighed.
In the past, the Confucian school had been extremely prosperous and had always been the leader of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.
But now, there were no saints in the world, and they had fallen into a situation where they had no leader.
Among them, many disciples had turned to Legalism and even began to suppress the status of Confucianism.
"Li Si has already become the Prime Minister. If we don't do anything, the Confucian school will probably really exist in name only.”
Zhang Liang's face was filled with worry.
"Hmph, Li Si! A few days ago, he was still pretending to call me senior brother. My scholarly faction doesn't have such a treasonous disciple.”
Yan Lu, who had always been a good person, was very angry.
The reason was that what Li Si was plotting was destroying the foundation of Confucianism.
He advocated the abolition of private schools and the burning of books in various countries.
What kind of behavior was this?
The saints taught everyone without discrimination. It was not easy for the scholars in the world who were thirsty for knowledge to have a chance to change their fate.
Now, he didn't even have the right to study?
The most rebellious thing was to burn the books of hundreds of schools.
The blood and sweat of the sages of the past were the most precious wealth of the scholarly faction and the people of the world. They were the spiritual legacies left behind by the sages.
He actually ended up being burned to the ground!
"But we can't refute him."
Zhang Liang sighed faintly.
He looked to the side.
He placed the stone there.
The reason why this place was called the Small Sage Manor was because it was consecrated with a stone.
It was a Dao Seeking Stone left behind by Confucius in the past, hoping that future generations of scholars could give answers.
What was written on it was nothing else but a question regarding the core of the scholarly faction.
First, why do Confucian disciples study?
Second, how to make the world peaceful.
The answer was not the only one.
Whoever could write a better answer would automatically erase the original answer.
Now, someone had left an answer:
The first answer was that reading was to repay the king's kindness.
The second answer was to burn all the books of the past saints to stop the dispute of thoughts.
Author: Li Si.
This was what Li Si thought.
Furthermore, it was acknowledged by the Dao Seeking Stone.
Back then, even Kong Sheng would never have imagined that someone would use the Dao Seeking Stone he had left behind to destroy the scholarly faction's foundations.
Countless great scholars of the scholarly faction tried to write on it to refute Li Si's theory, trying to find a solution.
All of them ended in failure.
"If we don't solve the two questions on the Dao Seeking Stone, the scholarly disciples will forever be suppressed by Li Si.”
Fu Nian, who was supporting the Tai'a Sword by his waist, slowly said,""His Majesty's birthday is our last chance.”
"Sigh, if our scholarly faction still had a Sage, how could we let Li Si be so arrogant?”
Yan Lu looked at the stone tablet and almost wanted to vomit blood.
The Sage wasn't wrong. He hoped that the scholarly disciples would be able to bring forth new ideas.
Li Si was wrong!
......
In Xianyang Palace.
Pa da---
Pa da---
The sound of chess pieces hitting the chessboard was extremely clear.
Li Si took the white board and thought for a moment before placing another piece.
Sitting opposite him was Ying Zheng, who was wearing a plain brocade robe and had an extraordinary aura.
"Your Majesty, I couldn't sleep at night knowing that White Jade City was ranked above Great Qin on the Divine Roll.”
Li Si said as he played chess.
He naturally believed that Ying Zheng, who was standing in front of him, was anxious.
After all, the personality of the First Emperor, Ying Zheng, was to look down on everything.
He would never tolerate anyone above him.
If there was a national policy that could strengthen Qin, it would definitely be implemented immediately.
"Oh? That beloved minister couldn't sleep all night. Did he think of a way to strengthen Qin?”
Ying Zheng raised his eyelids.
In front of so many officials, he appeared very anxious.
But was the First Emperor really anxious?
Not at all. He was acting anxious because that was normal.
If the other princes had such great power, he might be worried. After all, one's heart was not as deep as one's stomach.
However, the unpredictable nature of the human heart didn't apply to him and Ying Su.
Therefore, he was absolutely at ease with Ying Su.
This question was exactly what Li Si wanted. His eyes lit up as he read softly,"
"Burning books, cheating Confucians!"
"You are from the scholarly faction."
Ying Zheng frowned and said.
This frown of his had the majesty of the Ancestral Dragon.
If it was an ordinary person, they wouldn't even dare to look him in the eye.
"Yes, but Li Si is also the prime minister of Qin.”
Li Si's gaze was dignified and he did not dodge at all.
"Yes, I know the words you inscribed on the Dao Seeking Stone. Reading is to be loyal to the monarch, it suits Zhen's wishes very well.”
Ying Zheng's brows relaxed." But you have to explain to me," he said." How can burning books and burying scholars be a strategy to strengthen the country?”
He wasn't worried about White Jade City.
However, he wanted to make Great Qin even stronger.
When he saw the Dao Seeking Stone, Ying Zheng felt happy in his heart.
If all the scholars in the world were devoted to him
Suddenly.
A voice sounded in his heart.
Li Si was such a b * stard. He had read so much and was spouting nonsense.
No way, no way. Brother Zheng wouldn't really believe it, right?
Sigh, if he didn't believe Li Si's nonsense, Brother Zheng wouldn't have gone down in history.
Ying Zheng was stunned.
This familiar smell.
It was still the same formula, and it was still the same ridicule.
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