After a day of transmigration, Kong Yu became the direct grandson of Confucius and went to Xianyang to tutor the eldest son, Fusu. Thinking about burning books and burying scholars in the future, Kong Yu shuddered. Was he really going to teach Fu Su to become a weak Confucian scholar?
Fu Su: " Teacher, I’ve heard the truth in the morning, and I can die in the evening. Does it mean to die for the truth?"”
"F * ck! Who told you that? It means that I went to inquire about the way to your house in the morning, and you died at night!”
"Teacher, what about not doing unto others what you would not have them do unto you?"”
Kong Yu said," Don’t use fighting techniques you don’t like on others. Use those you like!”
Coincidentally, Huhai came to find trouble.
Fu Su: " Teacher, Zi Buyu has supernatural powers. Let’s ignore him."”
Kong Yu: " F * ck, I don’t speak of supernatural powers. I mean you can fight. Try not to make any noise!" Beat him up!"
Many years later, under Kong Yu’s guidance, the muscular Fusu pulled out the sword at his waist and a million Great Qin soldiers crossed the Cong Mountains.
"Teacher, the enemy is here. Should we let them be since they are here?”