Daqin: Prince Wushuang, Flattening the Confucian School at the Start

Confucian School Hall, east of Xianyang city.

As the world's most prominent school, Confucianism has an influential influence throughout Daqin, and is highly sought after by the nobles and nobles from all over the world. It is absolutely rich and rich.

Even in the city of Xianyang, this Confucian School still occupies the scale of a small half of the street. The buildings are very magnificent, and they are not inferior to the imperial palace.

Those who go out of the entrance hall of the entrance hall are even more well-dressed, and those who are a little bit shabby will be directly blocked by the nursing home.

At this moment, in the magnificent hall, a grand banquet is being held, hosted by the doctor's uncle Sun Tong, gathering Confucian scholars and celebrities from all directions.

After several rounds of coveting, the great Confucians who are full of wine, through Jiu Xing, began their daily guidance:

"Your Majesty today is really mediocre. He actually reuses Li Si's Confucian traitor. He can't divide the confession and the nobility is king. For me, Confucianism is even more disregarded!"

"Yes, in the past week, Martial King, able to create an 800-year national fortune, did not rely on reusing Jiang Taigong and other good officials to entrust the eight hundred princes!"

"Such a perverse act, this Da Qin's luck will definitely not grow!"

"After today, I will gather more disciples so that the tyrant will know the power of my Confucianism!"

"In my opinion, the tyrant did not go to the court for several days this time. It must be a precarious situation. I should wait for more energy to support the son and Su to the upper ranks and restore the enfeoffment system!"

"At that time, you and I will all be great heroes in restoring sages, fame and fortune, absolutely nothing to say!"

"It should be so!"

I get used to it on weekdays, and coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, the so-called Confucianism has become more and more presumptuous, and more and more unconcealed.

Later, together with the Confucian Shu Sun Tong, they couldn't listen anymore.

"Everyone, the task that Dr. Chun Yuyue assigned to us is to raise momentum and ask your Majesty to restore the enfeoffment system, but nothing else!"

"Don't forget, this is Xianyang City, under your eyes!"

Shu Suntong frowned and reminded.

"Isn't that the tyrant Ying Zheng, you are afraid, I am not afraid!"

"Don't forget, we are Sage disciples, and against us, we are against the sages of Confucius and Mencius, and against hundreds of thousands of scholars in the world!"

"It irritates me to wait, and I will join in the force of rebellion when I wait, and pull the tyrant off his horse!"

"Unless Your Majesty promises us to restore the system of enfeoffment, and the founding son helps Su as the prince, we will never give in!"

"Yes, never give in!"

The great Confucian scholars who had high positions in their respective regions and drank their heads did not give Shu Sun Tong Face at all, but yelled more and more arrogantly.

The impatient, even with drunken steps, was already preparing to head towards the palace.

Shu Sun Tong frowned, turned around and left, intending to keep his eyes out.

Although he was one of the seventy-two doctors proclaimed by the first emperor, due to his background, among the Confucian schools who paid great attention to seniority, the right to speak was not particularly high.

And there are many supporters behind this group of people, and Shu Sun Tong is also a bit offended.

It's just that after somehow he went to the court and heard about politics. Shu Sun Tong always felt that if Confucianism went down like this, something would happen sooner or later.

"boom!"

Just as Shu Sun Tong was thinking about countermeasures with a frown, the door of the academy was suddenly kicked open.

"Which thing is tired of life, dare to make trouble in the land of sages, don't you know where the Confucian school is located?"

Uncle Sun Tong, who had a bad temper and was in a bad mood, immediately yelled when he saw someone daring to make trouble.

"Sages, great scholars, are you worthy too?"

"In the eyes of this young man, you are just a group of anti-thief trying to conspiracy and create chaos!"

"My son today, let you know what Qin Fa is!"

Ying Changfeng jumped off the horse and sneered.

"Where is the madman who wants to die?"

"You are the son of Changfeng?"

"The nursing home, where did the nursing home die?"

Shu Sun Tong was stunned for a long time before he recognized Ying Changfeng and frowned.

I was also secretly wondering, how dare an inexistent young man dare to come to Confucianism to make trouble?

However, just in case, Shu Sun Tong waved his hand and motioned to his confidant to go down and call the son Fusu, just in case.

However, The next moment!

"Whoo!"

A sharp long sword cut directly through the void, nailing the Confucian student who tried to leave the academy directly on the door panel.

"Assault in public!"

"Master Changfeng, you, are you crazy?"

Seeing his confidant's tragic death in front of him, Shusuntong's drinking spirit was directly frightened, and his voice became stammered.

"My son said, you are just a group of rebellious rebels!"

"My son came today to enforce the Qin Law and send you to reincarnation!"

"In the next life, remember to be a good person!"

Ying Changfeng sneered, and the sharp long sword swung past, and the head of Uncle Sun Tong with an unbelievable expression was already soaring into the sky.

"Kill, kill!"

"Help!"

Seeing the bloody scene, the Confucian scholars who had just been attacking the government from aloft just now turned pale, and their whole bodies trembled violently involuntarily.

One by one you look at me and I look at you, vying to push back, none of them dare to step forward and look directly at Ying Changfeng's fierce gaze.

"His Royal Highness Changfeng, all this is a misunderstanding!"

"What you heard just now are all drunk words, so you can't take it seriously!"

"I always support Da Qin!"

"As long as you let me wait, I can recommend you as the prince!"

Seeing Ying Changfeng stepping forward, all the great scholars panicked and evaded, even kneeling down and begging for mercy.

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