Eight Thousand Iron Buddha at the Start, Please Make Concessions to the First Emperor!

Confucianism, even in today's Daqin, can be regarded as the one with the most influence and the most scholars among the hundred schools of thought.

Especially in the rich counties and counties, Confucian scholars can be seen everywhere.

And this huge base has also created: once the Confucian people want to spread some ideas, they will inevitably have a certain range and cause a lot of influence.

For example, the present Sanchuan County.

A large number of Confucian people wandered around.

All kinds of rumors are also circulating.

"It's really inhumane! How can these Qin troops be so excessive?"

"Bringing a knife to their own people, they are no longer worthy of being called Qin Jun."

"It's not our Confucian people who should be damned, but those corrupt officials."

"Tyranny, this is naked tyranny."

"Brother Zhao, rest in peace, my virtuous brother will definitely help you get justice!"

"What's going on with these Confucian students? Why are they so angry?"

"You don't know yet? It is said that a group of them went to stop the Qin army's grain transport convoy and were killed, but it's miserable!"

"Is there such a thing?"

For a time, "the unarmed Confucian scholar blocked the convoy of chaff for the common people, but was brutally slaughtered." This news began to spread like wind in Sanchuan County.

As a result, various dangerous words such as "violent Qin", "tyranny", and "the second world have no virtue", which were originally avoided by the common people, have been occasionally heard in the joints.

The people were stunned.

The Confucian people were even more enthusiastic.

A look that he would rather die than to make things bigger, even made the people who yearn for peace one headed and two big.

Such chaos naturally did not escape the eyes of those caring people such as the remnants of the Six Nations.

As a result, third-party forces also began to enter.

Worse rumors began to spread.

However, as soon as these talents emerged, they were stared at by a pair of eyes that had been waiting in the dark for a long time.

"I've probably figured out the source of some of the rumors, and I'm sure it's someone from Zhao State."

"I found a place where the remnants of the Qi Kingdom gather here."

"Me too. Your Majesty has a life. I will act tonight."

"Here!"

The moon is dark and the wind kills the night.

No one expected that such a chaotic scene was in the arms of the young Emperor II.

A large number of the remnants who were haunting the territory of Sanchuan County were uprooted by the Black Ice Terrace Iron Eagle Guards who came out of their nests.

There are countless people with a heart, and their dreams are broken in the dark night.

Until the sun rose, the Iron Eagle Guards, who had been busy all night, once again set their sights on the main prey of this operation.

Confucianism!

"Have you heard? This famine has affected two counties and more than a million people!"

"It's so evil? Is it possible to provide relief food?"

"Don't tell me, it wasn't enough originally, but Your Majesty had the foresight to replace all the grains with cheap old grains and bran, and it turned out to be enough!"

"Ah? Didn't they all say that Xianyang Palace was for money..."

"What, I heard from the relatives in the palace, in fact, His Majesty replaced all the grains in storage this time with old grains and chaff, in order to be able to help more victims!"

"It turns out that this is the case, it is really your fault, Your Majesty."

"It's right to think about it. If there is a famine, those who stutter will not die from starvation. Thank God, how about the food."

"Yeah, when there was a famine in my hometown, the bark of the turf was gnawed away. It's good to have rations to eat."

Similar remarks kept coming out from the dark piles set up by the Black Ice Platform.

In the words of Zhao Tuo.

In today's Daqin, where the people are dull and ignorant, the most influential war is the fishing boat war.

To grasp the tone of the public is to grasp the hearts of the people.

To grasp the hearts of the people is to grasp the world!

And it is.

With the reasonable reasons for saving grain for the bad bran, the people of Sanchuan County, who had been disillusioned for a while, couldn't help but re-examine the current situation.

"You said, in case those grains are really cut off by Confucian scholars..."

"I heard that there are thousands of stones in the entire convoy for food relief. If this is not delivered in time, how many people may die?"

"God, thousands of stones! At least tens of thousands of people can be saved... Fortunately."

"Damn it, think about it now, if we suffer from famine here, and someone dares to stop our relief food, my **** will kill him."

"I also heard that the leader of them said that name is more important than life, fuck it, Laozi's life is gone, name is nothing."

"These Confucian scholars, all of them stand and talk without back pain, so they should all be arrested and taken to build the Great Wall."

Under the intentional guidance of the hidden stake, the tone of the room turned.

In just two days, the Confucian scholars who were originally impassioned are now like mice crossing the street.

Although not everyone shouted.

But the eyes of the people looking at them also became unkind.

After all, blocking other people's life-saving food, this is quite a shit.

Things have come this far, and it's not over yet.

Along with the relief food, it arrived in Yingchuan and Sishui counties.

The incident of being intercepted by Confucian scholars on the road to disaster food also began to spread like a storm in the two counties.

And its influence among the common people is even far greater than that of Sanchuan County.

After all, for the people of these two counties, the real life-saving food was blocked.

For a time, all the people who had just relied on the disaster relief food to fill their stomachs looked for the Confucian scholars with red eyes.

The sound of the wind roared.

The Confucian schools of Yingchuan and Sishui were almost devastated.

Moreover, this momentum is rapidly spreading to all parts of Daqin centered on the three counties of Sanchuan, Yingchuan and Sishui.

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