Please ask me to be the emperor

"March 15th, Spring and Autumn Conference?" Zhang Shun couldn't help but look at Wang Duo and said.

"Yes, the Spring and Autumn Conference!" Wang Duo explained with a smile, "Since the founding of Fushe, a total of three conferences have been held. They are the Wujiang Yinshan Conference, Nanjing Jinling Conference and Suzhou Huqiu Conference."

"Every time it is held, scholars from all over the world gather together, and the streets are full of clothes. They speculate on stereotypes, exchange knowledge, sharpen their moral character, casually criticize people, and comment on current affairs."

"How many scholars can be summoned each time?" Zhang Shun frowned and thought to himself: This Fushe is so arrogant, I am afraid that no dynasty or generation will tolerate him!

"About two to three thousand!" Wang Duo pondered for a moment and gave a number.

"Scared?" Only then did Zhang Shun truly understand why Zhang Pu dared to call himself "ruling the world with an idle body."

It turns out that there are so many scholars in the world advocating and shouting for it, and its power cannot be underestimated.

He pondered for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Where is the meeting place this time?"

“Jiangyin, Changzhou!”

"Changzhou Jiangyin?" Zhang Shun was stunned when he heard the name.

"Yes, Changzhou Jiangyin!" Wang Duo nodded.

"That's a good relationship. Let's go and take a look if we have a chance!" Zhang Shun couldn't help but smile.

This city is so famous in history that Zhang Shun, who has extremely poor historical knowledge, remembers this city and the person who guarded it.

It was fine if he didn't have the chance. Now that he had the chance, he really wanted to take a look.

Go and see this city, go and see the "unknown" Yan Yingyuan, and then go and see the ordinary people living there.

"Have all the letters been sent?" Zhang Puzheng asked Zhang Cai from Taicang, Suzhou.

"It's all out!" Zhang Cai couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little uneasy.

"Is it really okay to just make the issue so public?"

"If the whole world knows that there is no trouble, then what's the point of winning or losing this debate?" Zhang Pu laughed.

It turns out that this time, when Zhang Pu invited scholars from all over the world, he clearly stated that the topic this time was "Debate on Abolition of Slavery."

As the saying goes, some things won't weigh four ounces if they don't go on the scale, and they won't weigh a thousand pounds if they go on the scale.

The same is true for slavery. If you are good to me and everyone is good, and everyone turns a blind eye and pretends not to see it, they can naturally pretend it is nothing.

However, if you really dig into it, no matter what you say, there is still a truth.

Zhang Pu's idea was very simple. He wanted to use this grand "Abolition Debate" as a gift for restoring society and joining the rebel army.

At the same time, he will also use this "abolition debate" to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, and to purify the society of complex members.

Zhang Shun will use various challenges and risks to purify his team. Zhang Pu is not a three-year-old child, so he will naturally use the same method.

"I always feel that you are taking too many risks this time!" Zhang Cai shook his head after hearing this and pointed out the problem worriedly.

Those people didn't even allow them to accept a slave-born Zhang Yu as their disciple. How could they allow them to openly debate the matter?

"Confucius said benevolence, Mencius said righteousness, but the righteousness is fulfilled, so benevolence is the best. Reading the books of sages, what have you learned? From now on, you will have no regrets." Zhang Pu couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

"Well, just be mentally prepared!" Zhang Cai shook his head helplessly and had to give up.

Not to mention Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai, as soon as this letter was distributed, public opinion was in an uproar.

"Damn it, Mr. Tianru has lost his mind. Why are you talking about this?"

"Mr. Tianru, I think he is an old thief!"

"Isn't this a bit much?"

"Passed it? How did it pass? His Majesty was in trouble, and the 'submissive thief' was crowned like a monkey. He was like an old thief who didn't want to denounce him, but instead abused his assistant. Isn't he a thief?"

While the entire Jiangnan area was discussing, several people were discussing secretly in Shaxi Town, Taicang.

"'King Shun' defeated the many with less in the past few days and defeated Zheng Zhilong. It is now time to change the dynasty." A servant called Gu Shenqing said.

"Now that His Highness King Shun supports us, if we don't take the opportunity to cause trouble, will our descendants continue to be slaves?"

The scholar Lu Maocheng and another domestic slave Chen Yaofu heard this and agreed: "What the president said is true. We should take advantage of the opportunity and cause something to happen!"

It turns out that Gu Shenqing is the president of the Oolong Society, and the scholar Lu Maocheng and another slave-turned-servant Chen Yaofu are his right-hand men.

This Wulong Society followed the wisdom of other academic societies and specialized in recruiting tenant farmers, domestic slaves and vegetable servants as members, and its influence spread throughout Taicang.

Now seeing that the rebel army is powerful, and the attitudes of the great scholars Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai are leaning towards themselves and others, they can't help but have their thoughts.

What's more, Taicang already has a similar tradition. In the battle that made Zhang Pu famous, he called on scholars to expel the "eunuch Gu Bingqian" living in Kunshan.

Everyone's plan has been decided, and everyone is connected in series, but they are waiting for the opportunity to take off.

"Zhang Pu, old thief Zhang Pu, come out, come out!" It was just dawn. Zhang Pu had just finished washing up and was about to flip through some books to prepare for the Spring and Autumn Conference on March 15th. Suddenly there was a sound outside. shouted.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Pu couldn't help but wonder, and quickly opened the door to take a look.

Who would have thought that as soon as he opened the door, a group of people suddenly rushed forward, and fists and kicks fell like raindrops.

"Everyone, everyone, why is this?" Zhang Pu couldn't help shouting loudly while struggling.

"You old thief, you talk about benevolence, justice and morality, but behind your back you steal men and women are prostitutes." I heard someone scolding, "You tell me how many slaves you have in your family, and you dare to stand up for your masters?"

"I'm not, I didn't!" Zhang Pu was stunned when he heard this, and quickly shouted while protecting his face, "I'm speaking for you, not the masters!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Unexpectedly, those people didn't listen at all, but cursed, "Does it mean that we slaves have nothing to say, so we still need you to open our eyes for us?"

"Kill this 'bastard' bastard for being so stubborn!"

When those people heard this, they became even more furious, and their fists and kicks became even heavier for a while.

"How brave, what are you doing?" Just when Zhang Pu was beaten into a daze, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Come on, come on, they are here to cause trouble on purpose!" Zhang Pu couldn't help being shocked and reminded him quickly.

"Good guys, there is a man who surrendered himself. Come over together!" It turned out that the person who came was none other than Zhang Cai, one of the two Zhangs.

How could Zhang Cai struggle to escape? He had already been pinned down and given a beating.

"What a thief, you are so bold, you dare to beat two gentlemen!" Just when the two were about to be beaten to death, someone suddenly heard a shout, and then led a few people to rush forward, and the two sides started fighting.

Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai were finally rescued. When they looked up, they saw that they were their friend Yang Tingshu and his servants.

It turned out that Yang Tingshu was the grandson of Yang Cheng, Duke Jian of Zhuang, the Minister of War in Nanjing, Yuan Dynasty, and the son of Zhusheng Yang Daqing. He had some skills and integrity, so he saved the two people.

"Are you two okay?" Yang Tingshu quickly helped Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai up and asked.

"This life has been saved!" Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I don't know who it is, but they want to kill me!"

"It's a shame that you two are still running and shouting for these slaves. I'm afraid it's this group of people who are causing trouble this time!" Yang Tingshu couldn't help but said angrily.

"How do you say this?" Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai couldn't help but be confused after hearing this.

"Do you know why I arrived at this time and just saved two more people?" Yang Tingshu couldn't help but sneered, "Just today, the ordinary slaves of the Oolong Society started an uprising, hostile to the gentry and the gentry everywhere, and subverting the general order."

"Not long ago, the courtyard of the Gu family of Gu Menglin was burned down, several people were killed, and an unknown amount of property such as deeds of sale, grain, and cloth were seized."

"What?" After hearing Yang Tingshu's words, Zhang Pu felt his eyes darken and almost fainted on the spot.

It turns out that the Gu family is a large family in Kunshan, and its members Gu Menglin and Gu Tinglin are both the backbone of the Fushe.

Now that the Gu family has been burned, the Oolong Association has started to cause trouble, and I am afraid that the Spring and Autumn Conference on March 15th may not go as he wishes.