Qin Dynasty snare people

Fu Nian's resolute will was shaken by Xunzi's scolding, and his expression suddenly changed. The Ling Ran sword energy lingering around him also lost its indomitable power in an instant. Tai'a held in both hands became extremely heavy at this moment. , I can't keep it up no matter what.

Xunzi's words rang in his ears like thunder, sending shivers down Fu Nian's spine.

Because Fu Nian suddenly discovered at this moment that if he really wanted to die to make his determination clear, and would rather surrender than surrender, not to mention anything else, many of the disciples in the Confucian Little Sage Village would follow him.

It turns out that death is just an escape... Fu Nian's heart trembled slightly, and his expression became extremely complicated. Finally, the Tai'a sword he held high slowly dropped, and as he let go, it was inserted into the ground.

"Uncle Master, Fu Nian understands."

Fu Nian bowed his hands in the direction where Xunzi was transmitting his message. His eyes were as calm as dead water at this moment, and he said indifferently.

Although he is alive, his heart is dead.

Because Fu Nian knew very well that the moment he put down his sword, it meant that he had lost the contest with the Six Sword Slaves. According to the agreement, the Confucian Little Sage Village will be merged into the Xuanhuang Academy. From now on, there will be no more Confucians in the world, even if there are students studying Confucianism. Academics have nothing to do with Confucianism.

After all, he failed to keep the inheritance that his teacher had given him.

It was quiet for a while.

Li Si was the first to break the calm. He looked at Fu Nian, who looked slightly depressed, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Fu Nian has given up the sword. In this competition, the Six Swordsman will win. I hope that Confucianism will abide by the agreement with the empire."

"Of course, from today onwards, Confucianism is disbanded, and all disciples are not allowed to consider themselves Confucian disciples..."

Fu Nian looked at Li Si and said slowly. As the words fell, his energy and spirit weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The straight waist seemed to bend with these words.

There will always be these people in this world who would rather not give in.

Luo Yan looked at Fu Nian, whose martial arts realm had declined, and his expression moved. He wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he couldn't say such hypocritical words. It wasn't him, Luo, who caused this situation in Confucianism. At this time Going up to comfort me is a bit fake and compassionate.

"My heart is broken, my energy and spirit are scattered. If I don't stop it in time, my life will be short."

Xiaomeng looked at Fu Nian, her cold eyes flashed, and she whispered in a low voice.

Fu Nian's swordsmanship was upright and upright, but today, he destroyed himself. The power of the sword before was so terrifying, and his current state was so bad. The condensed energy and spirit were dispersed in an instant, as if The popped balloon.

"Brother!"

Yan Lu's body flashed and he supported Fu Nian, who was unsteady on his feet, and shouted worriedly.

"fine."

Fu Nian received support from Yan Lu and shook his head. He did not look at Li Si, but turned to Luo Yan: "King Yueyang, I want to know how the empire will deal with the Confucian disciples of Xiaoshengxian Village."

"The empire has opened colleges in various places. Those with outstanding talents, learning and moral character can go to these colleges to teach and educate people. If they don't want to, they can also find their own way out. The empire will not interfere with their freedom, as long as they do not regard themselves as Confucian disciples in the future and deliberately Spread hatred and become enemies of the Empire, and the Empire will not make things difficult for them.

The empire's plan to destroy hundreds of schools of thought is not to cut off your inherited scholarship. What the empire wants to do is to unify all schools of thought and summarize all the scholarship for the world to learn from.

This is also the meaning of the existence of the college. "

Luo Yan looked a little more serious and said in a deep voice.

"Can I stay at Little Saint's Villa?"

Fu Nian looked at Luo Yan and asked.

"Mr. Fu Nian might as well ask the Prime Minister about this matter. After all, he is responsible for these matters."

Luo Yan did not answer this question directly.

Li Si on the side turned green when he heard this. How could he not understand the meaning of Luo Yan's words? This was asking him to take the blame again. He thought that Fu Nian had not committed suicide and he might be able to escape, but now Fu Nian This question made Li Si's expression stiffen.

Can Xiaoshengxianzhuang stay?

Of course not!

Xiaoshengxianzhuang is a holy place in the minds of Confucian disciples. It is so similar to the Mohist government city. If this kind of place is not destroyed, how can it completely destroy the faith in the hearts of Confucian disciples.

Fu Nian twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at Luo Yan who didn't say anything clearly, he knew it in his heart, and his breath became even more sluggish in an instant.

Not only did he fail to hold on to Confucianism, he even lost his last "home".

The soles of Luo Yan's feet were greased. He couldn't stand the current atmosphere any longer. He left all the finishing matters to Li Si. He took Xiaomeng to the back mountain to visit Xunzi and wanted to burn down the Little Saint Xian Manor. This matter finally came to an end. You have to discuss it with Xunzi. You still need to give him the face that should be given. Of course, the outcome will not change much.

But whether to do it or not is another matter.

…

Bamboo forest path.

Xiaomeng's steps were light, her slender jade legs fit perfectly together, and her walking posture was pleasing to the eye. She looked around with her wonderful eyes, and finally landed on the small building at the end of the road: "Is the Confucian Xunzi living in seclusion here?"

As the words fell, a vague wave rippled from his toes, like water droplets falling into the lake. Faint ripples spread out and disappeared without a trace after a moment.

"Taoist Tianzong's trick, are you Xiao Meng, the closed disciple accepted by Bei Mingzi?"

Just when Xiaomeng was trying out some tricks, a majestic aura filled the room, and a vague inner aura was directly dispersed by the sound of words.

"……yes."

Xiaomeng's eyes flashed, she didn't have much respect for Xunzi, and she responded indifferently.

After all, there are only a few people or things in this world that can disturb her state of mind, and the Confucian Xunzi is obviously not among them.

"come in."

Xunzi's voice became calmer.

Luo Yan did not interfere in the whole process. Watching the brief confrontation between Xiaomeng and Xunzi, he had a rough idea of ​​the strength of the two. They were both among the small group of people who stood at the top of the world.

The bookboy outside the house welcomed Luo Yan and Xiaomeng into the house.

Xunzi had a cold face, holding a chess book in his hand, and was studying a game of Go, in which the black and white pieces were fighting, the situation was quite anxious, and it seemed that it was an inextricable endgame.

"Can you play chess?"

Xunzi raised his eyelids, glanced at Xiaomeng, and asked.

"Yes, but not interested."

Xiaomeng looked at the old man in front of him, who also had a cold face, and responded in a calm tone, as if you are cold, I am colder than you.

The people of the Taoist Tianzong are really unpleasant... Xunzi's eyes flickered and he stroked his beard: "The Taoist Tianzong also defected to the empire?"

"It's just a choice."

Xiao Meng said lightly.

now.

Luo Yan bowed slightly to Xunzi and said apologetically: "I have disturbed my senior with today's affairs."

"I have said everything that needs to be said clearly. There is no need to talk nonsense. I am not that obsessed with the word Confucianism."

Xunzi looked at Luo Yan and hummed.

Luo Yan laughed dryly and continued: "Although today's matter is over, Li Si wants to burn down the Little Saint's Manor..."

After speaking, Luo Yan also looked at Xunzi with some embarrassment.

Xunzi blinked and looked at Luo Yan in shock. He obviously didn't expect that Luo Yan came here to say this. He felt a little angry for no reason. The empire was too ruthless in doing things, but after a moment, he understood As for the intention of this move, his face suddenly became uncertain.

Xunzi may not have much attachment to Confucianism, but he still has some affection and attachment to Xiaoshengxianzhuang, the home where he has lived all his life.

"Does it have to be this way?"

Xunzi asked in a deep voice.

"It can be renovated a little or two."

Luo Yan said tactfully.

Xunzi no longer thought about studying the chess records at this moment. He looked at Luo Yan and sneered: "It sounds nice. If I don't agree, will you stop doing it? Forget it, now that we have reached this point, there is nothing Confucianism can't give up. of."

"Senior is very righteous."

Luo Yan flattered him smoothly.

Xunzi said with a cold face: "Is there anything else? Just show up if you have nothing to do. I haven't had the pleasure of visiting guests in recent days."

As for Xiaomeng, he was a little curious at first, but after meeting her, he had no good impressions of Xiaomeng. He didn't like the little girl's temperament and disliked her, so naturally he had no intention of getting in touch with her.

Luo Yan didn't talk nonsense. He bowed to Xunzi and left Xiaozhu with Xiaomeng.

I am here just to inform you. Whether or not Xunzi agrees is irrelevant.

The most important step has been taken, and what follows is just the finishing touch. Of course, there is also the taking of the blame. When these things are reported back to Xianyang City, Li Si will be in great trouble. According to the pre-arranged agreement, Li Si will be pushed out to take the blame. , to calm down the public anger, and then integrate the academic knowledge of hundreds of schools of thought and move them all into the palace.

Wait until Luo Yan and Xiaomeng leave.

Xunzi was slightly absent-minded and muttered to himself: "I don't know whether the future will be a blessing or a curse. That's all. I have a handful of bones. After all, the future belongs to the young."

There are advantages and disadvantages to the unification of various schools of thought, and everything depends on the development of the empire.

If it can make full use of its resources, Qin will become the most powerful empire in history.

If not, there may be a disaster in the future.

Just as Xiao Meng said.

It's all just a choice.

. . . . . . . . . . . . .

Three days later.

On a high platform near the sea in Songhai City, all the Mohist giants and several commanders were pulled here and beheaded at noon today.

Li Si is still responsible for this matter. Since he chose to take the blame, Li Si naturally needs to bear all the blame.

In addition to Li Si, Meng Tian led 500 Qin elites to blockade the surrounding streets. Zhang Han and the Shadow Guards were also hiding in the dark. Zhao Gao took the Six Sword Slaves to protect Li Si personally and waited for others to rescue him.

However, the situation in front of us is not easy for anyone to deal with.

"I want to die, I want to die, I want to live a wild life. I have thought of countless ways to die, but I have never thought of this useless way~"

Robber Zhi was tied up with iron chains and knelt on his knees with a look of despair. He faced the sun and looked at the elite soldiers of the Qin State deployed around him. His heart felt cold. At this moment, he felt that his death omen was twinkling. , couldn't detect the slightest sign of life, and couldn't even escape.

Because these bastards in the empire didn't respect martial ethics, they actually gave him poison. His limbs were weak and he didn't even have the strength to run.

Gao Jianli's expression remained unchanged, his waist was straight, and he was not afraid of life or death. He was only worried about one thing at the moment, how was Xue Nu, whether she was bullied by Luo Yan, and whether she could survive.

Unfortunately, he has never seen Xue Nu and Luo Yan since he was arrested.

"It seems that today is our Mo family's home court~"

Robber Zhi looked at Yan Dan, who was lying dead beside him, and said bitterly.

Yan Dan is already crippled, the arm holding the sword has long been broken, and the meridians are even more fragmented. At this moment, he is like a living dead, and it is just a matter of time to pull him over.

When Gao Jianli heard this, his eyes flickered, he looked up at Li Si, Zhao Gao and others, and said calmly: "It seems that the empire hopes someone will come to save us."

"Don't think about it, I hope they don't come."

Thief Zhi sighed softly.

But soon, the expressions of Duan Zhi and Gao Jianli changed, because more than a dozen Mohist disciples were brought to the side. These Mohist disciples were all disciples hiding in the village. How could they be captured by the empire? Could it be that Old Man Ban Something happened to Bian.

As several Mohist disciples narrated.

Duan Zhi and Gao Jianli both looked livid and cursed despicably.

As for the person who scolded him, it was Luo Yan, who invited Xue Nu to negotiate with Master Ban. As a result, both Xue Nu and Master Ban were left behind, and then the village they were hiding in was destroyed. Except for a few people who ran away, the rest Everyone was arrested.

"Snow Girl..."

Gao Jianli was extremely worried at this moment. He was afraid that Xue Nu would be bullied by Luo Yan.

Li Si looked at the rebellious Mohists below with a cold look on his face and a bit of fatigue on his brows. In the past few days, the Confucian affairs had really troubled him. It took him a day just to write the memorial. As for the burning of Xiaoshengxian Manor , and ultimately it is carried out in the form of water walking.

The Little Sage Village is completely gone.

Li Si had memorized all these things. In comparison, the lives of the Mohist leaders in front of him were nothing.

"It's time for execution!"

Li Si looked at the sky and ordered coldly.

As the words fell, the elite soldiers of the Qin State around them were immediately on guard. Even the Six Sword Slaves stood and released to prevent possible attacks.

But in the end, nothing came.

The knife fell steadily.

The head rolled to the ground.

…

In a tall building not far from the execution place.

Luo Yan was watching all this with Xiaomeng. Da Siming was guarding the door. Not only did he glance at Xiaomeng from time to time, she was also a little uncomfortable with the Taoist nun who had been pestering Luo Yan in recent days. She didn't dare to say anything about his identity.

Then again.

Lord Dongjun, can't you take care of Luo Yan? !

Look, during this trip, Luo Yan even hooked up with the head of the Taoist Tianzong.

"Life is so fragile~"

Xiaomeng looked at the Mo family members whose heads had been chopped off and said softly.

"Fragility is relative. Compared with these people, look at those people and how strong they are alive."

Luo Yan looked at the living beings in the distance and said softly.

Some people have worked very hard while they were alive, while some people are obsessed with resisting the Qin Dynasty all day long. If they have some strength, they don't know how much they weigh.

Xiaomeng looked at the passers-by with twinkling eyes. Sometimes she felt that Luo Yan was really suitable for practicing Taoism!

PS: That... I don’t know what to say anymore