Daqin storyteller, starting with an inventory of the top ten emperors

Brother Sanqian, the boss of the underworld?

Fusu looked astonished.

Do you want to hear what you are saying?

Did anyone say that about Confucius?
If this spreads, it will be sprayed to death by Confucian scholars all over the world!

Bai Su was extremely calm, sipping tea, leisurely.

It took quite a while before Fusu recovered from the shock.

"Don't be joking, sir."

"Sage Kong is a teacher of all ages, a generation of saints, how could he be the boss of the underworld?"

"Besides, Confucius had three thousand disciples, but they were not three thousand disciples."

"Su doesn't know why Mister made such remarks, but I still ask Mister to come out of this door and stop talking."

Fu Su was really worried, if he said that outside, Bai Su might be beaten to death.

However, Bai Su was very calm.

"If that's not the case, then you answer me."

"The world is in chaos, fighting against each other, and bandits are endless."

"How could Confucius travel around the world in such a chaotic age and still be safe?"

"In the end, An Ran returned to his hometown and wrote a book."

Fusu was dumbfounded.

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After hearing it this way, it seems really reasonable!
If Confucius was really a weak Confucian scholar, he would have been killed by bandits in the mountains long ago.

Or be eaten by wild beasts.

How could it be possible to return home safely!

Could it be that what Mr. said is true?
Confucius is really a mafia boss with three thousand younger brothers?

This……

What Bai Su said suddenly overturned Fu Su's inherent cognition for so many years.

He was immediately stunned, not knowing what to say.

"As for why Confucius was able to spread his teachings all over the world, it is quite simple."

"Also ask Master to teach me."

Bai Su nodded, picked up a bronze wine cup casually, and exerted a little force.

20 years of internal force was activated in an instant, and the bronze wine baron was crushed in an instant.

"I'm telling you this, do you listen?"

Fusu stared wide-eyed, looked at the crushed bronze wine baron, and nodded almost subconsciously.

"Confucius is nine feet long, with a sword hanging from his waist."

"If he tries to reason with you, you won't listen."

"Then he draws out his sword and puts it on your neck, and then he makes sense, do you still dare not listen?"

Fusu suddenly realized.

He finally understood why Confucius was able to spread Confucianism all over the world!
It turned out to be because of this!
"So, Confucius has never been a pedantic Confucian, but you think he is."

"Confucius once said that the six arts of a gentleman are ritual, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics."

"Confucius can penetrate Yang with a hundred steps, and hit the arrow with arrows."

"I also personally drove a car to meet the enemy, and my imperial skills are superb."

"Where is the teacher who taught you Confucianism?"

"Will he?"

"The six arts of a gentleman, Confucian students only learn rituals, music, books, and numbers, and deliberately forget shooting and imperial control."

"Therefore, most Confucian scholars in the world are corrupt Confucians, but Confucius was never a corrupt Confucian."

"Confucianism is against war and thinks war is unjust, right?"

Fusu has been shocked by what Bai Su said, and has become a ruthless nodding machine.

"Confucius once served as the great commander of the Lu State, raised some punishments and prisons, and personally conquered the three Huan of the Lu State."

"I also punished Shao Maozheng, and Mingzheng's punishment code."

"According to what they say, Confucius is also unrighteous?"

How could Fusu dare to answer these words, at this moment, he was already shocked and fell into deep thought!
Bai Su's words dissected a real image of Confucius for him!

A Confucius who is different from the past!
Not a rotten Confucian, not even a Confucian scholar, more like a ranger!

However, for some reason, Bai Su felt that such a Confucius was more vivid and real.

Compared with Confucius who was erected on the altar and regarded as the teacher of all ages.

The Confucius mentioned by Mr. Bai Su is more ordinary and more real.

After a long time, Fusu came back to his senses, left his seat, bowed deeply to Baisu, and knelt down on the ground.

"Thank you sir for clarifying Su's doubts."

"For so many years, Su has been deceived by the rumors of the family."

"Now, Mr. Yu clears up the doubts, so Su can tell right from wrong!"

At this moment, Fusu has already made up his mind.

What Mr. Bai Su said is the real Confucius!

"The Analects of Confucius was not originally written by Confucius, but only recorded his words and deeds."

"It was recorded by his disciples and his disciples. They may not understand what Confucius meant."

"Besides, for the sake of the venerables, in their records, Confucius is naturally glorious and majestic."

"As a result, there are many words that they don't understand, and they are just far-fetched."

"But me, it's different!"

"I understand him. Although Confucius and I have never met, we are like confidants. I can understand his meaning."

Fusu nodded, now he almost believed it all!

The husband is the confidant of Confucius.

As for those Confucian scholars, they are only far-fetched from generation to generation, and according to their own understanding, they enshrine Confucius on the altar.

From this point of view, what Mr. said is the true meaning of the Analects!
It would be great if I could meet Mr. earlier!
It's not like wasting 20 years!
"Sir, please be respected by Su!"

Fusu respectfully fell to the ground, then stood up.

"Sir, I understand now, let's continue teaching."

Bai Su nodded in satisfaction, a child can be taught.

He let out a long breath from the bottom of his heart.

It can be regarded as a fool.

Since Confucianism instilled so much feudal dross in this kid.

Then he will fight poison with fire and eradicate these feudal dross from the root!

Cultivate a five-star good citizen for Daqin!
From now on, Zhao Su will never be fooled by Confucianism again!

Old Zhao's head was saved!
Old Zhao, old Zhao, you have to thank me well, if it weren't for me, you would be finished.

"That's why, I heard that in the morning, you can die in the evening, which means that if you find out the way to your house in the morning, you will die in the evening."

"Why is this so, think about it, how dangerous it is for Confucius to travel across the nations."

"If someone wants to harm him, then he can only act first to protect his own life!"

"Hence this sentence."

"It's the same between people, and it's the same between countries."

"If you can do it, don't force it. Do it first, understand?"

Fu Su nodded heavily, "Sir, this disciple understands!"

Bai Su smiled with satisfaction.

Good boy, is a material to be made.

……

It's night, Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng was dumbfounded when Fusu finished talking about today's study results, and couldn't keep his mouth shut.

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"Is this really what Mr. Bai Su taught you?"

Fusu nodded proudly, "Exactly."

"Only Mr. is a confidant of Confucius and understands the true meaning of the Analects."

"My son thinks so!"

Ying Zheng looked strange.

This Analects, is this really the solution?

Out of trust in Bai Su, he tried to understand Bai Su's explanation.

Immediately, I was astonished!
That said, it really makes sense!
Could it be that this is the true meaning of the Analects of Confucius?

At this moment, Ying Zheng was stunned.

Although he is not familiar with the Analects of Confucius, he also knows that the Analects of Confucius has been passed down for so many years.

The meaning of it has almost become a formula.

But unexpectedly, Bai Su directly overturned all this!