Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Yan Ce restrained his easy-going expression, and asked seriously, "Where are they?"

"Yan Mansion."

He covered Xiao Yu's cup and touched the child who might be able to tear him apart in the future.

"Patriots, are they alright?"

Yu Ji glanced at the hazy shadow outside the Nuan Pavilion.

"Your Highness, be on standby at any time."

The Guoshang assassins who followed Yu Ji to sneak into the outer court saluted outside the door.

After knocking on the table, Yan Ce unfolded the blank letter, quickly finished it and closed it, and handed it to Guoshang together.

"Send the two volumes of the letter, it's troublesome."

Yu Ji raised a smile on her lips, and her originally serious face glowed with warm colors like summer flowers.

"Is there anything funny?"

"……Do not."

Yu Ji thought for a while, then shook her head: "You want to offend Confucian scholars all over the world."

She doesn't care much about what other people think.

But, does her little baby have to order Guoshang to protect him at all times?

So irritating.

Just for a moment, the girl had this thought, and it quickly dissipated.

……

……

Yan Mansion.

"My parents are traveling far away, please forgive me if I neglect you."

Yan Qing wore a luxurious deep dress, brushed off a layer of dust from not being used for a long time, and did not wear this cumbersome dress for a long time after marrying into the Mo family.

But when she thought that her parents called her back to receive this group of direct blood who had been stunned by the brilliance of the saint, she wanted to immediately call her husband over to block the gun.

Yan Qing, the Confucian leader in the past, made friends with the royal families of all countries, and had good buddies all over the world. As long as she wanted to, she could give her daughter a template for a winner in life that could be rivaled by her father.

The next one is a group of teenagers and girls who came to apply for a job, one of them opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Yan, the ancestor Kong Sheng..."

Yan Qing said: "Confucius Sage traveled around the world, wrote books and established lectures, there is no distinction between teaching and learning, Qing yearns for it."

But when her tone of reverence changed, she hated it and said: "It's been more than 200 years, and you still have this tone. In the six generations hiding under the protection of your ancestors, there is a Confucian of the direct line who stepped into the troubled times and worked behind closed doors. No, it was behind closed doors. car."

"The shadow lies in the glory of the ancestors, but he is willing to fall. If the ancestors are lucky enough to learn about it, Qingxian will shed tears for Confucius."

Even though Yan Qing was a former Confucian leader, she still unceremoniously tore off the fig leaf of the saint's name, but she couldn't wake up the soul lost in the glory.

Qin had Confucianism of the Yan family, and Yan Qing led the trend of theories ten years ago. Qi had Confucianism of the Zeng family, and Zeng Ran succeeded as the head of Confucianism, eliminating more than a hundred words of Confucianism.

Mo Zhong entered the troubled times and tore apart people's prejudice against Mo Zi after his death, causing the kings and families of all countries to compete to hire him as Prime Minister.

The descendants of the disciples around the former saint have developed their own theories, but one of their direct descendants... drowned in pleasure.

"But now Prime Minister Qin is Han Fei, a Legalist scholar, you don't want to—"

"Scholar?"

She looked down at the group of job applicants with a hint of sarcasm, "I don't like Han Fei's theory, but I respect the difference. The last sage in Jixia, whose name can you belittle?"

The scholar at the bottom said: "If you want to win, Mr. Ce will definitely treat you politely, even if it is superficial, and the research institute says it is for Qin, but everyone knows that it is Mr. Ce's property."

"Mr. Yan's husband is not a high-level executive of the research institute. It's not difficult to arrange a few people to enter."

fallen...

Yan Qing "accidentally" shattered the teacup, and there was no remaining love in her eyes because of the saint.

"..."

While speaking, a black-armed masked girl quietly walked into Yan's mansion, bowed to Yan Qing, showed a perfect smile, and presented the letter.

"My dear, the courier entrusted by His Highness Ce has arrived."

Then, clearing his voice, he read out: "All Confucian scholars who are seeking employment will leave Hangu Pass within one month."

The scholar was puzzled and said, "Why...is it gone?"

"Yes." The national mourning girl glanced at the line of small characters at the end, and read: "Related households, get out of here."

Yan Qing raised her hand and said coldly, "Please."

……

The scholars who were kicked out saw each other's unwillingness in their eyes.

"How to do?"

"If His Royal Highness Fusu wins, he will definitely treat us with courtesy, even if it's superficial."