Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"To clarify this matter, Mr. Yan is already doing it. She used her reputation as a great Confucianist in the literary world for more than ten years to justify my name."

The maid raised her eyes and asked puzzledly: "Master Yan Qing, she... shouldn't be a descendant of Kong Shengxian's disciple, why?"

Fu Su sighed, and said: "Mr. Yan said that she just couldn't play with this group of things back then, and now she can't play anymore. She simply didn't become an official for the first half of her life, and lived in seclusion in the city for the rest of her life. She was happy with Mr. Mo all day long. life."

"She said that people with flesh and blood in the world should not rest on their laurels; talented scholars in the world should not stick to their blood."

"No matter who will sit on the throne in the future, no matter which theory leader is in power, I only hope that I, Great Qin, can be like Mr. Yan said, everyone is like a dragon."

The maid pondered for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Yan is the one who lives the most open-minded person, and his demeanor is worthy of his ancestors 200 years ago. Your Highness, why are you still sighing like this?"

Fusu's expression became strange, she paused, and she let out a long sigh again.

"At this moment, Mr. Yan is excitedly running to fertilize the 'gentlemen' in the execution ground."

"what???"

The maid was instantly disillusioned with the image of a generation of stunningly talented Confucian heads.

Great sages like Yan Qing and Mo Zhong shouldn't be cold and banished immortals. Why are they so down-to-earth? It sounds like they are gloating, as if they were all planning to hold a banquet if they didn't restrain themselves Rhythm.

At this time, the guard walked into the side hall and saluted the prince.

"Your Highness, Mr. Yan Ce... Cough, it's His Royal Highness, he said he wanted to relax, and took Tai Ah, and left the royal court alone."

Fu Su frowned, "Ah Ce, he's alone? What's wrong with you?"

The guard seemed to be digesting the shocking news, and said with difficulty: "The two girls who were playing in the garden were expelled, and they returned to the warm pavilion to tidy the bedding of His Royal Highness, and then went to the kitchen to cook."

I have never seen such a feminine side of Mr. Lingshi. It is definitely not possible to cook for yourself. You can guess who you are cooking for. As for the follow-up, it is definitely not just eating. whisper……

The maid at the side was terrified with fantasies, for fear that His Royal Highness Fusu would set off a rebellion and wipe out the royal court first.

"Where did he go?"

Fusu turned her head to ask without changing expression, but clenched her small fists tightly, her black long sleeves covered her slightly trembling arms, she was not as calm as she appeared.

"A lawsuit was filed with the Prison Department, and Yi Tai'a was used as evidence to transfer the criminal records of the Confucian scholars to the public, arbitrarily aggravating the punishment of His Royal Highness for 'pitting Confucianism', and announcing it to the whole city in the name of the prince."

The guard who came to report added, "At this moment, I am learning how to fertilize the execution ground with Mr. Yan."

"Ah Ce, it's true... always doing superfluous things."

Use his reputation to cover the negative influence on her.

The anger dissipated for a few minutes, and as she rubbed her drooping temple hair, the girl smiled softly, smiled for a while, and then let go of her fingers, gradually returning to the prince's posture.

"But even so, I won't forgive you."

Chapter 570: Vision of the Future

"His Royal Highness, Confucianism, who was originally a sacrificial officer, is the current Shu, whose status is low and almost extinct."

When Yan Qing saw the young man carrying Tai Ah on his back, he threw the ladle into the bucket and lifted it with one hand. The former Confucian leader who was born as a lady squatted on the ground without image.

"Confucianism gave new meaning to the word Confucianism, opened up the mind, and combined ethics and theories. Although it was unsuccessful at the time, he influenced the world for 200 years with his own power. It can be seen that he is indeed worthy of being a saint. Every time he thinks of it, Qingxin is fascinated. Of……"

"If there is no Confucius, Confucianism and Taoism will last forever."

Yan Qing brushed off the dirt on the execution platform, sat down on it, hugged her knees, and looked at the white clouds that gathered and scattered.

"The Confucians say that we should care about the world, but I think there is nothing more important than seeing the safety of my family and having two meals a day."

"Mister taught me."

Yan Ce whispered.

"It's an extremely simple truth, but people in the world just want to think it's unfathomable."

Yan Qing smiled slightly, and raised her finger to the Confucian scholars who were trying to "germinate".

"Don't be like them, who are crazy about Confucianism."

"Some people dare not talk about the meritorious deeds of various famous scholars, and will compare themselves. They can only say that the law is strict and the theory is bad in every way. If you read the fur, you think you have interpreted the true meaning."

Seeing that Kong Zhi was silent, Yan Qing picked up another ladle and poured a ladle of pure natural fertilizer on the group of Confucian scholars.

"Don't be dazed, it's you who are talking about."

Kong Zhi held a head of fertilizer and tremblingly said, "Mr. Yan!"

"A bunch of disgraceful bastards who criticize others without knowing what they have learned."

Yan Ce said: "Mr. Yan, although I worshiped under Mr. Fei's school and studied under Legalism, I have no personal hatred for Confucianism."

"The whole city declares that it is a good thing to tear off the false skin of Confucianism. The glory of Confucius is enough to cover three generations of descendants. Today, it has been six generations. If you are not a pure scholar but claim to be orthodox, let's take a break."

Yan Qing let out a breath, seeing that the scholar who had seen the saint's blood was still unconvinced, and said coldly: "I have worn out my mouth, and I can't persuade the damn ghost, the saint's family has degenerated into a scum family with no integrity , Qidi murdered and set fire, and was deprived of his title by the favor order, and then ran all the way to Qinjing, which he had scolded before, to seek an official."

"Insulting Qin, begging Qin, 'knowing current affairs' makes me sick."

Going to the execution ground, the young man picked up a ladle to fertilize everyone, and said with a smile: "The blood of Kong Sheng is really ironic."

Kong Zhi resisted the unpleasant smell, and said, "Mr. Yan Ce, don't you care about feathers?"

Yan Ce didn't answer, but said in a business-like manner: "Jixia's dossier of the Criminal and Prison Department is published to the world, Qi is not able to punish scholar-bureaucrats, but it is different here, I will take care of what the government in other places can't control."

"Why... why..."