I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

In today's Han Dynasty, there is still no such thing as copyright.

The teachings of each school are passed down from teacher to student. As long as the teacher's teachings are not tampered with without authorization and spread to other disciples, no one will be held accountable.

If an ordinary person gets a scripture and can study it fluently, he can also open a monastery and recruit disciples to teach it.

Therefore, among the lecturers and teachers in the countryside, many people are also self-taught.

But the situation playing out in Shiqu Pavilion at this moment is very different.

If it is true as Kong Anguo said, this Chu Ji is not just "self-taught", but he takes other people's things as his own.

To put it more excessively, it is naked theft.

"Masters, please listen to what I have to say..." Kong Anguo waved his hand to calm down the noise.

“I don’t know how many Confucian scholars in the world have studied Shangshu. All the Shangshu they have learned was passed down by my mentor Fu Sheng.”

"Over the past few decades, various schools and schools have developed different commentaries. Since they are originally from the same root, there will naturally be similarities."

"Occasionally there are some similarities between some commentaries, but it is harmless and can be justified."

"However, you must also have seen the clues. There are too many similarities between "The Biography of the Chu Family" and the "Biography of the Kong Family" annotated by Lao Chen."

"I'm afraid it can't be a coincidence. There must be deep roots and entanglements."

"Old Man's "Book of Documents" is crudely written and has not been widely circulated among scholars except for a few disciples."

"So I also want to know, where did Chu Ji get this humble work from?"

When Kong Anguo said this, he finally stopped. He saluted the emperor and the other Confucian scholars, and then looked at Xia Housheng and Wang Shi.

"Xiahou Gong, you edited this book. Can you tell me who this Chu Ji is?"

Xia Housheng is in his seventies, his beard and hair are all white. No matter where he goes, he will be respected by others.

But Kong Anguo is already eighty-two-three this year. Not only is he much older in age, he is also two generations ahead of Xia Housheng in terms of inheritance.

Suddenly being questioned by this "elder", Xia Housheng stood up awkwardly like a young Confucian scholar.

"Kong Ru, as I said just now, I have never met Chu Ji. The scriptures were all handed over to me by the prince." Xia Housheng did not even dare to call himself an old man in front of Kong Anguo.

Then, everyone's eyes focused on Wang Shi again.

"Prince, can you help me solve my doubts?" Kong Anguo said with a smile.

This time, it was finally Wang Shi's turn to become a little nervous. He stood up and looked in the direction of the emperor, but did not get any response.

Wang Shi remembered that he once asked the emperor whether the "Thirteen Classics" were annotated by the emperor himself, and the emperor gave an unequivocal answer at that time.

From that day on, Wang Shi never doubted the origin of the "Thirteen Classics".

Nowadays, there are so many coincidences between these two "Shangshu" that even he, a participant, is confused.

Could it be that the emperor really sent someone to steal "The Biography of Kong" and then copied his own annotations into the scriptures?

Then... wouldn't he become the laughing stock of the scholars?

Wang Shi felt a burst of cold air coming from his back, and it was so cold that it reached the seams in his bones in an instant.

He glanced in the emperor's direction again, but the emperor's expression was normal, without any panic.

Would the emperor do such a thing? Is it possible that the other dozen or so "Confucian Classics" were also copied?

After dormant in Changyi for more than ten years, he overthrew Huo Guang and then changed the cabinet system... To be able to accomplish these things, the emperor must not be a pure-hearted person.

However, along the way, the emperor never seemed to do anything despicable.

Instead, he walked in Chang'an with openness and arrogance.

You don't think you would do such a thing, right?

Wang Shi's heart was very complicated. He stood there and didn't know how to speak.

Precisely because of his hesitation, other people's eyes were even more ambiguous.

"Prince, do you have any difficulties that you can't tell me?" Kong Anguo asked again with a smile.

Wang Shi's heart changed, and he made a decision: since the emperor's words were conclusive, then as a minister, I should believe him.

"Kong Ru, these 'Thirteen Classics' were given to me by Chu Ji." Wang Shi asked, squinting his neck.

"Oh? Then why do you think the two editions of Shangshu have so many overlaps?" Kong Anguo then asked.

"The implication of what Kong Ru just said was that Chu Ji stole the annotations of "The Biography of the Shang Shu Kong Family"."

"However, all the explicit speculations mentioned by Confucius and Confucius have no real evidence..."

"If I go by what Confucius said, can I suspect that Confucius's "The Biography of the Kong Family" was based on the "The Biography of the Chu Family"?"

"What's more, half of all the annotations in "The Biography of the Chu Family" are not found in Confucius's masterpiece. How to explain this?"

What Wang Shi said seemed to be an overstatement, but it sounded quite reasonable.

The Confucian scholars just believed in Kong Anguo entirely because Kong Anguo was highly respected among the scholars.

But wouldn’t a highly respected person lie and cheat for the sake of fame and fortune?
  The Confucian family wants to use the "Shangshu Kong Family Biography" to compete for a spot in the popular version of the Confucian Classics. Isn't it just for fame and fortune?
  The bustle in the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. It may not be impossible for the Kong family to copy the Chu family.

Wang Shi's words had an effect, and most Confucian scholars turned their questioning eyes to Kong Anguo.

"Did the prince say that I am the one who deceives the world and steals his reputation?"

Kong Anguo asked directly, but he was not angry. Instead, he still smiled calmly, showing the demeanor of an elder.

On the contrary, it was Wang Shi, who was in his seventies, with his neck hunched and his face red, like a careless naughty boy.

"I dare not say this, but Confucius thought that he was the best in the world in talent and learning, and no one could surpass him. It was really arrogant."

"In the past, Zhongni also said that among three people, there must be one teacher from me. Did Confucius know that Chu Ji could not be Confucius' teacher?" Wang Shi's two nonsense words caused a burst of laughter from the people in the hall.

"When three people walk together, there must be a teacher from me" is certainly correct, but among today's big men, who can be Kong Anguo's teacher?
  Wang Shi is a bit glib.

"Your Majesty is absolutely right, then I dare to ask who this Chu Ji is?"

"Just now Xiahou Gong said that you will let him see Chu Ji today. Rather than Chu Ji being in Weiyang Palace, it is better to invite him out to see..."

"If Mr. Chu has learned a lot, the Confucian scholars present will make their own judgments, and I will not have any objections..."

"I'm afraid that this Chu Ji is a deceitful person who has used conspiracy and tricks to deceive the trust of the prince and Xiahou Gong, and put you into a situation of aiding the evil."

"In this case, Chu Ji should be allowed to stand up at this moment and explain clearly. Naturally, there will be no objections."

"All the gentlemen sitting here are well-educated people. Do you think what I said makes sense?"

After Kong Anguo finished speaking, Wang Shi looked at the Emperor uneasily again.

Kong Anguo misunderstood Wang Shi's intention, thinking that Wang Shi wanted him to ask the emperor for instructions, so he turned to the emperor and said: "Your majesty is a wise man, and you will definitely be able to tell the authenticity of Chu Ji."

"Master Wang, what do you think about this matter? Do you want to declare Chuji to the palace?" Liu He had already stood up and asked Wang Shi calmly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this matter is decided by Your Majesty. If Chu Gong can stand up and resolve this misunderstanding, I am afraid that the Confucian scholars in the world will feel at ease the most." Wang Shiyi pointed out.

Liu He looked like he was thinking, and walked down the stairs to the top in silence, all the way to Kong Anguo and Kong Ba. The two of them quickly saluted and took two steps back.

Liu He walked until he was one foot away from the gate before he stopped. The slaves and disciples who were watching automatically retreated to both sides.

Suddenly, the entire main hall suddenly became enlightened.

At this time, noon has passed.

The sunlight came in just enough and shone warmly on Liu He's body and face.

If given a choice, he would be willing to keep showing off like this.

But once you ascend the throne, you can only turn your back to the sun and face the shadows.

In order to make the "Thirteen Classics" a popular version of the Confucian classics, Kong Anguo must be captured without any mercy.

Kong Anguo, offended.

Liu He thought of this, turned around, turned his back to the sun, and cast a long and twisted shadow on the ground of the main hall.

"What do you think of this matter?" Liu He asked everyone in the hall with his hands in his hands.

"Your Majesty, please announce Chuji to the palace!" Wei Xian was the first to ask.

"Your Majesty, please announce Chuji to the palace!" Kong Ba followed closely.

"Your Majesty, please announce Chuji to the palace!" Xia Housheng also asked.

"Your Majesty, please announce Chuji to the palace!" Then other Confucian scholars echoed.

Liu He had no other choice. He said to Fan Ke with extremely indifferent eyes: "Fan Ke, Xuan Chuji comes to the palace."

"This..." Fan Ke hesitated, not knowing what to do.

"Didn't you hear what I said? Xuan Chuji comes to the palace!"

"promise!"

Fan Ke ran all the way to the entrance of the palace, looked outside Shiqu Pavilion for a few times, and raised his voice and shouted: "Xuan Chuji comes to the palace."

"Xuan Chuji goes to the palace."

"Xuan Chuji goes to the palace."

……

Just like in the past, the sound gradually became smaller from near to far under the shouts and chants of the visitors.

But there was no reply for a long time.

In and out of the hall, except for a few insiders, everyone stretched their necks and looked out the door that was not too spacious...

However, their necks were sore and their eyes were blurry, but they still didn't see anyone passing by.

When they wanted to stand up and see further, they suddenly heard someone speaking in the hall.

"Later-born Chu Ji, pay homage to Confucius!"

Who is talking? Sounds familiar?

Everyone looked away, looked at each other, and began to look for the person who spoke.

But no one in the hall seems to stand up? Is it possible that Chu Jihui's secret method of transmitting sounds can be used to transmit sounds without appearing?
  The doubts did not last long. Shi Yan, who was sitting at the bottom seat, had the best eyesight and hearing, and he was the first to react.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderbolt hit his Tianling Cap!
  "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Shi Yan said in disbelief.

The words woke everyone up, and everyone in the hall finally noticed - the emperor actually saluted Kong Anguo with the disciple's ceremony? !

"Later-born Chu Ji, pay homage to Confucius!"

This time, the emperor's voice was clearer, and everyone inside and outside the hall opened their mouths in shock.

I have no idea what happened here?

Could it be that the emperor is Chu Ji?
  The Liu family is from Chu; He is from Ji...

Isn't Liu He none other than Chu Ji? Then isn't Chu Ji Liu He?
  There were all knowledgeable people present, and in just a short moment, they could see the connection between the two names.

All the evidence points to the only result: Chu Ji, the astonishing scholar, is really the emperor! (End of chapter)