Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1244: Everyone is fine

Gu Xun pursed his lips and smiled, and did not go on to discuss the issue of food and drink. Instead, he said, "Senior's treatment of Li Xiangguo in this way will only intensify his dissatisfaction with Confucianism."

Xunzi took a sip of hot tea, turned his head slightly, glanced in the direction of the courtyard gate through the wall, and sighed, "Will his attitude change when I see him?"

"He is my student, so I naturally know his character best."

"Now that Confucianism has become an eyesore in the eyes of the First Emperor, Li Si... will naturally remove this obstacle for his master at all costs."

"Speaking of which, I am also a little curious." After Xunzi finished dissing his student, a gentle smile appeared on his face again, and he turned around and asked, "The Imperial Master and him are ministers in the same palace, so it is reasonable to say that there is some face-to-face relationship. , why didn’t you come with them to visit today, but instead came to meet me at my cabin alone?”

"As a minister in the same palace... ha!" Gu Xun sneered, "Senior, it's better not to say such things. If I have to meet people like them every day, I'm afraid my life will be shortened by a few years."

"Li Si... or how Ying Zheng wants to deal with the Confucianists has nothing to do with me. In short, I have no interest in getting involved to help them build momentum."

"It seems that the imperial master dislikes many people in the court!" Xunzi sighed with meaning.

"Ha!" Gu Xun didn't shy away. He snorted coldly and glanced east, "I'm not only dissatisfied with the courtiers."

Xunzi was not surprised by Gu Xun's stern words that sounded rebellious to outsiders. His old eyes sunk slightly, and he pinched the teacup with his fingers, "Although... it may be nonsense, but I still want to ask if the Imperial Master has tried... …What about stopping this?”

Gu Xun put down his tea cup, spread his hands and asked, "How can I stop it?"

"Immortality, longevity, how many people are chasing after this unattainable fantasy, not to mention Ying Zheng, an emperor who advocates an iron fist."

"I once thought..." Xunzi hesitated and continued, "...you would eradicate the First Emperor's illusions from the source."

The so-called source is naturally the leader of the Yin-Yang family, Donghuang Taiyi, who bewitched Ying Zheng.

In fact, after Xunzi learned that the Yin and Yang family relied on the promise of immortality to gain Ying Zheng's support, he once had the idea of ​​​​taking a trip to Taiyi Mountain and Yunmeng Mountain, and then unite with the two to besiege Donghuang Taiyi.

How much harm will an iron-fisted ruler bring to the subjects he rules if he has the idea of ​​pursuing immortality?

Xunzi didn't know the answer, but it was worrying because the consequences were unknown.

Gu Xun pinched the edge of the tea cup with two fingers of his right hand and turned it gently, "Eradicating the source... is very simple for me. I also told my seniors that I had the idea of ​​destroying the Yin Yang family, but gave up in the end. "

"Huh..." Gu Xun breathed out, staring at the green tea in the tea cup, and said in an erratic tone, "I always have to take Ying Zheng's attitude into consideration."

"It's not that I'm afraid of his power, but...it's the thought of taking care of a friend who I've known for many years."

"I have saved his life... more than once, and he has always turned a blind eye to many of my over-the-top behaviors. This may be considered a tacit understanding between the two of us."

"No matter what, I have to think about it."

"...I can understand." Xunzi nodded after a moment of silence.

Xunzi himself was an emotional person, so he did not comment on Gu Xun's actions, nor did he mean to force Gu Xun in the name of the so-called righteousness of all people in the world.

Then Xunzi took the initiative to change the topic, "The Imperial Preceptor is a man of affection, um... otherwise he wouldn't have risked his life to protect my incompetent disciple." Gu Xun also followed suit and said, "Han Fei..."

He smacked his lips, shook his head, and gave a wry smile, "Oh... it's not a troublesome thing to save him, it's a headache to let him hang around in front of you every day."

"Haha..." Xunzi couldn't help stroking his beard and smiling, nodding his head again and again, obviously agreeing with it.

Gu Xun laughed twice, and then asked curiously, "Speaking of which, I am a little confused. Senior Xunzi, have you only accepted two students, Han Fei and Li Si?"

"Well..." Xunzi pondered for a moment, "I have held wine ceremonies at Jixia Academy for three years. In terms of the number of disciples, to put it bluntly, they are all over the world."

"There are also outstanding people who are talented and accomplished in their studies, but when it comes to the true disciples who can be considered as inheriting my mantle, they are really the only two of them - unfortunately, each has his or her own shortcomings."

"Speaking of which, there is another person who I admire quite a lot. Unfortunately, he has a somewhat laid-back personality and is not interested in becoming an official. Hmm... I remember that he should have joined the court as an official now, but it seems that he just wanted to read the palace's collection of books. .”

Having said this, Xunzi couldn't help but laugh at himself, "I don't seem to have much vision when it comes to recruiting disciples."

"In the past, the professor gave birth to two Legalist disciples, which aroused constant criticism within Confucianism. Then the two disciples themselves were ineffective and confused... Since this person has retired, he should be more peaceful."

Gu Xun originally wanted to ask who the third person Xunzi was talking about, but seeing the old man's hurt expression due to what the two disciples had done, he chose to shut up first.

The great scholar who was once able to sneer at the masters of hundreds of schools of thought was speechless, but one day he was unable to control himself and had nothing to say.

………………

In Songhai City, there is a room deep on the second floor of the inn.

According to the original plan, Master Ban and others should have withdrawn from the city long ago and hid in a stronghold in the suburbs.

However, because of Tianming Shaoyu's pursuit, in order to wait for a definite result, even if the cook came back and told them that Zhang Liang had temporarily hidden him in Little Sage's Manor, he refused to leave. He insisted on waiting until the thieves who were investigating the internal situation of Little Sage's Manor came back.

Master Ban and others were not as nervous as Cook Ding about Robber Zhi spying on Little Saint Xian Village.

Compared to the Cook Ding who had stayed in Songhai City for more than ten years and listened to the name of the Confucian Holy Land, they still believed more in the abilities of their leader, the best thief in the world, and the king of thieves.

This kind of waiting with different moods did not last long, and Thief Zhi came back safe and sound, but he looked a little tired.

This is normal, after all, this is the Little Sage Village, and the King of Thieves can't come and go anywhere freely.

However, the expression on Thief Zhi's face was very excited, and the corners of his mouth could not stop grinning to both sides.

Big Iron Hammer, the most impatient one, pushed aside everyone with a big stride, rushed in front of Cook Ding, and grabbed his shoulders, "How is it? How are they doing at dawn?"

Robber Zhi shook his shoulders, shook off the big hammer, then stood at the table, picked up the teapot and blew it directly to his mouth. After drinking a lot, he wiped his mouth and responded:

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, listen to me slowly... Tianming and Shaoyu should be fine for the time being."

(End of this chapter)