Myths and Dharma, starting from Erlang Shen

Chapter 314 Helping you to be martyred
"You little beast, ignorant and arrogant."

Kong Rang was furious when he heard this, but he did not take action immediately. Instead, he refuted sharply: "What you Heng said in the past was to respect my ancestors and that my son is a heroic man."

This must be refuted clearly.

"I see, then my eldest son Kong Rang is indeed extraordinary." Ji Ren smiled when he heard this.

"How dare you, Zhu Zi!"

When Kong Rang heard the words, he immediately became furious, his spiritual power boiled all over his body, countless spiritual powers surged, literary energy surged, and countless words evolved.

"You rotten scholar, so rude. I praised you, but you were angry. You are really rude. You have lost the face of Confucius. You are unfaithful and unfilial. You are a rotten beast! Bah!" When Ji Ren heard this, his face became angry and he spat out. I spat over it, feeling very disdainful in my heart.

The meaning of this is controversial.

At that time, Mi Heng probably didn't think that Kong Rong and Yang Xiu were his eldest and youngest sons. After all, Kong Rong later recommended Mi Heng and wanted to play with Mi Heng.

If this is the case, it would be great if Kong Rong didn’t smoke Ni Heng.

Even if he is not the eldest son, at most he is just this kid.

"Fuck you! It's not enough for the common people to be exploited by your Kong family on weekdays. Now, it has to become a reason for you to be greedy for life and afraid of death." Ji Ren couldn't help but cursed after hearing this.

Kong Rang's whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of holy light, his figure was as tall as a god, and he said in a loud voice: "Tao is governed by politics, unified by punishment, and the people are free from shame. Tao is governed by virtue, and unified by etiquette. There is shame and dignity." "

I have been cultivating the descendants from generation to generation, and promoted the Holy Duke from generation to generation.

Kong Rang was furious when he heard this, his beard and hair were spread out, his eyes were full of murderous intent, the terrifying spiritual power was raging like a vast ocean, and the book in his hand kept turning.

The terror and coercion raged away as if it were real.

The people around him have never suffered such horrific pressure, but they can't help but be affected by these words and feel the etiquette in their hearts.

After all, only marshals can call soldiers son-in-law, but no soldiers can call marshals son-in-law.

Ji Ren, the bearer, looked calm. He turned the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand to condense the overwhelming evil energy, and transformed into a ferocious and terrifying three-headed dragon phantom. He stood up to the Confucian spirit and even mocked: "Tao is based on virtue. Confucius' words are like enlightenment, but are you worthy of saying this? In the past, Dong Cao's Xiliang army swept through half of the Qi Dynasty and occupied Qingzhou. You were unable to protect your country and the people, so you fled in a hurry. , and your brother surrendered to Dong Cao, how dare you talk about morality and etiquette?"

Just like in the army, the marshal calls the soldiers "sons".

But it is obvious that Mi Heng put himself above Kong Rong and Yang Xiu.

Jin, Yuan, Qing, John Bull, Foot Pot Chicken.

His voice was majestic, attracting the aura of heaven and earth, and then crushing him down with domineering power.

He himself only has the strength of a peak land prince, but the book in his hand is a symbol of Da Qi Confucianism, worshiped for generations, embodying the spirit of Da Qi Confucian students, and has infinite power, even ordinary kings are afraid of it.

Essentially, Mi Heng believed that his abilities were superior to those of Kong Rong and Yang Xiu. Although Kong Rong was older than him, he believed that he was stronger and those who mastered them were his teachers. He was commenting on these two people from a higher place.

"You little beast is arrogant!"

Although the imperial court did not grant him the real power to participate in government affairs, he was treated with great courtesy and titles of favor. Even Emperor Qi had never treated him so lightly, and never insulted him face to face like Ji Ren.

"I am protecting myself for the sake of the future, and my brother is surrendering for the sake of the people." Hearing Ji Ren's disparagement, Kong Rang's face turned red and he refuted sharply.

Whoever comes, kneel down.

But if you want to say it's an honorific, that's nonsense.

Sage Kong was really strong, but most of the descendants of the Kong family were really bad.

The result is that the Confucius family has stood on that land for thousands of years. It is a flowing dynasty with an iron-clad Yanshenggong. It is like a country in China. The power is still higher than that of local officials. Studies have shown that the land rent exploitation rate of ordinary landlords is 30%. Around %, while the exploitation rate in Kong Mansion is % or %.

At this time, you tell me, for the sake of the people, as a real common person before time travel, Ji Ren really couldn't help but refrain from using this foul language.

Listening to Ji Ren's words, Kong Rang looked stunned. He didn't argue with many people in his life. Because of his identity, he always made the final decision when he opened his mouth. Even if it was an argument, no one would use such vulgar language. Ji Ren didn't expect that Such scolding.

"First lower the gold, then lower the Yuan. Even if Kublai Khan doesn't know Chinese, your ancestors can kneel down and praise him as a great master of Confucianism. He teaches people to be loyal with his iron bones, and he has been a monk for generations. Go ahead and make a fool of yourself."

Ji Ren cursed and cursed, he couldn't bear it. He never felt that he was a shameless person, but, compared with some people, he felt that he was as pure as a saint.

The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand rotated, carrying the vast evil spirit, and rushed down with force, just like the god of death from heaven descending to earth and wiping out the nine states.

The phantoms of the three dragons were raging like wild beasts in the wild, swallowing up all the literary energy around Kong Rang in one go, and the domineering power rushed away.

Kong Rang couldn't bear it any longer, so he spurted blood from his mouth and flew out upside down. The blood stained his clothes red.

"Master Kong."

Seeing this scene, all the students changed their expressions and stepped forward one after another.

Another Confucian scholar couldn't help but stepped forward and reprimanded: "Tie Ji, you dare to hurt Master Kong, but you still have etiquette and law in your eyes, and you are not afraid of being infamy for thousands of years!" If you dare to take action, you will be laughed at by the world."

……

Everyone was angry, but Ji Ren's face remained calm. He turned the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, and several cold lights flashed out. Blood splattered on the faces of several Confucian scholars, revealing thick scars, and everyone screamed in pain again.

"Good job, continue scolding, but after I die, who cares about the flood? It's you, the wounds left by my sword, only I can heal, unless you kneel in front of my uncle Qingyong's house, for three days and three nights "I'll tell you the crime of the thief Kong and you, otherwise this wound will remain forever and I will never be able to take the imperial examination for the rest of my life," Ji Ren said without changing his expression.

One of the qualifications for participating in the imperial examination is that one cannot be disfigured.

Once disfigured, one cannot take the imperial examination.

The disfigured Confucian students immediately realized this and went crazy, but Ji Ren ignored them completely, and fainted after his horse's hooves shook in the snow.

"Ji Thief, if you have the guts, kill me! Otherwise, if I, Kong Rang, don't die, I will call on all the Confucian scholars in the world to fight against you until death!" Kong Rang looked at the domineering Ji Ren with a look of resentment in his eyes. , roared hysterically.

It can be said that he was born with a golden key in his mouth. He has been a noble man all his life. Even though he fled to the south because of the Xiliang Rebellion, he still enjoyed a luxurious life. He came and went in an eight-carriage sedan. There were more than a thousand servants and maids in the house. After returning, needless to say, I have never been humiliated in public like I am today.

The eldest son of your family.

The world repairs the table.

How dare he say that?
How dare he?

Kong Rang has already thought about the bad impact that these words will have if they are spread today. There are too few educated people in this world who have read the Four Books and Five Classics, and there are too many unruly people. They have not read the Four Books and Five Classics and listened to these superficial words. , I thought he was really the eldest son of your family, Shi Xiu surrendered to me.

Therefore, he wanted Ji Ren to die.

Ji Ren must die!
"Then go to hell."

Ji Ren raised the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and stabbed it without hesitation. Three dragons roared and charged.

He is a kind person, and Ji Ren will satisfy others' demands that are not excessive.

So now, Ji Ren satisfies him.

To be honest, Ji Ren didn't take these threats from Confucianism to heart at all.

Confucianism, or the gentry class, is really good at spreading rumors.

After all, the pen is in their hands.

Various rumors are flying everywhere, such as Zhu Jianshen, the Chenghua Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, who was smeared because he established a West Factory in addition to Dongchang and Jinyiwei to suppress civil servants. There is also the Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao, who was smeared even more because he had no son. There is no scruple, even model worker Yong Zheng did not escape the fate of being hacked.

But, Ji Ren doesn’t care, why will I care about the flood after I die?

Moreover, if I practice well, even if heaven and earth are destroyed, I will not die.

Most of you won't be able to wait until I die.

The three-pointed and two-edged sword moved, and the dragon roared.

Kong Rang looked horrified. He never thought that Ji Ren would really dare.

Is he really not afraid of death?
"Be merciful!"

At the critical moment, another loud shout came, and the heaven and earth were agitated. A three-thousand-foot-tall Confucian scholar gathered together. In front of Ji Ren, with a gentle wave of his hand, the dragon's shadow turned into ashes.

The next moment, another energetic old man stepped into the void and came slowly. A great righteousness surged around him, making people unable to help but show a look of awe.

"Master Zheng."

When everyone saw this scene, they were overjoyed and celebrated.

Even Kong Rang and You had a look of joy in their eyes.

"It was really fun to beat the younger ones, then the older ones, then the older ones, and then the older ones. But I didn't expect Gao Mi Gong to come too." Ji Ren said with a smile.

Zheng Changsong, nicknamed Gaomi.

Gathered together the great Confucians of the Three Kingdoms, the founder of Zheng Xuan, and the Dharma Chancellor Zheng Xuan.

He is also the nominal leader of Daqi Confucianism.

"Uncle Qing Yong wants to kill me, a great Confucian scholar, in the busy city. He has to come out." Zheng Changsong came slowly, bowed slightly towards Ji Ren and said: "Uncle Qing Yong, please take back the memorial for the sake of the livelihood of the people of Qi."

(End of this chapter)