Daqin: Prince Wushuang, Flattening the Confucian School at the Start

Chapter 23 The end of Confucius Mansion!

“what’s the situation?”

“Someone who has eaten Xiongxin Leopard dare to come to my Confucian school to make trouble!”

“Listening to his claim, it seems that he is a young man?”

“By the way, it is said that this time he started in Xianyang City, he was a son of that tyrant. What kind of Feng seems to be called?”

“Why did he suddenly come to Lu County? Xianyang City is a thousand miles away from here!”

“What are you still struggling with? This guy is here to kill, so I don’t want to run!”

“If you don’t run, you will die!”

A group of Confucian scholars were frightened and trembling by Ying Changfeng’s Killing intent, and they immediately became a mess.

Meng Shu, the fiercest clamor before, quietly fell behind, trying to run away.

“Sure enough, it is a virtue, it can only play a little bit, and when it comes to the critical moment, it is all a bunch of soft guys!”

Looking at the unbearable appearance of the so-called Confucian tycoon, Ying Changfeng’s eyes flashed with a deep look of disdain.

If Confucius knew that it had only been a few hundred years, his descendants and disciples would be reduced to such a virtue, I am afraid that he would be so angry that he would die again.

After all, even though Confucius was also on the horse to move the sword back then, the six arts of gentleman advocated also included riding and swordsmanship.

This Confucianism, as expected, was in Daqin, and it was already rotten to the bones.

It is no wonder that there will be so many Qin traitors and scum traitors in later generations.

“Watch it for me, don’t run away from this group of scumbags of Confucianism!”

Ying Changfeng waved his hand, and a thousand horses rushed in like wolves and caught Meng Shu and others who were about to escape.

Those who dared to resist were all greeted by swords and soon died and could no longer die.

Along the way, they were all tossed by Ying Changfeng’s various trainings. They had already suffocated their stomachs. Now they finally have a chance to vent, naturally they won’t have any softness.

“His Royal Highness?”

Looking at the messy Confucius Mansion, Zhang Han hesitated for a moment, then bit the bullet and said.

This is the world’s first doctrine, the home of Confucius, the home of Confucius!

“General Zhang, my son asks you, is there any possibility of peace between Daqin and Confucianism?”

Ying Changfeng glanced at Zhang Han indifferently.

“this!”

Zhang Han was stunned immediately.

As the commander of the Imperial Guard, he had naturally heard about the various acts of Confucianism in Daqin, and he knew very well that His Majesty the First Emperor had long been dissatisfied with Confucianism.

It’s just that Ying Changfeng’s method is too intense.

“Since there is no possibility of reconciliation, it is better to cut the grass and remove the roots as soon as possible, and give the world’s unsuspecting people a severe lesson to deter them!”

Ying Changfeng said indifferently: “If you don’t kill this group of scum, can you let them fan the flames everywhere like that Zhang Liang, and conspiracy and chaos?”

“At the end I understand!”

Zhang Han was numb all over by Ying Changfeng’s stare, smiled bitterly in her heart, and rushed up with her long sword quickly.

No matter, now that he is under His Highness’s command, just follow the orders.

Zhang Hansi had no doubt that if he continued, Ying Changfeng would definitely give him a good look.

During this training, they had fully experienced Ying Changfeng’s methods.

“You, what are you going to do!”

“This is the mansion of the saints!”

Kong Lao, who was surrounded by a dry iron horse, was trembling with fright, and his voice stammered.

The leaders of the Confucian sect on the side did not have the arrogant instructions of the past, all of them were so frightened that they were cold and dumbfounded.

My heart is extremely regretful.

If I knew it was today, if I gave them some courage, I wouldn’t dare to come to Confucius Mansion to die!

“Shit sage!”

“Calling a sage in vain, you should be the tribe!”

Ying Changfeng sneered, and threw the bronze sword in her hand casually, smashing down the plaque hanging on the Great Hall in the handwritten handwritten by King Chu.

“boom!”

The tablet meticulously crafted from the finest golden nanmu was hit by Ying Changfeng’s hand, and it was directly broken and turned into countless pieces.

“you!”

“You actually smashed the plaque!”

“I’m fighting with you!

Seeing that the glory of Confucius Mansion for many years had been smashed into pieces, Kong Lao only felt a burst of blood rushing directly to the top of his forehead, and Zhuang Ruo rushed directly toward Ying Changfeng frantically.

“Yes, this is like a man!”

Ying Changfeng sneered and kicked casually with his right foot, directly hitting Kong Scab’s knee, who was rushing up indiscriminately.

“boom!”

Ying Changfeng, who has inherited the full strength of white strength, is extremely powerful. Although it is a random kick, it has completely smashed Kong Lao’s kneecap to smash, and directly knocked Kong Lao into Calabash, and can’t get up again.

“Dianwei, look at him, don’t let him die too early, my son will try him at the gate of Confucius Mansion!”

Ying Changfeng turned her head and glanced at the Confucian Daoist who were still in a daze: “Do you want to die, or do you want to live?”

“Want to live, want to live!”

“Your Highness, please spare your life!”

Seeing Kong Lai, who was in a painful coma, and a guard who tried to resist being chopped into flesh, the rest of the Confucian scholars were all scared to death. Under Meng Shu’s leadership, they fell to their knees. A large piece.

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