The Villain System of Mingyue in Qin Dynasty.

Sudden mutation.All the assassins who surrounded Prince Qin fell down in an instant, and Prince Qin stayed where he was, without moving.It was too far away, and everyone didn't figure out what happened?

However, such a weird scene made everyone's hearts jump.Gao Jianli ordered: "The situation has changed, let Xiao Zhi withdraw."

In the attic, Mu Xuzi held a long sword in his hand and knelt on one knee, pleading guilty.

"It's not good for a humble minister to protect His Highness the Crown Prince, please punish him."

Mu Xuzi patrolled the surroundings with his soldiers, and when he realized something was wrong, he rushed over alone.Who knew it was still a step late, when he arrived, these assassins had all been dealt with.

"It's not your fault, you should dispose of these corpses!" Ying Ziyi ordered lightly.

"Yes!" Mu Xuzi bid farewell, walked down the pavilion, and beckoned the soldiers to carry the corpse.It's just that he was wondering, these corpses still had burn marks on their bodies, how did His Highness the Crown Prince do it?

No one saw it more clearly than Shi Lan. In the instant just now, several green figures appeared behind those assassins out of thin air, and they were easily dealt with.Then, it disappeared out of thin air.

Standing behind Ying Ziyi, Shi Lan recalled the classics of Shushan that she had seen, in which there was recorded a special kind of puppet named Lingshi, and she wanted to pass on the secret spell of the ancient mirage clan.

The spirit man can hide between the virtual and the real, and guard around the master.Unexpectedly, there is such a force beside Prince Qin.

"Shi Lan."

"The servant is here."

"Go do something for me."

……

Little Sage Village.

The bamboo forest is quiet and peaceful, and Fu Nian walks on the path alone.Prince Qin wants to burn books in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, which is of great importance, and Fu Nian is uncertain for a while, so he thinks of Xunzi, and wants to ask him for an idea.

In the bamboo hut, Xunzi was sitting upright and playing chess. Hearing that the little boy told Fu Nian to come, he waved his hand and let him in.

"Come, come, Fu Nian, play a game of chess with me." Xunzi greeted Fu Nian and sat opposite him.

Confucianism respects teachers, and Fu Nian dare not refuse.

A game of chess goes down to the middle game, Fu Nian's sunspot situation is over, so he abandons his son and admits defeat.

"Why, when you play chess, you are hesitant to pick and choose. Fu Nian you have practiced the sage king's mind method for many years, and you have a solemn demeanor. What happened to make you so surprised?" Xunzi stroked his long beard, asked.

"Yesterday, my two younger brothers and I went to Prince Qin Xiaoyuehai to build for a while. During the dinner, Prince Qin asked us Confucianists to do one thing. That is to burn the old books of the Six Kingdoms in the library."

"What!" Xunzi's beard trembled slightly, even with his concentration, when he first heard this, his beard and hair were all stretched out, very angry.But Xunzi soon fell silent. He stroked his beard, meditated carefully, and quickly tasted it.

"I already know why you came here. You can do what you want. Remember, don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself." Xunzi said calmly, waving his sleeves, signaling to retreat go down.

"Don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself." Fu Nian murmured softly, then bowed and stepped back.

"The vassals of the seven kingdoms and hundreds of schools. It seems that there is no place for Confucians like us to study quietly." Xunzi cleared the chessboard, and one piece fell, and it was falling into Tianyuan.

At the moment when Xunzi dropped his son, a light blue light wave spread instantly, and the fallen leaves in the whole bamboo forest stopped for a moment.After the light blue light wave dissipated, the bamboo leaves floated down, and everything returned to calm.

……

"What did Master Uncle say?"

When Fu Nian returned to Xiaoshengxian Village, Yan Lu and Zhang Liang were waiting in the attic near the sea, waiting for the answer.

The attic is built on the cliff, facing the sea.Fu Nian walked in, came to the window, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the sea view.

"Uncle Master said, we do everything according to our heart. And he told me in particular, don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself."

"What does Master Uncle mean?" Yan Lu was puzzled, turned to look at Zhang Liang, and asked, "Junior Brother, do you know?"

Zhang Liang pondered slightly: "What Prince Qin did was nothing more than letting Xiao Shengxian Zhuang take the lead and gain an advantage in the battle for the reserve position with Young Master Fusu. Doing so is actually tantamount to Confucianism giving Prince Qin I handed in the nomination certificate. Once Prince Qin ascends to the throne of God in the future, our Confucianism will naturally rise, but if it fails, then Xiaoshengxianzhuang will surely fall into the abyss, and there will be worries about the death of the sect."

"So, if we don't burn the books, won't we have all these worries?" Yan Lu asked lightly.He is not a gambler, so the first thing he thought about was not betting.

Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. The battle for the imperial throne has already affected the entire world, and there is no way other schools of thought can escape it. In this contest, not standing on the side of Prince Qin means standing on the side At that time, Crown Prince Qin will definitely not tolerate the continued existence of Little Shengxianzhuang, and the catastrophe he talked about that day may really come."

"Is that so?" Yan Lu thought for a while, and felt that what Zhang Liang said was not unreasonable.

"Besides, if little Shengxianzhuang really burns books according to Prince Qin's words, then the entire Confucianism will inevitably fall into turmoil. Little Shengxianzhuang's status as the leader of Confucianism in the world will definitely disappear because of the book burning. Those Great Confucianists who want to return to Zhouli will definitely draw a clear line with us, and even die." Zhang Liang looked at Fu Nian, his eyes flashed: "No matter what, Xiaoshengxianzhuang has reached a dilemma at this moment, we must Make a choice."

Fu Nian sighed slightly, and said, "Zifang, if you were me, how should I choose?"

"If we don't burn the books, then we will definitely be regarded by the Prince Qin as the son of the Su Party, and the catastrophe may come in an instant. If the books are burned, although the little sage Xianzhuang is under the protection of the Prince Qin for a while, what will happen in the future? , it’s hard to say? The world is muddled, and the ovary can’t understand it.”

"Zifang, you were born in Korea, don't you want to return to Korea?" Fu Nian suddenly asked and said.

"When South Korea died, Zifang really thought so. He thought about it day and night, lingering in his heart, lingering. But now, Zifang has become indifferent. Even if South Korea is restored, is South Korea today still the South Korea of ​​the past?" Zhang Liang bowed his hand, unwilling to influence his senior brother's judgment because of his sorrow and resentment.

"I understand. You should step back first! I will give an answer when the sun rises tomorrow."

"Brother Sect Leader, I will retire."

Yan Lu and Zhang Liang exited the attic.

Walking in the aisle, Yan Lu thought of something and asked, "Zifang, that Ziming's child seems to have an extraordinary background. It's incredible that he has pure internal energy at such a young age."

"He is the great son of the Mo family, Jing Ke's son, Jing Tianming." Zhang Liang replied honestly.

"this matter……"

Yan Lu hadn't finished speaking, but Zhang Liang replied: "This is what Crown Prince Qin asked me to do."

"What? The empire and the Mohist are in the same situation. Why does Crown Prince Qin want us to win over the giants of the Mohist? Does brother know about this?"