Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

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The faces of the scholars surnamed Kong were so embarrassing.

The ancestors of the Yan family were also disciples who accompanied Confucius two hundred years ago, but the descendants of the Yan family, like the head of the Zeng family, do not want to see the most orthodox successor of Confucianism.

Indeed, relying on the reputation of their ancestors, the Confucian family can often stand in line, live in a declining school, and continue to interpret Confucius' thoughts vigorously and energetically.

Until King Qi surrendered to Young Master Yan, all the privileges and courtesies were withdrawn.

So, it's time to stand in line once again. One of the reasons why the Kong family can last forever is to always stand with the victors, instead of living with benevolence and morality like Confucius.

"Young Master Fusu has always been famous for being a virtuous person, but Yan Ce concealed his virtuous ability. Now, Young Master Fusu and Yan Ce have publicly expressed their break with him. I heard that Chujun is going to the Great Wall in the north to experience training and take over the military power. At this time, Xianyang is short of people. .”

The young scholar named Kong Zhi said.

"Since Mr. Yan's policy is useless, we should help the benevolent and righteous king."

The rest of the people lowered their heads, "This...isn't it good."

"Confucianism is Confucian orthodoxy..."

Kong Zhi's words put an end to everyone's regressive thoughts.

"Our ancestors are Confucian sages. Why are the two great Confucians, Yan and Zeng, unwilling to accept us? The reason is that Confucianism has been distorted by Yan and Zeng, and the orthodox bloodline has been ignored."

"His Royal Highness Fusu needs not only military power to defeat Yan Ce, but also talents and reputation. Kong Sheng's prestige is not important to Yan Ce. But the prince must need it. Maybe the person who will take over Yan Gongzi Ce's research institute in the future will be us."

It is said that half of the world's wealth and power are transferred in the research institute, and Mr. Yan's son Ce has never bought land, houses, or treasures, but just poured money into countless researches that burn money.

His behavior is incomprehensible, Tiandi is still the foundation, and most people hold a negative attitude towards Mohism's research on the enviable wealth.

But it is undeniable that the most cutting-edge technology is now hidden in the research institute in Xianyang City.

The research institute means the lifeline. If one can enter its high-level, the privileges of the past can be restored immediately, and the vast majority of people can be looked down upon again under the sage's glory.

With this mentality in mind, Kong Zhi brought his fellow clansmen to put on nice clothes, and offered invitations and gifts to His Royal Highness Fusu.

……

Putting down the letter, the girl in pure black dark clothes raised the hair on her forehead that almost covered her eyes.

The coldness hidden in the soft eyes flashed away.

As time fragments become clearer, the girl's youthfulness and shyness gradually subside, and a ray of inspiration that occasionally emerges slowly changes her original intention.

The guards in the side hall bowed and put Kong Zhi's gift and greeting card on the prince's desk without saying a word.

The young lady of the crown prince smiled gently: "This group of people first advised Ah Ce to kill me, and then told me to kill him. Tell me, did Kong Sheng know that he would cry?"

Yan Ce gathered the three schools of Confucianism, Mohist and Legalism, Yan Zeng's two major Confucianists, one of the three branches of Mohism, Legalist Han Feizi and the head of the nine ministers in charge of justice.

On the other hand, Fusu doesn't have any great sages around him, so the chances of reuse are greater?

The scholars surnamed Kong immediately "abandoned the dark and turned to the bright" when they were rejected, which is really... shameful.

"..."

The guard lowered his head even lower.

"The visitors are guests, let them in."

"promise."

After a while, the guards brought the scholars of the Kong family into the side hall.

Fu Su looked at the group of job applicants: "The gentlemen are going to Xianyang, are you really going to get rid of Gongzi Ce for me?"

Kong Zhi went straight to the point and said: "Your Highness, if you want to defeat Gongzi Ce, you must first seize the financial power of his research institute, and to seize power you must first divide power. We are here to address your concerns."

"The world's financial power is in the hands of one person. This should also be a worry for His Majesty the Emperor. If His Highness advises the Kong family to enter the research institute, it will not only disrupt the ambition of Young Master Ce, but also reassure His Majesty."

Yan Ce voluntarily bears the image of an "arrogant careerist", and supports the world with his sword just to show another future of Haiyan Heqing.

And Fusu's break with him was naturally embellished and portrayed as a version of power struggle. After all, only dark conspiracy theories can be more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

The Fusu girl took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Sir, if I want someone to enter Yan Ce's research institute, I just need to give him the list, and there is no need to ask His Majesty for instructions."

"impossible!"

"Why?" Fusu asked calmly.

Kong Zhi was puzzled and said: "He is arrogant, greedy for power and money, why does His Highness speak for him?"

Fu Su responded gently: "No, I'm just telling the truth. Mr. Kong, although he doesn't mind others slandering him, I do."

"Your Highness, we take the inheritance of the literary world as a gift. This letter is just a volume of catalogue. If the orthodox Confucianism and reputation are kept in your hands, it is not impossible for public opinion to defeat Yan Ce's wolf ambition."

Fu Su kindly reminded: "Sir, it's the second time."

"Your Highness, you think that Young Master Ce will harm the Qin State..."

"the third time."

Fusu stood up and threw the so-called list of bibliographies inherited in the literary world into the brazier in front of everyone.

She said calmly: "He is still too gentle."

The next moment, the teacup fell from the palm of his hand, and the water flowed all over the floor.