Daqin: Queen Mother, you don’t want to enter the priest’s workshop, do you?

"His Royal Highness, you have really been framed!"

Afterwards, Ying Zheng was in the side hall with accurate results.

As for supper, he had lost all appetite.

After sitting for a while, Ying Zheng ordered Han Xin again: "You send someone to invite Li Si, Cao Changqing and others."

"Here!"

Han Xin withdrew, and when he came back, besides Li Si and Cao Changqing, there was another Qin Bing who was mourning his concubine.

Seeing this Qin Bing, Ying Zheng stood up suddenly: "Tell me, is it true?!"

The soldier choked with sobs, full of tears: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness, he was really buried!"

boom!

Ying Zheng took two steps back and fell on the throne, his face full of bewilderment.

"Impossible, this is impossible..." Ying Zheng murmured.

Li Si and Cao Changqing had roughly guessed the result on the way here, and they were a little more shocked than Ying Zheng, but only a little.

"Your Majesty, now is not the time to be sad, this news must be blocked!" Cao Changqing suggested.

"Master Cao is right. The safety of His Highness the Crown Prince is closely related to the fate of the Great Qin Dynasty. It must not be known to outsiders."

Yingzheng is worthy of being an emperor through the ages. After the initial shock and sadness, reason returned to him.

Glancing at the entourage, Ying Zheng ordered: "Han Xin, leave these people to you and make them shut up forever."

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's words, the attendants were struck by lightning.

Isn't this just letting them die?

Only the dead can keep secrets forever.

"Your Majesty spare your life, Your Majesty spare your life!"

Li Si stood up at this time: "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible!"

Ying Zheng looked at Li Si with displeasure in his eyes: "Why, are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I dare not!"

Li Si hurriedly knelt down, but still insisted on his own opinion: "Your Majesty, I think if it was His Highness the Crown Prince, he would not want to see His Majesty killing innocent people indiscriminately."

"The accident of His Royal Highness this time must have been planned by someone long ago. They are just unlucky bastards who just happened to meet. They are not guilty of death. As long as they are controlled before the matter is over and they are not allowed to see anyone, I think it should be That's it." Cao Changqing also suggested.

The anger on Ying Zheng's face slowly disappeared, and finally looked at Han Xin: "Until I agree, they can't contact any outsiders!"

"Here!"

After Han Xin took the man down, he returned to the side hall.

At this time, Ying Zheng, Li Si and Cao Changqing had finished discussing, and decided to let Han Xin lead people over overnight to dig out Ying Xi.

He will never give up until he sees Ying Xi or Ying Xi's body.

Han Xin immediately took five hundred elite soldiers and one hundred snow dragon riders to the place where Ying Xi was buried, and then began to dig.

But when they started digging, they realized that the mountain in front of them was no different from steel, and it couldn't be dug at all!

"How could this be?"

Han Xin stayed for a while, and then hurried back to Xianyang to inform Ying Zheng about this matter.

While Han Xin was on the road, many people in Xianyang City had already received the news that Ying Xi had been buried.

In the Xianyang Academy, after writing some easy-to-understand words, Xunzi stood up and prepared to move around.

But suddenly found a piece of cloth outside the door, Xunzi felt a little strange.

He is rigorous by nature, it is impossible for him to leave cloth at the door.

Chapter 428 Xunzi's Trust

Fu Nian came over from a distance, wanting to persuade Xunzi again not to join forces with Ying Xi, and also saw the cloth on the ground at a glance.

Picking it up in the past, Fu Nian was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

The sudden wild laughter made Xunzi a little puzzled. What made Fu Nian so happy?

Before he could ask, Fu Nian had come to him like a whirlwind.

"Sir, look, Ying Xi has been buried!"

buried? !

Xunzi was taken aback, then quickly snatched the cloth from Fu Nian's hand, and looked down.

I saw only a few words written on it——

Ying Xi has been buried alive by me!

And these wanton words, Xunzi could tell at a glance that they were written by Yan Lu.

"impossible!"

Xunzi shook his head immediately.

What kind of strength is Yan Lu, and what kind of strength is Yingxi?

To put it bluntly, Ying Xi could crush Yan Lu to death with a move of his little finger, and the two sides were not opponents of the same level at all.

What Yan Lu said must be a lie.

At this time Fu Nian also reacted, the smile on his face disappeared suddenly.

But within a few breaths, a smile appeared on Fu Nian's face again.

"Sir, I suddenly remembered that Yan Lu had said a few words to me before he left."

"Of course I think these few words are inexplicable, but now that I think about it, there should be some intention."

Xunzi's calm mood immediately became tense.

He knew that Fu Nian would never be aimless.

By saying that, he must be sure that the news written on the cloth is true.

Fu Nian said at this time: "At that time, Yan Lu said that he originally placed his hopes on the husband, but the husband had already disappointed him, so he had no choice but to seek help from others."

"He also said that since Confucianism is not credible, he will go to believe in other schools, and there will always be one that can help him avenge him!"

After Xunzi finished listening, he suddenly realized something, and quickly raised the cloth in his hand to look at it.

boom!

After seeing the unique Taoist mark on the cloth, Xunzi felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Yan Lu actually got involved with Taoists!

Unlike Confucianism, Taoist people may not be as good as Confucianism in terms of knowledge and wisdom, but everyone in Taoism is a master.

If Yan Lu really had something to do with Taoism, I am afraid that what was written on the cloth would be true!

Fu Nian also thought of this at this time, and laughed again.

"Okay! Okay! What Yingxi did is against the law of heaven, and the retribution of the heavenly law is here!"

Xunzi stared blankly at the cloth in his hand, but he still didn't come to his senses for a while.

Ying Xi's strength is indeed very strong.

If the methods of the Taoists couldn't work against Ying Xi this time, it would be impossible for Yan Lu to send him such a message.

In other words, their method worked!

The so-called being buried alive means obviously, even if Ying Xi didn't die, he was sealed by them.

After Fu Nian laughed wildly, he looked at Xunzi.

"Sir, I would like to call you Sir."

"Now that Ying Xi is dead, I, Confucianism, will no longer be able to restrain me!"

"Sir, you should be back!"

After finishing speaking, Fu Nian looked at Xunzi expectantly.

He still respects Xunzi very much, and hopes that Xunzi can return to the great Confucianism he knows and admires.

However, Xunzi shook his head slowly.

"gentlemen?"

Fu Nian was puzzled. In his opinion, the reason why Xunzi betrayed Confucianism was because he was persecuted by Ying Xi.

Now it is impossible for Ying Xi to appear again, there is absolutely no need for Xunzi to be so wronged anymore.

Seeming to know what Fu Nian wanted to say, Xunzi continued to shake his head.

"Fu Nian, I know what you mean, but what I want to tell you is that after in-depth study and understanding of the ideas of New Confucianism, I found that the former Confucianism is indeed outdated."

"The ideas of New Confucianism are not only applicable to the present, but also applicable to a long period of time in the future!"

"Even if Da Qin dies one day, these things will surely be inherited!"

"This is not to say that it will disappear with the death of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Xunzi spoke extremely firmly, without any hesitation.

These are all his thoughts after studying New Confucianism in the past few days, without any falsehood.

"gentlemen?"

Fu Nian looked at Xunzi as if he was looking at a stranger, a stranger he didn't know at all.

Xunzi didn't care about Fu Nian, nor was he even slightly depressed by the news of Ying Xi.

After taking a deep breath, he turned and returned to his room, and once again recorded the simple and straightforward New Confucianism that is easy to spread.

He knew very well that if Yan Lu could pass this news to himself, he could also pass this news to others.

It won't be long before the whole of Daqin will know the news of Ying Xi's accident.