Xie Xuan had no words, which was a kind of default.

Some things are difficult to hide. With the intelligence and talent of Yin Luoxia and others, they will be able to guess it in no time.

"Chen Jingzhou is so good. One more person is admired by our Sikong Changfeng!"

Sikong Changfeng was happy. Unexpectedly, the sissy Chen Jingzhou could do such a big thing, and Sikong Changfeng was convinced.

Emperor Mingde was very bad in his relationship and marriage. In terms of name, he had been cuckolded by Ye Dingzhi, but who would have thought that someone would be cuckolded now?

Don’t call it Mingde Emperor, just call it Cuckold Emperor instead.

"I deserve it!"

With a chuckle to relieve his hatred, Yin Luoxia turned around and walked around in the bird's nest with her best friend.

Although the shape of the bird's nest is very strange, it has to be said to be very grand, and more than 99% of the cities in the world are not that big.

"well!"

After Yin Luoxia left, Xie Xuan suddenly lamented.

"What's wrong with you?"

After tasting the tea, Sikong Changfeng was puzzled.

What's wrong with this friend?

"The imperial concubine in my country became pregnant when she had an affair. The first reaction of the Chinese people after hearing this was not anger, and they even applauded her.

Both the best princes of the two generations were disgusted with the throne, which is a sign that the country is about to die!”

Xie Xuan was also not optimistic about Tianqi City and Beili Kingdom. There were too many problems in the country, and there were big pits in the inheritance of the throne alone.

Why did King Langya die back then?

The main reason is that it is too outstanding, even better than sitting in that seat, Emperor Mingde, and even surpassed Emperor Mingde among the people, so King Langya died.

The emperor is at the top of a country, which determines the height of a country. If the emperor himself is not outstanding enough, it will limit the performance of others. Once he surpasses the emperor's ability, he will naturally lead to death.

Even the ones that are close together cannot be connected. This is the case with General Ye Yu back then, and the subsequent Eight Pillar Kingdom Lei Mengsha and the King of Langya.

In fact, Lei Mengkhao's death was a prelude to some people to get rid of Langya King, because they were all too excellent, which made some people very uneasy and could only get rid of them.

This itself is a great sorrow, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a national sorrow!

I think Qu Yuan had the same mentality back then!

"It's just that you have many helpers who have lost your powers and few helpers!"

With a sneer, Sikong Changfeng also felt extremely relieved!

When his close friend Wang Langya committed suicide by wrongfully committing suicide, he did not go to Tianqi City, but it did not mean that he was indifferent. He naturally had hatred for his close friend's death.

He later investigated that although someone secretly added fuel to the fire in that matter, the main decision was Emperor Mingde, which was Emperor Mingde who wanted to let King Langya die.

It’s ridiculous that Emperor Mingde was still the one who fought to the death to push the throne. In the end, Xiao Ruofeng gave up the throne, but who thought he was killed and persecuted.

Look at the people who helped Emperor Mingde ascend the throne, the nine princes in the famous school died and retired.

The head of the Four Guardians of the Apocalypse died, Lei Meng, one of the Eight Pillars Kingdoms, was killed, and even the most important King of Langya, Xiao Ruofeng, was killed.

If I had known this would have happened, how could I have helped that kind-hearted thing back then?

"Did you say that person regretted it? He felt guilty?"

Xie Xuan asked, he was also confused now.

As a Confucian person, he naturally believes in loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, but he really cannot be loyal to such a king.

Even Shanqian Academy has set rules that the disciples who enter the court are no longer called disciples of the academy.

"I will definitely regret it and feel guilty, but it will not affect his decision. This is true for all emperors!"

Sikong Changfeng answered very surely. He had contacted Xiao Ruojin back then, and that man also had a bit of a gentleman spirit, but unfortunately he eventually became an emperor.

"I don't like that city, nor do I like the world now, and there are too many dirty things hidden in secret."

After the silence, Xie Xuan smiled and recognized Sikong Changfeng's concept.

Indeed, the Tianqi City was too dirty, and that was not what he and Confucianism longed for.

I didn’t have the ability to change before, but now I have the opportunity, so I naturally cannot miss it.

Of course, the premise is to open up the Confucian world, and only in this way can they have the confidence of Confucianism.

"Recently, some stubborn old guys have come to Xueyue City. Do you have time to persuade me?"

After his thoughts changed, Sikong Changfeng thought of something troublesome.

"Those are elders, I can't persuade them!"

Xie Xuan refused decisively. Those people were considered their elders. It would be good if they really wanted to go there and not kneel down and bow down, so how could they have the confidence to persuade them?

"That person should be able to persuade him, it depends on how he persuades him in the end!"

When Xie Xuan thought of the sage who was born again, he was not very worried.

It would be no problem to convince the old seniors with the Confucianism of the sage again, but he was worried that the one might not have that patience.

"I guess he will persuade him with his fists!"

When I recalled the illustration of Confucius in a book, Sikong Changfeng couldn't help but twitch his face, and always felt that the Confucian style of painting in Huaguo was not right.

"Maybe!"

Xie Xuan had a little weirdness on his face. Although he had not been in contact with that person for a long time, he could see that he was not very patient with some small things.

With the stubborn nature of those seniors and elders, they are very likely to be suppressed by iron fists in the end.

"I ask you something, is your Confucian Confucius a stubborn man? The kind who can control a chariot and roam the battlefield."

After hesitating, Sikong Changfeng asked in a low voice.

When he saw the illustration of Confucius, he asked the cheap uncle, but only got a look of contempt.

That's despising yourself of being uneducated.

He was embarrassed to ask Xiao Se Ye Ruoyi and others. After all, they were juniors and had no time to find relevant classics. This time Xie Xuan asked in person.

"You even know this?"

Xie Xuan was surprised. This friend is very knowledgeable. He even knows such unpopular knowledge points?

“Really?”

His eyes were wide open, and the Chairman of the Sikong Cheng really couldn't believe that Confucius, the ancestor of the literati, was actually such a style. Could it be that the literati's current literati are all fake and shoddy products?

"In the pre-Qin period, Confucianism was prevalent in the style of gentlemen. The six arts of gentlemen were a subject that must be learned. According to records, Saint Kong personally said that he was best at shooting.

Moreover, the father and ancestors of Confucius were both fierce in the world, and it was easy to hold the city gate with his hands..."

After organizing the words, Xie Xuan said what he knew in easy-to-understand words, but Sikong Changfeng's face gradually distorted, feeling that his three views were shattering.

The literati he had met were all gentle and elegant, with a light body. Xie Xuan was the example of it, but who would have thought that the true Confucian style of painting was not like this, but that?

As he thought about it, a picture immediately emerged in his mind. Confucius, who was ten feet tall and had a thorny body, sat in the main seat to teach, and below were a group of burly men with big arms and round waists, naked upper body, and large pectoral muscles that were enough to make all women ashamed of listening carefully.

Then the picture turned, Confucius drove the chariot and led three thousand burly Han to spread across the Warring States Period, and was invincible, forcing the kings and princes to recognize Confucianism.

I can't bear to look at that picture!

"That is to say that is the most authentic Confucian successor?"

After a while, he calmed down his boiling mood. Sikong Changfeng looked strange and felt that his friend in front of him was a fake scholar, and the title of Confucian Sword Immortal was a bit unworthy of his name.

"Uh! You can say that!"

He was stunned for a moment, and Xie Xuan didn't know how to refute it.

However, that is the result of the evolution of the times. The Warring States Period was relatively chaotic, and Confucianism was not easy to mess with. If you want to go out and wander, you must have a certain combat effectiveness.

However, after that, Confucianism became more and more powerful, and even dominated the court, the demand for combat power gradually decreased, so the way of shooting gradually deteriorated and eventually evolved into those literati who were powerless today.

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Chapter completed!