Xianyang City is a mansion with a very wide area and no plaques are hung.

The owner of the mansion is Chunyu Yue, where most Confucian scholars gathered in Xianyang, and they are secretly called Confucian Mansion by Confucian scholars.

As night is approaching, Xianyang City is about to enter a curfew.

Qi and blood attacked the heart, and Fu Sheng, who fainted in the court, knocked open the gate of the Confucian Mansion in anger.

"Chunyu Yue! Come out!"

It is extremely unfriendly to directly call people's names among peers and is not polite.

As a person with the highest attainments in Confucianism, Fu Sheng naturally understood this principle.

But he still chose to call Chunyu Yue's name directly, which shows that he was so angry.

He held a thick roll of bamboo slips in his arms with both hands, and the anger on his face could be seen by everyone.

"Senior brother, why is this!"

"Calm down! Calm down!"

"The Master said: 'A little bit of tolerance will cause trouble for the big plan'. My master taught us to be calm and calm no matter what happens. Why do we become like this?"

Each Confucian disciple, including old and young, tall and short, spontaneously blocked Fu Sheng and persuaded Fu Sheng to calm down.

"You don't know what happened! You can dodge yourself! Chunyu Yue! I swear not to stop with you!"

Fu Sheng shouted, and his emotions became even more excited. He had red eyes and bumped into the Confucian scholars: "Those who stop me are the sinners of Confucianism!"

Fu Sheng had a high prestige in Confucianism, and his words were the truth for Confucianism most of the time.

He said that the person who stopped him was a Confucian sinner, and that might really be a Confucian sinner, so these Confucian disciples were a little afraid to stop him.

The four words "Confucian sinner" are really too big for Confucian disciples.

They had to let Fu Sheng go and then rushed behind Fu Sheng.

"Chunyu Yue! I knew you were hiding here!" Fu Sheng quickly found Chunyu Yue in a room.

He came to the Confucian Mansion for countless times, and he was so familiar with it.

Chunyu Yue watched the door break into the door, holding a large roll of bamboo slips in both hands, and scattered in his clothes, his face showing helplessness.

"The more I don't want to dodge, I have to go to the courtyard to welcome Brother Fu."

Seeing that Chunyu Yue was indeed about to go out, Fu Sheng sneered and said, "Whether to go out to welcome me or to hide from me, only you know!"

Fu Sheng stepped into the house and when he passed by Chun Yuyue's side, he pushed Chun Yuyue's chest with his shoulder.

Chunyu Yue rubbed his chest, smiled bitterly, and shook his head at the two disciples with an angry face.

"Not hindrance, you two will go out first."

“No need!”

Fu Sheng refused.

"Today, the more students I have, the better!"

A large wave of Confucian scholars who followed Fu Sheng here rushed into the house.

Those who did not rush in, blocked the door of the house outside, and were tightly tight, and could not shine in at all.

Whether it was the Confucian scholars inside or outside the house, their eyes were not enough to look at Fu Sheng and Chun Yu Yue.

In the past, Chunyu Yue and Fu Sheng had a very good relationship.

It was with Fu Sheng’s support that Chunyu Yue became the invisible leader of Confucianism.

All Confucian scholars wanted to know what happened, which would make the two who were extremely good conflict.

Fu Sheng saw that everyone had almost finished it. He spread a large thick roll of bamboo slips on Chunyu Yue's table and spread it out carefully bit by bit. Each bamboo was engraved with words.

Carved?

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Writing tools during the Warring States Period had gradually evolved from knives to brushes.

The brushes of that period were evenly surrounded by a section of the pen holder, wrapped around the thread, and the tip of the pen was relatively long.

Although the center of this pen tip is empty, it can only use a small part of the pen tip when writing, but it is better than carving a knife.

So whenever you find a bamboo slip with the words carved with a knife, you can basically confirm that it is an ancient book.

Confucianism worships the ancient times, and ancient books also contain ancient characters.

They all stretched their heads, came to the bamboo slips, and carefully identified the words on them.

"The Analects of Confucius?" Someone read two lines of words and said disappointedly - he thought it was an ancient book he had never read.

"It's really the Analects of Confucius?"

"It's indeed the Analects of Confucius!"

"What should I do with a copy of "The Analects of Confucius"?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Not everyone knows what happened in the daytime court.

Fu Sheng sneered and told everyone clearly what happened before he was unconscious in the court.

As soon as Chunyu Yue stood up and stood up to Ying Chenghua, everyone looked at Chunyu Yue with a little wrong look.

Confucius once said: "If you are unrighteous and rich, you will be like a cloud to me."

It means that there is no moral wealth and status, and to him it is like a cloud in the sky.

Ying Chengcai's salary and title are in the eyes of most people, but they are not moral.

"Isn't this clerk's reputation insulting the Longxi Marquis's reputation, and his salary for one year is too light? Why do you want to speak for that clerk?" Fu Sheng asked Chunyu Yue loudly.

Before Chunyu Yue could answer, Fu Sheng continued to talk. He soon said that Ying Chengzhe's play was annotated to the Analects of Confucius, which made everyone feel so angry that their teeth were itchy.

I, Confucianism, asks you to tolerate you? You want to be so slandered!

When the First Emperor later recognized that Chunyu Yue was appointed as the order, all the Confucian scholars were angry and looked at Chunyu Yue with hatred.

They finally understood why they had always supported Chunyu and became more and more flirted with Chunyu.

But they couldn't understand why Chunyu Yue agreed to the First Emperor to ask for advice on the humiliation of Qin that tampered with the true meaning of the Analects of Confucius!

The one who asked for advice was still the wrong idea compiled by the master!

"This is a disaster for Confucianism. Chunyu Yue, why did you choose this way!" Fu Sheng also stared at Chunyu Yue with hatred and said.

"Brother Chunyu, you owe us an explanation." A Confucian scholar said to Fu Sheng.

"Is there any misunderstanding in the middle?" Some Confucian scholars did not believe what Chunyu Yue Fusheng said.

The scene became noisy for a moment.

"Everyone, calm down!" Chunyu Yue was calm and shouted, while stretching out his hands to press down.

The pressure accumulated over the years has played a role, and everyone has calmed down.

Only Fu Sheng said with an angry face: "What else do you have to say!"

Chunyu Yue pulled out the four Confucian scholars who were visiting the tower today.

First, let the four Confucian scholars express their things they did on the tower one by one.

After hearing the words of the four Confucian scholars, everyone's expressions were slightly cleared - good work! How could the slander's jokes be passed on!

"We have all followed Brother Chunyu's orders." The oldest Confucian scholar among the four spoke.

In one sentence, the situation was reversed and Fu Sheng, who was increasingly in trouble with Chunyu, widened his eyes.

"Are you really being instructed by Chunyu Yue? You four need to know: if you don't have faith, you won't stand!"

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