Da Qin: Don’T Pretend, Your Father, I’M Qin Shihuang

Zhao Lang has not seen his husband since the last time.

One is because I am busy, and the other is because the other party rarely shows up.

Zhao Lang probably went to listen to Confucian debates secretly.

Zhao Lang felt a little pitiful when he remembered the last time the other party cowered and sat in the corner.

I don't know. When the Confucianism debated for the last time, I almost fell out with the Confucian students. Did my teacher see it?

Following the teacher into the room, Zhao Lang stood upright, then smiled and said,

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Zhao Lang muttered in his heart,

Looking at the face of my teacher, there seems to be nothing good today.

Kong Jia looked at Zhao Lang's behaving manner, and the original anger in his heart was lost for most.

But what should be said is still to be said, deliberately speaking with a straight face,

"The last time you went to the Confucianism debate, did you fall out with other people?"

I remembered that it was Zhao Lang's cruel appearance in front of all the scholars last time.

He was a little worried.

If Zhao Lang did not show up during the last Confucian debate, he would have been less worried.

No matter how famous Su is, he only needs to produce the printed Confucian classics!

In the same way, you can kill the opponent, even if the opponent is the prince, it is the same!

Because Confucian classics can be printed on a large scale, this is something that can be passed down through the ages.

With the support of Gongyang Scholars again!

The suppression of his Confucian leader.

Putting Zhao Lang in the position of Confucian leader is not without a chance.

But now, with the exception of Gongyang, most of the Confucian scholars of other schools have turned to support Su.

At this time, Zhao Lang suddenly realized that it was really for this matter, so he was comforted.

"Teacher, it doesn't matter. If you fall out, it will fall out. Let's teach our own students."

How can he now have such a leisurely mind to fight this kind of struggle with the Confucian family?

Isn't that idle panic?

Teach yourself honestly, Ascension's strength is a serious matter.

As for these scholars, in the chaos two years later, they don't know how many will survive.

Kong Jia said angrily,

"Short-sighted! Do you know that all the Confucian scholars in Confucianism will be caught by that Chun..."

Kong Jia changed his mouth in time,

"The way of benevolence and virtue made by stupid people changes their minds, and that's it!"

How could Kong Jia fail to see that behind Su, there were more than a dozen Confucian scholars led by Chun Yuyue.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang still didn't care.

"Teacher, the way of benevolence is not bad."

Kong Jia was taken aback, but he still remembered when Zhao Lang rebutted Su,

"Don't you support the Rams?"

Zhao Lang said grinningly,

"Teacher, my support for Rams does not prevent me from supporting Rende."

"It's just that my benevolence must be divided into internal and external, and time."

"For your own people, you must be benevolent. Who doesn't want to go easy?"

"But in special times, we must use special methods."

"Foreigners, it is natural to use rams. If anyone provokes us, no matter how long it has passed, no matter where they are, this time, we will always find it back!"

Zhao Lang'er's last expression became a bit hideous.

Snapped!

"hiss!"

Zhao Lang took a sharp breath and exhaled in pain.

"Teacher, what do you hit me for!"

Kong Jia said with a straight face at this time,

"Where did you learn this bandit method!"

"How can Sage's way become so narrow!"

Zhao Lang touched his own hand and said,

"Teacher, sometimes it should be narrower."

Kong Jia frowned directly and said,

"What do you mean?!"Anyway, it’s already said that, Zhao Lang simply said,

"Teacher, disciple knows, Sage's vision, and heart, focus on the whole world!"

"That's why there is this concept of great harmony in the world."

"And the Sages have something they can't see, because not all people are human."

Zhao Lang knew what his teacher meant.

The theories promoted by China Sage are truly great wisdom and benefit everyone.

For example, there is no kind of education, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, and so on.

But what these Sages did not expect is that the world is huge.

But not all people, like the people of China, inherit their wisdom and can be called human beings.

In some places, people are dressed in human skin, but inside are beasts.

To deal with wild beasts, it is natural to use the same method against wild beasts.

After listening to Zhao Lang's words, Kong Jia frowned slightly.

"Your words are not all fallacies, but this path is a bit narrow after all."

Zhao Lang blinked and said,

"It's okay, I'm narrower now, and future generations can be more relaxed."

Kong Jia was amused by these words, and then said,

"You thought well, but now this Confucianism preaches the great benevolence that everyone treats equally!"

"At that time, your narrow ram benevolence, but it won't come in handy."

Zhao Lang shook his head disapprovingly.

After Qin Shihuang's death, whoever dares to use this kind of great benevolence, regardless of internal and external.

Just wait to be divided by the remnants of the Six Nations and the Huns.

Of course, this is not something he has to worry about.

The crater of Daqin depends on which hapless person sat on it.

It's good for him to be a little anti-thief at ease.

If this great benevolence can survive this troubled world...

Zhao Lang thought of something and said with a smile,

"Teacher, there was Confucius Zhu Shaozheng in ancient times, so I can't kill those corrupt scholars?"

when!

There was a muffled noise, and Zhao Lang saw Mr. Own standing up with a face full of horror.

Zhao Lang was shocked.

"Teacher, what are you so excited for?"

Kong Jia said with a very serious face,

"Confucius punishes Shao Zhengmao, and has been criticized to this day."

"Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Zhao Lang blinked and said,

"Teacher, the disciple is not a murderer, and will not kill people for no reason, and these rotten scholars, even if they are handed over to the disciple, are also useful."

"Furthermore, this is just the thought of the disciple."

Kong Jia only breathed a sigh of relief.

Killing Confucian scholars who are in charge of pens will be scolded by people for thousands of years!

"Rotten scholars? That's an appropriate name. What do you want these people to do?"

"Even if they are used to teach children to read, I am afraid they will be contaminated with some bad style."

Kong Jia didn't have a good impression of Confucian scholars like Chun Yu Yue.

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"Teacher, we can use these people to teach our own enemies!"

"If you can teach wolves to be sheep, you will be successful."

"It's a pity that this kind of talent is not easy to find for the time being, otherwise, I still have a few little Huns here, just to try."

Kong Jia was startled slightly, thinking of something, and said,

"Lang'er, do you still remember that junior brother before me?"

"It's Su's teacher, maybe he can try it."

After talking to Zhao Lang again, Kong Jia let him leave.

Looking at Zhao Lang's back, Kong Jia sighed slightly.

"I hope Lang'er can really use these people."

Kong Jia still didn't want to. One day, Zhao Lang took all the ram scholars and raised the butcher knife at the other scholars.

Because according to his disciple's style of doing things, he really did this thing.

And his identity can no longer be hidden.

Next summer, those books should be almost there.

At that time, it was time to reveal his identity and formally announce to all Confucian scholars that Zhao Lang was his entry-level disciple!

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