Linzi, Qi Palace, Qi King's Bedroom.

Since the restoration of King Xiang of Qi, to the current reign of King Qi Jian, Qi has been peaceful for more than 50 years, the powerful Qin State in the West seems to be blocked by the land of the Three Jin Dynasty, and has never set foot in the land of Qi again.

Today, there is a good weather, the king of Qi and the concubines are eating dried fruits in the garden, basking in the sun, so uncomfortable, indulging in the beauty of the song and swallow dance, the king of Qi did not notice that there was a waiter not far away who was walking quickly, until the attendant came to the front and shouted, "King Qiqi, your subordinates have to tell you." ”

At this time, the King of Qi was already drunk and hazy, and when he saw this attendant burping wine, he smiled and asked, "Didn't the Lone King entrust the affairs of the state to Xiangguo, what else do you want to report to the Lone King!" ”

"King Qiqi, the ministers don't know, but Lord Xiangguo is now asking to see him outside the door, saying that there are 100,000 urgent things to tell the king."

Hearing the four words of 100,000 urgency, King Qi couldn't sit still, [Could it be that the people of Qin are calling], "Hurry up and announce that Prime Minister will meet you!" ”

"Yes-Xuan-Xiangguo-sama."

On the side, all the beauties retreated, leaving only the most powerful monarchs and ministers of the Qi country, and when they looked at each other, the king of Qi had already found that the Xiangguo, who was not surprised on weekdays, was already in a cold sweat, and he couldn't help but jump in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Qing family!" What is it that makes you so panicked, isn't it that the army of the Qin State has already sent troops to Hangu Pass to come to our Qi State? In the end, King Qi's voice also decreased, which showed the fear in Qi's heart.

"King Qiqi, it's not that the Qin army sent troops to attack our Qi country, but this matter is no less than a military disaster!"

"Since the Qin State has not sent troops, what else is so important, and it is necessary to use 100,000 urgent words to repay the widows." As soon as he heard that it was not that the Qin State was about to attack the Qi State, the tone of the King of Qi instantly relaxed, and even became a little careless.

"Songhai City, Little Sage Village, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion fire, Confucian classics burned countless times, and now Confucian students all over the country want the king to preside over justice and arrest the murderer."

"Ahh ――――Little Sage Village——Someone set fire to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? ”

"Exactly, that's why the subordinate said that 100,000 is urgent! With the prestige of Confucianism among the students of the world, if it is not handled well at this time, even the saliva of tens of millions of Confucian students can say that the palace will be flooded. ”

"What does the prime minister think should be done?" At this moment, King Qi really paid attention to it, and at the same time panicked, and hurriedly asked Prime Minister Housheng as if he had grasped the last straw.

"For now, the only way to do this is to send troops throughout the country to arrest arsonists."

"Then what are you waiting for, go quickly!"

"Yes—Your Majesty, I'm going, I'm going."

"Hurry--"

Hou Sheng left, and the king of Qi was left alone in the entire garden, looking so depressed and lonely, as if it heralded the future of the Qi country.

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Qin State, Xianyang Palace, Concubine Zheng Palace.

It was nearly dusk, Yingzheng was rare to have leisure today, and checked Fusu's schoolwork as usual, and stayed in the palace of Concubine Zheng, King Qin did not establish the queen of the palace in his life, and Concubine Zheng, who gave birth to his eldest son, naturally rose in the status of the **, and gathered together for dinner today, but it is a rare family pleasure, but sometimes as a diligent emperor, family affection is often a luxury, and as soon as dinner was served, I saw Zhao Gao walking to the front of the "slave Zhao Gao, see the king, Niangniang, Fusu Gongzi." ”

"Excuse me, Zhao Gao, what's the matter of finding a widow at this time." After getting along for more than ten years, there was already a tacit understanding between the monarch and the ministers, and at this time, Zhao Gaojin saw Yingzheng and knew that there must be something important to report.

Zhao Gao didn't say it immediately, just raised his head and glanced at King Qin, King Qin understood, and was about to say something, but he had already heard Concubine Zheng say, "The king wants to discuss military affairs, and the concubine retired first." ”

The tone is faint, but with a hint of softness, a little gentleness, gently brushing this beautiful wife, the evaluation of her in my heart is one point higher, and the weight in my heart is one point higher.

Concubine Zheng left, leaving only the King of Qin, Zhao Gao, Fusu, Zhao Gao first bowed slightly to the King of Qin and said, "King Qiqi, Luo Wang received the news, Qi State, the Confucian Little Sage Village, suddenly ignited a fire at dusk yesterday, and the Confucian classics in the Zangjing Pavilion were burned a lot. ”

"Yes!"

"That's true!" King Qin didn't speak, but Fusu couldn't hold his breath and asked in surprise.

"Back to Gongzi's words, Zhao Gao has no lies."

"Do you know why?" After pondering for a while, Ying Zheng also asked out loud. ”

"The king forgave the sin, but the slave did not find out the reason."

"Huh? -- Hehe, since the reason has not been found in the net, then the others must be no exception, and the reason will be reported immediately. ”

"Yes - Zhao Gao obeys the order"

"Stand down."

"Yes—the minions are retired."

Zhao Gao left, but Ying Zheng turned his head and glanced at Fu Su lightly, Fu Su was keenly aware of a trace of anger in Ying Zheng's eyes, and hurriedly said, "Father, the son was impetuous just now, and he asked his father to punish him for his loss of manners." ”

"Yes! Since you know your mistakes, you will be exempted from punishment, remember that you are the eldest son of the widow, and in the future, Daqin will rely on you to continue, for the emperor, the most important thing, understand?

"Erchen understands!"

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Yan Kingdom, Concubine Snow Pavilion.

The autumn mood is getting stronger and stronger, the leaves are slowly falling, and after the Feixue Pavilion was merged into the Wuxian Village, Yan Hong almost didn't go back to the palace, just stayed in the Feixue Pavilion, and Taoguang was obscure.

Yan Hong and Xie Zhiyun sat opposite each other at the stone table, playing chess, and they were leisurely and contented, although the matter was getting closer and closer, Yan Hong didn't care about it as if he wanted to open it, but just lived a leisurely life of talented and beautiful people all day long.

Today, Hongyu is not here, of course Xie Zhiyun will not let go of this opportunity, so the two are together almost all day long, and it is infinitely sweet, and this elegant courtyard has naturally become a forbidden place for all visitors to the Feixue Pavilion.

Half an hour later, Yan Hong lost with a trick, smiled bitterly whether this is better than blue, gently picked up Yiren, fed a peanut into his mouth, and then it was a grinding of ears and temples, the body temperature of the two became higher and higher, and their minds became more and more blurred in the kiss step by step, and gradually it seemed that every qiē would come to fruition, but sometimes accidents always happened inadvertently.

"Master—"

"Ahh

It looks like a more than ten year-old Yiren has such snow-like hair, what kind of encounter, what kind of story has made her what she is now.

"Axue—you—are here."

"Master, you and Zihong are like this in the daytime--"

"Ayuki. Listen to me, this-"

"Hehe, Zihong, you don't need to explain, it's not the first time I've bumped into me, but you always treat me as a little girl." Sweet smile, heavenly voice, that is, Xie Zhiyun has a peerless beauty in the Xue Pavilion after the concubine, the Snow Girl.

"Isn't it? I still remember the first time we met, because I grabbed a girl's kite, she chased and beat me, hehe. ”

"Brother Zihong, it's been a long time, and you're angry when you say it."

"Don't say it, don't say it, tell me what you're doing here?"

From beginning to end, Xie Zhiyun interjected, just watched them quietly, and remembered the relationship between her and Yan Hong when Ah Xue bumped into her for the first time, and remembered that the expression on Ah Xue's face was extremely cute at that time!

Yes, it's cute! With Ah Xue's peerless face, it will not have anything to do with derogatory terms at any time, and gradually more times, Ah Xue will get used to it, after all, now it is not like the words of the Confucian family in later generations, it is unique in the world, and the theory of etiquette is just to restrain Confucian disciples, like Yan Hong, the king and grandson of the noble, do not need to pay attention to it, and Master Xun did not pursue it, so the matter will be natural.

"Ah--master, Zihong, I almost forgot about the business, [Fei Yu] passed the message, the Confucian Little Sage Village yesterday, a fire suddenly ignited, and countless Confucian classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were burned."

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Did you find out who did it?" With a solemn expression, Yan Hong still has a lot of feelings for Confucianism, and it is not in vain that Confucianism dominated the world for two thousand years in his previous life.

"There is no trace of the news, the other party's method is very clean and does not leave any traces."

"Check-continue to check, or I will have no shame to face Master Xun."

"Got it—"

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Confucianism, the small sage village, a ruined wall in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, countless classics and historical classics were destroyed, and a group of students were sad, and some young students were even crying.

"Senior brother, Uncle Shi said that since he has retired, he will not ask, and it is up to you to decide." Zilu returned from Master Xun's residence and relayed Master Xun's words to Fu Nian.

"Ovary, how many books have been damaged?" Nodding lightly at Zilu, Reincarnation asked Zifang.

"The fire was not extinguished in time, and most of the books were copied in Uncle Shi's residence, so the loss this time was not too big, but-"

"Just what?" Seeing that the ovary was hesitant, Fu Nian asked a little anxiously.

"It's just that the fire started from the northwest corner of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so that part of the northwest corner was damaged."

-- Click-- Fu Nian only felt that it was a thunder in his head, he felt a little dizzy, and his feet were a little unstable, but Zilu saw the opportunity to quickly hold Fu Nian's arm, and he was a little steady, and the two brothers looked at each other to see the helplessness in each other's eyes, since the will of heaven was like this, that matter had to go with the flow.

Turning his head, he looked at the damaged Zangjing Pavilion, sighed heavily, and glanced at the ovary on the side. He closed the door and instructed his disciples to guard the door and not allow anyone to approach.

"Senior brother, do you still want to investigate this matter?" Zilu was a little hesitant, and if he investigated, he would inevitably shake the foundation of Confucianism, and if he didn't investigate, he would scatter the hearts of Confucian scholars in the world.

"Check, of course you have to check, but you can only check secretly, right-brother." Fu Nian didn't speak, but it was the ovary who took over and said.

"Well, this matter can only be investigated secretly, and after that, no Confucian disciple is allowed to talk about this matter again, and he will be severely punished."

"Do you want to tell Zihong about this?"

"Second Senior Brother, we don't need to say it, Zihong already knows, after all, Feiyu is not a vegetarian."

"That's true, let's go, let's go to Uncle Shi and report to his old man—"

"Yes." Zilu and Ovary replied in unison.

A fire, caused the world to shake, who dares to risk the world's disapproval, burning the Confucian small sage Zhuang Zangjing Pavilion, a big question mark in the hearts of everyone in the world, in this turbulent moment who is the general trend of the world to add an unpredictable variable, Confucianism will make what decision, no one knows.

The wind is surging, there are many doubts, where will the general trend go, a thousand people, a thousand ideas, maybe since the moment Yan Hong was born, this period of history has been destined to enter another fork in the road.