"Talking about the king, this is the demeanor that a Confucian disciple should have?"

Lin Jing's words suddenly came from the side, slowly walked in front of the two, stood there, glanced at the two, and then turned around and looked at the Yuanzuo Party Monument with his back hand, the corners of his mouth cracked slightly, and said slowly, "His youth is just black and white, today with black matter as the chapter, white ash as the pen, describing this song of life, is not just like the black world, a symbol of innocence, is it really so important to be loyal to the traitorous party?" ”

"Or are you just loyal for the sake of loyalty, and it doesn't matter if you can be loyal to the king or not?"

Illusory doesn't have too many opinions on Lin Jing's words, and he won't have any opinions, Daomen is against Confucianism, and he is a lonely person who is nothing, and there is really no need to rush forward.

Besides, after experiencing the illusion of the destruction of the Great Zhou Dynasty in later generations, of course, I know that these so-called literati really don't have much backbone.

Li Dong's eyes turned red, stared at Lin Jing tightly, and said coldly. "Demon Dao, you're sophistry!"

"Sophistry?"

Lin Jing smiled slightly, slowly stretched out his hand, pointed to the top of the Yuanzuo Party Monument, and said slowly, "Open your big eyes and see, the names of the people at the top, I don't know the one in there?" I'm not familiar with that one, do you know what the last words they said back then were? ”

"It's they who don't complain about losing!"

"When Xia Yan was beheaded, didn't he have a grudge in his heart? When Su Jiang was demoted and never hired, and finally died of illness in a foreign country, didn't they think about resisting? ”

Lin Jing's words made Li Dong quiet for a while, you know, he can't be compared with Lin Jing in terms of qualifications alone, or he can rely on the identity of Confucianism, but Lin Jing's identity is not lower than him. When Lin Jing finished saying this, Li Dong's teeth bit his lip, and even illusory could see traces of blood appear at the corners of his mouth.

That is the greatest shame of Confucianism!

was killed by traitorous ministers, as a scholar, Xia Yan, who was the prime minister of the dynasty, was beheaded, a generation of Hongru Sujiang was relegated to Qiongzhou, thousands of miles away, and hundreds of people on the inscription, all of whom were Confucian elites, but they died in a battle!

Unreal was very surprised to see Li Dong raise his hand slightly, make a standard disciple salute, bow to Lin Jing, and say in a dull voice, "After the end of the school, enter Li Dong and meet Mr. Yuan Miao." ”

Lin Jing just waved his hand slightly, and said slowly, "Do you know what you did wrong?" ”

Li Dong didn't speak, just looked at Lin Jing's back so quietly.

Lin Jing didn't intend to get an answer from Li Dong, but said calmly, "You are too easy to be used, since Confucius and Mencius back then, you Confucianism is destined to be used by others, until the moment you ascend the altar, depose the hundred schools of thought, and respect Confucianism alone, this is really a great scenery, but under such a scenery, it is the world." ”

"The scholar is angry, scolding Fang Xuan, maybe the scenery is infinite, but it is a dream, and it is a passing cloud, really let you deal with government affairs, what can you do?"

Lin Jing turned around, looked at Li Dong, and said lightly, "Don't talk about Shen Xun, Shen Xun is actually no longer a Confucian, you have to remember that there is only one day when you become a generation of Confucians, you are actually no longer a Confucian......"

After speaking, Lin Jing slowly turned around and left slowly.

"Su Huang doesn't make articles......"

"Tong Cai translates as a social minister......"

"Thirty years of inconclusive ......"

"I don't know who the traitor is......

With Lin Jing's departure, four ancient poems came into their ears slowly, this poem ostensibly opposes Su Huang and Tong Cai, if Su Huang is a loyal minister, then Tong Cai is a traitor, but the question is, where is Lin Jing's identity, he said a sentence that has been inconclusive for thirty years, and he overturned everything!

What is not a writer, what is a social minister, there is no conclusive conclusion!

Unreal just looked at Li Dong, but found that his eyes were full of light, as if he had realized something, and seemed to have been overthrown by something, but Unreal knew that from today on, Li Dong would no longer be the Li Dong in his memory in his previous life.

He changed Shen Qingxi's fate, perhaps changed.

Lin Jing changed Li Dong's fate, and it must be!

Only Illusory knows why Lin Jing did this, because Lin Jing is the son of Su Jiang, the number one Confucian in the past hundred years, after all, he has also shed Confucian blood in his bones!

Although tens of millions of people have gone to me!

Although they knew, they may not have it, although they know, they may be retaliated against, but they have stepped forward without hesitation, which is the spirit of Confucianism. This is a heroic righteousness that he still has no regrets despite nine deaths.

Only Illusory knows that what Li Dong has in him is this blood.

Li Dong thought for a long time before slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, only to find that the illusory had already accompanied him to the side, and saw that the sun was setting, and Li Dong, who had already recovered from his resentment, looked at the illusory, and said with a smile, "How about inviting each other to meet by chance, let the little brother be the east?" ”

"Haha, Brother Shaozhang, let's let Gu come today......"

The words came from behind them, and only then did the two of them turn to look behind them. They also found that it seemed that the person behind it had also waited for a long time.

Illusory was a little surprised at the first sight of that person, maybe there was a slight difference, but the general outline of the person was still there, he also knew this person, but he was not familiar with it in his previous life, this is Emperor Song Huan of Zhenghe!

This was one of the Great Second Emperors who was taken captive to the Northland along with Emperor Xuanhe.

It's just that the current illusion doesn't know each other, so I have to pretend to be at a loss.

Li Dong's eyes really lit up, and he hugged his fist at Song Huan and said, "Student Li Dong see His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

Song Huan waved his hand, shook it and said, "Brother Shaozhang, don't be so detained, your father was also a lonely teacher, and we are still senior brothers!" ”

After speaking, he looked at the illusion and said with a smile, "Who is this handsome talent, Brother Shaozhang won't introduce Gu?" ”

Li Dong hurriedly said to Song Huan, "His Royal Highness the Prince, this is the former Buddha of Landa Temple, ask the disciple of the Dharma Zen Master, the illusory son, now the illusory son has returned to the world, and will participate in this year's system in the near future!" ”

Song Huan then pretended to recognize the illusory and hugged his fists and said, "I didn't know each other just now, I was offended, and I hope that the illusory brother will not see the ghosts, how about holding a banquet to entertain the two of you as an apology?" ”

The illusion naturally saw that this Song Huan actually recognized himself from the beginning, but the so-called sedan chair people carry people, and he doesn't have to show his high level, besides, he is a lewd monk and really has nothing to show his high level.

He simply smiled, hugged his fist at Song Huan and said with a smile, "The people of the mountains and wilderness have made His Highness laugh!" ”

Song Huan smiled slightly, glanced at the illusory, after Li Bao came back, he had already told him everything, he naturally wouldn't just think that it was illusory, so he came, he wanted to explore the bottom of the illusion in person.

"Shall we please then?"