With the large-scale dispatch of Jinyiwei and the news from the Kong family in Qufu, the eyes of the people of the world were attracted to the past. Especially those Confucian scholars from all walks of life who spread all over the world were as excited as if their ancestral graves had been moved, and they spoke out to denounce the First Emperor.

As time passed, the riots in various parts of Kyushu became more and more serious, and there was even a crazy move by Confucian scholars to storm the government. Of course, although the Confucian scholars in the remote areas are quite quiet, the Confucian bigwigs in Luoyang, the capital of the gods, are quite restrained. They simply sat in silence outside the palace and expressed their dissatisfaction with the actions of the Jinyiwei and the decision of the First Emperor in silent protest.

Royal Palace, inside the Imperial Garden.

All kinds of rare flowers and plants compete in the garden, and there are palm-sized glamorous flower fairies dancing among the flowers. Among them are palm-sized goblins with dragonfly wings on their backs. There are rare flower fairies dressed in pink petals, like human children. There is also an innocent, as big as a human girl, a beautiful little demon.

It's just that compared to the little goblins who frolic among the flowers, and the flower fairies who chase butterflies like children, those flower fairies who look like human maidens are obviously different from those companions in terms of intelligence. They either hid in the flower garden, like shy little girls who dare not see anyone, or like well-trained palace maids, serving beside Mo Chen.

The Imperial Garden is very large, covering an area of hundreds of acres. Among them, there are small bridges and flowing water, accompanied by the sound of gurgling streams, and there are pavilions and pavilions, which is like a fairyland on earth.

Under the splendid octagonal pavilion, two figures sit and play against each other.

Mo Chen is dressed in gorgeous white casual clothes, with delicate silver-white dragon-shaped patterns between the sleeves, and the neckline is woven with golden silk threads, revealing atmosphere and luxury throughout. Opposite him was Di Renjie, who was dressed in a scarlet official uniform.

A few years have passed, Di Renjie has two more beards on his lips, his eyes are deep and calm, and he looks more mature and stable. He held the sunspot in his hand, stared at the chessboard with a slight frown, and did not fall half-loudly.

Mo Chen put down the teacup, and the delicate flower fairy beside him hurriedly poured it up. He didn't care, looked at Di Renjie indifferently, and said flatly: "Di Aiqing came here today, I don't think it's specifically to play against me, right?" ”

"Your Majesty Mingjian, Weichen is here to do other things." Di Renjie put down the chess pieces, looking respectful and not flattering. His voice was calm and calm, making people angry, and he said unhurriedly: "Since it was rumored a few days ago that His Majesty was going to make a move against the Kong family, the Confucian scholars in the world who got the news have been in chaos. Nowadays, the Confucian scholars, mainly of the Ram School, meditate outside the palace every day, which is really unorthodox. ”

"In Di Aiqing's opinion, what should I do?" Mo Chen didn't explain anything, and continued with a smile.

"Your Majesty already has an idea, and Weichen doesn't dare to say anything." Di Renjie's serious expression showed a slight smile, and his voice was gentle and calm.

As early as learning that Mo Chen ignored the Confucian disciples outside the palace and allowed them to sit in front of the palace to make trouble, Di Renjie knew that Mo Chen must have other plans.

The two have known each other for nearly ten years, and Di Renjie asked himself if he still knew a little about Mo Chen's temper. Although he does not have absolute control over power, he will not allow others to rebel against his will. And the actions of the Confucian disciples, no matter how you look at it, are guilty of Mo Chen's taboo. But in the face of the outrageous actions of the Confucian disciples, Mo Chen did not make any movements, which was obviously not normal.

"Confucianism is too big." Mo Chen took a sip of tea, his pupils were as deep as a bottomless abyss, and his voice was indifferent with a little coldness.

Di Renjie raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't show surprise.

Since Emperor Wu was in that year, the power of Confucianism has been increasing. By the time Emperor Guangwu relied on the family to revive the Great Jin Dynasty, Confucianism had become an unshakable behemoth. It can even be said that the current Confucianism has penetrated into all aspects of the empire, from the people to the court, and no one can avoid the influence of Confucianism.

And with Di Renjie's understanding of Mo Chen, he obviously doesn't like a single school.

Even if Confucianism seems to be one, in fact, there are no less than dozens of large and small schools. And whether it is the famous Ram School, or the relatively weak Guliang School, or other large and small Confucian schools. The filth and hostility between them far outweigh the hostility towards the sons of the hundred schools.

But no matter how unbelievable the ugliness between them is, after all, they all carry the banner of Confucianism and wear the coat of Confucianism. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are all Confucians, and they are all Confucians who have long become behemoths.

"Your Majesty, the strength of the Confucian family itself is not the strongest school of Confucianism, but it is a banner of Confucianism after all. As the so-called pulling a hair and moving the whole body, I hope to be cautious. Di Renjie determined Mo Chen's purpose, and finally couldn't help but remind him again.

As Mo Chen said, Confucianism is too big!

Before, Mo Chen had the intention of reproducing the contention of a hundred schools, which had already made Confucian students all over the world restless. Now Mo Chen's blatant movement of the Kong family, coupled with the fact that natural disasters have been extremely strange in recent years, really make Di Renjie worried.

After all, Confucianism has penetrated into every part of the empire, and even if Mo Chen can finally clean it up and divide it, it will only end up being a lose-lose situation.

"Aiqing is credible, the widow can make those noisy ducks outside surrender automatically?" Mo Chen smiled confidently, his voice was a little more playful, and he joked.

Noisy ducks?

Even Di Renjie couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard Mo Chen's name for the Confucian bigwigs outside. His face was full of tears and laughter, and he felt that Mo Chen's analogy was not wrong, but he felt that something was wrong.

If this word spreads, I'm afraid I don't know what moth will appear, right?

"Your Majesty is so confident, Weichen really wants to gamble with Your Majesty." Although Di Renjie didn't know what Mo Chen's actions were, he was also relieved to see him so confident.

As a contemporary successor of Legalism, he naturally hopes that Confucianism will be unlucky, and even more so that this behemoth, which has made hundreds of schools of thought tremble for hundreds of years, can collapse. But as a courtier, he had to consider the series of disasters caused by the fall of Confucianism and the impact on all aspects of the empire.

And Mo Chen's self-confidence also made Di Renjie a little less worried. Even if he knew that he didn't have much chance of winning, he would not be stupid enough not to give the other party a face in the face of the interested Mo Chen.

This is the top boss, if you don't give the top boss face, don't you want to live in the future?

Di Renjie is a descendant of the Legalist family, but it doesn't mean that he has no emotional intelligence and doesn't know how to be flexible.

As a rising star in the court who can jump multiple levels in just a few years, and quickly mix with the position of Dali Temple from the six doors at the bottom, it is a basic operation to shoot Sima Fart!

When Di Renjie left, Wu Meiniang's figure appeared out of thin air. She stood behind Mo Chen, gently kneading his shoulders, her movements were gentle and not weak, and her skill was surprising.

"What do you think of this person?" Mo Chen didn't look back and said.

"Knowing how to be flexible, knowing how to advance and retreat, the most rare thing is to have a loyal heart, but also a rare talent." Wu Meiniang frowned slightly, and then commented.

"Well, Di Renjie is a very good person, and he will be included in the list of the tunnel fire plan for the time being. Calculating the time, Zhu Yuyan and the others should have already arrived at the Kong family, and I hope their choice will not disappoint the widow. Mo Chen's eyes closed slightly, and his right hand tapped lightly on the tabletop, making a dull sound, which made people tremble.

Wu Meiniang's distant mountain-like eyebrows moved slightly, her gentle face flashed a faint cold color, and she said sharply: "The Kong family, you will definitely know each other!" ”

If you don't know each other, then kill them until they know each other, after all, not everyone has a fearless heart of life and death!

Wu Meiniang murmured in her heart, but did not speak in front of Mo Chen. She didn't want Mo Chen to think that she was too murderous, and she didn't want to destroy her impression in the other party's heart. She hopes that in Mo Chen's eyes, she will always be the princess of Ruiguo who doesn't grow up.