Duanmu Nomad had a little puzzle in his eyes.

He looked at Yan Jue, who was sitting next to him, and there was confusion in his voice.

"What do you think, what does Chen Ke want to do with this thing?"

Yan Jue held a pen in his hand and sighed as he wrote something on the paper.

"Do what?"

"With this thing, his reputation will increase."

"After all, the immortal god doesn't give dreams to others, just dreams to Chen Ke."

"Doesn't that mean anything?"

He chuckled and continued to write on the paper.

"Secondly, look at this thing."

Yan Jue handed the thing he had just written to Duanmu Nomad: "Look at how convenient this thing is to write things." ”

"In the past, when I wrote the Analects, I had to use at least three or four rolls of bamboo slips."

"Three or four days of time"

"But what about the paper?"

Yan Jue put down what he was holding.

"It only took me an hour to write more than half of the Analects."

"And it's only that heavy."

Yan Jue put down the pen in his hand, with a slight indifference in his eyes.

"I don't think the previous enemies are nothing, they are just a stepping stone on our journey."

"But Chen Ke is different."

"The appearance of the paper gave him a weapon."

"It's just that this weapon is very sharp, and while it hurts us, it also hurts himself."

Speaking of this, Yan Jue's face was confused.

"Chen Ke doesn't look like such a person, why would he do such a thing?"

Duanmu Nomad looked at the paper in his hand and the Analects written on it, and his eyes were also cautious.

Educating the world with culture was a measure set by their ancestors.

Plus their parents' generation, which has been silently practiced for almost forty years.

At that time, his ancestor Duanmu Ci led the ten philosophers of Confucius and some of the seventy-two sages to set this plan.

Confucius should be promoted as a sage.

And this plan has been quietly implemented for decades.

In the past few decades, more than half of the world's scholars have read the Analects, and they can be regarded as their Confucian disciples.

If nothing else, in thirty years, everyone in the world will read the Analects and become Confucians.

Then, it's time to wait for an opportunity.

Wait for a figure and opportunity that can push Confucianism to the top.

With so many people as the foundation, there will definitely be an amazing talent.

At that time, Confucius will be sanctified, and their disciples will also become sages.....

Now, there is a problem with this plan, which has been carried out for decades....

How can they not be in a hurry?

Duanmu Nomad sneered: "Want to block our Confucian plan? ”

"Only rely on just one Chen Ke?"

He shook his head and stood up: "Although I, Confucianism, have never occupied the majority of power in the Great Qin. ”

"But it doesn't matter."

"Sometimes, we don't have power, but we can make the world speak for us."

"That's why my father made this plan back then!"

"Words are terrible!"

Yan Jue raised an eyebrow, a slight smile in his voice.

"What does my brother want to do?"

A fierce look crossed Duanmu's nomadic eyes.

"How?"

"Of course, let Chen Ke and that tyrant kill each other!"

"Isn't the tyrant always looking for immortals?"

"Do you think, if there are folk rumors, they all say that Chen Ke has obtained the method of immortality taught by the immortals........"

"Will that tyrant ever be as calm as he is now?"

The words are also bright-eyed.

It's a good idea.

"It's still my brother who has an idea."

"It's just that this matter is very important, do you need to wait for Brother Zeng?"

Duanmu Nomad sneered: "Wait for him? ”

"Back then, his ancestors were against our plan and wanted to become the leader of the Confucian Gate."

"Wouldn't he laugh at us even more if he let him know now?"

"Now the Confucius family has its own lineage, but they are all silently implementing the plan of the year."

Duanmu Nomad raised his head with a cold and arrogant look on his face.

"Don't worry about this, just leave it to me."

Yan Jue lowered his head slightly, hiding a smile in his eyes.

"In that case, it's troublesome brother."

..........

Somewhere in town, in a simple house.

Zeng Lu looked ordinary, he sat in the courtyard, holding the paper he had bought earlier.

The look on his face was ordinary.

"Brother, how do you use this paper?"

Zeng Lu smiled slightly and put down the pen in his hand.

"This thing is really much more comfortable than bamboo slips."

"With the "brush" made by Meng Tian, it is a perfect match."

"It only took more than an hour for Fang Cai to be a brother, and he was able to acquiesce about half of the Analects."

"From this, you can see the effect of this thing."

There was emotion in his voice.

And Shi Xuanni also sighed lightly: "It's just a pity that this thing actually fell into the hands of the imperial court and the hands of the Qin State." ”

"I'm just afraid of this thing....."

The rest of the words were not finished, but Zeng Lu already understood what he meant.

Zeng Lu shook his head slightly: "Actually, my thoughts are the opposite of yours." ”

"Although Daqin now reuses the Legalists and attaches importance to the Qin law, the other factions are not without a way out."

"Today, the first emperor opened the Doctor's Palace and reused Confucian people."

"It's just a pity"

There was a mockery on his face: "Chun Yuyue's stupid thing, there are some things in his head." ”

"Ruined this great opportunity."

"Otherwise, he taught the eldest son Fusu with his heart, and when Fusu became the second emperor in the future, would he still treat Confucianism badly?"

"Wait until then......"

Zeng Lu said with emotion: "By that time, Confucianism will be able to complete our goal decades, or even a hundred years ahead of schedule." ”

He stood up, his hands behind his back.

"It's just a pity that everything is being ruined."

Zeng Lu turned his head: "Brother Shi, you and my ancestors traveled together back then. ”

"Today, the two of us have been practicing together since childhood."

"Now are you willing to join me in Xianyang City and see the world in this world?"

Shi Xuanni smiled slightly, and sat there, quite a little gentlemanly.

"Solid Wishes"

........

Xianyang City, the prison

The gloomy wind continued to blow, blowing the prison bit by bit.

Chun Yuyue sat in the prison, a little moonlight shining.

He sighed slightly.

The poor chess move back then made him what he is today.

"What is it like out there now?"

..........

Chen's house

A gust of wind rose, and along with the wind, there was Chen Ke.

Chen Ke stood in the moonlight, and suddenly sighed for some reason.

He stroked the wind around him and said softly, "It's windy."

PS: Seek to follow-up!! Follow-up is very important!!! QAQ, it's the first time I've written a book on the street, do you want to go to Sanjiang?? The editor said that I am now chasing almost one-third of the conditions of Sanjiang...... Work hard, this week is strong, next week is sealed, and there is still half a month!! Qiuqiu, let me see Sanjiang!!! After going to Sanjiang, it was put on the shelves for everyone to explode!!!

More than 10,000 days in a row!!!! As long as you go to Sanjiang!!! More than 10,000 days in a row!!!! I work part-time with a spit and a nail!!