"Emperor Zhu was born as a cow herder, he didn't read sage books since he was a child, and he didn't have any ink on his chest, so he did such a thing against the sky." A scholar said, "We scholars have the responsibility to teach Your Majesty and respect Confucianism and reverence for saints."

"Otherwise, Daming, the country will not be a country."

"Only an emperor who has never read a sage book would do such an evil thing that has never been done before!"

"Destroy our Confucianism, none of the emperors of the past dynasties dared to do it, and they didn't even dare to think about it! And our Emperor Zhu, who was born as a cowherd baby, and the Emperor of Beggars, really did it!"

"The evil deeds of the emperor have done more harm to China than ten thousand times more!"

"Our Confucianism has been rooted in China for more than a thousand years, and it is deeply rooted, and there are tens of thousands of Confucian believers, and the emperor will never be able to kill him!"

Since the scholars dared to come out to rescue the Three Saints, they were not afraid of death.

Zhu Yuanzhang moved their roots and their spiritual pillars, and they began to learn Confucianism at the age of five.

What's more, the central concept of Confucian culture is to kill oneself to become benevolent and sacrifice one's life for righteousness.

They felt that it was time to kill themselves and sacrifice their lives for righteousness.

"Although it is the emperor's decree to dispose of the three saints, it is instigated by someone behind his back, so the emperor is just a knife in that person's hand!"

"The real culprit is the man who lives in seclusion in Lujia Village, and he is the one who tricked the emperor into doing this!" Another scholar said, "That's why that person is the number one giant girl in the world, confusing me with the root of Chinese culture!"

"He's trying to ruin my entire Huaxia!"

"This man is really a sin who deserves death, and death is not enough to atone for his sins."

"He should be put into the oil pot, go to the knife mountain, and lay down the eighteen layers of hell!"

"I can't wait to eat its flesh and sleep its skin to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

"Qin Yu really should have a thousand cuts! Let me eat its flesh in equal portions."

"Let's go! Let's go to Lujia Village first and beat Qin Yu to death! Each of us can drown him with a mouthful of spit. Each person who invests a piece of their head can smash it into meat sauce!"

At the mention of the culprit, the scholars were furious.

The collective turned the spearhead to Qin Yu.

Because there are too many people, the prestige of the leader is insufficient, and as soon as someone leads the rhythm, the spearhead of the crowd can easily be reversed.

"Qin Yu, he is bound to die, we will never let him go!" At this time, a vicious light shone in the eyes of the leading scholar, "But now, Lord Liu is here, I'll listen to what Lord Liu has to say first."

When the crowd heard this, it gradually quieted down.

"Ahem!" Looking at thousands of pairs of eyes, looking at himself with burning eyes, Liu Bowen couldn't help coughing dryly. The subconscious of the body wants to say that it is sick and cannot withstand such strong winds and waves.

However, at this moment, there is no way for him to escape.

The crowd will not allow him to escape.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please go back!" Liu Bowen said, "Liu Ji is not in good health, and he can't lead you."

"Lord Liu, you want to stay out of the matter!"

"General Erhu has already said just now, you are in good health."

"Lord Liu, you are one of the three great Confucians in the world, if you don't carry the banner of rescuing the Three Sages, who will carry it!?"

"Yes, you are a role model in the hearts of scholars all over the world and a benchmark in the literary world. You should be the one who will lead us to rescue the thousand-year-old spirit of China and support the backbone of scholars. Turn the tide and help the building to fall."

"Ahem!" Liu Bowen coughed again when he heard this, feeling dizzy for a while, "You all think too highly of me Liu, and I Liu don't have such great ability. Liu Ji is old and decrepit, and he can't do it."

"No!" The crowd said, "Qingtian Liu Ji, his fame resounded all over the country, and his friends were all over the world. If you can lead us, it will definitely form a prairie fire in the entire Ming Dynasty."

"If the scholars of the whole country respond, the emperor will not be able to turn a blind eye."

"If we are strong enough, the Emperor will not only dare not raise the butcher's knife against us, but will also appease us. If the emperor can be forced to compromise, Lord Liu will definitely be favored by this

History, glorious for thousands of years. and Cheng Zhu Ersheng, in the same column."

Seeing the crowd like this, Liu Bowen felt a burst of sadness: I'm afraid you don't know the emperor's decisiveness.

I'm afraid you don't know the emperor's courage.

The emperor did not dare to raise a butcher's knife against you? I'm afraid his butcher's knife has long been hanging over your heads.

Moreover, since the emperor dared to do this, a series of follow-up means were waiting behind.

You will not be the Emperor's opponents.

If I Liu Ji led you to really make the emperor compromise and really go down in history, even if you die, you will die as you deserve. But I'm afraid that not only will it not go down in history, but it will also be stinking for thousands of years.

The original scholar Wang Lei, has his name gone down in history?

With the emperor's eloquence, how many people in the world are his opponents?

He climbed from a beggar to the ninety-five step by step.

Scholars, I, Liu Ji, don't take this head, not because I'm afraid of death, but because I'm saving you, Liu Bowen closed his eyes tightly and looked at the sky. If Liu Ji takes his head and forms a prairie fire in the world, I am afraid that there will be dozens of times more people who will die by then.

Only the less you are loud, the fewer people will be implicated in the end.

Since the beginning of the Renaissance, the fall of Confucianism has been inevitable.

Suddenly lowered his head, and his voice didn't seem to be a human voice: "Let me tell you the truth, I, Liu Bowen, support the emperor."

……

"What?" When the crowd heard this, they were dumbfounded.

The crowd, I couldn't believe my ears.

The dignified Qingtian Liu Ji, one of the three famous Confucians, their role model, this time actually stood on the emperor's side.

In an instant, in front of the originally noisy Liu Mansion, there was no sound, and almost a needle could be heard!

"Qingtian Liu Ji, he has a false name!"

"Liu Bowen actually betrayed Confucianism!"

"You were also frightened by the Emperor's butcher's knife?"

"You dog with a broken backbone!"

"Liu Bowen, you don't have the slightest literati style and integrity! You are a man of read!"

"We've all mistaken you before."

"You are one, a faithful lackey in front of the Emperor."

"You have betrayed Confucianism a long time ago, and we still trust you so much!"

"Liu Bowen, you have no backbone!"

"We never dreamed that you were such a person!"

"The famous three great Confucians of the early Ming Dynasty, the role model in our hearts, actually chose to betray?" Among the crowd, there were many scholars who were admirers of Liu Bowen, and even his students, who shed tears one by one when they heard this.

"How so?"

Qingtian Liu Ji's tall image collapsed in their hearts.

"Female thief!"

"Stooge!"

"Maggots!"

"Phew!"

Many scholars began to do it. Some spat on him, others threw stones at him.

There was saliva from the scholars all over his face, and a mouthful of phlegm and saliva slipped down Liu Bowen's face, just like the ceremony of succeeding the leader of the beggar gang. And Liu Bowen did not resist and chose to bear all this silently.