"Wear your grandmother!"

Ying Chengcheng lifted the table and smashed it over, knocking over several table banquets.

These guests hurriedly dodged, and some of them couldn't help but have their clothes splashed with oil and wine, and their faces were all pale.

"Ying Cheng Chan! Are you going to be hostile to everybody! ”

"This is not Chang'an Junfu! It's not a place for you to go wild! ”

"If it weren't for Your Majesty to protect you, how could there be a monarch of Chang'an in the Qin State today!"

A burly man in a Tsing Yi shirt with a sledgehammer at his feet was the most angry.

He was nine feet tall, with a full beard and a fierce face, and he looked twice as strong as the thin-looking Ying Chengzu.

"Too much deception!"

The burly man slapped the table hard, and when he palmed it, there was a crack in the solid wooden table that spread out along the place where he fell into the palm.

If it weren't for someone around him, the burly man would have used his sandbag-sized fist to give Ying Chengcheng a good look.

"Brother Zhang, no! The Qin State is not as good as the Yan State! In a private fight outside, the first person to do it will be sentenced to six months in prison! ”

The noble son beside the burly man crossed his arms.

"Obviously, this guy did it first! How can I say that I did it first! The burly man exclaimed, looking dismayed.

"My brother Zhang! Chang Anjun just flipped the table case and needed to compensate the cost of the official table case, and he didn't do a private fight! ”

The noble prince knocked on the crack on the table, and said with a wry smile: "This table is less than ten yuan outside, but it is a gold on the floor, Brother Zhang can sit down for my sake!"

"What! One gold! Qin State robbed money no! ”

The burly man is in a hurry, he was born in the countryside, and one gold is enough for his family of three in that small village to spend a month.

Breaking a table costs a penny, and he's never heard of such a high price.

"I'm bad for him! Lose him a new one! Where did I use a gold! ”

Ying Cheng took the frightened housekeeper into his arms, squinted at the burly man and said, "So that you, the Yan people, know that the Qin State is not an illegal place like the Yan Kingdom." The rule of law in the Qin State is the largest! The Qin Law stipulates: If you break the table case, you can't do it with less money, you don't want more money, don't even think about paying a new table! If you don't want to lose money, go to Lishan to build a two-month mausoleum! ”

"Then I'll go to Lishan to build the two-moon mausoleum!" The burly man's voice was like thunder, and he would rather be sentenced to prison than let his noble son pay for it.

The noble son took a deep breath, pulled the burly man hard, and gave him a stern look.

It is strange to say that the burly man who was still indignant just now, faced him, a noble son whose thighs were not as thick as his arms, looked sneered and died down.

The noble prince bowed to Yingcheng.

"Chang'anjun's forgiveness, my brother's nature is like this, I am here to make amends for Chang'anjun for Brother Zhang."

"Well, you're good, not like this bunch of idiots, what's your name?"

"The surname Zhang, a single name, a sub-character."

"Zhangzi?"

"Exactly."

The word "son" is the highest praise of contemporary literati and is an honorific title.

The name of the noble son in front of him is "Zi", which can be described as an extremely rare thing.

"Your father and mother expect a lot from you." Ying Chengcheng said sincerely.

Parents give their children this kind of name, they must expect the child to get a "son" character in the future.

I don't know how many people in the world can get this "son" word?

Ying Cheng Chan is chatting here, where can those smashed guests be able to watch?

One of the guests had an angry face and said to the housekeeper lying in Yingcheng's arms: "Steward! Are you determined to favor Ying Cheng today! ”

……

At the same time, in Xianyang City, on a street not far from the tower, the young Confucian student Zhang Ping said angrily: "Teacher! Are you determined to favor Ying Cheng today! ”

The young Confucian beside Zhang Ping had an iron and blue expression, and the young Confucian had only a scabbard and no sword at his waist.

When the two division commanders took them out of the platform, it was as if they were fleeing, and they didn't even have time to pick up the saber of the young Confucian student.

Seeing that the two teachers didn't hear about it, they just took them on foot, and the young Confucian couldn't help it, and complained: "Confucius said that a scholar can't fail to Hongyi." Confucius taught us to be brave and resolute, how can the teacher take us to escape! ”

The two elderly Confucian students still ignored it, and hurried away with the two students with dark faces.

The four of them hurried all the way until they came to a mansion, knocked on the door and entered the courtyard.

The two elder Confucian scholars watched the door close, glanced at each other, and the two iron-green faces suddenly laughed, and the more they laughed, the louder they became, the kind that they couldn't contain at all.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

Zhang Ping, the young Confucian student, didn't know what the two teachers were laughing at.

What's so ridiculous about being so bullied by that shaft?

Did the two teachers laugh angrily, or did they change hysteria!

Looking at the disgruntled and resentful faces of the disciples, the middle-aged Confucian couldn't help but smile.

"Senior brother, I'll go and report this matter to Brother Chunyu, and you can solve the doubts of these two children."

"Hahahahaha! Senior brother is going to go! ”

The older Confucian was in a mess, but he still laughed heartily, and he couldn't stop laughing.

This mansion is the gathering place of Confucian protégés, where they discuss knowledge and exchange political opinions, and the owner is Chun Yuyue.

"Teacher, what the hell are you laughing at!"

"Uncle Shi, please give me two a solution!"

Seeing that the two children were in a hurry, the elder Confucian touched his oil-stained beard, shook his head and said, "Let me ask you, why did the four of me go to the building?"

"Let that shaft show its original form! He is not worthy to comment on the Analects! ”

"Let Ying Cheng Cheng be morally wrong! You can't denigrate my Confucian classics anymore! ”

"Yes, so, can you figure it out?" Older Confucian students are taught the Tao.

Zhang Ping and the young Confucian students were still confused, and they couldn't figure it out.

Want to understand what?

That damn subordinate voluntarily lay down there, and Ying Chengcheng's virtue was not affected.

On the contrary, we were splashed with oily vegetable leaves, fled in embarrassment, and lost face.

The older Confucian waited expectantly for a few minutes, seeing that the two children in front of him still couldn't speak, and couldn't help but label the two of them as "not smart enough" in his heart.

"Well, you don't have to guess anymore, I'll tell you. There is a saying in the "Analects": If you can't shoot the main skin, you can't shoot the main skin, because the force is different, and the ancient way is also. This sentence means that archery only needs to shoot through the target, not how strong it is, which is a truth throughout the ages. ”

"When we say that he does not treat people as human beings, we say that he is of inferior character, and that the purpose is to disqualify Ying Chengcheng from commenting on the Analects. Why do you put the cart before the horse, and you must argue that he doesn't treat people as human beings? Isn't it also a sign of poor character that he beat us in full view of everyone and did such rude things to us? ”

After listening to the explanation of the older Confucian student, Zhang Ping and the young Confucian suddenly realized, only to realize that they had unconsciously completed their goal.

Zhang Ping's eyes were shining: "We didn't fight back, which means that this is the unilateral atrocity of the erger!" Hurriedly left, for fear that the shaft would react and lure us to attack, and regenerate variables! ”

The older Confucian stroked his beard with satisfaction, and his evaluation of Zhang Ping became "slightly smart".

"The children can be taught!"

……

Zhangtai Palace.

The first emperor Yingzheng was so angry that one Buddha was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven.

"You can't teach a child!"

Gai Nie, who was standing at the door, forcibly turned around and slashed Ying Fusu's thoughts with a sword, and silently added a sentence in his heart.

Rotten wood cannot be carved!

No matter what the first emperor Yingzheng said, he couldn't change Yingfusu's inner thoughts.

Ying Fusu is obsessively believing that everyone is really good, and they should restore Zhou etiquette, govern the country with etiquette, and the world is in harmony.

It is wrong to bind the common people with draconian decrees, it is to be abandoned, it is brutal.

In Ying Fusu's thoughts, how should the country be governed?

If someone steals, let him know that it's not right to steal. No one else steals, they are all virtuous, and he is the only one who steals. Then he will feel guilty, he will correct it, and he will stop stealing.

"The kingdom you envision is impossible! Where there are people, there will be selfishness! There will be a fight! Not everyone in this world can be a saint! ”

"At the beginning of people, their nature is good, their sex is similar, and their habits are far away. All people are born pure and good, and the reason why people who come after them fight each other is because of the influence of the environment. Historical records: Zhou Gong wrote "Zhou Li", and the people practiced it, and loved others as themselves. Eight hundred years ago, the Zhou State could do it, but what could the Qin State not do? ”

Ying Zheng was furious.

"I told you! "History of Zhou" is a lie! There are many things that are not true! ”

"This is my father's prejudice!"

"You rebel! I'll kill you! ”

Ying Zheng was angry, jumped up and took off the sword of King Qin on the wall, drew the sword out of the sheath and slashed at Ying Fusu.

The sword stopped an inch away from Ying Fusu's neck, and Ying Zheng said angrily: "Why don't you hide!"

"The Father gave the Son death, and he was safe and avoided."

My father wants me to die, what do I have to hide?

Reaching out and gently pushing away the Qin Wang Sword around his neck, Yingfu Su stood upright.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng sneered: "Rebel! You don't match your words with your deeds! I'm afraid of death! ”

Ying Fusu shook his head.

"I got up not because I was afraid of death, but because I was afraid that my father's reputation would turn bad because of me. I died in Zhangtai Palace, at the hands of my father, and people in the world will say that my father is cruel and unkind. I begged my father to let me kill myself in my own chamber with a sword, so that my father's reputation could be preserved. ”

Ying Zheng was extremely angry, and the sword of King Qin in his hand kept trembling!

He could see that Yingfu Su's sentences were from the bottom of his heart, but because of this, he was so angry!

Say die, die!

How could I be such a foolish son!

The hard work of me and Cheng Chan has been in vain!

How could I have wanted this rebel son to inherit the Qin State before!