Yingfu Su Dormitory, Da Zheng Palace.

At the request of Ying Cheng, Ying Fusu invited all the eunuchs and palace maids.

The grease in the palace lamp was beeping as the candle flame burned.

Ying Chengsu sat on Ying Fusu's bed, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at Ying Fusu with his arms and sneered.

Ying Fusu was very uncomfortable, straightened his clothes, and arched his hand: "Thank you, uncle."

"I don't dare to be your uncle." Ying Cheng's tone was extremely bad: "How can I be Ying Cheng, dare to be your uncle of Ying Fusu, Ying Great Sage?" ”

Ying Fusu's face was ashamed, and said: "Uncle, don't laugh at Fusu, what kind of saint is Fusu."

Ying Cheng jumped over and slapped Ying Fusu on the head: "Do you still know that you are not a saint?" ”

"If you are not a saint, why do you do what a saint does!"

"How much effort did I have to keep you in Xianyang, you contracted a madness?! I have to provoke the royal brother! ”

Ying Cheng said in a row, angrily slapping more than ten times in a row.

During this period, Ying Fusu did not dodge or dodge, accepted all the slaps of Ying Cheng, and listened to all the rebukes of Ying Chengcheng.

until the incarnation ceases.

Ying Fusu said apologetically: "Uncle, don't be angry, if you suffer from illness because of Fusu's fault, Fusu will die and will not be able to pay for it."

This set again? Have the courage to admit your mistakes and resolutely not change?

Ying Chengcheng's anger came up again, "I tell you, don't put such a dead look on me!" Otherwise, I will go and persuade the imperial brother now, and immediately bury 700,000 people for you under the Dazheng Palace! ”

“……”

Ying Cheng saw that Ying Fusu was shocked, sat down on the bed covered with fine splendor, and raised Erlang's legs.

"After Gai Nie leaves, tell me everything you and the imperial brother said and did in Zhangtai Palace."

A comprehensive understanding of the facts is the only way to solve the problem.

Ying Fusu did not add the slightest oil and vinegar, and told it completely according to the facts.

Ying Cheng had a headache when he heard it, and he had the same doubts as Ying Zheng.

"How did you go about it?"

"Self-strategy?" Ying Fusu didn't know what Ying Chengsu was talking about, but he wasn't surprised.

Ever since Ying Fusu could remember, his uncle always seemed to have some strange words popping out of his mouth.

Ying Chengcheng said patiently: "At the court meeting, you were extremely disappointed in Confucianism, and you fainted and fell to the ground in a hurry. In the blink of an eye, you have fallen into the horns of Confucianism again, but what did someone say to you? ”

Let me know who is instigating the eldest nephew, and let the secret guard go and knife him in the middle of the night!

"No one talks to Fusu." Ying Fusu shook his head, then looked at Ying Chengsu eagerly, and said, "It's not someone else who makes Fusu change, it's your uncle!"

Can this shaft hear me? Want me to knife myself?

"Guan Nai's!"

"Uncle, this kind of market slang is indecent, so it's better to say less."

"Naigong is happy! You brag don't bring Naigong! Hurry up and tell me honestly what's going on! ”

Ying Fusu didn't know much about the sentence in the middle of Ying Chengcheng, but he still understood the general meaning of the two sentences before and after.

"The teacher's words and deeds are inconsistent, and Confucianism has to speak for Confucius alone. These Confucian students, who were full of Confucianism, could not practice the ideas of Confucius. Fusu was already extremely disappointed, thinking that the benevolence mentioned by Confucianism was nothing more than delusion. But Fusu was lying on the bed and suddenly thought of his uncle. ”

"Although my uncle doesn't read much and doesn't like etiquette, the house is very happy. Everyone had a smile on their faces, and their behavior was completely devoid of the fear of other Qin people. They also love their uncle more than they revere it, isn't this the same! ”

The more Ying Fusu spoke, the more excited he became.

"People like my uncle who haven't read a few books can do it at home! As long as the father emperor governs the country with benevolence and gives amnesty to the world, he will be able to make the whole Qin country like his uncle's house! ”

Ying Chengcheng's face became darker and darker the more he listened.

Haven't read a few books?

In the previous life, the network was extremely developed, and the information was so explosive.

Write down all the knowledge I know on bamboo slips, not to mention those bamboo slips, not to mention five cars, five hundred cars are not enough.

Even if you don't talk about the past life, you only talk about this life.

In the Qin State, which was extremely lacking in entertainment, the classics that existed in the Qin State had long been finished.

Say I haven't read a few books, have you asked your father?

"In this way, it's really my uncle who mistook you." Ying Cheng is smiling and smiling.

Ying Fusu didn't seem to hear Ying Chengcheng is counterwords at all, and said with longing in his eyes: "Although my uncle doesn't like the ceremony, he and I are in the same way, please ask my uncle and me to meet my father and persuade my father."

"I told you! You bragga, don't take me! Ying Cheng Xue lifted Ying Fu Su's collar and interrupted viciously.

"Uncle, what is this?"

"Shut up!"

Ying Chengsu interrupted Ying Fusu again and forced Ying Fusu to look into his eyes.

"You have ideals, you want to save the world, there's nothing wrong with that. But relying only on the big cake painted by Confucianism can't make the world full, understand? ”

"Zhou Gong makes a weekly ceremony, the world is prosperous, people are happy, the five grains are abundant, and all things are orderly ......"

No, the eldest nephew is familiar with the Confucian classics, and the Confucian set is logically self-consistent in this era. Relying only on theory, I will never be able to convince my great nephew to fully trust Confucianism, and I need to think of another way.

Ying Chengcheng thought for a moment, and decided to fight poison with poison, since you completely trust, then I completely doubt it, use magic to defeat magic!

"How do you know? Have you seen it with your own eyes? ”

Ying Fu Su was stunned.

He thought that he was going to have a debate with Ying Cheng, like he had with Ying Zheng in Zhangtai Palace-quoting scriptures, whipping into it, and supporting it with things.

I didn't expect to bump into Ying Chengcheng's bar-raising question.

Uncle asked like this, is it like his father, questioning the authenticity of the ancient prosperous times?

"No, but this is recorded in the History of Zhou."

"Who wrote the History of Zhou? How can you be sure that he actually wrote the History of Zhou? Even if he did write the History of Zhou, how can you be sure that he is telling the real history? He can't lie to you? Even if he didn't lie to you, then he wouldn't have been deceived by those in power? Could it be that what he thinks is real history is not real history? ”

One after another, Ying Fusu's brain was overloaded, and Ying Fusu said authentically: "Uncle doesn't believe in "History of Zhou", and he also believes in "Bamboo Book Chronicle" like his father?"

"Who wrote the Bamboo Book Chronicle? How can you be sure that he actually wrote the Bamboo Book Chronicle? Even if he did write the Bamboo Book Chronicle, how can you be sure that he is telling the real history? Can't he lie to you? ”

"Even if he hadn't lied to you, then he wouldn't have been deceived by those in power? Could it be that what he thinks is real history is not real history? ”

Ying Chengsu once again issued a rhetorical question, and Ying Fusu was stunned.

Uncle doesn't believe in "History of Zhou" or "Bamboo Book Chronicle", so what does uncle believe?

"Say, why didn't you say it?" Ying Cheng sneered.

Ying Fusu: Uncle, you don't believe anything, what else do you want me to say?

After holding it for a long time, Ying Fusu squeezed out a few words sullenly: "Uncle is like this, Fusu really can't speak."

"Don't you think I'm unreasonable? Nothing to say to people like me? ”

Ying Fusu thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it, and he didn't nod his head - he couldn't be rude to the elders.

"The thinking of the princes and the doctrine of a hundred schools of thought can be spread all over the world and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. At the end of the day, it's all built on the foundation of what all beings believe. If I doubt everything, then whether it is Confucius or Shang Jun, how can they know me? ”

Ying Fusu was still confused, he could understand everything Ying Cheng Chan said, but he couldn't understand what Ying Cheng Chan wanted to express behind it.

"Uncle denies the sons, does he want to re-establish a doctrine?"

"I don't just deny the sons, I deny everything. Why is the day high in the sky called 'day', I prefer to call it 'moon'! Why is the night hanging in the starry sky called 'moon', I prefer to call it 'day'! Huh? Thou shalt say, no! Then tell me why not! These four extremes and eight wildernesses, the universe, what truth can be remembered that cannot be questioned? ”

The sun and the moon are reversed!

If it is said that what Ying Chengcheng said before, it is still within the scope of Ying Fusu's understanding.

When Ying Chengsu said that the sun is the moon and the moon is the day, Ying Fusu will understand completely - his uncle is crazy.

Heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, and the code of ethics are constant, this is the iron law rooted in the bottom of everyone's heart in this era.

The first emperor, who was eloquent and strategic, also tacitly admitted when he was criticized by the ministers for imprisoning the queen mother as unfilial piety.

The name of the sun and the moon is more than filial piety, which cannot be questioned.

"Uncle, be safe." Ying Fusu helped Ying Chengsu to sit on the soft couch, and then shouted loudly: "Someone! Hurry up and ask for the doctor's order! ”

"Wait!"

Ying Cheng took Ying Fusu's hand and said meaningfully: "I question the historical records, the sons, the sun and the moon, and everything, in your eyes, it is a manifestation of madness. What about you? You regard Kong Zhongni as a sage, follow Confucianism as a guideline, and trust him completely. Can you know that when the moon is up, it loses, and when the water is full, it overflows? It's also taken to the extreme, what's the difference between you and me?! ”

“…… What is the difference between me and my uncle? ”

Ying Fusu muttered to herself, as if she had been struck by lightning.