Hearing the inquiry, Ran Fang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It's rare that there is someone in this prison who understands and knows the crux of the trouble right now!

Looking back, Ran Fang found that the person who asked the question was the Su Gongzi who had just been imprisoned.

I saw that Su Gongzi was staring at himself with burning eyes at this time, and his eyes were full of expectation.

"Please teach me, sir!"

After that, it's a big gift!

Ran Fang raised his head and glanced at Su Gongzi, where is he now?

This is Daqin!

Under the rule of Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of the ages!

If he said something wrong and reached the ears of Qin Shi Huang, with the strict laws of Great Qin, would he still have the possibility of living?

His most important purpose now is to save his life!

He still knows the truth that trouble comes from his mouth, so some things can be said, and some things can't be said casually.

"Childe's words are serious, I'm just a Confucian student, I don't know anything about this court, you asked the wrong person."

Hearing him say this, Su Gongzi's expression was a little anxious.

"This Confucian classic was written by the sages, and if it can be preserved, it will be a blessing for the Confucian sects in the world."

"Please also ask the gentleman to give me advice!"

Ran Fang insisted on what he thought in his heart, but he still shook his head, and said in a lazy tone, "Childe, don't bother talking, I don't understand anything." ”

Seeing him so insistent, Su Gongzi suddenly blessed his heart, and he made a big gift to Fusu.

He moved forward slightly, knelt on the ground and waved his hand at Ran Fang, and said, "Sir, don't worry, there are all Confucian students in this prison, and we will definitely keep silent about what Mr. says." ”

Seeing that Ran Fang didn't speak, Su Gongzi continued, "Don't hide it from Gongzi, before I went to prison, I heard that there were ministers in the court and the central government, and I advised Your Majesty to burn books to set an example." ”

"Now that I'm in this prison, I can't do anything for Confucianism, just brainstorming in my spare time, if I can really come up with a method, no outsiders will know, what scruples does Mr. have?"

"It's better to speak freely and have a good time."

Seeing that he was so serious, Ran Fang smiled.

In the past few days, he has been listening to these Confucian scholars chattering in prison, and suddenly hearing such logical words made him feel a little interested in his heart.

Maybe it's been a few days in this prison, so let's talk to him.

"In that case, then I will speak and solve the confusion in your heart."

Hearing Ran Fang say this, Su Gongzi immediately sat up straight and looked at him earnestly, for fear of missing any of Ran Fang's actions and words.

Seeing that he was so formal, Ran Fang was still a little unaccustomed to it, smiled dumbly, waved his hand and said, "Don't be so nervous, you and I should just be talking." ”

Na Su Gongzi shook his head and said seriously: "It's okay to be down, sir, please speak." ”

Seeing that he was still like this, Ran Fang didn't force it, and after a little hesitation, he said: "Only by following the way of heaven can you achieve something." ”

"If Confucianism wants to develop in the long run and preserve its own classics, the first thing is to follow the trend."

"Yes, if you want to preserve these books and block the mouth of the world, the only way to repair books can be the best policy."

Speaking of this, before Su Gongzi could speak, those Confucian scholars spoke first, and his tone was full of surprise and surprise.

"Repair books?"

"Repair books?"

Su Gongzi's expression was slightly stunned, it was the first time he heard this statement, there was some doubt in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to ask Ran Fang, "This book ...... How to fix it? ”

Ran Fang raised his eyebrows, looked at Su Gongzi's eyes, and said word by word, "Take its essence and remove its dross." ”

"Ran Fang, the Confucian classics are written by Confucian sages, and you actually call them dross, which is a big joke in the world!"

"What I said is that those classics are the painstaking works of the sages, how can you easily insult them?!"

At this moment, even Su Gongzi's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation.

"What a bunch of pedantics!"

"I think that at the beginning, the first saint Meng Ke only knew how to stick to the old techniques, but he was trapped in the Liang Song Dynasty for many years, is this what you call preaching?"

"Everything in this world lies in the word "change", is it correct to stick to the rules? ”

Ran Fang's successive questions made the Confucian students in this prison suddenly quiet, and his eyes were a little more dazed.

Su Gongzi sat there, looking at Ran Fang with burning eyes, there was a lot of admiration in his eyes, but seeing that Ran Fang didn't have the heart to speak anymore, he didn't ask. And Su Gongzi, who heard this, his eyes lit up suddenly at this moment!

Just silently considered in his heart, the connotation of Ran Fang's sentence "take the essence and remove the dross".

"This ......"

"If the book can really be revised, not only can this Confucian classic be preserved, but the ministers of the court must not dare to make any complaints."

After admiring Ran Fang, Su Gongzi couldn't wait to send the news out.

This matter should be passed on as soon as possible, otherwise it will change later.

When the jailer came to deliver dinner, Na Su Gongzi ate alone at the table, and when no one cared, he put his ear close to the jailer and said a few words.

Sure that no one in the prison saw it, he began to eat as if nothing had happened.

……

Inside the Xianyang Palace.

It was already late at night, and next to Yingzheng's desk, the scrolls were already piled up.

Zhao Gao, who was standing next to him, unfolded a scroll in his hand and respectfully placed it in front of Ying Zheng's table.

After just one glance, Ying Zheng's brows furrowed slightly.

"Admonition to burn books, today is the twelfth volume, right?"

Zhao Gao stood next to him, not sure what Ying Zheng was thinking, but thinking about Fusu who was imprisoned, Zhao Gao's mind couldn't help but move slightly.

If this matter can make His Majesty feel suspicious of Fusu, then wouldn't Hu Hai have a chance?

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao bowed and said very respectfully, "Your Majesty, Fusu Gongzi pleaded for Confucianism, and the courtiers were worried about the change in the collection of books, so they were a little anxious." ”

Hearing this, Ying Zheng's face was slightly gloomy.

Regarding Fusu, he originally had high hopes, but in the matter of confiscating books, not only was there constant confusion, but he was also influenced by Confucianism!

I don't want to relieve myself all day long, but I add chaos everywhere!

He wanted to see if he could come to his senses if he was locked up this time.

Just when Ying Zheng was pondering in his heart, a eunuch suddenly came to report outside the palace.

"Your Majesty, Gongzi Fusu has a good report."

Ying Zheng frowned: "What's the matter with the rebel?" ”

Zhao Gao, who was standing next to him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, thinking that this time Fusu was angry with His Majesty.

The person who came to report knelt on the ground, and the bamboo slip in his hand was raised above his head, "It is related to the collection of classics by the imperial court, please take a look at it!" ”