Chapter 9 Burning Books and Pit Confucianism, Heaven and Earth Cry Together!

Jiangnan Province, Gusu City.

Outside the city of Gusu, there is a mountain called Hanshan.

I don't know how many years ago, there was a temple on Hanshan, and the name of the temple was based on the mountain.

Hanshan Temple.

However, with the change of time, this temple no longer exists, Gangnam Province has been a place where literati and artists must come since ancient times, and now, only in the poems of the predecessors, you can still see the shadow of Hanshan Temple.

At the foot of the Cold Mountain.

At this time, the banner was in the sky, and the nine-zhang black dragon flag seemed to be alive, shocking the sky.

On the other side, there is the Vermilion Bird Banner, like a flame, burning the sky and boiling the sea!

One million 2,000 Great Vermilion Bird Heavenly Soldiers are stationed here.

Whereas.

As time passed, one after another the prisoner carts suppressed by the Great Vermilion Bird Heavenly Soldiers came to the foot of the Cold Mountain.

At this time, at the foot of the cold mountain, there has been a large pit of 900 zhang, and you can't see the bottom at a glance, like an abyss hell, choose people and devour!

"Who are you, and how dare you imprison my Confucian disciple?"

In the prisoner car.

A man dressed in the official robe of the Great Xia Dynasty shouted loudly.

Thinking that he was an official and a Confucian disciple, now, a group of people came into his house, didn't say anything, and tied him up, just like everyone else.

They themselves don't know what's going on.

"You soldiers and bandits! I am a Confucian and upright, and I will not forgive you!"

"I have tens of millions of Confucian disciples, I will definitely write down your banditry, hurry up and let us out!"

Those who spoke were all men in official robes.

Halfway up the cold mountain.

Shen Cangsheng looked at these people indifferently.

The Great Xia Dynasty gave them official positions and gave them money, but now, they do not mention their official positions, but rely on the identity of Confucian disciples.

It can be seen that the influence of Confucianism has surpassed that of the imperial court.

"This is Confucianism!"

Shen Cangsheng closed his eyes, inside and outside the court, there is absolutely no second voice, and in the current situation, Confucianism is this second voice.

Confucianism has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It is said that they uphold the Confucian way, but who of them really upholds the Confucian way?

Loyalty?

Now it seems that it is just lip service.

"They, each of them's crimes, are enough to behead them, but it is precisely because of the existence of Confucianism that the officials of Great Xia dare not move lightly, giant, can you tell this palace, why is this?"

Kong Rusheng was standing behind Shen Cangsheng at this time, and Shen Cangsheng looked at the Confucian disciples who were yelling below.

Asked.

When Kong Rusheng heard Shen Cangsheng's words, he couldn't answer for a while.

Shen Cangsheng said: "Because of you Confucianism, you Confucianism will punish the population at every turn, since ancient times, murderers, except for weapons, are the pens in the hands of literati!"

Shen Cangsheng continued: "The pen of the literati is sometimes more terrifying than the sword soldiers on the battlefield, they kill people invisibly!"

Shen Cangsheng took out a volume of copywriting from his robe.

Thrown into Kong Rusheng's face.

said: "It is recorded in this, but two or three, the Taoist of the Yellow River, the second grade of the official residence, is a member of the imperial court, and is ordered to control the floods of the Yellow River, but what about you Confucians?"

"For the sake of his own piece of land, he criticized and wrote, and forcibly smeared a second-grade official into a corrupt official, and finally committed suicide!"

Shen Cangsheng said: "This palace now feels that without you Confucian students in this world, it may be more clear. ”

Kong Rusheng looked at the deeds in the dossier, each one, each one.

He pleaded for the people's life, but the result was nothing more than his own selfish desires.

How ironic is this relative to the purpose of Confucianism?

In this.

Kong Rusheng took a deep breath.

Asked.

"So, the second prince was deliberately confused by the old man?"

The prince of the East Palace has such courage, Kong Rusheng does not believe that the second prince is a fool.

Shen Cangsheng said: "Second child, a fellow mother of the palace!"

Shen Cangsheng said.

"Then, the old man doesn't understand a little, the prince will definitely arouse public anger if he does this, I'm afraid that after this incident, no matter how the prince smears Confucianism, your reputation is destined to leave a legacy of infamy through the ages, and it will not be beneficial for you to ascend the throne in the future, but there is no benefit at all, this point, the old man can't understand. ”

"If the saint wants to eradicate Confucianism, he can only think about it, and now he can only be moral, and you are the prince. ”

"However, is it worth it to take the throne and die with Confucianism?"

One side is the position of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and the other is Confucianism.

This should be a good choice, right?

The sky and the earth are big, can there be a ninety-five magnity?

Could it be that getting rid of Confucianism can allow Shen Cangsheng to exchange the throne?

Kong Rusheng has no doubt about whether Shen Cangsheng can ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Throne, not to mention that the crown prince has been established, Shen Cangsheng's achievements over the years are enough to support him in the whole world.

But now, Shen Cangsheng's approach is obviously unwise.

Even stupid.

Shen Cangsheng said heroically: "The Shen family, not the only one in this palace, other people can also provoke these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!"

Shen Cangsheng didn't know that after today, he was destined to leave a reputation for eternity!

Even in the history books in the future, this day cannot be avoided!

Kong Rusheng sighed.

"I'm not as good as you!"

After saying that, he jumped forward.

"Prince Shen, the old man is watching you leave an infamy through the ages!"

Shen Cangsheng nodded at the Burning Immortal.

The Burning Immortal suddenly knelt down.

"Your Highness, in fact, you can not use your name, your subordinates are willing to bear it!"

Li Burning Immortal said.

Shen Cangsheng stroked his hand and smiled bitterly.

"However, if it weren't for the main palace, no one else could afford it!"

Yes, this infamy through the ages is not something that anyone can bear, and if it is inherited by the Burning Immortals today, it will definitely not survive tomorrow.

"But ......"

The Burning Immortal still wants to say more.

Shen Cangsheng interrupted him and said, "This palace is reluctant to bring them back because of this, Burning Immortals, this palace has already been prepared, don't say more!"

The Burning Immortal got up and stepped out.

Shouted loudly.

"The prince has an order, a disciple of Confucianism, all of them...... Buried alive!"

The words of the Burning Immortal fell.

The Confucian disciples in the prison car below began to panic.

"Your Highness, don't! I'm a court official!"

"Your Highness, don't!"

As the sound spreads.

"Demon, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!"

"You don't deserve to be a prince!"

Boom!!!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth darkened, and thunderbolts were visible to the naked eye, tearing the sky.

Like, damned!

When those Confucian disciples saw this, they immediately burst out laughing.

"See, God is warning you, and you won't let us out?"

"Haha, if you insist, you will definitely suffer from the thunder of the sky, and you will never be able to live forever!"

Shen Cangsheng shouted.

"Buried!"

Countless Confucian disciples were pushed into the pit, and countless people fell to death and were crushed to death.

After everyone is pushed in.

At the foot of the Cold Mountain, countless Confucian classics, along with Confucian disciples, were on fire!

Rumble!!!

The thunder seemed to penetrate the earth.

Even, the cold mountain shook.

Heavy rain poured down like ...... Blood!