My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

Chapter 37: Being fooled and completely defeating Fusu!
Yingfusu bedroom, Dazheng Palace.

At Ying Chengxu's request, Ying Fusu invited out all the eunuchs and court ladies.

The fat in the palace lantern was beeping when it was burned by the candle.

Ying Chengxi sat on Ying Fusu's bed, crossed his legs, folded his arms and looked at Ying Fusu with a sneer.

Ying Fusu felt very uncomfortable, straightened his clothes, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Uncle."

"I don't dare to be your uncle." Ying Chengxu's tone was extremely bad: "How can I, Ying Chengxu, dare to be your uncle, Ying Fusu, Ying Dasheng?"

Ying Fusu looked ashamed, and said, "Uncle, don't laugh at Fusu, what kind of saint is Fusu?"

Ying Chengxun 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 have a mad disease?! You must go to provoke the emperor!"

Ying Chengxi slapped and said repeatedly, and slapped more than ten times in a row angrily.

During this period, Ying Fusu did not dodge or dodge, accepted all slaps from Ying Chengxiu, and listened to all reprimands from Ying Chengxuan.

Until Ying Chengyu stopped.

Only then did Ying Fusu apologize and said: "Uncle, don't be angry, if Fusu suffers from a disease due to Fusu's fault, Fusu Wan will die."

This one again?Have the courage to admit mistakes and never change?
Ying Chengyu's anger came up again just after going down, "I tell you, don't give me such a dead look! Otherwise, I will go to persuade the emperor now, and immediately bury 70 people under the Dazheng Palace!"

"..."

Seeing that Ying Fusu was intimidated, Ying Chengxun sat down on the bed covered with beautiful brocade again, and raised his legs.

"After Gai Nie left, tell me what you and your brother said and did in Zhangtai Palace."

Only by fully understanding the facts can we solve the problem.

Ying Fusu didn't add any embellishments, and told the story completely according to the facts.

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

"How did you conquer yourself?"

"Self strategy?" Ying Fusu didn't know what Ying Chengxun was talking about, but he was not surprised either.

Ever since Ying Fusu could remember, some weird words always seemed to come out of his uncle's mouth.

Ying Chengxun said patiently: "At the court meeting, you were extremely disappointed in Confucianism, and you fainted in a panic. Why did you get into the horns of Confucianism again in a blink of an eye, but what did someone say to you?"

Let me know who is instigating my eldest nephew, and let the hidden guards kill him in the middle of the night!
"No one talks to Fusu." Ying Fusu shook his head, then looked at Ying Chengxu eagerly, and said, "It's none other than you, Uncle, who made Fusu change!"

Can this guy hear me?Want me to kill myself?

"Guan is a public fart!"

"Uncle, this kind of market slang is indecent, so it's better not to say it."

"Naigong is happy! Don't take Naigong along with you bragging! Hurry up and tell the truth what's going on!"

Ying Fusu didn't know much about the sentence in the middle of Ying Chengyu, 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 only Dr. Fu to speak for Confucius. These Confucian scholars who have read Confucianism can't practice Confucius' thoughts. Fusu was already extremely disappointed, thinking that the Confucianist talk of benevolent governance was just a delusion. But Fusu was lying on the bed and suddenly thought of Uncle."

"Although my uncle doesn't study much and doesn't like to give gifts, the family has a very happy and harmonious atmosphere. Everyone is smiling, and their behavior doesn't have the fear of other Qin people. They also love and respect uncle more than reverence. It's Datong!"

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

"Uncle, a person who has not read a few books, can achieve great unity at home! As long as the father governs the country with benevolence and amnesties to the world, he will surely make the whole country of Qin look like uncle's family!"

Ying Chengxuan's face darkened as he heard it.

How many books have you not read?

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

Write all the knowledge I know on the bamboo slips, let alone five carts, five hundred carts will not fit.

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

In the state of Qin, which is extremely lacking in entertainment methods, all the ancient books of the state of Qin have been searched long ago.

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

"In that case, uncle really missed you." Ying Cheng said with a half-smile.

Ying Fusu seemed completely unaware of Ying Chengxu's irony, and said with longing eyes, "Although uncle doesn't congratulate me, he is a fellow of my kind. Please meet my father with me and persuade him."

"I told you! Don't take me with you, bragging!" Ying Chengxue lifted Ying Fusu's collar and interrupted viciously.

"Uncle, what is this?"

"To shut up!"

Ying Chengxi interrupted Ying Fusu again, and stared into Ying Fusu's eyes.

"You have ideals, you want to save the world, there's nothing wrong with that. But you can't fill the world with only Confucian cakes, understand?"

"The Duke of Zhou made the Zhou rituals, the world is prosperous, people's hearts are happy and kind, the grain is plentiful, and everything is in order..."

No, my eldest nephew is familiar with Confucian classics, and Confucianism is logically consistent in this era.Relying on theory alone, I will never be able to convince my eldest nephew who completely believes in Confucianism, I need to think of other ways.

Ying Chengxuan thought for a moment, and decided to fight poison with poison. Since you completely trust me, then I have complete doubts. Use magic to defeat magic!
"How do you know? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Ying Fusu was startled.

He originally thought that he would have a debate with Ying Chengyu, just like he had a debate with Ying Zheng in Zhangtai Palace-quoting scriptures, penetrating into it, and using evidence as evidence.

I didn't expect to run into Ying Chengxi's arrogant questioning.

Uncle asking this question, is he questioning the authenticity of the ancient prosperity like his father?
"No, but this is recorded in the "History of Zhou"."

"Who wrote "History of Zhou"? How can you be sure that he really wrote "History of Zhou"? Even if he did write "History of Zhou", how can you be sure that what he described is the real history? He can't lie to you? Even if he didn't lie to you, wouldn't he be deceived by those in power? Could it be that the real history he thought was not the real history?"

Asking one after another, Ying Fusu's brain was overloaded, and Ying Fusu said in a nasty way: "Uncle doesn't believe in "History of Zhou", but does he believe in "Bamboo Book Chronicles" like Father Emperor?"

"Who wrote "Bamboo Book Chronicle"? How can you be sure that he really wrote "Bamboo Book Chronicle"? Even if he really wrote "Bamboo Book Chronicle", how can you be sure that what he described is the real history? He can't lie You?"

"Even if he didn't lie to you, wouldn't he be deceived by those in power? Could it be that the real history he thought was not the real history?"

Ying Chengxun once again uttered a barrage of rhetorical questions, and Ying Fusu was dumbfounded by the question.

Uncle doesn't believe in "History of Zhou" or "Bamboo Book Chronicles", so what does uncle believe in?
"Say it, why didn't you say it?" Ying Chengxu sneered.

Ying Fusu: Uncle, you don't believe in anything, what should I say?
After holding back for a long time, Ying Fusu squeezed out a few words: "Uncle is like this, Fusu really can't say anything."

"Do you think I'm unreasonable? Have nothing to say to people like me?"

That's what Ying Fusu thought in his heart, but he didn't say it out, nor nodded—you can't be rude to the elders.

"The thinking of the philosophers and the theories of a hundred schools of thought can be spread all over the world and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In the final analysis, they are all based on the belief of all living beings. If I doubt everything, then whether it is Confucius or Shang Jun, they What does knowledge add to me?"

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

"Uncle negates the scholars, is he trying to establish a theory?"

"I don't just deny the philosophers, I deny everything. Why is the day hanging high in the sky called the 'sun', but I want to call it the 'moon'! Why is the night hanging in the starry sky called the 'moon', but I want to call it the 'sun'! Is it possible? If you want to say no! Then tell me why not! In the four poles, the universe, and the universe, is there any truth that cannot be questioned?"

The sun and the moon are reversed!
If what Ying Chengxun said earlier, it is still within the scope of Ying Fusu's understanding.

When Ying Chengxi said that the sun is the moon, and the moon is the sun, Ying Fusu understood it completely—his uncle went crazy.

The world, the sun, the moon, and the code of ethics are commonplace. This is the iron law rooted in the bottom of everyone's heart in this era.

When the talented and generous Emperor Shihuang was criticized by his officials for imprisoning the Empress Dowager as an act of unfilial piety, he also silently agreed.

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

"Silence, Uncle." Ying Fusu supported Ying Chengxun to sit on the soft couch, and then shouted loudly: "Come here! Please order the imperial physician!"

"Wait a minute!"

Ying Chengxun took Ying Fusu's hand and said meaningfully: "I question the historical records, the scholars, the sun and the moon, and everything else. In your eyes, it is a manifestation of madness. What about you? You take the example of Kong Zhongni As a sage, I regard Confucianism as my standard and trust it completely. Can you know that when the moon is full, it will lose, and when the water is full, it will overflow? It is also going to extremes, what is the difference between you and me?!"

"...What's the difference between me and my uncle?"

Ying Fusu muttered to himself, as if struck by lightning.

(End of this chapter)