Father can be an enemy country

Chapter 761 Yan Shenggong stands upright with his sword
As the solemn bells sounded from the Meridian Gate Tower, the right gate of Chang'an slowly opened.

When the two huge gold-nailed and red-lacquered doors slowly opened, and the officers and soldiers guarding the gates lined up, the civil servants took the lead in carrying the tablets of the Second Saints, and entered the "Humen" majestic and high-spirited.

When he was about to go to Chengtianmen, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe and an ugly face standing on the Wulong Bridge outside.

"Mr. Yansheng, have you returned to Beijing?!"

After seeing the man clearly, the civil servants were overjoyed and said hello one after another: "You have come just in time. Come and raise a placard for the saint!"

"Yes, with Yan Shenggong personally leading the charge, our watch will become famous!"

"Shut up!" Unexpectedly, Kong Xixue yelled at them, and then walked towards the ancestral tablet with duck steps. "I won't allow you to use the name of my ancestors to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors, or to deceive the emperor and ignore the superior!"

The civil servants seemed to be strangled by the neck, and the atmosphere of common hatred and hatred disappeared.

They were speechless as they watched Yan Shenggong walk up to them and then kneel down to the memorial tablet of King Wenxuan.

"Unfilial Sun Kejian is late, please forgive me!"

After bowing respectfully, he stood up and came forward with the help of his son, grabbed the huge tablet with both hands, and pulled it into his arms.

"Mr. Yan Shenggong, what are you doing?" Seeing that Mr. Yan Shenggong was trying to grab the tablet, the four officials couldn't help but subconsciously grasped the base of the tablet.

"Give me the tablet!" Yan Shenggong tugged angrily.

"No." The four of them quickly grabbed the base to prevent Yan Shenggong from taking the tablet.

"Let go! You can't touch my ancestor's tablet!" Yan Shenggong held the vertical tablet tightly and insisted on taking back his ancestor's tablet.

"Hold on, the saint is a Confucian saint!" The two sides started a tug of war.

Ordinarily, four against one, the advantage is mine.But before the four officials could exert any force, they heard a click and the saint's tablet was pulled into two halves.

Kong Xixue hugged the card and kept retreating. If his son hadn't held him up in time, he almost didn't fall to the ground.

The four officials grabbed the base, everyone was stunned, and there was a dead silence.

"Okay, you destroyed my ancestor's tablet and deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestor!" Kong Xixue reacted first and burst into tears: "My ancestors, my descendants are unfilial, let me die to apologize..."

The officials were so frightened that they turned pale and quickly stepped forward to give him the base.Seeing that Yanshenggong didn't answer, they started to plug it in again.

"Okay, okay." The four of them smiled and wiped away their sweat. "never mind……"

Before he finished speaking, there was a click and the base fell off again.

"Fuck..." Someone couldn't help but uttered a curse word. Although it was indecent, it also expressed everyone's feelings.

"You have deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors, you have deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors..." Duke Yan Sheng was still crying loudly, causing all the military officers to bend over with laughter.

Zheng Shangshu had no choice but to step forward and tell Kong Xi: "Don't be like this, Duke Yansheng. We are all for the survival of the Holy Religion and the status of Saint Kong."

"Yes, Duke Yan, Saint Kong's spirit in heaven will definitely agree with us!" Xu Duo also quickly agreed.

"That's nonsense. My ancestors have always talked about kings and ministers, and no one will use his name to force him into the palace!" Kong Xixue said categorically: "Unless you let my ancestors agree, no one can even think about it. His old man’s flag is being messed up!”

"This..." All the civil servants were speechless. Who can make Saint Kong speak?Then do we still need to carry out his tablet?

But even if you ask the gods to help you, you can't invite the sage Kong.

Because the child is silent, his strange power confuses his spirit. "So, you haven't asked my ancestor what he thought, so how can you dare to say that he will definitely agree?" Yan Shenggong asked loudly.

"Because we are here to protect the saints..." Zheng Jiucheng said.

"No, you are just using the guise of my ancestor to satisfy your own selfish interests." Kong Xixue said loudly: "Unless you kill me today, you will never take away my ancestor's tablet!"

He was not afraid of any violence from these civil servants. Once his identity was revealed, these Confucian scholars did not dare to lift a finger against him.Secondly, the brigade's men with swords and swords were at the Chengtian Gate behind him.

If the situation gets out of hand, they will immediately rush out to deal with these civil servants...

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At this time, the sound of whips sounded at the Meridian Gate.

Hu Weiyong, who was watching the excitement, coughed and said to the helpless civil servants:

"Hurry up, everyone. If you delay going to court, you will have to eat the imperial staff."

After saying that, he followed Cao Guogong and the military attachés to go ahead, leaving only the civil servants messy in the wind.

"What should we do?" All the civil servants looked at Zheng Butang.

"Alas..." Zheng Jiuzheng glanced at Yan Shenggong, and Kong Xixue quickly hugged the tablet tightly in his arms.

"Since Duke Yan Sheng doesn't agree, forget it." He sighed and said, "Let's just bring Ya Sheng's tablet to court."

"Oh, that's all we can do..." The civil servants nodded in resignation. They couldn't really take the Confucius tablet from Yan Shenggong's arms, right?

That's too abstract. Not only will it make people laugh in this world, it will definitely be infamy for eternity...

The civil servants had no choice but to carry Ya Sheng's tablet, pass Yan Sheng Gong, and continue towards Chengtian Gate.

Kong Xixue hugged the memorial tablet of his ancestors tightly, closing his eyes and not looking at the disappointed, disdainful or angry eyes of the civil servants.

It wasn't until the last official walked over and there was no one on the Waiwulong Bridge that he breathed a sigh of relief.

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On the tower of Fengtianmen, hundreds of warriors armed with knives and whips and wooden sticks were waiting for His Highness King Yan to give the order before rushing down to capture the people.

Seeing that the civil servants just gave up and only carried Mencius' memorial tablet into the city gate at their feet, the fourth child sighed in disappointment and said: "Why don't these cowards grab it by force?"

"They don't have the courage to cherish their own feathers." Lao Liu actually accompanied him and yawned: "Let me tell you, the old man is a thief. There is no need for us to mess around."

"Hey, you can't be careless." The fourth child shook his head and said, "Even if the Confucius tablet is blocked, the Mencius tablet will still be carried in."

As he said this, he couldn't hold back his smile and said, "Why don't you, my father, also find the descendants of Mencius? This way, each one of them can stop each other, which will save trouble."

But Lao Liu smiled faintly and said: "Fourth brother, do you think my father called Duke Yan back to save trouble?"

"Oh?" The fourth child's expression changed, and he smiled bitterly: "I'm too amateur in this area, so don't show off."

"Yes." Zhu Zhen nodded obediently and said directly: "The reason why Yanshenggong was so cooperative was not only because his father pinched his balls, but also because he knew that his father really wanted to protect his ancestors... After all, Sage Kong’s set of kings, kings and ministers cannot be thrown away.”

"Then what you are implying is that my father is going to take this opportunity to deal with Mencius?" The fourth child understood immediately.

"If you don't believe me, let's take a look." Zhu Zhen said with a confident smile.

ps. I’ve finished the outline and everything, and I’m exhausted.Adjustments will be made over the weekend and normal updates will resume next week.

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