Reflect the world

Chapter 99 Tempest
"Notify Confucianism that I'm going to visit."

"Yes, son!"

The servants have left respectfully, and the Qin army stationed nearby has also begun to deploy defenses outside Xiaoshengxian Village.

Everyone attaches great importance to the safety of the future heirs of the empire.

Zhang Han didn't know where he was hiding, just like the name of the shadow guard, he was always in the shadows.

By Fusu's side, there is only Li Si, the prime minister of Qin, who has a very different political view from him.

At this moment, Fusu didn't want to communicate with Li Si.

It is extremely rare for the two of them to be able to maintain this kind of harmony on the face, and it is considered as helping Su to pass the test.

"Has Master Xiaomeng arrived?"

"Young master, not yet. Grandmaster's whereabouts are elusive. What can be determined is that he has already left. Where exactly is it? We have no way to judge."

Qin Jun, who reported it, was trembling, for fear that Fusu would not be satisfied with the answer.

Fusu just bowed to his hands and didn't care much.

I don't know whether it was the rush of horses and horses all the way, or the assassination after arriving in Songhai that made him mentally and mentally exhausted. He looked a little haggard, but the moment he got off the car, he cheered up again. From the appearance, he was full of energy. High morale.

As the son of Fusu who is always gentle and jade-like, the national power of the empire is in full swing. As the eldest son who is most likely to inherit the great line in the future, Fusu must maintain his demeanor in front of outsiders anytime and anywhere.

At the same time, it also made everyone aware of his majesty, and he couldn't show any weak side, which would definitely make countless people rush at him crazily.

"Congratulations, son!"

Confucianism has already prepared the most solemn etiquette. All the Confucian disciples kneel respectfully in front of Fusu. The leader is the real ruler of Confucianism.

Behind him, Fu Nian, Yan Lu, and Zhang Liang also saluted respectfully.

And behind the four of them, a large number of Confucian disciples were well-groomed and solemn, and they were holding a complicated welcoming ceremony, which was the etiquette for welcoming princes passed down from the Zhou Dynasty.

The etiquette is cumbersome and detailed, with a sense of ritual.

Fusu is not surprised, this is the most famous aspect of Confucianism - etiquette.

Li Si's face was serious, with a hint of amusement.

The last time he came to Confucianism, Confucianism was not so mobilizing teachers and mobilizing people. Even his teacher shut him down and refused to recognize his identity as a disciple.

Although he didn't want to make a comparison, this huge gap was still starkly displayed in front of him.

"Confucianism will not be happy in the future."

Li Si has never been a broad-minded person, but at this moment, he showed a strange smile.

It's just that the many Confucian disciples who bowed and bowed are destined not to see it.

Fusu glanced at the many disciples of Confucianism, and walked into the gate of Confucianism without saying a word.

I don't know whether it's praise or sarcasm: "The Confucian etiquette really has the ancient style of the Spring and Autumn Period. It can't help but remind people of the Spring and Autumn Period. It makes people feel fascinated."

"My lord is laughing. Most of the Confucian etiquette was passed down from the Emperor Zhou. It has been adhered to for so many years and has never changed."

Fu Nian sternly explained that this topic should have been explained by Xunzi, but this Confucian great Confucian who almost has the title of saint, after welcoming his son Fusu, used old age as an excuse, and now he didn't know where to go to enjoy himself .

Given his status, no one would say that he was rude, even the young master Fusu laughed it off, but only Fusu knew what was going on in his heart.

When the host and guest were seated, Fusu sat in the host seat and did his part. From the beginning to the end, he didn't have anything to say, but said with a cold face, "Have Mr. Fu Nian heard about Haiyue Xiaozhu's assassination?"

The three masters of Confucianism had different expressions, and Yan Lu's expression was flat, as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face, without any trace.

Zhang Liang felt a little anxious, clenched his hands hidden in his wide sleeves, and Fu Nian, who was facing Fusu's questioning, stroked his black beard, pondered for a moment before saying: "I have heard that the assassin's methods are appalling, how dare you?" It is a contempt for the laws of the empire to attack the young master."

"Such tyrannical people actually appear under the rule of the empire. It is really shocking and disturbing. They should be sentenced to death."

"Oh!"

Fusu's expression was still calm, and he said indifferently: "Those assassins were all caught by General Zhang Han."

"This is the luck of the empire!"

Fu Nian took it calmly, not knowing what son Fusu was trying to sell.

Zhang Liang firmly held the teacup in front of him. He had exchanged information with the Mo family, and he clearly knew the details of Haiyue Xiaozhu's assassination.

The Qin army that surrounded the entire Xiaoshengxianzhuang was not a fake. It was obvious that they not only guarded the young master Fusu, but also had other duties.

If it is true that Confucianism cannot dissatisfy Young Master Fusu in this dialogue, it is very likely that Confucianism will usher in a bloodbath.

"But I feel a little unlucky."

Fu Nian frowned, unable to answer the question, Young Master Fusu didn't intend to ask him to answer, and said to himself: "The assassins who assassinated me are all dead, and there is one absconding, whose life and death are unknown, and all clues are broken. gone."

"The assassin's arrogance is really arrogant."

Fu Nian already sensed something was wrong, but he didn't know where it was wrong, and looked at Yan Lu who was sitting next to him, still a little puzzled.

"It is indeed arrogant, and extremely vicious, and there is no flaw in his actions."

Fusu's voice became more and more severe and accelerated, which was an external manifestation of violent mood swings.

Zhang Liang's heart skipped a beat, knowing that a violent storm would follow.

"Fortunately, General Zhang Han under me is very capable, and he keenly found a flaw that is not a flaw..."

"I don't know why my son is talking about the dangers of soldiers and wars in this place of study?"

Zhang Liang took the initiative to intervene, trying to interrupt the rhythm.

"Presumptuous! You can't interrupt the young master's speech."

Li Si unceremoniously interrupted Zhang Liang, which was very rude in Confucian etiquette, and some of the Confucian disciples who accompanied him whispered, very dissatisfied.

If it wasn't Li Si who interrupted this sentence, they would even stand up and criticize on the spot.

Li Si also came from Confucianism, of course he knew the situation, and he was more familiar with Confucian etiquette.

Looking at this group of Confucian scholars who couldn't figure out the situation and were still obsessed with etiquette, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly curled up, it was a mocking smile.

"Death is imminent without knowing it."

With a laugh in his heart, he didn't even bother to reprimand these people.

Zhang Liang, who took the initiative to speak, and Yan Lu, who was a little anxious, made him take a high look. He is still talking to the young master, and Fu Nian, who wants to turn the situation around, is also taken in by him.

"These three people really can support the scene of Confucianism. They are all top figures, but after today, Confucianism may not necessarily be the original Confucianism."

(End of this chapter)