Chapter 407: I'm a barbarian

Chapter 407: I'm a barbarian

  Chapter 407 I am also a barbarian

   "Except for the statue of Kong Zhongni, all other priests were thrown out."

   "Follow the order!"

   Seeing these people who killed thousands of swords, Qiu Ba not only did not hesitate at all, but even rushed into the main halls with a little excitement. The well-dressed old man hugged one of the people's calves, and was dragged by him for more than ten meters on the ground, wailing mournfully.

   "That's a saint! Don't you have the slightest fear? Aren't you afraid of being condemned by God?!"

  "Saint? I have lived in dire straits all my life, and I have never seen a saint come to save me? Only the king saved me from the fire and water. In my eyes, he is the only saint! Arise!"

  Kicked the old man away with one kick, the strong man turned his head and rushed into a large hall, crackling and smashing, the dull old man finally couldn't bear it, rolled his eyes, and fainted straight.

  Before he lost consciousness, there was only one thought in his mind.

  The sky has no eyes.

  The land of ancient civilization has been defiled by a group of vulgar and vulgar people. Confucianism is not clean!

  However, he didn't know that after the [Confucian Temple] was demolished, a certain lawless warrior would do more things that he liked to see.

  Leaving the [Confucian Temple], and taking the guards to the suburbs dozens of miles away from the city, a high wall stretching to the end of the line of sight suddenly stood up.

  At the entrance of the high wall, a woman saw Zhao Yinshun approaching from a distance, and she grabbed him and never let go.

  Before she rushed to the ancestral land of the Kong family in a hurry, but found that there was no one there. Qi Tong instantly realized that she had been tricked, and now she finally caught someone.

   "My lord, where have you been?"

   "To make a decision against the ancestors."

"ah?"

  Letting Qi Tong grab his arm, Zhao Yinshun showed an evil, charming and wild smile.jpg.

   "I stopped by to demolish the [Confucius Temple]."

"Um??!!"

   Taking a deep breath, Qi Tong let go of his hand as if dead, the luster in his eyes gradually dimmed.

   Absolute sacrifice is no worse than digging someone's ancestral grave...

  Tired, destroy it.

   "Hahaha, just kidding, how could I demolish [Confucius Temple]?"

   Seeing her like this, Zhao Yinshun patted her on the shoulder and laughed heartily.

   But before Qi Tong could be overjoyed, the young man changed his subject: "I didn't touch any of the houses, I just demolished a million statues, well, small demolition is not demolition..."

   With a stagnant heartbeat, Qi Tong asked with a hint of hope.

   "You really just removed a little statue? Do you think which sages are not worthy to enjoy sacrifices in [Confucius Temple]?"

  With your current status, as long as you don’t touch the tablets of saints like Mencius, Zeng Zi, and Yan Zi, it’s not too much to remove some philosophers...

   "That's not true, I just feel that they are too fancy. Confucian Temple, Confucian Temple, Confucius is enough!"

   "..."

   Feeling a lot of uneasiness in his heart, Qi Tong asked subconsciously.

   "What about the sages other than Zhongni?"

   "It's all demolished."

   "..."

  How about a little bit? !

  You have demolished 99%, leaving only a bare commander!

   "Don't worry, I have my own measure."

  Seeing Qi Tong's distraught and anxious look, Zhao Yinshun comforted him solemnly.

  However, it's okay if he doesn't comfort him, but when he comforts Qi Tong, he becomes even more numb.

  I can't bear your modesty!

   Didn't care about the unpredictable expression on her face, Zhao Yinshun looked at the huge plaque above his head [Sacred Forest], and raised the corners of his mouth excitedly.

  Compared to the [Shengyan Gongfu] hidden deep in the sanctuary, [Kong Lin] is truly rooted in the present world.

  It is the family cemetery of Confucius and his descendants, and it is collectively called "Three Kongs" together with Confucius Mansion and Confucius Temple.

  Different from the former two who are deeply bound to Confucianism, [Kong Lin] is more personal and more family-oriented rather than school-oriented.

   Walking into the vast cemetery, Zhao Yinshun looked around and muttered to himself in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

   "Zhong Ni, you don't want your fame to be ruined by these scum, do you?"

   "Besides, it's been so many years, and those who have the backbone have died out in several dynasty changes. It's not clear whether the remaining world-repairing things are your species..."

   "I guess you must really want to uncover the coffin and kill these dog traitors, don't worry, I will do it."

  唰

   At this moment, a hand grabbed the boy's wrist, causing him to pause slightly in his forward steps.

   "Your Majesty, there is no practical significance for you to do this. On the contrary, it will make the people of the world alienate you. Even if [Emperor Shi Huang] achieved the feat of unifying the world, he will bear an eternal infamy after his death... You..."

  Looking back at Qi Tong's concerned and worried eyes, Zhao Yinshun pondered for a few seconds, then smiled calmly.

   "Who said that there is no practical meaning, a country does not need a specific family to explain the national spirit, all we need is a symbol."

   "An abstract, conceptual symbol."

   "It's not a complex interest group, and it's not a so-called family of the eternal line."

  Hearing the words, Qi Tong's heart trembled, as if he understood something in a trance, the tightly clenched palms could not help but relax slowly.

   "The Tao, core, and spirit contained in this symbol are the essence of inheritance."

  “Confucianism can be a kind of learning, a kind of truth, and it cannot be a tool for the benefit of a few people whose power of interpretation is in the hands of a few people.”

   "So, the Kong family must die!"

   "Either, die from the spiritual level, or, die from the physical level..."

  Speaking of this, Zhao Yinshun broke away from Qi Tong's hand effortlessly, and looked far away at a not grand and inconspicuous tombstone in the distance.

  "The bodies of the sages have long been wiped out, only the immortal [Tao] remains in the world and has been integrated into the bone marrow of civilization."

  "I want to strip out the things that distort and pollute the national spirit, wash away the dross, and leave the positive, brave, kind, and intelligent parts."

   "During this process, I will not allow a family that is full of benevolence and morality and does bad things behind the scenes to distort and tamper with my will and pollute the genes of the entire civilization."

   "The right to define Confucianism and Taoism must not be influenced by any family."

   "Zhong Ni...Are you right?"

  Looking at the back of the young man staring at 【Tomb of Dacheng Supreme Sage Teacher】, whispering in distant whispers as if talking to the sage through eternity, Qi Tong's hair stood on end.

  She seemed to understand something, but she didn't dare to think about it.

   "As for infamy..."

   Speaking of this, the boy Youyou turned around, his dark pupils were full of sarcasm.

   "I'm a barbarian, and a vulgar warrior just does something that fits his status!"

   "..."

   "Besides, I'm not a short-lived ghost like [Emperor Shihuang] who has been infamous for thousands of years? Hehe, I allow them to curse for another two thousand years!"

   Looking at the lifespan of nearly three thousand years on the attribute panel, Zhao Yinshun sneered and curled his lips.

   "I just like the way they can't understand me and can't kill me."

   After finishing speaking, Zhao Yinshun snapped his fingers, and the eager soldiers behind him waved their shovels and roared excitedly.

   It's time to realize your dreams!

  Done! Bros!

   Until this time, the forest guard who was hiding in the distance and looking at his brain rushed out frantically, screaming to stop him.

   "Bold! What are you trying to do?!"

   But before he rushed in front of the soldiers, his body soared into the air uncontrollably, and was photographed in front of Zhao Yinshun by the invisible energy.

  Falling to the ground with a thud, the forest guard raised his head and looked up at the tall boy in white, his eyes filled with grief and indignation.

   "This place is the resting place of the sage, what does [Duke Zhen Guo] want to do?!"

  I thought he was here to worship Confucius. This kind of behavior is not unusual. Every conqueror who captured Luzhou in history would worship Confucius to demonstrate his justice and legitimacy.

  But never expected that this killer would be so mad!

  Seeing the wolf-like soldiers wielding shovels and constructing large-scale construction projects, the eyes of the forest guards were red.

  However, the boy ignored his questioning and smiled casually.

   "Since it is the resting place of the saint, a tomb of the saint is enough. I will clean up the rest of the **** for you. You are welcome."

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   Almost lost his breath, the forest guard's blood surged, and he no longer cared about fear, and stood up with red eyes.

   "[The Most Sacred Forest] has more than a million graves, all of which are descendants of the Confucian family.

   "That's a good relationship. Yesterday Zhong Ni gave me a dream, and wanted me to kill all of you nobles."

   "..."

  The breath was stuck in his chest and he couldn't get out of it. The forest guard was so angry that his three corpses exploded, smoke was coming out of his seven orifices, and he pointed tremblingly at the boy in white.

"you you you…"

   "What are you? Pointing at the Supreme Master, do you Kong family want to rebel?"

   "..."

  Excited blood rushed straight to Tianlinggai, the forest guard felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer in the back of his head, and he fainted from the anger.

   Beside him, Qi Tong looked at his limp and twitching body with pity, and let out a long sigh.

  The Confucian family is arrogant and domineering, domineering and violent. Today, meeting an even more arrogant, more domineering, more domineering, and more violent monarch, it can be regarded as a cycle of karma, and the retribution is not good...

  But after a brief gratification, Qi Tong looked at the cemetery that was gradually changing beyond recognition, and he still couldn't help but feel a deep worry in his heart.

   Now, the whole world is really going to be enemies...

  ……………

   "Brother Qu, didn't [Zhen Guogong] mutilate the people and slaughter Zhongliang? Why is the [Liuyin Fengguo] in your writing like a paradise?"

  In the spacious lobby of the restaurant, a group of rangers exchanged glasses. When the wine was getting hot, someone suddenly took out a travel book and asked loudly.

   "Hmph! I [Seven Heroes of Xiangzhou] saw it with my own eyes, can it be fake?"

  Before Qu Yangshuo opened his mouth, Yan Junyan, the impatient sixth brother, couldn't help rebutting, and the brothers and sisters around him immediately nodded to help.

   "That's right, then [Zhen Guogong] is not as cruel and unkind as the rumors say, on the contrary, he is very kind to the poor people. Where have you seen farmers who have no other burdens except the agricultural tax of 40 taxes?"

   "Forty tax one?!"

  The specific tax rate is the most convincing evidence, and everyone knows what an incredible number it is.

   "No more miscellaneous taxes?"

   "The officials who dared to share the tax burden privately were all hanged on the street lamps."

   "..."

   "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

   "I didn't expect Tangtang [Seven Heroes of Xiangzhou] to talk nonsense. How does he support the country with such a low agricultural tax? What does he rely on to maintain the army?!"

  Soon, there were drunken heroes who retorted loudly. Their outdated economic concepts were still in the era of small farmers where men farmed and women weaved, and they couldn't understand the rapidly changing world at all.

   "Screw farts of Nima, don't use your elm head to measure the geniuses in the world!"

   "If I tell you [Zhen Guogong] is even considering completely abolishing the agricultural tax, will your brain explode?"

   Yan Junyan, who had a bad temper, was the first to attack, and she just sprayed her head and face.

  The Arabian Nights-like news made everyone extremely surprised, but seeing the calm and composed expression of the Seven Heroes did not seem to be fake, the curiosity in their hearts was like a kitten scratching.

   "Abolish agricultural tax completely? Without tax, he can't even support officials!"

   "Hmph! [Liuyin Fengguo]'s tax revenue mainly depends on commercial tax!"

   "Only after a trip over there did I realize that the most profitable business in the world is business!"

   "Riding horses, I finally understand that I, Da Min, is rich all over the world, why I am so weak, it is because the group of insects in the court control business, compete with the country for profit, and **** the people's fat and people's ointment..."

   "Ahem! Sixth brother be careful!"

   Seeing Yan Junyan talking more and more vigorously, Qu Yangshuo quickly pushed him down.

   Talking about state affairs indiscriminately will be beheaded!

  However, the short words shocked everyone enough. A group of people pondered Yan Junyan's words, and their hearts became more curious about the [Liuyin Fengguo] with polarized reviews, and the subconscious disgust and disgust seemed to fade a little.

  But at this moment, a vigorous ranger rushed into the restaurant, shouting excitedly.

   "Brothers, something big happened!"

"What's wrong?"

   “[Duke Zhen] dug up the grave of the ancestors of the Kong family!”

   "????!"

  The noisy hotel lobby fell silent for a moment, and the huge impact made the group of people sober from alcohol.

   After a long time, Qu Yangshuo licked his lips and asked dryly.

   "The Kong family... is the Kong family I understand?"

   "Which Confucian family can exist in this world? South Zhang Bei Kong!"

   Without any explanation, he grabbed a glass of spirits from the banquet and swallowed it down. You Xia'er's face flushed immediately, and he danced with excitement.

   "Except for the tomb of [The Most Sacred Teacher], [Kong Lin] more than one million graves of the descendants of the Confucian family have been leveled. It is said that tens of thousands of troops have been mobilized just to shovel the graves!"

   "..."

   "Yes, there are more!"

"besides?!"

   "Haha, [Zhen Guogong] also removed all the sages in the [Confucian Temple] except Confucius, and sent an order to the world that only Confucius can be enshrined in the [Confucian Temple], otherwise it will be regarded as prostitution!"

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  All the people present gasped, horrified at the insanity of [Duke Zhen].

  The last one who was so against [Confucianism] had to be traced back to the [First Emperor] in ancient times!

  In the long history that followed, hundreds of [emperors] of all dynasties, no matter how tyrannical they were, would not dare to do such a cruel thing to [Confucianism].

   "Absurd, how dare a yellow-haired boy dare to sacrifice to a saint?! Who does he think he is? The emperor...uh..."

   Before the words fell, the speaker remembered the identity of the other party, and suddenly got stuck in embarrassment.

  【Zhen Guogong】...It seems that he really has this qualification...

   There will be another chapter later, but it may be too late, so please read it tomorrow.ヾ(ゞ)

  

  

  (end of this chapter)