Chapter 283: The King is Assassinated in the Confucius Temple

Throughout history, there have always been a few scholars with "integrity" in every era. The so-called integrity means not being shaken by money and wealth, not being tempted by high positions and generous salaries, and only sticking to one's own inner principles.

But the vast majority of scholars are spineless.

Thousands of bushels of grain, a golden house, a beautiful wife, a high position and generous salary, how many people can resist the temptation?
Even if they managed to withstand it, who could stand the test of “establishing a mind for heaven and earth, establishing a destiny for the people, carrying on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages, and creating peace for all generations”?
Even Zong Ze, an old cadre, surrendered.

Not to mention other readers.

Now it is the Song Dynasty, and the system of imperial examinations has become extremely perfect. It is not difficult to recruit a group of obedient and qualified civil servants in Shandong.

As for corruption, bribery and idleness, it is very easy to solve this problem.

In one word: "kill". If someone kills people like Zhu Yuanzhang did, naturally no one would dare to be greedy.

The group of monsters and demons in Liangshan can be intimidated. As long as you grab the guns, you can have the final say in everything.

Soon, we arrived at the Confucius Temple.

From afar, you can see an ancient and vicissitudes of life building complex. This is the Confucius School that has stood on the land of Shandong and prospered for thousands of years.

Led by Kong Duanyou, a group of hundreds of Qufu scholars stood in front of the official road paved with loess. Surrounded by the ferocious army and threatened with bloody weapons, they watched from afar, trembling with fear as the young King of Wei, Cao Jie, rode his horse towards them, and waited eagerly.

In fact, the Kong family in the Northern Song Dynasty still had some backbone.

More than a decade later, the Jin people destroyed the Northern Song Dynasty, and later the Mongols destroyed the Jin Dynasty. It was no longer certain whether the bloodline of the Kong family in Qufu was that of Confucius. At least the genes showed that some generations might have been cuckolded.

No one wants to try to see whether your knife is sharper or my neck is harder. Throughout the five thousand years from ancient times to the present, there have been several Fang Xiaoru.

Especially the aristocratic families, unless they are forced into a desperate situation, they will only compromise. This is their way of survival.

It is said that dynasties last for a hundred years and families last for a thousand years.

The Kong family has been in Qufu for more than a thousand years, and they have been the masters of Qufu throughout the dynasties.

Whether it is a Han dynasty or a Hu regime.

It is like this.

Before the arrival of the King of Wei, the personal guard Liu Tang led a team of knights armed to the teeth and stopped abruptly in front of Kong Duanyou and others. A pair of cold eyes shot out from the cold armor, and a gloomy and murderous aura blew in their faces, making their uneasy hearts tremble even more.

"I look up at you, and I intend to kill you!" Liu Tang shouted.

"..."

"We are all obedient people and would never dare to go against the Holy King. The general is right to remind us. It is us who are rude."

"Humph! If that's the case, why don't you kneel down to greet me?"

Kong Duanyou, as a scholar and Duke of Yansheng, naturally would not have the same views as these warriors. When a scholar meets a soldier, he cannot explain his reason clearly. He always had a smile on his face, lifted up his long gown, knelt on the ground with his whole body prostrated, and bowed:

"I am Kong Duanyou, the head of the Kong family, and the scholars of Qufu, and we are here to respectfully welcome the King of Wei!"

Of course, there were also some people who did not kneel, showing an attitude of "a scholar would rather die than be humiliated". The bones of scholars sometimes look soft, but at certain times they are harder than steel.

Cao Jie arrived on horseback and glanced over them. It must be said that this Duke Yansheng was very humble.

He jumped off his horse, reached out his hand to help Duke Yansheng up, and said with a fake smile: "Mr. Kong is the descendant of the most holy teacher. How can I, Cao Jie, be worthy of your great gift!"

"The King of Wei saved the people from disaster and misfortune. He is truly a sage king. I shall pay my respects to you with great ceremony and will not dare to violate the rules of propriety."

"I have only done what I should do. Let me pay my respects to Confucius first." "King Wei, please!"

Seeing that Cao Jie was very friendly and wanted to win him over, Kong Duanyou became calmer.

To be honest, Shandong was completely occupied in just over a month, which was terrifying. The army swept through, and it was said that half of Hebei had fallen into its pocket.

However, to maintain the country, it is not enough to rely on a group of bandits who fight and kill each other. Ultimately, scholars are still needed to govern the country.

If you want to win over scholars, you must give preferential treatment to our Kong family.

The Kong family has been able to stand for a thousand years without falling and its legacy continues. If they did not have some knowledge of how to run a family and deal with the world, they would have disappeared in the long river of history long ago.

Even if they were blessed by Confucius' legacy, it still depended on whether the Kong family would behave themselves. Otherwise, there would be many lawless people over the past thousand years. For example, the founding fathers all had their hands stained with blood. How could they not raise their butcher knives just for the false reputation of the Kong family?

In the final analysis, it is nothing more than that the Kong family knows the times and is beneficial to their governance.

In the Temple of Confucius and the Dacheng Hall, the statue of Confucius "wears the same crown and clothing as a king, with a crown with twelve tassels and a robe with nine chapters."

I wonder if Confucius would feel at peace in his grave if he enjoyed these imperial specifications.

During his lifetime, he put "etiquette" first.

When Cao Jie entered the Confucius Temple, he immediately felt a mysterious and vast power added to his body. It was a power unique to Confucianism that could block the supernatural powers of the God-Conceiving Realm.

That is to say, within the Confucius Temple, all practitioners in the God-Conceiving Realm will become ordinary people.

As for those who practice refining essence and nourishing qi, they will not be affected in the slightest.

Liu Tang searched the room roughly but found nothing unusual, so Cao Jie lit three incense sticks and placed them in front of Confucius.

Kong Duanyou was serving on the side.

At this moment, a tall and gloomy figure stood out on the huge sculpture of Confucius.

At first glance, the man looked very handsome, with a fair face and no beard, eight feet tall, and broad shoulders, a man of integrity.

However, with a little perception, one can discover that underneath this manly appearance there is an extremely feminine aura.

This kind of femininity is not manifested externally, but at a deeper level, such as true qi and soul.

At the critical moment, Cao Jie exhaled his true Qi and formed an outer force.

Although he had never practiced any Qi-nourishing techniques, the dual cultivation talent provided by Cao Zei was the purest Yang Qi.

Now, [Cao Zei] has reached level 6. He may still be a little far from controlling three thousand women and ascending to heaven in broad daylight, but in terms of nourishing Qi, Cao Jie is definitely not weaker than the ordinary Tiangang. He is only one small realm away from "Living Yama" and "Winged Tiger".

As this majestic masculine energy surged, the tall figure flashed like a ghost, and then stretched out a hand. The white hand like a woman's waved in front of Cao Jie, and silver light flickered between the slender jade hands.

What a vicious killing move!
Cao Jie's heart trembled, and the hairs on his arms stood up. He took a step back, as calmly as if he was taking a walk, and dodged the extremely poisonous silver needle.

"The eunuch in the palace?!"

Cao Jie did not insist and quickly retreated out of the hall.

Duke Yansheng Kong Duanyou, who was accompanying him, was completely numb.

There was only one thought left in his mind: It's over, the Kong family is going to be wiped out.

(End of this chapter)