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Chapter 211 Emperor’s Way, King’s Way, Domineering(2/2)

On the high platform, a Confucian student was passionately.

"The holy way is based on benevolence, the king's way is based on law, and domineeringness seeks violence!"

"Although the overlord can suppress the world, and even if the king can understand the law and strengthen the country, he will eventually conquer people with his strength."

"Attacking the north and south sides, invading land, military merits and titles, strict criminal laws, clear laws and regulations, doctrines, do authority and orders, respect the king and the ministers, so they can annex the world and become a great country."

"However, in this way, you will easily develop a tyrannical heart for immediate profit."

All the Confucian scholars in the audience applauded and their faces were excited, and they agreed so much.

All the world needs is the way of saints.

As for the kingly way, go to hell!

"There is no relative in the world, and all human relations are lost. The ancestral temple is in danger of collapse, and the etiquette is in danger of collapse."

"When the empire should teach love and loyalty, and not take away the people, there is a kindness of magnanimity!"

On the high platform, the Confucian scholar spoke excitedly and waved his hands.

At this moment.

"fart!"

Ying Ziye came with Ren Yichen, Hou Qing and others in a mighty way.

"Who is so rampant?"

"Dare to refute?"

"Who is he?"

There were many discussions among the crowd.

All Confucian students looked at Ying Ziye, not knowing who he was.

On the platform, the man was even more flushed.

"Or the other way, if you change the elegant way, what he said just now is all nonsense!"

Ying Ziye spoke again, his face fading.

Treat a group of Confucian scholars as if nothing was left.

"this!"

"How can you say nonsense?"

"Brother, what you said is a bit too much!"

The Confucian scholars were angry, looked angry and spoke out indignantly.

But Ying Ziye didn't care about their anger at all.

What's the use of the anger of a group of ants?

"The way of respecting the saints and the way of being a tyrant is nonsense!"

Ying Ziye looked at the Confucian scholar on the high platform with disdain.

He led Ren Yichen to the platform and looked down at everyone under the platform.

In an instant, everyone's eyes gathered.

"Who are you?!"

On the high platform, Confucian scholar Zhou Anle looked at Ying Ziye angrily and asked sternly: "You dare to speak wildly here, you are very vulgar!"

"Yes, who are you?"

Under the high platform, a group of Confucian scholars shouted.

"This is His Highness, the Eighth Prince of the Great Qin Empire!"

At this time, the old Confucian man who had just guarded the door followed and spoke up.

At the same time, he looked at the Confucian students and angrily scolded: "You all have no distinction between high and low, but you dare to speak rudely and contradict the Eighth Prince!"

"What?"

The Confucian scholars were stunned, and Zhou Anle was also stunned, and instantly stopped.

The Eighth Master, I can’t provoke you!

at the same time.

Ying Ziye reached out to attract Ren Yichen and smiled faintly: "If you have anything you want to say, you can speak freely, and you don't have to worry about being beaten out by them."

"promise!"

Ren Yichen bowed and responded.

"Eighth Master, you can talk about the debates in a clear way. You can participate in the debate."

"But not everyone can speak."

Zhou Anle looked at Ren Yichen wearing a commoner and a poor and poor man and said contemptuously.

"That's right, he is a common man, what qualifications are there to talk about and debate!"

Under the platform, many Confucian scholars supported each other.

bass!

Ying Ziye was unsheathed with a sword.

The sword light flashed, and Zhou Anle's robe instantly shattered into strips of cloth, and his clothes were ragged.

"Young Master, you are this!"

Zhou Anle looked panicked and hurriedly covered her body.

"If you talk about yours, no one will let you speak, I will let him speak!"

Ying Ziye didn't even look at Zhou Anle, and said lightly.

The voice was filled with coldness.
Chapter completed!
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