"Young Master!" When the guards of the Ancestral Temple Order saw Jin Yao coming out, they also hurriedly saluted, but they still stopped the group of about twenty Confucian scholars outside the door to prevent them from rushing into the Young Master.
"What's going on?" Jin Yao asked knowingly.
"This group of Confucian scholars wanted to ask to see the Young Master, but this is the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and non-clan ministers are not allowed to enter, so we stopped them." The captain of the guard lowered his head and said.
"Well done!" Jin Yao nodded, patted the captain of the guard on the shoulder, and then walked from him toward the door.
"Young Master, Young Master, Young Master is out!" A group of Confucian scholars shouted loudly when they saw Jin Yao coming out, as if they had won a victory, and the Young Master was forced to come to see them.
But in front of the guards, he was very arrogant, but in front of Jin Yao, he was submissive. He pretended to adjust his clothes and bowed towards Jin Yao like a student.
"The noise in front of the imperial temple of other countries disturbs the ancestors of the clan. Is this what Confucianism teaches you?" Jin Yao asked coldly.
"Students know they are rude, but they have to come!" the leader, a Confucian scholar, said pretending to be sad.
"Since you know how rude you still dare to do this, do you think that in front of the ancestors of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, I don't dare to kill you and others?" Jin Yao looked up, and the Confucian scholars below felt two wars.
It was a cold gaze, full of murderous intent, and Jin Yao came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He was full of murderous intent. How could a group of Confucian scholars who only read the Four Books and Five Classics have ever seen this before?
Therefore, under Jin Yao's intense gaze, he was somewhat speechless.
"Next time, captain of the guards, kill them all!" Jin Yao shouted in a low voice.
"Here!" The captain of the guard nodded. This group of people has been here many times in the past few years. He relied on his status as a scholar and did not take them seriously. However, in front of the Ancestral Temple, people were not allowed to kill people, and behind this group of people were
There are countless relationships that they can't take care of, so they can only endure the nausea and disgust themselves.
Now someone finally spoke up and told them that they could be killed, but they all had evil eyes, sharpening their knives and looking at the group of Confucian scholars, looking back and forth among the Confucian scholars, as if looking for those who had disgusted them.
The Confucian scholars were even more timid, but they had no choice but to step forward and say, "Young Master, forgive me, I am waiting for this trip for the sake of your Majesty!"
"Say it, listen to me, if nothing disturbs my Great Qin Ancestor, don't blame me for my sword being bad!" Jin Yao took off the sword from his waist and sat on the steps in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, looking down coldly.
Confucian scholars.
"The country is governed by filial piety, and officials are promoted by filial piety, but...the king and the queen mother...therefore, we thought that the king should come to Yongcheng in person, please return to the queen mother, and reconcile!"
The Confucian scholars were chattering away, but Jin Yao was sitting on the steps and picking his ears. The simple meaning was to ask Ying Zheng to come to Yongcheng and invite the Queen Mother Zhao back to Xianyang.
"I heard you right. What you mean is that the king should not put the Queen Mother Zhao in Yongcheng and not be allowed to return to Xianyang. Instead, the King should invite the Queen Mother Zhao back to Xianyang, pay her respects in the morning, noon and evening, and serve her around?" Jin Yao spoke.
, asked as he looked at the Confucian scholars below.
The Confucian scholars nodded. Although Jin Yao's meaning was slightly different, the meaning was roughly the same.
"So, what you are saying is that the king is at fault?" Jin Yao looked at the Confucian scholars and asked again.
"That's not the case!" The Confucian scholars were not all fools, so they naturally understood the meaning of Jin Yao's words.
"Even if the Queen Mother has all kinds of faults, she is the king's biological mother after all. She has raised the king alone in the Zhao Kingdom for many years. This family relationship cannot be let go. Can't the grace of giving birth and raising the child offset other mistakes?"
The Confucian scholar continued.
"So you are saying that it is unfilial for the king to imprison the Queen Mother Zhao in Yongcheng?" Jin Yao looked at the Confucian scholars and said directly.
"No, what we mean is that the king please return the queen mother to Xianyang to renew the filial piety of Duke Zheng Zhuang and the Jiang family." The Confucian scholars explained again.
"Well, I understand. What you are saying is that the king is unfilial if he does not invite the Queen Mother Zhao back to Xianyang, so you are still saying that the king is unfilial!" Jin Yao pretended to understand and nodded.
"I understand what you mean. Chief of Guards, write down all their names and family backgrounds. The lone general will personally write a letter to reprimand Brother Wang for being unfilial and disrespectful!" Jin Yao looked at the Chief of Guards and said with a smile.
"Ah?" The Confucian scholars were shocked when they heard Jin Yao's words. They dared to make noises and beeps in front of the Ancestral Temple. This was for the Empress Dowager Zhao to see. Maybe they could become the next Changxinhou.
.
Even if you can't become a Marquis of Changxin, you can at least avoid more than ten years of detours.
But once their names are remembered by the King of Qin, the consequences will be unimaginable. Otherwise, Xianyang and Yongcheng are not far away, why would they not dare to make trouble in front of the palace.
"Remember, no one counts, and no one can be left behind. I want them to be famous all over the world, let the world know what filial piety is, and help them become the most filial scholars in our Great Qin!" Jin Yao continued.
"Here!" The captain of the guard decisively ordered the guards to surround the group of Confucian scholars, write down their names one by one, and write down their family backgrounds.
The Confucian scholars wanted to leave, but the guards did not give them this chance. Because Jin Yao was watching, they did not dare to leave. They could only write their names and family background on the paper the guards brought.
"I don't object if I want to imitate Uncle Ying Kao. Even if our Da Qin has a great talent like Uncle Ying Kao and such a filial son, it would be an honor for our Da Qin. However, if you don't have those two or three, don't imitate others and talk nonsense.
If you open your mouth randomly, someone will die!" Jin Yao said coldly.
"Go and check to see if any of them can be as filial as Uncle Yingkao and serve his parents!" Jin Yao handed the roster to a personal guard.
"Here!" The guard nodded.
"There is no need to check, they are not our scholars in the Qin Dynasty!" The Taimiao Ling finally appeared, looking at a group of Confucian scholars and said coldly.
"Shen Tuping, if I remember correctly, both of your parents are here, and you are under thirty. Why do you have a beard?" the Imperial Ancestral Miao Ling pointed at one of the scholars with a long beard and asked coldly.
Jin Yao also followed the gaze of the Imperial Ancestral Miao Ling. There is a saying that the hair and skin of the body are affected by the parents, so hair cannot be cut easily, but this does not mean the beard. The saying goes, the father does not grow a beard when he is alive, and the mother does not travel far away.
Therefore, when both parents are alive, unless they have a prestigious official position, they will not grow a beard or travel far away.
This group of people came from outside the Qin State. They obviously traveled far away, and there were not a few who had beards. It couldn't be because their father was gone, right?
"Awesome, you are strict with others and lenient with yourself. You are really good. It is a great honor for our Qin Dynasty to have scholars like you!" Jin Yao stood up and looked at the group of Confucian scholars indifferently.
I originally thought that one or two of these people really had Ying Zheng's interests in mind, but now I see that they are all a group of hypocrites who cannot do the utmost filial piety themselves, but ask others to do so!