He said melancholy: "Brother, you haven't seen the situation clearly yet. The nobles from the six countries arrived yesterday. After one day, I'm afraid the arrangements have been made. But the delay in taking action is not because of fear, but because of waiting.
They are waiting for Qin Luoheng to relax his vigilance, and there is only one place in the entire Kong where Qin Luoheng can relax his vigilance."
"The Tomb of the Ancestors!"
"The ancestor's tomb is one mile away from the city, and the family tomb covers a hundred acres. The tomb is ten paces from north to south, thirteen paces from east to west, and one foot and two feet high. In front of the tomb is a lingpi (lingpi) as the ancestral altar, six feet square and level with the ground.
, there is no ancestral hall, and there are hundreds of trees in the tomb, all of different species..."
"The mausoleum of our ancestors is the mausoleum of a saint. It has been enshrined by Confucianists for generations. It is widely known as a saint in Qilu. Although Qin Luoheng is a legal official, he has always been disrespectful to his ancestors in his words. Therefore, even if he wants to destroy the mausoleum of his ancestors, it will definitely be
They will worship first, and they need to be attentive when doing so. The tombs of the ancestors are large and easy to hide, and there are lush trees as cover. The nobles of the six countries can hide in them and miss them if they are not careful.
A sudden attack and killing turned the tomb of the ancestors into a place of killing."
"Even though I, Zixiang, know about it, I can't do anything about it."
"In a three-way competition, Confucianism is the weakest."
"The destruction of the tombs of our ancestors has been doomed. If I, a member of the Confucian sect, die in it again, no one will collect the bones of my ancestors in the future, let alone preach the knowledge of my ancestors. I, Zixiang, know that I am guilty, and I no longer expect forgiveness from my ancestors.
I only hope that Confucianism can be restored in the future and all the people of Qin and the nobles of the Six Kingdoms who destroyed the tombs of our ancestors will be convicted."
"Confucians are good at writing history."
"This incident will definitely go down in history."
"And those who participated in this matter will be infamed throughout the ages!"
"I, as a Confucian, will never forget this hatred!"
"Zixiang asks our ancestors to protect me, a disciple of Confucius, and to escape safely this time."
"Zixiang bows to the ancestors!!!"
Finished.
Zixiang bowed to the ground, kowtowed three times towards Confucius' mausoleum, then stood up and left resolutely.
He has decided to leave.
Zixiang knew very well that Lu County was now a place of right and wrong, and they could not participate at all. Even if the nobles of the six countries were defeated, there was still a way to escape, but his Confucianism had absolutely no way of escape.
The Confucian sect could only stay away from it for the time being, waiting for changes in the world.
But Zixiang's heart was still heavy.
It is not only heavy on the foresight that the tombs of our ancestors will be destroyed, but also heavy on the future of Confucianism. Now Confucianism has become a lost dog, with few shelters in the world, and the nobles of the six countries have shown their fangs.
, the nobles of the six countries still wanted to make excuses with them, but now that they have lost their reputation, they have become prey.
How sad!!!
However, Zixiang did not think that he was wrong.
The Qin Confucians were estranged and the Qin Confucians were indifferent to each other, which is why they came about naturally.
Even if Confucianism did not rebel against the Qin court and did not open private schools in the local area, it has long been obvious that Confucianism would be gradually cannibalized by Legalism as the world situation stabilized.
Rather than sit back and wait for death, he is more willing to give it a try.
only......
After all, the matter of private education was careless.
It's also too impatient.
As a result, he ended up in the miserable end he has now.
But as long as Confucius is still there, Confucianism will have a chance to make a comeback, and now the world is becoming more and more turbulent. After the nobles of the six countries fled Xianyang, their ability to stir up the world's situation has greatly increased, and the world is imminent.
The world is undecided.
Confucianism still has a chance to turn around.
...
Exit time (exit time).
The soldiers of the brigade, carrying iron poles on their shoulders, began to excavate the cemetery under Yang Wu's instructions.
The first thing to be demolished was the stone wall surrounding the mausoleum.
Qin Luoheng did not go to the front, but stayed in the woods outside Confucius' tomb. In fact, he had never made up his mind whether to really dig Confucius' tomb. He still respected Confucius.
But in the end, the order was given.
He stood in the woods where the trees could not be named, looking at the huge woods, there was some emotion in his eyes.
In ancient times, funerals were taken very seriously.
Especially Confucianism.
Confucianism advocates the rule of etiquette based on human ethics, and among the etiquette highly respected by Confucianism, the most important thing is the funeral, and even time, money, and lives are spent to complete the funeral.
He still remembered the description of Confucius' family in "Historical Records".
"Confucius was buried on Si in the north of Lu City. His disciples all served for three years. After three years of mourning, they left each other and wept. Everyone mourned again or stayed again. Only his disciple Ganlu was on the tomb, and all six
Years, and then go.”
When he first saw this sentence, he undoubtedly felt very touching.
Because the scholars of a school voluntarily spent time, money and life, all for their own beliefs, and had nothing to do with others, but in this era, Qin Luoheng sneered at this approach.
Confucians care too much about these red tapes.
Compared with other schools of thought, Confucianism seems too formal.
This kind of funeral is far different from other schools of thought that cherish time and life and work hard to serve society.
They are pragmatic like Zhuangzi, have a restrained burial like Mozi, and value the efficacy of life like the Legalist military strategists and other practical schools. These Confucian practices are all flashy and unrealistic, and they are just a waste of time and wasted years.
But that's why.
The tombs of other scholars have long been impossible to find, but the tomb of Confucius has grown day by day, and the trees have grown into a forest. Confucius has also been named a 'sage of learning' step by step from a normal scholar at the beginning, and he has also gained a lot of fame for it.
paid a lot of respect.
It's really shocking.
Qin Luoheng walked in this unique grove of trees of various colors.
In fact, he had heard about this area of trees for a long time. It is said that after the death of Confucius, Confucian disciples from various countries came to plant trees from their own countries, so the trees were mixed in color.
but.
Qin Luoheng didn't recognize what kind of tree these were, so he just stopped and looked at them for a few times, and then walked towards an avenue in the forest. This avenue led directly to the destination, and there were two simple stone bridges on both sides of the intersection.
The standards of Confucius's tomb can be described as extremely high.
at this time.
The soldiers who were digging discovered something.
Qin Luoheng heard the sound and walked over.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! More than a hundred volumes of classics were found in several demolished stone walls.
Qin Luoheng came closer and personally inspected the collection of books in these stone walls. He thought for a moment and said: "Register all these books as evidence of Confucianism's conviction. At the same time, send these books to Xianyang so that Xianyang can compare them. If there are any
Books that have not been included in Xianyang will be included directly; if they have been included, they will be handed over to Yushi Zhongcheng for processing."
Yang Wudao: "No."
Gu hesitated for a moment and said: "The subordinates do have different views on this. Our trip is to arrest Confucian scholars, but now no Confucian disciples have been seen. The subordinates believe that these books should indeed be registered, but at the same time
, then the stone wall should be built and the books should be hidden inside as before."
Yang Wu frowned and asked in confusion: "What does this mean?"
Qin Luoheng thought for a moment and understood Gu's intention.
Qin Luoheng said:
"It's not necessary."
"I know you want to use these books as bait to lure Confucian scholars to come and get them, but these books are illegal and should be burned. Besides, our actions are so big this time, the Confucian scholars may have been frightened.
How dare you come back to Kongli again in a short time?"
"Are we going to stay here for a long time?"
"In addition, these books are prohibited books and are placed here. If the soldiers are careless and let the books be taken away, wouldn't they be making a mistake?"
"The Confucian scholar did indeed escape."
"It's true that we haven't caught the Confucian scholar yet."
"But judging from the situation in Kongli last night, the Confucian scholars did not flee far. Most of them are still within the Lu County area. It's just that someone deliberately protected them and hid them. Don't be too hasty."
"Lu County has set up checkpoints in various places, now we just have to catch the turtle in the urn."
"Confucian scholars must be arrested, and books must also be confiscated!"
Hear the words.
Gu Ye nodded.
Yang Wu then showed a look of surprise.
At dusk.
A wide ramp has been opened at the entrance of the tomb, and the soldiers have already raised their torches on the ramp. Qin Luoheng strode to the entrance of the tomb, but when he was about to step in, he was stopped by Yang Wu.
Yang Wudao: "Shang Shuling, the situation in the tomb is unknown, and most of Confucius' tombs were added by later generations, so the conditions inside are unknown. Please ask Shangshu Ling to bring a sword into the tomb."
Qin Luoheng laughed and said:
"It has been hundreds of years since Confucius passed away, and he is revered as a saint. Is there any conspiracy inside?"
Yang Wu kept saying: "Shang Shuling, what you said is wrong. Confucius is indeed a dead saint, but his tomb was not like this from the beginning. Many of them were built by later generations. No one knows what the Kong people will do."
Whatever you do, it’s better to be cautious.”
Qin Luoheng was stubborn and could only nod in the end:
"That's fine."
"I will go in with my sword."
Although Qin Luoheng did not wait to enter first, Yang Wu went ahead. He took a torch from the soldiers and strode into the tomb passage. Qin Luoheng, Gu and others then walked down the ramp.
Enter the tomb passage.
Qin Luoheng frowned.
However, he quickly returned to normal without letting the surrounding people notice.
At the end of the tomb passage is a spacious loess hall. Several soldiers each hold a torch, which illuminates the hall brightly, and the scene inside can be seen at a glance.
I saw a coffin lying flat on a three-foot stone platform in the center. In front of the coffin is a clay servant of Confucius sitting on the table and reading a book. To the left of the clay servant is a long wooden couch with a coarse cloth curtain.
There is a straw mat in the tent, and on the right side of the mud servant is a long case with a tripod and a cup on the case, and a raw wooden wine barrel on the side of the case.
Directly in front of the clay servants is a chariot with a hood five or seven feet high. Behind the chariot is a bow and arrow stand, complete with bows and arrows. In the right corner of the earthen hall is a piano stand, and against the earthen wall is a large bamboo bookshelf filled with
The slips were made, and white cloth strips with writing on them were affixed to the slips.
Gu glanced at the bookshelf for a few times and said in a solemn voice: "There are quite a few books on this bookshelf, including "Book of Changes", "Poetry", "Spring and Autumn", "Shang Shu" and other books banned by the imperial court."
Qin Luoheng said: "The six arts in the tomb are complete, and Confucius is still the same person underground."
He patrolled the hall under the torch, his expression quite solemn.
Then he walked to the bookshelf.
Gu Dao said: "Confucius was a man of profound knowledge. He once added Wei's three masterpieces to the Book of Changes and edited the Spring and Autumn Annals. For this purpose, he exhausted his energy and collected folk poems. However, today's Confucianism has
Confucianism at the time of Confucius had already gone in the opposite direction, focusing only on self-interest and completely losing sight of the idea of benefiting the world."
Qin Luoheng frowned slightly.
He agreed very much with Gu's words.
Then he said: "Confucius was a great scholar. He worked hard all his life just to practice what he thought in his heart. As a younger generation, how can I dare to be rude to him? Everything in the tomb will continue to be preserved, and the books will also stay here."
"
the other side.
Yang Wu is not interested in books.
He went to the wooden wine barrel nearby.
While Qin Luoheng was looking at the books on the bookshelf, he took a slender wine spoon from the table, wiped it briefly with his clothes, then scooped out a spoonful of the aging wine in the wooden wine barrel, and drank it.
After finishing it, he sipped his wine and said with a smile: "Confucius is a person who knows how to enjoy, and the wine in this tomb is really good."
"Shang Shuling, come and try it."
Qin Luoheng looked at the dusty wooden wine barrel, but ultimately did not taste it.
He went to the couch, lifted up the curtain and sat on it. He touched the somewhat stiff bed and sighed: "Master's frugality is indeed worthwhile."
Then he took off the bow and arrow, pulled it hard, and couldn't help but show a touch of surprise in his eyes, saying: "The ancient books record that Confucius was eight feet tall and powerful. I originally thought it was a lie, but this hard bow is enough to prove what the ancient books recorded.
Not fake at all.”
Finished.
Qin Luoheng happily took an arrow and put it on the bowstring. He drew the bow to full length and fired. The arrow plume sank into the wall with a whooshing sound. The soldiers around him not only exclaimed in surprise and admiration when they saw this.
After looking around the tomb, Yang Wu's eyes were full of disappointment.
He finally looked at Confucius's coffin and said coldly: "Your Majesty, the descendants of Confucius have done evil and their sins cannot be forgiven. Now that we have dug the tomb here, do you want to open the coffin?"
Qin Luoheng frowned.
He ignored Yang Wu and remained silent.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Instead, he went to the clay servant, bowed deeply towards the clay servant and said: "Master, Qin Luoheng did not mean to offend, nor did he mean to disturb Master.
Qingmeng, it is true that the descendants of the Master have misbehaved, and the whole world has been outraged. Qin Luoheng said goodbye today, and returned to your mausoleum as it was yesterday."
"Master."
"Qin Luoheng said goodbye!"
Finished.
Qin Luoheng then walked towards the outside of the tomb.
At this moment, Yang Wu's voice suddenly came out.
"Shang Shu ordered us to come and have a look."
Qin Luoheng suddenly turned around when he heard the sound and saw Yang Wu holding a torch and pointing at the east wall, so he strode over and saw several rows of dark red characters written under the east wall.
"Qin Shuzi, He Qiangliang, opened my house, took my bed, stretched my bow, shot at the east wall, spit on my pulp for food, good and evil will be rewarded, Qin shall be destroyed!!!"
The soldiers all around were shocked.
For a moment, all eyes turned to Qin Luoheng.
Qin Luoheng's face remained as usual and he sneered: "It's ridiculous. Confucius himself said that he didn't talk about strange powers and deranged gods, but now he has these miraculous things written on the walls of his tomb. Is it possible that Confucius is also a duplicitous person?"
Gu angrily said: "There is no reason for this, it is simply nonsense."
Yang Wu even cursed loudly: "You are a thief, you always kill people before they die, but you still curse people. You are such a master, I will dig up your coffin right now."
While the surrounding people were filled with indignation, Qin Luoheng's eyes kept staring at the fonts on it. He stepped forward and touched the earthen wall with his hands, then gently scratched the writings with his nails, and said: "This is not what Confucius did. The writings are not done by Confucius."
The upper part is dry black, and the lower part is bright red. Under the thousand red characters is new cinnabar, and the dark red characters are fake."
Hear the words.
Gu's face changed slightly and he exclaimed:
"If the words are not originally in the tomb, it means someone has entered the tomb."
"No, there is a secret passage in the tomb!"
"careful!!!"
As soon as Ran Gu's words of caution came out, he saw large parts of the wall on the east wall began to fall off, and arrow branches with cold light were revealed in front of everyone, and then everyone heard the sound of whizzing arrows.