"No, there is nothing wrong with the saints and nothing wrong with Confucianism! It is an indisputable fact that the Zhou Dynasty has enjoyed eight hundred years of good fortune with Zhou Rites. All Fusu's words and deeds are well-targeted and fall into place. But his uncle's words and deeds are un-targeted.
Fight and fight. This is the difference between Fusu and his uncle."
Ying Fusu is sixteen years old this year. He was enlightened at the age of four, and his enlightenment reading was "The Analects of Confucius".
I have studied Confucianism for twelve years, including Mencius, Great Learning, Doctrine of the Mean, Book of Songs, Shangshu, Zhouli, Zhouyi, Spring and Autumn...
He had carefully read all the Confucian classics to ponder the true meaning, and had a profound attainment in Confucianism.
Ying Chengyu's words could lure him in and keep him trapped for a moment, but they couldn't make him abandon twelve years of Confucianism.
If Ying Fusu's ideas could be changed so easily, the First Emperor would have convinced him long ago in Zhangtai Palace.
People's patience is limited, and Ying Fusu tried to commit suicide again and again, which completely exhausted the patience of Ying Chengyu, who was already in a bad mood in Zhangtai Palace.
Ying Chengyu grabbed Ying Fusu's collar and said with a sneer: "If you and I were not uncles and nephews, I would have to send you to the county with my own hands! The ministers in the court are pretending to be confused, but you are really confused! The emperor's brother is called tiger wolf.
How come you, my lord, are such a holy bitch like you?"
Ying Fusu was still thinking about what "the Holy Mother Bitch" meant when his body was violently slapped by Ying Chengyu and pushed him down on the bed.
Even though there were three layers of silk and satin, his back still hurt from the fall. The pain on his chest when Ying Chenglong was pushed was several times greater than on his back, which made Ying Fusu sweat.
My uncle used no internal force in this slap, only physical strength. How could he be so powerful?
Among the people I know well, only Meng Tian can defeat his uncle.
But Meng Tian was a fierce general on the battlefield, and Ying Fusu was horrified.
He was particularly close to Ying Chengyu before and was willing to go to Chang'an Jun's Mansion not because he found anything unusual about his uncle.
The real reason is that besides the fact that Ying Chengyu is his biological uncle and has been very good to him since childhood.
The most important thing is that Ying Fusu believes that his uncle has achieved his ideal social environment in Chang'an Junfu, which is what Ying Fusu cares about most.
Except for the matter of managing the Chang'an Junfu, Ying Fusu actually did not recognize Ying Chengxuan's personal abilities.
To put it more bluntly, he didn't think his uncle had any abilities.
I spent the whole day sunbathing, wandering around the terraces, and occasionally going in and out of the palace a few times to chat with my father.
Ying Fusu sees everything Ying Chengyu does every day.
He always believed that his uncle had no knowledge, no ambition, and was the most dandy boy in the Qin Kingdom.
He also always thought that he knew his uncle very well, because his uncle was too transparent in his eyes.
It wasn't until today that he discovered that he actually didn't understand his uncle, not at all...
"Confucianism has a positive side. This is something that no one can deny. Otherwise, the emperor would never let a Confucian scholar stand in the Qin court! But is Confucianism good? There is no flawless jade in the world.
There is no perfect doctrine. The world you envision cannot leave your mind."
"Suppose that two thousand years later, there are no slaves and everyone is equal. Wine and meat are no longer the exclusive rights of the aristocracy, and the people can eat whatever they want. The people do not worry about being full, but pursue good health. The people are all educated, and there is no one who is illiterate. The country
It is no longer compulsory to join the army or farm, and everyone is free to choose a career. There are many types of entertainment, and it is no longer just the terrace. Even in such a prosperous and prosperous age, order still needs to be maintained by law."
"This is not to say that the entire society does not need morality, on the contrary. Morality determines the upper limit of a country's development, and law is the bottom line of morality. If there is no bottom line, society will no longer exist! If society does not exist, what is the point?
Morality? After all, the so-called morality is the group consciousness born by a group or a country in order to safeguard the interests of the majority of people!"
Ying Chengyu finished it in one breath, regardless of whether Ying Fusu could understand it or not. He said a lot in one breath, and his depressed mood was greatly relieved.
"Uncle." Ying Fusu observed Ying Chengyu's expression and said cautiously with his head tilted.
It could be seen that the child had probably never seen him like this before, and he was trying hard not to make himself angry.
"Shut up! I don't want to argue with you! I know you don't understand what I'm saying! That's not important! From now on, you are grounded! If you dare to step out of Dazheng Palace, I will find the emperor here.
Bury 700,000 Lishan prisoners!"
If Ying Zheng said this, Ying Fusu would not dare to retaliate at all, because Ying Fusu truly believed in his heart that his father, who was called a tyrant, could do this.
But when Ying Chengyu said this, the deterrence effect on Ying Fusu was so bad that Ying Fusu could correct his mistake seriously: "Uncle, there are only 500,000 prisoners in Lishan. You
My father and I both said it wrong."
Ying Chengyu shook his head and laughed angrily at his serious and rigid nephew.
"Very good. You can still talk nonsense with me. It seems that you are not intimidated. Someone is here!"
A submissive young eunuch wearing simple black eunuch uniform entered the Dazheng Palace. Ying Chengyu glanced back and waved his hand.
"It's not you. Call the supervisor outside."
"only."
The young eunuch replied in a low voice and stepped back out of the palace gate with relief.
He was standing outside the door just now, listening to the roar of Ying Chengyu inside, and he was really frightened.
Although these eunuchs are not slaves, they still have no control over life and death.
The members of the royal family they serve only need a very simple reason to kill them.
"Master Zhao, Mr. Chang'an wants you to enter." The young eunuch lowered his head and faced Mr. Zhao humbly.
Manager Zhao frowned. He was a little afraid, but not because of the eldest son Ying Fusu.
All the eunuchs and maids in Xianyang Palace were envious of their Dazheng Palace.
Because everyone knows that the eldest son is humble and kind, and treats his servants well. No palace maid or eunuch has ever died in the Dazheng Palace.
What Manager Zhao is afraid of is Ying Chenglong.
Thirteen days ago, a eunuch serving the Queen Mother Han was killed by the Queen Mother Han because he entered the palace with his left foot first.
The Queen Mother Han is the biological mother of Ying Chengyu.
Why do you have to call me?
Manager Zhao felt uneasy.
Usually when someone was summoned in the Dazheng Palace, other eunuchs would not respond, so he would rush in long ago.
But today, he first asked the young eunuch to come in. When he heard Ying Chengyu called his name and asked him to come in, he was still a little hesitant.
"Come here! Are everyone dead?" Ying Chengyu's angry voice came out.
Manager Zhao gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, with a smile on his face, and opened the palace door humbly.
"I've seen..." A ray of light passed before his eyes and across his neck.
The smile on Manager Zhao's face hadn't dissipated, and before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air.
Boom~
The head hit the ground and the wheel rolled to Ying Chenglong's feet.
Ying Chengyu stepped on it and laughed. His smile was exactly the same as when Ying Fusu made him laugh angrily.