The servants had respectfully left, and the Qin army stationed nearby also began to set up defenses outside Xiaoshengxian Manor.
Everyone attaches great importance to the safety of the future heirs of the empire.
Zhang Han is hidden somewhere, just like the name of the Shadow Guard, he will always be in the shadows.
Next to Fusu, there was only Li Si, the prime minister of Qin, who had very different political views from him.
At this moment, Fusu didn't want to communicate with Li Si.
People with different Taoist views do not work together. It is extremely rare for the two of them to be able to maintain such harmony on the surface. It is considered that Fu Su has passed the test of cultivation.
"Has Master Xiaomeng arrived?"
"Sir, not yet. The master's whereabouts are uncertain. What is certain is that he has already left. Where exactly is he? We have no way to judge."
The Qin army reported the report tremblingly, fearing that Fusu would not be satisfied with the answer.
Fusu just bowed his hand and didn't care much.
I don't know whether it was the traveling all the way or the assassination after arriving at Songhai that made him tired. His look was slightly haggard, but the moment he got off the car, he cheered up again. From the outside, he looked full of energy.
High morale.
He became the gentle and jade-like Prince Fusu, and the empire's national power was at its peak. As the eldest son most likely to inherit the throne in the future, Fusu must maintain his demeanor in front of outsiders at all times and at all times.
At the same time, it also makes everyone aware of his majesty. He cannot show any weakness, which will definitely make countless people attack him crazily.
"Welcome to you, sir!"
Confucianism had already prepared the most solemn etiquette. All the Confucian disciples knelt respectfully in front of Fusu. The leader was Xunzi, the real leader of Confucianism. He had retired to the mountains and forests and could actually take charge of Confucianism.
Behind him, Fu Nian, Yan Lu, and Zhang Liang also saluted respectfully.
Moreover, behind the four of them, a large number of Confucian disciples were well-groomed and serious-looking, and they were holding a complicated welcoming ceremony. It was said to be the etiquette for welcoming princes from the Zhou Dynasty.
The etiquette is complicated and detailed, with a sense of ritual.
Fusu was not surprised. This is the most famous aspect of Confucianism - etiquette.
Li Si's face was serious, with a hint of amusement.
The last time he came to Confucianism, Confucianism was not so motivating, and even his teacher refused to admit his status as a disciple.
Although he didn't want to compare, this huge gap was still naked in front of him.
"Confucianism will not feel comfortable next."
Li Si has never been a broad-minded person, but at this moment, he showed a strange smile.
The many Confucian disciples who were just bowing and saluting were destined to be invisible.
Fusu glanced at the many disciples of Confucianism, and walked into the gate of Confucianism first without saying a word.
I don’t know whether it was a compliment or a mockery: “Confucian etiquette is really the ancient style of the Spring and Autumn Period. It makes people think of the Spring and Autumn Period, which makes people feel relaxed and fascinated.”
"Young Master is amused. Most of the Confucian etiquette was passed down from Emperor Zhou. It has been adhered to for so many years and has never changed."
Fu Nian explained seriously that Xunzi should have explained this topic originally, but after this Confucian scholar, who was almost a saint, welcomed the young master Fusu, he used old age and infirmity as an excuse to go and enjoy himself.
.
Given his status, no one would say that he was rude. Even the young master Fusu laughed it off. As for what he was thinking in his heart, only Fusu himself knew.
When the host and guest were seated, Fusu sat in the main seat and did his duty. From the beginning to the end, he did not have anything to say. Instead, he said with a cold face: "I wonder if Mr. Fu Nian has ever heard of the assassination of Haiyue Xiaozhu?"
The three heads of the Confucian school had different expressions. Yan Lu's expression was dull, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face without any trace.
Zhang Liang was slightly anxious and clenched his hands hidden in his wide sleeves. Fu Nian, who was facing Fusu's question, stroked his black beard and pondered for a moment before saying: "I've heard that the assassin's methods are appalling. How dare he
To attack the young master is to show contempt for the laws of the empire."
"The fact that such tyrannical people actually appear under the rule of the empire is really shocking and disturbing, and they should be punished with death."
"oh!"
Fusu's expression still looked calm and he said calmly: "Those assassins were all captured by General Zhang Han."
"This is a blessing for the empire!"
Fu Nian took it calmly, not knowing what the young master Fu Su was doing.
Zhang Liang firmly grasped the tea cup in front of him. He had exchanged information with the Mo family and knew clearly the specific circumstances of the assassination in Haiyue Xiaozhu.
The Qin army surrounding the entire Xiaoshengxian Village was not fake. It was obvious that it was not just protecting the young master Fusu, but also had other responsibilities.
If Confucianism cannot dissatisfy Prince Fusu in this exchange, it is very likely that Confucianism will usher in a bloodbath.
"But I feel a little unfortunate."
Fu Nian frowned and had no way to answer. Young Master Fusu did not let him answer. He said to himself: "All the assassins who assassinated me are dead. There is still one who has escaped. His life and death are unknown. All clues have been cut off."
Already."
"The assassin's arrogance is really arrogant."
Fu Nian had already noticed something was wrong, but he didn't know where it was. He looked at Yan Lu sitting next to him, still a little confused.
"He is indeed arrogant and extremely vicious. There is no flaw in his actions."
Fusu's voice became more and more severe and accelerated, which was an external manifestation of violent mood swings.
Zhang Liang's heart skipped a beat, knowing that there would be a violent storm next.
"Fortunately, my general Zhang Han is very capable and keenly found a flaw that is not a flaw..."
"I wonder why the young master is talking about the dangers of war and war in this place where he is studying?"
Zhang Liang took the initiative to interrupt, wanting to interrupt the rhythm.
"How presumptuous! You are not allowed to interrupt what the young master is saying."
Li Si interrupted Zhang Liang rudely, which was very rude in Confucian etiquette. Some of the Confucian disciples who accompanied him murmured in low voices and were very dissatisfied.
If it wasn't Li Si who interrupted this sentence, they would even stand up and accuse him on the spot.
Li Si also came from a Confucian school, so of course he knew the situation and was even more familiar with Confucian etiquette.
Looking at this group of Confucian scholars who were confused about the situation and still struggling with etiquette, the corners of his mouth could not help but curve slightly in a mocking smile.
"I don't know when I'm going to die."
He laughed inwardly, not even bothering to reprimand these people.
Zhang Liang, who took the initiative to speak, and Yan Lu, who was slightly anxious, made him take a high look. He was still talking to the young master, and Fu Nian, who wanted to reverse the situation, was also taken by him.
"These three people can really support the Confucian scene. They are all top figures. However, after today, the Confucian family may not necessarily be the same Confucian family as before."