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Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth chapters lead the snake out of the hole, kill the heart

In a school in Sishui County and Peixian County, twenty-three seven or eight-year-old boys, holding thread-bound books in their hands, read aloud: "The Master said, "Learn and practice from time to time."

Isn't it a pleasure? Isn't it a gentleman if a person doesn't know something but is stunned?"

Old Master Li, who was standing on the stage, looked at the young man's face that was serious and eager for knowledge, with a look of relief on his face. He couldn't help but pat the ruler gently in acknowledgment.

This is the twenty-fifth year that Old Master Li has been teaching students. Watching the students grow up one after another, thinking about the world full of peaches and plums described by the Confucian sage, Old Master Li feels that his life is very satisfying.

"I will continue to teach students until I am old and can no longer teach, then I will go home to retire."

Old Master Li thought so.

A loud "bang" woke Old Master Li out of his reverie. He turned around and saw that the school door had been violently broken open by five or six government officials.

When Old Master Li saw this, his beard and hair stood up, and he said angrily: "Who of you dare to be so arrogant in the school? Aren't you afraid that I will speak to Magistrate Lu and punish you for your crimes?"

The first yamen officer snorted coldly: "Old bastard, do you think that just by using Mr. Lu's name, you can have a relationship with him? The brothers are following Mr. Lu's order. From today on, we will be closed down.

All schools in the county will arrest all teachers and bring them to justice."

"Brothers, drive these kids home, catch this old immortal in jail, and you will get the credit, go ahead."

Hearing this, the other five yamen servants held unsheathed knives, slapped the tables and chairs, and shouted loudly: "Let's go, little bastard, go home to your mother."

These teenagers were only seven or eight years old. They had never seen such a battle. They dropped their books one by one, cried and shouted, and formed a group.

Old Master Li looked at it with his heart clenching in pain, and he didn't care about his old age and frailty. He took a ruler and hit the nearest government official on his head and face.

Unexpectedly, Old Master Li dared to hit someone, so the government servant was slapped twice on his ears.

The yamen servant reacted and became angry. He drew his knife and slashed at Old Master Li. He cursed, "Old bastard, you dare to hit someone? Are you too impatient to live?"

Just when the yamen servant's knife was about to hit Old Master Li, the chief yamen servant with sharp eyes and quick hands stopped him.

The yamen officer, who had a red mark on his face, looked stunned and said: "Boss, why did you stop me?"

The chief officer patted him on the shoulder and said with a wry smile: "If a bad old man is thrown into prison, he will lose at least half his life. Why do you have to fight against him?"

The beaten government servant became anxious: "But..."

The leading yamen officer quickly pulled the beaten yamen officer aside and said in a low voice: "Goodbye, this time the imperial court ordered to close all Confucian schools and arrest Confucian disciples. You and I will do as we are told. Why bother with more complications?"

Seeing that the yamen officer was still confused after being beaten, the head yamen officer had to remind him: "This old man once taught Mr. Lu how to read. Mr. Lu himself is close to Confucianism, but the imperial court issued an order and had to obey."

"But if Mr. Lu knows that you killed this old man Li, will you still have a good life in the future? What does it mean to be hit twice by the old man?"

The officer was so frightened after being beaten that he sweated all over his back and said repeatedly: "Thank you, boss, for reminding me. I almost got into trouble without knowing it."

The leading officer waved his hand and said: "It's okay, brothers, can I watch you get into trouble?"

Seeing that all the young people were being kicked out of the school, the leading yamen officer shouted loudly: "Brothers, seal the gate and take the old man back."

In addition to being beaten by the government servants, the other four people were divided into two waves. The two of them danced and danced with each other, hoping to save the old man from doing anything bad.

The two found a few wooden bolts, nailed the broken school door, and sealed it.

Then the leading Yamen servant waved his hand and led the people away.

The onlookers came closer and started talking about the young man who was crying.



After having Old Master Li sent to prison, the leading yamen officer walked into the Peixian County yamen, saluted the middle-aged official sitting in the lobby and said: "Your Majesty, my subordinates have sealed off the school in Confucius Lane in the west of the city. I have come here to reply.

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The middle-aged official, Magistrate Lu of Yipei County, had a look of unbearable expression on his face when he heard this, and replied with a straight face: "Continue to seal down other schools opened by Confucianists, don't neglect it."

The first officer bowed and said, "I obey my orders."

After the yamen servants left, Magistrate Lu said to the warrior wearing black attire on the side: "Are you satisfied, sir?"

Hearing this, the black-clothed warrior bowed and said, "I am no more than a black-clothed guard with a small banner. I don't deserve to be called such a respectful title by the county magistrate."

"Besides, we are all doing errands for His Majesty, so how can we be satisfied or dissatisfied?"

Magistrate Lu said with a smile on his face: "My lord is on an errand under His Majesty's order. He is actually an imperial envoy, and his status is naturally higher than that of a subordinate. I wonder what your next orders are?"

The black-clad guard Xiaoqi smiled when he heard this, and did not continue to struggle with the title, but said: "Master Lu is very efficient in doing things, and I will report it to you. At present, the schools in Peixian County are closed, and they are still closed.

The person who was arrested has also been arrested. Your Excellency, you need to send the suspect to the Surabaya camp quickly to avoid being robbed and imprisoned by the rebels."

"There are 10,000 troops stationed in the Surabaya camp. They are all elite guards. Guarding suspects will not be a problem. Your Majesty specially sent 100,000 guards this time, and they will definitely be able to wipe out all the rebellious parties."

Magistrate Lu's face turned serious and he said quickly: "I will have someone escort the suspect over right now."



In the Sishui camp, the flag with the word "forbidden" is flying in the wind.

Lin Ze was sitting in the camp, looking at the map expressionlessly, thoughtfully.

Three days ago, Lin Ze went to Chang'an to report to Emperor Qin that the southern Buddhist temple was razed.

Emperor Qin encouraged him a few words, rewarded him with two eighth-grade treasures, and sent him to the land of Guandong to preside over the extermination of Confucianism.

The time limit given by Emperor Qin was one month. If it succeeds, you will live, if it fails, you will die. The completion standard is that Confucianism will be greatly reduced and will be unable to bring trouble to the world.

The best way is for Lin Ze to go on a killing spree and kill all the Confucian disciples, so that naturally no one can bring trouble to the world.

But Confucianism is no different from Buddhism, where there are Buddhist temples everywhere; Confucianism only has one school after another.

The masters in the school may be Confucian people, but they are not the ones Lin Ze wants to destroy.

How can someone who stays in one place all his life and teaches conscientiously have the ability to bring trouble to the world?

Those who can really bring trouble to the world are those Confucian scholars who travel around and give lectures on reactionary ideas.

This kind of person is very keen. He either hides in the city and hides at home and does not come out, or he hides in the wild and hides in the mountains and old forests.

How can it be so easy to annihilate?

The pressure from Emperor Qin was there. Even though Lin Ze thought that Emperor Qin would not kill him, he couldn't gamble his life on such a thing.

After much deliberation, Lin Ze had no choice but to attack schools in various places and capture more people to lure the snake out of its hole.

A commander of the imperial guards stepped into Linze's camp, bowed and said: "To inform the Marquis of Shu, the local government, in cooperation with the black-clothed guards, has arrested more than 8,000 Confucian scholars. Please give instructions to the Marquis of Shu."

Lin Ze raised his head slightly and said, "Well, the operation to arrest the Confucian scholars continues. I will send someone to post a notice saying that someone in the Confucian family intends to rebel. Your Majesty is benevolent and righteous, and originally wanted to kill only the culprit."

"Unexpectedly, the culprit absconded and refused to be brought to justice. I had no choice but to hunt down the Confucian scholars and hunt down the culprit."

"I also hope that the great Confucian scholars will contact me as soon as possible and jointly uncover the traitors to the Party. Otherwise, if His Majesty becomes angry and orders all the Confucian scholars to be executed, it will be too late."

"I guarantee the reputation of the State of Qin. If any great Confucian scholar is willing to sacrifice himself and enters the Sishui camp, ten innocent Confucian scholars will be released immediately. If they rebel against the party and are executed, I will release all the Confucian scholars."

"I also hope that Confucians will consider the common people, their family and country, and cooperate with me to arrest those who rebel against the party."

The commander of the Imperial Guard took a deep look at Lin Ze and followed the order.

This Shuhou is indeed as dark-hearted as the outside rumors say.

Lin Ze naturally didn't know what others thought of him, so he sighed slightly: "I've put the bait out, but I don't know if any fish will take the bait."

Then Lin Ze felt a little relieved. If Confucianism didn't respond, its reputation would probably be ruined. The task assigned by Emperor Qin could be considered completed in a certain way.

But in this way, Confucianism was greatly offended.


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