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Chapter 761: The Wrath of Confucius

Chang'an, Xianyang Palace, Yangxin Palace.

Emperor Qin was reviewing the memorial and felt a little upset.

Ever since Zhuang Zhou cut off 10% of the country's destiny, Emperor Qin felt that everything was not going well in the past few days.

First, an order from the Chang'an Prefecture came to report that the hundreds of thousands of Confucian scholars imprisoned in the prison were suffering from the disease and there was no cure, making all his plans come to nothing.

Then there was news from the secret guards that the Baiyue clan in the south had come out of the mountains and forests, building a walled city, and was about to move.

The Nanzhao Kingdom is also gathering warriors from various villages to train every day, and its intention to go north to hunt is obvious.

Before the great changes in the world, Emperor Qin would not have to think too much and directly appoint generals to lead the army south to give South Vietnam a head-on blow until they dare not think wrongly.

But now that the Buddha has come to the world and is occupying the south with a group of Buddhas in the realm of gods and humans, how can we prevent the Emperor of Qin from turning his back on him?

If there is chaos in the south, we will definitely fight it. But with the added variable of Buddhism, how to fight it is a problem.

If we lose the battle and damage our country's destiny, do we have to pay for it?

Emperor Qin began to miss the heyday of the Qin State. Wen had Lu Chunqiu and Wei Yang, and Wu had Gongsun Qi and Wang Jian.

If they were still here, the chaos in the south would be no more than a scabies disease and would be over in an instant.

There are some capable people in the court today, but most of them are Lin Ze's gang members, and they are still in jail.

Just as Emperor Qin was thinking wildly, an old and upright voice sounded: "Where is the Human Emperor? The Confucian Confucian Confucius is here to seek an explanation for the hundreds of thousands of Confucian scholars who died unjustly. Please come and see the Human Emperor as soon as possible."

When Emperor Qin heard this, his face darkened: "Trouble is coming."

The emperor has his own arrogance. Even if he knew that Confucius was here to cause trouble, Emperor Qin never thought of escaping. Instead, he walked out of the Yangxin Hall, stood in the sky, and said with a voice like thunder: "I am here to await the arrival of the Confucian sage.

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Before Emperor Qin could finish his voice, a tall and generous figure appeared in front of him instantly. It was the Confucian scholar Confucius who came from thousands of miles away.

I saw Confucius asked directly with a straight face: "May I ask the Emperor, what crime did I, a Confucian disciple who taught the world, commit, and was arrested by ruthless officials, escorted thousands of miles away, and imprisoned in Chang'an Prison?"

"So that hundreds of thousands of Confucian scholars died in prison due to epidemics?"

Confucius's continuous questioning made Emperor Qin look extremely ugly. However, he was wrong in this matter, and he was not as strong as Confucius, so he had to swallow his anger and said: "This is just a misunderstanding."

Confucius laughed angrily and said: "Misunderstanding? The Human Emperor thought it was a misunderstanding and told the reason."

Emperor Qin coughed slightly and said: "There are people in the Confucian family who intend to rebel. I have issued an order to investigate. My original intention was to impose a slight punishment and warn the world, but I did not expect that a plague would occur and the Confucian disciples would die tragically."

"Although I have had my faults, the fate of the world has dictated that all of them cannot be blamed on me."

When Confucius heard this, he just replied with an indifferent expression: "Has the Human Emperor finished speaking?"

Seeing that Confucius refused to accept this statement, Emperor Qin changed his mind and gritted his teeth and said: "Actually, there is someone else who caused the death of the Confucian disciples."

"This person's name is Lin Ze, and he is a disciple of the Taoist Palace. It was because of his bewitchment that I issued an order to deal with Confucianism."

"He captured all the hundreds of thousands of Confucian disciples and took them to Chang'an personally. The death of the Confucian disciples was also caused by him. He intended to sow discord between Confucianism and the Qin State so that Taoist fishermen could benefit."

"The total number of fortunes in the world is constant. If Qin and Confucianism are at odds, each will suffer losses and both sides will suffer. In the end, it will only benefit the Taoist sect. Please let the Confucian sages know the pros and cons, and don't let others calculate."

In a hurry, Emperor Qin had no choice but to put the blame on Lin Ze.

Of course, Emperor Qin did not expect to divert trouble to the east. He just wanted to tell Confucius that fighting with him would easily lead to gains. He hoped that Confucius would put the overall situation first and let it go gently.

Of course, it would be great if he could drag Lin Ze into trouble. It would also be good if someone with such great luck could not be used by him and could be used to drain the enemy's luck.

A look of ridicule appeared on Confucius' face. This human emperor actually wanted to sow discord. Are all people in the world really fools?

Without too many words, Confucius took action directly. He pointed his finger in the direction of the prison, and thousands of people were fished out of the prison by him and appeared outside Chang'an City.

These people had not yet been infected with the disease. Since they were Confucian disciples, Confucius would not let them die.

As for the other people, they are plagued by epidemic diseases and are terminally ill, and cannot be cured by medicine or stone. Even with Confucius's ability, it is possible to reverse the course of the day and save one or two people.

The cost of saving those people was too high, and the gains outweighed the losses, so Confucius had no choice but to give up.

When these Confucian disciples suddenly saw the sun, they realized that they had escaped from hell and came to the human world.

Those with sharp eyes looked at Confucius standing in the sky, knelt down and knelt on the ground, and cried loudly: "Disciple, thank you, Master Shengde."

Confucius responded: "It is your misfortune and Confucianism's misfortune that you have suddenly suffered such a catastrophe. Today you have been released from prison. It is not appropriate for you to stay here for a long time."

"Go to the river to clean up, return to Guandong, and continue to educate all people in the world. You must use today as a warning to spread the way of benevolence, so that the world will be clear and such evil things will never happen again."

All the disciples bowed together and said, "Disciples will sincerely follow the teachings of our forefather Shengde, and we will definitely spread the Confucian benevolence to the world. I hope that the world will be clear and clear, and that there will be fewer wronged souls."

After the Confucian scholars paid their respects, they immediately dispersed, feeling aggrieved without saying anything because they knew that since the Confucian sage was here, he would definitely seek justice for them.

Seeing the Confucian scholars leaving, Confucius' expression softened slightly, and then he sighed and put his hands down. Chang'an Prison sank three feet into the ground and turned into a big pit.

Since there is no cure for those people, rather than letting them suffer to death, it is better to give them a happy life, which is also benevolent.

Then Confucius looked at Emperor Qin and said in a stern voice: "You will be punished if you are ignorant and ignorant."

After speaking, he reached out and shook his hand, condensing the resentment on the prison that could not be dispersed for a long time, and poured it down towards Emperor Qin's head.

I saw the dark purple luck on Emperor Qin's head rising like a burst of white mist like concentrated sulfuric acid, reducing it by a full 30%.

Emperor Qin, who was one with his luck, suddenly vomited three mouthfuls of blood.

Emperor Qin was extremely angry. These people had gone too far and tried to cut people's luck. They wanted to drive people to death.

I heard Confucius say in a cold voice: "A tyrant like you should have been replaced, but the time has not come yet, so I can only impose a slight punishment."

"One hundred thousand Confucian scholars died because of you, and the resentment you turned into reduced your luck. Every drink and every peck is a number from heaven."

"When you are about to run out of energy, I, the Confucian, will assist the Emperor of Destiny and restore peace to the world."

After finishing speaking, Confucius disappeared.

Emperor Qin was furious when he heard this and said: "Hypocritical person, who doesn't know that your Confucian family is plotting my fate?"

"I will never bow my head and give up my destiny."

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