Tonight.

For thousands of years, the Kong Sheng family, which had maintained their face and dignity for eternity, was trampled to the ground and crushed deeply into the soil.

The saint makes no mistakes, the sin lies in the moment.

What Taisun said is very clear. It is also the bottom line, and above this bottom line, there will be nothing wrong with anything you do.

Tang Keke's eyes were dark, staring at the people in the Kong family headed by Kong Gongjian.

Near my ears, the explosion in the trench to the south was coming to an end.

Earthquakes and mountains shook continuously between heaven and earth. Accompanied by the night wind, the smell of gunpowder smoke emitted after the burning and explosion of gunpowder, mixed with the earthy smell that had only appeared for countless years, penetrated into people's nostrils.

Tang Keke has been studying since childhood and discerning the principles of the world, but now he has completely different feelings. The bloodline of saints is in front of him, and the wealthy compound belongs to a family of saints that has been passed down for thousands of years.

He lit a fire tonight, and even lit it in front of the saint family. Quietly, something in Tang Keke's heart and his past perceptions began to change slightly.

The people in the Kong Mansion, who were originally a little noisy, became silent amidst the flickering and roaring sounds of fires in the night, feeling the surge of soil under their feet.

That happened five miles away, but it was still so clear.

What if it happened in Confucius Mansion?

Everyone thought of this question tacitly in their minds.

At this moment, these descendants of the saint family, who had been glorious and noble for generations, finally felt the threat of blood and fire under their glory and nobleness.

Whether you can save face is no longer important.

Saving one's life seems to have become a truly important thing and a top priority.

Kong Gongjian's chest was heaving up and down, but he always felt out of breath, and his heart felt like a big stone had been pressed down on him.

No!

That's a big mountain.

Tang Keke also felt that there was a big mountain lying in front of him, but the foot of the mountain had been blown open by himself with gunpowder.

He does not need to imitate Yu Gong and spend hundreds of generations of descendants traveling to Yishan.

Because he has the most powerful gunpowder in the world and the most elite soldiers and horses in the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, Tang Keke looked at Kong Gongjian, who had not spoken for a long time, and said again: "How strong is our army?"

Swords kill people visibly, words bite people invisibly.

If he hadn't been the designated next successor of the Confucius family, Kong Gongjian felt that he would probably vomit blood and faint for the sake of the last remaining dignity of the Confucius family.

There is a strange sweetness in the throat.

Kong Gongjian understood that it was the smell of blood.

He cupped his hands, his face looked extremely pale and without any emotion: "The officers and soldiers are strong and majestic."

Kong Gongjian felt that when he said these words, there was resistance in his throat, and there were blazing fireworks.

Tang Keke hummed twice, with a smile on his face.

Kong Gongjian glanced at the trench that had just exploded in the south, his eyelids sank slightly, he waved his arms and bent down, with the utmost etiquette: "The army has worked hard, and I don't dare to disturb you, so let's go."

Tang Keke clasped his fists and raised them randomly.

This is a response to someone who is not willing to return the favor.

Kong Gongjian didn't say anything. He closed his mouth tightly and took two steps back before turning around. He shook his head silently under the gaze of those tribesmen with angry eyes. Then, while these tribesmen were unwilling to look around, he walked alone to the high gate of Kong's mansion.

Go.

There is no way the Kong family can regain their face today, let alone how they can defeat the tens of thousands of officers and soldiers they have now.

As Kong Gongjian turned around and left, the remaining Kong family members had no choice.

Originally, they dared to roar and scold a few words, but after the roar, no one had the courage anymore.

In the end, all I could do was wave my robe silently to silently express my anger and dissatisfaction.

Tang Keke remained calm and ignored all the time, sitting back and watching the Kong family members rush over, and then watching these people leave like zombies.

Wait until the crowd is crowded under the high gate of Confucius Mansion.

Tang Keke then turned around, raised his arms, and said loudly: "Send an order to the west, follow the established military orders, and be sure to protect the saint's family before the traitors arrive."

In the darkness, under the tall door of the Confucius Mansion, it seemed that the steps were too high, and inadvertently there was a muffled sound of several people stepping on the air and falling to the ground.

…

"Hahahahahaha..."

"Tonight... hahahahaha... when... haha... when it's true..."

"Hahaha……"

A burst of bold laughter rang out from the Chinese army camp outside the Confucius Mansion, resounding through the dark night and startling a few wild birds scattered in the fields.

Tang Keke, who returned to the camp from outside the Confucius Mansion, was already laughing with tears in his eyes, but he was stunned and couldn't say a complete sentence.

The breath of laughter caused the candlelight between him and Zhang Zhiyuan to sway. The candlelight illuminated the two figures and kept swaying on the tent, dragging out long or short shadows.

.

Zhang Zhiyuan frowned and poured a cup of warm tea soup for Tang Keke: "Drink some tea before we talk."

Tang Keke was laughing so much that her stomach hurt. She wiped the tears squeezed out of her eyes with one hand and held the tea cup with the other.

The tears of laughter were wiped away. Tang Keke also held the tea cup to his mouth, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. Then he took a long breath, his face full of happiness.

He put it on the teacup, clattered the table, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Zhang, you really should go take a look and see what kind of things this so-called family of saints who have been good for thousands of years are like.

Tonight is really an unpleasant experience. Even when I was a kid, I had never been as happy as tonight when I passed the exam."

Zhang Zhiyuan snorted: "As long as there are smart people in the Kong family, they will choose what they do tonight. More than ten thousand troops are right where they are sleeping. Do they really dare not to give in? But besides that, do you and I really have the ability to do this?"

Attack this family with a knife?"

The voice of reason sounded in the big tent, and Tang Keke immediately suppressed all his smiles, and even raised his hands to rub his cheeks fiercely.

"But our plan, everything is going as expected."

Tang Keke suppressed his happy smile, his eyes flashed with maturity.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhang Zhiyuan nodded: "Not bad, with you making such a fuss tonight, the Kong family will no longer be able to stand by and watch anyway. Unless, they are serious.

I’m not prepared to lose any face at all.”

"Hmph!" Tang Keke snorted coldly, with a murderous look in his eyes: "If their family hadn't done so many unjust things, but they had a saint's memorial arch to protect them, why would we bother so much?"

"The saint is not wrong!" Zhang Zhiyuan stared at Tang Keke, reiterated what Zhu Yunxi ordered to send, and continued: "The rebellion in Shandong Road is different from that in Henan Road, but similar. The twenty-eighth year of the Ming Dynasty coincided with the founding of the People's Republic of China.

How could there be such a big rebellion in the early years? Have we really lost the support of the people? I don’t think so. It’s because these people are afraid and worried, and they feel that their interests have been harmed.”

Tang Keke sighed softly. It was probably because he had too much activity tonight. He just drank another cup of tea, and now his stomach was pounding.

Zhang Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "The Confucius Mansion occupies half of the land, and the people of half the Mansion work day and night, just for this one family. The imperial court implements reforms and divides the land into acres. How can the people of the Half Mansion still occupy half of the Mansion?

As our army marched south, Shandong Daodu Si did not come out day and night, and the Yamen of the Third Sisi did not obey the orders of the imperial court. It was because they did not know the imperial decree, or they had instructions from other families.

A rebellion shook the government and the public. Where are the rebels now and in the past?"

"I think the rebellion in Shandong Road has something to do with the Kong family!" Tang Keke angrily complained again: "Previously, His Highness just patrolled the west and encountered an ambush when he arrived at Xuzhou Prefecture. He found out that it was the White Lotus Religion.

Why..."

Tang Keke paused and looked at Zhang Zhiyuan in front of him. After turning his eyes twice, he lowered his voice and whispered: "The truth found out is that the mastermind is named Kong, and everyone respectfully calls him Mr. Kong."

Even though he had already thought about it, Zhang Zhiyuan opened his mouth silently after receiving conclusive confirmation for the first time.

"If you put it this way, then this rebellion has long been premeditated, or they have already had various considerations and plans."

Tang Keke nodded heavily: "It must be so. When they saw His Highness patrolling the west, they were afraid of finding out the real situation in the area, so they boldly planned to attack and kill His Highness.

Later, His Highness went to Henan Province to provide disaster relief and conduct an inventory of Henan Province. They began to panic, knowing that they were at the end of their rope.

So they planned the rebellions in Henan Province and Shandong Province, and the so-called people wrote to impeach and beg His Majesty to depose His Highness the Emperor."

Zhang Zhiyuan felt even more disgusted with the family surrounded by the army at this moment.

He said even more firmly: "So, this time our plan must be implemented even more. Only by surrounding the Confucius Mansion, only by forcing them and making them lose face can we force them to take the initiative to recruit traitors.

As long as the rebels come and our army puts down the rebellion in Shandong Road, we will no longer have any reason to stay in Shandong Road. By then, their predicament will be solved."

This is the real reason why Zhang Zhiyuan and Tang Keke decided to continue going south and led the army to Qufu.

Besieged Confucius' Mansion and spread fictitious military intelligence.

It was not to suppress the so-called Shandong Dao rebellion, but to force the Kong family to hand over those so-called rebels.

However, Tang Keke shook his head and said with a somewhat uncertain expression: "It's just tonight, I think things may not be that simple."

Zhang Zhiyuan's eyebrows trembled: "Why? What did you see?"

"Kong Gongjian!" Tang Keke pressed his hands on the table and looked directly at Zhang Zhiyuan: "He is really smart. Even if I slapped him in the face again and again in public and trampled on the dignity of the Kong family under my feet, he never behaved excessively.

But the more he behaves like this, the more worried I become. Maybe they will not, as we think, take the initiative to summon or contact the traitors to come to Qufu and let us eliminate them for the sake of temporary face."
To be continued...