Chapter two hundred and nineteen into the ancestral hall
Actually, you can't say that the Kong family's trump card is not strong. I guess this is not the limit. The old guy plans to use this power together with everyone who comes out. I have to say that it is quite strong.
It's just that what they encountered were modern weapons and pure technology. Unless they could get a few innate stages, no one could stop them from fighting like this.
"Has His Majesty already convinced us?" Seeing this situation, Kong Xiangxi couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although he didn't know what happened, it was obvious that he and others were already convinced. A few people and dozens of people had no idea at all.
Any difference, they are just fish on a eucalyptus board, and their cards are no threat at all.
"Almost, I know you have a trump card. I specially sent people from Jinyiwei. This group of people can definitely feed you to death. No matter how noisy they are, they can't come up with any tricks. I just want to see your choices, but
Now what do you want me to do to you?"
Zhu Houcong touched his chin and looked very interested. If he wins, he will have the right to live and die. Of course, if he loses, the situation will be completely different.
"If you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you." Kong Xiangxi knew that the matter had reached the point of no return, but he didn't blame anyone. After all, he also acquiesced in this matter. At that moment, he did not stop it.
Man, it was at that moment that his heart moved. If he could kill the emperor, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?
It can not only preserve the Kong family, but also change an emperor who is close to the Kong family, why not do it. Although he is a bit passive, his silence means that he acquiesces to this matter.
Who knew that everything was under the control of the little emperor, and no matter how much trouble they made, they could not get anything out of the way. They recognized the winner as the king or the loser.
"I have said that I don't like killing people very much, but sometimes life is more painful than death. If I don't kill you, it depends on whether you have the courage to live." Zhu Houhuang squinted his eyes. In fact, in the bones of the Chinese people,
The word inheritance is engraved on their heads. No matter how hard or tired they are, they want to pass on their blood and culture.
Zhu Houcong would not kill them, but he would deprive them of all their rights and even prevent them from giving birth to children. Of course, in this case, normal children could be born and survive. Zhu Houcong also recognized that everything has a chance of survival. He
He wouldn't be so heartless.
Kong Xiangxi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the little emperor would let them go so easily. This made him a little incomprehensible for a while, but it was good to live. As long as he could live, there was hope. No matter how hard and tiring it was, he would definitely do it.
We must pass on the bloodline of the Kong family.
"Don't look at me like that. Whether you can survive depends on your ability. The days ahead will be very hard. At least while I'm alive, you will continue to live like this, but I believe you will survive.
, right?" Zhu Houcong looked at Kong Xiangxi with a smile on his face, life and death, such a heavy topic, but everything seemed so natural when it came out of Zhu Houcong's mouth.
"Yes, Your Majesty, we will definitely survive. Even if we experience any hardships, I still admire Your Majesty very much. After all, the spring breeze will bring new growth. I don't believe that Your Majesty does not understand this truth, but Your Majesty still
I have the confidence to do this, no matter what the reason is, I would like to thank Your Majesty."
Kong Xiangxi knelt down and gave a big salute. If His Majesty the Emperor really didn't understand anything, he wouldn't be here today. But after coming here, he did this and His Majesty still didn't kill them except
Absolutely confident, he couldn't think of anything else.
Maybe this is also a manifestation of stupidity, but it is precisely because of this that the Kong family has been preserved, which is good.
"No one who can sit in this position is a fool. You are not, and of course I am not. Do you still know that little Jiujiu in your heart? Just wait. If I die one day, you may have a chance. I don't
If you die, just stay in bed, this is my agreement with you."
Zhu Houcong still has absolute confidence in these things. He cannot be like Qin Shihuang, but he does not believe that he is worse than Qin Shihuang. As long as he is still in his position, he believes that the Kong family will not dare to move. A patriarch should have this
consciousness.
"Common people, please remember, thank you for your grace." Kong Xiangxi recognized success as a king and defeat as a bandit. His Majesty was so decisive at a young age, and he did not hesitate to take risks himself to come here. He believed that as long as his Majesty reigned for twenty years,
Ming Dynasty will have a different situation.
But they still have a chance. Confucianism has a profound influence. Your Majesty can suppress it, but you can never eliminate it. Even twenty years later, Confucianism still has a profound influence, and some people will not sit still and wait for death. Your Majesty's enemies are not just them.
The future is still very long, and it is still unclear who will have the last laugh, and they will not despair.
"Okay, okay, the persistence in your heart conflicts too much with my ideals. One of you or me will always be defeated. I will give you a chance to see the changes in the world. As for now, just suppress it. I may not necessarily escort you to
Kyoto, that's it." Zhu Houcong waved his hand, and saying that they are different but do not work together may be the most appropriate evaluation of the two of them at the moment.
Zhu Houcong will not dislike anyone who has ideals and pursuits. They have the right to choose to oppose him. He respects such people and the enemies of Burning Stone, but Zhu Houcong does not look down on him. The conditions are here, can he survive?
It's up to him.
Kong Xiangxi also fell silent. He really didn't expect that His Majesty would understand these principles so thoroughly at such a young age. His world is not black and white. He has his own ideas and pursuits. There is no so-called enemy, only whether he is the same person or not.
road people.
Before it was his turn to think too much, he was controlled by the people from Dongchang. The Kong family members in the ancestral temple were also cleared out. There was not much killing, which can be considered a good ending.
"Okay, you guys wait here for me, I want to go in and have a look." The person has already left. Zhu Houcong plans to go in and experience the so-called power of faith. Whether he can lift its mysterious veil depends on today.
"Your Majesty, why don't I have my servant accompany you in, and you can go in alone..." Gu Dayong was not very relieved that Your Majesty would go in alone. Although everyone had been cleared out, what if something went wrong?
I can't bear it.
"Okay, I'll be fine by myself, you can just watch from outside." Zhu Houcong waved his hand. He felt that it should be fine. After all, no one is controlling it now. Even if there is a problem, he should be able to run away.
Right, and it would be useless for Gu Day to use them to go in. He must use his mental power to explore. Not only can these guys not be able to help, but they are likely to be of no help. It is better to go in alone.
"But your Majesty..." Gu Dayong still refused to give up, but was immediately interrupted by Zhu Houcong. He hated people questioning his words the most. If you have the ability to go in with him, forget it. If you don't have the ability, then forget it.
Just be obedient.
In the professional field, you should listen to professionals. At least in this field, he is a professional. Gu Da's behavior is very disappointing.
"There's nothing wrong with it. I said that professional things are left to professional people. Do you know what I'm going to do when I go in? I'll guard it here. No one can go in. Clean it outside and deal with what needs to be done.
, and what I just told you."
Zhu Houcong squinted his eyes, his eyes were not powerful but angry. What he said left no room for refutation. This is also the case. If it is useful or there is a better way, you can forget it, but it is useless if you follow it.
, then why are you following? Are you following to cause trouble?
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo Reading recently to catch up on books, change sources, and read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.]
"No." Of course Gu Dayong couldn't say anything, but there are indeed many things going on outside. If you don't want to go in, don't go in. What can you do if His Majesty doesn't allow it?
"By the way, if something unexpected happens to me, I will be sent to Kyoto immediately." Zhu Houcong squinted his eyes. Although he was confident, he couldn't be conceited. Who knows if there might be problems? It's better to be careful. He didn't want anyone to go in.
It’s just that I’m afraid of causing trouble. Even if something unexpected happens, it’s still okay to get out.
"No." Gu Dayong's heart trembled. What on earth is His Majesty going to do? Everyone inside has been cleared away. Is there any danger left?
Zhu Houcong nodded slightly and then walked in.
As soon as he entered the Confucius Temple, Zhu Houcong had a different feeling. Zhu Houcong knew that he had stepped into someone else's domain, and the spiritual power here was stronger, and of course, more chaotic. If such spiritual power were inhaled into the human body,
At the very least, he immediately becomes a fool.
The previous few people were in a similar situation. Through a certain method, this power can be absorbed into the human body, but it is hard to say whether it can withstand it.
The whole ancestral hall was very quiet, but soon a different change appeared in Zhu Houcong's eyes. The Great Psalms, human beings from wilderness to civilization, Confucius traveled around, created Confucian culture, awe-inspiring and upright, and generations of great Confucians continued to add their own understandings.
, creating his own works.
A picture appeared in front of Zhu Houcong's eyes, which made Zhu Houcong's heart feel particularly peaceful. The chaotic mental energy around him seemed to be much clearer, and the entire ancestral hall seemed to be blooming with different lights.
Walking to the center, an old man was holding a book, as if in a dream. With just one glance, it seemed as if there were thousands of poems and books circulating in his heart.
"Meet the saint Confucius." Zhu Houcong was still very polite. Confucius was worthy of the title of saint. He really cared about the people of the world and deserved Zhu Houcong's worship.
"You're here. I didn't expect that Confucius could see the emperor in this world again in such a posture." Confucius's face was a bit unreal, but if you look closely, it seemed like a statue, gentle and elegant, and very comfortable.
"Yeah, I didn't expect that. Originally, I just wanted to come in and see if I had a chance to meet Saint Kong. I didn't expect that I actually did. It's not easy."
It’s really not easy. Zhu Houcong originally thought that Confucius’ soul had dissipated, but he didn’t expect that it would actually retain a little bit. In this way, the power of faith really has merit. As long as the chaotic problem can be solved, an alternative can be achieved.
Immortality.
Immortality is such a desirable thing. Although Zhu Houcong is not very eager, it is undeniable that this is really interesting, an encounter that spans thousands of years.
"I can't last long in this state. If your Majesty has anything to ask, just ask. I will answer truthfully if I can tell you. I didn't expect that your Majesty is actually an innate grandmaster today, and he is still so young. Times have really changed.
Confucius felt a little emotional. Even in his era of academic collision, the aura of heaven and earth was still strong, and the great innate masters were as rare as a feather.
And this era is different, he can feel the thinness of spiritual energy, and as far as he knows, over the past thousands of years, there have been fewer and fewer innate great masters, let alone emperors.
"Saints are also happy people. I want to know some information about the power of faith. Saints exist because of it, so they must know something." Zhu Houcong bowed slightly. He liked such happy people. Well, maybe he can't be considered a human being.
Alright, let’s count the souls.
"I don't know much about the power of faith, but there was this thing in our time. Some people tried to use this to pray for immortality, but in the end they all failed without exception. I just treated it as a joke.
I thought it was really possible, but the drawbacks were really big. I wasn't too prepared. I just had my disciples and disciples help me write a book. At first I was really dead, but then this power of faith seemed to help my soul revive.
When we got together again, I was confused at the beginning, but later I got better with more faith."
"Originally I thought that was it, but as the power of faith increased, the quality began to vary. The consciousness of believers continued to impact me. As Confucianism continued to expand, I could only fall into a deep sleep, and it was almost a long time later.
It's hard to stay awake, especially when my faith begins to deteriorate. My consciousness keeps dissipating and I forget a lot of things. In the end, I can only rely on this place to survive. Even if Your Majesty doesn't come, I will almost die in a few days.
It has completely dissipated. Being able to see His Majesty before it dissipates is considered a gift from God."
Confucius smiled. He really had no intention of taking this path at the beginning. Everything was God's will. But if he knew it would lead to such an outcome, he would never let his students write a book for him. It was really too painful.
Now, various theories are constantly intertwined and mixed in his brain, and there is endless loneliness accompanying him.
At first, the power of faith was too little, and he couldn't get out at all, so he could only stay in the statue. Later, it gradually increased, and he had a little more space to move. Then the nightmare began, and the power of chaos almost caused him to lose his strength.
He has lost himself, and it is true that his belief is poisonous.
The silent shouts of those students who failed to pass the exam, and countless students praying to go to high school, he has long been wrapped in endless desires. Today he met Zhu Houcong, and his innate mental power woke him up from his deep sleep. Without Zhu Houcong,
Maybe it just keeps this state and then it dissipates.