What should I do if I am beheaded by the First Emperor at the beginning?

But Yan Kong's expression remained unchanged, he just poured tea slowly: "Why is this so?"

His eyelids moved slightly, he looked at Yan Zhengchun and said, "I know why you came here, but you can let go of your lively heart."

Yan Kong said leisurely: "No matter what they do, I will not follow, no matter what excuse they use,"

"It's good to restore Confucianism, it's good to make the last wishes of the sages come true, it's good to let the family ancestors rest in peace in the ground."

Yan Kong looked at Yan Zhengchun, who seemed to be fooling around on the surface, and just said: "I won't even agree to them, because I know that no one's genre is meaningless."

"Your Majesty has the ability to completely destroy Confucianism. No one in this world can threaten His Majesty, and no one can make His Majesty compromise."

"At least—when His Majesty is unwilling to compromise, no one can do such a thing."

"Therefore, I know that their wish is after all a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, and it is impossible to get it."

"So I will not take risks with Confucianism, nor will I take risks with myself."

Yan Zhengchun was a little surprised when he heard Yan Kong's words: "Huh?"

"Brother Ziyou, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand? What sacrifices or not sacrifices, what compromises or not."

Yan Zhengchun picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip lightly: "I just came to chat with you, and drink you a cup of tea by the way."

Yan Kong smiled dumbly: "You'd better be like this."

He looked at Yan Zhengchun and said, "The reason why your teacher didn't come out of the mountain was because he respected his father and didn't want to serve the great Qin that destroyed his father's homeland, but he wanted to pass on the tradition of Zhuangzi."

"That's why he let you out of the mountain."

"Taoism has always been about letting nature take its course, and there are not so many rules and regulations. If you don't want to go out of the mountain, if you don't have the desire to help the community in your heart, will your teacher force you to go out of the mountain?"

"If Mr. Lin Jing can do such a thing, he will not be a disciple of Zhuangzi."

The hippie smile on Yan Zhengchun's face gradually faded away. Although his figure was still unrestrained and unrestrained, he looked a little serious.

"I didn't expect that you are the one who knows me the most, brother Ziyou."

He sighed: "It's just a pity, although you and I are bosom friends, we have different paths after all."

Yan Kong said, "What's the difference?"

He looked out the window: "Do you think it's a lie for me to say that I won't get involved with those people?"

Yan Kong's voice was calm: "Whether it's the last time or the last time, I really didn't do those things. You should trust me, or you should trust Your Majesty."

There was self-mockery in his voice: "If it was really me who did it, I'm afraid His Majesty would have killed me long ago. How could it be possible to keep me until now?"

Yan Kong stretched out his hand and stroked the leaves that had grown over the window and into the window.

The leaves rustled, and gusts of spring breeze blew by.

"I have always been in the Baijia Palace, and I have never done anything that is not conducive to Daqin. Some people always want to use the name of Confucianism as the vanguard, and want Confucianism to charge forward like it did back then, but I am not Mr. Kong Lao."

"I can't do those things."

"So we're on one road, it's just that the road has many forks."

Yan Kong turned his head, looked at Yan Zhengchun and said: "You are in the court hall, and my idea is to be in the Baijia Palace. I don't want to serve His Majesty who destroyed most of the Confucianism, but I am willing to serve all living beings, the leader of the world. Do a job."

"The Master said: The world is one."

"Mencius said: Sacrifice one's life for righteousness."

"If your majesty and the prime minister can really bring the world into harmony, what if you sacrifice Confucianism?"

"I don't care, the sages don't care."

"Nobody cares."

Yan Kong's words were too full and heavy, which made Yan Zhengchun a little breathless, but he still smiled and said: "It's good that you can see through these things. What I'm most worried about now is that you are united with those people."

"Xianyang City is now like a fish pond, and a dark net has been opened."

"I don't have many friends, and I don't want to see another friend step into the endless abyss."

Yan Kong cupped his hands at Yan Zhengchun: "You can rest assured."

"The wind and rain are coming, I just need to take shelter from the rain here."

"Confucianism is now divided, and Zeng Lu, Meng Qiu, Shi Xuanni, Xiao He, Chen Ping, Cao Can and others each lead some people."

"What I can do for Confucianism, and what I can do for Mr. Kong, is to preserve the last, cleanest and most direct lineage of Confucianism."

Kuaiji County

The situation in the county was turbulent, and some remnants of Confucianism who were killed by Yingzheng gathered together with the Yue people.

In fact, after hundreds of years, the traces of the Yue people have long since disappeared, but no matter when, there will be people with desires who remember the glory of their ancestors.

The Si family from Yue is one of them.

In a relatively dilapidated courtyard, several middle-aged people sat there with gloomy expressions.

"How is that kid doing?"

One of them sneered: "How is it? They are direct descendants, and we are just offshoots. How could they take care of us?"

Someone on the side also sneered: "Don't care about us? Does he really think he's still the same as King Goujian?"

"Now our seniority is here, even if we are concubines, we are still his elders!"

The other person held his forehead, feeling a little helpless: "The most important thing now is to coax that kid to do things. After all, he was the only one who entered the essay contest and ranked among the best, and now he is in a high position."

"With his cooperation, we will be able to win Kuaiji County soon."

"At that time, with Kuaiji County as our base, we can gradually erode the entire Great Qin, and then we will be able to re-establish the Yue Kingdom!"

The four of them looked at each other, with treachery flashing in their eyes: "After the country is restored, that kid will be useless!"

"Okay, don't think about it so much."

"Isn't Yang Tianyi clamoring to see that kid? Talk to that kid and see if he can come over."

One of them frowned: "It's a bit difficult."

"Xianyang City is less than half a month away from us. It is impossible for him to leave for such a long time for no reason."

He suddenly sighed and said, "How many of us can't?"

"No."

Another person sneered: "Yang Tianyi's pair of tricks are too effective. When I said it before, he could tell at a glance that I was not. He also said that if he cheated again next time, he would die!"

After a long silence, the few people said: "Then send him a letter and see what he plans to do."

Prime Minister's Office

Chen Ke stretched, and then yawned.

"Okay, the things for the launch of the new currency are basically ready, and the rest is to wait for an opportunity!"