The heavens start from saving Daming

"His Majesty."

In the Jiaofang Hall, Zhuo Wenjun, who had finished serving the emperor, saw Li Yunze lying there with his eyes closed and his expression relaxed. He remembered the message sent by those people outside the palace, took a light breath, leaned on Li Yunze's chest, and said, "Da Sinoong has already knelt down." It's been a day"

"Ok?"

Li Yunze suddenly opened his eyes, and Zhuo Wenjun's heart jumped involuntarily with his sharp eyes.

Fortunately, Li Yunze glared at her, and then closed his eyelids again, "Who asked you to intervene."

Zhuo Wenjun wanted to say no, but he didn't dare to lie, so he could only say honestly, "It's a message from my father."

"Ah."

Li Yunze turned over, revealing his strong and broad back, "I don't do business well, but get involved in these things instead. It seems that the father-in-law has been very free recently."

According to the customary rules, when Zhuo Wenjun became the queen, her father Zhuo Wangsun should be named Marquis.

It's a pity that Li Yunze didn't open his mouth all this time, which also explained his firm belief in cutting down feudal clans in a disguised form.

However, for Zhuo Wangsun, this was unbearable.

Originally, he was about to reach the sky in one step, but the emperor didn't give him a chance, why?

Because of this, Confucianists, who were shocked by Li Yunze's stance on Confucianism, quickly got in touch with him and tried their best to change Li Yunze's mind.

"His Majesty."

The flustered Zhuo Wenjun wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Li Yunze, "Go and tell the father-in-law, don't stay in Chang'an City if you have nothing to do, go back to Shu County to do business."

Zhuo Wenjun wept secretly, feeling really wronged, but had no choice but to nod in response.

"Here."

She sniffled and then asked, "Where is Da Siong?"

"If he wants to kneel, let him kneel." Li Yunze waved his hand impatiently, "I want to see how he chooses between the school and the people of the world. If you don't want to be slandered, then be smart and think clearly about what you should do." What."

The so-called Da Si Nong is naturally Yan Yi.

Yan Yi's ancestor was Yan Hui, the head of the 72 sages of Confucius, and an undisputed disciple of Confucianism.

Li Yunze issued an order to ban Confucianism. As the spokesperson of Confucianism with the highest status in the court at this time, Yan Yi naturally had the duty to persuade him.

It's just that Li Yunze didn't see him at all, and Yan Yi simply knelt outside the palace gate.

Zhuo Wenjun also had no choice but to get up and wash his mouth.

After all, in order to persuade the emperor, she spent a lot of words.

Yan Yi knelt outside the palace gate for two days, but still failed to be summoned by the emperor.

In the end, the body couldn't bear it anymore, passed out and was sent back to the mansion.

The Confucian scholars in Chang'an City were all gloomy and gloomy, as if their relatives had died.

Undoubtedly, Wei Wan was the most unlucky, the door of his house was smashed down.

Under the turmoil of the crowd, they were almost beaten into the house.

In the early Han Dynasty, the mainstream thinking of the imperial court was the Huang Lao's art of governance by doing nothing, mainly to heal the wounds caused by the war at the end of Qin Dynasty.

However, the main battlefield of Huang Lao's art is at the upper echelons of the imperial court. Among the folk, Confucianism is the only school of thought that thrives.

The reason is naturally not because Confucianism is so powerful, but because Confucianism promotes teaching without discrimination.

Compared with those schools that are very strict in choosing apprentices and successors, Confucianism can be said to directly pull out the fault line.

After all, Confucianism is willing to teach you as long as you are an individual, regardless of your identity or background.

In the era when knowledge is monopolized, this is undoubtedly the king bomb.

Nearly half of the scholars in the world are Confucianists.

It is precisely because of such a huge foundation that later in history, Confucianism was the only one to be respected, and hundreds of schools were dismissed.

Of course, without competitors, Confucianism quickly degenerated into Confucianism, and everyone knows what happened after that.

At this time, the emperor suddenly closed the door to go up, which naturally caused violent fluctuations in Confucianism.

In Yan Yi's mansion, many Confucian scholars gathered here, blushing and quarreling constantly.

At this time, the Confucian scholars of various schools were arguing purely for the sake of quarreling, venting their panic and anger.

Of course, Wei Wan must have been unanimously rejected by all Confucian scholars.

"Isn't this a shark eagle? Why do you have nothing to do to anger the emperor?"

"I really thought that if I had been the teacher of the emperor, I would be able to speak freely. Now I'm fine, and I'll wait for the pitfall."

"What does King Huainan have to do with my Confucianism? Old Wei Wan, hate it!"

"It's really embarrassing that this person still has face to live on!"

'.'

Amidst the din of chattering, the weak Yan Yi finally came out.

A group of Confucian scholars stepped forward one after another, asking what should Confucianism do now?
If it doesn't work, then it can only be broken up.

After all, the Son of Heaven has already said to his face that as long as the Son of Heaven is still alive, he will not give Confucianism a bright future.

According to Liu's narrow-mindedness, Confucianism can hardly see the future.

"Everyone."

Yan Yi raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet first, but unfortunately, the agitated Confucian scholars were making too much noise, and they couldn't calm down for a while.

These people basically came to take part in the imperial examinations, and some even stayed for several years, ten years or even decades.

After finally seeing the opportunity to become a leader, but now he is directly smothered to death, who can bear this.

Yan Yi coughed twice, and was about to tell everyone to calm down again. When discussing countermeasures together, someone ran over in a hurry outside and shouted, "Wei Wan is out of the house!"

All the Confucian scholars were in an uproar, and many of them were gearing up to teach this evil spirit a lesson.

Then the person who heard the report said, "He wore a sword and walked all the way to Weiyang Palace."

The uproar in the yard finally subsided gradually.

Many people looked at each other in blank dismay, already understanding Wei Wan's plan.

Of course, it is impossible for Wei Wan to assassinate the emperor with a sword. The only possibility is that he wants to use his life to fight for opportunities for Confucianism.

'cough cough cough~~~'

With an eager expression, Yan Yi coughed repeatedly and asked the servants to quickly prepare the car to go to Weiyang Palace.

When Yan Yi's carriage hurriedly arrived in front of Weiyang Palace, all he saw was Wei Wan who was lying in a pool of blood.

"Your Majesty~~~" Yan Yi, who got off the carriage, immediately sat down on the ground when he saw this scene, tears streaming down his face, "Why did this happen!?"

He really couldn't understand why the Son of Heaven hated Confucianism so much.

If you don't want to see it, then why let yourself be a big farmer?Moreover, during the imperial examination, many Confucian children passed the examination.

Is it really because of Wei Wan's rude words?
Wei Wan has nothing to do here, even if he doesn't want to die.

On the one hand, it is the future of Confucianism, and on the other hand, it is the face of the emperor.

Both sides were squeezing him, and Wei Wan had no choice but to die.

Yan Yi vomited blood, and was hurriedly sent back to the mansion with the help of the servants.

But the group of Confucian scholars who came over were mostly happy when they saw the scene before them.

They felt that if Wei Wan killed himself, the emperor would let Confucianism go.

But the result was that Li Yunze had no intention of letting go at all.

He was already disappointed in Confucianism, and he was not willing to give them even a chance.

The news in Chang'an city always affects the hearts of people all over the world.

After hearing the news that Confucianism was loathed by the emperor, the Confucian masters from all over the world couldn't sit still, and they all set off to Chang'an City to find a way.

The so-called hundreds of schools of thought, no matter what their ideas are, will ultimately be realized through the emperor and the court.

A more intuitive display is that the prerequisite for a school to survive is to be able to exist in the court.

For Confucianism to be directly banned by the emperor at this time, this is a major event in which the world has collapsed and the direct transmission has been cut off.

"Big Sinon."

Dong Zhongshu entered Chang'an City, and went straight to Yan Yi's mansion, "What does the Son of Heaven mean?"

Not in the mood and time to be courteous, Dong Zhongshu came straight to the point.

"The Son of Heaven has made up his mind." Yan Yi, who looked haggard, shook his head again and again, "A few days ago, he issued an order that all Confucianists in the court should either withdraw from Confucianism or resign from office."

"hiss."

Dong Zhongshu gasped, "It's so serious?"

"That's right." Yan Yi smiled wryly, "I've found everyone I can find, but it's useless to anyone who says it. Your Majesty is determined to destroy Confucianism."

Frowning, Dong Zhongshu asked suspiciously, "What's the reason? There must be a reason for everything. Why does the emperor hate my Confucianism so much? When the first emperor burned books and robbed Confucians, he was not so cruel. This is digging the roots of Confucianism!"

Yan Yi didn't want to talk any more, he had already said what should be said and what should not be said, but the emperor didn't listen.

Dong Zhongshu walked around a few times, and then said to Yan Yi, "I want to see Your Majesty."

Yan Yi with a flat face had completely given up, and nodded indifferently, "I can tell you about it, but I don't know if His Majesty would like to see you."

"It's work."

Li Yunze naturally knew Dong Zhongshu's name.

So not surprisingly, Dong Zhongshu came to Weiyang Palace a few days later.

"Meet Your Majesty, Your Majesty Wannian~~~"

Dong Zhongshu saluted and got up, looked at the extraordinary emperor, secretly startled, "it really is the emperor's bearing. '

"Dong Zhongshu."

Li Yunze sized up the man in front of him who single-handedly pushed Confucianism to its peak, "Why did you come to see me today?"

"His Majesty."

Dong Zhongshu didn't talk nonsense, and just lay flat, "Dare to ask Your Majesty, how can we let Confucianism go?"

Hearing this, Li Yunze frowned, "So what if you don't let go?"

Dong Zhongshu saluted with a wry smile, "If Your Majesty doesn't let go, we can only consider ourselves unlucky. From then on, there will be no Confucianism in the big man."

"You are quite interesting."

Li Yunze laughed loudly when he heard the words, "Okay, then I will give you a way to survive."

He raised a finger, and said to Dong Zhongshu, "All schools of Confucianism, only the Gongyang school is allowed."

As soon as this remark came out, Dong Zhongshu's brows twitched suddenly, and he almost lost control of his expression.

He was a Ram himself.

Li Yunze then raised his second finger, "Confucianism must be changed, and how to change it is up to me."

There are still some useful things in Confucianism, such as teaching without discrimination is the embryonic form of compulsory education.

It's just that there are more dross, so we must make good arrangements.

"Finally." Li Yunze raised his third finger, "Confucianism must change its name and surname. From then on, there will be no Confucianism in the world!"