For these people, they only have their former status, their former privileges, their former unattainableness, rather than the happiness of the people in the world!

All contradictions are ultimately conflicts of interests!

The candlelight slowly burned, and soon the night passed, and the nobles of all countries began to leave and stopped.

Even before leaving, no one in the six kingdoms, nor the various schools of thought did not reply.

This meeting is destined to end in vain.

When seeing off the countries, Kong Xian stood outside Xiaoxian Village, watching their leaving carriage, with strange flashes in his eyes, and standing in the wind.

Behind him, Yan Kong followed. He didn't speak much just now, but now he couldn't help it and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Kong, can we really not do anything this time?"

"If Zhang Liang talked about the Huns, the tyrannical Qin Dynasty would definitely be surging."

"Although those remnants of the six kingdoms did not agree, there would definitely be someone among them who couldn't help but take action."

"They will not be afraid of the tyrant, nor will they be afraid of Wang Yuan. They will only want to restore the country!"

"Abolishing all schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone has already made us extremely passive."

"If our Confucianism is slow, we may have a hard time in the future."

As he spoke, his words paused slightly.

"Brother Kong, I really can't understand."

"And that case, the feudal system will never be restored, and Guo Yuyue's obsession will also......"

"Brother Yan, you're thinking too much."

After interrupting, Kong Xian smiled and turned around without any hesitation:

"Guo Yuyue cannot replace us Confucianism, and so is Zhang Liang. They don't count anything!"

"The true Confucianism has been in harmony with the world from beginning to end! Even if our Xiaoxianzhuang is destroyed and I die, this goal will not change at all!"

"As long as someone has a great heart, he is a great scholar!"

"Confucian heritage has always been thought!"

"Guo Yuyue believes that restoring the feudal system is a great harmony in the world, and Zhang Liang believes that overthrowing the tyrannical Qin is a great harmony in the world. These are just their own obsessions."

"The so-called saint is willing to die for the faith in his heart!"

"I've been waiting for this day!"

"Brother Kong, don't talk nonsense." Yan Kong was a little nervous, his palms were covered in sweat.

"A gentleman cannot die easily!"

In this era, people are still very taboo to die, especially Kong Xian is still the saint who has few bloodlines left.

If Kong Xian dies, then the saint's bloodline is likely to wither.

This is a loss that Confucianism cannot bear!

Yan Kong was very worried.

"Ha ha!"

"Why care about these illusions?"

"The sage has words - a gentleman is used to describe righteousness, and a villain is used to describe profit!"

Kong Xian chuckled, extremely free and easy, unlike Yan Kong's nervousness, so he didn't care at all.

"And the tyrants we now are no longer the tyrants we knew before."

"Qin's future is completely beyond our expectations!"

"If Qin loses this time, then our Confucianism will immediately hide from the world and avoid the six countries."

"What if I win? If the tyrant Qin really suppressed the Huns..."

Yan Kong couldn't help but answer the conversation, his tone trembled.

"What should we do?"

"Then we Confucians will immediately enter Xianyang and worship the Qin Dynasty! We recognize that Li Si is a great scholar of the world!"

After a pause, Kong Xian's smile became stronger and stronger, and he said something that shocked Yan Kong:

"At the same time, Wang Yuan, who has realized the harmony of the world...

Become a saint of our Confucianism!”

.........

Seven days ago, night was approaching in Chongquan County.

Ying Zheng and Wang Jian left in a carriage. Wang Li and the other two rode on another car.

Behind it is a huge convoy, full of paper and weapons.

After all, he is the dignified Emperor of the First Emperor and he will have to court tomorrow, so Ying Zheng cannot spend the night in Chongquan County.

Wang Yuan did not follow him on the grounds that he had a severe cold and sneezing wildly, so he chose to stay in Chongquan County to recuperate.

"Ah Yeh!"

"I can't follow you back to Xianyang. I'm really... Ah Yeh! So sad!"

"Your Majesty! I can't... A Yee... I'll accompany you again!"

"Woooooooooooooo~"

[Wuhu! I'm finally going to be free!]

【Woooo~ It’s been too difficult these days!】

[Brother Zheng, go all the way, and you will never come back again!]

【I really don’t want to see you again!】

Ying Zheng: "..."

Although I knew this guy wanted to slap in the fish, I didn't have time to pay attention to it. Instead, I chose to let Wang Yuan go.

After all, this guy's performance just now is really satisfying.

Anyway, in this Chongquan County, which is like a solid wall, there is no need to worry about the safety of Yin and Yang people.

It is also favorable for stocking, suitable for long-term development, and suitable for multiple harvests.

As the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Zheng said that he has always been a very visionary king.

Whether it is trees or fisheries, they are cut down on time and order to protect the sustainable development of ecological resources.

And now, it’s Wang Yuan’s turn!

Well, this is a kind of emphasis and preference, and there is no other meaning!

"Ah Yeh!"

A proud Yin-Yang person sneezed and the cold became even worse.

【Strange, why do you feel the top of your head suddenly green, just like a leek?】

[It seems that when I was drawing the glory crystal in my previous life, I also felt this way.]

"Wang Jian, do you understand what I mean?"

On the other side, in the carriage, Ying Zheng, who had left, asked with a smile.

In front of him was Wang Jian, the Marquis of Wucheng.

“…”

Hearing the inquiry, Wang Jian did not answer immediately, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and he turned to ask:

"Your Majesty, who is this Wang Yuan?"

"Why do you take it so seriously, Your Majesty?"

After being with Ying Zheng for so long, Wang Jian had never seen His Majesty value anyone so much.

And now, His Majesty is still asking himself whether he understands what he means?

"Ha ha!"

Ying Zheng chuckled, looked out the window, looked at Chongquan County, which was gradually moving away, and watched the sunset down the mountain:

"Your dear, you've guessed it?"

"Is it!"

Wang Jian's eyes suddenly shrank. He did have some guesses, but he never dared to confirm the authenticity.

After all, this guess is really shocking!

Could it be that I really guessed it right?
To be continued...