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Chapter 91 Confucianism

The Taiping Army continued to head north under the leadership of He Xuan and Li Xiucheng.

Seeing that, I was about to attack Beijing.

He Xuan couldn't help but sigh: "It will be easy to fight the Eight-Nation Alliance and then fight the Qing army."

"Yes, the Qing army was no longer our opponent." King Zhong Li Xiucheng rode on the horse and sighed quite emotionally: "At that time, it was extremely difficult to fight with the Qing court with the Old King. In the Qing army, there were many famous generals, and their weapons were even more advanced than us."

"Now, I feel that the Qing court is extremely weak and fragile."

At this moment, a man knelt over and said, "Your Majesty, a group of scholars stood in front of our army and said he wanted to see Your Majesty."

"Scholar? What scholar?" He Xuan asked curiously.

"It is said that they are all famous Confucian scholars, such as Zhao Erxun, Zhang Xuecheng, Zhang Xun and others." The soldiers who came to report had read books for a few days, and the names of the people he reported were all very famous figures in the literary world of the late Qing Dynasty.

Once these names are reported, they can be shaken three times on the literary world.

For example, Zhao Erxun, whose courtesy name was Gongxiang, and whose pseudonym was Cishan, was also known as Cishan, and also known as Qibu. He was a native of Zhenglan Banner of the Han army in the late Qing Dynasty and was quite famous in the literary world.

Zhang Xuecheng is also a well-known figure in the literary world and is known as one of the most important figures of the Xihe School.

As for Zhang Xun, this person is said to be a young genius and was quite famous when he first debuted. The most famous thing he did in later generations was that after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, in order to show his loyalty to the Qing Dynasty, Zhang Xun forbidden his troops to cut his braids and was called the "braid coach". In 1913, he suppressed the Yuan army. Later, he served as the Yangtze River inspector and the governor of Anhui. In 1917, he led his troops into Beijing in the name of mediating the "offensive disputes between the government and the court". On July 1, he supported Puyi and restored the dynasty with Kang Youwei, but on the 12th, he was defeated by the "anti-rebellion army" of Duan Qirui, the Anhui warlord, and fled to the Dutch Embassy in China.

These characters are literary giants.

Is he a new literary talent.

In the literary world of the late Qing Dynasty, it was quite prestigious.

It is precisely because these people are not ordinary people.

Therefore, when these people stopped in front, they knew how to write and became scholars, and ran over to report to He Xuan.

"Oh, these people want to see me? Well, because they are also great friends in the literary world, let's see them." He Xuan sneered: "Let them come directly."

"Yes." The soldier reported his orders and after more than ten minutes, the soldier led a large number of scholars with long braids. Among these people were elderly, middle-aged and young people.

However, everyone has a common characteristic, and they have a certain status in the literary world.

These people finally saw He Xuan, and their eyes couldn't help but narrowed together. His Majesty the young king of the Taiping Army didn't look very vicious. This gave them more confidence in what they were going to do today.

"See Your Majesty the Young Heavenly King." The crowd saluted.

"Oh, I heard you have something to see me, tell me." He Xuan said coldly on the horse.

Many of these literati were dissatisfied with seeing He Xuan on horseback. A young literati said, "We are all people in the literary world and are quite famous. Your Majesty is the king of the Taiping Army. Have you ever heard that as a king, you should treat the wise and the inferior."

He Xuan frowned and sneered: "If you have something to say, if you have farts, let go. If you don't agree, get out."

He Xuan looked down on these literati very much.

These literati learned Confucian principles, and the Four Books and Five Classics are used as a ball.

If they are studying science and engineering and can help them build ships and cannons, it will naturally be a huge difference.

Most of these literary masters looked ugly.

After a long time, Zhao Erxun, among the crowd, stood up: "We are asking to see Your Majesty. There is indeed something wrong, and I want to sue you."

"explain."

Zhao Erxun said in a deep voice: "We are ministers from the Qing Dynasty. We live in the Qing land and grow up with Qing rice. The Qing Dynasty was like our biological parents. His Majesty led the Taiping Army to resist the Qing Dynasty, which was unfaithful and unfilial."

"I hope Your Majesty will return to Tianjing and set aside the north and south."

"From then on, we returned to Qing, and the Taiping Army in the south."

"This is how you can repay the favor."

Zhang Xun also said, "Yes, now you are leading your army to attack the Qing court. Are you worthy of the Qing rice you have eaten since you were young and worthy of the Qing Dynasty's upbringing?"

Other literary masters of the Qing Dynasty also interrupted one by one. The Zhihu people said the same meaning as Zhao Erxun and Zhang Xun. Anyway, He Xuan took the Taiping Army to Jinling honestly and not to come to the north again.

He Xuan listened quietly. After listening for a while, he suddenly smiled: "Are you finished speaking?"

Seeing He Xuan's peaceful attitude, the masters of the literary world nodded with satisfaction. They even thought in their hearts that it seemed that things would happen today.

Zhang Xun even stood up and said, "Actually, you can also submit to the Qing court. You are the king of the Qing court. I think that Lord Lao Fu will forgive you. In this way, my Great China is unified, wouldn't it be beautiful?"

King Zhong Li Xiucheng watched from the side and began to hear other people's literary masters in the Qing Dynasty asking He Xuan to lead his army back to the south. He felt that these people were not ill. When he heard Zhang Xun's suggestion, he felt that this person's mind was really not conscious.

However, He Xuan's face became more and more calm.

"Come on, drag all these people out and behead them." He Xuan said calmly.

"You can't kill me. You can't kill me. I am the master of the literary world of the Qing Dynasty. If you kill me, you will be an enemy of the entire scholar. Since ancient times, those who are an enemy of scholars have never had a good ending." Zhao Erxun shouted.

"Yes, we are literati, master of literary world, and master of literary world. Even Emperor Tongzhi, when we see us, we will be treated with extra courtesy and give us seats. You can't kill us." Zhang Licheng also shouted.

"If you kill us, you will be a tyrant, and you will be infatuated for thousands of years." Zhang Xun also shouted and cursed.

"Haha, I said I dragged it out and killed it. Haven't you heard it yet?" He Xuan shouted coldly: "If you don't kill these people, I will kill all of you soldiers."

The soldiers who were leading the way around were scholars, so they were respectful to these literary masters. So when He Xuan called out the first time, he had not taken action.

But after hearing the second sound, I could no longer bear it. No matter how important the lives of these literary masters are, they are not as important as their own.

"Drag it out and beheaded."

"Drag it out and beheaded."
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