Daqin: The golden list came to the world, Zulong begged me to supervise the country

After receiving the order from Ying Changge, Wang Ben pulled out the Qin sword that was stuck on the ground, and under the sunlight, the cold light flickered.

"What on earth are you going to do!"

"I am the successor of the Confucian sage, the leader of Confucianism, how can you treat me like this!"

Kong Yu roared loudly, looking at the Daqin Ruishi who surrounded him, he was already extremely flustered.

He couldn't stop backing up with both feet, he knew that he should rush to Ying Changge and hold down his sleeve to ask for clarification.

But in the end, it was the fear of the cold light that overcame reason.

These Confucian scholars reunited together, hoping to use this to stop the progress of those Great Qin warriors.

"Oh!"

However, those great Qin warriors don't care who you are!
With a kick, an old Confucian was kicked flying, fell to the ground, vomited blood, and was tied up like a bound animal.

"Slightly resist, shoot and kill!" Ying Changge said coldly.

Countless Confucian scholars looked at the surrounding soldiers, and boundless fear spread from the bottom of their hearts.

Such tiger and wolf sergeants, with their pen-holding scholars, how could they have the ability to fight?

"A literati cannot be underestimated, who dares to touch me!"

"Hero, spare me, I will do it myself, I will do it myself!"

"We can catch him without a fight, but we must meet His Majesty the First Emperor!"

"We must report this matter to His Majesty the First Emperor!"

"..."

Many Confucian scholars are still thinking about it even though they are afraid in their hearts.

Some scolded, some resisted, and some obeyed.

However, in front of these sharp warriors, resistance is death.

After several Confucian scholars were directly beheaded because they resisted too violently.

Even though the rest of the people refused to admit defeat, they put away their actions of resistance one after another.

This poor appearance made Ying Changge really laugh at these sour scholars.

……

Not long after, the tens of thousands of Confucian scholars were neatly listed in front of Xianyang Palace like tied up bacon.

"His Royal Highness, they are all tied up!" Wang Ben stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

On the side, many ministers who were standing and waiting had ugly expressions on their faces.

It seems that Ying Changge is teaching these Confucian scholars a lesson, but in fact, why is it not beating them?
"Very good." Ying Changge stood up and looked at the group of Confucian scholars who still had strong discontent on their faces.

In order to prevent these Confucian scholars from continuing to speak rudely, Wang Ben kindly blocked the mouths of these people.

Ying Changge glanced coldly, and then a cold voice sounded: "I gave you guys a chance."

"The first time, it was Chunyu Yue who took the lead. I had already clearly explained the exam questions, but they refused. In desperation, I could only make an example of others."

"The second time, it was the group of underachievers who didn't have enough talent, so why should they question others? They kept saying that I cheated, so tell me, where is the evidence? Have you read the test papers? Or those who are above the court?" Show, have you really seen it?"

"I thought this matter would be over. I killed many of your Confucianists. I invite you to come here and apologize to you. In the future, I can still let your Confucianism develop steadily. We will not violate the river."

"And what about you?"

"How many incidents can be caused by one thing?"

"Abolish the imperial examination? Provoke the courtiers? Challenge the imperial power?"

"You think I'm really not angry?"

Ying Changge's cold voice resounded in the square.

Some Confucian scholars also showed embarrassment, but some of them remained unchanged.

"My royal father has respected scholars all over the world for so many years, and has guaranteed your survival and learning environment as much as possible."

"But what about the rewards you bring?"

"Is it just questioning the prince in the palace and constantly stirring up disputes in the local area!"

After Ying Changge finished speaking, he took a deep breath and turned around.

Although the voice was not loud, everyone heard Ying Changge's words clearly.

"Destroy all these people to the wilderness west of Xianyang City, dig a pit and bury them."

A voice that only Wang Ben could hear came out.

This time, even Wang Ben's eyes trembled.

You know, these are tens of thousands of Confucian scholars!

If this is really all killed, I am afraid that in the future, the literati in the world will be dissatisfied!
But since Ying Changge did this, he must have his own reasons. Wang Ben didn't believe that Ying Changge's ideas would be inferior to his.

"The last general takes orders!"

With a wave of Wang Ben's hand, the thousands of soldiers pushed and shoved the bound Confucian scholars and walked towards the gate of the city.

Along the way, the hearts of the common people trembled when they saw the dark Confucian scholars and the Great Qin warriors holding long swords.

Those Confucian scholars were full of shame and anger.

Could it be that the prince is going to parade them through the streets?

But they also found that the team did not stop, but walked towards the outside of the city gate.

……

An hour later.

On the wilderness west of Xianyang City.

"stop!"

Wang Ben at the front raised his hand, and many soldiers behind him stopped immediately.

Someone raised their eyes and saw that there was a wasteland here, and there were no cages or anything other than that.

Kong Yu looked at the bare ground, and suddenly felt a little ominous in his heart.

"Woooo!"

"Woooooo!"

He wanted to say something, but because his mouth was stuffed with a cloth strip, he could only make a whining sound.

Wang Ben waved his hand, and many soldiers stepped forward and started digging holes on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the Confucian scholars, who hadn't thought of this at first, felt a little fear for no reason.

"Could it be that we are going to be buried alive?!"

"What are they going to do!"

"No, they are digging holes!"

"This is to kill us!"

"..."

Many Confucian scholars began to feel fear in their hearts.

Some people were even tearful and wanted to run outside.

Even if he is killed now, it is better than being buried alive!

There was also a bit of madness in Kong Yu's eyes. Under such a desperate situation, the old Confucian looked around and saw that there were fewer soldiers in one direction, so he sprinted towards that direction.

At this moment, there was only one word in his mind, and that was to run!
Run like crazy!

As long as you can run out, run to the palace, you can see His Majesty the First Emperor, and you can save everyone!
He must tell His Majesty to let this tyrannical prince be buried with him!

But the next second...

"Chong!"

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed sounded.

laugh!
Almost instantly, the long sword passed through his thigh and directly plunged into the ground.

Nailed him in place abruptly!

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

This severe pain swept through the entire brain like a storm, and the leader fell to the ground in an instant, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The other Confucian scholars who were about to run stopped when they saw this scene.

It would be fine if it could be cut with a single sword. How many people can bear this kind of pain?
Naturally, Wang Ben also saw this scene, smiled coldly, and walked forward slowly.

He came to Kong Yu and squatted down, pulled off the cloth strip in Kong Yu's mouth, and said sarcastically: "Why, now you think about it and run away?"

"Are you scared now that you think about it?"