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The elder of the Kong family was alright, he could only be regarded as a slap in the face, and since then he lost his reputation, returned to Qufu in despair, and then waited quietly for the coming of the year, before he passed away and returned to the west.

In the years to come, I'm afraid that there will be few people, and it will never return to the former scenery.

It's really miserable for the slippery man who secretly instigates to act as the 'executor'.

But the next day, someone found his soaked corpse in the Qinhuai River. Every bone in his body was crushed, and the skin on his face was peeled off, and the skin on one side was completely pasted on the other. On the one hand, he was dressed up as an ugly face.

Such a miserable death, but not even the evil spirits and ghosts were left behind.

Of course it couldn't be Wang Jingshu, let alone Confucianism cultivator.

The most likely one is a warrior who 'does justice'.

After all, Wu Xiu is Cao Zhe's own son, and Ru Xiu can only be regarded as adopted.

As a son, it's okay to vent your anger on your father's behalf.

Wuxiu is not like Confucianism, there are so many rules and constraints.

Cao Zhe never imprisoned the ferocity and wildness of these martial arts.

Without ferocity and wildness, can the word Wuxiu stand up?

Ling Linxuan's proposal was widely recognized by scholars.

On the premise that Emperor Chu Zhang Bairen did not say a word about this matter, a large number of Confucianism cultivators and old scholars who did not enter Haoran's sect but claimed to be Confucian disciples rushed to Jinling City one after another, preparing to participate in this grand meeting.

It's just that those who have ulterior motives are always missing a leader, and they seem to be in a mess.

After all, no one knows how many copybooks of Master Wang Jingshu still have on her body.

Unless one has very firm belief in one's own 'character', otherwise, everyone is worried that they will be sent flying in a confrontation and directly killed.

This may also be the real intention of Cao Zhe to leave three copybooks.

If he was in person, it would be difficult for the incident to detonate easily.

If he is completely absent, things will completely get out of control again.

So between being and not being, it is just right.

Despite this, many people still don't let go of the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, wanting to overthrow the blockade of Confucianism Cultivators, regain their rights and glory, once again occupy that mainstream voice, and have a position that counts.

Wang Jingshu's scandal is nothing!

Those who lost their rights behind them and want to regain them are the real pushers.

Dao Mo is insane, he doesn't know the strength of the sword in the master's hand.

Zhu Yuanzhang killed corrupt officials one by one, and the more he killed, the more he killed. Corrupt officials still breed like weeds, and they can't be killed cleanly.

People are in awe of authority, but they are also more likely to be lost in their minds by money, beauty, power, and desire.

Those who can calmly point out the country are just watching the fire from the other side.

He really threw two gold bricks in front of him, even though he knew that the gold bricks were stained with blood, he would be in big trouble.

How many people don't want to be tempted, and run away without wanting to put it in their pockets, hoping to get lucky?

Time passed by little by little, and the city of Jinling was full of big turbans.

It was as if the whole city became gentle and elegant in an instant.

It's just that the boats on the Qinhuai River are often fully loaded, and the draft is almost at the limit.

Under the night, a large number of lanterns and fireworks were lit on the bustling riverside.

Wang Jingshu stood by the river, looking at the prosperity in the distance, her face full of misery.

Happiness belongs to others... what does it have to do with her?

The core contradiction of the incident has indeed been transferred a lot from her.

But her originally 'harmonious and beautiful' harem has fallen apart and is full of contradictions.

There is no going back.

Chapter 296 Who dares to say Master?

Wang Jingshu's melancholy, Cao Zhe, who is a cheap brother, doesn't care.

At this time, the center of the storm has quietly shifted from Wang Jingshu to how to establish rules for Confucianism.

People who have demands from various aspects are gearing up.

This is not the only case for Confucian disciples.

Even the military generals in the court and the nobles of the Zhu family have long complained about the Confucianism cultivators.

After all, in the past, it was not uncommon for Confucianism cultivators to interfere in other people's affairs in the name of justice.

Although most of them come from 'good intentions', they have also done 'evil things' in a sense.

This is inevitable.

The Dao of Grand Virtue originally created by Cao Zhe and the Qi of Grand Virtue he launched are very rough and one-size-fits-all.

The awe-inspiring spirit does not have an artificial intelligence, and it can accurately distinguish whose justice is completely reasonable in the popular sense, and whose justice is difficult for ordinary people to accept?

Individuals are different, and the requirements for moral literacy are also very different.

It is still Haoran Academy, but this time, the venue of the conference has been moved to Yunxue Terrace halfway up Meihua Mountain.

This place is the one with the widest area and the widest view in the entire academy.

It can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people.

Not only Confucianism cultivators and disciples of Confucianism sects came to participate in this 'big event', but also all kinds of religions and streams, some to join in the fun, and some to see if they could take the opportunity to make trouble.

Even the monsters who didn't do anything wrong secretly sneaked into a few of them, deeply displaying the spirit of not fearing death.

Before the conference even started, dozens of debates had already been held.

Confucianism Cultivator and some Confucianism disciples who were not recognized by Hao Ranzhi argued with each other, each winning or losing.

However, Confucianism cultivators have one thing to do, that is, when their tongues are not as good as their opponents, they will reply "I have the spirit of arrogance", which will make the opponent so angry that they can't wait for the seven orifices to smoke.

In fact, there are tens of thousands of scholars in the world, how many of them can be recognized by Hao Ranzhi?

Most scholars just use reading as a tool, as a ladder to cross classes and realize their own ambitions and desires.

It is normal to write one thing on paper and do another thing in reality.

Therefore, most of the Confucianism cultivators present at this time are fighting ten against one, and one more person spit at one mouthful. It is said that these Confucianism cultivators are almost dying.

Before the meeting officially started, the atmosphere at the meeting place was already filled with an increasingly intense smell of gunpowder.

"Everyone! Everyone!"

"Be quiet! Be quiet! Just listen to the old man." The one who spoke at this time was the current dean of the academy, the great Confucian Cheng Jing.

Even among scholars in the popular sense, he has great prestige, so when he speaks, most of them calm down with dignity.

"The old man is already very clear about your demands."

"Indeed, our Confucianism Cultivator's definition is not clear, so that there are some behaviors of fellow practitioners that make everyone feel dissatisfied."

"That's why we gathered here to discuss a charter to restrict the behavior of Confucianism cultivators and standardize the Confucianism cultivator system." Cheng Jingben said loudly.

Suddenly someone interrupted: "You Cheng is also a Confucianism cultivator, what qualifications do you have to express your opinions on behalf of everyone?"

One person spoke, and then a large number of people followed him and followed him.

The disaster of Confucianism cultivators, to put it bluntly, is not to suffer from few, but to suffer from inequality.

What is even more heart-wrenching is that those who have studied hard for many years are completely rejected because they cannot enter the threshold of Confucianism.

Knowledge does not represent character, and character does not represent knowledge.

For those who have been denied knowledge because of their 'character', how can a few words be able to appease the anger and unwillingness accumulated in their hearts?

Most of the Confucian disciples who came this time did not intend to "establish rules" for Confucianism cultivators, but to "drive out" Confucianism cultivators, turning the popular Confucianism cultivators into a kind of "practice" for narrow-minded people 'faction.

Any superficial and superficial attack serves this ultimate purpose.

Originally, this goal would be achieved during the last attack on Wang Jingshu.

It's just that the 'two talismans' left by Cao Zhe disintegrated the first wave of offensive, and took advantage of the trend to push the whole situation to a higher level.

Get more people involved.

Cheng actually wanted to speak, but the current head of the Kong family led the crowd to appear and said directly: "From today onwards, I, as the successor of the most holy master, announce that all so-called Confucianism cultivators will be expelled from the Confucian school. In the future, you will no longer be able to teach, give speeches, or serve as officials in the name of 'Confucianism'."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

The words of the head of the Kong family do not have any legal effect.

However, the influence is full.

Of course, the Confucian family also has Confucianism cultivators, but not only are they mostly side branches, but their cultivation bases are not advanced.

If it continues, the Kong family is afraid that it will be difficult to maintain the name of a thousand-year-old family, and even more worried that there will be a situation of strong branches and weak branches, which will cause the entire Kong family to fall apart.

"Did you say no to it?"

"Although the most holy teacher founded Confucianism, how can it be your family's contribution to the development of Confucianism?" Someone in the crowd shouted.

Taking a closer look, the speaker was actually a martial artist.

Indeed, only warriors who have nothing to do with Confucianism dare to directly bombard the Confucian family.

It's not that people with serious Confucian backgrounds can't think of it, but it's inconvenient to say it.

"Vulgar warrior, get out!"

"How can you talk here?" A Confucian scholar who followed the head of the Kong family scolded.

Although the individual warriors are powerful, no one is worried that these warriors will kill here.

After all...there are still so many Confucianism cultivators townships, aren't they?

These people who oppose Confucianism Cultivator are mostly from various wealthy families. They are against Confucianism Cultivator at this time, but this does not prevent them from privately promoting Confucianism Cultivation methods in their respective families, and even setting it as A benchmark for the degree to which family disciples are valued.

Rules and restrictions are set by others.

How could he easily put shackles on himself?

It is only the majority of 'outsiders' who need ignorance and blockade, but they still need to maintain their detachment in knowledge, information, and right to speak.

"They can't say it! Can I say it?" Cao Zhe's voice came from the clouds, but the person didn't arrive. It is very likely that the real body is still in Martial Dao Mountain at this time, but the voice came first.

The originally noisy crowd fell silent when they heard this voice.

"Master!" People shouted one after another, and then bowed down humbly.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, no matter what kind of dispute there is, in front of Cao Zhe, they must show at least superficial surrender.

Only the Kong family stood in the middle of the crowd, as if being held up by the stars at this time, and they still held their necks high, looking proud.

"What kind of master is he?"

"The ancestor of our family is the master!" A young man from the Kong family whispered.

It's just that before the words were settled, there was only a bang.

He had already been rushed by a martial artist, kicked him flying, hit a side rock, and fell down with a snap. Not only did his muscles and bones break, but he also vomited blood continuously, and half his life was lost even if he didn't die.

Those Confucianism cultivators guarding around, although they have the means, but the reaction speed is still ordinary people, how can they stop the specific behavior of a powerful martial arts in the blink of an eye?

"Boy! If you dare to say one more word, I will immediately cut off your head and use it as a urinal."

"I don't care what you idiots are doing, I don't care, I'm here this time to watch the excitement, to see how you dogs bite dogs. But do you dare to disrespect the master? Hehe... just ask you trash who can only wag your lips , Don't be afraid of the sword in the hands of a hundred thousand martial artists like me." The warrior grinned, grinning his teeth, exuding a glaring cold light, and he really looked much more ferocious than those man-eating monsters and ferocious beasts.

297 Chapter Wengong Zhenyun, Haoran plays Wenqi

The evil of the warrior shocked the arrogance of some Confucian disciples.

Most of the joy that I used to use public opinion and group effects to oppress Confucianism cultivators with morality and continuously achieve "results" disappeared in an instant.

It's like pouring a basin of cold water on your head.

Yes!

And Wu Xiu!