People in Daqin: Choose King Power and Sword Intent at the beginning

Chapter 187: Jade Pendant for Husband and Wife, Confucian Conditions!

"Daddy, who are they?"

The little ginseng ran out bouncing, bit her finger, looked at Ying Ziqing and smiled.

"His Royal Highness is really young and promising."

Noticing Ying Xiaocan's age, Chunyu laughed more and more.

Fusu's expression changed: "Seventh brother, what's going on?"

"Who is this child, why does he call you father?"

"Brother, listen to my explanation, there is a misunderstanding." Ying Ziqing said hastily.

Ying Shen burst into tears immediately: "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

"Daddy, don't you want the little ginseng? You married the name of the little ginseng, have you forgotten?"

"You just drank the tea of ​​little ginseng, do you want to abandon the little ginseng?"

"You are a bad father, I want to tell mother to teach you a lesson, woo woo woo."

"I..." Ying Ziqing was speechless.

Looking at Fusu's confident face.

He knew that he jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash himself away.

"Seventh brother!" Fusu said seriously.

Soon, Ying Shen led Luo Yunran out.

"Ying Ziqing, what happened outside?"

"Seventh brother, who is this?" Fusu asked.

He looked at Ying Ziqing, then at Little Ginseng, and then at Luo Yunran.

There was a look of instant understanding in his eyes, "Seventh brother, since you already have someone you love, why didn't you inform brother and father earlier."

"Now that even the children are so old, the wedding should be decided as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, if this matter gets out, it will ruin my royal reputation."

"Young master Fusu said it is true." Chunyu Yue laughed beside him, quite agreeing.

"I want to marry too, but she doesn't want to." Ying Ziqing smiled helplessly.

Fu Su was taken aback: "Then this child."

"It's not hers." Ying Ziqing said.

"What!" Fusu's expression changed drastically.

"No, I was wrong, this is hers." Ying Ziqing changed his words quickly.

"Both sides even have children, why don't they want to get married?"

"Could it be that this girl has something to hide?" Fu Su asked, looking at Luo Yunran.

"This kid doesn't..." Luo Yunran was about to say something.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough!"

Ying Ziqing coughed violently, and looked at Luo Yunran for help.

Luo Yunran changed his words and said, "There's nothing hard to say, it's just that Ying Ziqing is still too weak."

"Too weak?" Fusu looked suspiciously at Ying Ziqing's lower body.

Ying Ziqing's expression changed: "Brother, what are you thinking?"

"It's not that this is too weak, it's that the cultivation base is too weak!"

Only then did Fusu understand, and nodded.

Looking at Luo Yunran, he defended his brother.

"Miss, what you said is wrong. My seventh younger brother is a dragon and a phoenix among men, and as the prince of the Great Qin Dynasty, he is even more outstanding in terms of cultivation."

"Even the legendary Taoist genius Xiaomeng is not a one-shot enemy of my seventh brother."

"You say that my seventh brother's cultivation base is too weak. I don't know where you got it from?"

"Brother Daqin." Hearing Fusu's words, Ying Ziqing was completely moved.

But he still said helplessly, "Brother, stop talking, it's true that my cultivation base is too weak."

"If you want to know why, just ask your father, he should be able to make it up for you, oh no, tell me a reason."

Qin Shihuang always mistook Luo Yunran for an immortal, and Da Fusu always respected Qin Shihuang the most.

If he wanted Fusu to stop being suspicious, Ying Ziqing had no choice but to start with Qin Shihuang.

"Could it be that the father already knows about the things between you?"

Hearing Ying Ziqing's words, Fusu asked in doubt.

Ying Ziqing shook his head, "I don't know, but you can feel free to ask, Big Brother, Father will make it clear to you."

"Brother? Are you the uncle of Little Ginseng?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, Little Ginseng obediently stood up.

"What's your name, kid?"

Knowing that this is his younger brother's child, Fu Su Aiwu and Wu laughed.

"Hello, Uncle, my name is Yingshen, and my nickname is Xiaorenshen." Xiaorenshen said.

"So cute." Fusu smiled and patted Little Ginseng's head.

"Daddy, you see that everyone likes me so much, don't you want me?" the little ginseng said.

"You are my father's big boy, how could my father not want you." Ying Ziqing smiled and hugged the little ginseng.

Because the little ginseng absorbed his blood, Ying Ziqing still has a natural affinity for the little ginseng.

"If that's the case, then let's get down to business."

Seeing this scene of father's kindness and son's filial piety, Chunyu Yue laughed beside him.

Ying Ziqing nodded, "Okay, everyone, please sit down."

"Mr. Chun, when you come to Xianyang this time, do you dare to ask whether you represent yourself or the entire Confucianism?"

Ying Ziqing asked with a smile, looking at Chunyuyue in front of him.

The maid on the side quickly brought several cups of tea.

Chunyu Yue sipped the tea in his hand, and laughed softly.

"Naturally, he came here on behalf of Confucianism."

"Individually, or as a whole?" Ying Ziqing continued to ask.

"On behalf of the teacher." Chun Yuyue still smiled softly.

"Confucian sage Xunzi?"

Chunyu Yue nodded, "Exactly."

"If this is the case, then you represent the entire Confucianism."

"But as far as I know, Mr. Zhang Liang of your Confucianism seems to have been at odds with me, Da Qin, right?" Ying Ziqing looked at Chun Yuyue.

"Junjun, ministers, fathers, sons."

"Mr. Zifang has been educated by the teacher, His Royal Highness can rest assured." Chunyu Yue said.

"In this case, then I welcome all Confucianists to settle in the Hundred Schools Academy."

"His Royal Highness, wait, don't be in such a hurry. Although my Confucianists agree to join the Hundred Schools Academy, there is still one condition."

"What condition? Mr. Chun might as well just say it straight," Ying Ziqing said.

"You need three qualifications to enter Daqin's officialdom every year."

As soon as Chunyu Yue's voice fell, the voice of the system in Ying Ziqing's mind immediately sounded.

[Ding, I have detected the situation the host is currently facing, and now give the host the following options! 】

[Option [-]: Agree to Chun Yuyue's request, specialize Confucianism, and get rewards: rewards are no rewards! 】

[Option [-]: Refuse righteous words, get a reward: Husband and wife jade pendant (special)! 】

"It's impossible, the schools of thought will only be the schools of thought in Daqin!"

"And Daqin will never be the Daqin of all schools of thought!"

"If Confucianism enters the Academy of Hundred Schools with this idea, and wants to influence the fairness of my Daqin officialdom, I think Mr. Chun Yuyue will go back and forth from where."

Before seeing the reward given by the system, Ying Ziqing seriously refused.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for choosing successfully, and get a reward: Husband and wife jade pendant (special)]

Fusu's complexion also became very ugly.

"Teacher, when you told me before, you didn't say that Confucianism has this condition."

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Chapter 188: Confucianism returns to obedience, Xiaoyaozi of Renzong!

"His Royal Highness, I think everything can be discussed." Chunyu Yue smiled and stroked his beard.

Ying Ziqing's voice turned cold all of a sudden.

"Mr. Chun, I don't think we have anything to discuss. Please go back."

Fusu also nodded with a grim expression, "Teacher, if the Confucians do this, the students will be powerless."

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Chunyu Yue suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha, the old man said that His Royal Highness is not a good talker, and they still don't believe it."

"Teacher, what do you mean by that?" Fu Su was taken aback.

Ying Ziqing also chuckled lightly: "Mr. Chun, if you have something to say, you might as well speak up."

"His Royal Highness, my Confucianism is willing to submit to Daqin, and the previous condition is not necessary."

"But there is one condition, the old man still has to mention it."

"What conditions?" Ying Ziqing asked.

"Abode." Chunyu said cautiously.

Ying Ziqing was a little puzzled: "Where do you live?"

Chunyu Yue nodded, "That's right, His Royal Highness, it's the residence."

"I have many Confucian disciples, you can't let them not even have a place to live."

"You can rest assured that Mr. Chun, as long as you enter my Baijia Academy, you will naturally have a place to live."

"Although my Great Qin has not done well in many areas, it is not so poor." Ying Ziqing said.

Chun Yuyue shook his head, "Your Highness, I think you misunderstood what I mean."

"The Confucianism that I'm talking about doesn't just refer to the Confucianism in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, but refers to Confucianism all over the world."

"You also know that since ancient times, it is difficult for a poor family to produce a noble son."

"Many Confucian scholars did not join my little Shengxian village due to family conditions and many other problems."

"So Your Royal Highness, the Confucianists would like to implore you to set up a separate resting place outside the Baijiaxue Palace for my Confucian disciples to settle down."

"It has been my long-cherished wish of Confucianism for many years to live in a vast mansion with thousands of rooms, and to shelter the world's poor and happy people."

"But my Confucian school does not have this condition, so we would like to ask His Royal Highness to help us with this."

"Give one to the Confucian scholars all over the world, and one chance to the students all over the world!"