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Chapter Sixty-One

"Whatever Eunuch Qiu says, I will do it!"

Kong Wenshao said very wisely and decisively gave up the memorial that had been prepared in his study to impeach Wang Yangming.

His Kong family is already extremely prosperous, there is no need to get involved in the whirlpool of the imperial court and involve himself in it.

The imperial court just didn't want to offend scholars all over the world because of the Confucius family. It didn't mean that the imperial court had nothing to do with the Confucius family. Which one was more orthodox, Confucius in the south or Confucius in the north, had always been a powerful means for the court to manipulate the Confucius.

If the imperial court recognizes that the Confucius family is the direct descendant of Confucius, if the imperial court does not recognize it, the direct descendants of the Confucius family can be replaced at any time.

"Yan Shenggong still understands the righteousness deeply."

Qiu Ju pretended to praise him and said: "A large number of scholars gathered outside the palace gate and demanded that Your Majesty severely punish Wang Yangming, Wangge Lao. Duke Yan Sheng should also know about this!"

"I have heard a little bit about it."

Kong Wenshao nodded slightly. The Kong family still had some insiders in the capital, so they naturally knew what was happening in the capital immediately!

Otherwise, he would not have written the memorial to impeach Wang Yangming early and waited for officials who needed to rely on his prestige to gain the authority of the Holy Duke to come to him.

"Old Wang Ge presided over the reform in compliance with His Majesty's decree. Now a large number of scholars have gathered at the palace gate, intending to take advantage of the general trend and force His Majesty. The Confucius family has been favored by the emperor and has been honored and favored. Doesn't Duke Yan Sheng have nothing to say?"

Qiu Ju's long and narrow eyes were fixed on Kong Wenshao, and the soft steel sword in his hand was still bleeding. As long as he said something wrong, someone would immediately go to the underworld to serve Kong Fuzi and his old man.

"My lord, my lord..."

Kong Wenshao broke into cold sweat, and he completely understood the reason why Qiu Ju came to him, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense. Qiu Ju was the king of hell, and he didn't dare to offend those civil servants who manipulated scholars to force the palace.

Once you say what you shouldn't say, you will offend the civil service group to death. Whether the Kong family can still have the status it has today is unknown in the future.

How many years have passed since Confucius died? Why does the Confucius family still have an extremely lofty status? In the former Song Dynasty, it was even named Yanshenggong. It was hereditary and passed down from generation to generation. It was because the literati community needed the Confucian family as a great leader.

The more the flag is held high, the more it can reflect the dignity of the literati group.

If he becomes a stranger to the literati community and goes against those civil servants who have the right to speak, then the future of the Kong family will be worrying!

"Um......"

Qiu Ju frowned coldly and was quite displeased with Kong Wenshao's hesitation. The emperor wanted him to open his mouth, but he resisted. He still refused and did not take the emperor seriously.

"Eunuch Qiu, let me think about it, let me think about it..."

Kong Wenshao looked at Qiu Ju almost pleadingly. It was related to the glory of the Kong family for a hundred years, and he had to be cautious.

However, there were only two roads before him, two dead ends.

By siding with the emperor, the Confucian government would be safe, but it would completely break with the civil service group and become a thorn in the flesh of a large number of upper-class people.

By siding with the civil servant group, the Confucius family may be destroyed by Qiu Ju now. Afterwards, Qiu Ju may be used as a scapegoat and buried with the Confucius family, but the life of the Kong family is precious, and it cannot be compared with that of a eunuch.

"Mr. Yansheng had better think quickly and don't make our family wait too long!"

Although Qiu Ju spoke lightly, his hands were merciless and he killed a side branch of the Kong family with one sword!

He looked like he was enjoying himself. Unlike Liu Jin who could withstand the temptation, he chose to practice it without hesitation after getting the manuscript of the evil-proofing sword technique. His mind became twisted and perverted, and he had an inexplicable hobby for killing people.

Originally, he could just let his subordinates do the killing, but he insisted on doing it himself because he enjoyed the moment of killing, the beauty and pleasure brought by the falling blood, and that indescribable feeling was more humane than him

He must be intoxicated at all times.

"Master Yansheng, think about it slowly, but I would like to remind you that the world belongs to Your Majesty."

"Before making a choice, you'd better think clearly about how much you weigh and whether you can withstand His Majesty's thunderous wrath and the might of God."

"Think about it again, is it worth risking the entire Kong family for a group of people who are destined to die?"

While exerting psychological pressure on Kong Wenshao, Qiu Ju swung his sword to kill the Kong family members. Within a few words, many more Kong family members died under his sword.

That look like a drug addict made all his Dongchang fans shudder.

"Father, just agree, I don't want to die!"

"The head of the family..."

"uncle......"

Kong Wenshao was still walking around, struggling fiercely in his heart. The Kong family collapsed first, crying and begging Kong Wenshao to quickly agree to Qiu Ju's request. They were still young and didn't want to die yet.

Those old people from the Kong family didn't say anything out of shame, but they were thinking the same thing. They had been famous all their lives, and they didn't want to be humiliated by Qiu Ju, a dead eunuch with a twisted mind when they were halfway through the gate of hell.

Indiscriminate killing.

Qiu Ju threatened him in front, and the Kong family members cried and complained behind him. Kong Wenshao couldn't bear it any longer, and his psychological defense was completely broken: "Don't kill me anymore. I am willing to do everything for Your Majesty, and I will do whatever it takes."

After saying that, he fell directly to the ground. He knew that from now on, the Confucius family would be a puppet in the hands of the emperor. If the Confucius family was held hostage to order Shilin, by then, I don't know how many upper-level officials would destroy the ancestors of the Confucius family.

Yashiro sent greetings all over.

"Mr. Yan Shenggong is a sensible person after all."

Qiu Ju said calmly that he had already seen clearly what Kong Wenshao was like. On the surface, he was a descendant of Confucius, a world-famous and highly respected scholar, but in fact he was just a paper tiger, looking good but useless.

He has neither the integrity of the famous ancient warriors who would rather die than surrender, nor the courage to risk everything, so he was doomed from the beginning to succumb obediently.

To put it more seriously, the Kong family in Shandong is a group of spineless people, worse than Lu Bu, a slave of the third surname. It would be a huge miracle if he could resist to the end.

"Since Duke Yan Sheng has decided to break with those lawless and rebellious ministers, why not do it more quickly and make your Majesty look at the Confucius Mansion with admiration."

A strange light flashed in Qiu Ju's eyes, and he wanted to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha and give Zhu Houzhao a big gift.

"What does Eunuch Qiu mean?"

Kong Wenshao asked cautiously. He always felt that this damn eunuch Qiu Ju had no good intentions.

"His Majesty ordered Mr. Wang Ge to preside over the reform. One of the reforms was land reform. An inventory of the land in the world was required, and it was nationalized and then redistributed. I heard that the Confucius Mansion had countless acres of land, and most of Shandong was owned by the Confucius Mansion."

"Why don't Duke Yansheng donate all the land, firstly, to respond to His Majesty's aspirations and conform to the general trend of the court, and secondly, to allow the people of Shandong to bathe in the grace of Confucius?"

Qiu Ju chuckled, but it really hit Kong Wenshao's bottom line.

"What?"

Kong Wenshao jumped three feet high and looked at Qiu Ju in disbelief. He handed over all the land that the Kong family had accumulated for hundreds of years. Did he hear wrongly or Qiu Ju was crazy!

That is land, a wealth that can be passed down forever, not weeds on the roadside. No matter how much you cut it and give it away, you will not feel bad about it.

For an emperor, cutting land is like cutting flesh. For a family like the Kong family, land is life, and they would rather die than hand over the land unconditionally.


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