Ying Fusu's bedroom, Dazheng Palace.

At the request of Ying Chengqi, Ying Fusu invited all the eunuchs and palace maids.

The grease in the palace lanterns was burning with candles.

Ying Chengqi sat on Ying Fusu's bed, crossed his legs, held his arms and looked at Ying Fusu with sneering.

Ying Fusu was uncomfortable being seen, straightened her clothes and bowed, "Thank you uncle."

"I dare not be your uncle." Ying Chengqiu's tone was extremely poor: "What kind of virtue is Ying Chengqiu? How dare I be your uncle Ying Fusu, the great sage Ying?"

Ying Fusu looked ashamed and said, "Uncle, don't laugh at Fusu, what kind of saint is Fusu?"

Ying Chengzi jumped over and slapped Ying Fusu on the head: "Do you still know that you are not a saint?"

"Since you are not a saint, why do you do what a saint does!"

"How much energy did I have to leave you in Xianyang? Are you crazy?! I have to go and provoke the emperor!"

Ying Chengqiu slapped and said something, and was so angry that he slapped more than ten consecutive days.

During this period, Ying Fusu did not dodge or dodge, accepted all the slaps of Ying Chengqiu, and listened to all the rebukes of Ying Chengqiu.

When Ying Chengzhe stopped.

Ying Fusu said apologetically: "Uncle, don't be angry. If you suffer from illness due to Fusu's faults, Fusu will be unable to die."

This is the other way? Be brave to admit your mistakes and never change them?

Ying Chengqiu's anger just got out of here a little, "I tell you, don't show this dead look for me! Otherwise, I'll go and persuade the emperor now and immediately bury 700,000 people in Dazheng Palace!"

“…”

Seeing that Ying Chengqiu was shocked by Ying Fusu, he sat back on the beautiful bed covered with beautiful clothes, and raised his legs to cross his legs.

"After leaving Gai Nie, you and the emperor's brother will say and listen to what you and you do in Zhangtai Palace."

Only by fully understanding the facts can the problem be solved.

Ying Fusu did not add any more fuel to the point, and told it completely according to the facts.

Ying Chengqiu had a headache when he heard this, and he had the same doubts as Ying Zheng.

"How did you make a self-propelled approach?"

"Self-strategy?" Ying Fusu didn't know what Ying Chengqi was talking about, but he was not surprised.

Since Ying Fusu has memories, some strange words always seem to pop up in his uncle's mouth.

Ying Chengqiu said patiently: "At the court meeting, you were extremely disappointed with Confucianism, and you fainted and fell to the ground with anger. In a blink of an eye, you got into the horns of Confucianism again, but what did someone say to you?"

Let me know who was instigating my nephew, and let the secret guards take him to the knife in the middle of the night!

"No one talks to Fusu." Ying Fusu shook his head, then looked at Ying Chengxiang eagerly and said, "It is not someone else who makes Fusu transform, but you are uncle!"

Can this guy hear my thoughts? Want me to kill myself?

"Nothing happened to Guan Nai Gong!"

"Uncle, this kind of indecent slang is better to say less."

"Nai Gong is happy! Don't take Nai Gong with you if you brag! Hurry up and explain what's going on!"

Ying Fusu didn't know much about the sentence between Ying Chengqiu, but he still understood the general meaning in connection with the first and second sentences.

"The teacher's words and deeds are different, and Confucianism had to say to Confucius alone. These Confucian scholars who are well-read Confucianism could not practice Confucius' idea. Fusu was already extremely disappointed and thought that the benevolent governance that Confucianism said was just a delusion. But Fusu was lying on the bed and suddenly thought of his uncle."

"Although my uncle didn't read much and didn't like politeness, the house was filled with joy and atmosphere. Everyone had a smile on his face and his behavior was not as scared as other Qin people. They also loved and respected my uncle. Isn't this Datong?"

Ying Fusu became more and more excited the more he spoke.

"Anyone like my uncle who has not read a few books can achieve great harmony in his home! As long as the father governs the country with kindness and pardons the world, he will surely make the Qin State like his uncle's home!"

Ying Chengqi's face became darker the more he heard.

Haven't read a few books?

The Internet was extremely developed in the past life, and the information was so explosive.

I wrote down all the knowledge I knew on bamboo slips. Not to mention piled up five cars, even five hundred cars were not satisfied.

Even if you don’t talk about your previous life, you will only talk about this life.

In Qin, which was extremely lacking in entertainment, the classics existing in Qin had long been translated.

I said I have not read several books. Have you asked your father?

"In this way, my uncle really misled you." Ying Cheng said with a smile on his face.

Ying Fusu seemed to have no idea that Ying Chengqiu was talking sarcastically, and said with longing: "Although my uncle doesn't like politeness, he is a fellow disciple of me. Please ask my uncle to meet my father and persuade him."

"I told you! Don't take me with you if you brag!" Ying Chengqi raised Ying Fusu's collar and interrupted viciously.

"Uncle, what is this?"

"Shut up!"

Ying Chengqi interrupted Ying Fusu again and looked into Ying Fusu's eyes.

"You have ideals and you want to save the world. This is nothing wrong. But relying solely on the big cake painted by Confucianism, you can't let the world be full, do you understand?"

"Zhou Gong gave Zhou rituals, the world was prosperous, people were kind, grains were abundant, and everything was orderly..."

No, my eldest nephew is familiar with Confucian classics, and the Confucian style of logic is self-consistent in this era. With theory alone, I will definitely not convince my eldest nephew who completely trusts Confucianism, so I need to think of another way.

Ying Chengqiu thought for a moment and decided to use poison to fight the poison. Since you have completely trusted it, I completely doubted to defeat the magic with magic!

"How did you know? Have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Ying Fusu was stunned.

He thought he wanted to have a debate with Ying Chengxiang, like his debate with Ying Zheng in Zhangtai Palace - citing scriptures and exploring them in the inner world, and supporting them with objects.

I never thought I would run into Ying Chengjiao's approach to questioning.

My uncle asked this, was he like the father and the emperor, questioning the authenticity of the ancient times?

"No, but this is recorded in "History of Zhou".

"Who wrote "History of Zhou"? How do you make sure that he really wrote "History of Zhou"? Even if he really wrote "History of Zhou", how do you make sure that he recorded real history? Can't he lie to you? Even if he didn't lie to you, then he wouldn't be deceived by those in power? Will the real history he thought was not real history?"

One by one, Ying Fusu's brain was overloaded, and Ying Fusu said naively: "Did your uncle not believe in "History of Zhou", but he also believes in "Bamboo Anniversary" like his father?"

"Who wrote the Bamboo Book Anniversary? How do you make sure that he really wrote the Bamboo Book Anniversary? Even if he really wrote the Bamboo Book Anniversary, how do you make sure that he was telling the real history? Can't he lie to you?"

"Even if he didn't lie to you, he wouldn't be deceived by those in power? Will the real history he thought was not real history?"

Ying Chengqiu asked again, and Ying Fusu was stunned by the question.

My uncle neither believed in "History of Zhou" nor "Bamboo Annals", so what did my uncle believe in?

"Say it, why don't you say it?" Ying Chengqi sneered.

Ying Fusu: Uncle, you don’t believe anything, what else do you want me to say?

After holding it in for a long time, Ying Fusu squeezed out a few words in a depressed manner: "Fusu is really unspeakable like this uncle."

"Do you think I'm unreasonable? There's nothing to say about people like me?"

Ying Fusu thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it or nodded - he couldn't be rude to the elders.

"The reason why the thoughts of the philosophers and the doctrines of the hundreds of schools of thought can be spread throughout the world and deeply rooted in people's hearts is ultimately based on the belief of sentient beings. If I doubt everything, then what do they know about me, whether it is Confucius or Shang Jun?"

Ying Fusu was still confused when he heard it. He could understand everything Ying Chengqi said, but he couldn't hear what Ying Chengqi wanted to express behind it.

"Did my uncle deny the sons and want to re-establish a theory?"

"I don't just deny the sects, I deny everything. Why is the sun hanging in the sky called the sun? I insist on calling the moon! Why is the moon hanging in the stars hanging in the sky called the moon? I insist on calling the sun! OK? If you want to say no! Then tell me why is it not possible! In these four extremes and eight wilderness, the universe, which truth cannot be questioned?"

The sun and the moon are inverted!

If what Ying Chengqiu said before is still within Ying Fusu's understanding.

When Ying Chengqiu said the sun as the moon and the moon as the sun, Ying Fusu completely understood that his uncle was crazy.

The heaven, earth, sun and moon, ethical principles, this is the iron rule that has been planted in the heart of everyone in this era.

The talented and stubborn Emperor, when he was criticized by his ministers for imprisoning the empress dowager as an unfilial act, he also admitted it silently.

The name of the sun and the moon is even more important than filial piety and cannot be questioned.

"Uncle, please rest." Ying Fusu helped Ying Chengqi sit on the soft couch, then shouted loudly: "Come here! Please call the Imperial Doctor!"

"Let's wait!"

Ying Chengzi held Ying Fusu's hand and said meaningfully: "I question the record of the Grand Historian, the scholars, the sun and the moon, and the everything is a manifestation of crazy disease in your eyes. What about you? You regard Confucius as a saint, and take Confucianism as the criterion, and trust him in it in full. You can see that the moon is full and the water is overflowing? It is also the extreme, what is the difference between you and me?!"

"...What's the difference between me and my uncle?"
Chapter completed!